J'adore ces sonorités electro et atmosphériques

Analog synthesizer heaven! Enjoyed rich and warm organic soundscape! Beautiful track!

spatial sound reverb rich very nice soundscape

The Rabbits Of Memory

Dialogue With You

Cool winter vibe with a the sounds of a Behringer Crave mainly 🌬️

Winter Light

The Rabbits of Memory

Lofi ambient
Emotional and Lofi sounds experiment

I've been making music hoping to reach perfect beauty and ideals someday, but recently I've realized that I'm wrong. The world is always missing something important. I realized that it is the artist's mission to notice what is missing and present a bloody figure that fills it.

Let's reach out, look at each other, and walk towards the hollow of the world. I will never let go of this hand that I have tied.

This is my love song for you.

Enjoy!!

You laughed even in a life full of scabs :Lofi ambient

Thank you for visiting this track.
Not everyone may be able to see inside their own hearts, but knowing who they really are is very important. 
Always keep bright light in your heart so that darkness does not creep in. Let go of your body and focus on the voice of your heart. 
A good day

Nobody Knows Inside

I am once again honored to have guitarist Harry Jacobson join me on this dual guitar instrumental fusion track titled “CLOCK IS TICKING”.
What starts off as a repeating set of three cool sounding suspension chords accompanied by a simple repeating motif, quickly builds up and morphs in multiple layers of guitar-work by both myself and Harry.
I really enjoyed the many additional musical ideas that Harry brought forth, that helped propel this simple futuristic sounding concept to life.

CLOCK IS TICKING (Audric Jankauskas/Harry Jacobson-2023)

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy
Vocals: Emily Coy
https://soundcloud.com/freevocals/emily-coy-begin-again-free-acapella
Backing Track Paploviante Burn
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/burn-open-collaboration-offer
Lillithe: adding…Sax, Beat, Synth,Vocals, Arrangement and Production

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy & Paploviante

Dancehall infused , acid house.  Dedicated & inspired by the legendary DJ, Jake.

Spencer House (Dedicated to jaKe)

Music and lyrics: Jose Miguel Millán
Lyrics, Vocals, backing vocals and vocal production: Delhya
For more The bird inside  please check: @user-525836600

Lyrics: 
My old notebook,my youth poems  Thinking no one was the same
 forgotten moldy in a chest
Never found lips to decline

My old canvases full of greys  No one else was able to paint
 Moldy forgotten unfortunate
 Never found eyes to contemplate

Suddenly  No more grey (just Pink)
I claim  It was A sunny day (summer day) You came
 That day (What a day)
 I saw  in your eyes
my legacy  was you. 

(My) life has never been the same since the day you came
only see the sun shining through the rain since the day you came

 My footsteps in the sand,  a land that no one could step on 
erased by the ocean tide,
 no one could ever follow them

Suddenly No more grey (just Pink) I claim  It was A sunny day (summer day) You came  That day (What a day)
I saw  in your eyes
my legacy  was you.

(My) life has never been the same since the day you came
only see the sun shining through the rain since the day you came

Just look into the sand when the sea retires
where a path is laid indelible Like a guide 
A path for your steps to follow
If one fine day you decide to do so.

Legacy (with The Bird Inside)

Fields

Nebula (2021) Anthology CD2 Track 10

Composed&performed&produced by Mario Lončarić

HOME

In the earliest days of Mu —
before temples, before resonance machines, before sound had learned its own name —
the air itself could hum.

It was not yet music.
It was motion: the trembling of waves inside the fog,
the slow shimmer of dawn above the still lagoons.

The people of Mu never called it anything.
They simply listened.

They believed that every drop of rain carried its own melody,
and when water touched another surface,
it remembered how to sing.

Children held out their hands to the rain,
catching the sound as if it were a living thing made of breath and echo.

They called those moments naive reveries —
not because they were simple,
but because they did not yet know themselves.

Sound did not try to become a song.
It simply existed —
until silence folded it gently back into itself.

At dusk, when the sky turned pale gold and the ocean mirrored the leaving sun,
some would sit by the sleeping waves and play loops from air —
small circles of tone born from wind, shells, glass reeds.

Each loop repeated until it faded, like foam returning to the sea.
None sounded the same, and none were ever finished.
They would say:
the sound of vanishing is the sound of return.

Many cycles later, when Mu was half-forgotten,
its languages scattered into whispers and static,
those naive reveries were found again — faint recordings hidden in stone and salt.

They still sounded fragile, as if shy about existing.
No one dared to fix them.
They were left untouched — small loops of time,
created before meaning, before creation knew itself.

Now, if you listen closely, those sounds awaken once more —
not as compositions, but as memories that belong to no one.

They rise like bubbles underwater — slow, luminous,
forming circles that dissolve into each other.

They have nothing to tell.
They only remind:
once, long ago,
the world made music by accident.

Mu never composed —
it only breathed.

And its breath became a song.

- Echo That Breathes

I found a wave in the grass,
kept it safe inside a glass.
In the morning it began —
Mu was breathing once again.



- The Quiet Orbit

Fog is soft, I touch and taste,
like the sea that lost its face.
Somewhere deep my dream still hums,
made of names and little drums.



- Liquid Memory

Water speaks in fragile tone,
like a language made of bone.
Caught a word — it tried to flee,
now it hums inside of me.



- Veil of Aether

The wind forgot the ground below,
it hummed where only echoes go.
I tried to catch its silver skin —
and felt the quiet breathe me in.



- Voice Beneath Water

Shadow dancing on the wall,
knows the shape of spring and fall.
“Who are you?” I asked in awe —
“I’m the pause in what you saw.”



- Minor Garden

If you pour a drop in heart,
tiny circles will restart.
Mu will pass and leave no clue —
just a silence shining through.



- Axis of Return

I asked clouds where dreams are kept,
they said, “Under what has slept.”
Mu then whispered, “Look, it’s near —
on the back of folded year.”



- Light Through Salt Veins

Caught a beam of silver light,
lost it quick into the night.
Mu said softly, “Let it be —
you will shine enough for me.”



- Glass Recalling Air

I forgot the name of sound,
but it follows me around.
When I stop, it stops to too —
when I move, it whispers “Mu.”



- Rising Through Mirrors

Rain was whispering to me,
like a voice beneath the sea.
“I’m with Mu,” I said aloud,
and dissolved into a cloud.



- Child of the Wave

The sea was small inside my hand,
it whispered, “Do not understand.”
I let it go — it stayed instead,
and built a garden in my head.



- Unwritten Spiral

I just cried for no real cause,
Mu said, “Keep it — never pause.
Tears are sounds that make you true,
round and gentle, just like dew.”



- Echo That Dreams

In my sleep I saw some noise,
made of water, dust, and toys.
Mu was laughing: “You’re not two —
you’re my echo, dreaming too.”

“The world once sang and never knew.”


Voice Beneath Water

Latin Quarter Suites No.4

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Mixea_HighBright_hd_Track 06 - The Pool of Souls

"Please Come Home For Christmas"
Charles Brown　https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWoKgG8u1k0&list=PLwF_4A2tiQj3Ae18gQmy-6UaqF7onUKGN&index=3&t=0s
BB King　https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EtgxuEr-XZU&list=PLwF_4A2tiQj3Ae18gQmy-6UaqF7onUKGN&index=4&t=0s
Eagles　https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWQYyP2RWVY&list=PLwF_4A2tiQj3Ae18gQmy-6UaqF7onUKGN&index=5&t=0s
Bon Jovi　https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mput_1lVYus&list=PLwF_4A2tiQj3Ae18gQmy-6UaqF7onUKGN&index=6&t=0s

The fourth "summer night monologue". It has become winter and it is not a solo guitar, so I treated this alone. I made it based on Eagles version, but triplets have been changed to triple time. I raised the key a little, and the tempo is made late.
People who like the Beatles will remember "Oh! Darling" when listening to this song.listen to the version of BB King and the version of Eagles, and further listen to the Beatles'Oh! Darling, so that the flow of the song is completely impregnated into the body :))

Oh! Darling(Beatles) https://youtu.be/9BznFjbcBVs

JUNZO --- Please Come Home For Christmas (cover)--*WINTER 2018/2019*

Music Is Therapy

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I was born in Brantford Ontario Canada July 11th 1963,
I'm a retired City Worker from The Brantford Ontario Works Dept of 34 years of service,
I was 9 years old when I started taking drum lessons with the Ontario Conservatory Of Music,
I taught drum lessons and played in a band that played blues, country, 50's, blue grass,
I started making playlists at the age of 12 years old (1975) Pioneer Turntable, Cassette Deck, Receiver & two 50 watt Speakers.
Vinyl, Eight Tracks, Cassettes
I enjoy working with DJs, Composers, Beat Makers Song Writers Hip Hop Artists from all over the world 🌍
Thank You Everyone For Letting My Dream Come True 👊

I now live in Airdrie Alberta Canada 🇨🇦
I'm 61 years old and I'm sure that I will never stop creating playlists and helping to promote artists.

Digital Marketers Please Do Not Bother Me ! I'm Not Interested !!
Thank You, TheCREATOR 

Sometimes… is passionate about photography, music is just a substitute, that's why he creates "landscapes and environments" with modular synthesizers.

Bogdan-N. Blajevschi, aka "Sometimes…" has a Bachelor of Science in Audio Engineering. His bachelor's thesis researches: sound, sound synthesis and the architecture of modular synthesizers.
During his studies in Berlin he also discovered the beauty of pentatonic scales.
With Polish roots but born and raised between the Black Sea and Dracula's Castle, Bogdan "travels" around the world in search of new sounds and new motifs for his audio and photographic experiments.

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P.S.
For a better listening experience, turn off the lights (if you can) and let your imagination flow. 
In the dark, music always has other "colors"!

Dialogue With You

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