Tonsetzer

Self-Produced Nature-InfuZed Electronic Sonic Odyssey

MiXed-Signalz (raw takez/un-mastered)

collapse (Destroy the World Mix)

Tylko Jeden Raz

Only Love

Adam had a song...guitar and vocals...I just added some harmonica, vocals and a couple of synth tracks...
Adam is here:
https://soundcloud.com/adammajdeckijanicki

Cut up Commanders

Guitar solos, roaring engines, generative grit—this track is pure backfire energy.
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[Verse 1]
I was spark-plug lightning, dialing up the summer sky,
Chrome-heart outlaw laughing every “keep-out” sign goodbye.
She rolled in—Sunday thunder with a halo full of sin,
Pulled the gold from out my piston, left a ghost in gasoline.
[Chorus]
She drank my dynamite dry, set my soul on mute,
Left my pulse on these frets and pawn-shop loot.
Every town, every stage rides the fallout with me—
You’re tasting the back-fire, baby… what’s left after she.
[Verse 2]
I traded vows for tremolo, a pawn-shop cigarette Les Paul,
Strung the strings with heart-spin, let the lonely echoes crawl.
Every crowd I hammer over keeps her shadow in the light,
I cash bruises into verses, sell redemption by the night.
[Chorus]
She drank my dynamite dry, set my soul on mute,
Left my pulse on these frets and pawn-shop loot.
Every town, every stage rides the fallout with me—
You’re tasting the back-fire, baby… what’s left after she.
[Verse 3]
One day they’ll nail my chorus to a rusted marquee sign—
“Boy outran his thunder but he never crossed the line.”
’Til then I’ll torch the night-shift, rattle rafters past the seams,
’Cause the spark she couldn’t pocket still ignites my wicked dreams.
[Chorus]
She drank my dynamite dry, set my soul on mute,
Left my pulse on these frets and pawn-shop loot.
Every town, every stage rides the fallout with me—
You’re tasting the back-fire, baby… what’s left after she.

Backfire Valentine

Thai Party Continues

A short voice recording repeated numerous times, slightly slowed down and arranged in a canon of six layers with a touch of delay and reverb.

More on the 708th weekly Disquiet Junto project, Vocal Chords — The Assignment: Do something with layers of the sound of your voice. — at https://disquiet.com/0708/

Voiceful Canon (disquiet0708)

Emotional techno 
Part of EXHIBITION ONE album exploring my artistic range there is something for every techno lover in EXHIBITION ONE

RELEASE

no crocodiles on mars

Music is ⚡️

*Self-produced Sound Artist*

(---No AI, "it's just me, myself, & eye"---)
***Sampling my work without written permission is prohibited*** 

Deepest thanks to those of you tuning into my InnerSpace Transmissionz as well as those of you producing, DJ-ing, &/or sharing music...The resonant freqz you provide fuel my life force. ⚡️For that, eye M gr8ful! Eye salute your soulz. 🫡




MiXed-Signalz (raw takez/un-mastered)

Sonic oXygen