Very textural and balanced. So interesting, this is something you would really want to sit back and enjoy.

When the circumstances around you are foggy and unclear, you start looking for reasons and logic, but you don't find them available
Then you know that you will not find what you want in this atmosphere, start believing in hope and faith 
I hope you like the music and the video in the link below 👇😘
https://youtu.be/OAtHb0xKyFE

Life mist

Life Mist - downloadable music (Video in link )

Cheer for your team

The "Sometimes" EP

This Instrumental  collection consists of four pieces with similar arrangement and composition so that the feeling and mood of this collection can be received in the form of a related image, but by keeping each Track unique.

Someway

(translation above)

La pyrowoman

Sa danse laissait des séquelles
Quand son miroir aux allumettes
Faisait jaillir des étincelles
Chez ceux qui rêvaient de conquête

Avec un seul regard de braise
Elle enflammait toute la salle
Qui suffoquait dans la fournaise
Des pensées les moins virginales

Refrain :
Elle n’était pas une pyromane
Ni par désir, ni par démence,
C’est la danse qui par essence
L’allumait en pyrowoman

Tout flambant neuf, le sol de scène
Planchait sur la meilleure manière
De quoi garder un peu de veine
Sous l’incandescente incendiaire

Un jeune pompier, à l’évidence,
Déjà en burn-out pour elle
Dans le brasier, d’un coup, s’élance
Pour stopper sa danse antigel
(refrain)

Et dans sa veste protectrice
Il est devenu inflammable
Son cœur brûlait, grisant délice,
Jusqu’à déborder de vocables.

Il s’épousèrent dans l’ambulance,
Puisque tous deux étaient de mèche.
Dans leur foyer, l’union fut dense
D’où naquirent beaucoup de flammèches
(refrain)

Paroles et musique, Myckaël Marcovic, 
15/02/2022

The pyrowoman

Her dance left its mark
When her matchbox mirror
Made sparks fly
In those who dreamed of conquest

With a single glance of ember
She set the whole room on fire
Who suffocated in the furnace
Of the less virginal thoughts

Chorus :
She was not a pyromaniac
Neither by desire, nor by dementia,
It is the dance which by essence
Lit her up as a pyrowoman

All brand new, the stage floor
Planned on the best way
Of what to keep a little vein
Under the incandescent fire

A young fireman, obviously,
Already in burn-out for her
In the blaze, suddenly, rushes
To stop his antifreeze dance
(chorus)

And in his protective jacket
He became flammable
His heart burned, intoxicating delight,
Until it overflowed with words.

They married in the ambulance,
Since both were in cahoots.
In their home, the union was dense
From which were born many flames
(chorus)

Words and music, Myckaël Marcovic, 
13/04/2022

La Pyrowoman

XAW on guitar and SA on a cracked cymbal played with a variety of other instruments such as crotales, and on melodica. Mixed by SA.

If you love the band Swans, you may well enjoy this.

Experimental noise with powerful ambient drone guitar and unique explosive percussion.

Fungal Cymbal

BLEAK

Dub Reggae ...that's what I like ...Music Against System !!

FutuRe Dub part 3 Brainstorming Dub (KRT Production)

dvāram (द्वारम् [द्वृ-णिच्-अच्, Sanskrit)- the way, the gate, the gateway.

Title track for my first cinematic album, released 12.14.22 to all streaming platforms.

Dvāram

Children

When you look at me now. 
I look like all the other cows.
Though my fields are full of gold,
hidden within. 
I've fooled you for years, 
and you're nothing at all to me. 
Though you kept me fed and watered,
half happy. 

No electric fence can keep me in.
There ain't no boundary I can't pass. 
Your half assed grid can't trick my feet. 
Because I'm finally free at last. 

I might not stand out,
from a field, that's full of cows.
After all; a cow is a cow, a cow is a cow, a cow, a cow, a cow.
But if you'd tried to see. 
You might of seen a little something in me.
But you're heads; on the ground, on the ground, the ground, the ground, the ground. 

No no haired, big belly, 
son of stupidity me. 
I'll be taking all this ground, from around.
No long haired milk sucker, 
lack of moral fibre and weak.
I'll be the meanest cow around,
on the ground. 

No big bad wolf is ever gonna threaten the king.
I am the cow that's broken free.
No cut price vagabond, white van politics freak.
I am the cow that's broken free. 




Cows (Free)

Sweet Dreams

Experimental music that ranges feral beyond human constraints. 

The music covers a lot of non-genres. Multiple resonances include Dark/Ambient, Psych, Doom, Drone, Noise Rock, Kosmische, EDM, Trapwave, and Romantic Era and Post-Romantic, with special nods to the bands Swans, Earth, Caspar Brotzman Massaker. Dystopian Inspirational for noble outlaws.

Electric guitar, bass, drum kit, lap steel slide and electrified dulcimers played with a violin bow, bodhrán, Peruvian triangle drum, snare drum, silver flute, double shepherd's flute, regular duclimers, spring reverb tank, suling, jaw harp, pungi, khaen, melodica, harmonica, broken cymbal, double wind wand, recorder, boatswain's pipe, penny whistle, slide whistle, MIDI controller to trigger computer's internal synth, voice, found objects, electric tennis racket...

Labels: Kryrart Ambient, Kryrart Records, Camembert Electrique, Cousin Silas Emporium, Dark Stereo, Sounds for the Soul Records.

My name is Rosemary Bensko, and SA is my artist name. While most songs are just me, and I do all the production, when other contributors are involved, they become part of the band for those songs.

Collaborators who contribute a stem to a track or were involved in a jam are always credited: XAW, Igor Iofe, Chris Nolte,Tom McCarthy of TM's Sundae Sauce, Steve Gilmartin, Psychedelic Mayhem, The Fall of Saigon, A.J. Kaufmann, with remixes by The Infinite Wimshurst. There are also joint ventures and SA playing and singing on other people's music.

Lots of music here you won't find elsewhere. Smaller amount is also on Bandcamp, Spotify, YouTube, Pandora, Last.fm, Instagram.

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