This beautiful work says it all. May it uplift and endure.

Beautiful atmosphere! The gentle melodies and flow fit perfectly together. Very cohesive and well done!  🎶❤️🎶

Your piano is magnificent! ......but what separates you from other great piano players is the background music that supports the piano....Lovely Syntaleta!

Knowing the circumstances in which you are living makes listening to these oh-so-beautiful pieces a very emotional experience.  Sending healing thoughts from London, Helen.  May there be a lasting peace soon...

WWIII is most heinous. Why not relax to some excellent music, instead?

You Only Live Twice

Vision of paradise

THE NATURE OF LOVE (ft. Colleen Bleazard)

Recorded before the war... A big thank you Houman Check out Houman on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/HHxiZ for mastering!

Close To The Rainbow

Levitation

It's not that the world of social media is inherently harmful or bad, but just that it can potentially ruin an incautious traveller. People need to remember to step outside, get some space, and re-perspectify (made up word).
This song is a rare one that contains lyrics by Mark. In fact the killer first line and title and most of the first verse are his words. What's more, the words came to him in a dream! Some get to be so lucky! And lucky for me, he gave me the lines, I took them with glee and so came this song.
lyrics
Some more
Sickly sweet soda pop plastic
Another
Updated social media status
Left of centre
Right of right
Tired today
Pent up looming strife
Tired today
Break us and divide

I went walking in a field through sunset
There was not another person to be seen
Just the grasses swaying free
And the wind saying to me
This is here
this is now
This is real baby

Some more
Puffed up dolls
That the mirror says yes to
Another
Check for approval
The media status
Two for one
Makes three for all
Tired today
Count the numbers right
Tired today
Break us and divide

I went walking in a field through sunset
There was not another person to be seen
Just the grasses swaying free
And the wind saying to me
This is here
This is now
This is real baby
This is here
This is now
This is real baby
Hey
Yeah
Ooooh yeah
credits
from Long Ways Conversations, released January 30, 2025
Gina Graham - lyrics and vocals
Mark Vee - lyrics, bass, synths, piano, drums

Soda Pop Plastic

Image by Stablecog AI:

When I came up with my stage name for SoundCloud,
I imagined an old organ grinder with his monkey and money cup,
cranking away on a street corner of an old cobblestone village.
But these days, the street corner was even older, as was the man himself,
along with his old synthesizer. The monkey is long gone, in case you were wondering.

Actually, I was quite surprised when the image that appeared got my glasses and my beard right, and even my blue shirt along with a pocket (where I keep my pocket protecter full of pens and pencils). Heck, it could almost have been my photo.

Ye Olde Synthgrinder

Powerful Alternative rock track with vocal
https://open.spotify.com/track/4llBR6BJ2tvz5RcDovJpqC?si=474b24f225b54559

Love Explosion

On Sunday, 18 May 2025, I marched with 100,000 human beings in The Hague, the Netherlands. We marched in a long Red Line against the genocide in Gaza. I walked most of the way with tears in my eyes; profoundly touched by this show of humanity. 
On Monday, 19 May 2025, I wrote the lyrics for a song titled, This Red Line. 
On Tuesday, 20 May 2025, I picked up my guitar and improvised a melody, clean slate, and recorded only one take on my iPad. This is it.
Today, Wednesday, 21 May 2025, I publish this song as my tribute to the people of Gaza and to all the human beings I marched with on Sunday, 18 May 2025. It is raw and unpracticed and far from perfect. But I feel in it the pain I have experienced since 7 October 2023, and the overwhelming power of humanity I so intensely felt during that historic march in The Hague, when the human beings in the Netherlands said, ‘No more genocide! Never again!’

This Red Line - Lyrics
In shadows deep where hatred breeds,
A whisper turns to violent deeds.
A people marked, a target set,
Humanity begins to fret.
 
The signs are there, the words take hold,
A story tragically unfolds.
As we gaze up at darkened skies
As fields turn red, and tongues are tied
 
But there's a line, a crimson thread,
Where life is sacred, fear is dead.
This line we hold, with hearts ablaze,
Against the darkness, through the haze.
No further step, no inch will yield,
On hallowed ground, on battlefield.
Genocide's shadow shall not reign,
This line we hold, again, again.
 
The cries unheard, the pleas ignored,
As innocence is stripped and gored.
The world looks on, a silent shame,
While precious lives are put to flame.
 
But deep within, a fire starts,
To mend the broken, bind the hearts.
A human voice calls out with No! 
Its echo sounds cross bloody lands
 
And there's a line, a crimson thread,
Where life is sacred, fear is dead.
This line we hold, with hearts ablaze,
Against the darkness, through the haze.
No further step, no inch will yield,
On hallowed ground, on battlefield.
Genocide's shadow shall not reign,
This line we hold, again, again.
 
It's not just borders on a map,
It's in the silence, in the gap
Between our words and what we do,
The promise we must see it through.
For every soul unjustly lost,
A heavy, bitter, human cost.
 
And there's a line, a crimson thread,
Where life is sacred, fear is dead.
This line we hold, with hearts ablaze,
Against the darkness, through the haze.
No further step, no inch will yield,
On hallowed ground, on battlefield.
Genocide's shadow shall not reign,
This line we hold, again, again.

This line we hold...
Against the darkness...
Again... again...


This Red Line

This is your life

Freak

NEW WAVE 02

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocal & lyrics : Janne Hennie

On a saturday night I feel a little restless, a need for something
And after a few glasses of wine, I think:
Rest can wait until another time
Don't want to be alone
(So I call you)
Pick up the phone

Du du-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

Chorus:
Will you come and have some fun with me?
The night is young, the wine is strong
Will you come and say hello to my crazy side?
It's pretty wild!

Dudu-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

2
On a sunday night i feel anything but tired, can't sleep
And after twisting my mind, I think:
Sleep can wait until another time
Don't want to be alone
(So I call you)
Pick up the phone

Dudu-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

Chorus:
Will you come and have some fun with me?
The night is young, the wine is strong
Will you come and say hello to my crazy side?
Its pretty wild!

Dudu-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

Pick Up The Phone

Ode to Violence

The desert remembers the names we erased,  
Sand turned to glass where the missiles embraced.  
Children drew suns on the rubble so white—  
Now the sky rains fire, and the sun burns at night.  

They gave us a flag and a righteous cause,  
But the trenches smell of petrol and pause.  
My brother’s last words were a Kurdish lullaby—  
The drones hum along as the market burns high.  

Oh, Tehran’s ghosts in the refinery glow,
The oil is thick, but the blood runs slow.
We march for heaven but dig our hell—
God’s silent where the cluster bombs fell.

The general laughs through the TV screen,  
His medals outnumber the dead in my dreams.  
The "enemy’s" face… *it’s my own in the glass,*  
A stranger screaming *"How long will this last?"*  

Oh, Tehran’s ghosts in the refinery glow,
The oil is thick, but the blood runs slow.
We march for heaven but dig our hell—
God’s silent where the cluster bombs fell.

*[Whispered in Farsi
*"بگذار بمیرم زیر این آسمان کثیف...
("Let me die under this filthy sky...")

Oh, war’s a cancer, we’re the cells gone wild,
The treaties all drown in the Straits of Hormuz
The UN votes at noon today
I bite my tongue until it bleeds *"آزادی"* (freedom).

Ode to Violence

O filii et filiæ (Nancy) Main output (front) (2022_04_01 18_32_19 UTC)

War broke our lives to BEFORE and AFTER its start... Russian aggression has no boundaries, it's Universal. Our house happened to be on the war front line so our family had to leave behind our home and escape just to save our lives. We had spent 8 days in hell being under Russian missiles and bombs...
 In my "previous" life I used to create music and still have got some unreleased works.
 All the tracks are played, recorded and mixed on Yamaha Clavinova CVP505 without using any software.
Now I have no piano, no more chance to record music. The only sense of life is to survive. If you're Russian please don't follow me. We have nothing in common anymore. We'll never forgive you this disgusting bloody war against Ukrainian children. Each of you is GUILTY. 
  Any support from musical friends would be much appreciated on www.patreon.com/syntaleta and now you can PayPal me to to_scorpiette@yahoo.com
https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=GZWM6KXA6WNDG

Please follow Syntaleta on Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/5NGoMdnTju2t25gnnnFPoD, YT and YT Music where you can listen for free to the 3 albums in a good quality. 
"A Distant Star" 2016
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nVPUPCq3T4atZr6lBZZGT3STqbih5nk_o
"In Solitude" 2017
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lacFkqQrvuZBYbwsGhXZ_8LPrx9k3nbfA
"Flying in the Dream" 2020
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_mF15v_U9hJoVv07vk6sfIo72ljSwDQzbg&app=desktop
A huge thank you to Patreon supporters!

Be excellent to each other!

"For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places."
--Ephesians 6:12

"Now may our Lord Jesus Christ Himself and God our Father, who has loved us and given us eternal comfort and good hope by grace, comfort and strengthen your hearts in every good work and word."
--Thessalonians 2:16

Enter through the narrow gate. 
For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.
--Matthew 7:13-14

For am I now seeking the favor of people, or of God? Or am I striving to please people? If I were still trying to please people, I would not be a bond-servant of Christ.
-- Galatians 1:10

"No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon."
--Matthew 6:24

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