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Available September 26, 2025 

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Tender / Wading

Tender of Land

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A cover of Ready For The Floor by Hot Chip

ready for the floor

The Firestorm

i'm not shy
but i can't tell you what's on my mind
you'd do the same for i
can i take, take?
i couldn't take you for my own
it's selfish how i want it
so i'm just sorry if i start shit
in my imagination
we're perfect in everyway
it sucks that it can't be that way
is there much else to say?
in my imagination
we're perfect in everyway
it sucks that it can't be that way
so i'm sorry for being me

ok i might be shy... maybe

Luna by Jusmeyo
A Ukelele Original - Composed in September 2018

Isang usisa sa magdamag na gabi
Ako ay sa iyo lamang darating
Ang iyong ngiti't lungkot na bumabalot
Sa lamig ng gabi, nais ang yakap mo


Sinabi sa isip, liwanag at dilim
Pinagtagpo, pinaglayo
Pinilit mong humawak saakin
Pusong kay lambing


Oh Luna, oh asan kana
Nais kong makita ang iyong ganda.
Oh Luna, oh asan kana
Batid kong ikaw ay mag-isa


Sa init ng mundo.. ng mundo
Isang hiling na tayo ay magkakapit
Walang oras na sasayangin
Muling ka lang mayakap ng mahigpit

Sinabi sa isip, liwanag at dilim
Pinagtagpo, pinaglayo
Pinilit mong humawak saakin
Pusong kay lambing

Oh Luna, oh asan kana
Nais kong makita ang iyong ganda.
Oh Luna, oh asan kana
Batid kong ikaw ay mag-isa

....

At sa huli, tayo ay nagkita
Hiling na huwag kana mawala
Hiling na dito ka lang sa akin
Dito sa aking piling


Luna

cisty punk rock

Echoes Beyond the Horizon is a journey told through sound — a passage across a single day by the sea. From the first light of dawn spilling over the horizon, to the warmth and joy of the shore, through the power of a stormy ocean, and finally into the calm embrace of twilight, each movement carries the listener deeper into the timeless rhythm of nature’s tides.

Part I: Dance of the Horizon
The journey begins with gentle guitars and airy melodies, as if standing at the edge of the world, watching the sun rise over the horizon. The music sets a hopeful tone, inviting the listener to step forward into the adventure.

Part II: Whisper of the Shore
The scene shifts to a lively beach, where the rhythm of marimbas and playful flutes mingle with the sound of waves and distant gulls. Sunlight glistens on the water as the coast comes alive with energy and joy.

Part III: Storm and Surge
Dark clouds gather as the sea swells. Rolling drums, soaring guitars, and sweeping strings capture the drama of a storm breaking across the ocean. Thunder roars, the wind howls, and the music surges with power and intensity before easing.

Part IV: Tide of Tranquility
The storm subsides, giving way to calm waters under a quiet sky. Gentle guitars and soft flutes return, guiding the listener back to peace. The ocean breathes steadily, carrying the story to a serene and timeless close.

This adventure was inspired by Mike Oldfield and was created using both Suno and ChatGPT

Echoes Beyond the Horizon

gena russian birthday song

Dziwko! (Ballad Version)

From the rust-worn fence to the broken wheel
A whisper on the wind, a fear you can feel
Like the devil's breath on a humid night
A secret buried deep beneath the fading light

From the crooked path where the shadows creep
To the promise that a soul can't keep
A trail of dust and a whispered name
Lost in the fire of a dying flame

The mockingbird sings its bitter tune
'Neath the cold, indifferent, harvest moon
A hand that reaches, a hand that's pulled away
Another long night bleeds into another day

From the crooked path where the shadows creep
To the promise that a soul can't keep
A trail of dust and a whispered name
Lost in the fire of a dying flame

The scent of pine, the taste of rain
Washing away the memory of pain
But a ghost in the weeds still calls to me
A promise of what can never be

From the crooked path where the shadows creep
To the promise that a soul can't keep
A trail of dust and a whispered name
Lost in the fire of a dying flame

Lost in the Fire

a music for the masses made by different perspectives

Intensity disguised as a regular man
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¡Shpiln di griln tantsn di vantsn!
The emptiness of various Corona lockdowns made Focke the Fockmaster. Musically, he tried out various styles to end up where everything once ended. Techno. 
With classical eight-year music training on the cello, pubescent excursions into New Wave music, everything followed a logic at the end of the 90s. Techno.

¡Shpiln di griln tantsn di vantsn!
Die Leere diverser Corona-Lockdowns machte Focke zum Fockmaster. Musikalisch probierte er sich stilistisch divers aus, um am Ende dorthin zu gelangen, wo alles einst endete. Techno. 
Mit klassischer achtjähriger Musikausbildung am Violoncello, pubertären Ausflügen in die New Wave Musik folgte Ende der 90er Jahre alles einer Logik. Techno.

Experimentation in the field of AI generated music - for the past few years I have been transcribing music into Black Desert Online, anything and everything - music is art not a competition, if it makes you happy then thats all that matters!

pyrojuliet 
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