She begins to speak –
and you lose track of time.
A sentence becomes a subordinate clause,
a thought a labyrinth,
a coffee break an odyssey.

But you listen to her.
Not because of the content.
Not because of the punchline
that never comes.
But because every word
is wrapped in velvet,
every pause sounds like a wink,
and because her silence
is almost as beautiful as her speech.

"Hypnotic, boring and beautiful"
is a declaration of love
to all those who never get to the point –
and have found an art form in precisely that.

A German song for late nights, long, aimless conversations,
and the most beautiful detours of language.

--
Lyrics:

Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön,
Man hört ihr zu, es geht nicht um’s Verstehen.
Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön,
Sie redet Stunden – wir lassen es geschehen.
Es ist zu schön, es ist zu schön, es ist zu schön.

Sie sagt: „Das war so, glaube ich...“ und du weißt:
Sie redet in Schleifen, und Du brauchst Zeit.
Wie Jazz-Musik auf Dauer-Repeat, 
Du hörst ihr gerne zu, sie spricht wie ein Lied.
Kein Punkt, kein Schluss, nur goldene Wörter,
Verloren im Nebel aus Lippen wie Butter.
Du weißt am Ende nicht mehr, worum’s eigentlich ging.
Aber hey, der Sound ihrer Stimme! Genieß den Swing!

Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön,
Man hört ihr zu, es geht nicht um’s Verstehen.
Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön,
Sie redet Stunden – wir lassen es geschehen.
Es ist zu schön, es ist zu schön, es ist zu schön.

Sie sagt: „Ich war in Paris... oder war es Prag?“
Dann lacht sie leise, redet den ganzen Tag.
Du denkst: „Come on, get to the point!“
Doch ihre Zauber-Stimme wirkt bei Dir wie ein Joint.

Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön,
Man hört ihr zu, es geht nicht um’s Verstehen.
Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön,
Sie redet Stunden – wir lassen es geschehen.
Es ist zu schön, es ist zu schön, es ist zu schön.

Vielleicht ist es ihr Zauber, ihre Magie,
Oder die Melodie ihrer Sprechweise,
Denn selbst, wenn sie nichts sagt,
Hörst Du Musik, ganz, ganz leise.

Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön,
Man hört ihr zu, es geht nicht um’s Verstehen.
Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön,
Sie redet Stunden – wir lassen es geschehen.
Es ist zu schön, es ist zu schön, es ist zu schön.

Und wenn du denkst, sie wär jetzt fertig...
Fängt sie nochmal von vorne an.

--
Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Sound Studio, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder
Cover design: Volker Redder, Photoshop, ChatGPT, Keynote

Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön.

Hypnotisch, langweilig und schön.

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Scale: B minor
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The "Benedictus" is a poignant movement in Bach’s Mass in B Minor, scored for a tenor solo, a single transverse flute, and continuo, contrasting with the work’s grander sections. Part of the final manuscript section ("Osanna | Benedictus | Agnus Dei et | Dona nobis pacem"), it follows the exuberant D major "Osanna" and precedes the "Agnus Dei." Its text, "Benedictus qui venit in nomine Domini," shifts from collective praise to personal reflection, a transition Bach marks with a contemplative mood in B minor, reinforcing the Mass’s tonal framework (noted by John Butt as tied to the opening Kyrie’s B minor chord).

Musically, it’s a da capo aria (ABA form) with a lyrical, siciliano-style rhythm in 6/8 or 12/8, evoking grace and serenity. The tenor’s warm, middle register conveys an intimate blessing, distinct from the Mass’s soprano or alto solos (e.g., "Christe eleison"). The lone flute, a modern instrument in Bach’s era, adds a galant, pastoral flavor, its delicate timbre weaving around the tenor in a duet-like texture, supported by continuo (organ/harpsichord, cello/bassoon). This sparse scoring stands out against the Mass’s broader orchestration—two SATB choirs, trumpets, and oboes—highlighting Bach’s innovative approach.

The flute’s solo role, rare in sacred works of this scale (cf. "Quoniam" with bassoon), underscores Bach’s expressive intent, possibly drawing from secular cantatas, though no source is specified (unlike the 1724 Sanctus). Composed in 1748–49, it reflects Bach’s late style, blending Baroque forms with emerging Classical elements. Its B minor key ties it structurally to the Mass’s opening, while the flute’s agility enhances the text’s ethereal quality.

Musicologically, the "Benedictus" exemplifies Bach’s ability to unify diverse material, as Butt notes, offering emotional depth amid the Mass’s expanse. Scholars like George Stauffer see it as part of Bach’s encyclopedic vision. Likely unperformed in his lifetime (first full Mass performance: 1859), its beauty emerged posthumously, distinct from Hasse’s Mass in D Minor (with chant and bass features absent here). The "Benedictus" is a gem of simplicity, its tenor-flute pairing a testament to Bach’s mastery of contrast and inventive genius.

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Juice

Craving Crazy

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Remix by Bowception – Gatsby.
Key: B Minor | Tempo: 98 BPM

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Cheer Up / Common Ground (Bowception Remix) [feat. J. Cole, Jack Harlow] – B Minor – 98 BPM

Can't feel the light - prod. Saygi

just finished the demo of my newest shit, demo of project 27

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Lyrics:

Morning sun through the windowpane
Coffee warm, and it feels the same
A quiet start, no need to race
Just breathing slow, in my own space

One small change, one steady pace
A little more light in a quiet place
No need to chase what comes and goes
Somehow, I already know

It’s the little things that bring me home
A quiet street, the sound of a phone
The way the light falls through the trees
The stillness, washing over me

It’s the little things I used to miss
A peaceful hour, a moment like this
I don’t need more, I’ve had enough
I’m just here, and that’s enough

Laughter drifting across the yard
Leaves that scatter, soft and far
A walk alone, no need to speak
The kind of calm I used to seek

No big plans, no perfect lines
Just taking care, one day at a time
The rush is gone, I’m learning slow
And finding things I didn’t know

It’s the little things that bring me home
A quiet street, the sound of a phone
The way the light falls through the trees
The stillness, washing over me

It’s the little things I used to miss
A peaceful hour, a moment like this
I don’t need more, I’ve had enough
I’m just here, and that’s enough

It’s the little things that bring me home
A quiet street, the sound of a phone
The way the light falls through the trees
The stillness, washing over me

It’s the little things I used to miss
A peaceful hour, a moment like this
I don’t need more, I’ve had enough
I’m just here, and that’s enough

Little Things

I'm not a druggie

I'm Not A Druggie

I once hadda dream that I was laying on the freeway
Newest rapper out rhymes cold like norway

Fade in, I’ma fade in
I don’t chase shit, I don’t chase trends
Fade in, I’ma fade in
I don’t chase shit, I don’t chase trends

Fade in, I’ma fade in
I don’t chase shit, I don’t chase trends
Make waves, I just make waves
I Drip like rain, I don’t need praise
Pop tags, I don’t pop out
Lost in the smoke, can’t clock out
Swear I’m gone, swear I’m gone
But I still ride clean with the pain on
Chrome heart, I don’t fold up
Cartoon world when I roll up
Do me, I’ma do me
Flippin’ through channels inside of my dreams

I’ve been driftin’, lost in the sky
My thought like rivers, never run dry
I been moving steady, watch me fuckin’ glide
Catch me swervin’, I don’t need to hide
Bape hoodie low, eyes on the prize
Never fold, always on my grind
Money in my stash, but I can’t unwind
I’m just built different, I’m ahead of the time
Henny in my cup, and it’s never dry
Late nights, I just let ‘em fly
Old friends say I’m changin’, it’s no lie
I just leveled up, don’t need to try
Cut the fake, yeah, they never ride
Gold on me, feelin’ like I’m in the sky
I don’t hit the brakes, I don’t compromise
Movin’ slow, but I am alive inside
I don’t need love, I need clarity
Loyalty’s the only thing that’s fair to me
I got visions that can set me free
Bubble dreams that they’ll never see
Money stackin’, still feelin’ near
Empire built off a dream and a fear

I been on a run in my mind call it relay
I once hadda dream that I was laying on the freeway
Newest rapper out rhymes cold like norway
They was talking down made em dance like broadway

Fade in, I’ma fade in
I don’t chase shit, I don’t chase trends
Make waves, I just make waves
I Drip like rain, I don’t need praise
Pop tags, I don’t pop out
Lost in the smoke, can’t clock out
Swear I’m gone, swear I’m gone
But I still ride clean with the pain on
Chrome heart, I don’t fold up
Cartoon world when I roll up
Do me, I’ma do me
Flippin’ through channels inside of my dreams

I been on a run in my mind call it relay
I been I been on a run in my mind
I been on a run in my mind call it relay
I been I been on a run in my mind

Dreams I Didn't Author

He didn’t burn the cities down,
No fire tore the sky.
He kissed us soft with poisoned breath,
And let the world divide.

He turned love into obsession,
Turned longing into rage.
Cracked our hearts like mirrors—
Left us dancing in the cage. 

Arbeeson, the beautiful curse,
Tore our joy into a verse.
No blood, no blades, no guns, no kings—
Just broken vows and shattered rings.
We bleed the words we never said,
Falling deeper in our heads.
Arbeeson!
He lives in what we feel instead.

A war of glances, tear-stained pride,
Of silence sharp and raw.
Mothers turned from sons they loved, 
Like they forgot what hearts were for.

When hope was crushed beneath the noise,
And every soul was cracked and gone,
A whisper rose through ash and dust:
“This is the work… of Arbeeson.”

Arbeeson, the prince of ache, 
Taught us all how hearts can break.
No empire fell, no thrones were lost— 
But love… forgot the cost.

--
Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Sound Studio, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, translated with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote

Arbeeson, Pt. 1: Demon From Hell

Exploring other genres like synthwave/-pop with a dark theme. Enjoy!

Lyrics:

I move through the noise like I’m not really there
Faces around me, none of them care
They speak in circles I no longer chase
I nod and smile, then drift into space

Every step is calm and composed
But inside, a door never closed
They wouldn’t know what’s buried beneath
I wear my silence like a form of relief

I say it doesn’t matter what they see
But the truth keeps turning quietly in me
Alone, the thoughts refuse to rest
I question everything I’ve suppressed
Out there, I seem untouched by doubt
But I carry storms I don’t talk about
I tell myself that I don’t mind
But it’s far too loud inside

Reflections don’t speak, but they understand
The weight I hold with a trembling hand
A single word can come back again
Looping in silence, again and again

It isn’t their voices that stay in my head
It’s mine, repeating what I never said
I try to be still, to just let things go
But the past has a voice I already know

I say it doesn’t matter what they see
But the truth keeps turning quietly in me
Alone, the thoughts refuse to rest
I question everything I’ve suppressed
Out there, I seem untouched by doubt
But I carry storms I don’t talk about
I tell myself that I don’t mind
But it’s far too loud inside

I look away so they won’t ask why
I keep my distance and pass them by
Not because I don’t want to be known
But because I fear what I’ve outgrown

I say I’m fine, but I don’t sleep
There’s a part of me I never keep
Behind closed doors, I slowly unwind
It’s always loud inside
No one would guess, and I won’t explain
But I still feel every weight, every strain
And though I say I’ve nothing to hide
It’s always loud inside

Loud Inside

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Just a 19 year old fluffball trying to have some fun in this shitty world we live in. Woof.

John AI Smith is an independent and experimental music producer based in Norway. He embarked on his journey in AI-generated music in April 2024, at the age of 54. His compositions uniquely blend human creativity with AI algorithms, resulting in captivating and diverse tracks.

John AI Smith's music spans various genres, blending traditional instruments with modern electronic elements. His work often falls under the alternative genre, but he experiments with styles like synth-pop, dubstep, and chill electronic to create unique soundscapes

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