Losses Mount is where the cost of the conflict is counted in sound. Symphonic metal power, cinematic epic writing and progressive rock motion combine into a constant, almost breathless forward drive, as if the music is tallying loss after loss on both sides with every phrase. Alternative metal and djent tinges sharpen the edges, giving the chords and riffs a jagged, unforgiving profile that matches the reality on the ground.

Against this heavy frame, the wind instruments move like echoes of the souls being spoken about. Their lines flare up and fade, returning in fragments as if names and faces are rising through the noise for a moment and then slipping back into memory. Amid the relentless movement there are pockets that feel like a held breath, brief moments of near silence or reduced texture that play like a minute of mourning before the tension rises again and the fighting resumes. Toward the end, the epic melodic writing swells into something huge and undeniable, not to glorify the battle, but to underline how devastating its impact is. The piece keeps repeating one hard message in different forms: there is no good in wars, only mounting losses that never fully leave.

About the album

Losses Mount is Movement X of Whirl: Ukraine in Sound, an instrumental cinematic and neo classical suite with symphonic metal intensity and Eastern European folk and Balkan colour. Across 15 movements the album follows a journey from peace to war, through loss and mourning, and toward a scarred return to calm, written from the perspective of those living through aggression rather than watching from afar.

Ukraine in Sound X • Losses Mount

"Leafy Whirls Waltz No.373 (Original Composition)” - A melancholic broken heart waltz that captures the essence of longing and nostalgia. Composed with a poignant melody that echoes the depths of my broken heart, this piece invites listeners to immerse themselves in its soothing yet sorrowful beauty. As a composer and countertenor, I’ve poured my emotions into this waltz, creating a hauntingly beautiful soundscape that resonates with the soul.

Detail:  C Major, 6/8-time, 85 BPM 

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Bandcamp: Heartbeat of Memories (Original Waltzes Composition Vol. 19)

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Heartbeat of Memories (Original Waltzes Composition Vol. 19)

Leafy Whirl Waltz No.373 (Original Composition)

"Desert Bloom Waltz No.380 (Original Composition)” - A melancholic broken heart waltz that captures the essence of longing and nostalgia. Composed with a poignant melody that echoes the depths of my broken heart, this piece invites listeners to immerse themselves in its soothing yet sorrowful beauty. As a composer and countertenor, I’ve poured my emotions into this waltz, creating a hauntingly beautiful soundscape that resonates with the soul.

Detail:  F Major, 6/8-time, 85 BPM 

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Bandcamp: Heartbeat of Memories (Original Waltzes Composition Vol. 19)

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Desert Bloom Waltz No.380 (Original Composition)

A spoken word piece about leaving the South behind set to A Quick One Before The Eternal Worm Devours Appalachia by Lizard in the Spring

No One Else Will

“Singing with the Dead Tonight” 
Deborah Goldbaum Kelly & Erin Wolf © 2025 
Song A Week 2025 - Week 48

caught inside a whirlwind
wind knocked out our lungs
lungs pushed to their limits
limits we’ve put on

on the other side of sunrise
sunrise screaming through 
through the pieces of a life
living with the ghost of you	

you tried to show me how 
how to live within the truth
truth in a world of lies
lies we hope to survive

surviving my mercy mile
miles from what we could see 
seeing now with open eyes
eyes like yours and  like mine

one more laugh, one more cry, and song
never truly on my own
one more chance to try and get it right
singing with the dead tonight 

beyond the veil, I can hear you
your whispers in the night
nightly visits linger on
on until the early morn

mourning and letting go
going slowly as it comes
coming home after all
all in time, we will			

one more laugh, one more cry, and song
never truly on my own
one more chance to try and get it right
singing with the dead tonight 

one more laugh, one more cry, and song
never truly on my own
one more chance to try and get it right
singing with the dead tonight 

Singing with the Dead Tonight (with Deborah Goldbaum Kelly & Erin Wolf)

i have seen enough

NOT FOR PROFIT. JUST FREE MUSIC. LOVE FOR THE BLADE.
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SWORDSOUL<3

Tornado (prod. waveline)

Intro (ft. passamaquoddy tribe)

Need (prod. /\/\/\/\)

Chains (prod. be franky)

From Poverty's depths, I found my voice
A countertenor's cry, a jazz singer's choice
Life's hardships rained, but music was my shield
I poured my pain into every note, every yield

Loss and heartbreak fueled my soul
Struggles and strife, I made them my goal
To create, to share, to touch the heart
Not for fame or fortune, but to never depart

From waltzes to jazz, my songs are my tale
A testament to resilience, my story to hail
Blindness may shroud my eyes, but not my sight
My voice resounds, a melody that ignites

In darkness, I found light, a gift to share
A symphony of emotions, beyond compare
My music speaks loudly, a heart that beats strong
A message to the world, where love and pain belong

I'll share my voice, a fading sigh
5 Decades of life, 2000 waltzes, a whispered goodbye
Albanian by roots, Australian ground
No PhD to create, just pain of my life, profound

Painful tears of a struggle, a broken heart
I create to heal, to mend, to restart
But the wounds remain, the scars stay deep
A melancholy soul, in eternal sleep

I will keep creating, till my last breath gone
But my voice on jazz, and my waltzes will linger on
A haunting echo, of a life that's been
A fleeting dream, a moment's peace, now unseen

For those who listen, and wipe away a tear
A forgotten memory, of a heart that's no longer here
When the world awakens, I'll be gone and cold
My name lost to time, my legacy grown old

But in the silence, my waltzes will remain
A melancholy whisper, of a life in vain
If not on media, then on Bandcamp I'll reside
YouTube and Soundcloud, the last echoes of my pride

A hope of resilience, to never give up
A testament to passion, in every note and sway
But it's a lonely journey, through the night so dark
A solo voice, a fading spark, a melancholy heart


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I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

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