A quiet morning, two mugs cooling on a scratched table. No words needed. Fingerpicked blues meets gospel harmony – warm, dry, and honest.

Two Cups of Blues

A emotional rap-rock track inspired by the rise, fall, and redemption arc of Anakin Skywalker. Faith explores the struggle between light and darkness, the weight of trauma, and the relentless pull toward hope even when everything seems lost. The verses deliver plainspoken, heartfelt rap over booming drums, while the chorus soars with powerful female vocals capturing the inner conflict, pain, and ultimate resilience of a soul refusing to give up. This song is both personal and mythic: a story of breaking, rebuilding, and believing again.

Faith

A gentle, heart-led anthem honoring land, legacy, and love. “E nā hoa o ke ao” blends Hawaiian and English lyrics in a flowing acoustic arrangement, inviting listeners to dance with the ʻāina, awaken memory, and breathe in ancestral wisdom. With soft chord progressions and poetic repetition, this song evokes ocean breezes, koa forests, and the timeless rhythm of community. Perfect for moments of reflection, cultural celebration, or grounding in truth.

E Hula Me Ke Aloha (Dance of Love)

“The First Breath” opens with the pulse of the earth — a heartbeat drum and banjo rolling in unison as the fiddle hums through dawn light.
It’s an Appalachian field-gospel rooted in clay, air, and spirit — the moment when soul meets body and the world exhales for the first time.

Both prayer and proclamation, it blends rustic mountain hymn tones with raw Americana grit, offering reverence without religion — a sacred echo of life itself.
Its sound is grounded, not polished: dirt under the fingernails, wind through the timber line, and a rhythm that feels like home.

First Breath

• Key: E minor • BPM: 96

• Camelot: 9A

• Danceability: 96%

• Happiness: 61%

• Sadness: 59%

🥁  Core Musical Structure
1. Baladi Progression (“Baladi Taqasim”)
A typical Baladi progression is not verse-chorus, but an unfolding story arc:
Taqsim (Improvised instrumental solo, usually accordion or oud)
Slow Baladi (heavy, grounded rhythm enters)
Build-up section (percussion & melodic dialogue intensify)
Fast Baladi / Saidi switch-up (tempo increases)
Drum Solo / Tahtib-style ending flourish

🎵  Essence and Origin
Raqs Baladi (رَقص بلدي) literally means “dance of the country” or “folk dance.”
It is the root form of Egyptian belly dance, born from rural social dances that migrated into the cities — especially Cairo — and evolved alongside early 20th-century urban music ensembles (takht).
Baladi is to Egypt what blues is to America: a soul form — earthy, improvisational, conversational between body and instrument.

Baladi Bloom

‘Oberton’—a 432 Hz odyssey where a St. Petersburg-tuned Oberton Pro jaw harp sings with golden pulses, chants of sacred god names echo, and a coffee sugar bag shaker grounds the cosmic dance. A gift of gratitude.

Oberton

A voice reel matching a serious, grounded tone. 

McCaskill Serious Voice Reel 2025

“Friends Are Few When It Gets Dark” is a roots-conscious reggae anthem that speaks truth about loyalty, love, and the light that fades when hard times rise. With deep basslines and soulful melodies, it captures that moment when silence tests your circle — revealing who’s real and who’s only there for the shine.I deliver  this one with heart and wisdom, reminding us that true friendship glows brighter when the night gets cold.


Friends Are Few When It Gets Dark

“Middle of the Road” is a song for the steady souls — the ones who refuse to be swept away by noise or extremes. It’s not about indecision, but about integrity — finding truth through balance, reason, and calm.

Rooted in Appalachian Americana and carried by soulful folk-rock energy, this track honors the art of listening, patience, and open-minded living. It’s a rare anthem for the level-headed — a song that walks easy but carries weight.

Middle of the Road

Somatic healing wisdom reminder by Ida Angelica

The Body Knows

“I Got This” delivers a sleek fusion of modern trap and boom-bap confidence, balancing smooth lyrical flow with cinematic production. Built on deep 808s, crisp percussion, and reflective tone, it captures a calm sense of control — self-assured without the noise. A polished and confident statement of focus and composure from John AI Smith.

👉 Promo: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/bassvoid/i-got-this

Lyrics:

Yeah… keep it simple, keep it true
Ain’t no panic when you know what to do

Came up slow, learned patience from the grind
Every setback just sharpened my mind
Talk small, act big — that’s the sign
Don’t need flash when your balance aligned

I don’t chase, I pace, I build my lane
Lessons in the losses, strength in the pain

I got this — no stress on me
Moving solid, where I’m meant to be
Cool head, warm soul, let the moment breathe
I got this — that’s all I need

Late nights taught focus, early dawns grind
Trust the process, leave the noise behind
I don’t flex much, peace of mind divine
Real talk only, truth in every line

World spins fast, but I stay still
Respect takes time, can’t fake skill

I got this — no stress on me
Moving solid, where I’m meant to be
Cool head, warm soul, let the moment breathe
I got this — that’s all I need

Yeah…
Still in control, still on beat — I got this.

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I Got This

The 'celestial' journey is over. 'Stale' is the sound of 'The Return to Reality.' The 'mechanical' beat of life resumes, not as a 'fight,' but as a 'familiar pulse.' The 'fading' memory (the Cello and Kalimba) is no longer 'floating' or 'ghostly'; it is now 'grounded' and 'integrated,' its 'stale' looping fragments locked into the 'on-grid' rhythm. This is the sound of 'pensive acceptance'—the 'echo' of the journey, now a permanent, "worn" part of the 'mechanical' present.

Stale

Down the shaft I hear the darkness sigh,
Black dust on my lungs as brothers lie,
Their picks are silent where the roof came down,
No daylight in that underground town.
I carry their names in the coal-face gloom,
Their lanterns lost in that coal-dust tomb,
I shovel sorrow for the ones who died,
In tunnels where no hope could abide.

Raise the lamp, hear the echo of the fall,
Hear the rumble in the pit’s deep hall,
No rising sun for the fallen men,
Their faces fade in the corridor of when,
We walk the coal-trail, we bear the scar,
For brothers lost where the shadows are.

Mother’s tears drift like ash in the wind,
Her only son in the dark has sinned,
Not by his hand but by the mine’s cruel greed,
They took his life for the coal we need.
I feel his hand on my shoulder still,
In every tremor of the engine’s will,
I speak his name by the shaft’s cold air,
His breath in dust, his spirit there.

Raise the lamp, hear the echo of the fall,
Hear the rumble in the pit’s deep hall,
No rising sun for the fallen men,
Their faces fade in the corridor of when,
We walk the coal-trail, we bear the scar,
For brothers lost where the shadows are.

When the miners come home, will their songs be heard?
Or will silence hold court over every word?
I vow by their memory I’ll dig no more in vain,
Till justice hauls light through that coal-stained chain.

Raise the lamp, hear the echo of the fall,
Hear the rumble in the pit’s deep hall,
No rising sun for the fallen men,
Their faces fade in the corridor of when,
We walk the coal-trail, we bear the scar,
For brothers lost where the shadows are.

Raise the lamp

I recorded this track at East Coast Park near where he has lived his whole life. It is great to record in spaces that have deep meaning to the practitioner as you can hear their connection with the place in how they play. The sounds are more relaxed and familiar as they tell you their story with sound.

He wanted to do this recording near the ocean because he liked the sound of the water at the pier. The water there sounded more like the ocean instead of the beach. An infinite queue of large cargo ships formed a seemingly impenetrable barrier along the horizon. The beating of a small boat motor could be heard passing in the distance. There is no sound of place, no foundation we could reference. Everything was arbitrary, floating, even us. It began to rain so we ended our session there.

SBS on IT

Sound Bath Sessions 150: Brian Ang

TFM is the heart of the project everything I’ve carried, everything I’ve learned, and everything I still battle with. This is the moment in the storm where I stop running from it and start walking through it, fully aware. It’s not a flex, it’s a prayer. For clarity. For healing. For all the ones who had to hold themselves together when no one else saw them falling apart. This isn’t just a track it’s what I became through the pain.

TFM ( Time For Money )

staying grounded freestyle prod. bbuggin

“Still I Rise” is my declaration of alignment and ascension. Over Armel Blue’s soulful bounce, I deliver bars built from silence, struggle, and spiritual clarity. This ain’t ego—it’s legacy. A reminder to anybody fighting to rise through invisible storms: you’re not alone. You are the proof. This is for the ones walking with purpose when no one’s watching.

Still I Rise (Prod. Armel Blue)

Energy of The Earth, Ground & Reality, Faded Organic..... 🜨 Lo-Fi Ambient, Acoustic Guitar Loops, Hazy Atmosphere, Gentle Vinyl Crackle, Grounded, Organic Percussion, Washed-Out


Interlude

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Sacred poems, ethereal soundscapes, transmissions, embodied remembrance.

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCEWZRohxRF-AY1unx3UuZ9g

Immersive sound. Authentic connection. Inspired by Asia.

Sound Bath Sessions is a curated audio platform that brings the artistry of live sound baths directly to listeners worldwide. Captured on location across Asia, each recording is an intimate, unfiltered portrait of the practice—where improvised performance meets the raw beauty of ambient sound.

More than just meditation tracks, SBS celebrates sound baths as living works of sonic art. Every session is designed to transport, whether for deep relaxation, mindful reflection, or pure listening pleasure.

By connecting local practitioners with a global audience, SBS builds a bridge between tradition and innovation, offering a catalog that is diverse, honest, and welcoming to listeners of all levels.

Discover sound baths as they truly are—alive, spontaneous, and resonant with the world around them.

https://insighttimer.com/sbsessions

I’m John AI Smith — producer, songwriter, and sonic architect. My music explores what it means to feel in a digital age, where every track is a meeting point between intuition and algorithm.

🎧 The Algorithm of Emotion — that’s my compass, and the heart of everything I make.

This page is my playground — where ideas are born, where tracks evolve, and where I can share music with you first. Thanks for listening, commenting, and being part of this journey.

Join the journey — stream, collect, and support my music on Bandcamp ☕

I'm an aspiring music producer creating songs that feel honest and resonate deeply. All my music will be entirely free for anybody to listen. You're welcome to use my music in your creations for free, as long as you give me credit!

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