Every shadow fades away,
I can feel the dawn begun,
Hear the echo

All the pain dissolves to light,

Hold the echo of the sun,
Lift your hands, the dawn begins,
Hope is beating under skin.

Voices glowing in the distance,
Calling through the resistance.

We become the day tonight.

Hold the echo of the sun,
Lift your hands, the dawn begins,
Hope is beating under skin.

Echo… echo of the sun.
Echo… echo of the sun.
L'écho du soleil
L'écho, l'écho du soleil

Hold the echo of the sun,
Lift your hands, the dawn begins,
Hope is beating under skin.


Echo of the sun

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.

New tracks tagged #pitch-bent vocal chops