Name: When The Wind Blows by takechee in 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚 new
Duration: 2 min 39 s
Description: FREE DOWNLOAD

Very nice energetic and driving track.  Nice!

Perfect energy in this base and drums. And stays interesting in its interaction of the different instruments and the different parts

The production is wonderfully done 👍🏿

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚 new

The 10th EP of "past is the verse"

-Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/album/3EErteygcU7XueiZD65oAE

-Apple Music
https://music.apple.com/us/album/1608704345

-Amazon Music
https://music.amazon.co.jp/albums/B09S9YF7T7

-bandcamp
https://pastverse.bandcamp.com/track/coil

Coil

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I wrote this song for my daughter. 

Heaven Blessed

A confident woman for all to see
Taking on life, so easily
She’s the kind of person, I’d like to be
Thoughtful and kind, a little wild and free

Now, rumour has it, she was born this way
Came to the game, ready to play
And she’s winning hearts, along the way
This raven-haired beauty, does what she may

Can you see who she really is?
Love’s her target and she can’t miss
Puts God and dogs at the top of her list  
The kind of girl who’s heaven blessed

Tough as nails, but as soft as love
She doesn’t suffer fools no, g’head pack your stuff
A beautiful soul who’s pure and true
A better friend, I never knew

Can you see who she really is?
Love’s her target and she can’t miss
Puts God and dogs at the top of her list      
The kind of girl who’s heaven blessed

	Like a wild horse that you can’t tame
	To break her spirit would be a shame
	Let her be her that’s why she came
	A divine gift I can’t explain

Can you see who she really is?
Love’s her target and she can’t miss
Puts “must love dogs” at the top of her list       
The kind of girl who’s heaven blessed (repeat)

Cover Art: Wolf, Todd J McLean

All rights reserved

Heaven Blessed

A song about the ultimate bond, one of unconditional love and complete surrender. 

Video: https://www.instagram.com/p/DKe2HPgoxd5/

Vocals (Composition, Arrangement & Performance): Elpiverse
Keyboards (Composition, Arrangement & Performance): @counterworlds-voltage
Mix, Mastering: Elpiverse (with valuable guidance from @counterworlds-voltage)
Production: @counterworlds-voltage, Elpiverse
Lyrics: Elpiverse
Cover Art: Elpiverse

Floating
Drifting
Soft 
And warm

Floating
Drifting
Soft 
And warm

Breathe

Dreaming of the light 
Sleeping by your side

Breathe

Breathe

Umbilical Love

Mr. Right
Vocals: From Music Maker
Paploviante: E-Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Picture, Mix and Mastering
Picture made with Swift Publisher
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Mr. Right-Paploviante

One theme , 4 different versions. With the huge help from my mate Wonder Georg !

The 4 Colors Pen w/ Georg Boehme

It's strange... but it always made me think of frogs... :-) real groove control  ;-)

Freaky Frog

Original track here: https://soundcloud.com/user-659662265/make-some-noise

Make Some More Noise

Sounds odd but I think I more or less agree with these lyrics. The "purpose" of life or for that matter anything is subject to interpretation. However i do think we spend far too much time and energy searching for a reason or purpose when one probably does not exist. Life is a wonderful accident. This distraction of searching for "meaning" distracts us I think from the practical task at hand: caring for each other and the planet.

lyrics
I walked through the woods on a sunny day
nothing on my mind to get in the way
I looked to my left,I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright
when I stumbled uopn something hard to explain
6 big trees in a circle so perfect
there HAD to be a reason
There HaAd to be a purpose
who could have done such a wonderous thing
Deep in the woods away from everything

As I left the trees and walked along
my eyes now firmly fixed on the ground
I didn't look left, I didn't look right
my ears had gone deaf,my eyes had gone blind
my mind was too full
my thoughts too profound
a circle? why a circle?
so perfectly round
what was the purpose?
A reason MUST be found

I kept walking with those trees on my mind
to my surprise what did I find
a big empty field of broken swords and shields
piles of bones of horses and men
a glorious battle here must have been
I saw 2 banners, one red and one blue
facing each other as the cold winds blew
one bright and proud of this I was sure
but now dull and tattered,ripped and torn
each of them stained with the blod of the other
I wonder who won this epic struggle

I picked up a skull and looked into the eyes
and started at the empty space inside
why did you fight? why did you die?
where is your gold? where ids your glory?
Is there no one left to ell your story?
what was the cause? what was the purpose? it must have been great to cause such carnage
but the forest was silent I heard no answer
there was no reason why
I thought of the circle I thought of the skull
so I left the clearing  with a step that was light
I looked to my left I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright

we work too hard sometimes it seems 
to give a purpose to everything we see
and no longer have to ask mysellf why?
now I can look up at the sky

the circle and the skull ( are we kidding ourselves??)

https://soundcloud.com/sky-latte?ref=clipboard&p=i&c=0&si=D872DC6C98E84FFF92A3103384F922B2&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

SOMETHING IN THE SUBWAY (Ft.Sky Latte)

thanks to Martin for the work done on this loop

https://soundcloud.com/mkandersson1982

https://soundcloud.com/mkandersson1982/marty-andersson-from-the-archives-story-time-with-marty-mcmuphin


Lyrics
A young man, making his way to South Town by Bicycle, was abruptly stopped in his tracks
by a wandering tortoise.
The Bicycle jerk forwarded his suddenly pushed on the brake, an open can of energy drink
was then flung from his free hand, spilling over the tortoise.
The tortoise became super charged and sped away, clocking 100 miles per hour.
Ostropper, what he just witnessed, the man fainted, falling sideways from his bicycle,
later awakening in his basement with tabs of LSD, littered



Un jeune homme, se dirigeant vers South Town à vélo, a été brusquement arrêté dans son élan.
par une tortue errante.
Le crétin du Vélo a présenté sa soudaine pression sur le frein, une canette ouverte de boisson énergisante
a ensuite été projeté de sa main libre, se répandant sur la tortue.
La tortue est devenue super chargée et s'est enfuie, atteignant 100 milles à l'heure.
Ostropper, ce dont il vient de voir, l'homme s'est évanoui, tombant de côté de son vélo,
se réveillant plus tard dans son sous-sol jonché des comprimés de LSD,

BREAKING NEWS.  🎧

What kind of experiment was it? I forcibly inserted another element in the middle of the DJ sound. I mainly use collage as my production method, so the atmosphere of this song is what I imagined. But it destroyed the uplifting dance mood that gets you on the rhythm. Some of the necessary elements of the music are missing, but it will be a relief for your ears.


No.320 A slightly experimental DJ mix

When The Wind Blows

I'm glad to present my second collab with Mathieu Torres - who added his brilliant guitar.
Definitely hot spice ! :-) https://soundcloud.com/mathieutorresworks

Fragments / feat. Mathieu Torres

What did you make with

Inner Face Interface

I was interested in music in my early youth... so I soon got my first synthesizer and set up a small home recording studio.
over the years i played keyboards in 5 bands...the direction was rock...pop...blues and soul.
in the meantime i have discovered my enthusiasm for creating my own songs.
it makes me happy when I can compose...arrange...mix...produce and create something new.
it's like a passion to experiment with different styles of music... and it gives me a lot of joy.
the only limit is your imagination...
is my motto.
and everything is possible...you just have to try.

music is pure magic...and part of the soul...
no one can escape her
let the music guide your mind...and that's the only way you'll get the freedom...you've always wanted

When The Wind Blows

takechee

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