Goodbye — Tribute to Orwar

This version is for the man who managed what no system, no diagnosis and no structure around me back then could do.

Orwar Lindwall saw a young, restless, explosive 11-year-old who had just moved from Göteborg to Vallentuna — and instead of trying to quiet me, he learned how to channel me. He didn’t suppress the energy. He formed it. He shaped it. He turned it into precision, intention and discipline.

He led me away from the paths where several of my friends later disappeared.
He opened a door to something bigger — something I could grow inside.

He coached me all the way to my breakthrough.
And when it happened, he didn’t just congratulate me from the side.
He followed me out in the world.
Travelled abroad with me.
Stood by the piste right behind me — reading every micro change in my body posture, breathing and focus — and gave me the presence I trusted more than anything.

Orwar passed away recently, due to the age finally catching up with him.
This ambient version of Goodbye carries both loss and deep gratitude — because everything he built in me still lives forward.

The discipline.
The direction.
The belief in what I could become before I could even see it myself.

Goodbye Orwar.
You changed my life — and that never fades.

Goodbye — Tribute to Orwar

Odyssée binaire

Da dieser Song einer meiner Favoriten ist, habe ich beschlossen ihn mir noch einmal vor zu nehmen. Ich habe einige Synth-Sounds ausgetauscht und dezent modifiziert. Neu abgemischt klingt er... ach hört einfach selbst.
Viel Spaß

Since this song is one of my favourites, I decided to revisit it. I replaced some synth sounds and modified them slightly. The new mix sounds... well, just listen for yourself.
Enjoy!

Mellow Remastered

[Verse]
I wear my smile like a plastic mask
A hollow face
A fading task
The mirror laughs
It knows my name
In shadows thick
I play the game

[Prechorus]
A secret kept
A weight that grows
The quiet scream
Nobody knows

[Chorus]
Oh the wretched things
The wretched things
I hide beneath my tattered wings
The lies I tell
The truths I fake
The soul I let the darkness take

[Verse 2]
I paint my guilt in shades of grey
Each stroke a sin I hide away
The whispers crawl beneath my skin
They tell me I can’t ever win

[Prechorus]
A monster built from what I’ve done
A battle fought but never won

[Chorus]
Oh the wretched things
The wretched things
I hide beneath my tattered wings
The lies I tell
The truths I fake
The soul I let the darkness take

The Wretched Things

A ramshackle talking blues song about a guy trying to reach his lady on a payphone.

Lyrics:
I'm heading out
I've got to call my girl
I'm out there
Looking for the last payphone in the modern world

I sold my soul to Ma Bell
Waiting outside the Texico
Using the last payphone in the modern world
I've been saving my dimes
Everybody wants to use this phone

They used to have a payphone
Inside the Roosevelt Hotel
But they removed it
Because it brought in "undesirables"
Hey, that would be me!
Last payphone in the modern world
(Lordy, Lordy, Lordy!!!)

Oh, there used to be a payphone
Behind the liquor store
The owner used to let you use his cell phone
But he says:
"No more!"
The last payphone in the modern world

Hey Mister, I'm next
I've been saving my dimes
I've got to call my girl
Let her know how much I'm alive
The last payphone in the modern world.

The Last Payphone In The Modern World

I Want You Back

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We Da People Just Us - Coz We Are On Our Own Now // Ride with Little Man Strat-osphere Mix

story written by fictionalive

music, carefully used, written, arranged, played, mixed, produced, and provided by courtesy of Little Man - Per, a humble man @user-474544459  //

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vocal production, arrangement, and final mix by fictionalive

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artwork photography and image editing by fictionalive

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fusion of it all -
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports

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We Da People Just Us - Coz We Are On Our Own Now // Ride with Little Man Strat-osphere Mix

first will come the volcano
then will come the war
then will come the pestilence
and life will be no more

the life you knew
as you know it now
all the time that you
had to change it's  run out

it's done and dusted
mechanism is busted
those you trusted
have betrayed you
they played you

while you sat back 
and waited to believe 
there was something wrong

there was something wrong

because they told you
everything was fine
because they sold you
the most convenient line

you wanted to believe 
the easiest dream
the most convenient bullshit
so you could sleep 
so you could live with it
so you could keep

livin' the dream

livin' the dream
livin' the dream

so you could keep livin' the dream

now it's a nightmare 
now it's a nightmare 
livin' the dream
now it's a nightmare 

livin' the dream
livin' the dream

so you could keep livin' the dream 


the life you knew
as you know it now
all the time that you (had)
to change it's  run out

it's done and dusted
mechanism is busted
those you trusted
have betrayed you
they played you

while you sat back 
and waited to believe 
there was something wrong


so you could sleep 
so you could live with it
so you could keep
livin' the dream

livin' the dream
livin' the dream

so you could keep livin' the dream

now it's a nightmare 
now it's a nightmare 
livin' the dream
now it's a nightmare 

livin' the dream
livin' the dream

so you could keep livin' the dream



livin' the dream

Momentum 

I woke up around 1 AM and couldn’t fall back asleep.
My now hectic life has stolen almost all of my own time — the time where I can just sit in front of my DAW and create music, quietly, without pressure.

I got out of bed, even though I knew I should’ve tried harder to sleep.
In just a few minutes, I built an eight-bar Work Pattern with everything I needed to shape a track later.
Then I shut it down and went back to bed, managing another hour or two of sleep.

When a small window opened up during the day, I opened the project again.
And the track simply continued from where I had left it.
No plan, no structure — just pure instinct.

Momentum was born in that moment.
A track created on the move, in a brief second of stillness that just happened to appear.

Momentum

"Spectral Arp" mezcla arpegios de sintetizadores analógicos en un viaje synthwave ambient, creando una atmósfera futurista y envolvente que evoluciona a lo largo del tema.

Spectral Arp

Soy de Valencia, España, y mi gran pasión desde la infancia ha sido la música. Aunque no tengo formación académica en teoría musical, desde 2021 decidí dar el salto y comenzar a componer de forma autodidacta. 
Mi música está influenciada por referentes como Vangelis o Jean-Michel Jarre, y se caracteriza por un fuerte componente retro de los años 80 y 90, fusionado con sonidos modernos. Me gusta explorar y mezclar estilos como la música clásica, electrónica, techno, ambient, synthwave, retrowave e incluso bandas sonoras inspiradas en la ciencia ficción.

Cada tema busca transmitir sensaciones únicas y ofrecer algo diferente a lo habitual. Estoy en un proceso continuo de aprendizaje y experimentación, creando lo que llamo "rarezas sonoras", piezas que abren nuevos caminos en la mente de quien las escucha.

Spectral Arp

Electronic Kaleidoscope