this just screams masterpiece bro good work

This is hard man I like it’s like a computer game song

Man, this really had tea by the window vibes! I really like this track.

Great Job That was Fantastic 💘😍🌞

Nice and calm mood. Wise use of reverbs 👍🏻

I fucking like this a lot great job very peaceful

This is a very relaxing instrumental soundtrack

This is a slinky little blues built around the title hook ‘Burnt Matches, Old Flames’. A cautionary tale about rekindling old love leaving you more lonely than before. Acoustic guitars, brushed drums and a whispered chorus.

Lyrics can be licensed - let me know if you are interested. Full lyrics below:

Burnt matches and old flames 
Burnt matches and old flames
They’re two things I can’t explain
Burnt matches and old flames 
Burnt matches and old flames 

You play with matches  
You're gonna get burnt 
You fool with old flames  
You're gonna get hurt
But you know, they’re just the same  
They’re just burnt matches and old flames

Burnt matches and old flames 
Burnt matches and old flames
Burnt matches and old flames 
Burnt matches and old flames
 
Some people put their matches  
Back into the box  
Some chase their old flames  
Like they’re hunting a fox 
But to me, they’re just the same 
They’re just burnt matches and old flames

Don’t play with matches  
You’re sure to start a fire  
You’re bound to get burnt 
 Re-igniting past desires
But you know, they’re just the same  
They’re just burnt matches and old flames

Now I beg please hear me  
And heed this tale of woe 
It happened on a lonely night  
When my heart was hanging low

I know the path to trouble 
It’s a well worn track 
I knew right where it lead  
And I should’ve double back

But I followed my footsteps  
I followed my footsteps 
 I followed my footsteps 
I followed my footsteps
I followed my footsteps 
I followed my footsteps   
And guess right where they led?

I found my way to her front door 
I’ve never craved anything this much before 
It was warm in her arms 
It was hot through the night  
But I’ve never been more lonely in my life

Some fires burn slowly 
Some are hard to put out 
Some will consume you  
But do not have a doubt
Wo-oh-yeah

Some fires burn slowly 
Some are hard to put out 
Some will consume you  
But do not have a doubt 
Once it’s been struck 
There’s no use in laying blame 
They’re just burnt matches and old flames

Burnt matches and old flames 
Burnt matches and old flames
Burnt matches and old flames 
Burnt matches and old flames

Burnt Matches, Old Flames

©️2023 ToMo
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https://open.spotify.com/album/0K4ueEnvEKveKVq9817m33?si=FdnEphJuRt2YpDXi6orGZA

Basking in the sun

Opacity

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Stacco rock triplo

EL AGAVE

https://youtu.be/QF6gWORmcvw

"Y así va a pasar ora na'má, na'má.
Uhh no le hace sí, yo como, yo soy de allí,
na'más yo me sacarron, me corrieron".

Veta de agua,
sombra negra, serena,
al fundirse, la llama nace y vibra:
el agave.

Grieta de tierra,
flora seca, desierta,
al fluirse el fuego crece y silba:
el agave.

Composición, producción, mezcla y master: Sojue Stradac 
Portada: Mis dibujos + Leonardo AI

SILUETAS

El agave

El Agave

I Know, You Know

[Verse 1]
I saw her by the lockers, smile like summer skies
Heart skipped a beat, didn’t know why
Brand new feelings in an old school hall
She looked my way—I felt ten feet tall

[Pre-Chorus]
But the bell rang loud and broke the spell
She walked away, and man, I fell

[Chorus]
It was the first time for everything
First blush, first rush, first heart on a string
Like a song you hum but don’t know how it ends
She was just a girl, but more than just a friend
It felt so right, but oh, it hurt so bad
That’s the magic and the madness young love has

[Verse 2]
We talked in class, passed notes real low
She’d laugh at my jokes, I’d steal the show
But she liked someone else, I found out late
Standing in the bleachers, hands in my jacket, watching fate

[Pre-Chorus]
Still, I held onto those movie scenes
Where the boy gets the girl of his dreams

[Chorus]
It was the first time for everything
First high, first cry, first bell that won't ring
Like a dance you dream but never quite begin
She was out the door before I could lean in
It felt so sweet, and yeah, it stung so sad
That’s the heaven and the heartbreak young love has

[Bridge]
Years roll on, but I still recall
That girl, that fall, that after-school hall
She never knew the songs I wrote
But she lit the fire, she struck the note

[Final Chorus]
It was the first time for everything
First ache, first break, first butterfly wing
Like a spark that fades but never really dies
She’s a memory now with big brown eyes
It felt like flying, then it crashed
But I’d do it all again—just like that

[Outro]
Yeah, it felt so right…
Even when it hurt so bad
That’s the beauty of the first love you ever had

First time for Everything

LoNe WolF - "The Ranger [Ballroom Mix]"




Mixed & Mastered By: LoNe WolF









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The Ranger

The Ranger [Ballroom Mix]

Industrial Sorrow (instrumental)

Everyone wants to make it...

In the truth of all hearts, EVERYONE wants to make it.

No matter how strong, how rich, weak, powerful, average, detached, or inconsequential.
There is no amount of delusion that humans can persuade those and themselves of a higher transcendence that all would want nothing at all. Plain and simple, no rocket science or major groundbreaking truth.

Fair.

The endless desire for the highest of what life can offer is always something that seems so luring, and yet only a certain few have actively devoted themselves to be higher than most. Although, we may see the highest of what life has to offer is prescribed to be fame, financial wealth, security, contentment, or a simple life without any complications; These values would always be outweighed by the endless desire of cosmic proportions of achieving the highest in society, rather than a simply living life with full truth of the simple act of love for the craft.

The craft of living life.

My desires have grown to an unignorable proportion to the point where it feels that I have no mouth.
This sickens me to an unhealthy amount of guilt and shame for not being able to love the craft due to the faulty belief of doing something for the sake of beneficial fame. I have always feared my spark would fade in obscurity with a whimper, and finally snuffed. I know that I am loved and blessed to even have a chance at life in general, but there are times where I feel at most, a speck who has done nothing but consume and taken without giving back to humanity or the Eternal Cosmic Flame of where we were born from.

I have always enjoyed my time that I have here on this earth and its simple pleasures to offer by the abundance, and yet I have ignored and denied my purpose to create a value to share to the world, impactful or not. But I have finally decided to stop this terrible silence. I want to share this perspective with those who take the time to tune in, even for a few seconds.

Everyone and myself, wants to make it; for the denial of such purpose, is the becoming of a scorned man left to rot. To bring purpose is to also share the Eternal Flame to spread creation. There will always be terrible ideas enacted upon in disturbing light, and there will always be an idea of tomorrow that dies in the abyss. But I beg of you and myself to allow the simple desires of love for the craft to flow freely for all to see, not from a place of expectation, but from a place of love and expression. Share the flame to those who need it the most, not for their brightness of a star, but for the passion of humanity.

We have always wanted to make it out for ourselves, but always met with a fierce storm of doubt and worry. From heavy winds of doubt and insecurity, to real-world problems of various factors in life; One's own injustice is to reject the own soul of cosmic expression.

It starves. It cries. It pleads. It struggles. It fights to survive, only for it to fall on deaf ears. 

Despite knowing that most arrows shot in the dark have never fully lit the night skies, it is more important to love the crafting of the bow and arrows to be enough to light the stars that shine into your eyes. I know most may go back into normality and continue to consume and enjoy what is given, as will I; but I leave this for anyone who will break the chains of unwavering complacency, not in spite or contrary, but the simple indomitable human love that is the craft of purpose.

Do not break one's own hammer for the fear of rejection or complacency of consumption; For we are, in spirit, gifts of the Eternal Flame who bring unique values to light up the of others to share for the simple joys of the craft. That is what it means to love.

With this truth, we will all make it...


For the Love of the Craft

Una noche, frente al mar y bajo la luna llena, me tocó una melodía que me recordó a ese viejo tema mío. Me miró, sonrió y susurró: '¿Por qué no lo compartes con el mundo?' Así nació 'Arpeggio'.

Arpeggio

Japnese Music Composer 
Founder at ToMo-Reflection Secret Sound

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