So calm, creating a postive state of mind....feels good from the start of the track 🎶🙃

Tolle Akkord- und Melodiewahl bringt einen total runter

Very very beautiful and innocent, nicely composed!

Sehr schön wie die Texturen einfach fließen , perfekt passend zum Titel / dem Bild , sehr gute Arbeit !

気怠く車を走らせる
流れてくる景色は
少しずつ白くなる

誰もかも
外には無関心で
静かに時が経つのを
ただ待つだけ
ただ待つだけ

ここは皆が思うほど
良い所じゃない

黒い翼は
瞬く間に
遥か彼方へ

狭間の地

I passed an old man on the side of the street and everybody passed him by. I went over to where he lay and he began to Cry. He said to me " I once was a young man, i had a house i had a Car, but i had a lot of trouble, i found the answer in a Bar, now nobody wants me they say I'm a liar and I'm a Cheat, now my life is juts this bottle and my home is on the street. They say we are all only 2 pay checks away from Homelessness....

Written, performed and produced by: Johnny Mc Farlane Oct 2022

What Kind of People have we Become?

Driving by a cupcake shop after hours, I witnessed a horde of rats devouring a stack of cupcakes left out in their trash. I said, "Cupcake Rats...that sounds like a pop punk band!" And, with an assist on lyrics from my brah Roger Vaughn...on the vocals from an incredible StudioPros vocalist...and on the mix from our buddy Peter Pope...a delightfully silly confection was born. I'm playing all instruments, and cut the drum loops.
LYRICS
Cupcake Rats, masters of the night
A sticky-sweet blight on polite society
Cupcake Rats

In the alley, they're on a mission
Sugar-starved rats near Cupcake Kitchen
In the moonlight, a shinny vision
Castaway cakes some bum has pissed in
Scurry, scurry, in a hurry
A seedy feeding frenzy, furry ball of fury
Chocolate icing, so enticing
A gutter buttercream dream in food porn lighting

When we're sleeping, rats are feasting
Cupcake Rats, masters of the night
A sticky-sweet blight on polite society
Yeah, that's right, Cupcake Rats
I know you saw that rodentia, didntcha?
Cupcake Rats!!

The air is grimy, slimy smells
Putrid sewer steam, swirled with sea salted caramel
Loaded pistols, assorted sprinkles
Slashing, gnashing teeth--all intermingled
Teaming vermin are a-squirming
Mangled angel food cake, squeaky rat sermons
Be sympathetic, it's pathetic
Most of those rats are Type II diabetic
CHORUS
GUITAR SOLO
CHORUS

Cupcake Rats (Silly Lyrics in Description)

I composed this neat little piece as a soundtrack to this video:
https://youtu.be/6vrsqHQIfHQ
This august I had a fantastic holiday in Denmark. I was able to get some nice drone shots of the beach and I wanted the soundtrack to transport the relaxed and calm feeling which me and my family had at this place.

Coast Of Årgab

The title "Ballad for Alma" reminded me of an episode in the Book of Mormon, where the son of a presiding high priest went among the people, telling them to disbelief his father. Here I imagined what could be the father thoughts, with a small meditation on the nature of hope, faith, and charity.

BALLAD FOR ALMA

No one wants to be alone,
either in bliss or sorrow.
Angels above invite.
Demons from hell entice.

In the great fight for the souls
you chose to disbelieve it all,
join the skeptics, praise  the world,
delighted to play with fire.

Still I hope you'll come back home.
Hope is belief and desire.
New hearts are given to some.
Beliefs are our choice alone.

And then there's faith.
Faith is more than wishfull thinking.
Faith is hope with revelation
from the subtle mighty voice
that can burn, but cannot lie.

Thus I trust that voice to warn you.
Then you'll see and then you'll cry.
From the deepness of despair,
in the dire and lonely night,
all will seem beyond repair.
But what I told you will come to mind.
And then you'll remember the name you should call,
and it's going to be allright.

There's no charity in darkness:
It's a feature of the light.
Demons from hell entice,
but love will always invite.

Ballad For Alma JFC (Based on Neno J. guitar piece)

Homesick

Original Song 
Lyrics
There's a faded picture hanging on my wall just like it did in my parent’s house before
As a child, the faces called from it so fearlessly their colors vibrant and true
Oh but time takes its toll even colors grow old
But their fearlessness still comes shining through

Faded Glory, Faded Glory, Faded Glory filled with Grace 
Faded Glory, leaves behind what time cannot erase
Fade Glory,  Faded Glory, Faded Glory worn with Grace

Don’t surrender to the doubts that come in the night and say you have no more gifts to give
What you have is far more beautiful than you know even though touched by years
Cos dreams dulled by light can still be called on to shine
to yield the promise of why we’re here

Faded Glory, Faded Glory, Faded Glory filled with Grace 
Faded Glory, leaves behind what time cannot erase
Fade Glory,  Faded Glory, Faded Glory worn with Grace

Let’s light as many fires as we can 
So we can warm as many hands as we are able

Faded Glory, Faded Glory, Faded Glory filled with Grace 
Faded Glory, leaves behind what time cannot erase
Fade Glory,  Faded Glory, Faded Glory worn with Grace

Faded Glory

Music Video: https://youtu.be/Ii_itHSinRU

Beneath The Tides

A song for a very special person...this one knows about it.

Happy birthday 🌹😍❤️

https://youtu.be/sxa45U2Bzt4 LISTEN to the Video 😁

🎞️ Video

Silver Pearl

Just a simple pop song 😊

Free download if you like it.

Main vocal by Omar (Ghosthack)

Thank you for listening ♥

Sleeping Alone

I woke up today with the germ of this idea in my head, and I spent the day developing it enough to present it here in this fledgling form. I'll see where I go with it in the coming days and weeks, but the first thing I felt about it was somehow existential.

The death of my father will always leave my world a little different, but I keep turning my eyes forward and upward as well as I can. Life is an endless river of questions and, I guess, not many answers sail it. The pursuit of truth, they say, is more important than the truth itself.

In any event, maybe the most common question most people grapple with is "Who am I?" We have a profound need for meaning and purpose. But as circumstances change, and life changes, our perspectives change. Who we are is challenged. Our purpose, if we know it to begin with, is redefined. So perhaps the real question we keep asking as we hit these difficult milestones is "Who will I be now?" I know it is for me.

𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐃
June 22, 2024

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓
Recorded directly to SONY stereo MiniDisc deck via Alesis QUADRAVERB Plus reverb unit

𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐏𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓
Audacity® Cross-Platform Sound Editor

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒
Roland JV-30 Synthesizer
(𝘑𝘢𝘻𝘻 𝘎𝘵. / 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘗𝘢𝘥)

© 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐑𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐤𝐞 | 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜

Who Will I Be Now?

Hi, I'm Torben Fugger, a composer from Koblenz (Germany) who focuses primarily on cinematic orchestral music. In my pieces, which often fall into the adventure or fantasy genre, I attach great importance to strong and catchy melodies and an emotional impact.

I think that the many years of listening to Johns Williams music on my Walkman while delivering newspapers in my youth have left their mark. As did the countless hours of exposure to the music of Howard Shore, Hans Zimmer and Michael Kamen. To put it briefly: I'm a film music nerd and you can definitely hear that in my own music.

Coast Of Årgab

Torben Fugger

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