Coming together...  Brian "Red" Moore, master engineer and musician brought some GREAT ideas!!

You feel you're always on the run
Though the day has just begun
I know I know

Always burning candlelight
Working late into the night
I know I know

It's very hard to understand
All the stress and those demands
I know I know I know

The future is the thing you plan
Take a look at the other hand
You work too hard just so you can
Find your place in the promised land
I know I know

Even when they're in plain sight
Many things don't work out right
You find it hard to sleep at night
You forgot to kill the lights
I know I know

Work so hard about to drop
You feel as though your head will pop
I know I know

Working hard with all your might
Never giving up the fight
I know I know

Feel the need for a place to be
Maybe a little sympathy
I know I know I know

Move on up the ladder then
Wonder if it ever ends
Try so hard not to pretend
Now its time to start again
I know I know

Whoever said this would be fun
Must be sleeping in the sun
I know I know I know

Why don't you just catch that train?
Grab a seat and ease the pain
I know I know

Figure out which road you're on
Give yourself a simple song
I know I know

Take a stand and draw the line
Everything will work out fine
I know I know

Future is the thing you plan
Take a look at the other hand
You work too hard just so you can
Find your place in the promised land
I know I know

You know this stop has just begun
Take some time and have some fun
Before you really come undone
Find that really special one
You know You know

Even when they're in plain sight
Many things don't work out right
You find it hard to sleep at night
You forgot to kill the lights
I know I know

Even when they're in plain sight
Many things don't work out right
You find it hard to sleep at night
You forgot to kill the lights
I know I know

Plain Sight - Feat. Brian "Red" Moore

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Electronic music artist & producer


Dance & EDM, Electronic, Hip Hop, Pop, Rock
I like to work on different music genres and mix them up

I was born in 1983 in Västervik, Sweden. I got early inspiration from my very talented older brother “M Stage” to play keyboard. Since then I compose and produce music in different genres with both hard- and software. I'm influenced by all kinds of music, including soundtracks from movies and games. My ambition is to create dynamic songs with melodies that catch your mind for health.

Robert E Flynn III is a software-developer, author and musician from San Antonio, TX. He is living with his beautiful fiancé, Claudia, whose delightful, positive outlook on life has given him the motivation to finish this work. He has two wonderful children, Caitlin and Zachary, who are grown and exploring their own fantastic lives. He has spent his entire life pursuing creative endeavors. Music was his first love and still is, and writing was always part of his life. 
Robert lived in Austin, Texas for many years and was part of the music scene in the city during that time. He was a member of several bands during those days and tremendously enjoyed playing live in many venues in the music rich area. Music is a great example of our creativity, which speaks to the Creation of all things. He also lived in Denver, Colorado for several years when his children were young and then relocated back to San Antonio, Texas to be close to family.
Night of the Living Dead was recorded at Salmon Peak Studio in San Antonio, Texas.  Mark Sinko acted as the recording engineer and also contributed a guitar part on the song.  Robert Flynn’s longest friend, Brian “Red” Moore played bass on the track as well.  Brian is the lead recording engineer at Q Productions in Corpus Christi, Texas. Q Productions is owned by the famous music artist, Selena Quintanilla-Pérez’s father.  Brian also plays bass and sings on most of the tracks I currently have on Soundcloud.  In addition to Brian, other contributors and long time friends are on these recordings also.  Jerry Bazil, from Michigan, plays drums on several tracks. Bobby Lancaster, from Texas, plays drums on several tracks as well.  Also, Joe Mota, from Texas,  plays keyboards on several tracks (Sadly, Joe is no longer with us, but he was a genius in many ways musically and an inspiration to me). 
I play keyboards, guitar, drums and vocals throughout these tracks.

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OTK is an Italian DJ and producer active since 2010.

After immersing himself in London’s underground Drum and Bass scene, he developed a powerful and distinctive sound.

Later, in Milan, he earned a master’s degree in music production, sound design, and sound engineering , refining his sonic identity.

Today, OTK focuses on techno and drum and bass, crafting DJ sets that unfold like musical stories: hypnotic progressions, aggressive basslines, and moments of tension exploding into pure collective release.
His name, short for Outbreak, embodies his mission: to spark a true sound revolution.

With little to no experience of making music before Summer 2020, Stopyral armed nothing more with an iPad, imagination and desire decided to experiment in creating sound textures & blending beats in a variety of interesting & unique ways. 
 
With over 140k plays on SoundCloud since January 2021 and hitting the top 20 RepostExchange Underground Charts on a consistent basis suggests this was not a bad idea after all😉
 
If you like what you hear - feel free to follow me on the links below:

Production/Disc Jockey 🎹 Dance Music
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São Paulo Brazil @gmafiarecords

Kik Science is a bass-driven music project blending elements of progressive electronic experimentation. Known for its deep, immersive soundscapes and heavy beats, Kik Science takes listeners on an auditory journey through atmospheric textures and cutting-edge rhythms. Each track & dj set showcases a balance of intensity and precision, capturing the essence of the underground electronic scene.

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Thorne’s voice was steady—too steady.
“The Coranthium is volatile, yes—but only when mishandled. What I carry isn’t just ore, it’s coded. Locked. A failsafe keyed to my biometrics. Kill me, and it destabilizes. Try to force it open, and… well, you’ll see how quickly your ranks scatter.”

A low murmur passed through the Vantoth squad stationed in the dimly lit airlock. The boarding party had spread just inside the corridor of Thorne’s own ship, armor-clad and motionless. The leader stood at the center, unmoved but alert. Neon saw it—the shift in tension, the split-second hesitation behind the visor.

“You expect me to believe that?” the leader asked, voice tight with scrutiny.

Thorne shrugged. “Believe what you want. But you’ve tracked us this far. You know what I’m capable of. You didn’t come aboard to call my bluff—you came to make sure I don’t activate the cascade.”

He was lying. Neon knew it. There was no cascade. But he sold it flat, clinical, like the countdown had already begun. Her heart pounded. If this fell apart, there was no backup.

The leader raised a hand, halting his squad. “Let’s say I do believe you. What do you want?”

“Safe passage,” Thorne said. “A corridor out. No pursuit. In exchange, you get the coordinates of a second Coranthium source—twice as pure, half as unstable.”

A long silence. Then a scoff. “You lie well, Thorne.”

“I lie exactly as well as I need to.”

The leader’s gaze shifted again to Neon. “And her?”

Before Thorne could reply, Neon stepped forward. “I’m the failsafe,” she said coldly. “You take him, I trigger it. Separate us, it activates. You want Coranthium? You play by our terms.”

The corridor tensed. For one breathless moment, time held still.

Then it came—the signal. A soft chime, almost indistinct, like a glass bell struck far away.

Thorne’s signal.

Neon didn’t hesitate. Her fingers found the decoy vial hidden in her sleeve. She snapped the cap and threw it hard against the floor between the nearest Vantoth soldiers. A burst of smoke erupted—thick, acrid, blinding.

“Run!” Thorne shouted, grabbing her wrist.

They bolted down the narrow corridor of their ship, smoke trailing like ghosts behind them. The Vantoth shouted in confusion. One pulse round seared overhead, but they didn’t slow down.

Thorne swerved toward the helm. Neon slammed the inner bulkhead panel as they passed, re-engaging emergency lockdown. The door sealed behind them with a hiss.

In the cockpit, the stars were already shifting.

“Are we clear of the tractor beam?” Neon gasped.

“Almost,” Thorne muttered, fingers dancing across controls. “Hold on—”

The ship lurched. A final tug, then freedom. The stars stretched, blurred, and then they were gone—into driftspace.

Neon leaned against the wall, chest heaving. “You said I’d know the signal.”

Thorne grinned without looking. “You did.”

“And if I’d missed it?”

“I had a backup plan.”

“Oh yeah? What was that?”

He didn’t answer.

Neon turned away, heart still racing. They were off the Vantoth grip—for now. But Mystica wasn’t finished with them yet. And neither was he.

She was starting to believe him.

And that was what scared her most.