composition rich in sound events united in a unique rhythm! beautiful creation!

This back and forth between electronic rythms and experimentation is interesting

super ! c'est prenant et imprévisible bravo ! 

Vraiment excellent !! Et chamanique avec ça !! Bravo !

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Just a track about being playful with your mind.

Meditating in a dream

I made a summer song. I compose uniquely like myself, with plenty of glitches and modulation. Please enjoy the dance scene of the bewitching female demon world.

Midsummer night. Feast of the bewitching demon world (215)

eyes of the aspen trees

(SoundCloud Exclusive)

I have gotten permission from GrevusAnjl to make this version downloadable here as well, so feel free to grab the file if you like it.

When I read the beautiful description accompanying this amazing song I really wished it was part of the music itself, and eventually realised I could do it because the creators GrevusAnjl (Justin, @grevusanjl, https://grevusanjl.bandcamp.com) and Jo (@minimal_drone_grl, minimaldronegrl.bandcamp.com/) allowed remixes.

Original song link: https://soundcloud.com/grevusanjl/floras-beautiful-dream-minimal_dronegrl-grevusanjl

I read their story aloud:

The first signs of morning sunlight appear above the mountain’s rock covered peaks, as the Earth spins us around to witness the brilliance of another new day. Bright rays shine visibly through the morning mist, and dewdrops sparkle like diamonds among the tree leaves as the valley below slowly fills with warmth and light.

Flora watches from her vantage point high above; witnessing her friends in the forest come alive to greet another day; and the people in the city streets down in the valley below come alive to serve another day. She’s watched this dance for many years; the forest remaining peaceful in its ancient perfection; the people below growing ever more unsatisfied as they strive for an illusionary and strangely unattainable perfection of their own.

This idea might sound sad to you and I. But over the years she has also seen miracles occur among us. From her vantage point she sees us like fields of energy; and the majority of that energy looks rather stagnant and mucky, like cesspools of unmoving water, unaware of the renewing stream we have been cut off from. But once in a while, an explosion of light energy will burst outward from a single house or apartment building, as someone becomes disenfranchised from their false identity, and their hearts open up to new ideas for the first time.

Surprisingly, these changes often occur after great loss. And she suspects this is due to the fragility of our illusion. She sees how lost we all are in these roles and characters we have built for ourselves, and she sees how quickly that false identity can shatter when we lose the things we prioritized the most. The loss of a relationship or loved one, a terminal illness in the body, the end of a career, a complete collapse in financial stability… when we lose the things we thought mattered most to us, some of us experience a miraculous opportunity for awakening to the truth that we were never those things to begin with.

Flora lovingly watches the majority of us grow more sickly and stagnant with time. And she never loses hope… because every evening, she has the same beautiful dream.

In her mind, the first signs of morning sunlight appear above the mountain’s rock covered peaks, as the Earth spins us around to witness the brilliance of another new day. Bright rays shine visibly through the morning mist, and dewdrops sparkle like diamonds among the tree leaves as the valley slowly fills with warmth and light.

But even brighter still are the explosions of light energy bathing the valley down below. After so many truly dark nights, many of us finally wake up the next morning to discover we were never all the things we lost in the night. In fact, we are something much larger. And as our energy explodes out, and the laws of attraction take hold, these simultaneous bursts prove to be strong and frequent enough to cause a chain reaction… and the whole valley lights up brighter than the sun itself.

We have finally realized we are simply conscious life, and nothing more. And in our new found freedom from identity, we all begin again.

Flora slumbers peacefully, knowing full well… this dream will some day come true.

Flora's Beautiful Dream by GrevusAnjl & Minimal_Drone*GRL, Narrated by Masha Solo

Good Jokes In Bad Places

Inspired by Eloy and Yes, this is my first finalized song of the year. It wouldn't be possible without Blessed Studio, Indonesia. More info soon.

Words and Music by Adam Majdecki-Janicki.
Arrangement and Production by Blessed Studio, Indonesia.

Look around
What you see
It is quite another view
What you are
What you'll be
It's the mystery of you

You don't know
Try to find
But you'll never know the truth
There's a lock
On your heart
If you tear this lock apart

You will see
The daybreak rainbows
Waiting for
Showers of your rain
You are not insane
You are not insane
You are not insane

No

Pedestals of greatest minds caught in acid blast
Temples crumble, masses rumble to the Neverlast
Storm is coming, hide you child in your endless dream
Reality is a monster, it ain't what it seems

Crash you down and paint you gray, that's what she would do
But reality is over now, the dream belongs to you
A better life inside your mind, learn to make it real
Heal the masses, let them see, let them live and feel

Someday
I'll find a light there
Inside my soul so blue
I'll find a path that's true
I'll tramp it all the way

Slowly
I'll step inside this
Door to ancient light
Forget the concrete night
And follow to the day

Maybe
You will follow
And you will go my way
All pain will go astray
And we will be as one

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