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"Silent Prayer" is a 3:09 orchestral track that masterfully blends unique instrumental timbres to create a reflective and comforting ambiance. The piece begins with evocative vocal pedals and tremolo effects, setting a contemplative tone. A plucked cello introduces a walking bass line, adding a grounding rhythmic element. Sparse yet gentle cymbal rhythms and playful piano notes interweave, creating a tapestry of serene sound, further enriched by the addition of an organ midway. Marching snares add an abstract, yet reassuring layer to the composition. Ideal for a wide range of uses, from narrative documentaries and video games to podcasts, "Silent Prayer" serves as an excellent sync or voice-over backdrop, providing a subtly dynamic and emotionally resonant atmosphere without overwhelming the narrative focus.

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Silent Prayer

Another Collab,from David Wurden music art and video,Gary Hayward lyrics and vocals.The song is about on our journey of life sometimes we find ourselves far away from those who are really important to us,also enjoy he video https://youtu.be/9Ei3rS0ZoWM

Half A World Away

Lyrics by Pierrot B.
Music by Alexander A.(Guitar, Mainvocals), Alina D. (Guitar, Backvocals), Pierrot B.(Bass, Mainvocals)and Erik M.(Drums, Backvocals)

Produced by Lex Malone

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I've been drinking, all night long,
Look for answers, what went wrong.
There was an old man who sat right next to me,
He haven't said a word, it was the perfect company, and I thought,

[Pre-Chorus 1]
One more drink, okay, it's the last,
But I still haven't found the answers on the bottom of my glass!

[Chorus 1]
Sleepless nights, and empty dreams,
Forgotten heroes, and painful memories,
Burned flowers, pretended self-esteem,
The madness I call my life!

[Verse 2]
In the morning, I open my eyes,
Still confused and paralyzed,
I can't remember, it's like a disease,
To remind just one little piece of my memories.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I've seen a lot of fights, and women in my bed,
But the reason to get up in the morning I still haven't found yet!

[Chorus 2]
I am calling but no one seems to hear,
The demons in my head, they won't disappear,
Like an outcast of an island full of pain,
The uncertainty between sane and insane!

[Bridge]
Shallow water, a fragile heart,
Painful awakenings, a life full of doubt,
You broke my heart, and stole my smile,
Raped my soul, and taught me to cry!

[Chorus 3]
I am falling, but never hit the ground,
The mess where I'm in, I only want out,
All these rejections, but I don't give a shit,
'Cause life goes on, and on, and on!

Melankoholic

Pista instrumental con la guitarra llevando la melodia instrumental- 

El Tiempo de Mañana

"Song of the Open Road" is a poem by Walt Whitman from his 1856 collection “Leaves of Grass”. It has 15 sections, each with 3-4 stanzas. For the lyrics of the song that I have composed, I have chosen the most famous of these sections, which is the first. At the end of this introduction I have attached the lyrics of this section.

The intention has been to compose a small song to continue delving into the use of the singing voice synthesis software, Vocaloid. Since this software only sings in the English language (which is not one of my usual languages) I thought that it might be interesting to use a poem by an author of that language as a text and I decided on this American poet.

On the other hand, the most important issue in the harmonic-melodic aspect has been that I have considered it as an exercise in Modal Harmony. I have used a different mode for each of the stanzas of the poem and in this order: Phrygian, Dorian, Mixolydian and Lydian. It is an order that fulfills the elementary principle of going from less to more musical "brightness." I have also dispensed with the Ionian and Aeolian modes to get away from the tonal environment and enhance the modal color. In the use of each of these modes I have introduced a "strange" note, that is, it does not belong to the scale of the mode. In all cases this note is the one that corresponds to a semitone lower than the base note of the scale of the mode; it is also located in the last position of the melody of each stanza, closing it and coincides with the first note of the following stanza, but in this case it is not strange, on the contrary, it coincides with the characteristic note of the new mode. This is the way the different modes are chained together.

I attach the lyrics of the poem to facilitate your understanding: 


Song of the Open Road

Afoot and light hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.

Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.

The earth, that is sufficient,
I do not want the constellations any nearer,
I know they are very well where they are,
I know they suffice for those who belong to them.

(Still here I carry my old delicious burdens,
I carry them, men and women, I carry them with me wherever I go,
I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,
I am fill’d with them, and I will fill them in return.)




Esta introducción en castellano:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1OqX5rUbuEkHBFP8MlUnpJfH2LaJIynP9/view?usp=sharing

Aquesta introducció en català:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1fKxXa2Ms5qZES9MdmYOnRT3894_cdC2r/view?usp=sharing

Song Of The Open Road

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Spring And Autumn Leaves

"19th. Degree Blues" (Jack Miller) [05.06.24]
Counting Coup
(c) 2024 Cenote Music

19th. Degree Blues [05.06.24]

LYRICS - 

Picking pieces of my brain, outta my bloody nose. 
I think there's fent in my cocaine, but i don't really wanna know.

She said I'm leaving, and don't give me a call.
...but my face is pressed up to the phone 
and I'm humming with the dial tone. 

Living life for others, and spending hundred dollar bills.
I want a new life so damn bad but it's something I don't wanna build.

I've been not eating, and texting old friends from school,
but my number's blocked or they moved on,
either way I'll say it's cool.

You don't know what it's like.
Sleeping alone
Laying there in the dark. 
Cold and alone. 

I still remember how you tasted,
before my mouth went numb. 

I'm not ignorant or blind,
baby, I'm just coked. 


Living out of hotels,
locking every door. 

My truck smells like cigarettes
with ashes on the floor.

Going back to rehab to try and settle down.
Then falling in and out of love with a girl from another town.

Baby, turn and run while you still can,
cause I'll break your pretty heart.

Then mend it all back together,
just to tear it all back apart.

I lost you, I lost myself.
Somewhere in the park. 

Maybe someday I'll find that one
to follow me into the dark.

Coked

Shaun Doyle's music is a unique blend of clean, warm, and colorful tones that compliment the meditative, nourishing, and soulful quality of his voice. Musically multifaceted and a natural storyteller in his lyrics, Shaun's music is in a genre of its own. His sound reflects both folk & indie rock, and encompasses a new sound.

Spring And Autumn Leaves

Shaun Doyle

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