Progressive Tech House

This is the Full Effect Band from Harrisburg, PA.  Tone-B (Guitar), Aaron Hughes (Bass), Jimmie Harris (Keyboard), Sterling Ingraham (Drums), Harry Miller (Sax), various trumpet players, Greg Wolfgang (Vocals), Bob Wolfgang (Vocals), Jeff Falcone (Vocals).

Tone-B Various Band Rehearsals 2000.  Always and Forever (Cover Song).  Full Effect Band

A minimal, loop-based lament in memory of a lost stray cat - a gentle soul who offered daily affection and silent companionship.

Through slow-building textures and melancholic harmonies, this track mourns without words.

A fragile yet dignified piece, ideal for reflective, emotional scenes or moments of loss in visual storytelling.


Loss... Tenderness... Silence...

The Cuddly Stray Is Dead

This song was composed during an Artist Residency with the Fredericton Arts Alliance. It's a song about the inner fire of life, transformation, and growth.

Something in the Sun

New Synthwave Composition in E Minor

https://youtu.be/z9swmSw2trA

7/7 七夕 
July 7th star festival

lights in the sky

Viking Viken

👉Track grows with every bar, stacking intensity until it explodes💣
What begins raw turns massive🚀

It’s a daydream’s price tag
left behind – no cares, busy kick-flippin
Lunchbox crown on a jet-lag stag
card tricks spill while the crowd keeps sippin
Got a coin-flip swagger on a Tuesday frame
spit barcodes ‘til the cash looks tame
Basslines for parking fines
mark my words in the subway signs

Polished fork in a shoebox crown
grinning at the law while the law looks down
Half-smile killer with a boarding pass
Sniper…smile…Police…–hit your class
Slide in the room like a glass full of thunder
Credit card cut, still I’m cashin’ that wonder
Bootleg saints in a moonlit van
With a cigarette glow and a one-hand plan
You took my go, you took my flo
And on Christmas you took my snow – what the hell is wrong with you?
-He’s wild
Bass light dads in the folding chairs
telling ghost stories ‘bout the wrong bass snares
“You keep that low end out my yard
or I’ll tax your kicks like a credit card
 
Why you walk like that?  
‘Cause the ground’s afraid of me, babe  
Why you talk like that?  
‘Cause the words just beg to misbehave  
But I keep drums loud in a paper-thin hall
make the wallpaper sweat ‘til the portraits fall
Sugarcoat venom in a handshake scheme
flip that script like a vending machine

Bass light dads in the back of the lot  
Turn it down – you know what you got 
I said no, I said no, I said I run this show  
Bass light dads gonna let it all blow  
Bass Light Dads – can’t turn me down
Kick so deep it’ll shake your town
Sniper smile Police–eyes on the crown
Every beat I drop’s like a four-ton pound

Then Dreymond Green say
Sit the fuck down, son – I got a story to tell 
It’s a long one, you might be old before we’re done as well  
G is for Green – and ya’ll know what that mean  
He has no wish to be seen… unless he’s on the scene  

Shot his own pet alligator in the yard last week  

So, Six million pizzas to bake, hence a rush, need more ovens
Kanye nods-agrees, now play that beat
An aligator down in backyard, dogs fell, rumors of humans too
Dinsdale Piranha cameo drop–whispers in shadows 
-you must be new in the hood
I got jailhouse manners in a limousine mood
pocket full of rumors and a fork for food
I’m the landlord’s landlord, rent in reverse
charge you for breathing and bill you for thirst
Crosswalk outlaw with a frostbite tongue
make a grown man run when the beat gets swung

Why you walk like that?  
‘Cause the ground’s afraid of me, babe  
Why you talk like that? 
‘Cause the words just beg to misbehave  
But I keep drums loud in a paper-thin hall
bitch please, her dance break knees, with ease 
like the dancing Israelis
Flip that script like a vending machine
Tie clip sharp like a crowbar smile in a concrete dive
Sniper…Smile…Police-shadowing every mile
Bass light dads on the back porch glare
but I blow their caps off with the kick right there

Turn it down–you know what you got
I said no, I said no, I said I run this show  
Bass light dads gonna let it all blow  
Bass Light Dads–can’t turn me down
Kick so deep it’ll shake your town
Sniper-smile-Police–eyes on the crown
Every beat I drop’s like a four-ton pound

Run your whole block like a crossword clue
and the answer’s always just don’t be you

Sniper Smile Police–better grin real wide  
Sniper stale police – you can’t run, can’t hide  
They’ll summon your face like a late-night sin  
Catch you stone-faced, and the board go in  
Fold that map ‘cause I win the streets
turn left twice just to meet my beats

I’m the madest page missing in a holy book
got the preacher’s car keys and a the party look
Run my hands through the skyline’s hair
while the city screams back, you don’t live here
 I’ll paint your shadow on a billboard sign
then sell it back twice just to make it mine

Bass Light Dads – can’t turn me down
Kick so deep it’ll shake your town
SNIPER-SMILE-POLICE–never backing down
Every beat I drop’s like a four-ton pound

Dinsdale Piranha

awesome vocals by

https://soundcloud.com/dnag3

Dusk

Tears

Another piece of film music, about the end, built around a little guitar melody that I somehow had in mind. Enjoy listening!

creepy creek "falleciendo"

Will I be lucky enough to get a publishing deal with BMG?

My name is Davide, born in 1978.

I started studying classical music at 10, graduated in theory and solfeggio, then moved on to explore other musical worlds.

I began composing as a teenager using Protracker on the legendary Amiga 600hd.

Since then, i've never stopped.


I write mostly instrumental music ( from intimate piano sketches to progressive synth tracks ) oftend with dark harmonies and cinematic moods.


I've balanced creative work with side jobs, always chasing the dream of living off my music.

Now, with over 80 original tracks ready, i'm seeking a collaboration with music publishers and sync professionals.

The Cuddly Stray Is Dead

Bislo