An unrecognized answer appears, for a question yet to be encountered . . . 
For the first 3 minutes, a mystic "something" is queried, then at 3:07, launches into its tribal roots . . . but alas, the quest reemerges at 5:20

Answer Without A Question

I'm a secret funkmaster, I love the funk.

The light way

ECLIPSE

Abandonment and the end of a relationship are serious changes in a life. Here I deal with it and try to describe the suffering with some metaphors. Really sad.
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Verlassen zu werden und das Ende einer Beziehung sind schwere Einschnitte in einem Leben. Hier gehe ich damit um und versuche mit einigen Methaphern das leid zu beschreiben. Echt traurig.


All the crowd has gone it´s the end of the show

THE END OF THE SHOW

instrumental: @play with a polyend tracker

deep down

Cocoa

Paradise

Something in the air

Haroeris

and I know them,

And Hadoram, and Uzal, and Diklah,

Synthoid Sounds, an ever evolving compilation of tracks spawned from the synth lab incubator . . . 
emergent soundscapes, beats and rhythms, motifs and melodies, manifest from this uncharted terrain of synthoid encountered experiences.  

Much of this has been for sci-fi & technosynth related podcasts and content, various published media.
The range also encompasses Techbeat, Liquid, Ambient, Indie Dance, Atmospheric . . .
Some of these tracks describe a story or scenario, a series of vignettes rendered into an expressive form.  
In days of yore, a vinyl album had been produced and distributed

Formerly from a scientific / tech development background, in academia and private sectors.

For many years, I spent endless hours designing and building my own synth engines (formerly an engineer with one of the Lucas Films spinoffs).  Now I spend endless hours creating presets, soundscapes and compositions in my ever evolving synth lab, spawning tracks from the incubator . . . and mystifying the neighbors in the pre-dawn hours.
https://www.synthoidsounds.com/