Whispers of Peter echo through clouds and memory, where childhood never truly fades, it just flies. This is a dreamscape stitched in Russian poetry, longing, and shadowed stars. 🕯️🌌🪽 For anyone who once believed in magic… and still aches when they remember why they stopped.  And if you see me crying into a cup of tea while staring longingly at the second star to the right, mind your business. The cup might be sentient ☕🌠🧚‍♀️

Ой, у гаю при Дунаю

🎹 Tarnish
Time doesn’t always rust metal.
Sometimes it rusts people.
This track drifts through helpless love, broken rhythms, and the silent fight to hold on.
A voice speaks, but can’t save.
It can only stay.
But a father’s love for his daughter never breaks.
It just waits.
Fights to the bitter end.

🎼 Monologue:

She used to shine…
but now I see her fading.

Not because of time…
but because someone made her believe she’s nothing.

And I can’t fix it.
I can’t protect her.

All I do is watch.
Watch the light go dull…
and feel this silence scream inside me.

I want to fight him.
Shake her awake.

But I’m just…
standing in the dark…
holding all this fury,
with nowhere to put it.

She doesn’t see herself anymore.
Just his voice… echoing in her mind.

Every mirror shows his lies.
Every doubt – planted.

And I…
I remember who she was.
Before the fear. Before he rewrote her.

I want to reach in.
Pull her out.

But she won’t take my hand.

So I wait.
I stay close.
Even when she turns away.

Because love…
love doesn’t tarnish.
It just… holds on.
Even in the dark.

I don’t know what to do anymore.
I talk, but she doesn’t hear me.

I try to stay calm,
but inside I’m breaking.

Every day she fades a little more.
And I watch.

I watch her believe his words.
Not mine.

I feel useless.
Like shouting underwater.

I would give anything…
anything
to trade places.

But I can’t.

I just… sit with this weight
and hope she finds herself
before it’s too late.

But only time will tell.

Tarnish

This track was created purely by accident, inspired by a vibe I was feeling. While working with my drum machine, I was editing and slicing up my own samples when I inadvertently chopped up and rearranged a powerful bass line. I was also manipulating and recording some synth sounds, looping them, and managed to create a nice mix. I recorded a one-minute video jamming to it and became instantly hooked. Not wanting to lose the vibe, I quickly opened Logic and started recording directly to the master track. 

I listened to the recording the next morning and still liked it, so now I’m excited to share it with you. I'm new to sampling and don’t usually create drum and bass or break beats, but I tried to stay true to the genre while keeping the song ever-evolving for the listener. While bouncing this jam, I had a vivid memory unlocked in my mind from my younger days. A friend and I were driving home on a cold night after a jazz basketball game. A thick fog blanketed the valley, creating an eerie yet beautiful atmosphere. We could barely see on the freeway as the fog enveloped the lampposts, making everything look hyper-futuristic. In the other lane, we could see sirens flashing by. We were in awe of the scene and talked about it while making it home safely. This song captures that vibe perfectly.

Sirens in the Fog

Push Me Lord

Undulate

“You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“Cancer is a word, not a sentence.”
― John Diamond: Journalist and commentator

A song inspired by a phrase that popped out of my oldest granddaughter's mouth, and which subsequently became the title; and by the recent death of an old school friend. He is the first of that particular group of friends to pass away, which no doubt forces those friends still alive to face up to their own mortality. This is my response . . .

Lyrics:
I hear her weeping when she thinks that I am fast asleep
That’s when I know she’s hurting, although it’s hidden deep
In some ways I’m better off than her as drugs, drugs can mask my pain
You see, I’m like a long-running TV show they won’t renew again
I heard somewhere there’s many ways to live within a tragedy
I’m praying to whatever god there is, it’s not some fallacy

I’ve never been called sexy, no one’s ever said I’m cool
I’ve always been the shortest; to be accepted, sometimes I’d play the fool
I remember us lads, drinking pint after pint, way back, way back in our youthful days
I love to reminisce with you and laugh at our wild & drunken ways
The wife is calling out to me that I should really, really try to eat
I swallow some, but all I taste is metal … and defeat

It’s been so long since we spoke to each other, I wish, I wish that I could stay
I’d love to reminisce with you & laugh at those crazy, long-gone days
But I can barely speak right now, I’m bombed out up to the eyes
So, phone me back tomorrow, just hope I’m still alive!
credits

from One Singer Left to Mourn, track released May 31, 2025
Music, lyrics & vocals: Michael Sellers
Guitars & bass; keyboards; percussion: Sergio Aguilar
Bugle: Franklyn Brooks
Production, musical arrangement, mixing & mastering: Sergio Aguilar
Cover design: Michael Sellers
Track cover photo: Image by Roman Ska from Pexels

One Singer Left to Mourn

The Taste of Metal & Defeat

Lilies are blooming without us here

Inspired by Middle Eastern musical type, I tried to combine it with the New Age genre.
Hope you Enjoy :)

mix & mastering by @amin-pishehvar

original release 2018, SIAMAK

Mirage

 Lyrics
Records

 lyrics

When you lose the one you love the most
My insides burn, burn, burn, burn
I've lost you too, now I cry

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn ah
My insides burn, burn, burn, burn
My soul burns, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn ah
My insides burn, burn, burn, burn ah
My soul burns, burn, burn, burn

I couldn't get used to your longing
I couldn't make peace with my fight inside
Happiness flew away, I couldn't reunite

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn ah
My insides burn, burn, burn, burn
My soul burns, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn

My insides burn, burn, burn

My insides burn It burns, it burns, it burns, it burns ah 
My heart burns, burns, burns, burns 
My soul burns, burns, burns, burns 

My heart burns, burns, burns, burns ah 
My heart burns, burns, burns, burns 
My soul burns, burns, burns, burns

leon I'M BURNING INSIDE.INFRASTRUCTURE GUITAR WORK (sound check)

tell me...
Do you fly in your dreams as well?

lost boy..

such..
your eternal choice..

your wish came true.. -

not knowing prohibitions -
to walk barefoot..
along the edge of the sky

and lie on the clouds...

tease boldly. death is an adventure for you

..
you know - how
boys get lost...

and a scary fairy tale
- reality
- to stay on the island..

where they become pirates
or - learn - to fly!

and the sky is sad
and the stars are silent..

and you are somewhere -
there is no other way..

you will return,
but you will not stay..

and someone will wait
for you.

Peter

do you have the keys to the sky

tell me
where are you flying?

I believe -
that I was only delayed on the way...

but the stars are silent..

you are -

there is no other way..

Peter...

- you are running from love..
played too much.
to forget,
how you were betrayed...

you think that you are brave,

but you do not save yourself...

and time flies...

flies
after you - without knowing the count,
and the world changes..

and you are still the same..

you dream that they will find..
but pain and fear are stronger..

and
fly away
with the Fairy...
losing in
your illusion...

Peter!
where are you...
flying....
to the second star
on the right
and so on until the morning!

until the morning...



скажи ...
во сне ты тоже летаешь ..?

потерянный мальчик..

такой..
выбор вечный твой..

сбылось
желание.. -

запретов не зная -
ходить босиком ..
по неба краю

и на облаках лежать…

дразнить дерзко. смерть -
тебе приключенье

..
ты знаешь - как
мальчики теряются…

и страшная сказка
- реальность
- на острове остаться..

где становятся пиратами
либо -
учатся - летать!

и небо в печали
и звёзды молчат ..

и ты где то есть -
по другому никак ..

ты вернёшься
но не останешься..

и будет кто то ждать
тебя.

Питэр

ты от неба имеешь ключи

скажи
куда ты летишь?

верю -
что
лишь
задержался в пути...

но звёзды молчат ..

ты есть -

по другому никак..

Питэр ...

- бежишь от любви ..
заигрался.
чтоб забыть
как предали …

думаешь смелый

но не спасаешь себя ...

и летит время ...

летит
за тобой-
не зная счёта
и мир меняется..

а ты всё такой..

мечтаешь чтоб нашли..
но боль и страх сильней ..

и
улетаешь
с Феей...
теряясь в
иллюзии своей…

Питэр!
где ты ...
летишь....
ко второй звезде
справа
и так до самого утра!

до самого утра...

Peter Pan

Out of the ashes comes a quiet glow. 🌅🌓 “Second Sun” is a powerful anthem of healing and rediscovery — a song about finding a new kind of light after everything feels lost. It's not the blaze you once chased, but the warmth that finds you when you're ready to grow again.

This track speaks to those who’ve walked through darkness and emerged changed — not with the same light, but with something deeper, earned, and true. If you've ever felt like your first sunrise failed you, this one’s for your second chance.

✨ Let “Second Sun” remind you: even after the darkest nights, the sky can still make room for something new.

Second Sun

based on real events
whether it was a long time ago or recently, it definitely happened.
and something is happening right now

Peter Pan

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