Sweet touch of keys, really beautiful one

Great playing, nice melody and harmonies 👌

On a Clear Day (You Can See Forever),” with music by Burton Lane and lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner from the 1965 musical of the same name, is a radiant show tune about sudden clarity—emotional, mental, and almost spiritual. In the story, it marks a moment when the world seems newly visible and full of possibility. Outside its theatrical setting, the song has become a standard because that feeling is universal: a shift in perspective where everything sharpens and life suddenly makes sense.

The melody captures this sense of widening vision from the very first bars. It opens with confident, upward gestures that feel like lifting your gaze to the horizon, then spills into expansive, arching phrases. There is a buoyant, almost floating quality to the line—bright but not brash, with enough space between phrases that it never feels crowded. This spaciousness lets singers and instrumentalists stretch and breathe, shaping the melody like a series of discoveries.

Harmonically, “On a Clear Day” is both classic and subtly modern. It sits comfortably in a clear major tonality, but Lane threads through deft modulations and sequences that keep the harmony moving forward, like a path that keeps turning to reveal new views. Chord changes often arrive with a sense of lift rather than tension, supporting the lyric’s optimism. The result is music that feels structurally solid yet air-filled, in keeping with the idea of clear skies and open air.

Lerner’s lyrics fuse outer landscape and inner awakening. On the surface, they describe a meteorological miracle—seeing forever on a day of perfect clarity. Beneath that, they trace a psychological shift: the discovery of love, or self-knowledge, that changes how everything appears. The language is direct and imagistic rather than ornate; the song’s poetry lies more in its central metaphor than in elaborate wordplay. There is wonder, but not naivety—the clarity described feels earned, like finally understanding something long intuited.

Culturally, the song bridges mid‑century Broadway and the evolving world of jazz. Its strong, singable melody and well-shaped 32‑bar structure invite interpretation, which is why it has been embraced by jazz musicians as well as musical theatre performers. Depending on tempo and arrangement, it can sound like a triumphant anthem, a gentle reverie, or a quietly glowing statement of hope.

On solo or felt piano, an intimate, introspective side of the piece emerges. Stripped of big-orchestra sheen, the melody becomes a calm, clear line, more like an inner realization than a public proclamation. The softer, muted piano sound lets the harmonies act like shifting light—small color changes rather than dramatic blasts. With a slightly unhurried tempo and delicate voicings, the pianist can suggest the experience of standing still while the world comes into focus around you. In this quieter form, “On a Clear Day” feels less like a Broadway showstopper and more like a personal moment of vision: a calm, luminous awareness that, for a while, everything is open, legible, and filled with possibility.

On a clear day 1965

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MAGO, Spacey Panda & Kalamarico - Continue

i was inspired by the New Orleans street funeral to create this. I've tried to emulate the same structure, with the first sad, mournful section eventually leading to a joyous and ecstatically frenzied celebration of thanks to the spirits for the life of the Deceased.

Jazz Funeral

"Ballroom of Deceit" is my cry of outrage — a lament for truth, history, and decency buried under the rubble of corruption.
Trump said it “wouldn’t touch” the East Wing. He lied AGAIN. Now the White House — the People’s House — bleeds dust and memories while the wrecking claws tear through centuries of American heritage. All so one man could build himself a monument of ego: a golden ballroom for his own reflection. 

This isn’t just about architecture. It’s about arrogance.

About the hungry going unfed, the sick untreated, the poor ignored — while taxpayers’ money is burned for self-glorification. It’s about erasing history to build a lie. 

“Ballroom of Deceit” isn’t just a song — it’s a requiem for the truth. For every promise shattered, every voice silenced, every soul disgusted by what’s being done in our name. May the music remember what greed is trying to destroy. 

💥 Let the walls shake. Let the truth rise.


LYRICS:
[Verse 1]
He swore the walls would stand untouched,
Just shadows near the light,
But cranes are clawing history,
Through the hollow of the night.
Marble ghosts are crying out,
From the dust beneath our feet,
Truth lies buried with the stones,
And justice knows defeat. 

[Pre-Chorus 1]
He said it wouldn’t touch the heart,
But the cracks run deep inside—
In gilded halls of vanity,
The truth itself has died. 

[Chorus 1]
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Built on the bones of a promise betrayed.
The echoes of truth, drowned in the beat,
Of lies that the faithful parade.
History fades under glitter and glass,
And we pay for the sins of the past.
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Where the ghosts of the people still weep. 

[Verse 2]
They said it wouldn’t cost a dime,
Yet taxpayers bleed once more,
While hunger grows in city streets,
And children beg at broken doors.
The sick still wait for healing hands,
As mansions rise for kings,
And classrooms crumble into dust,
While greed builds golden wings. 

[Pre-Chorus 2]
He said it wouldn’t take from us,
But we’re the ones who pay—
Each dollar burned in arrogance,
Could’ve saved a soul today. 

[Chorus 2]
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Where opulence buries the pain.
The hungry cry beneath his feet,
While he dances in disdain.
History bleeds from a painted smile,
And truth is sold by the mile.
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Where the people’s dreams retreat. 

[Verse 3]
They raze the walls of memory,
To carve his name in stone,
A monument to vanity,
A kingdom of his own.
The echoes of the East Wing fall,
Like prayers that go unheard,
Each shattered pane a testament,
To every broken word. 

[Bridge]
If greed had a heartbeat, it would sound like this—
Pounding over reason, drowning innocence.
Every brick a bullet, every dollar a sin,
When power feasts, the people grow thin.
Can’t you hear the ghosts still calling?
“Give back what was never yours.” 

[Chorus 3] 
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Where the chandeliers drip shame.
You can gild the rot beneath your feet,
But it still reeks just the same.
History weeps in a minor key,
While the nation pays the fee.
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Built on arrogance, lies, and greed. 

[Outro]
So dance, oh king of ruin, dance—
Your mirror lies to you tonight.
When the dust of your empire settles,
Only truth will stand in light.
And the ballroom falls—
To quiet.

Ballroom of Deceit

90s Atmospheric Intelligent Jungle . low-poly mix 

Velo-City

It is a polyphonic song composed as an elegy, lament, or mourning song for friends who have recently passed away.

 Below is a detailed explanation of the work in three languages:

Explanation in English:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1wAm8l7SfAR4KnIazIQnO0Qo-mJubp7Cd/view?usp=sharing

Explicación en castellano:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1IDckYDZfVcle5LCI_MMH3U90U5DAG7qa/view?usp=sharing

Explicació en català.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/13I4_Jx1k0lBJRXdamI278gV8OAHdY1bK/view?usp=sharing

Com la cérvola deleix l’aigua

🎹 Gentle Echoes – Soothing Piano & Dreamy Instrumentals (Jaded Sounds Records)

Gentle Echoes is a tranquil journey through the art of piano music, blending the intimacy of solo piano, the warmth of lo-fi piano textures, and the ethereal beauty of dreamy, whimsical string arrangements. 🌙🎶 Released under Jaded Sounds Records, this collection captures emotion in its purest form — soft, reflective, and timeless.

Each composition drifts effortlessly between tenderness and imagination — the sound of quiet mornings, starry evenings, and moments of calm between thoughts. With gentle melodies and cinematic grace, Gentle Echoes invites listeners into a world where every note feels like a breath of peace. ☁️🕯️

Daydreams

Inner

This song is a little moment of magic from the heart of autumn, when the fields turn gold and the harvest moon feels almost alive. It’s about standing in those glowing wheat fields and letting the night wrap around you, feeling the moonbeams touch you like they’re trying to tell you something. 

It’s about listening to the whispers in the trees, the stories the wind carries, and the way the world glows when the moon hangs heavy and bright. It’s that in-between place where nature feels spiritual — where everything looks simple on the surface but somehow fills you with emotion you can’t quite explain. 

This song is me trying to capture that feeling… the wonder, the mystery, and the quiet beauty of a harvest night, when it all feels a little more real and a little more magical.


LYRICS: 

[Verse 1]
Golden fields are calling
Calling to me now
I hear them softly falling
Like the sun lets go somehow 

[Prechorus]
And the moon is hanging high
Harvest in my eye 

[Chorus]
Harvest moonbeams are you real
Tell me what I need to feel
Spinning like a golden wheel
Harvest moonbeams make it real 

[Verse 2]
Fields of wheat are glowing
Blowing in the breeze
Secrets they are knowing
Whispering through the trees 

[Prechorus]
And the moon is hanging high
Harvest in my eye 

[Chorus]
Harvest moonbeams are you real
Tell me what I need to feel
Spinning like a golden wheel
Harvest moonbeams make it real

Harvest Moonbeams

Bits

Instant composer of whispered melodies - Authentic. Every song is written in a single breath , a musical memory, inspired by people and moments that crossed my path. Piano stories to breathe, heal, love, and reflect. Music is most beautiful when it’s shared. 🎹✨
Thank you for listening   - NO AI --

Inner

Whispering Keys 🎹🤍🖤

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