Such delicious tones.....vivid tapestries of sound that unfurl. I adore the souls that bless my life with their talent. You may just be you to you, but to me...you two are legends.

Beautiful sound and music experience Very well mixed

Tryin’ To Find My Keys

written and produced by silent current
Recorded at Space one Studio

I Feel Space

No Caffeine

Title: Nothing Left to Sing 
By: Riot Chick 
aka Katie Fennell 

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Lately, I've been writing songs about the rain
'Cause I think I'm afraid to fly
I was honest in the songs I wrote before
And now there isn't much to write

Lately
Everything I've wanted
I have now
So how do I write from that place?
The only thing I know is what it feels like
To be spinning out of control

I was someone that you had
I didn't mind burning out
Champagne lightness
I invited it
Owning my ghosts finally

But now what do I write about?
'Cause I'm starting to run out
When there isn't much to run from
Start breakin' down the walls

With every song
A love like this
Deserves to be known, so I'll keep
Scatterin' all of that light until tomorrow

I was someone that you had
I didn't mind burning out
Champagne lightness
I invited in
Owning my ghosts finally


Nothing Left to Sing

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Title: Toxic Parade 
By: Riot Chick
aka Katie Fennell 

--Verse--
Woke up, your phone already vibrating, notifications inflating, never debating a single thing
Another AI dream, a synthetic gleam, from a digital stream, like a cold, calculating scheme.
Scrolling through feeds, planting silent seeds, for unspoken needs, amongst these empty creeds.
Gotta flex your best self, feeling superficially blessed, putting this carefully curated life to the test, no time to rest
The algo knows your soul, what you’ve copped, what you’ve trolled, losing all self-control, as the screen takes its toll
It’s predicting your moves, finding all your grooves, proving what it disapproves, in these digital reproves.

They tell us it’s progress, for real, supposed to relieve all this stress, a manufactured caress.
But our attention span, it’s shrunk to a quick scan, fitting into their grand plan.
This pixelated screen, a constant, blinding scene, what does it truly mean beyond the digital sheen?
We’re just a data point, a weary joint, trying hard to anoint ourselves with something more potent

--Chorus x1--
OH-OH-OH, WE’RE A GLITCH IN THIS DAMN SIMULATION!
LOST IN THE CONSTANT INFORMATION NATION!
Chasing these fleeting trends, making too many digital friends, waiting for the real, hard ends!
Yeah, we’re wired and tired, like we’re constantly fired (up), never feeling truly inspired!
This is the show, the only place left to go, watching our anxious shadows grow!
Are we even real?! Or just how we feel?! A broken, algorithmic deal

--Verse--
Remember when we just hung out, no screens, no digital shout, no underlying doubt?
Like climbing trees to touch the summer sky, now we push buttons, watch the numbers fly
Used to wait for letters, whispered calls. Now DMs instant, hitting digital walls
The pressure to slay, to win every single day, for the algorithms to display your perfect charade, a toxic parade
Our mental health, yeah, it’s a dwindling wealth, caught in this digital stealth, a silent hell where feelings melt
Used to fish in rivers, clear and deep and wide. Now everybody’s trawling for each other, nowhere left to hide.
Are we too much, or just not enough, always feeling so rough in this artificial fluff? What a laugh

They tell us it’s progress, for real, supposed to relieve all this stress, a manufactured caress.
But our attention span, it’s shrunk to a quick scan, fitting into their grand plan
This pixelated screen, a constant, blinding scene, what does it truly mean beyond the digital sheen?
We’re just a data point, a weary joint, trying hard to anoint ourselves with something more potent

--Chorus×1 [Repeat Above]--

The bytes and the code, a pixelated, crushing load, down this endless digital road
They promised true connection, but it’s just pure reflection, a flawed, manufactured perfection.
A curated truth, yeah, stealing chunks of our youth, without any real-life, honest proof.
Built castles. Sandbox. Now hitting refresh. Digital hell.
Chased ice cream. Heard tune. Notifs haunt. Fake moon
Libraries, wisdom, dusty, slow. Now endless feeds, where truths don’t flow
We hide behind our firewalls, like armor in the dark, throwing rocks and shadows, leaving a bitter mark.
Somebody tweets a cruel word, a digital punch and shove
And you just scroll right past it, ‘cause nobody’s stopping the ‘love’
I’m just tired of it. It’s wrong
So what do we do? Like, you and me? Break through this, or just silently stew in this digital brew

This tilted parade (la, la, la) 
la, la, lalala, la

Where nothing is built, just made
 (la, la, la) 
la, la, lalala, la
Are we even real (Are We?)
ARE WE REAL! ARE WE REAL! ARE WE REAL! (la, la, la) 
la, la, lalala, la
ARE WE REALLY, REAL

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Toxic Parade


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Wildsilences - Hope [Witchleaf Chill Rmx]

Я написала эту песню очень давно для моей крохотной дочери. Запись была сделана приблизительно в 2010 году. Недавно я вернулась к этой песне и сделала новый микс и продакшн.
Слушайте на Telegram/YouTube/SoundCloud, надеюсь, она вам понравится!
Желаю всем всего самого доброго!❤️

I wrote this song a long time ago for my baby daughter. Recording was done circa 2010. Recently I revisited my old recording and did the new mix and production.
Listen on Telegram/YouTube/SoundCloud, hope you will like it!
Wishing you all the best!❤️  

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Photography: Da Antipina

Lullaby of the Thousand Dreams

Sleep little baby
Grow and be strong
Robin will come
And sing you a song

She'll sing you a song 
Of the thousand dreams
Hundred of flowers
And one mountain spring

Hundred of flowers 
Will bloom in the spring
Brook will run
And birds will sing

So sleep, little baby
Don't you cry
Nothing will last
And I don't know why


Lullaby of the Thousand Dreams

Thank you very much for always paying attention to my track and taking the time to do so.  
I am always grateful.Forgiveness. 
The forgiveness of sins. People do not forgive others' sins! But if you dwell on it, you will be destroyed. See people with a broad perspective!
Your embracing love erases sin.

Absolution

Liminal
Between night and dawn, where silence turns into breath.
This piece carries not only the beauty of transition, but also the weight of doubt – the fragile questions of whether it’s worth continuing, and what it all means. Yet in the midst of uncertainty, the music still rises. Pure, simple, true.

Liminal

There is a pain that burns so deeply in the soul
that it makes life whisper and calls for the end.
A wish that, like a dark stream, moves through the head –
quiet, but unstoppable, full of longing for eternal rest.
Yet in the midst of this lostness, hope awakens
that someone is there who stays out of love.
Someone who silently holds the hands
when the world breaks apart,
and in the silence gives safety
so that the heart does not become allone silent.

Es gibt einen Schmerz, der so tief in der Seele brennt, dass er das Leben zum Flüstern bringt und nach dem Ende ruft. Ein Wunsch, der wie ein dunkler Strom durch den Kopf zieht – leise, aber unaufhaltsam, voller Sehnsucht nach ewiger Ruhe. Doch inmitten dieser Verlorenheit erwacht die Hoffnung, dass jemand da ist, der aus Liebe bleibt. Jemand, der schweigend die Hände hält, wenn die Welt zerbricht, und in der Stille Geborgenheit schenkt, damit das Herz nicht ganz allein verstummt.

Pain

Bonfire

We were sitting around the fire — the whole gang from work —
after a full day of deep impressions, nature, and shared experiences.
Voices blended with the crackling wood.
I wanted to capture that warmth — that simple human stillness.

You can hear me say:

“Lars, no sound.”
“No music.”
“This is what I want.”
“No, no music.”
“Now you ruined it.”

…just as the random plonk fades in and the drums ignite.

These are the final recordings from that journey —
the last echoes of a trip that will stay with me forever,
quietly shaping what I create from here on.

That’s Bonfire — a moment between silence and sound,
where life itself decides when the music should begin. 🔥

Bonfire

Midnight At The Lake

Ode to X

An experimental indietronica track with melancholy. Produced entirely in Reason 11 during the COVID-19 lockdown.

Delta Waves - Single Edit

Rät

Lotta True Crime

Thank you for taking the time to listen to my tunes, for the love and for your music ✨️ 

 ~ Sera @witchleaf

Wildsilences - Hope [Witchleaf Chill Rmx]

Witchleaf

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