Amekaze Hanako-syokudo track'S

Take Me To The Planet

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy & Paploviante

MEGA MIX   19.03.24

Coherent Fire (Eclectic Collective with Tea R. Sea)

“Tranquil - Fusion”

MiLu Lotus ✫ Cover & Attempt ✫

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Hotels Humans | T-Bone Gregory | HOTELS

I suffered from beat phobia in the previous work, but this time I used both rhythm and bass. While listening to the chords side by side, two vocal chips are accidentally entwined and completed. A lonely man and woman talking secretly without any reservations. It's like that. Actually, this is the first time I've felt something in "self-composed".

Chill & Hip & Adult Music (Op. 151) 2021 - 10 - 05 0137

Autumn in Japan is about 50 days, and no day has the same temperature. The wind you feel on your skin changes every day. And it's time to harvest a lot of food.
The Jomon people who lived at the foot of Mt. Yatsugatake in Nagano Prefecture from about 6000 years ago to 4000 years ago (early to mid Jomon period) made "Dogu" and buried them in the soil instead of decorating and worshiping them. Maybe I wanted to deepen the connection between the soil and ourselves. It is explained that the two clay figurines have a pregnant woman as a motif and that an elderly woman is a model. She was named "Jomon Venus" on the right and "Masked Goddess" on the left. It was excavated in Chino City, Nagano Prefecture. (The photo is a tourist poster of the city)

Autumn in Japan, the line of sight of clay figurines (work 147-B) 2021 - 10 - 11 1759

6 bars of a cappella followed by 2 bars of saxophone solo. This is the only work that was completed and later stretched back and forth with drums, bass, synths, and so on. I think that there is nothing that appeals to the finished work just by struggling to complete it if I make it like this. I think I couldn't come up with any ideas other than making it this way. When I listen to the songs of the artists who follow me on SoundCloud, I get more and more locked up in my shell.
Is it okay to compose music in a genre where the degree of freedom is much more guaranteed than pop music? It was completed while hesitating. Hmm.

Neither the theme nor the composition comes to mind (work 156) 2021 - 10 - 17 0113

Because I saw a movie, it's like movie music → Simple myself (work 166)

I watched a Hollywood movie at midnight on Saturday. That is "Ad Atlas". When I lost interest in the story, I started to worry about movie music in the second half. Somehow, electronic music that seems to have been heard. When I looked it up, Max Richter wrote it.
I listened to his "The Four Seasons (Deluxe Version)" a lot, so I realized that it wasn't common movie music.
So, I threw a cinematic sound source into my own work and completed it. I managed to get it done with Bitwig Studio presets.

Simple myself (work 166)2021 - 11 - 14 1213

I was able to make most of the parts as I wanted compared to the previous works. But only the bass track is still a beginner's sound and volume. I can't put a bass in my work. When I put in the bass sound, the song seems to break. This song is complete. My hope is to complete my music without joining any genre of electronic music. And it was my destiny that I couldn't freely play the bass track.

My music loses fate and wanders (work177) 12 - 13 1840

The peregrine falcon (Falco peregrinus) if you have not had the opportunity to see it in a falconry exhibition or similar, it is not that it is enormous. With its 50 cm high, one meter wide and around a kilo in weight, this bird of prey does not stand out excessively for its corpulence, especially if we compare it with eagle owls or eagles. However, this apparent smallness does not prevent it from being a true live air-to-air missile that goes into action the moment it hunts its prey.
The living missile called the Peregrine Falcon

The human being, despite having established himself as the king of nature, the truth is that, compared to the other 37.57 km/h that Usain Bolt achieved when he broke his world record for the 100 m dash with 9.58 seconds . And it is that, in a matter of speed, there is one that is capable of leaving any racing car at the level of bitumen with its 389 km/h: the peregrine falcon.
The peregrine falcon (Falco peregrinus) if you have not had the opportunity to see it in a falconry exhibition or similar, it is not that it is enormous. With its 50 cm high, one meter wide and around a kilo in weight, this bird of prey does not stand out excessively for its corpulence, especially if we compare it with eagle owls or eagles. However, this apparent smallness does not prevent it from being a true live air-to-air missile that goes into action the moment it hunts its prey.
The living missile called the Peregrine Falcon
An air-to-air missile,and the great Dave lombardo Recording of his tours around the world giving live drum classes available on YouTube

Ducks, seagulls, pigeons, starlings, quails... but above all pigeons, are the candidates to be part of the peregrine falcon's daily lunch, which it hunts in a surprisingly lethal way thanks to its extreme speed, impossible for its birds to reach. dams. The hawk technique, which harnesses the acceleration rate of gravity, is surgical as well as deadly.
This small raptor, which feeds almost exclusively on birds, searches for its prey in mid-flight. The falcon, at cruising speed, is already capable of flying at around 100 km/h, which already makes it one of the fastest birds. However, when it detects prey with its large, penetrating eyes, the peregrine falcon folds its wings and launches itself into its free-falling prey.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkmDKswh1PA

ROCK METAL 2

THE MISSILE FALCON

THE MISSILE FALCON   (METALIZADO & DAVE LOMBARDO ) JAZZ  METAL free download, share my art

Please visit the following link and listen to the latest collaborated version.
https://soundcloud.com/david-marconi-917184705/a-shade-of-blue-revisited-collaboration?si=f76ff153884b45738e4f2c6cbd97742d&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Just me having a little fun playing the blues.
Guitar instrumental by David Marconi

Aroused from Slumber

A Shade of Blue - Legacy Demo Version

Music by ɅƉﺍꝚﺍɅNƠ 
Photo by ɅƉﺍꝚﺍɅNƠ 

A Cyberpunk tune inspired by "Blade Runner" and "Cyberpunk 2077".

This track is downloadable

𝐍𝐄𝐓 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 / D7200

Art Expressed in Music – Vincent's Imagination
December 2023
Duration: 2:50
Listen to the Playlist: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting: The Starry Night (cropped)
Vincent Willem van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890) was a Dutch Post-Impressionist painter who is among the most famous and influential figures in the history of Western art. In just over a decade he created approximately 2100 artworks, including around 860 oil paintings, most of them in the last two years of his life.  Only one of his paintings was known by name to have been sold during his lifetime.  In the aftermath of the December 23rd, 1888 breakdown that resulted in the self-mutilation of his left ear, Van Gogh voluntarily admitted himself to the Saint-Paul-de-Mausole lunatic asylum on May 8th, 1889.  During the year Van Gogh stayed at the asylum in Saint-Rémy-de-Provence, the prolific output of paintings he had begun in Arles continued.  During this period, he produced some of the best-known works of his career, including the “The Starry Night”.  Van Gogh had the subject of a blue night sky dotted with yellow stars in mind for many months before he painted the picture.  Some of the elements, such as the mountains in the distance and the existence of the village are true to the view van Gogh would have seen from his window; meanwhile, many other parts, such as the church, are imagined.  Van Gogh wrote to Theo: "It would be so simple and would account so much for the terrible things in life, which now amaze and wound us so, if life had yet another hemisphere, invisible it is true, but where one lands when one dies." "Hope is in the stars," he wrote, but he was quick to point out that "earth is a planet too, and consequently a star, or celestial orb." He stated flatly that “The Starry Night” was "not a return to the romantic or to religious ideas."  On July 27th, 1890, aged 37, Van Gogh shot himself in the chest.  The shooting may have taken place in the wheat field in which he had been painting, or in a local barn. 
For stings, piano, celeste, organ, bowed chamber bowls, tubular bells, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion

Art Expressed in Music - Vincent's Imagination

ReVeriE

Something different for the holidays.

A lot of synths, keyboard, guitars, bass, bassoon, sleigh bells, shakers, tambourine in a mix of beats from hip hop to pop at 85 bpm. Migrating geese in flight recorded live October and November 2023.

So I had recorded geese calls to use in music. What developed was a surprise to me, Wild Geese music that came pouring out in one eight-hour period on the day before winter solstice. Don’t know if it’s good — just what happened when the geese took me on the journey with them, flying high to their good weather hideaways or on a trip home.

Wild Geese

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

Streamline Light

I know, I know....oh... oh...oh...
I don't know you
and you don't know me
You're on my phone
You're watching me
Oh, somehow it EXCITES me...Ooh...Oh
I know
You say yes, you say no
I say « oui »...
I don't know... Oh 
You like me...I like you
We have fun
You caress my mind 
going way over the line online
I want you
...and you're wantin' me
What will it take 'til I feel you
...in my arms and you feel me
In reality ….Oh ...Uh Oh
Mmm, Is this the cruel reality
I want you....
...and you're wantin' me
I know...I know...I know
Shall we say « oui » (Fantasy)
Shall we be free
Say yes, don't say no
You want it...
It's only a story ( I know) to me.

Oui Non

OUI NON

Vidéo Youtube : https://youtu.be/iuKWsTPB7mM
Des fois
Texte Yves 13
Chant : Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

des fois je sens que le temps vient
j'l'entends qui jappe comme un chien
l'impatient qui veut m'entrainer
allez viens-t-en l'heure a sonné
viens on s'en va voir les collines
et les p'tits chemins qui cheminent
ceux qui broussaillent entre les pins
d'où le soleil n'est jamais loin
ceux-là qui sont tes préférés
dont les vallons ont le secret
et puis qui grimpent jusqu'au crêt
là où la mer se fait forêt
viens-t-en jouer au P'tit Poucet
vider tes poches et tout laisser
aux écureuils aux sangliers
il n'y'a pas mieux pour oublier
et ce jour-là il fera beau
mon pot' le clair soleil là-haut
aura juste un léger penchant
à s'incliner vers le couchant
pour me céder un peu de place
de bonne grâce dans l'espace
des fois je sens que vient le temps
d'aller m'enterrer dans le vent

Des Fois  avec Julia

Pleased to introduce a new collab with Her Highness Damga !
Lyrics:
I remember the copper autumn light outlining your demonic smile, as I drew the map of your freckles on the ceiling of your place, near the river.
Delusional streetwear and glam rock psychedelic playlists drove us there, in this spatiotemporal wasteland. Inspired and aroused,  we discovered the antisymmetric part of ourselves,  regarding the torsion tensor of our passion as a dynamic variable.
 - In the Labyrinth of your passions, I locked up the Minotaur in his chastity cage. I hear him moaning of frustration, in the humidity of your dreams, when the wind is southerly.
I devour the harmonies of your voice, lost in the riddle of you metallic eyes. And you crave for the misguided incantations of my music, the spasms of our geometrical laughter and the gentle touch of your red hair on my toes.
Nonchalantly lying on the flowers of the heather, you unfold the lost dimensions of your consciousness. Your angelic demons dance with my striges on the fifth movement of the fantastical symphony.
 - Deep down in the Labyrinth of your passions, I release the Minotaur and your tantalizing repentances give him a metaphysical blowjob   
I remember this winter with its crispy beech leaves under our boots and the frost on the window of your tiny room, filled with astrophysics books and quantic sex-toys.
You already had a master degree on procrastination but you took me by the hand. Your tiny bed was a wreck on the reefs of our desires. Under the ragged sails, I tied you to the mast.
 – In the core of the Labyrinth, we follow the Minotaur to the roots of the cosmic tree. Clothed by the shimmering coalescence of our entangled pleasures, we dance with him to the magnificence of ataraxia.

Poetry Of Copper Light

Poetry Of Winter Pale Light (Damga & HyLGZ22)

Missing Piece

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Acoustic Piano solo. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Godin Nylon Acoustic Guitar Rhythm. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ background Rhythm. Acoustic Full Drum kit. Percussion Cowbell, 22" Zildjan Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Blues Street

Bluez Projectile Funktion

Bluez Projectile funktion

Two short improvisations for this track....

LAST DRINK CLUB.

Thanks for the ride - noxpox (page14)

https://soundcloud.com/noxpox14/sets/noxpox-the-missing-solo-in?si=7cdc1fc11ba64ffa8321b2adf81b2f6b&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

NOXPOX - Missing Soprano Sax Solos

Cast of characters:
Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea -- Terry – Synthesizers, beats, composition, production, and mix
The Mysterious Decibel -- @themysteriousdecibel – MD – First vocals and lyrics 
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez–Electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Electric guitar, mix, and production 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, lyrics, and vocals at the end
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1–five-string fretless bass

This song began with Terry sharing an intriguing Eastern sounding synth and minimal beat with Ken, who added a really solid beat to bring out the strong rhythm of the song. Once they had a solid foundation and skeleton, they shared it with the rest of the Eclectic Collective. I added my five string fretless bass in a dubby line that was inspired by Tez's hot skank part. Then JJ poured his magic into it, too. Stephen came up with the shocking dynamic lift towards the end, and Tez piled on to light it up. 
  Then MD got a hold of it and wrote and sang some of his trademark, fun lyrics and vocals in the first part of the song. Ken, not to be left out of the melodic experience, added the vocals at the end. 
  After we all had everything in the can, the Texas Tea combo of Stephen and Terry produced and mixed the whole thing down. This wasn't their first rodeo mixing a project together, and it really shows in the end quality. They also have several duo projects up on both of their pages that are worth checking out.  
  We think the end result is reminiscent of Massive Attack and Thievery Corporation, two big influences on a few of us. We all hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Lyrics by MD:
Time again and on, and on, and on, we fall in slumber
Dreams never wait
Ashes to ashes we all fall down 
Ooooo Circles break
Ashes to ashes we all fall down
When we wake
When we wake
Is this a new Simulation?
When I wake
When I wake

Lyrics by Ken:
Feed the flame or the fire flames out

My first songwriting effort of 2024 with vocals, piano, bass, percussion, strings and clarinets. 😊🎶🎵🎼🎤❤️

Thank you to my lovely Sander for this fine mastering job. @wane-of-summer for his wonderful music. ❤️😊❤️

Answer to my prayers

While I was thinking about what kind of song I should create, 
 I ended up finishing it. I can't clearly name the theme or the impression I had when listening to this song. However, for some reason I think acoustic jazz drums look good on it, so I published it.
 It seems like the fun part of the music has increased a little. 
 I would be happy if you could listen to it.

Only “passion” takes the lead (286)

Art Expressed in Music – El Greco's Passion
February 2024
Duration: 3:00
Listen to the Playlist: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting: View of Toledo 
Domḗnikos Theotokópoulos (October 1, 1541 –  April 7, 1614) most widely known as El Greco ("The Greek”), was a Greek painter, sculptor and architect of the Spanish Renaissance.  El Greco was born in the Kingdom of Candia (modern Crete).  In 1570, he moved to Rome, where he opened a workshop and executed a series of works. During his stay in Italy, El Greco enriched his style with elements of of the Venetian Renaissanbce.  In 1577, he moved to Toledo Spain, where he lived and worked until his death. In Toledo, El Greco received several major commissions and produced his best-known paintings, such as “View of Toledo”.  At the time, Toledo was the religious capital of Spain and a populous city.  In Toledo, he was the tenant of a complex consisting of three apartments and twenty-four rooms.  It was in these apartments, which also served as his workshop, that he spent the rest of his life, painting and studying. He lived in considerable style, sometimes employing musicians to play whilst he dined.  During the course of the execution of a commission, El Greco fell seriously ill, and died on  April 7th, 1614 at the age of 73.  El Greco's dramatic and expressionistic style was met with puzzlement by his contemporaries, but finally found appreciation in the 20th century.  El Greco is regarded as a precursor of both Expressionism and Cubism; his works were a source of inspiration for painters like Picasso.  He is best known for tortuously elongated figures and often fantastic or phantasmagorical paintings.  El Greco discarded classicist criteria such as measure and proportion. He believed that grace is the supreme quest of art.  El Greco regarded color as the most important and the most ungovernable element of painting, and declared that color had primacy over form.
For strings, piano, trumpet, skiddaw stones, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion.

Art Expressed In Music - El Greco's Passion

'true love' 

https://www.instagram.com/p/C3B2inkus95/

I want to give you everything that you deserve.
Although I haven't anything, I have a way with words.
Oh darling won't you come on over and sit next to me.
You can talk about your day, hon, as I'll gently massage your feet. 

I want your love and everything that accompanies.
I'll give you all the love you'll need. I want you to believe
in a love so deep that you can feel it right through to your bones.
And it makes you complete and feel like you are comfortable at home. 

True love.

true love

① Don't make songs with the same concept! ②DTM requires a change of pace. I've been practicing writing dance songs, but I ended up making some weird experimental techno again. I don't like this song. There is no content.
Whether music needs content or not is a question that will never be resolved by endless debate. But I think it's necessary.

There is nothing  about the song I made!(287)

JIM ANDERS _Zwanni

Spécial thanks to LuBosh for his a capella...

GOODBYE.  feat LuBosh

Pour tous ceux qui sont nostalgique du combi Volkswagen des années 70 , le fameux Bulli , et qui ont voyagé avec lui dans leur jeunesse 😃
For all those who travelled in a Volkswagen combi in their youth 

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER

J'ai roulé ma bosse 
Quand j'étais un gosse
Dans un combi couleur de l'arc en ciel
Une fenêtre sur le monde
Pour moi petite tête blonde
Avec mon père , ma mère et l'essentiel

Bulli ma maison on the road
Bulli ma maison d'évasion
Bulli ma jeunesse on the road
Bulli ma jeunesse d'horizon

J'ai traversé des frontières
Croisé des sœurs et des frères
Qui m'adoptaient en jouant simplement
Des amitiés sans ombre
Et qu'importe la langue et le nombre
Y'a de la place dans le cœur des enfants

REFRAIN

J'ai grandi sur les routes
Passé entre les gouttes
De rivières sauvages en océans
Une vie sous tous les temps
Partir où nous portaient les vents
Et s'endormir autour d'un feu de camp

REFRAIN

Je voudrais tant retrouver
Ces années de liberté
Kerouac tes pages s’effacent doucement
Mon vieux Bulli est parti
Roule t'il encore aujourd'hui
Au petit bonheur la chance comme avant !

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER Février 2024

I've lived through a lot of things
When I was a kid
In a rainbow-colored van
A window on the world
For me little blonde head
With my father, my mother and the essentials

Bulli my home on the road
Bulli my escape house
Bulli my youth on the road
Bulli my youth on the horizon

I crossed borders
Crossed paths with sisters and brothers
Who adopted me simply by playing
Friendships without shadow
And no matter the language or the number
There's room in every child's heart

CHORUS

I grew up on the road
Passed between the drops
From wild rivers to oceans
A life in all weathers
Wherever the winds took us
And fall asleep around a campfire

CHORUS

I would so much like to return
Those years of freedom
Kerouac your pages are slowly fading
My old Bulli is gone
Is it still rolling today
Just like before!

Bulli  TRANSLATED

竹久夢二(Yumeji Takehisa) : September 16, 1884 - September 1, 1934
A painter representing the Taisho Romantic era, whose paintings of beautiful women were all the rage.
He was a representative painter of the Taisho Romantic era, and was sometimes called the ``Taisho Ukiyo-e artist.''

夢二（Yumeji）

Après avoir découvert cette voix atypique sur ce site, DelhyA ( @user-945711181 ) a accepté de partager cette aventure musicale avec enthousiasme et gentillesse. Le concept que je vous propose d'écouter ici, vous permettra d'entrevoir toutes ses particularités vocales et de parolière. N'hésitez pas à parcourir sa page musicale, où vous découvrirez son talent éclectique. Une prévision de moments d'écoute agréable.

Échos d'Automne

"Si l’automne vient surprendre les amants que juillet a laissés « naufragés »
C est le temps des regrets, le temps dépassé: celui de tout donner, il faut abandonner.
(All summer can bring may just leave in autumn with a breeze)
Le temps d’une larme,le temps d’un regard, il est déjà trop tard…
Le temps des silences, de l’indifférence, puis de l’évidence que le Doré vire au Noir…
C’est le mois des “mais”, le mois des “mais “, plus de mois de mai…du mois d’aimer!
Le temps de l’automne, le temps où tout détonne, le temps désormais se conjugue au passé
Le temps des tourmentes, le temps de ne plus prétendre,
Le temps le temps qui court et qui s arrête et puis…
Le temps,qui s en va, qui s en va, qui s en va, tout se fane!
Le temps de s’entendre, le temps de se comprendre, le temps d’apprendre, le temps dépassé, le temps des regrets, de tout donner!" ....

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Echoes of Autumn ....

After discovering this atypical voice on this site, DelhyA ( @user-945711181 ) agreed to share this musical adventure with enthusiasm and kindness. The concept I'm offering you to listen to here will give you a glimpse of all her vocal and lyricist particularities. Don't hesitate to browse through her music page, where you'll discover her eclectic talent. A forecast of pleasant listening moments.

"If autumn comes to surprise lovers that July left "shipwrecked"
It is the time of regrets, the time exceeded: that of giving everything, we must give up.
(All summer can bring may just leave in autumn with a breeze)
The time of a tear, the time of a look, it's already too late
The time of silences, indifference, then evidence that gold turns dark
It is the month of "buts", the month of "buts", no more months of May... the month of love!
The time of autumn, the time when everything stands out, time is now combined with the past
The time of torments, the time to no longer pretend,
Time the time that runs and stops and then
Time, who goes, who goes, who goes, everything fades!
The time to wait, the time to understand each other, the time to learn, the time exceeded, the time of regrets, to give everything!" ....

Échos d'Automne .... With DelhyA

The world is full of colors... That's how I put my feelings!😊
thank you for listening!!👍
Good luck to you!!🙏

DAW: Cubase pro 12
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Colors

Here's another little ditty for the weekend!!
Thank you all very much for all of your very generous plays, likes, reposts and playlists!! This is a great community!!!

(c) Vocalatti 2024 ASCAP

Solitude

Art Expressed in Music – Renoir's Charm
February 2024
Duration: 3:00
Listen to the Playlist: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting: Luncheon of the Boating Party 
Remix of “Afternoon in Paris” by John Lewis with original composition 
Pierre-Auguste Renoir (February 25, 1841 to December 3, 1919) was a French painter originally associated with the Impressionist movement. His early works were typically Impressionist snapshots of real life, full of sparkling color and light. By the mid-1880s, however, he had broken with the movement to apply a more disciplined, formal technique to portraits and figure paintings, particularly of women. Renoir mastered the ability to convey his immediate visual impressions, and his paintings showed great vitality, emphasizing the pleasures of life despite the financial worries that troubled him. Several of his masterpieces date from this period including Luncheon of the Boating Party.  Renoir had his first attack of rheumatism in 1894, and, as the attacks became more and more frequent, he spent more and more time in southern France, where the climate was better for his health. About 1899 he sought refuge in the small village of Cagnes; in 1907 he settled there permanently, buying the estate of Les Collettes, where he spent the rest of his life. In 1910 he was no longer able to walk. Although his infirmity became more and more constraining, Renoir never ceased to paint; when his fingers were no longer supple, he continued by binding his paintbrush to his hand.  Several months before his death, Renoir was able to go to Paris, where several friends wheeled him for the last time through the Louvre to view the masterpieces that he had venerated throughout his life. Renoir died in Cagnes-sur-Mer on December 3, 1919 at the age of 78.
For strings, piano, harp, accordion, clarinet, alto flute, sound effects and percussion.

Art Expressed in Music - Renoir's Charm

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy
Vocals: Emily Coy
https://soundcloud.com/freevocals/emily-coy-begin-again-free-acapella
Backing Track Paploviante Burn
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/burn-open-collaboration-offer
Lillithe: adding…Sax, Beat, Synth,Vocals, Arrangement and Production

I’ve been on top of the world, and I’ve been down and out
I’ve been wasting time trying to figure it out
And I still don’t know why the world goes around

I made mistakes, and I paid the price
I watched my plans falling through the ice
I found true love, that left me high and dry

But one sweet day, one sweet day
Things are gonna go my way
I ain’t going down that rabbit hole no more
I am gonna pick myself up off the floor

But one sweet day, one sweet day
Things are gonna go my way
I ain’t being held in no spider web no more
I’m gonna pick myself up off the floor

If there’s just one thing, I could say to you
I’d tell you straight, I’d tell you true
When it falls apart, you still gotta see it through

And now you’re there alone, feeling down and blue 
When there’s someone, waiting there for you
I think you know what you’ve got to do

But one sweet day, one sweet day
Things are gonna go my way
I ain’t going into that lion’s den no more
I’m gonna pick myself up off the floor

But one sweet day, one sweet day
Things are gonna go my way
I ain’t going down that rabbit hole no more
I’m gonna pick myself up off the floor

One Sweet Day

A Game With Frontiers

Mood Exhibit - Mellodust

Torn (Guitar - Cover)

Music:  PJ Project & Janne Hennie
Vocal & Lyrics:  Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix:  PJ Project

Lyrics:

Time is crawling slowly
Days are mostly grey
You set your wheels in motion
And just rolled away

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

My head is full and messy
You take up to much space
I try and try to clean up
My own wheels need more place

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

When I try to replace
Some of my spinning wheels
I will always end up
With a lot of empty deals

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

So i am just spinning around
Looking for a clue
That can get me started
And take me right to you

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

My spinning wheels are tired
The brake does not work..
Can't move back or forward
Just spinning around for you

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

Could you please lend me
One of you spinning wheels?
So I can roll forward
And find some spinning peace..

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you....

Spinning Wheels   W/PJ Project

Komm näher

First song I am posting in 2024!

This is what I wrote in 2013 when I first thought about posting Nothing But (The Sound) but decided to take it down from the cloud short after. 

"Nothing But (The Sound)" is Plastic Inevitable's first song since 2011! Plastic Inevitable is Marty Procaccio, AKA Blankets, working the sound and Sneekie San Salvador tweaking the sound. The recording for this song began in 2011 in the bedroom recording studio of Marty in Santa Clara California using GarageBand and a whole bunch of pedals. The song was completed in 2013 with vocals recorded in Sneekie San Salvador's mobile Toyota recording unit.

Now it is 11 years later...

I am amazed that I found the vocal stems. I had to look though an old hard drive to find them. I did not feel like digging through more old hard drives for the original track stems. Big thanks to Russell for taking the time to mix the vocals and master the track. I told Russell, when I mixed the original instrumental I was listening to a lot of shitgaze bands at the time. 

May you find many gems when you dig into your past. 

Track Credits:
Blankets: Bass, guitars, and vocals
https://soundcloud.com/allergeist
Couch King: Original instrumental track mix, production, samples, lyrics, and vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Vocal mix and final master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
https://soundcloud.com/the-exe-stencilists
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics: 

Chorus:
Sitting in my car
Windows rolled down
Feet out the window
Nothing but the sound
Of my favorite song

Capture me a distraction
And season it with your bliss
To steal my dissatisfaction 
And feed my mind but a moment
Of happiness 

Chorus

Capture me a distraction
And season it with your bliss
To steal my dissatisfaction 
And feed my mind but a moment

Chorus  

In this moment
There is an infinite 
Amount of things
Happening
In this moment
I have loved you
Infinitely 
Again and again
In this moment 
I am yours
Forever with me
My forever friend
In this moment 
I sing with you
Every song 
That was ever made

Nothing But (The Sound)

Blankets and the Couch King with Russ Sinfield - Nothing But (The Sound)

Why Don't You Follow Me?

The current music scene is great because of the places where music is made and the experiments that are repeated by each personality. For individual creators, it is much more valuable to have an environment where they can come into contact with a large number of personalities than to be spread.