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Eric Schultheiss
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Eric Schultheiss is a graduate of the The University of California Irvine School of Music, where he studied as a classically trained percussionist. As an undergraduate member of the Gassman Electronic Music Studio steering committee, Schultheiss collaborated with Drama and Dance departments to further the School of Fine Art's mastery of software for sound synthesis, sequencing, digital audio, and sound processing.
Eric’s passion for ethic percussion permeates his electro-acoustic compositions for film and dance. As the Corona Conservatory of Music’s Head of Electronic Music, Eric mentors students in music theory, digital signal processing, psychoacoustics, and music publishing via social media.
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Eric writes music that has lots of drums and other percussion instruments in it.
He's been doing it since college where he was one of the first people to connect a Mac Plus to some really low quality samplers (you know, they were sounded really good at the time...)
The songs/compositions where pretty good, and a bunch of Choreographers and a few Drama Directors worked with him and a few other students to create some really cool multimedia pieces for dance and drama.
Eric's upgraded his gear since then and now uses Reaper on his Desktop computer and Audio Evolution on his Android phone when he is creating/recording.
He continues to work with students (young and old )that want to learn old and new school approaches to create music. They are creating some amazing pieces and he encourages you all to check their unique and developing artistic voices over the Corona Conservatory of Music (www.ccofmusic.org) and at the Ioniate Media Group's Website (www.ioniate.com)
Four Seasons moves through fear, anger, grief, and hope as four distinct musical worlds within one continuous hybrid instrumental-vocal journey. Extended interludes reshape each emotion into the next, while a recurring doorway image traces the passage from guarded survival to open-hearted release. By the end, the house has not changed—the person inside it has. And morning enters in.
Cinnamon StarsA Personal Reflection on Memory, Drums, and DustThis piece started with a poem. Well—half a poem. The phrase “cinnamon stars” dropped out of my pen one morning and just… stuck. I wasn’t planning on writing music that day, but that phrase opened something—a fissure, a portal, a spice-laced memory chamber—and suddenly, I wasn’t at my desk anymore. I was walking inside the pages of Dune. Not in a literal, fan-art way. More like: emotionally wandering through the book’s residue. Echoes. Dust.There’s no clear timeline in Cinnamon Stars. No beginning, middle, or crescendo. It’s not that kind of piece. This is closer to remembering something you never lived—an abstract recollection. The sounds came the way desert winds move: nonlinear, patterned only by something ancient and unknowable.Sound as a Memory MapThe instrumentation came together slowly, but instinctively:Taiko drums for their elemental weight—like the slow heart of a sandworm or a tribal rite you’re not meant to witness.PVC pipe drums—hollow and reverberant. They remind me of wind howling through a Fremen sietch, or what bone might sound like if it dreamt.A modified kalimba, twisted just enough to lose its sweetness. I wanted something that sparkled but wasn’t friendly.Synths, of course—droning, gliding, breathing. They’re the thread, the mist, the mechanical sand.There’s no narrative to hold onto here. Just emotions, in layers:Mystery. Distance. Stillness. Pressure. Curiosity.I didn’t write this to be followed. I wrote it to be entered.Sometimes, when I listen back, I slip into a meditative state. Not on purpose. I just fade in, as if some part of me remembers a past I’ve never had. Maybe it's the spice. Maybe it's just the rhythm of forgetting.A Visual EchoThe visual element came later, but it’s integral. I had Sora build a 3D wall-hanging sculpture—somewhere between Klimt’s glimmering mosaics and Dalí’s warped dreaming. Texture is everything. I wanted golds and shadows, sharp edges that curl, things that feel aged but alive. I didn’t want to illustrate the music—I wanted the art to vibrate with it, mirror its emotional logic.It’s not a moving image in the traditional sense, but there’s movement inside it.Like dust suspended in light. Like an altar in a dream.Who Might Hear This?I imagine this resonating with:Film producers searching for ambient cinematic atmospheres with edges.Choreographers who like music that breathes but doesn’t beg for attention.Percussionists curious about unconventional forms—who know that rhythm doesn’t always mean tempo.But really, it’s for anyone drawn to sonic meditation. For listeners who appreciate uncertainty, who can sit inside mood without asking it to resolve.What Sets It Apart?This isn’t ambient as background. It’s ambient as portal.What sets this piece apart is the combination of tactile percussion and spacious electronics—that soft tension between grounded and drifting.It doesn’t offer resolution. It offers reflection.A sense that maybe… just maybe… you’ve heard this before.Not in this life. Not on this planet. But somewhere.“When I listen to this piece, I drop into a meditative state... perhaps it’s spice-influenced?”—me, to myself, more than onceAcknowledgmentsAs always, my deepest gratitude to the Strepito group. They turned these weird textures and pulse-ideas into something real, playable, resonant. They understood the emotional logic of the piece before I had words for it.
I didn’t write 4 Minute Bake to say anything profound. I wrote it because I wanted to burn through four minutes with nothing but power, drive, and rhythm. This piece is about being loud, fast, and unapologetically physical. It doesn’t build toward some grand emotional payoff—it is the payoff. Right from the first strike.The heartbeat of the piece is taiko drums—relentless and chest-pounding. I built around that core using air gamelans, a synth pad for a bit of sustained color, and both bowed and struck gongs to stretch and smash the space in between. It’s what I imagine if Mike Portnoy was dropped into a taiko drum circle and told to go full Dream Theater mode—no restraint, just propulsion.I see it visually as a kind of drum fever dream—a room full of percussionists in reds and browns, all motion, no stillness, everything sweating and shaking with intention. It’s cinematic. It’s experimental. It doesn’t need to explain itself. Just hit play.This isn’t for everyone—but it’s definitely for:• Percussion enthusiasts who live for the beat• Choreographers looking for sound that pushes bodies into action• Film directors who need something that surges forward like a train with no brakesBig thanks to the Strepito group for bringing this to life—your energy is all over this recording.One last thing I try to remember when I write:Have a focus—and go after it with everything you've got.This piece is that mindset, turned into sound.
What if every day held its own quiet celebration?"This Grand Day" invites you into a soundscape where ambient textures, abstract poetry, and voice unite in a reverent exploration of daily wonder.Crafted in the spirit of minimalism and calm inspiration, this piece began with a spontaneous spark: a poem, born while experimenting with abstract language. From that creative seed, a sonic landscape unfolded — one that mirrors the poetic cadence of speech in its melodic structure.At the heart of This Grand Day is a unique compositional approach: the natural rhythm of spoken word drives the timing and flow of the melody. Rather than composing the instrumental lines first, the musical phrasing emerged organically from the syllabic tempo and emotional arc of the poem. This results in a seamless blend of lyrical meaning and musical motion — a sonic poetry reading wrapped in ambient texture.A lush synthetic choir pad provides a soft, evolving harmonic foundation.Tenor and soprano voices weave gentle melodic lines, creating a layered, vocal-forward texture.The spoken word element is not ornamental — it's rhythmic, grounding, and central to the piece’s pulse.The piece gently moves through a landscape of introspection and quiet joy. While there is celebration at its core, a subtle undercurrent of longing flows beneath — a wish for a world where each day holds beauty for all. This emotional duality invites deep listening and contemplation.🎧 For Listeners Who Enjoy:Experimental ambient vocal worksMinimalist or post-minimalist compositionsMeditative music with a lyrical or poetic elementArtists exploring the intersection of speech, melody, and texture📣 Ideal For:Vocalists exploring new formatsLovers of atmospheric, reflective musicPoets and lyricists interested in musical interpretation of spoken languageAmbient and experimental music fans seeking layered, voice-driven pieces✨ What Makes This Piece Stand Out:An unconventional structure where spoken word dictates melodyRich, immersive texture through minimal meansEmotional sincerity without overstatementA rare fusion of abstract poetry and ambient musicAuthentic and deeply personal — from concept to compositionCreating This Grand Day was more than a musical process — it was an emotional meditation. Blending spoken poetry with ambient textures allowed me to connect with the present moment in a new way, and I hope it offers the same reflective space for you.
Home in Tennessee – A Personal Journey“Always come home.”I wrote this piece during a time when I was on the move constantly. 2024 was a year filled with airports, hotel rooms, unfamiliar cities, and long drives. Each trip had its purpose—some exciting, some exhausting—but no matter where I was, there was always a moment where I’d catch myself daydreaming about home.Tennessee.Not just the place, but the people.The sounds. The stillness.The reds of the trees in autumn.My family’s laughter echoing through the kitchen.That first breath of crisp Southern air after landing at the airport.That’s what I missed. That’s what this piece is about.The Song’s StoryHome in Tennessee is my attempt to put that feeling into music. I wanted to capture more than just nostalgia—I wanted to show the emotional arc of being away, and the overwhelming peace of finally returning.It begins with a woman’s voice—she sets the stage. She sings about Tennessee like it’s a living, breathing character. Her lines are simple, warm, grounded—like someone describing a photo album to a loved one.Then a male voice enters. His tone is different—quieter, distant. He’s not in Tennessee. He’s somewhere far off, missing what she’s describing. There’s a longing in his phrasing, a kind of aching restraint. That’s me, in all those hotel rooms, watching videos from home, listening to messages from friends, scrolling past family photos.Then comes the bridge—and this is where everything changes.The two voices come together in counterpoint. They don’t sing the same words or the same melody, but their voices move around each other like they’re on parallel roads, heading the same direction. It’s not just musically interesting—it’s deeply symbolic. That bridge is the journey. It’s the effort it takes to close the distance between where you are and where your heart belongs.And then—finally—they arrive. The last chorus is sung in unison. The two voices, once apart, are now together. That’s the moment of reunion. That’s stepping through the door, hugging your people, smelling the autumn leaves outside your window. That’s home.Musically SpeakingI kept the instrumentation simple on purpose.Acoustic guitar carries the emotional tone—warm, honest, unfiltered.Drums are subtle but essential, giving the track forward motion without rushing the listener.And the vocals—they do the heavy lifting. They’re not just narrators; they are the story.I love how the bridge uses contrapuntal lines to take what could have been a straightforward folk song and push it into a more progressive, artistic space. That moment of melodic complexity reflects how tangled and nonlinear the emotional journey home can be.The VisualsWe filmed the visuals during peak autumn in Tennessee. If you’ve never seen the red trees here—really seen them—you’re missing something extraordinary. The leaves don’t just turn; they burn. The reds are deep and rich, and when sunlight hits them, the entire landscape glows like a memory you didn’t know you had.I wanted the visuals to match the song in tone—not flashy or stylized, but sincere and vivid. Every shot is a piece of the world I was missing while I was away.If You’ve Ever Missed Home…This song is for you.If you’ve traveled far and found your heart tugged back toward the people who know you best—this is yours.If you’ve ever walked through your front door after being gone too long and exhaled like you hadn’t breathed in weeks—this is your soundtrack.Thank YouFor listening. For watching. For letting me share a piece of my story with you.If this music resonates with you, I hope you’ll carry it with you the next time you’re far from home.Because no matter where we go, no matter how long we’re gone…Always come home.
Breezy didn’t start with a melody or an idea. It started with rhythm—loud, physical, insistent.It hit me after a storm. I was sitting on the deck, air still heavy, when a Taiko drum pattern arrived—fully formed. Not imagined. Not composed. It felt like the storm had left it behind.The irony in the name Breezy is intentional. There’s nothing breezy about this piece. It opens with force and never politely asks for your attention. It surrounds. It shakes. It moves. This isn’t about weather—it is weather. But more importantly, it’s about how we move through the storms of life, internal and external.Resistance is everywhere. Deadlines. Doubts. The ache to prove what we do matters. Breezy became my way of giving sound to that process—of facing pressure and pushing forward anyway.⚡ A Piece Built Like a StormThe structure reflects a storm system in three acts:ACT I: The Hit – Taiko drums crash in. Distorted synths follow, not to sound like thunder, but to feel like it.ACT II: The Eye – Things drop out. The space widens. But the pressure remains, like a false calm.ACT III: The Return – The storm surges back. Louder. Tighter. You’ve been through it once—now you endure it with clarity.The piece doesn’t resolve neatly. Because life doesn’t. It just keeps going. That was the point.🔊 Sound That Fights BackEverything in Breezy is designed to feel bigger than the listener:Taiko Drums – Tuned for low resonance, layered for impact. They don’t just mark time—they are time, relentless and grounding.Distorted Synths – Treated like weather systems—unpredictable, menacing, bent under pressure.Reverb – A spatial tool, not just a mix choice. Early reverb is vast, later it contracts. It shapes how close or far the storm feels.Silence – Composed, not passive. Used to build tension. A held breath before impact.Density and Space – Frequencies shift like weather fronts. Some moments widen; others pull in like pressure zones.These aren’t effects. They’re tools to simulate what it feels like to face down something you can’t control—and move through it anyway.🎧 Who It’s ForBreezy is for people who need music that moves with purpose:Choreographers wrestling with themes of tension and releaseFilmmakers or editors looking for emotionally volatile texturePercussionists who crave rhythm that hits deeper than timekeepingListeners ready to feel—not floatThis isn’t background music. It grabs you. Holds you. Demands your focus.🌩 A Final ReflectionStorms don’t just happen in nature. They show up in our lives—in doubt, noise, pressure. But sometimes, like that rhythm on the deck, something honest cuts through.And when it does, we follow.Breezy is my response to those moments. A piece not about resolution, but about resilience.Thanks to Strepito for delivering this work with raw clarity. And to everyone who listens—I hope Breezy gives you something to hold onto the next time your own storm arrives.🎧 Listen. Brace. Endure.
Changes - A Pop Rock Journey of Embracing the UnexpectedSometimes, the best moments in life come from the changes we can’t control. Changes is a high-energy pop rock track that captures the beauty of embracing life’s unpredictable shifts. Built on four distinct hooks—an intricate dual guitar strumming groove and three vocal motifs—this song is all about letting go, moving forward, and discovering something amazing along the way.🎸 The Story Behind ChangesThis song was born from a live demo on Jacktrip, where I was showcasing my typical composing workflow. The foundation started with a layered acoustic guitar collage using the Ample Guitar plugin, setting the stage for the opening vocal line to naturally emerge. As the track took shape, an unexpected but magical moment happened—Solaria’s vocal scat, a spontaneous addition, became a defining element of the song.At its core, Changes reflects the personal and creative growth that occurs when we surrender to the unknown. The rhythmic interplay of the two acoustic guitars represents the duality of change—sometimes harmonious, sometimes conflicting, but always pushing forward. The vocal hooks, carefully woven into the arrangement, act as guideposts through the emotional landscape of the track, echoing the ebb and flow of transformation.Solara’s vocal scat wasn’t planned—it simply happened in the moment. This unfiltered expression perfectly embodied the essence of Changes: the beauty of spontaneity and the surprises that come when we trust the creative process. In that sense, Changes is more than just a song; it’s a testament to the way music, much like life, evolves beyond our expectations.🌤 A Visual JourneyThe music video for Changes brings its themes to life with "concrete abstract" imagery—clouds drifting in the wind, forming fleeting pictures in the sky, only to disappear and make way for new ones. This visual metaphor highlights the impermanence of moments and the joy found in experiencing them while they last. Just as the sky is constantly shifting, so too are we, and rather than resisting, we can choose to move with the change.The color palette of the video reflects this free-spirited energy, incorporating warm, nostalgic hues that evoke a happy, flower-child feel. It’s a visual representation of the optimism and liberation that comes with embracing life's twists and turns.🎶 For Fans Of:If you love Fleetwood Mac, classic rock, or progressive rock vibes, you’ll feel right at home with Changes.✨ How Should You Feel?Energized. Uplifted. Ready to take on whatever comes next.🔗 Check Out More Music:🎵 SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/eric-schultheiss-ioniate📺 YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@EricSchultheiss📢 Join the Conversation:Don’t be afraid of change. We can only get better by making a change. Let me know how Changes resonates with you in the comments!🔥 Hashtags:#PopRockVibes #FleetwoodMacStyle #EmbraceChange #FeelGoodMusic #GuitarGroove
The Night AirA Cinematic Music Theater ExperienceStep into a sultry, golden-lit evening where romance and mystery intertwine in The Night Air. This cinematic music theater piece draws listeners into a richly textured soundscape of Taiko drums, ethereal synth pads, and hypnotic synth ostinatos, creating a visceral and evocative listening experience.The Inspiration The journey of The Night Air began with a simple riff crafted on a mobile DAW, blossoming into a deeply cinematic and sensual piece. The lyric "the promise of the night air" emerged from a creative collaboration with ChatGPT, evolving into an exploration of love, mystery, and the electric possibilities of an evening. The theme is tied to the delicate and thrilling dance of romantic interludes, set against the enigmatic backdrop of the night.The Narrative At its heart, The Night Air unfolds as a conversation between two voices—one male, one female. The dialogue plays out like a scene from a movie, capturing a pivotal, flirtatious moment. The male protagonist, rebounding from rejection after his boldest pickup line, hears the playful and enigmatic reply, “Then again…” from his counterpart. This tantalizing response shifts the mood instantly, reigniting hope and intrigue, and setting the tone for an evening full of playful tension and promise.Instrumentation and Texture The music’s distinctive texture is a standout feature. The deep resonance of Taiko drums grounds the piece, lending it a cinematic gravitas, while the ethereal synth pads create an atmospheric backdrop. Layered atop this are shimmering synth ostinatos, adding rhythmic and melodic intrigue. Together, these elements create a soundscape that is at once sultry, contemplative, playful, and darkly mysterious.Visual Imagery Imagine a warm summer night, the air thick with the scent of jasmine. The scene unfolds in an upscale, dimly lit restaurant or bar, bathed in golden light that reflects off polished surfaces. The visuals mirror the music’s sensuality and mystery, encapsulating the allure of the evening and the sparks between two characters on the cusp of something profound yet playful.For the Audience Fans of Peter Gabriel, Kate Bush, and art music will find much to love in The Night Air. Its cinematic storytelling and textured sound are perfect for those who appreciate innovative and emotive music that bridges genres. This piece speaks to listeners who revel in the tension of love’s playful dance, the mystique of the evening, and the power of evocative soundscapes.Acknowledgments A special thanks to Dreamtonics, Eclipsed Sounds, and The Strepito Group for their incredible work, which brought this vision to life. Their contributions have been instrumental in transforming these ideas into a fully realized musical experience.Hashtags #CinematicTheater, #SultrySounds, #NightAirMystique, #ArtMusic, #TaikoDrums, #SensualMusic, #EveningMood, #GoldenGlow, #NewMusic, #AmbientMusic, #SynthScapes, ---As you saythere may be little moreto this conversation.Little left to give, to gain.No more flirtationThen again...I'll take a chanceand I'll changecircumstanceFind wonderlandWhen I touchyour outstretched handYour gaze, there's so muchI understandNow is our chance (yes)No more wasting time (yes)We finally decideMoving on we can sharethe promise of the night air.Change circumstance If you willTake the chance.... so we say
The twinkling lights of Christmas trees, the rhythmic chaos of holiday preparations, and the warmth of familiarity that settles in after the season’s initial rush—this is the essence of my latest composition, Lights Twinkle. As a Christmas music piece crafted for voice, percussion ensemble, taiko drums, and harp, Lights Twinkle offers a unique auditory experience that blends tradition with innovation.At its core, Lights Twinkle is a story told through sound and haikus. These succinct and rhythmic poetic forms perfectly complement my polyrhythmic compositional approach. Their structured rhythm provides a steady foundation amidst the layered complexity of the music. Moreover, I found inspiration in exploring a Japanese-influenced take on Christmas traditions, pairing the poetic brevity of haikus with the resonant power of taiko drums.The harp takes center stage alongside the percussion ensemble, creating a sonic tapestry that is both grounded and ethereal. I’ve always loved how the harp blends with percussion, particularly the marimba. The harp’s dreamy quality elevates the piece, while percussion keeps it rooted, primal, and rhythmic—a delicate interplay of textures. I often think of the harp as a "pretty percussion instrument," and in Lights Twinkle, it shines in that role.One magical moment during the composition process was when I accidentally copy-pasted the taiko drum pulse onto the marimba track. What could have been a mistake became a serendipitous breakthrough: the marimba’s introduction brought a fresh yet comfortably memorable rhythm to the piece. Another unforgettable moment was adding a "Carol of the Bells" rhythmic motif to the finale, tying the music to timeless Christmas emotions. Every time I hear that section, it feels like reconnecting with a cherished memory.Polyrhythms naturally introduce complexity, but my goal was to make them inviting, not overwhelming. To achieve this, I kept the orchestration focused: no more than three rhythmic ideas sound simultaneously. Carefully placed accents reinforce the base pulse, anchoring the listener and tying the textures together. These choices ensure that Lights Twinkle feels intricate yet approachable, inviting repeated listens to fully appreciate its layers.The haiku “Light’s twinkle, on evergreen” inspired the entire piece. It captures the pure joy of a Christmas tree, a universal symbol of the season. Through the music, I hope to evoke the hustle and bustle of holiday preparations, the unpredictability of new traditions, and the eventual comfort and warmth they bring. By the third listen, I believe audiences will feel at home in this soundscape, appreciating its connection to the season’s rhythms and emotions.Ultimately, Lights Twinkle is my gift to listeners—a fresh yet familiar experience of Christmas. I hope it becomes part of your holiday traditions, offering warmth, wonder, and a little rhythmic sparkle to the season.--------Snow falls gently downLights twinkle on evergreen Silent night is here Candles softly glow Childrens laughter fills the air Christmas warmth surrounds Ornaments shine bright Memories hung on each branch Love wraps every gift Bells ring in the cold Voices sing of joy and peace Christmas time is near Snow falls gently down Carols sung by fire light Peace on earth tonight Angels in the sky Guideing light on Christmas Hope reborn again Songs of joy resound Not for presents but for peace A gift that enduresBeyond all the bowsA humble star lights the way Guideing hearts to Joy(lights twinkleon evergreen childrens laughter fills the air carols sung by firelight peace desends on this night candle glow memories gently hung on each branch by firelight peace on earth tonight angel snowfall )Snow falls gently down Lights twinkle on evergreen Christmas night is here
Prepare to be transported by the pulse of ethnic percussion, the raw power of guitar, and the haunting allure of voice. "In the Extreme" takes you on an exhilarating sonic journey, exploring the deep, passionate desires that our dreams ignite within us. Each beat and melody weaves a story of longing, determination, and the extremes we reach for the things we crave most in life.Feel the rhythm. Embrace the journey. Live the dream.Available now on all platforms!#InTheExtreme #NewMusic #EthnicPercussion #DreamChasers #MusicThatMoves
I've had the plan to write a lullaby for many years. After missing the timing for my own kids the idea has been a "that would be nice to do" thought ...until recently when our backyard deck came into the story.For those that don't know, our deck overlooks our community and has just enough elevation so that we see over many of the rooftops and trees and the surrounding hills make a wonderful evening setting. There have been many evenings watching the sunset with Dee and the family. Not only do we have an amazing view, we also have one of the most incredible auditory experiences as well. From where we are at we can hear much of the neighborhood sounds, and more often than not, the sounds of the Norman Creek kids playing. The sounds of kids playing together outside is something that was so foreign after so many years in California, it's been wonderful to experience it from the deck.So what does all this have to do with a lullaby? For years I've known that the lullaby would be based upon the love, joy, and safety that Dee showed our kids while growing up. I think those things are the cornerstones for kids growing up strong and confident. The sounds of the Norman Creek kids, and the sheer joy of sitting and watching amazing sunsets with Dee, reignited the thoughts of kids being put to bed by their mothers. With the memories of Dee with our kids, and the thoughts of the Norman Creek moms with their kids in my head, the words and music of "As You Sleep" flowed out a few weekends ago. Although my writing partner Chris Meola and I are not quite done with the final instrument arrangements, I wanted to share what we have with you as we work to dot the I's and cross the T's. As always, many thanks to Dee for being the inspiration and indulging my creative whims and I'd also like to dedicate this one to the Kids and Moms of Norman Creek. Thanks for sharing your joy with the neighborhood!
This 4-minute track takes listeners on a dramatic sonic journey through a powerful story of betrayal, resilience, and grassroots triumph. Designed for listeners who crave deep, driving rhythms and dynamic storytelling. Combining the primal energy of Taiko drums with the futuristic tones of synthesizers and a raw male vocal, this piece offers a cinematic soundscape. The heavy drumset drives the narrative, making it a perfect fit for playlists centered on epic soundtracks, story-driven compositions, or cinematic electronica.
On the rugged cliffs of a remote coastal village, a young woman named Elara could often be seen gazing out at the sea. The villagers would whisper about her, speculating that she was mourning a lost love, perhaps a sailor taken by the unforgiving ocean. Her delicate features, framed by wild, wind-swept hair, seemed etched with sorrow as she stood day after day, eyes fixed on the horizon.The villagers, seeing her sorrowful vigil, assumed she was longing for the return of her husband, unaware of the darkness that awaited her within the walls of their home. They would offer her comforting words, saying, “Don’t worry, Elara, Darius will return to you soon,” or “The sea can be cruel, but it will bring him back safely.” Elara would nod silently, tears gathering in her eyes, but the truth was far from what they imagined.Elara’s story was well-known among the townsfolk. She had married a fisherman named Darius, a man whose charm and good looks had captivated her when they first met. But soon after the wedding, his true nature had emerged. Darius was cruel and violent, his temper like the storms that often raged over the sea. He would disappear for days on his fishing trips, only to return with fury in his heart and fists that followed. The bruises on Elara's skin were hidden beneath long sleeves and high collars, but her spirit bore the heaviest scars.Each day Elara stood on the cliff, she wasn’t hoping for Darius's return. She was praying for the sea to keep him. The idea of his ship never returning, of the ocean claiming him as it had so many others, was the only thought that brought her a flicker of peace. She imagined the waves pulling him under, silencing his rage forever. Yet, she was trapped in a cycle of dread, knowing that if he did return, her suffering would begin anew.One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the sky blazed with fiery reds and oranges, a ship appeared in the distance. Elara’s heart clenched in her chest as she recognized the familiar sails. It was Darius's vessel, returning from the sea. The villagers, seeing the ship, cheered and hurried down to the shore, but Elara remained on the cliff, frozen in place.As the ship drew closer, she saw that it was damaged, the mast splintered and the sails torn. A sudden storm had ravaged the vessel, leaving it barely afloat. But to Elara’s horror, she saw Darius on the deck, alive and shouting orders to his crew. He was coming back.Tears streamed down Elara’s face, not from relief, but from despair. Her silent prayers had gone unanswered. She could already feel the weight of the chains tightening around her, the suffocating fear returning with each step he would take toward their home.But then, as if in response to her unspoken wishes, the sea churned violently beneath the ship. A monstrous wave rose up, towering over the vessel before crashing down with a force that splintered wood and swallowed men whole. In an instant, the ship was gone, dragged into the abyss by the unforgiving sea.The villagers gasped in horror, some falling to their knees, while others cried out in disbelief. But Elara remained still, her tears drying in the salty breeze. Her heart, once heavy with dread, now felt light. She turned away from the sea, the burden lifted from her soul.As the villagers mourned the loss of Darius and his crew, Elara walked back to her small cottage. For the first time in years, she felt a sense of freedom, the shackles of fear finally broken. The sea had taken what it had once returned, and in its wake, it had given her the greatest gift she could have asked for: a life free from Darius, a future she could shape with her own hands.And so, the woman who once mournfully stared out to sea now looked toward the horizon with quiet hope, no longer bound by the shadows of her past.
A satisfying blend of electronic, orchestra, choir and percussion blended to a perfect cacophony of sound and harmony
Dedicated to all the brave men and women of our United States Armed Forces. Donum quod das (The gift you give) Vita pro libero (Life for the free) Impleta promissio tueri (A fullfilled promise to protect) Quieti in aeternum (Rest forever)100% of all streaming revenue for all versions of "Uncommon Man" is donated to charities providing services to our homeless veterans.-----A huge Thank You goes out to the team at DreamTonics. Without your amazing software there would not have been a realization of this iteration of "Uncommon Man"Certainly not all AI is inhumane.
Welcome to an auditory feast of contrasting flavors! 'Peanut Butter and Hubris' is a musical journey that blends whimsical melodies with audacious rhythms, embodying the essence of playful arrogance. This composition dances between sweet harmonies reminiscent of indulgent peanut butter and the bold, assertive tones representing the audacity of hubris. Join us as we delve into this musical exploration that juxtaposes the deliciously harmonious with the daringly bold117 BPM: F minor - MOODSMellow (80), Chill (70), Sad (60), Beautiful (50), Sexy (40)INSTRUMENTSSynth, Drums, Strings, Piano, Harp===========Comparing peanut butter to hubris in the context of music is an interesting challenge. Peanut butter, a versatile spread loved by many, can be likened to the foundational elements in the piece. It is represented in the basic, essential components of rhythm, melody, and harmony that form the backbone of the music. On the other hand, hubris, characterized by excessive pride or self-confidence, can be equated to a person's overestimation of their own abilities or importance. It might reflect arrogance that leads a person to take action solely for their own gratification, neglecting the others and losing touch with humility and destroying their authenticity.
When is blackmail born? When a person commits the blackmailable act? Or is it when someone attempts to exploit that action?This piece for drumset and piano explores this question, and the many emotions that rush through a blackmailed person.Please drop a comment with your answer to question!
Composed specifically for Modern Dance Choreographers, Airidea's Journal is a wonderful blend of percussion and ambient electronic music.Taiko drums tell the story of a conflicted Airidea, who with one entry into her journal, may change her world however she desires.
A few years back I became very disappointed with social media. I took a long break and after much soul searching found that I could participate in very select groups again.Reflective Rift is an autobiographical account of my social media journey. told with music.For those that enjoy percussion, minimalistic harmony, and cinematic textures, I think you'll enjoy the piece.
In the realm of art music, innovation and experimentation are the lifeblood that propels the genre forward. Tapestry d'Orel is a testament to the power of that experimentation.In this composition, the ebow (often associated with the electric guitar) ventures into uncharted territory as it delicately interacts with the strings of a grand piano to conjure up haunting, sustained sounds that send shivers down one's spine.
When rock solid drumming meets the expressive melodies of an electro-acoustic progressive vibraphonist you get pressure washed.
Sampled and detuned churchbells provide the sonic textures for this exploration of abstract ambience
The view inside is not always what is expected.Art isn't always pretty, but when done honestly, it is a true reflection of the artist and their views.
A unique blend of Choir, Tiako Drums and bowed crystal glasses.Telling a tale of Phantzi
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"I want to tell you a story, of a lovely girl I know...."
After 28 yrs as our family's hidden gem (and my most requested tune by my kids) I'm finally releasing the lovely lady to the public.
She may currently be constrained to this 4 track demo from college (ok is was the 4 track, Mac Plus - yes the Plus - Roland S330 and KAT midi controller all recorded in the UCI Gassman Lab), but I still believe "pineapple's not sweeter"
In honor of her 28th birthday this year, I've started the process to properly record "Elaia". My hope is to get the full band arrangement into MuseScore, printed and performed by some real players. I'm targeting an end of year release of ELAIA v2.0 but that can be sped up by your likes.... :)
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Sometimes the Oldies are the Goodies - Even when you forget their original name...
Originally written in the 20th Century - this is one of a number of pieces written as a backing track for soloing practice. I encourage everyone to play along, and send me any of your recorded improvisations, would love to see what you come up with...
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