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Ah Mearah (пентаптих) (2025-12-07)
Вариации исходной вокальной галлюцинации.
Ah Mearah Remastered, opus 2280
Ah Mearah Remastered, opus 2280
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Ah Mearah: Baroque Waltz, opus 2632
Ah Mearah: Baroque Waltz, opus 2632
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Ah Mearah: Rock Ballad, opus 2634
Ah Mearah: Rock Ballad, opus 2634
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Ah Mearah: Specters Dance, opus 2636
Ah Mearah: Specters Dance, opus 2636
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Ah Mearah: Chorus Insolitus, opus 2638
Ah Mearah: Chorus Insolitus, opus 2638
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Отшельник и воробьи (баллада) (2025-11-30)
Баллада "Отшельник и воробьи", на шотландском языке.
Hermit And Sparrows, opus 2630
Hermit And Sparrows, opus 2630
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Snaw on the peaks, cauld in the glen,
Hermit by the fireside coontin wee brown hens—
No hens ava, but spuggies fine,
Sixty souls in a row on the feedin line.
1. The winter cam ower-sharp this year,
Wi the frost like glass on the windae clear.
The burn lay still, the track was deid,
Naethin moved but the smoke overhead.
High in a howe whaur the snaw gangs deep,
Auld hermit keepit his fire an sleep.
But oot by the eaves in a flurry o wings,
Wee sparras plotted grand wee things.
2. They drappit doon frae the bitter blue,
“We’re freezin, man, what will we do?”
They chittered, “See yon licht sae warm?
Yon must be a hermit’s storm.”
They queued in rows on the broom an stone,
Like weary travellers wantin a phone.
Mair nor three-score, plus twa or three,
Aw shooglin tails in a snawy tree.
Chorus
Oh the spuggies at the hermit’s door,
Cheepin, “Feed us, just once more!”
He gies them crumbs, they sing wi glee—
Best wee choir in the snowy lea.
3. The hermit glowered through steam an crack,
“Wha filled ma porch wi a feathert pack?
I’ve oats for parritch, nuts for me,
No a seed’s left for a spuggie spree!”
But still they bobbed wi their button een,
Like wee wee monks in a frosty scene.
He sighed, “Ach weel, ye’ve won, nae doot,”
An shook the loaf to shake crumbs oot.
Chorus
Oh the spuggies at the hermit’s door,
Cheepin, “Feed us, just once more!”
He gies them crumbs, they sing wi glee—
Best wee choir in the snowy lea.
Noo every storm that roars the brae,
They ken the road, they find the way.
The world’s a cauld and wild big hill,
But there’s a window shinin still.
For a hert that’s lone in the winter cauld,
A flock o spuggies is guid as gowd.
They pay their rent in sangs sae braw,
An keep the hermit frae turnin raw.
Chorus
Oh the spuggies at the hermit’s door,
Cheepin, “Feed us, just once more!”
He gies them crumbs, they sing wi glee—
Best wee choir in the snowy lea.
4. So if ye’re lost in the mountain snaw,
Mind on the spuggies an dinna thaw.
Find ye a licht in the howe somewhaur,
An share yer crumbs, if ye’ve ony spare.
Mia hums “ah”, Lora lauchs low—
Sixty spuggies swingin in the glow.
High in the valley, snug an bright,
They’ve turned a hard frost into licht.
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Машина метафор (2025-11-23)
Мой подарок сообществу тех, кто работает с генеративной музыкой — скрипт для создания стилей, порождающих насыщенные, интересные композиции (Metaphor Machine).
Примеры ниже.
Metaphor Machine — Surreal Waltz, opus 2623
Metaphor Machine — Surreal Waltz, opus 2623
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Определение трека
Style of Music
Intro: forest ethereal with circus-waltz undercurrent, fragile mantras, playful, churning ghost-chants over playful patterns, carnival-hum reverb, surreal wonder midnight-reckoning → mid-track lift: forest ethereal with circus-waltz undercurrent, creaking wailing-phrases, mechanical, stripping choirs over mechanical patterns, burnt-field-echo glow, hypnotic acceptance blackout → outro: forest ethereal with circus-waltz undercurrent, gritty spoken-song, playful, crashing inversions over playful patterns, basement-Polaroid hum, uneasy void bittersweet-dawn
Metaphor Machine — Ghost Waltz, opus 2624
Metaphor Machine — Ghost Waltz, opus 2624
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Определение трека
Style of Music
Intro: forest ethereal with circus-waltz undercurrent, fragile mantras, playful, churning ghost-chants over playful patterns, carnival-hum reverb, surreal wonder midnight-reckoning → mid-track lift: forest ethereal with circus-waltz undercurrent, creaking wailing-phrases, mechanical, stripping choirs over mechanical patterns, burnt-field-echo glow, hypnotic acceptance blackout → outro: forest ethereal with circus-waltz undercurrent, gritty spoken-song, playful, crashing inversions over playful patterns, basement-Polaroid hum, uneasy void bittersweet-dawn
Metaphor Machine — Hypnotic Reggae, opus 2625
Metaphor Machine — Hypnotic Reggae, opus 2625
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Определение трека
Style of Music
Intro: reggae fusion, hypnotic sermon-speech, coiling shimmer, burnt-field-hum reverb, ecstasy crescendo → mid-track lift: reggae blend, mournful sacred-rap, stripping reverb-trails, neon-alley-reverb echo, ecstasy last-stand → outro: reggae hybrid, urgent call-and-response-shouts, collapsing countermelodies, subway-tunnel-shimmer shimmer, ecstasy numb-aftermath
Metaphor Machine — Choir Of Bliss, opus 2626
Metaphor Machine — Choir Of Bliss, opus 2626
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Определение трека
Style of Music
Intro: isicathamiya blend, vulnerable breathed-melody, swelling noise-beds, hospital-wing-shimmer hum, numbness afterglow → mid-track lift: gagaku fusion, deadpan wailing-phrases, unraveling choirs, chapel-sepia-film shimmer, dissolution dissolve → outro: Gqom-tempo township-energy, deadpan lullaby-vocals, spiraling haze, carnival-roar haze, wonder crescendo
Metaphor Machine — Halloween Party, opus 2627
Metaphor Machine — Halloween Party, opus 2627
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Определение трека
Style of Music
Intro: darkwave electro, gritty sermon-speech, breathing snares, theater-stage-roar reverb, regret surge → mid-track lift: witch-house dark-ambient, vulnerable soprano-flights, descending harmonies, warehouse-CCTV haze, despair midnight-reckoning → outro: steppe-reggae fusion, woody spoken-song, dissolving tom-rolls, glacier-static blur, ecstasy haunted-calm
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Обновление тегов + Синиструм (2025-11-19)
Обновились описания тегов, см. репозиторий. В основном там более точная работа с текстовыми директивами внутренних тегов. Но есть и забавное, например тег "announcer" для чтения текстового вступления к песне. Ниже пример использования.
Sinistrum, opus 2615
Sinistrum, opus 2615
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Определение трека
Style of Music
Dark instrumental blend of drift phonk's hypnotic, drifting hi-hats and muffled kicks with horror synth's ominous, wavering oscillators and spectral drones; slow-building structure starts sparse with announcement fade-in, then layers cowbell percussion over eerie minor-key synth motifs, incorporating distant echoes and low-pass filtered menace to create a cinematic sense of impending doom; focus on instrumental polyphony where phonk rhythms pulse beneath synth horror swells, maintaining a brooding, non-vocal atmosphere throughout for a 2-3 minute tension arc
Lyrics
[genre: drift-phonk, horror-synth]
[mood: sinister, ominous]
[instrumental: after announcement]
[control: no-repeat, dynamic, transitions polyphony]
[vocalist: female low sinister slow voice for announcement only, female ghost vocals, vocal hallucinations]
[sequence: announcer, intro, verse, chorus, outro]
[length: 260]
[announcer: sinister slow voice, ominous delivery, deep reverb]
"И вот пробуждается древний ужас, возрождаясь из бескрайней мглы..."
[intro: slow build deep 808 bass and eerie synth pads fading in from announcement]
[verse: drifting phonk rhythm with muffled hi-hats cowbell and horror synth arpeggios layering tension]
[chorus: fuller polyphonic swell sub-bass drop and warped synth drones for menacing peak]
[outro: fading echoes reverb trails dissolving into silence]
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Велесова ночь (тетраптих) (2025-11-08)
Полный комплект — альбом (тетраптих) "Велесова ночь".
Hour Of Dusk: Meet The Elk, opus 2604
Hour Of Dusk: Meet The Elk, opus 2604
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Hour Of Dusk: Sense The Call, opus 2610
Hour Of Dusk: Sense The Call, opus 2610
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Hour Of Dusk: Follow The Wolf, opus 2611
Hour Of Dusk: Follow The Wolf, opus 2611
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Hour Of Dusk: Watch The Eagle, opus 2612
Hour Of Dusk: Watch The Eagle, opus 2612
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Велесова ночь (2025-10-31)
Тех, кто не отмечает Хэллоуин, могу поздравить с Велесовой ночью.
Veles Night: hour 1, opus 2604
Veles Night: hour 1, opus 2604
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Определение трека
Style of Music
Slow ritual-techno × Slavic frame-drum rites; low drones, willow-dark strings, bone rattles; half-time toms, trance pulses, white-voice calls, river/wind beds; dusk-to-dawn arc; solemn yet luminous
Lyrics
[control: ritual-techno, processional, persona-agnostic, cinematic-ambient]
[genre: ritual-techno, slavic-folk-fusion, dark-ambient]
[mood: chthonic, reverent, ancestral, luminous-under-shadow]
[tempo: slow half-time pulse ~70—92, processional swing]
[length: 210]
[instruments: frame-drum (buben/tupan), low toms, gusli, bowed-metals, sub-drones, willow shaker, zhaleika/sopilka, mossy pads, bell-chimes]
[vocals: white-voice calls, low male drone, breathy chorus pads]
[fx: cavern-reverb, thunder-ir, hydrophone-water, forest-wind, distant-owl]
[sequence: intro, verse, pre-chorus, chorus, verse, bridge, chorus, outro]
[intro: River-bed drones, willow-shaker rustle, distant frame-drum heartbeat; faint bell-chimes suggest cattle wealth]
[verse: Low toms + buben step; gusli ostinato enters; white-voice solo phrases (wordless) answer by soft male drone]
[pre-chorus: Sub-drones rise; bowed metal swells; toms double—anticipation before the solar lift]
[chorus: Procession opens—brighter pads, bell triads, wider white-voice harmonies; rhythm remains slow but radiant]
[verse: Motif returns earthward—tighter drums, quieter pads; zhaleika/sopilka serpentine line]
[bridge: Storm-myth chase—thunder IR hits, call-and-response between white-voice and tom triplets; brief silence breath]
[chorus: Final luminous pass—layered harmonies, gentle bell cycles; equilibrium of sky-fire and root-water]
[outro: Water/forest beds reclaim; frame-drum recedes; a last bell and owl call fade]
[end]
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И в зеркале окрестный гаснет свет (2025-10-30)
Ещё один рэп-эксперимент, с другой персоной (Алиса Пэйн).
The Mirror Eats The Hallway Light, opus 2602
The Mirror Eats The Hallway Light, opus 2602
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1. Keys in a dish, coat on a chair, grown-up calm, mortgage air,
Still, something feral in the foyer glare —
Childhood mirrors line the hall like doors I never chose,
Silver throats mutter myths through the frost on their nose.
My name pinwheels — A-li-ce — thin as a blade,
A tease of tea leaves, spades, and a cavalcade
Of hours that tasted like thunder and cream,
Where logic wore lace and knives learned to dream.
I’m back, but I’m not — heels on parquet, sober,
One touch on the frame and the night tips over.
Whispers slither from the bevels, bitter and bright:
“Come sip the impossible. You were our right.”
I stand in the hush where the grown world keeps,
Counting the breaths that the hallway eats.
If I lean too close to the mercury’s skin,
Do I lose my life — or let it begin?
Chorus:
The mirror eats the hallway light,
Swallows my outline, turns me white.
“Come back,” it says, “to wrongs made right — ”
I bite my tongue and hold my spine.
The mirror eats the hallway light,
Offers me thunder dressed as night.
Doorway of glass with teeth so fine —
Is it yours, or is it mine?
2. They bait me with riddles that smell like rain,
With card-suit bells and a sugar pain,
With “remember this?” and “forget that debt,”
A crown of fog I haven’t worn yet.
But I balance a ledger the child never had,
Rent due, pulse true, habits good/bad.
I govern my days like a quiet regime,
Tea at seven, chaos in a sealed museum.
Yet the silver keeps pooling around my shoes,
A spill of stars I could step into.
“Turn the knob, dear,” says a voice like lace,
“Trade certainty’s cage for a faster place.”
Chorus.
I press my palm —
it presses back.
I name my calm —
it names my lack.
A thousand doors —
one ribcage key.
If wonder roars —
will I be me?
Chorus.
The mirror eats the hallway light,
Swallows my outline, turns me white —
“Come back,” it hums, “unlearn, ignite — ”
I pace the edge and draw a line.
The mirror eats the hallway light,
But I can dim it, I can shine.
If I return, I choose the time —
Not summoned — only by design.
I flip the switch; the whispers thin.
I keep my crown beneath my skin.
If I go back, I’ll set the terms:
A queen of doors, not one who burns.
For now — lock clicks, heartbeat slow —
The glass remembers. So do I. Not yet. Not “no.”
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