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ItsBurner
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I like to compose, produce and arrange short soundtracks destined for video games. I plan on uploading more of my work here, as I've previously used Bandcamp for my big releases.
I love the sound of the 80s & 90s !

Age 26

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EMC Malakoff

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Update on me

Posted by ItsBurner - August 7th, 2024


Ever had ups and downs?


I certainly have, and quite frequently.


This rollercoaster of emotions inevitably seeps into my work, whether I'm writing songs or stories. Our moods affect us all.


Lately, my music has taken on a moody tone, a reflection of the toll the world's current state is taking on me. I've tried to ignore it, but I've realized that the best way to deal with this angst is to incorporate it into my art, releasing it from my psyche.


Inflation, geopolitics, climate change—it's all too chaotic and overwhelming. Since the lockdown, I feel as though two years of my life were stolen from me, with no way to get them back. This year, I've been meditating and fasting more often, acknowledging the saying that the gut is our second brain—a fact supported by science.


All I'm saying is that the forecast ahead looks grey, with possible storms.


It's crazy.


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Until We Meet Again


C Major – 99 bpm


Verse 1

In the half-light of early dawn,

Creaky floors and lawns dew-drawn,

Laugh lines linger where we used to lay,

Promises like cobwebs, swept away.


Chorus

Until we meet again,

Through the cracks of broken skies,

I’ll hold your echoes in my flaws,

As time just slips and slides.


Verse 2

Down the paths where wild things grow,

Beside the streams that used to flow,

Now the water’s still, the night grows cold,

Yet in the silence, our story’s told.


Chorus

Until we meet again,

In the fading light of day,

Where everything means nothing,

Yet we say it anyway.


Bridge

Sometimes I wonder why we try,

In a world that’s bound to say goodbye,

Yet here I am, a fool, perhaps,

Clutching at the might-have-beens, perhaps.


Chorus

Until we meet again,

Through the cracks of broken skies,

I’ll hold your echoes in my flaws, As time just slips and slides.


Outro

So here’s to the emptiness,

until our paths realign, I’ll cherish the void you left,

In the corners of my mind.


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As an introverted essential worker, I actually kind of resent that I didn't get to just check out of society and stay in my house when covid hit. I basically spent the whole time wishing I could participate in this mysterious 'lockdown' thing that everyone else was talking about. I still had to go out and do stuff.
It sucked.

Gotta thug it out