Posts Tagged ‘instrumental’

Illusion for DJ, Piano and Orchestra

May 20, 2015

“Your love of life shall be love of your highest hope; and your highest hope shall be the highest thought of life. Your highest thought, however, you should receive as a command from me: man is something that shall be overcome.”
F. Nietzsche, Así habló Zaratustra

We are networks of illusion.
We consume, offer, create and destroy illusion.
It doesn’t complain, doesn’t wait, it only elevates us.
It’s meaningless and painful by itself, it is helpless and misleading.
It needs an engine to transform reality,
to become music and move forward.



The Sea

May 13, 2015

“Always. With that wonder which all things
Elementary leave behind, the beauty
In evenings, the moon, flame of the bonfire.
Who is the sea, who am I? I will know it
In the days to come that follow the agony”
Jorge Luis Borges, El otro, el mismo.


Song for the shortfilm “Mar” by Juan Souki.

Zero-sum game

December 3, 2014


2 Miles

September 28, 2014

“I’m always thinking about creating.
My future starts when I wake up every morning…
Every day I find something creative to do with my life.”
Miles Davis (May 26, 1926 – September 28, 1991)

dig the with nefertiti aura bird
Davis Never Brew Bess to Jazz Silent
Musings Dial Way E.S.P Period Was Real
Aura Under People Dial Someday Under Smiles
Amandla Corner Items to New Johnson Corner
Musings Modern Cookin’ Walkin’ Miles Jazz Groove
Bopping 2 Never that Yardbird Nefertiti Bags’
Babies Dial Miles Steamin’ Arrest Haze Sketches
pour Miles Way You’re Jazz Sextet It
Corner Steamin’ Birth Live-Evil of 1958
Relaxin’ New Band Ascenseur E.S.P Sextet Moods
of 2 Groove Corner You’re Songs Miles
Filles Filles Under Somethin’ Modern Davis Bitches
Dingo Round Will Bopping Music Blue the


The Hero’s Journey (the student journey)

March 4, 2014

“When we quit thinking primarily about ourselves and our own self-preservation,
we undergo a truly heroic transformation of consciousness.”
Joseph Campbell

Without asking where is his destiny, the hero builds it, fight for it and defends it.
He knows his destiny, and as he advances, he is just freeing the way


Against Drops

October 12, 2013

I did not hear anything. I saw drop after drop hit her hand soundlessly.
She closed her eyers and sharpened her senses. In the distance sensed something.
Other drops fell on her. She opened her eyes and was surprised to see that she became liquid.
Her transparent hands waited in silence. She closed her eyes.
An instrument sounded and she forgot it immediately. Saw her body and remembered flesh and bones.
The water ran over her. On her skin, veins, on her ears, on her being. She closed her eyes one last time.
She felt shine. The sun was born.
Then she heard silence.
And she began to drip.


Mandinga’s food

September 8, 2013

The devil, with his dead dance, is moving slowly. He is collecting petitions and strength to continue his way. He is taking leaders, beggars, minions, cretins, communicants and donors. We are watching him going somewhere. He is asking and we give.

Over time, Mandinga becomes sad. He wants to share light over the creation of others. He wants to give light to be shared and not to raise egos. But Lucifer, as any other angel, can’t do anything else, he is just looking to survive in exile. Meanwhile, we are giving ourselves to the wrong cause awkwardly. It is our nature, to dance slowly a dead dance as we act as demons and angels. Trying to shine over individuals and leaving our world aside.

Today coexist thousand of angels, religions, gods, men and worlds, all of them summarized in one that doesn’t exist, one that endures, and summarized in me, matter of time and oblivion.


August 5, 2013

Crime & Punishment
Fyodor Dostoevsky
Parte 1
Capítulo 1

“…He had not far to go; he knew indeed how many steps it was from the gate of his lodging house: exactly seven hundred and thirty. He had counted them once when he had been lost in dreams. At the time he had put no faith in those dreams and was only tantalising himself by their hideous but daring recklessness. “

730 por Carlos Angulo

“730” por Carlos Angulo

730 is part of La Uña, el Martillo y los Pensamientos Imposibles


October 6, 2011
Centro cultural BOD-Corp Banca
Caracas, Venezuela

Piano: Gerry Weil y Xavier Losada

Production: Proyecta Comunicación
Recording Engineer: Marcel Fernández
Video: Raúl Colmenares
Audio engineer: Eder Soto
Stage Manager: Tyrone Vera
Stage Lighting: Tirso Machado
Scenery: Soluciones Arquimad


Преступление и наказание
Федор Достоевский
Часть первая

“…Идти ему было немного; он даже знал,
сколько шагов от ворот его
дома: ровно семьсот тридцать.
Как-то раз он их сосчитал, когда
уж очень размечтался.
В то время он и сам еще не верил этим мечтам
своим и только раздражал себя их безобразною,
но соблазнительною дерзостью.”

April Falls

June 28, 2013

It is time,
truth is speaking,
truth is dreaming,
April is always coming as it is, which is no time. It falls, disappears and lights.









MDE – live

May 11, 2013

October 6, 2011
Centro cultural BOD-Corp Banca
Caracas, Venezuela

Drums: David Marcano
Bass: Ricardo Martínez
Guitar: Dacio Medrano

Piano & effects: Xavier Losada

Production: Proyecta Comunicación

Recording Engineer: Marcel Fernández
Video: Raúl Colmenares
Audio engineer: Eder Soto
Stage Manager: Tyrone Vera
Stage Lighting: Tirso Machado
Scenery: Soluciones Arquimad


“Today I had the estrange sensation of,
While remembering something,
Feeling that I already lived it”

The Story

After writing theater music for about seven years I started my first composition and recording exercise without a script as a headline. The result: noticeably incidental. I created the main theme of soon-to-create stories without realizing it.

That first exercise ended as eight themes that tell, among others, an intense year of my life. I called it: Escritorio.

MDE (stands for typewriter in Spanish) is Escritorio‘s first theme and is inspired by the moment a writer, composer or artist starts to create, to make tangible any idea, when he concentrates a lot of memories and ideas and, by moments, feels fluidity at creating.

MDE drives the beginning of a series of introspections behind the piano, the guitar and a computer, as well as the production of themes at the solitude of my room. Every song I’ve recorded until today, foracantiladoEl hombre que ríeLa uña, el martillo & The Impossible Thoughts or any other project owes something to MDE.

The Original Track