Song story
for my Dad.
This track bridges ancient acoustic textures with modern digital production, blending dark folktronica and experimental trip-hop. The arrangement weaves traditional Magna Graecian instruments into an indie-folk foundation. A Lira Siciliana, Friscalettu, and Organetto are layered over a heavy electronic beat. Driven by an emotive, operatic lead vocal and a distinct shanty choir response, it creates a stark, atmospheric soundscape that grounds the macabre poetry of Oscar Wilde.
Written by 1mmojunkie
Lyrics
Subtitles readyっ◔◡◔)っ ♥ 🆂🆄🅿🅿🅾🆁🆃 🅰🅽🅳 🅻🅸🆂🆃🅴🅽 ♥ ⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶↧⩶↧⩶↧⩶↧⩶↧ 📻𝗦𝗽𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘆 : bit.ly/1mmo-spotify 📺𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲 𝗠𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰 : youtube.com/@1mmojunkie ⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶↟⩶↟⩶↟⩶↟⩶↟ ⫎⫗⫎⫗⫎⫗⫗⫗⫎ 'Chanson to be released as part of the single "The hemlock and Rose" 🇴n 4th September 2026 ⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶↧⩶↧⩶↧⩶↧⩶↧ Workflows: ⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨ Models used : ⫎⫗⫎⫗⫎⫗⫗⫗⫎ DJ FX (now part of google flow) generated audio input for original track's realistic and correct instrumentation; Suno 4.5+, 5, 5.5, custom (Google Flow gens based model); Suno Studio v5 stem for traditional sicilian folk instrumentation, and regeneration of some sections. Tools used : ⫎⫗⫎⫗⫎⫗⫗⫗⫎ Voice: full length track re- sung over the melody (also used for inspo); recorded using my focus-rite studio mic and compressor on ableton lite; Cover, inspo, extend, editor 'replace'; advanced stemming; Suno Studio clip editor (timestretch / quantize) Mixed and stems individually mastered + fx chains applied in Bandlab . ⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶↧⩶↧ 𝗗𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘄 詳細とリンクはこちら 𝐷é𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑠 𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑐𝑖-𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑠 ⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶↧⩶↧ Original Lyrics by Oscar Wilde, adapted and arranged by 1mmojunkie ⫎⫗⫎⫗⫎⫗⫗⫗⫎ Hear ye, Hear ye... Hear ye, Hear ye... a man lies dead A ring of gold and milk-white dove Are goodly gifts for thee, And a hempen rope for your own love To hang upon a tree. For you a House of Ivory (Roses are white in the rose-bower)! A narrow bed for me to lie (White, O white, is the hemlock flower)! Gold on the finger, rope on the neck, Life is a gamble, I’m paying the debt. You see the sunrise, I see the cell, Heaven for you but I’m living in hell. Keep it in silence, keep it unsaid, Sleep with the ghosts when you lie in the bed. Myrtle and jessamine for you (O the red rose is fair to see)! For me the cypress and the rue (Fairest of all is rose-mary)! For you three lovers of your hand (Green grass where a man lies dead)! For me three paces on the sand (Plant lilies at my head)! Gold on the finger, rope on the neck, Life is a gamble, I’m paying the debt. You see the sunrise, I see the cell, Heaven for you but I’m living in hell. Keep it in silence, keep it unsaid, Sleep with the ghosts when you lie in the bed. Gold on the finger, rope on the neck, Life is a gamble, I’m paying the debt. You see the sunrise, I see the cell, Heaven for you but I’m living in hell. Keep it in silence, keep it unsaid, Sleep with the ghosts when you lie in the bed. ⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶↧⩶↧⩶↧⩶↧⩶↧ 🅱️🔗🌳 : bnd.link/1mmojunkie 🅱️🪭✉️ : bandlab.com/1mmojunkie/subscribe 🅱️🗞️ e.p.k: https://bnd.link/1mmojunkie/epk/bio 🆃🅷🅰🅽🅺 🆈🅾🆄 🅵🅾🆁 🆈🅾🆄🆁 🆂🆄🅿🅿🅾🆁🆃