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Exploring Parallel Worlds: The Inspiration Behind My Second Music Album
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Music Album: Alternate Realities, Composed and Produced by Rody J Huertas.
This album was created from a collection of original compositions I had saved since 2012 but never shared. In 2023, I took time to review the music, add new instruments, and build a story around what I heard. The result is an album that takes you through different worlds, each representing a part of my life in a metaphorical way. The music moves from calm and thoughtful to lively and powerful, reflecting my personal journey. By adding new instruments, the songs became richer and more engaging, offering listeners a chance to explore various feelings and experiences from my life.
In an unfamiliar place, someone discovered a series of doors that opened into different realities. After carefully considering each one, they decided to step through. Each door (with each track representing a new world) led them to completely different environments: a lush wilderness, a secret city, a lively festival, an ancient temple, and more. As they ventured through these worlds, they gained important insights and came to see that the journey itself was the most rewarding part. They chose to keep exploring, knowing that behind each door lay something new and unknown—perhaps dangerous, mysterious, and thrilling. They realized that their adventure had no end, as the desire to explore would always drive them forward.
Track 1: Doorways to Alternate Realities
After a long journey of searching, this person finally arrives at their destination: a place filled with entrances, openings, whirlpools, and more, all acting as gateways to alternate realities. As they continued forward, they explored these various realities that stretched out before them. Eventually, they decided to step into one of them.
First Door: The sky changes to bright oranges as the sun sets, giving everything a warm, golden glow. Leaves quickly open up from their buds, showing that nature is renewing itself. Circles of light and shadow spread out like ripples in a pond, making pretty patterns on the ground. The wind carries gentle whispers, rustling the leaves and creating a soft, soothing sound. The air smells fresh and earthy, with hints of blooming flowers. The changing colors of the sky hint at new beginnings and the ongoing cycle of life.
Second Door: They were in a completely white space, making it hard to move forward and creating a strong feeling of uncertainty. Small objects were scattered everywhere. From the center of the space, a flame appeared, lighting up the arches of ancient stones. When they touched one of the arches, the floor turned into steps, and the protagonist decided to go down to the basement. At the bottom, they saw a feast with lots of fruits laid out on silver trays. Tired, they walked… and found another door at the far end of the space.
Third Door: Now, they found themselves floating from a great height, gazing at a new world as their descent was unusually slow. Everything around them was beautiful and precious. A cello solo surrounded them, offering a calming sensation during the fall. A female voice echoed in their ears, evoking a feeling of escapism. They continued to fall, floating, observing every detail of the surroundings. Soon, they noticed the presence of other people falling alongside them. These people had no distinctive features, no gender, and no faces, which was quite unsettling. When the female voice stopped singing, a sudden sound was heard, and these strange figures began to approach gradually in a disturbing way, surrounding and holding them. Finally, all together, they fell into an ocean, entering a different world.
Fourth Door: They found themselves truly in the middle of the ocean. They began to swim as the faceless people released them. At that moment, they realized they could breathe underwater. As they explored their surroundings, everything seemed peaceful in that aquatic world: mermaids, fish, sharks, stingrays... Everything moved with calm and suspense. In the end, they identified the door, a whirlpool that pulled them toward it and drew them inside.
Track 6: Passage to the Forbidden
Fifth Door: After pushing through the dense crowd, they arrived at a barren and desolate land, where millions of soldiers stood, each carrying the flag of their respective country. They moved forward among them as the soldiers, perfectly synchronized with the music, moved in unison in a sort of military dance. It was a spectacle of discipline and coordination. In the end, the soldiers began to follow closely, but they managed to find a Black Door with the words "Forbudt by" written in white letters. They pulled the door open and quickly shut it behind them.
Sixth Door: In a crowded and polluted place, where people were loudly protesting for human rights, endless strikes and fights created complete chaos and violence, reflecting a harsh reality many face. As he walked through this disorder, everything seemed to slow down, letting him notice every detail—the angry shouts, the waving protest signs, and the sounds of sirens—while those around him appeared lost in confusion. Amid the turmoil, he remained clear-headed. His journey eventually brought him to a golden door, shining brightly and offering a calm contrast to the chaos, hinting at a possible escape or new start beyond the disturbance.
Track 8: Tracing Steps in the Sacred
Eighth Door: He enters a sacred place. He enters a sacred place, an immense temple, which could be the largest in the world, whether a church, cathedral, or mosque. He began to meticulously explore every detail of the surroundings, delighting in the harmonious echo of his footsteps and the distant sound of bells. At times, he would stop and reflect on the journey that had brought him there. As he continued his walk, absorbing the majesty of the place, he heard in the distance Gregorian Chant, sweet voices fading into the air, a choir of sopranos. His progress halted, and four of his senses froze, his ears sharply tuned. Every musical note he heard seemed to calm his internal worries. He continued on, now accompanied by a choir of sopranos, then alto voices, and finally, the deep notes of the basses. The melody wove with tensions, a mix of despair and serenity at once. Finally, his journey ended with a major chord resonating on the walls. The last bell rang, marking the end of one chapter and the beginning of a new adventure in his life…
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