Ultra verba, lux mentis.A trailer for a feature film I've been scoring and producing original jazz numbers for. The official movie soundtrack will be released after the festivals. Enjoy! Feel free to reach out if you would like to collaborate with me on your next project.
One Step Ahead - Trailer | Score composed by Thomas PrislacUltra verba, lux mentis.2019-04-03 | A trailer for a feature film I've been scoring and producing original jazz numbers for. The official movie soundtrack will be released after the festivals. Enjoy! Feel free to reach out if you would like to collaborate with me on your next project.
Come enjoy my ambient music while.ypu write! It's great inspirational music to get the creative juices flowing. #horror #sciencefiction #thriller #spiritual music is all there to inspire.Fading Mind Evolution - Ambient MusicUltra verba, lux mentis.2021-01-11 | My thoughts drift into an abyss. What will not being able to know you are human sound like? Data becomes as inscrutable as the loss of function itself.
Painfully obvious planet Earth is a new comedy/parody series from Bel Canto Studios. Nothing should be taken seriously. Any resemblance to persons real or imagined is coincidence. Copyright 2020 Bel Canto Studios.
Thro’ the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber, Past the wan-moon’d abysses of night, I have liv’d o’er my lives without number, I have sounded all things with my sight; And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright.
I have whirl’d with the earth at the dawning, When the sky was a vaporous flame; I have seen the dark universe yawning, Where the black planets roll without aim; Where they roll in their horror unheeded, without knowledge or lustre or name.
I had drifted o’er seas without ending, Under sinister grey-clouded skies That the many-fork’d lightning is rending, That resound with hysterical cries; With the moans of invisible daemons that out of the green waters rise.
I have plung’d like a deer thro’ the arches Of the hoary primordial grove, Where the oaks feel the presence that marches And stalks on where no spirit dares rove; And I flee from a thing that surrounds me, and leers thro’ dead branches above.
I have stumbled by cave-ridden mountains That rise barren and bleak from the plain, I have drunk of the fog-foetid fountains That ooze down to the marsh and the main; And in hot cursed tarns I have seen things I care not to gaze on again.
I have scann’d the vast ivy-clad palace, I have trod its untenanted hall, Where the moon writhing up from the valleys Shews the tapestried things on the wall; Strange figures discordantly woven, which I cannot endure to recall.
I have peer’d from the casement in wonder At the mouldering meadows around, At the many-roof’d village laid under The curse of a grave-girdled ground; And from rows of white urn-carven marble I listen intently for sound.
I have haunted the tombs of the ages, I have flown on the pinions of fear Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages, Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear: And in realms where the sun of the desert consumes what it never can cheer.
I was old when the Pharaohs first mounted The jewel-deck’d throne by the Nile; I was old in those epochs uncounted When I, and I only, was vile; And Man, yet untainted and happy, dwelt in bliss on the far Arctic isle.
Oh, great was the sin of my spirit, And great is the reach of its doom; Not the pity of Heaven can cheer it, Nor can respite be found in the tomb: Down the infinite aeons come beating the wings of unmerciful gloom.
Thro’ the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber, Past the wan-moon’d abysses of night, I have liv’d o’er my lives without number, I have sounded all things with my sight; And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright.
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Upon listening to the sample clip’s original music, I noted that we had a modern action score that “shifted genres” with our protagonist into a late Romantic era Wagnerian opera score excerpt “Ritt der Walküren” from the opera “Die Walküre” of the iconic “Der Ring des Nibelungen.” Yet, judging from our character’s actions, we might assume that the musical selection is better informed by its use in the helicopter attack sequence from Coppola’s “Apocalypse Now.” This would be very apropos of the scene’s vehicle chase and ensuing violence using the tools of modern warfare. I wanted to experiment with a shift in tone away from modern action to, not the late Romantic era of Wagner, but the 20th Century style of Phillip Glass. I thought to myself, “What if I tried to make something in the style of Glass’s score to “Koyaanisqatsi” given that our protagonist’s life is out of balance.” Then I went outside and mowed my lawn, played with my three kids, and changed my health insurance to my wife’s plan because my day job as an analyst and auditor of service organization controls ended when my employer laid me off due to the pandemic. I digress. Wanting, primarily, to drive interest using orchestration, I alternated, (hell, some might say vacillated) between only f# minor and D major. The shift in genre begins with a Tam Tam roll. Then, the orchestra drives the chase on a fundamental level by rhythmically drumming eight notes varying occasionally when the chord changes from f# minor to D major. The driven, synthesized bass evolves into an organic orchestral bass as the shift in genres completes itself. Woodwinds arpeggiate to emulate the whirlwind of abrupt maneuvering by the self-driving automobile. The choir’s entrance introduces a new element of orchestration and rhythm while ushering in, for the viewer, the entrance to the city from the underground garage. As we cut from the grand establishing shot of our city streets to the automobile’s interior, the music falls back to allow our actors’ dialogue room to breathe, while mirroring it with its own conversation between bass and woodwinds. The Tam Tam rolls again to signal another shift by our protagonist from prey to predator as he is made to attack his pursuers with a weapon that is also, unbeknownst to our viewers, an autonomous platform with artificially intelligent ordinance. Trumpets enter to provide a martial presence along with a snare drum. The entrance is at first comical to support our protagonist’s exasperated facial expression but then begins to settle into a rhythmic motif that grows in intensity by sequentially completing the chordal triad. Another whirlwind of automotive maneuvering is defined by the woodwinds but the choir can be heard chanting as well because we are now in their domain of the city streets. The arpeggiation is then taken up by pipe organ as our protagonist readies himself to deploy the weapon. I wanted to use the pipe organ for this and every moment onward involving the use of autonomous technology as a weapon. The pipe organ has been used for centuries as a traditional instrument for the inspiration of awe and fear of the divine. Now, in the context of this chase scene, I hear it channeling that same awe and fear and directing it towards the very real word threat of autonomous weapons platforms being developed and used today. Some believe, myself included, that humanity is trifling with a power that edges into the realm of cosmic horror and doing so for trivial wars of adventure and profit. The weapon is deployed and viewers are lead to believe it had missed its intended target. After hearing the woodwinds brief arpeggiation during the weapon’s POV sequence, viewers then are lead, musically, by a grand orchestral entrance, pipe organ now prominent, to share in our protagonist’s awe and fear as intelligent targeting enables the ordinance to reverse course and destroy one of the pursuing vehicles. The trumpet’s motif returns calling attention to another explosive device in transit by yet another autonomous weapons platform in the form of a self-driving motorcycle. We also hear a return to the driving synthesized bass to foreshadow the end of the genre which occurs when the self-driving vehicle that our protagonist and his companions are riding in is ordered to stop. This ending of the 20th century genre is proven false given the appearance of the motorcycle, accompanied by Tam Tam roll, which drives itself into the remaining antagonizing vehicle, deploying is explosives, allowing our protagonist another moment of awe and fear as the Phillip Glass inspired score reprises itself to conclude the scene.Bob Dylan Sings | Navy Seal Copypasta (Studio)Ultra verba, lux mentis.2020-04-23 | Created using an AI Generated vocal track.
Vocal Synthesis created the vocals using AI to construct Bob Dylan's voice from past recordings. The original Video is here and their channel is fascinating! Check them out! youtu.be/9Njho2uvOKY
Painfully obvious planet Earth is a new comedy/parody series from Bel Canto Studios. Nothing should be taken seriously. Any resemblance to persons real or imagined is coincidence. Copyright 2020 Bel Canto Studios.
Photo taken by Thomas Prislac July 12, 2019 at Eagle Point, Oregon, United States of America.
Samsung Galaxy s9 cellphone camera gave the moon a glow that, when combined with the streetlights, made me remember why our ancestors the world over once worshiped it as a god before we deigned to set foot upon its surface.Cues from the cutting room floor | Dark MemoryUltra verba, lux mentis.2019-07-10 | I have just finished a feature film and wanted to toss a few cues I wrote that didn't make the final cut. Enjoy!
Re:Score is a new series I am embarking on given my hectic schedule. This creative series will explore new thematic musical ideas for various films from vintage to modern. Enjoy.
(1956) is an industrial short or sponsored film of about ten minutes' length about a woman who dreams about a masked man (dancer and choreographer Marc Breaux) taking her to the 1956 General Motors Motorama at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel and Frigidaire's "Kitchen of the Future".
Re:Score is a new series I am embarking on given my hectic schedule. This creative series will explore new thematic musical ideas for various films from vintage to modern. Enjoy.
(1956) is an industrial short or sponsored film of about ten minutes' length about a woman who dreams about a masked man (dancer and choreographer Marc Breaux) taking her to the 1956 General Motors Motorama at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel and Frigidaire's "Kitchen of the Future".