Hypnomancer

cinematic songwriter

As a wordsmith, my curiosity and passion for blending diverse musical genres provides an ideal way to explore songwriting as a vehicle for cinematic storytelling. I approach each song as its own world, uniquely set in time, locale, and emotional tone. These vivid narratives include a wide range of characters and accounts from the wired anxiety of an unfolding political intrigue to the fumbled lines of a chance romantic tryst, a moment of prayer, a rant, or an alien encounter on a back country road.  The creative scope of these sonic dramas has been greatly expanded by the advent of generative AI, which enables my poetic stories to quite literally drive musical expression. Generative AI sound-making tools allow for quicker production timelines, lower recording costs, and a greater choice of musical setting. More importantly, this emergent technology liberates the songwriter to imagine far beyond the confines of a singular iconic voice to become the multitude we are!

Find many more songs here, from blistering rock to adventurous forays across foreign lands and desolate sci-fi soundscapes. soundcloud.com/iotronik

  • Hypnomancer (aka David Stout) is a musical shape shifter exploring the world of hybrid sound cultures blending a wide array of genres from folk, rock, country, jazz, and global fusion to widely divergent electronic styles, abstract soundscapes, minimalism, and contemporary classical music. His compositions, songs, and scores are produced with a variety of instrumental approaches including modular synthesizers, custom soft synths, field recordings, folk instruments, generative AI, and session instrumentalists. David received his MFA in Film-Video & Music from the California Institute of the Arts followed by an active professional career as a professor and celebrated performance director leading diverse interdisciplinary production teams and teaching effective skills for collaboration across the arts. He is among a growing number of multi-disciplinary artists exploring the power and potential of new and emerging media.

    Learn more at davidstout.net

Poignant, Wistful, Literate, Melancholy, Introspective, Relationships, Ballad, Folk, Cinematic, Choral, Acoustic Guitar, Dramatic, Singer-Songwriter David Stout Poignant, Wistful, Literate, Melancholy, Introspective, Relationships, Ballad, Folk, Cinematic, Choral, Acoustic Guitar, Dramatic, Singer-Songwriter David Stout

Forecasting Emptiness

It all begins with an idea.

Forecasting Emptiness

The poignancy of loss couched in an aura of shame is amplified by the anxiety and inability to hide from the oppressive judgement from others.

Poignant, Wistful, Literate, Melancholy, Introspective, Relationships, Ballad, Folk, Cinematic, Choral, Acoustic Guitar, Dramatic, Singer-Songwriter

  • She slipped in this way
    Footprints at the door
    Some others will say
    Some others will say

    No callers today
    No cars on the streets
    Some others will say
    Some others will say

    Cold nights ahead
    Forecasting EMPTINESS
    Alone in this bed
    Forecasts of EMPTINESS
    Heading this way

    She slipped out again
    No key for the door
    Some others will say
    Some others will say

    No silver is set
    No blankets or sheets
    Some others will say
    and others will say

    Cold nights ahead
    Forecasting EMPTINESS
    Alone in this bed
    Forecasts of EMPTINESS

    Heading this way
    Forecasts of emptiness

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Alt Rock, Soundtrack, Songwriter, Spoken Word, Dramatic, Hypnotic, Poetic, Gritty, Trip-Hop, World, Jazz, Noir David Stout Alt Rock, Soundtrack, Songwriter, Spoken Word, Dramatic, Hypnotic, Poetic, Gritty, Trip-Hop, World, Jazz, Noir David Stout

Voltage in the Wire

It all begins with an idea.

Voltage in the Wire

Jazz inflected groove with a nod to music of the Middle East gives a dark and unflinching look at human frailty and the consequence of our choices.

Alt Rock, Soundtrack, Songwriter, Spoken Word, Dramatic, Hypnotic, Poetic, Gritty, Trip-Hop, World, Jazz, Noir

  • This small man goes bumpin' to the top
    where the sad man sits shattered and lost
    There were two men in the ring for a night
    Neither man had a stomach for the fight

    This blonde chick goes bendin’ for some cash
    where tha blue girl’s slippin’ roofies down the hatch
    both women with a leper’s luck to lose
    skippin’, flippin’ in some shiny shiny shoes

    When one turns on the other turns on the other turns
    When one takes a swing, takes a drink, takes another never learns
    When one turns on the other turns on the other turns
    When one takes a swing, takes a drink, takes another never learns

    Two kids wearing daddy’s pistol just for fun
    Swipen’ comics, Shootin’ bottles, Chewin’ gum
    One trips, loses balance, on the curb
    Nails the other, in the silence, not a word

    Two men, cutting corners, carved in steel
    Shaking hands, behind our backs, cementing deals
    Both, tongue waggers wielding armies, might and fire
    Set a scene, where no one will escape the voltage in the wire

    When one turns on the other turns on the other turns
    When one takes a swing, takes a drink, takes another never learns
    When one turns on the other turns on the other turns
    When one takes a swing, takes a shot, takes another never learns

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