Dark Piano - Depressed
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Couldn't have posted at a more fitting time. Thanks Lucas
Ha
"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable..."
-C.S. Lewis
It's more "Anxious" than "Depressed". Depression sounds as it feels: cold, numb, slow, nagging, heavy, bleak. Like a cold lake you're drowning in, alone. Each thing you try to cling to sinks along with you. The most popular AND recent instrumental songs that convey it is Hildur Guðnadóttir's "Defeated Clown" and "Bathroom Dance".
I love the way you manage to turn feelings into songs ♥ ️
Depression is the absence of feeling.
Am ı the only one who wants 'The Saddest Playlist by Lucas King' ?
Nope.
why not trying
i couldt because there was some other songs that distract me
Naah
Mine (along with my feelings for each one):
1. Sociopath (tragic, trapped)
2. Borderline Personality Disorder (fear, anger, despair & remorse)
3. Paranoia (solitary, painful)
4. PTSD (sorrowful)
5. Depression, not this one Depressed (drowned in silence)
6. Schizophrenia (sad and haunted)
6. The Last Harpy (tragic)
7. Gone (collapsed)
8. Trauma (lost & cold)
Count me in, he really should make one honestly He made so many different ones and that’s just crazy how he didn’t make one yet.
As someone whose battled depression, it’s astonishing to me how much this piece accurately and audibly conveys all those feelings and thoughts that swim in a depressed mind. Those quick, scurrying and almost anxious notes that fall to slow, numb notes is just perfection. It’s moved me to tears because of just how similar the sound is to the feeling.
Damn right
It is interesting... I remember that the first bout of depression I went through was much like this. But now, having gone through it a second time, I was lethargic. My mind still never shut off, it never does, not even as I sleep, but now it was too confused. My thoughts ended themselves before they could become the tangents that are the source of my intelligence, and my loneliness. And now, with my thoughts restored, I must ponder why my depression has changed, and if it will change again.
its piano with a sad melody.
title wasn't lying, just checking
Yes, yes I am. Thank you for asking
Me too my friend. Me too. If you want to talk about it, i'm here.
I, as well....
As the girl played the melody on the piano, she smiled as she reminisced her days before she got this strange illness...it so made her little from everyone...it made her sad, tired, fed up with life....
No one would understand her.
'C'mon, you're fine!'
'It will be okay.'
'Learn to fight, gal!"
As tears came to her eyes, she was smiling. Her final minutes of life wouldn't be so painful...
Wasn't that her doll holding the rope?
Yes...yes it was...
The piano continued to play...as the chair slid away...
The world will never understand...perhaps the Almighty...
The piano plays...even after 15 years of Sally's death...
P.S. - This is what I thought about the piece. I hope it was good :)
I like how it gets slower and darker at like 1:20 to really show like the downward spiral . Or the low undertones showing even in “happy times” there’s this small sense or feeling that’s it’s not ok . That in a room full of people someone can feel so alone .
I can't even begin to tell you how much your music means to me, or how amazing you are at capturing emotions that are very very real to me in my everyday life. I truly appreciate your work and it does help me to cope with a lot of the stuff I'm dealing with, a lot of stuff that truly sucks. I absolutely adore your channel and I am so thankful that you continue to put out this kind of great, emotional music. Keep up the great work!
Oh hey, that's me right there for 3 years. And a new variant evolved in me.
Lucas, this is perfect timing. A wave of depression just hit me not 10 minutes ago and yet somehow your music is making me feel better. I appreciate you and your work, my friend. 🙌
It's so cool to see how many people are listening to music now, I remember when I first subbed you have like 20 thousand subscribers, really glad to see you're getting the recognition you deserve.
Perfect timing for me. Great song 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
Mr. Lucas your creation knows my heart very well.. Thank you for this creation.. Your creation told me that I'm still alive when my inner soul is depressed for long time🥀🍁..
It’s sad when depressed music makes me positive
I don't think that's sad. It's when you know the music is reaching you like non other.
Another amazing Masterpiece. Perfectly captures the emotions in music of the mind of someone who is depressed.
Lucas, this is a very deep and beautiful improvisation. I have always loved bass line melodies and your ever-changing right hand like a ticking clock. This is where your mastery meets your passion and truly enjoyed it. You always come up with great stuff....why do people like sad piano? I don't know, but I would guess its because it allows a person to tap into deep, dark feelings and that is very comforting. The greatest universal language of all living things....and you are a great orator of the piano. Thanks again and hope you and your family are doing well....and your new addition, too :-) Take good care, ~Jackie
WOOOOOOW MAN
It's just another day in paradise, man.
I've been waiting for this one.
Wonderful - despite the title I find it very calming and relaxing to listen to.
The melody and the picture, that's where I am in life. Beautiful piece ❤️
Big thanks for this upload! Depression is horrible but we can crush it!
Here I am again, listening to one of your pieces. They always suit the word you want to showcase. The feeling it gives is executed really well.
I'm excited Lucas released Depressed!! Wait, that defeats the purpose, doesn't it? :(
Maybe, but if it helps, who cares?
When you are depressed, music can help you feel better.
Lol kinda felt called out when I saw this notification
Mood
love your work
Hauntingly beautiful. This actually reminded me of what I felt going through this myself. It makes me appreciate how far I've gotten and how hard I fought to get out of there, so thank you for reminding me.
i love your work and i don't know the reason, maybe I'm too depressed but for me this sounds happy
The world is indeed comic; but the joke is on mankind...
- H.P. Lovecraft
A masterpiece! Just so beautiful to listen to!
Another amazing piece 🥺💖
This art and the song are both amazing. 😷
Amazing.
I hope everyone in the comment section will have a good day
Love your keys man! Make more of them please ❤️
Amazing song like always
This sounds so wonderful right here Lucas King. Well done.😃👍
In this terrible cold world that I live in, with the lights swirling with people's laughter filling the void, I walk the crowded streets.
Cars were going by and people were rushing to their desired destinations that they needed or wished to go to. Some go home to their families and bring money home to support each person living in that very household, while some, unfortunately, live alone.
And I, I live quite very alone. Not with a family nor a lover. I am young and poor, but I do my best to support myself with the little money I make.
To get my mind away from such sadness and tragic memories that haunts me in every waking day and every dream that I have, I go outside to clear my head.
I walk and view this cold sad world that we each live in. And I view the swirling lights that go about me, and the people crying as they hide their feelings. The rain pouring down from the heavens to match the mood. Oh, what a depressed world we live in.
idk why people says the melody is sad it's energetic to me
Ommgg this is sooo beautiful...i wish i had a tutorial for it...🥺😍🥺🥺🥺😍🥺😍🥺😍😍😍
Lovely 💜 thanks Luke 💜
just thank you
You bring everything into my life. Thank you!🌹🌹🌹
Ayy first one here 21seconds after uploading
when u
piano
Stupenda!:)
Great!
🥺 thank you
Omg I love it 😍😍
With a final bow and a wave, the colorful Jester spun once, grinning like a fool. His pale, ice blue eyes and fair blonde hair combined neatly with a gold, red, and blue outfit, harlequinned as was intended for a court jester. Before him and all around him, the kind and his courtiers roared with uncontrollable laughter. The Jester had done his work, bringing joy and smiling laughter to every individual’s face.
There was only one who neither laughed nor smiled; the youngest prince of the king’s. His eyes were downcast, his lips turned down. His seat to the left of the king’s as opposed to his elder brother’s position on the right.
The jester witnessed this occurrence often, the young prince that neither smiled nor laughed. It was as if the lad had something weighing down upon him, a sense of hopelessness that could neither be penetrated nor lessened. Still, the did not prevent the blonde fool from doing his best; tumbling and flipping, dancing and cajoling with a wordless voice.
The bells on his shoes jingled merrily as he knocked softly upon the prince’s chamber doors. An acceptance of the Fool’s presence, and the Jester entered, his clothes jingling softly, his lips sealed in a perpetual smile as he gestured a small greeting to the prince who was staring out of the window on the far side of the room. It seemed that the prince did not hear the Jester, though, and instead, the Fool stepped further in, closing the door silently behind him. In his ears and in his mind swam with knowledge he was incapable of speaking, incapable of sharing. Words he knew, but not words that could be shared. He listened... he did not speak.
“Fair Fool. Why do you visit me so?” The prince finally spoke, turning away from his position by the window. “Every day and every night, you come to entertain my father, and then you come to visit me, as if you believe that you can cheer my gloom. What is the cause of this madness?” His amber eyes met the Jester’s blue.
In response, the Fool clicked his heels as he leapt in the air, a small grin forming from ear to ear as his hands danced alongside his body. They moved from his mouth to his ears, his throat to his wrists and back to his nose and face again, smoothly and with purpose. His fingers almost appeared to play an invisible instrument, but no noise came from his mouth or his throat. The Jester went on, speaking the only words he was able, his hands fluttering in the sky like birds set free from their cages, dancing to their own melody.
Entranced, the prince sat, watching his Jester perform. A small spark of understanding lit in his eyes, but just as quickly faded away. “Limber... each day, you speak to me in movements, your mouth n’er moving, your throat uttering no such sweet melody as your hands. Yet, your words resonate with me, as if a voice in my mind speaks the true meanings of your actions.” He looked away. “Truthfully, my only friend, you are my saving grace. Were it not for you, I should have run myself with my own sword an eternity ago. I have not been able to smile or laugh ever since I was a boy; afflicted with nightmares of scarlet flame and emerald lightning. I feel as if this is some curse, yet my brother speaks never of it, and neither does my father.”
His gaze once again returned to the window. “Perhaps I am the one going mad. And if I am mad, perhaps you are only a figment of my imagination, Fair Limber.” He sighed once, pinching the bridge of his nose.
A gentle hand rested on his shoulder, and the prince turned to see Limber standing just behind, brows creased with gentle concern, a small smile still adorning the Fool’s features. The hands of the Jester moved of their own accord, speaking those elusive words, but now the Prince understood them, as if they spoke comfort without sound.
“I understand, Limber. Your work is to bring joy. I am not joyful, and so am a cause for your concern.” He began, but Limber’s movements drowned out the prince’s words. The prince watched for a bit longer, toying with the royal golden sash which was currently thrown over his shoulder. Danger? Disease?
“Well then, we must leave.” The prince responded to the movements of the Fool. “We must depart to a place in which will preserve us. And you will come with us.”
Limber’s soft smile saddened, his movements more firm. Ice blue eyes watered for a moment before a small sniff and then a sigh, his hands dropping to his sides. Only for a second, and then those hands and arms were at work again, moving hastily and swiftly as he guided the prince towards the hall.
“Then these dreams...?” The prince resisted for a second, turning back to his loyal fool.
The Jester stopped his movements, freezing for a second. After a moment of contemplation, the hands moved again, slower now, as if searching for the right way to explain. The prince set the fool with a confused look... the hands had once again been reduced to nonsense, a leaping fool and the mute ramblings that he was quite used to out of Limber. Limber had been, as long as the prince could remember, mute. Not deaf, as far as he knew, but the bard’s tongue had never uttered song nor word.
Yet, he had been warned that a plague was coming. A disease which could spell the death of his kingdom, his father... his brother.
They would not listen. They would have to be left behind.
Limber was still in the prince’s room, watching the young man gallop away on a charcoal horse. A fire in his chest, and Limber turned away to cough; blood and phlegm spattering equally across the ground. Already, he was being called home.
Ice blue eyes looked out over the horizon, watching a Raven wheel. Mute tongue and open ears. Perhaps the prince was not the only one saddened by this departure.
Yet, Limber had no doubt that he would see his beloved prince again. And when they did meet again, Limber would be able to share yarn after yard with his dancing hands. Hands which now quivered and shook beyond control. The sickness was spreading already... a Black Plague falling upon the kingdom the Prince had just escaped from.
I know you felt how it is to be alive Lucas king😢
I come from "Zowl", good music ;D
This is so beautiful! I’d love to learn how to play this. Do you have sheet music?
I have no words so, 🌹
aveces lo superficial genera fragmentación social, que aveces genera depresión, que aveces genera suicidios...
With all the retro style classic musics I've heard I think I can compose music on piano one day without learning it
Excelentes melodias, hermosas para el oído humano, me generan una sensación de tranquilidad y paz
Pd: Vengo de parte de: Zowl.
Beautiful 🖤...... play at 1.25x speed. If Edgar Allen Poe wrote music.
💯💯💯💯💯💯👏👏👏👏👏
UAUUUU essa é uma música linda mas ao mesmo tempo tristre isso é tão confuso mas eu amei tanto😢❤
👑 💕
Like the intro, i tink a great advise, you should creat histories with smoke acording with the music
I wanna be the darkness.
Toda vez eu ouço e fico imaginando meu enterro
Muito bom
idk why i feel so good after hearing things which drpressed ppl are supposed to like even tho i aint depressed?
It's good but when I listen I don't think "depression" I think "sadness" and mystery or wonder.
Yeah it’s too active and light for depression, in my opinion...
Beautiful piece!! Would you mind me using your playing in the background of a video with credit?
Zowl
Eu gosto muito de todas
First😍
I love your work btw
¿Cómo puedo adquirir la melodía? Me fascinan tus composiciones.
1:32 to 1:37 reminds me of Diary of a Madman by Ozzy Osbourne.
Yeah same...
don't tell me it's the same piece I've heard u working on in twitch live today!
If these days had a end credit song :/
You know, I get the feeling youre running out of titles
I recommend alliteration
I ran out of titles 4 years ago.
I wish I Love button could exist in youtube ..❤️
Depressed: Bunalımlı
Gossh pleeaasseee make a tutorial for thiss...pleaassee🥺🥺🥺🥺
a Deep-See ⚕️
Depressed-ur- 👁️ -za-tion Chamber
Thank You.
12th!
What’s the license on your music? Would love to use it
Please a tutorial 🙏🙏🙏
Thanks, i'm depressed now :'(
hi
Borderline personality disorder in near future pls. 😀
I feel bad for people who are depressed.
Dear, Lucas King
I am forever subscribed to you, but not because of your current music. Lucas, I love that your music is depressing. It's the reason I even bothered to subscribe at all. However, I think there is room for improvement. Your music is like a man, having experienced little hardship, but is tasked with trying to musically capture true depression. I do not think you are there yet. You have not captured true melancholy. The only person of this genre to do so is Erik Satie. Since he is dead, I would suggest listening to Pascal Rogé's version of Erik Satie. He captured the right tempo for the music; and the Gnossiennes, specifically No. 4, are a perfect representation of dark, depressing, melancholy. You can find this song here: czcams.com/video/koOP5lHWE5A/video.html
I would suggest you learn how to compose music like Erik Satie; then, once you have mastered it, you could throw out all that you learned and build something truly deep and suicidally depressing from the ashes. Nahre Sol teaches how to make music like Erik Satie, so I would suggest you start here: czcams.com/video/Op32ceUc9zw/video.html
"All an all, an artist will never truly capture depression in music until they have a gun in their mouth and a sombre outlook on their life." - You can quote me on that.
(...but don't kill yourself because I want to continue listening to your music.)
Signed,
Lillith Eschaton Demiurge
Please. Don't embarrass yourself
@@NoNo-vm2xc Okay, I'll bite. Care to bring an intellecutal rebuttle to the table?
Are you okay, Lucas? Is there something you're not telling us? You can talk to your fans if something isn't sitting right with you.
Don't be depressed. Try to find Jesus!
Depressed
Inclosed
Alone
Lost
Begone
I cant stand
My hands feels like glass
My body is cracking whenever i stand
I can feel the glass break
As i try to stay awake,
Alone as i lay
In this bed all day
Hoping i can go out
To see them again.
I am isolated
I am alone
But i cant connect
Without a f*cking phone
DANG YOU WIFI!
Nice twist
Zowl
don't tell me it's the same piece I've heard u working on in twitch live today!