So unique and interesting, love the spare arrangement that put the vocals squarely on display. Some nice guitar accompaniement as well

Fab lyrics. The phaser and delay make everything sound even more mysterious and intriguing. I always find your vocals captivating and sitting there more upfront they hit harder than usual. Great stuff Double LW.

Great guitar playing, beautiful…vocal…!!🌍☮︎👍

Wow! Love the vocal performance and the production. Very intimate chilling foreboding atmosphere. Love it

In memoriam, the bombing of Guernica, Spain, April 26, 1937. A lamentation in music.

And in 2024, for the injured, displaced, and departed around the world as invading forces of tyranny rain down death and destruction upon innocent people.

I literally cried as I updated my old composition about the bombing of Guernica. 

Originally composed in GarageBand, I finished the first version of this song on April 26, 2013, not consciously aware that the date was the anniversary of the atrocity committed by fascists against civilians during the Spanish Civil War. I had had ambitions to create an animated short about its history and Picasso’s famous painting when I could afford the technology. So my first step was to use available resources and create the music, which I did 11 years ago. I have yet to produce the animation. Maybe someday. The cover art gives you an idea as to how I envisioned the graphics for the animated short.

This Guernica composition is my first attempt at composing neoclassical music. As a girl I would sing and hum made-up symphonies as I conducted an imaginary orchestra. I’ve got hundreds of improvised concertos, sonatas, fugues, and arias deep in my memory banks that sometimes creep into my contemporaneous music.

This week, as the anniversary of Guernica approached, I imported my old music file into my current DAW and refreshed it, adding French horn, the first instrument I played as a young student. I also added audio of propeller planes recorded live in March and April 2024. And I pushed the previous violin and cello parts to the limit, so if you hear a screeching violin or a groaning cello, it’s intentional; war gives millions of reasons to scream and wail. The composition’s 8-chord structure is repeated as if to state the obvious — we, humans, have yet to contain our violence individually and collectively. We witness and experience the horror of mass murder and war around the globe. Every. Damn. Day.

I realize my song probably isn’t going to be a favorite for listeners, not my usual chill music. But I’m also a firm believer in the idea that sunlight is the best disinfectant. With this music about Guernica and the history of 1937, I am reminded how far we’ve come, and yet, how little we’ve changed. But change we must, and I believe humanity will change for the better. The question is when.

Guernica

Most small towns have something they're known for;  it might be a building or a statue, or some famous person who lived there.  When I was a Baptist pastor forty years ago in the little town of St Francis, Kansas, it was the "Walkin' Boys.  Not exactly "boys", they were three middle-aged brothers who were probably autistic and lived at the local nursing home called "The Village".  Their parents made provision for them to live there after they passed away so they would be well taken care of.  What made them so memorable was they would venture out every day from the Village regardless of the weather and walk the length of the town, checking their post office box, stopping in at the jewelry store to have their watches set, then proceed out to the cemetery to pay their respects to their parents, then return to the Village.  They would make this three mile trip three times a day if the weather wasn't too extreme, and you could almost set your watch by when they would pass by.  I felt they needed a song, and it is one that's still remembered by those who knew them. I understand the last of the Walkin' Boys passed away just a few years ago having lived to a ripe old age of course--they walked every day:)  The song also features my singing; something that got lost along the way some years ago. You'll also hear a little tape hiss; it was mastered from a forty-year-old cassette:)
Lyrics:
It's another sunshiny morning in our little town,
The air is crisp and clear, a little snow left on the ground,
Then I look up Benton Street and guess who's coming down,
It's those Walkin' Boys, those Walkin' Boys are coming around.

Well they call the Village home but don't spend much time there,
They spend their time a walkin' 
And what folks think they don't much care,
And the season doesn't matter they still take the dare,
To tread in summer's heat or old man winter's frigid air.
Chorus:
Walkin' Boys where you goin'
Walkin' Boys who do you know,
Walkin' Boys seldom have a word to say. 
All dressed up in dungarees,
Smoking their pipes as proud as you please,
Walkin' Boys where you going today?

They start out from the Village for their daily chore,
They check their mail box then walk to Stewart's jewelry store, 
And with their watches set they go on out the door
Headed for the graveyard then return to go once more.

Boys you may not know me but I think you're grand.
I used to think you strange, but now I better understand,
That you are the way you are because of God's own hand,
You're special to our town and unique in all the land.
Chorus 2:
Walkin' Boys where you goin'
Walkin' Boys who do you know,
Walkin' Boys seldom have a word to say.
Lookin' at the graves but they aren't sad,
Just paying respects to their mom and dad,
Walkin' Boys where you goin' today?

Walkin' Boys (from Scenes of St. Francis)

Heavy Metal Bigfoot

Keyboard jam session with my kid - Erin Jennifer - Live in real time

Find Erin here: https://on.soundcloud.com/jTjqD for more of her awesome music. 

Recorded / mixed: Audacity.
Keyboard: Roland E-X20
(Detuned Piano)

© Tam Jennifer Hastings, Erin Jennifer, 2024. All rights reserved.

Family Harmonies (ft Erin Jennifer, Age 16, 2024)

120 Beeps Per Minute

DRUMAX No. 43 // SPACERACE // Who will be the fastest?
@docfritz // Composition, Arrangement, Soundscapes, Drums, Artwork, Mix & Production
@joerxworx // Soprano Saxophone and EWI Synths
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DRUMAX No. 43 // SPACERACE

Some undressed songs off the tape machine..........cheers for having a listen


chaos on my mind, gets hard just to find the time
keep on looking, trying to find a clue
but then again, it's nothing new

hide seek night and day, you see me and look away
grey is raining, deep is blue
but then again, its nothing new

up down white or black, getting healthy heart attack
ink the skin, another bad tattoo

right wrong in or out, get ignored talked about
subscribe or follow, discard or use
but then again, its nothing new
it's nothing new

eyes see colorblind, lock the door, free the mind
paid on time, or overdue

chaos on my mind, gets hard just to find the time
keep on looking, trying to find a clue
but then again, it's nothing new
it's nothing new

It's Nothing New

A day that wears a distant glow
something stirs the air and goes
and takes me from the humdrum ground
and leads me to the steps i've found

and while i'm waiting in the wings
i'm missing much of everything
and loosing touch with what i knew
i'm hanging on an old refrain
these ghostly winds that bear the shame
won't let me through

A torchlight to a distant glow
in a time and place that flowed
parading on an empty sound
all around

and to this fate in hope i cling
i'm missing much of everything
and loosing touch with what i knew
i'm hanging on this old terrain
the ghostly windows bear the shame
the morning dew

A distant glow

Frescoes

月夜の神楽

Thank you, David Dunham, for mastering my piano tracks. I appreciate this help very much.
Listen to David's beautiful music here: @david-dunhamuser589535203

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