Sketch For Bottles And Jars

naviarhaiku452 – night walk

night walk
sudden shower-
the smell of rain

Paul Engel is a poet living in Chicagoland. His poems have recently appeared in: Hummingbird, Hedgerow, Failed Haiku, ubu, Poetry Pea and tsuri-dōrō. His mini-chapbook Talking to Bugs was recently published by The Origami Project in 2022.  You can find more of his poems posted on twitter @LaughingMonki.

The smell of rain (naviarhaiku452)

This is a study of a method of generating chords from a single sine wave. Each note of a random melody gets divided into 8 new tones, comprising the first 8 undertones of that note. Plus a bunch of other modulation and stuff to make it sound good (at least to my ears). This is a recording of one "performance" of the patch, and is not edited or post-processed in any way. Made in VCVRack; not my first patch, but my first decent patch starting from scratch.

Annotated video (of a different performance): https://youtu.be/pDN_Zy8sg4w

You can get this patch at https://patchstorage.com/stations-of-the-tide/ if you want to try it yourself, or make it into something else. Click the Run button on Clockd to get it started.

The title comes from Michael Swanwick's novel of the same name.

There's a sample from an earlier version of this patch at https://soundcloud.com/mysterybear/2023-01-01-vcv-rack-study

Stations of the Tide

Recharge (Dub Mix)

Fruits loops and lights loops l like both of them.

lights loops

Axiom

Stefania (Kalush cover) [short version]

Its raining, there is thunder, hear the crowd cheering, cars beeping, fireworks banging, in the sky  is the Luminous Particles.

Luminous Particles

Inside My Mind, Inside Yours (instrumental)

Noises From Above: A Study in Quiet Intrusions is an album shaped around the small, persistent sounds that leak into our private spaces—those half-heard murmurs from neighbours, the distant thrum of traffic, the creaks and hums of a building settling into its own rhythms. The tracks capture a different facet of the world that slips past walls and doors, turning everyday disturbances into textures, moods, and emotional landscapes. It’s an exploration of how these subtle intrusions colour our solitude, interrupt our thoughts, and quietly become part of the soundtrack of living in close proximity to others.

The smell of rain (naviarhaiku452)

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