Great soundtrack feeling. Sounds of a movie set in the year 2098, awesome!

what can I say , I gained  nice mysterious

Great sense of mystery & wonder in this piece!!!!!! Very nice work!!!!!

Intriguing atmosphere and sound. And great title/track note.

Piwnica zamkowa

Photo : Marielle Lemaire - Ariège - France

Marcher, c'est des captures d'images, des sentiments qui se composent, se transforment, se ruminent en de douces pensées. Dans l'enlacement continu du parcours, cette source de satiété physique offre une richesse grandissante à l'esprit. La pérégrination ancre nos sens dans cette réalité.

Walking is capturing images, feelings that are composed, transformed, ruminated in sweet thoughts. In the continuous embrace of the journey, this source of physical satiety offers a growing richness to the spirit. The journey anchors our senses in this reality.

Ce projet se compose d'un prélude, d'une pièce principale, de cet interlude suivi de son postlude.

3 - Sur Le Chemin - Avec Franck Douvin

ON|RUST as it appears here on soundcloud is the first stage of a small project that is actually called O|N|RUST consists of this track, plus a Bandcamp version (January 2024 - supplemented with two short pieces for percussion and electronics) and a 2024 small scale vinyl release. I've built a number of rhythmic sound machines especially for this piece which mainly consists of the hum and interference of electrical equipment supplemented with an electric guitar drone. Mastered by Rupert Clervaux.

ON|RUST

Marco Lucchi : piano 
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6 marzo 2024
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Dell'aurora

Anthocaris cardamines

Primavera per me non è la donna
botticelliana dell'Allegoria.
Primavera è per me questa farfalla
fatta di grazia e di fragilità!

Oggi, lungo il sentiero solatio
dove sosta la lepre alle vedette,
un orecchio diritto e l'altro floscio,
tra il grano verdazzurro, lungo il rivo
costellato di primule e d'anemoni,
tra il biancospino, che fiorisce appena,
ho rivista l'Antòcari volare
e il cuore mi sobbalza nell'attesa
senza nome che tutte in me resuscita
le primavere dell'adolescenza....

Ma primavera non è giunta ancora.
È la quinta stagione. Un chiaro Marzo
canavesano, inverno già non più,
non primavera ancora. È l'anno vecchio
tinto a verde d'Enrico l'amarissimo.
Se cantano le allodole perdute
nella profonda cavità dei cieli,
non s'odono le rondini garrire;
lasciano appena il Delta o la Gran Sirte
o riposano a Cipro ovver vïaggiano
sul cordame d'un legno tunisino...

Ma l'Antòcari vola e il cuore esulta!
È la farfalla della novità,
la messaggiera della Primavera,
la grazia mite, l'anima del Marzo.
Essa avviva la linfa nelle scorze,
il brusio, il ronzio, lo stridio,
risuscita l'incognito indistinto.

Oh! Messaggiera della Primavera!
La Terra attende. Il cielo che riempie
il frastaglio dei rami e delle roccie
sembra intagliato nel cristallo terso;
il profilo dell'Alpi è puro argento;
pallido è il verde primo, il pioppo è brullo,
la quercia ancor non abbandona il fulvo
stridulo manto che sfidò l'inverno;
allieta lo squallore la pannocchia
pendula verdechiara del nocciòlo,
la nubecola timida del mandorlo;
tiepido è il sole, ma la neve intatta
sta nelle forre squallide, a bacìo.

La Primavera non è giunta ancora,
ma l'Antòcari vola e il cuore esulta!
La messaggiera della Primavera
è timida, sfuggevole alle dita,
coscïente di sua fragilità;
quasi non vola, s'abbandona al vento
e visita la primula e l'anemone,
la pervinca, il galanto, il bucaneve;
il vento marzolino fa tremare
petali ed ali dello stesso tremito
e l'occhio mal discerne la farfalla:
l'ali minori, marezzate in verde,
chiudono come un calice l'insetto.
Insetti e fiori; mimi scaltri, come
v'accordaste nei tempi delle origini?
Le pagine di pietra dissepolte
attestano che i fiori precedettero
gl'insetti sulla terra: fu l'anemone
che alla farfalla ragionò così:
«Sorella senza stelo, come sei
fragile d'ali e debole di volo!
Salvati dal ramarro e dalla passera:
rivestiti di me, tingiti in verde
ai lati, in bianco a mezzo, in fulvo a sommo,
e con l'antenne simula i pistilli!».

E il fior primaverile alla farfalla
primaverile diede i suoi colori:
dolce alleato nella vita breve....

E la caduca musa marzolina
sa che deve sparire con l'anemone,
sparire prima della Primavera...

Visita i fiori, intepidisce il regno
per le grandi farfalle che verranno,
poi, giunta al varco della vita breve,
congeda il Marzo, volgesi all'Aprile:

Aprile! Marzo andò: tu puoi venire!....

- Guido Gozzano

Esatonale [5]

Marco Lucchi : piano, synthesizer and tape
MoriChieko : bass koto

marzo 2024

Iki no kôzô

Iki no kôzô # 4 - w/Mori Chieko

Something They Called A Factory

Dedicated to Jello Biafra :)

Hexfarm is

Phil Bywater - Saxophones/Flutes
Dane Renshaw - Drums
Mat Ward - Bass Guitar/Vox

Track 3 from Hexfarm - who meet once a year to jam for a couple of days then head back to their various corners of the world : )

Drink Wank Cry - Hexfarm

Women, life, freedom  
Humans rights 
écrit par Petit Saule  
Musique jouée par Nimriff. https://petitsaule.org/2024/03/19/petit-saule/
Chanson poétique récompensée du prix de la Rose d'argent 2024 par l'Académie des Jeux Floraux de Toulouse.


Petit Saule  L'OMBRE et le SERPENT-  accompagnée par Nimriff

Storytelling, poem in french occitan
Texte poétique slamé français occitan, 
texte : Petit Saule
musique: Petit Saule 
Lauréat du prix "mention au recueil de l'académie des Jeux Floraux de Toulouse  2024" petitsaule.org

Petit Saule Rosa mon rêve rose

Finally returning to Italy (Sardinia to be precise) post Covid in a couple of months to go on residency. In anticipation of this adventure I will upload a few Italy based works from festivals etc that i have made over the last few years. This work  premiered as part of the 2021 Helicotrema festival. Official arty wanky explanation below:
'Whilst my yearly travel to Italy from my hometown of Hobart in Australia is halted due to the pandemic I have been increasingly aware of other more subtle forms of travel. In particular, how sound itself travels has become an important aspect of my research with more sound files being sent across the globe and conversations with other artists via zoom and mobile phone replacing the face to face communication I have been used to. 

Sound travels at 1225kms an hour but ever since radio broadcasting was developed we can hear things from anywhere in the world instantly. Sound can ,in a way ,also time-travel - I can play recordings from the past and re-live the experience of being there. 

With these ideas in mind I wrote (the work  using a live stream audio stream from Venice that was mixed with a live local recording 13.5 hours (the time the sound would have taken to travel to Hobart) after it was broadcast. This combined audio recording of Venice and Hobart formed the raw material which was manipulated and arranged to evoke some of the many sensations of physical travel - movement, wonder, fear, enchantment, loneliness and adventure. 

Unedited field recordings from my archives are introduced at the 4 minute mark - one of the Grande Canal sent to me in 2019 and one of the main highway in my hometown which I sent to a colleague in Italy in 2020. These recordings capture the main routes of travel in their respective cities and bridge the past with the present creating a sound collage that travels through time.

In keeping with the theme of how sound travels the entire piece was written and mixed in 13.5hours, echoing the time it would take for sound to travel between Hobart and Venice.'

Viaggio di andata

Then She Reaches For The Gun was a one off project, bringing together more than 50 artists from across the globe, releasing an album in late 2022 nomatesensemble.bandcamp.com/album/the-…ely-future But it was so much fun we are back for more.
This track features the following Artists :
Angostura Elwar -  2 x Behringer CRAVE analog synths/Yamaha P200 electronic piano 
Ariad Music- Clarinet/Percussion/Piano
Axel Weiß- Robot Voices 
Dane Renshaw -Drums
Loop(c)y - Electric Guitar 
Paul Miller - Electronic Percussion
Robert Jefferson - Akai Rhythm wolf/GakkenSX-150 ll/Korg Kaosilator
Ten Atmospheres - Field Recordings/Synths
Mat Ward - Double Bass/Noise/Arrangement

Then She Reaches For The Gun - Feather Hunt

music & final mix . Arma Ignifera @herronsound
lyrics , vocals & their pre-mix/arrangement . Mariam Zohra D : Myrh
artwork . Kristina Mills facebook.com/KristinasFineArtStudio
part of these lyrics were weaved into this song https://soundcloud.com/posse-cutz/myrh-x-liquido-raise-up

STORM
when i was a younger girl, i was already on the way

I know when you raise up, you’ll raise a storm

storm!

there aint gone be no simmerin down
babadeebop blazin all over town

i know when you raise up
you'll raise a storm
a storm!

at this rate you could irate!

to gather

Storm - Arma Ignifera & Myrh

The Ghosts In The Halls

Night And Day 0002

Never to late to make a new one from wood.
Pict. from: https://unsplash.com/@viktortalashuk 
link to picture: https://unsplash.com/photos/bhoj9tHlsiY

One sequenced "basetrack" out of logic progression - going in the back while I plays - changing the sequence bandwidth while playing. Extra layer with piano and "trumpet" on top of  the main recording (wich are played on both the D10 and the D70). 

Equipment: 
Korg SQ-1 controlling Roland D10 
Roland D70
Roland Gaia(trumpet)

I Lost My Rubbernose - Now I'm Blind

Cassegrain's @ArcingSeas releases a compilation fundraising for @vurtkr Seoul.

Read more: https://mnmt.no/magazine/2020/07/03/arcing-seas-fundraiser-comp-for-vurt/
Support & buy: https://arcingseas.bandcamp.com/album/in-vurt

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