After Heraklit*, this is the second soundscape made with a polyend tracker - a device  I like to refer to as a digital punchcard machine. The reasons for this naming choice are obvious to anyone old enough to remember actual punchcards. 

this upload also is an experiment in having an accompanying video - shot in a jittery, glitchy, seemingly careless, nouvelle-vague digital-punk-70s style: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DIgBYsTstBs/?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

all of the sound, imagery, wording and poetry:  copyright jo richter

RELATIVE SUN

translating torsos, gestures and forces
timid embraces of cultural icons
mind's urban slacklines span fixes and fines
surgical lasers, mosses and lichen
kneel at the sabretooth altar - move on, never falter
don't feed from the baiters - don't give up trying

* https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/heraklit_01-wav?si=cf85782bca904f0483b286023143620f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Now, dear soundcloud, do tell me why this cannot be recommended?

relative sun

relative sun (a digital punchcard)

Hi, Dipshit [v1]

bunte Eier(stöcke)

"Strange Skies of Green"

2025-04-27

monkey

https://youtu.be/dLLddlqKIHc?si=wT5hmEY_W3Fp5ZvI 

This is my attempt at performing this song in a single take with just me and my guitar (Taylor 114 ce)
Also to compare and contrast, here’s a  link to a more polished full band version of this song that I recorded with the help of the Eclectic Collective 
https://soundcloud.com/josh-clary-1/ai-sucks-the-eclectic?si=67d29d363d2a419dacbf860fa471165e&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Many thanks to SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani  https://on.soundcloud.com/A24Cig19AVNqQmCk8 who's lyrics inspired me to write this song and collaborated with me to help bring this song to life.
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Lyrics
When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string 
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune 
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers but I continued to play
And as the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
And now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will think your songs are great 
even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure and a catchy vibe and beat 
It was overly verbose but when I played it people tapped their feet
In my forties I stopped wasting my time
Work was more fun I was doing just fine
I had a steady paycheck that could feed me 
And the record companies didn’t need me
In my fifties once again my musical juices started flowing
I bought the necessary equipment I was eager to get going
I recorded all my strumming and saved it onto my PC
The internet and technology were advancing rapidly
I took those special songs I’d written of which I was most proud
Posted them Instagram, You Tube, Tik Tok and SoundCloud
I asked myself if a tree falls in the forest and no one’s around
Does it make a sound?
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will like your songs even though you didn’t write or play a single note.

AI Sucks Acoustic Live Version

Remembering Jill.

2025-04-30

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So I declare the merry month of May to be "Musical May" (as in song, dance and play).

Starting with a song that probably needs no introduction.

"All the Things You Are" is a song composed by Jerome Kern with lyrics written by Oscar Hammerstein II.
The song was written for the musical Very Warm for May in 1939.

Joining me is mezzo-soprano Bethan Morris, and we're accompanied by harpist Eilian Gwynn.

Let the fun begin. We hope you'll enjoy!

Hi, Dipshit [v1]

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