Inspired by this haiku written by Mark Miller, an award-winning poet and photographer who has published four books of poetry, the latest being Light and Counterlight (Ginninderra Press, 2020).
Sudden breeze
every strand of the spider’s web
in tune
Picture by Tamas Kolossa https://unsplash.com/@kolossaphoto
Thanks to Naviar Records:
https://soundcloud.com/naviar-records/sets/haiku-473-sudden-breeze-every
https://www.naviarrecords.com/2023/01/25/naviarhaiku473-sudden-breeze/

Weaving In A Sudden Breeze (naviarhaiku473)

Yukijo -Tutara - AnandaTuk (RMX)

“The inability to get something out of your head is a signal that shouts, “Don’t forget to deal with this!” As long as you experience fear or pain with a memory or flashback, there is a lie attached that needs to be confronted. In each healing step, there is a truth to be gathered and a lie to discard.”
― Christina Enevoldsen
Thanks goes to @TheAceOverlord for his feedback and sound enhancements!

One-Kind- Signal Index ft TheAceOverlord

That feeling when you pass through the clouds and enter the space called the Ether

Alone In The Ether

"Traces Of Green"

art work:  Bianca Van Dijk via Pixabay

みどり
みどり
みどり
よどむ

Green.
Green.
Stagnant green.

Traces Of Green

With this song I am happy to participate for the first time in the weekly #Naviarhaiku call.  Thanks to Marco for his availability and organization, in offering a listening opportunity to the artists.
words by: Hege A. Jakobsen ( http://www.hegeajlepri.ca/ )
photo courtesy from: https://unsplash.com/it/@st_lehner

Afternoon heat (naviarhaiku499) © 2023 by Nadir is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0

Afternoon Heat (naviarhaiku499)

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Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: Bloom
https://www.youtube.com/@bloomprod/videos

Vocals and Lyrics: Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by: The Mysterious Decibel

Lyrics: 

Out of bounds
and the specter came to me
Came to me
came to me
with a blackened rose
I didn't know what to do about it
I brought it with me to every show

It never ended
Just bloomed to Vanta
Took the life right outta me
I can't let go

Sailing through my timeline on a festering sea
My radar is wrecked, Is this even still me?

I'm just a clown and I'm holding a black rose
Petals grip tightly on this stem that I chose
But the seasons that surround me are just wilting away
If this rose keeps here
My being won't stay

Got a call from the specter today
Said he's delivering a fresh bouquet 
A little bit nosy and you can meet your decay
The stench of the devil and his charming sway

So go on now
Take a saw to my hand
And crush the damn thing when it hits the ground!
This rose is black
And soaked in red
Is this what it takes to get somewhere else instead?

I'm just a clown and I'm holding a black rose
Petals grip tightly on this stem that I chose
But the seasons that surround me are just wilting away
If this rose keeps here
My being won't stay

Bloom x The Mysterious Decibel - Gripping The Black Rose (FREE DOWNLOAD)

a  track by Marco Lucchi reworked by Wilfried Hanrath

settembre 2023

Wilfried Hanrath - reimagining 'Ronde' (Marco Lucchi)

2022-03_inorganic-atmosphere_94BPM_01m19s_CC.WIP

This album emerges from the rediscovery of an accordion following the loss of a close relative an instrument that had been a constant companion throughout their life, weaving itself into the fabric of childhood memory. At its core lies the recognition that both human and
accordion share the same essential act: breathing.

The accordion becomes a meditation on mortality and memory, its bellows expanding and contracting like "lungs", its air valve releasing pure breath without melody—the raw pneumatic essence of life itself. Every sound originates from this single instrument, largely unprocessed, preserving the intimate relationship between human touch and mechanical response.

It’s an investigation of how an instrument can hold the memory of hands that no longer play it. The mechanical whispers, the subtle articulations of metal and leather and wood become a language of remembrance, breathed rather than spoken.

Bandcamp

Of a Distant Memory

experimental musician/soundmaker from Apuliae
Born in 1978

Welcome here to everyone.

I hope what you'll hear inspires you.

For your growth or fall
Through the cathartic world of sounds 
that I try to propose. 

A test area 

A search for meaning 
Of this passage for ours.

Sound as a primordial frequency
Before any acquired significance

If what you hear resonates with your tuning fork
A like and a repost would be of great support.

May your journey be pleasant and constructive
in this sea of instants called life

The eternity of our days.



Questions

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