For OSC 146. 

microtonal, microrhythmic, smaller than a breadbox. 
surrendering consistency to make a connection with something i felt while writing this piece.

In the Eurybia scale (22:23:25:26:28:30:31:33:35:37:39:42:44)

Twigs

smaller than a breadbox

Leonard Bowman - smaller than a breadbox

From the 2023 album Coffee Stained Attendance Sheet Scotch Taped To A Glass Door


I’m a discipline man, not a medicine man, and I don’t even care, someone warn her

‘Cause she’s a typical man, only lives off the land 

‘Cause she’s reason to think war’s beneath her


Samadhi Samadhi

Samadhi Samadhi

Seven 

Mitakuye Oyas’in

Mitakuye Oyas’in

Heaven


It’s a sensible plan, not some sugary jam

Philosophically speaking it’s genius

“Cause we’re a principled clan

Such a reputable brand

And there’s nothing we sell so you’ll love us


Perfect enough

Not to climb but just bounce


Risk it all

Make that call


I’m a discipline man, no metaphysical man, and she don’t even care someone warned me

She’s a typical man

Only lives off the land

‘Cause she’s reason to think wars beneath her


Easy enough 

Not to program but play


Age like you shine

Right in time

Binary Aspect Of Walking vs. Non Dualistic Nature Of Flying

ODE AAN EEN MOOIE TIJD

Coverfoto: Anemone123

Wie ik ook omarm

WIE IK OOK OMARM (met Gregor Theelen)

Alpha Cube - Dei Version

Dei Version

Visual narration here: https://www.instagram.com/p/DF2N62CMIrR/

I used to be a rose.
A beauty for some.
holding me close,
but one by one, 
the leaves fell upon,
Now still, I have my thorns.
Still, I am a rose.

leaving thorns

a thruple of prayers - amen

Februar 2025: Trio Violin-Piano-Cello

ant practicing drums

noxpox - karma changer

Tarzan (2025)

[Verse 1]
Your tiny hand, the weight of time,
the world stood still, your breath met mine.
Fairy tales in a quiet room,
starlight soft against the gloom.

[Chorus]
We were written long before,
a quiet feeling I adore.
Who am I to ask for more –
a second chance or just ignored?

[Verse 2]
You stood on the bed, hair falling wild,
microphone in hand, my fearless child.
Singing loud with all your might,
chasing dream-birds into night.

[Chorus]
We were written long before,
a quiet feeling I adore.
Who am I to ask for more –
a second chance or just ignored?

[Bridge]
Your voice still lingers in the air,
soft and clear, though you're not there.
I trace your name in dust and light,
whisper it once, then hold on tight.

[Outro]
We were written long before,
a quiet feeling I adore.
Who am I to ask for more –
a second chance or just ignored?

I turn around, the door is gone,
but your song is never done.

Adore [Extended Version]

A musician and engineer, or at least someone who makes music and engineers things.
Mostly tracks for the KVR One Synth Challenge.
Some of my newer music happens under the name Wrenharmonic.

If I've taken down an old track, it's probably still available somewhere. (or you can just ask me for the file)

Leonard Bowman - smaller than a breadbox

Benjamin_D