Jura - Formality Jerne-Site

Written and produced by Francesca Burattelli
Co-written and co-produced by Albert Hertz & Villads Klint
Mixed by Villads Klint
Mastered by Antonio Pinheiro Da Silva
Album artwork by Ville Vidø
Styling by Lea Wilbrand 
ANY27 - Anyines 2022
https://anyines.bandcamp.com/album/battle-fatigue

Francesca Burattelli - Battle Fatigue

With ‘Game Mechanics for Voices: The Place of Landscape,’ Aske Zidore explores composing for four voices (SSAA) by introducing game mechanics and turn-based strategies. The recordings consist of three movements, performed live by vocalists from Norwegian ensemble Trondheim Voices at the Øra Studio in Trondheim, March 2023.

The piece uses game mechanics as notation systems; wooden games, including card, board, and tile structures, serve as the foundation for transforming rules into musical instructions. The four vocalists perform the music by playing together, and through gameplay orchestrate the progression of the composition.

The libretto revolves around creation, endowing the voices with a narrative quality that evokes new linguistic and auditory landscapes - an exploration of the human voice as an instrument for expression and storytelling!

Vocalists:
Torunn Sævik
Heidi Skjerve
Sissel Vera Pettersen
Ingrid Lode

Composition and game design by Aske Zidore
Recorded on March 31, 2023 at Øra Studio, Trondheim
Engineered by Jo Ranheim and Kyrre Laastad
Mastered by Rashad Becker at Clunk, Berlin
Photos by Storm Ravn

ANY30

Aske Zidore - Game Mechanics for Voices: The Place of Landscape

https://anyines.bandcamp.com/album/and-i-know-i-can-feel-bad-when-i-get-in-a-bad-mood

Minais B - And i know i can feel bad when i get in a bad mood

https://anyines.bandcamp.com/album/trip-to-m-llehuset

Heidemann / Mingot / Klint - Trip to Møllehuset

What is it that makes Nixon and Khrushchev look up from their plates 
the night the ship is brought to a standstill 
in the Transatlantic vacuum?* 
The saucings are ready, tele-religious
Crew and waiters were radically quick

“Don’t you agree?” says Dick,
digging into New England clam chowder,
“So much happens in French and German, only, it won’t reach me”
(*If only you’d convince me that the brake is right in front of me!*) 
Khrush glares down at the clams
and bites his grey lower lip to think:

If I had those brought to me raw, I'd rinse them
Then I’d pull them out of cold water, riddled
But then I’d stop to think for twenty years after a minute, 
and I’d fail to serve them in this Cold War kitchen
Now bowls arrive with a continental meal: watercress
makes for goodnight salad
and distills the starfish in Dick’s breath

What is it that makes Nixon and Khrushchev look up from their plates 
as bureaus of light from gentle Jupiter
come trailing west on the endless waters
to dry-bathe on the deck?

“You sure let the economy float free to self-inflate” says Khrush 
with a scarecrow smile growing harder
“But – what was that? Good ideas in French and German don’t exactly circulate?” 
(*How can you let yourself manipulate? The brake is right in front of you!*)
For a second Dick drifts off back home, 
spends Halloween on the red carpet, 
then bites his gray lower lip to gain himself back

World leader hunger hurls against the ship’s balcony 
Khrush draws a shy, internal bath
Kate and Sammy made it through the separation 
by sharing material between Texas and Tuscany
Now wine and sandwiches are presented on the table: 
Pinot-Botticelli – here's to European users
A toast to the arts straight out of the galley

——————————-
*I bought the painting in a gallery

Jura - Pinot-Botticelli Toast to European Users

So I must still mean something to you
'cause you wake up beside me on an airplane
and ask me: “How do I stop the car?"
I wanna say: “Don't worry, from where you sit 
there's really nothing you can do”
but I have to be my old self again
and kiss you and tell you where we are 

Float! the plan isn’t weak                     
the debris in a creek                              
passes over                                                                                                              
an old, submerged vessel                                                                  
a two-faced rover                                                                                                          
                                                                
Someone’s lifework is swelling under me
I don’t quite know where to look                                  (mmh we don't know anything)
or how to look at it correctly,
I'd rather ask you: "With the three years between us
will you stay put?" instead 
it seems that you’re older
performing to the bends ahead

Float! the plan isn’t weak                                            (is this our get-away chance?) 
the debris in a creek                                                    (tell me in advance!)  
passes over                                                                  (babe just lean in and                                                                    
an old, submerged vessel                                          search the stream for luck)                                                
a two-faced rover                                                        (just gotta trust that it won't clog)                                                                          
                                                                                       (promise we won’t get stuck?) 

And so the security would last longer than we thought                   
let alone the wait for vacancy in a packed sky     (an entire rugby team           
black flies                                                                    walking around in midair
backfire on the spot                                                  at disconnected, pure speed)                                     
I thought I lingered for a minute to drop dead or drop up  

Well youth lacks much of life, we’re living proof
I rush to revenge the second I lose my patience (you point at timid, nervous                                                                                    
to wait for a concession                                            hierarchies through all you declare)
just to backfire on the spot,                                     (let's wait for it)                                                        
and kiss you just to wake you up                            (let's just wait for it)   
now wake up    

Float! the plan isn’t weak                                         (is this our get-away chance?) 
the debris in a creek                                                 (tell me in advance!)  
passes over                                                               (babe just lean in and                                                                    
an old, submerged vessel                                       search the stream for luck)                                                
a two-faced rover                                                     (just gotta trust that it won't clog)                                                                          
                                                                                    (promise we won’t get stuck?)

Jura - Someone's Lifework

Francesca Burattelli - Torrent

Francesca Burattelli - Interlude I (Rootless)

Francesca Burattelli - Argento Vivo

Francesca Burattelli - Keen

Amephrey and Ontario is the fourth and last single from Jura before the release of her debut album Formality Jerne-Site on February 4th 2022.

Feauturing abji_hypersun, ML Buch, Helene Norup Due, Kristoffer Raasted, Clarissa Connelly and Ydegirl.

Lyrics:
Dear Amephrey,
I met someone at the end of a dirt road
on a hill overlooking the coastal forest
He was leaning on his scooter
Mild scent of gas
from an old Honda Zoomer
My skin was tinted green by the glow of his eyes 
Minding my reactions now, I think I’m calling for a tutor

Dear Ontario,
this year my heart went bankrupt
I’m outgrowing eye contact
You need to confide in a stronger stranger
But prepare to see!
Frisk all the explanatory models under your tongue 
Prepare to bring your own narrative in danger

Amephrey,
I’ve heard that queer peers help each other
to some sense of superiority
Introduce me to your kin, the bold
Nobody’s ever
gonna reward my bros for their unsurpassed self-control 
For clinging to definedness,
to one aesthetic throughout years foretold

No Ontario,
I won’t let you fetishize simplicity in peace
I go to sleep so close to electricity
I surf on my tongue in its shadow
How dare you speak
of the sensibility that you and your bros deem taboo 
just because it’s inaccessible to you?

But Amephrey,
I looked back at him!
Out of that handsome place he could have made
the air race across our skin. Be nice,
oh but be honest
I’m merely some corporation’s attempt at being human 
I mean you kind of are the machinist here
You must have some advice

But Ontario,
which tutor would I be to you?
A queer parent rooting for you at an easy distance?
Or a soon-to-be accomplice pioneering your new-paradigm pleasures? 
This binary inquiry
and the mutiny laughing at it makes me anxious
I find myself reduced to appreciative features

Amephrey,
why this need to know?
A process hasn’t got to be guided
by the uncovering of what could go missing
Oh but let your questions be physical
I’m the longing tech in a provincial park – listen;
So open to my life renewing –
for decisions reaching out from your nervous system

No Ontario,
I say risk the confident quirk at the buffet then!
This person offered you carrots,
and now you’re wondering what to make of it
Then risk sitting down
Here's to the art of spotting a dick balancing a crowd
Here’s to staying around to remind his ulterior motives to come out 
and have at it

Jura - Amephrey and Ontario

He tries
 (The fighting and the down-tearing were from him trying); 
“Sein, I’d like to dress you like red wine” he says 
later then “Sein, I’d like to wear you” 
He tells her how borrowing money from a person  
that he hardly knows used to get him off 
He dealt in academia
 He also touched upon combat 
He even took a job once 

“Oh but you met me too early” he says 
“I was a startled man before you 
Too anxious to follow up
 Drowning just standing up before you 
Dying just trying to” 
 
“What if..-“
 In August she tours an outdoor Tucson venue with the choir 
During that night’s Sicut Cervus 
there is an experimental changing of the guard 
Color draws so far inward
 “Circuits serve us” sings in her insect-like 
He’ll only love me when the lights are off
At this hour at diplomatic pink                        (just fire yourself)                                               
 the cypresses shed wild lint 
Boleros mark sopranos                          
Looks like written in their print is “Sein”
She reads it, and in the reading of it         
she grasps at herself from behind
 
“Oh come touch base with me, rare beauty!” he said 
He was a startled man before her 
Drowning just standing up before her 
Dying just trying

Oh but you met me too early” he said      (I don’t want that money)
He was a startled man before her 
Too anxious to follow up
 Drowning just standing up before her 
Dying to try to follow suit 

“I want
 helicopters in good weather
 always either leaving or returning to Arizona” 
To think that Chelsea Manning sparked the things coming for her 
Strangio on a rhetorical roll in court 
Well, there’s a dryness to the spark
Not what you’d think of as magic          (maybe just fire yourself)           
 But then he had her hormones land in 
Her unprecedented darts  like sparrows upon a zoo –
you know how some symptoms start?
How they occur in waiting rooms?                      

  Oh come on, don’t you know it?          
He was a startled man before her  
Drowning just standing up before her 
Dying just trying to

“For how long will you be waiting?” he said         
He was a startled man before her  
Drowning just standing up before her 
Dying just trying to

“How long until I’m ready?” he said     (I don’t want that money)
 He was a startled man before her 
Too anxious to follow up
 Drowning just standing up before her              
Dying to try to                                        (no I don’t want that money)

Jura - Grand Jury Staller

Francesca Burattelli - Giove

'Seeking' from the forthcoming album 'The Ghost Duets' by Minais B, out Oct 19th 2023

Mastered by Rashad Becker

Minais B - Seeking

Zithers on track 2 and 8 by Victoria Mingot 
Claves on track 1 and 10 by Frederik Heidemann
Tenor saxophone on track 7 by Jacob Marstrand Loyanae
Mastered by Rashad Becker

Thank you Aske & Jihaan <3

Minais B - Commondance I

Minais B - Weeper

With ‘Game Mechanics for Voices: The Place of Landscape,’ Aske Zidore explores composing for four voices (SSAA) by introducing game mechanics and turn-based strategies. The recordings consist of three movements, performed live by vocalists from Norwegian ensemble Trondheim Voices at the Øra Studio in Trondheim, March 2023.

The piece uses game mechanics as notation systems; wooden games, including card, board, and tile structures, serve as the foundation for transforming rules into musical instructions. The four vocalists perform the music by playing together, and through gameplay orchestrate the progression of the composition.

The libretto revolves around creation, endowing the voices with a narrative quality that evokes new linguistic and auditory landscapes - an exploration of the human voice as an instrument for expression and storytelling!

ALL PROCEEDS GO TO BEIRUT SYNTH CENTER – A MUSIC ORGANIZATION WHICH NOW SUPPORTS REFUGEES FROM LEBANON.

Vocalists:
Torunn Sævik
Heidi Skjerve
Sissel Vera Pettersen
Ingrid Lode

Composition and game design by Aske Zidore
Recorded on March 31, 2023 at Øra Studio, Trondheim
Engineered by Jo Ranheim and Kyrre Laastad
Mastered by Rashad Becker at Clunk, Berlin
Photos by Storm Ravn

ANY30

Aske Zidore - Origin

With ‘Game Mechanics for Voices: The Place of Landscape,’ Aske Zidore explores composing for four voices (SSAA) by introducing game mechanics and turn-based strategies. The recordings consist of three movements, performed live by vocalists from Norwegian ensemble Trondheim Voices at the Øra Studio in Trondheim, March 2023.

The piece uses game mechanics as notation systems; wooden games, including card, board, and tile structures, serve as the foundation for transforming rules into musical instructions. The four vocalists perform the music by playing together, and through gameplay orchestrate the progression of the composition.

The libretto revolves around creation, endowing the voices with a narrative quality that evokes new linguistic and auditory landscapes - an exploration of the human voice as an instrument for expression and storytelling!

ALL PROCEEDS GO TO BEIRUT SYNTH CENTER – A MUSIC ORGANIZATION WHICH NOW SUPPORTS REFUGEES FROM LEBANON.


Vocalists:
Torunn Sævik
Heidi Skjerve
Sissel Vera Pettersen
Ingrid Lode

Composition and game design by Aske Zidore
Recorded on March 31, 2023 at Øra Studio, Trondheim
Engineered by Jo Ranheim and Kyrre Laastad
Mastered by Rashad Becker at Clunk, Berlin
Photos by Storm Ravn

ANY30

Aske Zidore - Terrain

Aske Zidore - View

Minais B - 3 phases

Minais B - Cruel

Minais B - Wine and music

Minais B - You sing and i strum the wrong chord

Minais B - Swirl

Minais B - Felt it

Minais B - Byebye

Minais B - I heard you were moving

Minais B - A drink tonight

Minais B - No surprise it's saturn return time

Heidemann / Mingot / Klint - Sundrenched

Heidemann / Mingot / Klint - Curving inwards number nine

Heidemann / Mingot / Klint - Kiksecrumbs, cold floors and speakers facing wind

Heidemann / Mingot / Klint - Statements

An Gella - "Perma"  
Out November 3rd 2017 on Anyines (ANY2)

Perma

An Gella - Zen Cell

Gooms - X hands

ANY13: Kassandra K. Bak - 'Edits 2019'

A selection of edits from the young producer and film composer Kassandra K. Bak. 

feat jada, rosalia, erika de casier, treee safari, james blake, fraads, code walk, xenia xamanek, ariana grande, lyra valenza, yangze, lana del rey, roi produciendo, jesper flinker, cardi b, ok ok, hingst, lord siva, smerz, soho rezanejad, 070 shake.
Singles free dl ---> https://anyines.bandcamp.com/album/edits-2019
@user-9887762

Kassandra K. Bak - Edits 2019

Copenhagen-based DJ and producer Ingrate is ready with his debut EP ‘With A System In Mind’ out 14th of February via Copenhagen label Anyines.

Buy here: https://anyines.bandcamp.com/album/with-a-system-in-mind

Having previously roamed the club scene as Kid Antoine, this EP kicks off the moniker Ingrate, presenting a more mysterious and playful world of sonics; radcool speaker stack music, designed “with a system in mind”. The four tracks of the EP continue in the path of the only Ingrate release so far - 2018’s “Crypto Poser/The Enigma" out via Oli XL’s W-I (now Bloom) label. But it’s as if Ingrate is bringing an even quirkier funk to the club this time. Like a 2020 version of Mr. Oizo, if only a little sexier.

The connection to friend and collaborator Oli XL is clear in the sonics of the EP. Both of them masters of teasing the club - making you smile on the dancefloor. Touching on the the banalities and clichés of club music while still seeking new sound territories, the record is a slight tongue-in-cheek, but optimistic take on the dance music scene of the coming decade. Play it in the club, if you dare.

‘Imp’ takes point with it’s babbling percussion, hammering it’s beliefs firmly in steel against a backdrop of falling, redemptive pads. The jealous, hollow sounding cymbal voices of ‘Deceived’ counterpoint their own thoughts of despair. ‘Hoax’ is a sleight of hand spectacle; a svengali trick deck is conjured up and away again, as at the hand of a deception artist in the middle of a thick smoke screen. In the midst of it all, the listener’s only trustworthy companion becomes a mischievous “catch me if you can" synth; teasing, but still leading them, on their way through this world of mirages. 
The EP’s grand finale is ‘Yourself’ - a funhouse of the mind, full of blinding strobes, distorting mirrors and winking figures.

The world is strange, buckle up for the ride.

All music and visual art by Ingrate ---> @iiingrate
ANY14, Anyines, 2020.

Ingrate - Hoax

With A System In Mind

Ingrate - Yourself

Ingrate - Deceived

Ingrate - Imp

DEAP - Musik I En Tid

DEAP - Musik i en tid
ML Buch - Mw
Jura - How intimate it gets
Victor Espasandín - unreleased
Dominika - unreleased
Lloyd - unreleased 
Astrid Sonne - Infirmety of Temper
Ecco2k - Fragile
Jens Ramon & Aske Zidore - unreleased
This Mortal Coil - Song To The Siren
Xenia Xamanek - Espejismo
Oklou - Friendless (Kassandra K. Bak edit) 
Mussi - unreleased
Varnrable & Yangze - Crazy Bitch 
Yuurself - unreleased  
Ingrate - unreleased
Lyra Valenza - Low B4
Minais B - unreleased
Francesca Burattelli - unreleased

@ambixambix

AMBIX08 w/ Minais B

Dominika Rosgaard - Look At Sky Pores

In a moment of strange devotion 
you’ve packed to make it far
painted fresh numbers on the car 
there is no bargaining 
Epsom maps out ideas all over the backseat 
so you can focus on the driving

Once out on Landmass Parkway we’ll be back in the eighties again
yuppies in their spyders 
hardships resting in their cases 
striking by next to the carpool lane
listen to how the gear shifts flutter strangely unchanged 
rustling in the shuttles is the same late age 

At the front of your mind 
bright upon the reservoir
 a sound jolts the tall yellow
 in the tall green pink 
Amherst comes backing up the horn section
so you can focus on the singing 

Once heading into c sharp we’ll be back in the forties again 
as I ask for a marker
 a sheet turn wets a page; 
you’re checking the score for universal dick
these movements full of light will only make your downtime doubt stick 
you’re powered open by rehearsing for the same late age 

In the far corner of an Italian diner 
the four of us sit down as prophetic witches 
we’re dealt concert-like attention 
but you don’t look at me 
you've gone looking into things within yourself 
so you can focus on the eating 

Once pulling out from there the next forty years pass too slowly again 
same old wowing, ciao’ing, 
smiles pulled off for a wage,
 while pizza bakers in the back spit in the dough
and waiters, ‘bout to carry out, sneeze in the minestrone 
shredding on the graters is the same late age

Anyines

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