Name: Dana Scully by the arc in space
Duration: 4 min 52 s
Description: Has a rational explanation for all of this

Aqua Lantern

Ghost

Seance

Participation in the "Disquiet Junto" project led by Marc Weidenbaum:
Seamless Bridge. The Assignment: Create a 20-second piece of music to connect two preexisting 20-second pieces of music.
https://disquiet.com/0448/

A bridge between Sevenism - 777minus1 - 06 Fake choir hidden
https://20x20project.bandcamp.com/track/fake-choir-hidden
and haLF unusuaL - semI autO biO graphicaL - 04 Semi 4
https://20x20project.bandcamp.com/track/semi-4

The material of the bridge comes entirely from the 2 original sources.
Editing with Audacity.

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Participation au projet "Disquiet Junto" de Marc Weidenbaum.
Créez une musique de 20 secondes reliant deux musiques préexistantes de 20 secondes.
https://disquiet.com/0448/

Le matériau provient entièrement des 2 sources originales:
 - Sevenism - 777minus1 - 06 Fake choir hidden
https://20x20project.bandcamp.com/track/fake-choir-hidden
 - haLF unusuaL - semI autO biO graphicaL - 04 Semi 4
https://20x20project.bandcamp.com/track/semi-4

Montage avec Audacity.

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Major thanks to 20×20’s Neil Stringfellow for proposing this project. More on 20×20 at:
https://20x20project.bandcamp.com/

More on the Disquiet Junto at:
https://disquiet.com/junto/

Subscribe to project announcements here:
https://tinyletter.com/disquiet-junto/

Project discussion takes place on llllllll.co:
https://llllllll.co/t/disquiet-junto-project-0448-seamless-bridge/

ABridge - Disquiet0448

Bobby Rangell: alto sax
Nico Arnicho: percussion
Daniel Diaz: acoustic bass guitar & live synth sparkles

Live in the studio recording, circa 2007 in Paris, reworked and remixed Friday November 27th 2020.

Again, from the  masters I got back some weeks ago and I am rediscovering and reworking some music for there.

This is part of a one day session with these extraordinary musicians  this is the only session with the three of us together in the studio. We recorded tones of music that day, including [junto0463](https://soundcloud.com/daniel-diaz/two-memories-gradient-disquiet0463) and [naviarhaiku358](https://soundcloud.com/daniel-diaz/black-horse-naviarhaiku358) with a 4th element , Pajaro Canzani on guitar)

This is the introduction to an instrumental composition we recorded for a producer (documentary) who accepted the mix but later asked for the introduction to be removed.
So this free form 2 minutes remained unused.
I remixed this today for 27/NOV/2020 thanksgiving  junto challenge
https://llllllll.co/t/disquiet-junto-project-0465-you-thank 
as a thank you note for those excellent musicians.

I spent some time live and i the studio with Bobby since that day, but completely lost track of Nico, 10.000 Km between us...

Going back to these masters is a joy and reminds me how great it is to play together with fellow musicians and how grateful I am that I could do it with such great, talented guys.


Photo by DD: self portrait with blue forms

Happy thanksgiving everybody, love
DD 27/NOV/2020

Deep Blue 01 (Giving Thanks) - disquiet0465

Legends Always Go

sleepy in the deep sea

Has a rational explanation for all of this

Dana Scully

Victory

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Delhi to Berlin - beats & bops - Kutmah (31-12-2020)

When they made you there was nothing in your eyes,
You contain it, with tomorrow in your lies.
Smiles to fake it, but you tell me you’re alright,
Can’t mistake it, I can see you’re in disguise. 

You know what flowers taste like here because you put them in the ground,
The clouds slow down to show me now, you shot me full of holes, you shot me full of holes. 

Alone, I’m walking, just my legs here in the sand.
Silver medal, a frustrated yesterday’s man. 
A joke, a warning, like a statue, fallen down. 
I can’t contain it, but you tell me that’s alright

You know what flowers taste like here because you put them in the ground,
The clouds slow down to show me now, you shot me full of holes, you shot me full of holes. 
My feet can’t touch the ground right now, with all the words that spin around, 
The clouds slow down to show me now, you shot me full of holes, you shot me full of holes.

What is it, this thing, to me?

Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
regret repeat, recycle again. 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
regret repeat, recycle again.
 
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[Spoken word part]
Paralysed by our own insignificance, unable to move
We let our mind wander freely between the stars
In this seemingly endless paradox, a void that is full
As are our hearts and minds
Why are we here?
Who created who?
Or what? Or why?
Is the nebula a physical manifestation of a thought?
Do we explore outside of ourselves, or inside?
Trapped in a prison of trying to understand that which is beyond our grasp
Yet we reach for it still, teetering on the edge of the precipice
Existence is futile yet we still crave immortality
Searching for the truth of an answer to an unasked question
Is this a dreamless sleep, or a sleepless dream?

Then we see it, like a jewel, like a dream
A place so perfect for us, it makes us weep
Is this what all the searching has been for?
Did we somehow know it was here or did we just believe?
In this untouched paradise, so fresh and green
A world wrapped in cellophane for us to reveal
Yet somewhere in the glorious forests that cover the land
There is a clearing in the trees
Fallen statues lay upon the ground
They hide their crumbling faces shamefully in the dirt
Or stare lifelessly at the vastness above
Their limbs entangled by snaking vines
The moss grows like a tumour on their exposed bodies
As nature reclaims the world of the arrogant
Is this our past, or our future?

Dana Scully

the arc in space

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