Man, can relax to this all day! Wonderful ambience and playing!

Great electronic piece, brother...love the low frequencies

definitely a killer sound track kind of vibe here.. great comp!!

I love that transient on the bass drum or tom... really adds a nice space to the arrangement..

Just amazing.... Love the solo sound and all the bass-o-metrics...

July 2021, written quite quickly, I’d taken a picture of the blue house and wanted to write a song with that title, simple as that!  Listen with headphones.


Blue House
 

I live in a blue house,
Blue like the day,
Blue like the sky 
With the clouds blown away.

You had a red house,
Red like a fight,
Red with the shouting
In the middle of the night.

I live in a blue house now,
With Love in a Mist
And Glory of the Snow,
I live in a blue house now,
Not blue like the Blues,
But blue as the water’s flow.

I live in a blue house,
Where everything’s cool,
There’s no place for trouble
In my Casa Azul

You live in a red house,
Of chaos and strife,
I couldn’t stay there 
That’s not my life.


Image taken by CJW

Blue House

The sacred chant ‘Salve Regina’ is a beautiful thing and to paraphrase Stewart Copeland and Caroline Shaw ‘...transcends religion itself’. This is one of a few rearrangements/improvisations I’ve tried. The harmony etc. is still there but the tele leads the way.

Salve Regina

Time slips away.

All music: Feddo Westra & Peter Hofland

Artwork: Omi Kim

FranceFusion

TranceFusion

Avec tous les chemins
De son visage
Sans âge
Avec ses pauvres mains
Dans le carnage
Sous la rage

Baba Lyuba ne laissera
Ni ses chèvres ni ses chats
Baba Lyuba reste là
Baba Lyuba restera

Avec ses yeux clairs
Dans le ciel
Sous le fiel
Avec sa peau de grand-mère 
Rougie par le gel
Ne reste plus qu'elle

Baba Lyuba ne laissera
Ni ses chèvres ni ses chats
Baba Lyuba reste là
Baba Lyuba restera

Où voulez-vous que j'aille
Dans l'aube greige
Où voulez-vous que j'aille
Dans la neige
Où fuir les batailles
C'est ma terre
Ma misère

Baba Lyuba ne laissera
Ni ses chèvres ni ses chats
Baba Lyuba reste là
Baba Lyuba restera

Baba Lyuba

It's All Irony 148 BPM

Demo ......

Lyrics / copyright jo richter:
THE PASSlNG

the day slopes
down the hill
his residence rests on

the clouds in his gaze
match the clouds in the sky
as the winds gently shape them

he has a slow meal
within shifting structures
of people who rush by

stopped at a corner
he sees squatters evicted
from ivory lodgings

matching his steps
to the patterns of stones
he rewrites the pavement

past the outskirts of town
he watches a beetle
scuttle along a fencepost

he walks past the tree
he has been dreaming of
for ten years in a row now

in liquified air
this moment freezes
unseeing his life

The Passing--Tragic Exuberance--  Jo Richter's Poetry(Sonlc Structures and Silent Stretches)

Termano

THE PIGS HAVE GOT NOTHING ON ME
BUT THEY’RE KNOCKING AT MY DOOR

KNOCK-KNOCK WHO’S THERE?

ARROGANCE SURROUNDS
AND MY AFFLUENCE ABOUNDS

THE PIGS HAVE GOT NOTHING ON ME
THEY’VE GOT NOTHING ON ME
BUT…THEY’RE KNOCKING AT THE DOOR
THEY’RE KNOCKING AT MY DOOR

THE PIGS HAVE GOT NOTHING ON ME
THEY’VE GOT NOTHING ON
BUT…THEY’RE KNOCKING AT MORE
THEY’RE KNOCKING AT MY DOOR

SOME OF EM DON’T KNOW THE SCORE
SOME OF EM WILL PUSH FOR MORE
NOTHING WORSE THAN BUREAUCRATS
AND PILLARS OF THE LAW
WITH
WELL OILED FINGERS ON THE TAKE
AND BURIED IN THE PIE

SLIPPIN’ SKINS WHILE SLIPPIN’ SKIN
I’VE GIVEN TILL IT HURTS
FOR MOOLA MAKES A SWEETER DEAL
AND STOPS THE MEN IN MONKEY SUITS
FROM DISHING OUT THE DIRT

I’M THE UNTOUCHABLE GUY
ON A UNNATURAL HIGH
I MASTER THE SEA
AND I MASTER THE SKY

THE PIGS HAVE GOT NOTHING ON ME
THEY’VE GOT NOTHIN’
THEY’VE GOT…THEY’VE GOT…THEY’VE GOT…THEY’VE GOT NOTHIN’

THE PIGS HAVE GOT NOTHING ON ME
THEY’VE GOT NOTHIN’

THE PIGS HAVE GOT NOTHING ON ME

Experiment

Bass player and keyboard crack having fun exploring a blend of improvisation, styles, minimal composing and maximal production.

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