Ozion

Well, my good friend Paco dropped me a note to say he had a piece of music to which I might like to try and add something, were I so inclined.  Always a good day when that happens.

Now, I can't honestly recall the precise sequence in which the neurons fired inside my skull to yield the result we have here, but we are where we are as they say.

Don't go looking at me for rationale.

Thank you, Paco, as always my friend, for inviting me to come out to play, and for mastering the end result in the midst of untold techno-horror grief.  I hope your DAW world resolves itself very soon.
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Socrates at Sundown

I lie bewildered, here, in my sphere of cubes,
On crushed silk cushions sprawled.
I sketch the cool Palladian dudes
In charcoal, on Aleutian walls.
They think I know what thoughts are theirs,
And beg to trade their graceless airs, 
But I left them there to climb their stairs
Ever downward through Athenian halls.

They say my knowledge is remiss,
The diabolical's back in town.
Seems ignorance is bliss
For this philosophical clown.
I'm seeking emptiness of mind,
That's where I hope to find
That old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

My associate, Plato knows the game
Survives through pretty dialogue
He suffocates but bestows his shame
On city states whose statutes fog
The heads of people in their ranks
Attentive on the Eridanos banks
Dispensing death by way of thanks
As justice shreds its cogs.

Deep mental grasp of social structure
No need to ever write it down
Accused outcast for youth's corrupture
Where the bleeding of democracy is bound
To seek the causal end of time
Of Aristotle and Nietzsche's kind
The men of Athens rendered blind
Killed that old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

Socrates At Sundown (with MidiSound)

(ever too late to shine )    



Now she lives among the stars
                                          
and the night is too dark without her
         
all the light from then till now
                                          
hasn’t found its way back to her

*



I had no heart to hear

all the bells that call on Sunday

just like a waterfall

they’ll stop falling someday

*


refrain:

       
Is it ever too late to shine

ever too late to shine
         
my love


     
Is it ever too late to shine
                      
ever too late to find
      
my love

*


I see her in a crowd 

I see her in the mirror

Her face is like a shroud

as my own grows dimmer 

*


If you find yourself a star

don't lose it in the wishin' 

you're still while it moves far

far beyond your vision

*


refrain

TASCAM DR-05

ever too late to shine (co-written with my friend)

Pre release for Bandcamp. Please comment!! and Follow me and Xian3
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The photography shows the „Brocken Spectre“ (Radka Chapin)
 
    Xian3   :Song (Melody and Lyric)(Vocal,Gt,Dr,etc)
    Holger Engel     :Bass
    Keigo Bigpapa Sano  :Violin,Prophet,noise and Sound design
	 				
„When the observer's shadow falls on a layer of fog or clouds, the shadow is not represented by a solid surface, but by each drop of water in the haze individually. As a result, the brain cannot see the shadow stereoscopically and significantly overestimates the size. Air movements cause the shadow to move, even when the observer is standing still. This seemingly separate entity can also float and hover without having any visible contact with the ground. The other physical conditions on the mountain, cool and damp air, silence, as well as the lack of orientation due to a lack of foresight and neighbouring mountains, reinforce the subjective impression of the apparent existence of a ghost."

					Johan Esaias Silberschlag, 1780


Brocken Spectre

1
The shadow falls (4)
On layers of fog 
The shadow falls
Unto each single drop
The shadow falls
On layers of fog
The shadow falls (3)
  
ref
A different story
On each single drop  
A different story
From the bottom to the top
A different story

2
The shadow floats
On layers of fog
The shadow  is hovering
Over the ground
The shadow is growing
Waving without sound
The shadow floats
With a glory

ref
A different story
On each single drop  
A different story
From the bottom to the top
A different story
On each single drop
On each single drop

BROCKEN SPECTRE(Collabo with Xian3,Holger Engel and BP )

Recording sessions from 03/02/2023.
5 tracks MOOG Modular (vst Arturia),
1 track Spark (vst Arturia),
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Electro #Experimental #Minimal #Space
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❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

2 2 2

Everyone's Doing It

Cabaret Club's guitar Riff, I decided to mix all styles and make this rocker an electronic trancemusical

EMD Orgy

EMD Orgy ( guitar Cabaret Club)

A real pleasure to present to you perhaps the strangest song I have ever collaborated on. Gary simply sent me a line of prose to be used as an acrostic, where each word is the beginning of a line of lyrics. Nothing else. Blank canvas. The original words are "Show Those Ones You Love That They Are Adored Fully, Encompassed Within My Daily Thoughts Are Peaceful Intentions Towards Them All"

He asked me to make up some lyrics and a melody, any key, then to sing the tune to a click track and he would do the rest. To top it off the title of the song is acronymous - ACRONYM standing for the full title, which is "A collaborative record of nostalgia, yearning (&) memories"

Acronym

Show that I love you and hold all
Those memories close to my heart..those
Ones that we all made together. 
You mean all the world what we call
Love has been from the start..the thing
That will unite us forever. 
They make us gold
Are all we know
Adored until we're old
Fully complete

Encompassed by magic and fire
Within our safe house, desire, yeah 
My future is with you together 
Daily my prayer to our Maker, our
Thoughts mingle sweetly forever 
Are only of one and the other
Peaceful night
Intentions right
Toward the light, hold
Them tight
All complete

I did my usual trick of slapping something down, nipping to Bruges to check that the Trappist Monks were still making beer to my rigorous personal standards and leaving all the heavy lifting to him. Through an elaborate ritual of digital ceremonial magic, electronic alchemy, Job-like patience and wiffle dust he has produced this. Fascinating how he uses tonal and atonal harmony to create tension, power and release, matching it so well to the emotion of the words.

The lyrics are a paean to family and friends, his, mine, yours, ours.
If you've not experienced Gary and Jamie's work, please check them out
https://soundcloud.com/one-other where he has also uploaded this collaboration
https://soundcloud.com/one-other/acronym

As Thom, https://soundcloud.com/esyrup agrees, time is our only enemy. :)

Initial words, music, arrangement and production: Gary
Additional lyrics and Vocals: Nick

Be good, you little rascals

Nick

Pic: Nick (Barry Beach South Wales)

Acronym - ThePhaige and Nicholas Ridiculous

Cover Of Darkness

For those who hate the pigeons ability to convert any clean place into a dirty mess, I would recommend listening to Tom Lehrer's "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park"

*** SKINNER PIGEONS ***

The Skinner pigeons displayed superstitious learning
when they learned to perform actions
unrelated to rewards.
In fact the trays that offered them delicious nutrients
were just opened by a timer
set to fire from time to time.
And so these birds would keep repeating senseless dances,
empty swingings, useless stances,
thinking they were in command.
Believing that they were the ones there in command.  

This begs the question:
What about success prescriptions,
secret methods, clever fictions?
Do they really lift our lives?
As we go forward pushing doorways, shouting orders,
firing people, building borders,
maybe we're not better than those helpless birds 
that swing their heads or flap their wings
thinking this entails the feeding
that is coming anyway.
The random feeding that is coming anyway.

Still we keep searching for the reasons of decaying,
for the meaning of our praying,
for the guilty butterfly.
We keep denying to be lost in mindless fighting,
running blind amidst the lightning,
waiting for the final strike.
We want the answers that will feed our understanding
that will bring us consolation
that will give a reason why.
We want the answers that will give a reason why.

Skinner Pigeons

Trip_Hop_141

New album of my unit Electric Seagull in my studio Live
https://xix-japan.bandcamp.com/album/blueprint-of-the-electric-seagull

new Live Movie: Please follow on my Channel!!!
https://youtu.be/6uO1EnwI_Kg?si=AQm574zyXMKRscyG

Thank you for your listening and following.
I am Japanese Violinist,Improviser,Composer,Sound designer,
Experimental ,Noise,Ambient,Drone,Neo classical,etc

Now,I try to explain why I make music in inprovisation style.
As you know,
We had the big accident last year (2011.3.11)in Japan.

We lost and many people in that accident.Many people now lost their house,
or can`t return their home because of Nukes accident.

I could not play,listen music at all.

But,After several years,I started play music again.

I improvise for lost and living people at the same time.
It is the reason .

New!
Experimental Video on Youtube. Please Check it and follow my channel!!
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29/Oct/2022  Electric Seagull online live !!
Here  ->https://youtu.be/KCzUQtqLkMU
Please put likes and Subscribe on my channel!! 

iTunes Music store
http://itunes.apple.com/jp/artist/big-papa-shonan/id516489801

Amazon.com
http://www.amazon.com/Everyday-have-Blues--Sing-you/dp/B007RAIIW8/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1333765302&sr=8-2
From Papa`s studio in my house(Yamaha Avitex)

Guitar Stratcaster (Fender 1956)
          J-200 (Gibson 1962)
         Dobro,National,  I love vintage guitar.
DTM:Logic pro,Ableton Live,Studio One,and many litlle gadgets

Good music for you.

BROCKEN SPECTRE(Collabo with Xian3,Holger Engel and BP )

Keigo Bigpapa Sano

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