Gentle Smile

Wheelwright: voice, vocal melody and harmony, lyrics @wheelwright

Jonathan: initial music, instruments, mix

Fictive Sisters is a transatlantic collaboration of Wheelwright and Beckenstein. Our album Immaculate Distraction is available at https://fictivesisters.bandcamp.com/album/immaculate-distraction

image by Lani Maynard

Crossing time-zones
Godforsaken deserts
Midnight in transit stations
The illusion of freedom
Written in blood written in stone

It's just an idea
It's just an idea

The twisted wreck
Of a helicopter gunship
A distant call to prayer
Sweet liquorice and bitter cigarettes

It's just an idea [...]

He carries her in his heart
She's all he had now all he has
White knuckles holding fast
His mother's photograph in a young man’s hands

Now everything is lost
Now everything is lost

They say half the future’s buried in the past
But the fallen will not weep for us
When it’s our time to choose

It's just an idea [...]

bandcamp

Sweet Licorice And Bitter Cigarettes (with Wheelwright)(Fictive Sisters)

___🎹_____A_N_O_T_H_E_R___M_U_S_I_C_____🎹___
_____BE CURIOUS, CREATIVE, INVENTIVE, DARE!____

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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, MSI, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Electro #Experimental #Minimal #Space
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❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

Always Running, Again and Again...2

Always Running, Again And Again...2

Cut Me Deeper

Scotty: guitars, lyrics, vocals
Tommy: bass, keys

Dusk

We're going under
This is not our lucky day
My mind's asunder
Oh, let's save those thoughts away
Yeah I heard the thunder
There are still so many things to say
You disturbed our slumber
Oh, this is not your lucky day

We're going out there
We're going all the way, the wrong way
You may think it's unfair
But it was you who chose to play
And now we don't care
No, we can keep this up all day
Yeah, you better beware
'Cause this seems not you lucky day

Oh this is where you drown, you drown
It's all the same so let's, get out of town
Love will end and now, you're down, you're down
Thoughts may blend, and you, will drown, will drown

Oh this is where you drown, you drown
It's all the same so let's, get out of town
Love will end and now, you're down, you're down
Thoughts may blend, and you, will chase yourself around

Lucky Day

Rain Delay
The search for a great guitar tone continues.....

Mix 1: Aug 11, 2022
Written by T.G. July 2022
Soft Jazz
Dflat Major...lots of 9ths, 7ths, sus4ths, etc.

Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Amp: Vox AC15
Mic: Royer r10 ribbon
Preamp: API 312
Percussion: tried but didn't like it. Try again later ;-)

Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape.

Rain delay

;-Féerie D’Outre-Tombe-;

I’m happy to post this song with help from my first SC friend https://soundcloud.com/espere-verde, who encouraged me on to improve my music making from a very start. Good musician & draughtsman (he did this artwork too), his vocal performance here gave the mood I couldn’t to the song.

Technical highlights:
>Most vocals: Espere Verde
>Music & almost no vocals: Ruizzoidman
>Odd patterns hidden along three levels in this track: amalgamated psycho-hard coating, usual 7/2 in punk/ska intermediate parts, and finally the sweater core is structured in groups of five measures.

Lyrics: strangely, I wrote about these stressing things when I was 21 and supposedly happy; I'd say similarly today I'm twice as old...

SIN MUJERES NI TABACO, SIN PRISAS  /  WITHOUT WOMEN OR TOBACCO, WITHOUT HURRIES
  
Todo lo que odio me ayuda a vivir,  /  Everything I hate helps me to live,
lo que me pone enfermo me empuja a seguir.  /  what gets me ill pushes me on.
Todo aquello que quiero dejar de sentir  /  Everything I want to stop feeling
es lo que da sentido a mi vivir.  /  is what gives sense to my life.
  
No puedo vivir sin mujeres,  /  I cannot live without women,
ni tabaco, sin prisas,  /  or tobacco, without hurries,
no puedo vivir.  /  I cannot live.
  
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me mata por dentro.  /  kills me from inside.
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me saca los nervios.  /  gets me on my nerves.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me empuja a seguir.  /  pushes me to continue.
  
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me hace sufrir.  /  makes me suffer.
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.

ER29HC8 ©1995 ®2015

Sin mujeres ni tabaco, sin prisas (Most vocals by Espere Verde)

Acetic Summers

I discovered The talent that is Sam Prock a few years back on Soundcloud  , and everytime i heard his track Summer Dream (catnap breeze) i kept hearing it as a song listen here :-https://soundcloud.com/prockjet/summer-dream-catnap-breeze
So I asked him if he minded me turning it into a song and Sam was more than willing , in fact he completely remodeled the track around my vocal line , Thank you Sam.
Go hear some of his awesome music ------>>>>>
https://soundcloud.com/samprock
https://soundcloud.com/prockjet
https://soundcloud.com/art-of-nonsense/tracks
https://choon.co/artists/prockjet
https://choon.co/artists/samprock/

Sunday Funday

The Sea

Sam Prock Ft. winkandwoo - The Sea

I'm a Songwriter.. I'm a Dad ..  I love Trees  :)

Acetic Summers

Black Eye Butterfly