Another track from my first album 'Landing Party' out end of July. The Fourteenth Day is dark, haunting and melancholic.

The Fourteenth Day

I danced beside blue oceans 
dangling feet in its calmest tides
but then the wind marched in
a menace
so I crossed the line
yea I’m off maritime 
and I’m prone to drift on salty breezes 
gently waving like I’m with the sea
so far away from me 
and 

Some things aren’t meant to be 
and the oceans are getting bluer 
getting rough and tasting bitter
and that reminds me 
that the sea is a part of me 
maybe I could part the sea 
like its been parting me
yea
I crossed the line 
yea
and I’m off maritime 
well 

I’m no sailor 
could be mermaid could be reef
cause that’s the sea in me
and I’m no killer I’m no thief
still getting all that grief
just a salty sea
bathe us in its blue 
yea
I crossed that line 





#climatecrisis

Off Maritime

Out of the Box September 2022
Drumming, popping and sighing…

M.NOMIZED : Synthesizers, Melodica, Sampler, Treatments, Loops.

for "Rainbowing", a project by Marco Lucchi

settembre 2022

Marco Lucchi - Rainbowing (seven colors mix) - remixed by M.Nomized

Landscaping

A dynamic track inspired by personal experiences

A Longing for Home

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 '𝟰𝟰 𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗡𝗨𝗠 [𝗗𝗘𝗠𝗢]

little midi composition & piano vst test ;-) Enjoy ! photo: ELG21, pixabay

dreamer

R2D2 EFE8

trying something different
see version #1 for lyrics etc

you are not alone version #2

Method: Layering (ehx mel9 and roland vt4 involved, as well as a guitar, a plastic recorder and the zoom r20 - incl the room2 effect).
Narration: Reading my latest poem. 
On my 29th birthday I had given a private reading of one of Ingeborg Bachmann's short stories, titled: the 30th year. Now, doubling up, I have not given a private reading - consider this a replacement. It is  a poem of mine reflecting some aspects of that eerie relationship between fiction and reality and dispersing personal narratives.

Gedicht / copyright jo richter:

damals, als ich jenen text bachmanns
vom aufbrechen des vertrauten, ins telegrafenferne
einer vom ich unversehrten heimat vorlas, im
dreißigsten jahr, waren auch die mich ummenschenden
befremdet: wie kann man sein wahres leben nur
so im streulicht fiktiven gestaltens betrachten?

jetzt, im realen sechzigsten jahr, finde ich
keine heimkehrnovelle im schrank, die nicht
von geld, von frieden, von der verzweiflung handelt,
im angesicht weiter und weiter vermieteter wohnungen
und viel zu fleißig gepflügter felder: gerne
rastete ich auf einer brache, wäre sie noch vor sinnen.

das papier vor mir ist ungelesen, als hätte ich
nie eine schriftspur darüber gelegt, dem vorgeliebten
nie nachgespürt: war ich nur da als probe-
abdruck der selbstbehauptung anderer, die ihre
geschichte frech in stadtmauern meißeln, über tempel-
freskos weißeln, sich stilecht in poetenpergamente kleiden?

das sechzigste jahr

im sechzigsten jahr

My name is Paisley Grey, I like to write song demos in my free time. HERE THEY ARE

• Assistant to composer Brian Ledwidge Flynn 
• Mixing and Mastering engineer for Magnetic State Studios
• Artist Development Specialist
• Author of the Disrupt-o-mix Philosophy

WATCH FILM 'AMNESIA' Below [featuring soundtrack from composer B Ledwidge Flynn]. Assembled from vintage, public domain celluloid ephemera.

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 '𝟰𝟰 𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗡𝗨𝗠 [𝗗𝗘𝗠𝗢]

INCREDIBLY AWESOME DEMOS