Reflective and musing,this one sees the composer in a thoughtful mood. Sublime organ,both in sound and playing. Always a pleasure to listen to your clever music Bruce.

very cool Bruce! loved the journey. Hope all is well, peace to you!

Lovely mix of sounds, with a gentle flow from piano interspersed with other instruments, and what appears to be a keyboard amongst other things.

Love the mood you create, wow!🌈💖🌈

2022

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The Skally Wag Zag

Remarrecto

CARNE.ORO.

Voces en la Onda Delta

MURDER ME

It was 1995, I had already acquired my trusty Alesis SR-16 "Dr No" but not hooked it up in stereo yet on my 4-track cassette recorder.

This track is one of the more fun I made in those days, thought I'd share it here. For the occasion, I properly mixed and mastered it in such a way to keep it's original character intact as much as possible. I did put *some* fancy effect to stereoize the vocals a little, and there is a subtle stereo reverb on the drums.. Things like that, but that's just to make it palatable for the modern crowd. This is after all an original recording, no edits, no overdubs.

Thinking about putting an entire 'legacies' album together. Would anyone be interested in that?

The very mature lyrics:

Salvation song
Connect me if I'm wrong
Me I am cracked, broken and torn
Haven't been clean ever since I was born

But I don't bear much pain
I'm not gonna jump no train
Every single hour every single day
Guess life is just a game

Some say I am insane
Some say I am just the same
As all them youth rebel rabble rebel rabble
Well I know better but you won't hear me tell
Everyone lives his own little hell
Let them turn around in their own smell
I let them feel bad if they let me feel well
It be alright with me

I know I only live to be
I know this is all you can see
I live to be just like the trees
And the flowers and the bees

Some say I am insane
Some say I am just the same
As all them you rebel rabble rebel rabble
Let live through their own hell
Let them live with their own smell

Salvation

Salvation song
Connect me if I'm wrong
Me I am cracked broken and torn
Haven't been clean ever since I was born

Some say salvation
Everyone, everyone...
Rebel rabble rebel rabble
Loser! Loser!

noitavlaS

Salvation Song

Il Mostro

Fantasmas

Look

Window

I had this little ear worm in my head for a few days but  I got stuck and https://soundcloud.com/fadysporz  came to the rescue and build this little dream castle. Fabulous photographs by ghislaine.b.righton should you wish for some visuals. 

https://youtu.be/6nWNyjZTrTc

Halloumi with apricots
On a pumpernickel slice
You can find one in the sandwich bar 
At the entrance to the park 

There’s nothing more to wish for
You don’t go that far
There’s a bench outside to sit on
At the entrance to the park

A little finch moves up an inch 
To join you on the bench
He’ll never let you dine alone
There’s always two for lunch

There’s nothing more to wish for
You don’t need to fly yo Mars
There’s a bench outside the sandwich bar
At the entrance to the park

Entrance To The Park

The Entrance To The Park  (with FADY)

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE tuned B F♯ B E G♯ B
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
LYRICS:
In the cool of the Arizona morning
There are no words to say
The sun lights up
The eastern sky
At the dawn…….
Of a brand new day

The tumbleweed is turning
Looking to put down some roots
Maybe it’s just my calling
To have dust ……
All over my boots 

I don’t see all there is to see
I don’t hear all there is to hear
There’s light and there’s shade and something in-between
And the distance …………drawing near

I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust  …………. all over my boots

The slow and steady beat
Of these hooves upon the ground
Horse and rider as one
And at peace ………
With that sound

I don’t see all there is to see
I don’t hear all there is to hear
There’s light and there’s shade and something in-between
And the distance …………drawing near 

I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust  …………. all over my boots

Dust All Over My Boots

We hope that you enjoy this slow chilled groove.
Thank you for all of your kind shares and reposts too!!

Original Vocal idea by Gary

Vanity

Having a little fun with my new Nord Stage 3 - all sounds except the percussion are native to the Stage 3 (synth and organ engine). No sequencers were used, but I did enjoy using the pitch stick.

Thinking a bit about a Black Swan event as I produced this, the 1st half representing life as usual, the event as a synth "solo" and the altered reality afterwards. Towards the end I was inspired somewhat by the soundtrack to Dunkirk as the planes harass the troops on the beach and I have to admit that Vangelis Chariots of Fire was on my mind throughout the track although I skipped adding any piano.

A black swan is an unpredictable event that is beyond what is normally expected of a situation and has potentially severe consequences. Black swan events are characterized by their extreme rarity, severe impact, and the widespread insistence they were obvious in hindsight. [according to Wikipedia]

Black Swan

This is the soundtrack of my first video. Soon you can see it in Youtube
Beautiful locations at the swiss Alps and Lakes. 
You would love it!

Queen of Spades

Cursed Moon

Blue Dream

In so Deep 

I'm carryin' weight – beast of burden streets of Ankara
My feet they hurt – my saddle gonna wrench apart
My hunger never stops – the wave it never crests
I’m drowning in consequence

I’m in so deep – and I won’t let you down a bit
It’s history – I made you all these promises
Our worlds depart – the continents divide
I’m in so deep – I can look you in the eye

Haven’t felt a falter – never told you a lie
Is it in the realm – that the others will survive
When I see you in the door – I’m clutching a sea wall
In the Bosphorous

Long ago – she had my full devotion
I changed her name – like Constantinople
I felt the streets go dead
All the hawkers they had fled - Into armament

Behind a curtain – breathing incense and a huffin’ pipe
Mural on the wall – the mountains of Anatolia
If I have to pick and choose
I can’t crawl away from you - You’re in my heart

I’m in so deep – and I won’t let you down a bit
It’s history – I made you all these promises
Our world’s depart – the continents divide
I’m in so deep – I can look you in the eye

IN SO DEEP

-----------Dropping Name------

Chorus---
Am I here or there
am I far or near
your signals aren’t coming through clear…
——just call me
just call me
and you know i’ll be there

aint playing no games—full on flames
I refer to myself when I start dropping names
IPG1—Lou—Level One Up
It can’t get no better he’s the cream of the crop
That’s word to the letter

Stop pop and lock can’t hide from the vibe
come along for the ride let me be your guide

Is it—— The pen that I write with 
the ways that the rhymes hits ——
the headphones and lyrics 
Or cadres I flow with —- 
it’s now time to drop this 
On —the mic it’s a tight grip ——
that kick drum—-that won’t quit 
the sounds that I mix with ——-
let’s get it —-a tight fit
I ——listen and edit ——
then—- Blend and produce this
Ignite the track gets———lit—— 
Stand back as I rock this
aha -aha ——-awe shit

I bring fire to the game
Ignition to the flames
IPG1's the name----
That's Always been my aim
It's a scorcher-------so I gotta --heat it up
Im the author ---Gimme music nonstop
I flow hot ---------better make it HipHop
Off the top--- 
just like a volcano
Spreading fast---------
so ----you know ---like I know
-----Can't stop it ------it's a Raging  inferno
-------Blazing-------sweltering-------heating up--here we go
get engulfed ---there's no where to can hide bro
Just bob your head --the tracks on full auto
Fire storming— you should just call me Pyro

I Rock the beats——to make you move your feet 
the beat plus the rap style equal technique 
technique technique technique I’ll deliver 
style so cool I’m about to make you shiver

I Rock the beats—I Rock the beats—
I Rock the beats—I Rock the beats—

Chorus-----

I am the original concept the roots of it all
most started off big I started out small
Resistance is futile I can’t be contained 
try to keep me down you must be insane 
oh—-now I’m about to go viral 
like a full-blown tornado in an upward spiral 
keep growing with the music as if digitally installed 
my next upgrade will be a wake up call 

I Rock the beats—I Rock the beats—
I Rock the beats—I Rock the beats—

Dropping Names

The Lagniappe Recorder
Manhattan Beach, California
The gear: 
Universal Audio Apollo Quad computer recording interface
Plug-ins by Fairchild, Neve, Pultec, Studer, Manley, EMT, Lexicon,Oxford, API,Trident, Summit. SSL, Massenburg, Hellios, Trident, Ocean Way,Ampex, Oxford, Manley, Elysia, Api, Moog, Lexicon, Cooper Time cube.
MacBook Pro (15-inch, 2018) Retina ssd, Thunderbolt display
Korg Triton pro 76 keyboard 
Audience ClairAudient 1+1 V2+. Personal Reference Monitors.
AUDIENCE ADEPT RESPONSE AR12 TS 12-OUTLET POWER CONDITIONER with dedicated AC line to main box on pole.
All cables by Audience.
Logic Pro 10 Recording software.
Rode K2 tube microphone with 1954 NOS cryo- genic Telefunken tube
Sennheiser HD 650 headphones with Cardas cable.
RPG and ASC Sound treatment panels and tube traps installed in and behind control area
The Lagniappe Recorder
Lagniappe is a small gift given to a customer by a merchant at the time of a purchase (such as a 13th doughnut when buying a dozen), or more broadly, "something given or obtained gratuitously or by way of good measure."
Or as I say "a little something special".

new Release!!
https://parametric.bandcamp.com/album/iii

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