all instruments: stonerjazz https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679
remix and narration: sonic structures and silent stretches
image: the same collab
info: there are more versions of this canto to emerge from other collab partners. LOOKING FORWARD!

narration: the thirteen canto poem finds its way into sound, a slice at a time

poem / copyright jo richter

How long he stayed, he could not tell.
He worked ferociously, sounding all
existence that had touched upon him into
being: the smell of meadows, the curl of
ripples, the calm that centers in a storm;
the timbre of voices, the straight lines of buildings,
the aloofness of announcers on the radio.
His desk was cluttered, his mind strove clear.


When he did not write, he‘d read up on
the origins of his ancient art: Vergil and Dante,
Marlow and Shakespeare, Homer and Joyce,
Ovidus, Cervantes, Rabelais and Wieland.
He felt the linguistic seeds, blown from foreign
stems, grow filaments deep in his native soil, he
saw them ripen, flower profusely, yielding
their beauty to ever-changing mentalities.


And as his insight widened and he gained
perspective, the rows of encyclopedias
and dictionaries that lined his shelves
slimmed down, as he gave up consulting
English for French and German, these for
Latin and Greek, those for Persian and Sanskrit,
until he only referred to Indo-European roots.
His desk turned clear, his mind became uncluttered.


Eventually, he also slept and dreamt
whenever the veil sank upon him.
Guarded by the spire‘s safe walls, he would
awaken slowly, remembering outlandish
lore, scribbling notes and poems of bizarre
truthfulness and penning recollections of his
archetypal ties. Some of his realistic verse de-
rived from fragments of prolonged poetic trance.


 His muse meanwhile taught him to cook, the
art of mixing individual ingredients to bring about
a taste all of its own that nourishes both mind and
physicality. The painters tend to fixate on surface
and colour, she said, the musicians on timing
the process, whereas the poets never get anything
done, enchanted by words like ‚ginger‘ or ‚yeast‘.
All of their dishes taste awful.

Departure Canto IV with Stonerjazz

Maspalomas

Night Train

This is a super upbeat love song. Heads up, it isn't a deep, meaningful look at beliefs or believing, although the title may suggest that.... the impetus for the lyrics (and title) was my partner asking me what it means to believe. Well to be exact, I asked him for a song theme to write on, and that's the question he gave for it.

You ask me
What it means to believe
But all I ever give you is poetry
A sighing heart
A yearning glance at the view

I give you my endless words
All my walks, talks 
And over-blown thoughts
And you ask me
Do I believe in you

Something strong as the day it was made
The one that gets an instant yes
Senses alive and the joy that you find
Oh do I believe in you
Timeless time
And zero distance
A deity's word that binds us in it
All these things and non-things
I believe in you

You ask me what it means to believe
I paint pictures
From the things we feel
With these words
I'll make something for you to see

First you harken to the silence
Give a chord to a dying flame
Just as though we're starting over
A song brings us home

Only Watching Clouds

What it means to believe

What it Means to Believe

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco

Future Memories

Luminescence

i first was unshure to post this experiment but i like the sound as it came out:)
hope you have fun with it.
Gentle Giant are one of the heroes of my youth...(and still love them).
the original which is thousand times better here
https://soundcloud.com/gentle-giant-official/knots-2011-remaster

noxpox - Knots(Gentle Giant)

This song is a kind of blues with lyrics that very well describe the life of a busker who creates his own music. Current version is without singing.
Enjoy.

Each Day

Mother Nature

Mother Nature - Kokanostra

Life has been so busy, with little time to make music. But I kind of spontaneously played this last night while toying with/exploring VSTs - hope you enjoy.

Interlude

what I am hearing

Born in México City in 1955, started playing at an early age. In Mexico, I played with bands like  "Atrás del Cosmos", "Queso Sagrado", " Broken Heart", "Decibel", "Bardo Thodol", "Kathmandu Ensemble", Silent Light. In New York City I played with Bands like, "King"s East", "In The Service Of", "Fist of Facts", "Desire", "Dense Undergrowth"," "Matahari", "Like Wow", "Devil's Breakfast", "Muse Mob", "Atlantis 3000", "Monster", "Zenith", "Andromeda Crash" "Night Shade", I also collaborated with Hector Zazou, Harold Budd, Elliott Levin, Dennis Charles, Tetsu Inoue, Bettina Koster. Barbara Gogan, Salvatore Principato, Ken Man, Scott Hartley, Thomas Truax and many others. For many years I also wrote Jingles for a lot of products like Coca-Cola, Pepsi, Mc Donalds, Toyota, Kodak, Payless Shoes, Rothman's, Salsa Tabasco, JC Penny, Liberty Science Center, American Heart Association, MCI, Reebok, AT&T, Fanta, Play Movil, etc, I also made music for Viacom writing music for cartoon networks, Bravo TV, Chanel 1, and MTV. Also wrote music for Bill Moyers (PBS)and also for Fax TV in Germany.