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"Graceful Aging" is played on a 2000 Lance McCollum GA-Italian Spruce/Brazilian Rosewood. 
Tuning: DGDGBE, capo #1.  Pro mix/mastered by Matty Harris. 

Thanks for listening to this new piece recorded, June '23

GRACEFUL AGING

Radical Chic

Catharsis (For four guitars)

This song is the third in a series of three tunes that started with some very "in the zone" guitar tracks offered up by Steve Vercelloni for my songwriting pleasure. And a pleasure it was.

As with the first two, we decided to go with our very first pass and forego the fancy footwork. Also like the first two, this is a love song. Unlike the first two, however, this one is about the darker side of love.

Music and mastering, b-vox: Steve Vercelloni @Steve_Vercelloni

Special Friends

Sacrifice
And bad advice
I’m on thin ice
It’s no surprise

Compensate
And hesitate
You’ll get your way
You’ll have your day

Special friends
Means meet the ends
And we’ll pretend
We’ll make amends

Compromise 
Act hypnotized
They’ll authorize
You’ll be surprised

Special Friends - with Steve Vercelloni (third of three)

Claudius

some instruments, including synth and the pulsating synth bed, mix: tea are sea @tea_are_sea
other instruments, narration, mix: sonic structures and silent stretches
method: some back and forth, with stonerjazz and re-evolution café orchestra sometimes listening in and edging on
narration: the thirteen canto poem finds its way into sound, a canto at a time
image: copyright jo richter, using a detail of my photo of a magazine depiction of the phaistos disc as one element among others

info: there is one more version of this canto to emerge from other collab partners. LOOK FORWARD!

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.

canto iv

Departure Canto iv with Tea Are Sea

noxpox - Emanon II

there's is a lot that is wrong and a lot to be done. It won't happen if we don't do it. learn from the past.don't repeat mistakes.the world is the same anywhere you go. Differences among people are exaggerated insignificant quirks twisted by those who want to remain in power. we are all more alike than different


lyric

in the time that's left to me ,let me touch what's left to feel
in the time that's left to me, through the dim light let me see
I never needed to travel the globe cause the world always came to me

cause the sun,the moon, the rain the snow are constant everywhere
people laugh, people cry,people hope and people fear
nothing's different from here to there
it's all the same,nothing to fear

when will we learn that we have the power to turn dark into light
to feed the hungry and cloth the cold
with no damage to our body or danger to our soul

our lives are short but our legacy is long
the past must be our guide through the night to the dawn
so we can touch what must be touched
so we can see what must be seen
and not stay locked alone in ourselves for our tiny eternity

make a difference

Citare

Cover version recorded live at The Old Shed.  American singer songwriter Townes van Zandt wrote this song for his 1972 album, and Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard had a hit with it in 1983.

Pancho And Lefty (cover)

Original performances and recordings by Jessica Lowe @user-298062433
Reimagined and embellished by Boxy

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

BOXY / RED POP - Break It / Got It MIX

Advent:

In the Protestant church, it commemorates the entry of Jesus into Jerusalem in particular. 2nd Advent: It serves as preparation for the return of Christ. 3rd Advent: It commemorates John the Baptist. 4th Advent: In the Catholic Church in particular, the focus here is on Mary, the Mother of God.

Like all Sundays in Advent, the 2nd Advent is named after the opening hymn of the Holy Mass: Populus Sion. The redemptive aspect of God takes center stage on the second Sunday of Advent. On this day, Christians particularly commemorate the prophesied redemption from all earthly suffering through Jesus' sacrificial death on the cross.

2nd Advent 2023

Der dritte Sonntag: Gaudete! – Freut Euch!
Der dritte Sonntag im Advent unterscheidet sich schon farblich von den anderen. Statt Violett kann der Priester an diesem Tag die liturgische Farbe Rosa als aufgehelltes Violett tragen. Einige Menschen haben an ihrem Adventskranz auch für den 3. Advent eine rosa Kerze. Dieser Brauch ist vor allem in Irland und England beliebt. Vielen ist dieser Sonntag auch unter dem Namen "Gaudete" (lateinisch "Freut Euch!") bekannt. Das kommt aus dem Eingangsgesang, der es in sich hat: "Gaudete in Domino semper!" – " Freut euch im Herrn allezeit!" Dieser Vers aus dem Philipperbrief sagt: Der Herr ist nahe, es dauert nicht mehr lange. Der Imperativ verstärkt die Intention.

Am vergangenen zweiten Sonntag im Advent ging es umdie harsche Umkehrpredigt des Johannes. Heute erfahren die Gläubigen, wie Jesus über ihn denkt. Im Evangelium nach Matthäus (Mt 1t, 2-11) geht es an diesem Tag noch einmal um Johannes den Täufer, der die Menschen auf die Ankunft des Messias vorbereiten soll. Meist wird es so verstanden, dass Johannes im Gefängnis Zweifel ander Messianität Jesu kommen. Entspricht Jesus nicht seinen Erwartungen, ist er ihm zu zurückhaltend? Möglich ist aber auch die um-gekehrte Sicht: Johannes hört vom Auftreten Jesu und fragt sich, ob er vielleicht „der Kommende“ ist.
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The third Sunday: Gaudete! - Rejoice!
The third Sunday in Advent differs from the others in terms of color. Instead of violet, the priest can wear the liturgical color pink as a brightened violet on this day. Some people also have a pink candle on their Advent wreath for the third Sunday of Advent. This custom is particularly popular in Ireland and England. Many people also know this Sunday by the name "Gaudete" (Latin for "Rejoice!"). This comes from the opening hymn, which has it all: "Gaudete in Domino semper!" - " Rejoice in the Lord always!" This verse from Philippians says: The Lord is near, it won't be long now. The imperative reinforces the intention.

Last second Sunday in Advent was about John's harsh sermon on repentance. Today, believers learn what Jesus thinks about him. On this day, the Gospel according to Matthew (Mt 1t, 2-11) is once again about John the Baptist, who is supposed to prepare people for the arrival of the Messiah. It is usually understood that John has doubts about the Messiahship of Jesus while in prison. Does Jesus not meet his expectations, is he too reserved? However, the opposite view is also possible: John hears about Jesus' appearance and wonders whether he is perhaps "the coming one".

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3rd Advent

This is the self title track from the upcoming debut album of Shock The Algorithm my friends (tbr mid-2024)!
 Enjoy...ROCK AND ROLL KILLS!
 (p) & (c) 2023, STA.
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/OKGfQuK63Ng
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 lyrics:
So you had enough today?
I thought u'll visit us one day
Was waiting for another sunray
to hear you once again prevail

I thought you'd live forever
i dreamed our bonds would never sever
at least you did one more last endeavour
and that's why i would admire you forever

You lived your life and that was fine
it was super cool and you were on the first line
you didn't pretend , you neved showed off
you didn't have tattoos or fake persona blastoff

You lived your life, till your 49
and afterwards your soul forevermore shine
your face is now on t-shirts, your name on NY street
and that's why i sing and say....ROcknRoll kills anywayyyy

You toured nonstop for 22 years
thank god there was music and brushed away your fears
you got bullied so many times
and then you wrote the world's top class rhymes

For them you were the underdog, the freak 
for us a legend and not the weak
you gave us hope, the music & soul 
You were so true and not a fake persona blastoff

Rock and Roll Kills

МиМ - Это любовь

MYSTERIOUS WATER

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

I was trained in tradition, yet I stepped beyond its walls. Sound is my language, not to decorate but to liberate. Composer, performer, and listener — one fire, three sparks, inseparable.

I write and compose to uncover what is hidden: the truth buried beneath power, the dignity of the ordinary, the current of awareness that flows through all.

I belong to no authority, only to sound, to truth, to the silence from which all begins. My work is not mastery, but remembrance — a manifesto in every note, every word, every breath.

I am a composer of the 21st century: a studio artist. The studio is my forge, my battlefield, my sanctuary. Machines hum like choirs, circuits burn like torches, cables twist like roots in the earth. Tradition breaks open in this fire — the score turns to light, the instrument becomes the world itself.

To be a studio artist is to seize sound at its rawest, to sculpt electricity and breath as one, to summon the invisible power that belongs to all. Here music is not bound by walls, not enslaved by profit, not tamed by form. It is free, untouchable, unending — a living flame for the century that is ours.

Citare

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