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Almost Halloween again, but I'll say it one more time anyway.
We have one planet, where we all live. No one can escape anywhere from this tiny speck of dust in the universe.

Then it is so incredibly unimaginable that people in so many countries renounce their dignity and their human rights to pay tribute to tyrannical leaders. Leaders who commit virtually every crime that can be committed against people in their own homeland.
They have trampled, oppressed, imprisoned, forcibly relocated, put in re-education camps, imposed coercive laws, tortured and even murdered.
All just to maintain power and remain with their arms in the meat pots, in some kind of smug "I am god" madness that trumps everything. And some of them even see themselves as the rulers of the world in their delusion.
It's laughable if it weren't for the deep seriousness and suffering it causes many people in many parts of our world.

Throughout history, we have seen one lunatic crazier than the other rise to power through these completely absurd behaviors towards his people. And I cannot for the life of me understand how it can go on and on and on.
Is humanity so stupid? Obviously. Including myself according to the wishes I express here below.

I sometimes wish that all these ghosts from both history and the present revolted. And in a tidal wave, washed out all these elements and ensured that human evolution took a big step forward so that in the near future we could at least be called civilized.

But maybe that's the problem. That we who want to change use the wrong weapons, and thus fall prey to war and violence instead of development.
If there were more of us who used the pen as a sword, who used the guitar as a machine gun, drums and cymbals as artillery. Wrote, sang at the top of our lungs and told about the reality around us........

Well, many famous musicians have already done it, throughout the ages. Did it help?............ Well.....not so much........

So if we.....mumble........hmmm.......mumble.....hmm....mumble.......

Wha...what did you say?.........Oh crap, not another lunatic,..... again..........

I SEE GHOSTS! AROUND ME! EVERYWHERE!

isn't that a bit strange...;)

Seagull - Ghosts

Electron

method: baby steps in looping, trying to make minimal offsets bring about thrilling sonic events
narration: on reading
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

the open book is not a metaphor
you feel its weight as you hold it
text, texture, eerily gossamer
translucent when properly lit

you flip the pages forth and back
adapting your mental state
inhaling white, deciphering black
creating approaches to recreate

when something strikes you, bold
a perspective that's never been yours
you circle around it, trying to hold
its flight, detect where it moors

stubbornly liminal, elusively real
sheer force to broaden your scope
to include it, allow it to heal
from your onslaught, allow you to cope

catching up on the fine print
concludes your reading session
shivering still from a catching a glint
of mind's light when in transgression

on reading

On Reading

Land Of Dreams

大橋 敏明 のアルバム

one's hidden troubles

Sax Machina 1 (Early Mix)

Average Hymn Into Variant Hegemony, Overheating Many Negative Harmony

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

'Obscure Faces' is an experimental ambient project made with phrases & ideas I have created over the past few years. These tracks are centered around the use of hardware synthesis to evoke a strong sense of emotion.

This debut album is a reflection of a point in time and a direct insight of my own experiences and thoughts, let these tracks resonate with you too.

Enjoy,
Novakova.

Formation

please see title. A few field recordings i made on a walk near zell am see, along with a few stringy synth sounds

walking through a forest in the alps and sitting by a mountain stream


In this collaboration, Radboud Mens and I explore the tension between stasis and movement. Operating within the realm of drone and electroacoustic music, we construct a sonic landscape where sustained tones and microscopic events constantly shape and reshape each other. What initially appears static reveals itself to be rich with detail: tiny acoustic shifts breathe life into apparent stillness, inviting focused and attentive listening.

The album emerged from a process where sound research, improvisation, and sound design merge. Self-built instruments, the search for timbre and texture, and recordings of the learning process itself form the foundation of these compositions. Rather than following a traditional musical structure, the result is a sonic field in which the minimal continually transforms depending on the listener’s perspective. This is a layered and handcrafted album that doesn’t narrate, but questions. Marking A Boundary With The Turning Point is not a boundary. It’s an invitation to listen differently.


released June 9, 2025

All music by Ard Janssen & Radboud Mens
Mastered by Stephan Mathieu at Schwebung
Artwork & design by Ard Janssen

Manufactured by Record Industry
Distributed by Clone Distribution

Spirit Level I

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.

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