And so to a perhaps slightly different outcome of a number of considerations we discussed when we made "Mother Syria" ten months ago.....

Where was the cradle of life for humanity?
What was the first language?
What was the first written language?
What did the first cultures look like?
Did they arise in the East...or West....or in the middle of....Hmmm.

Yes, scholars dispute that.
And it is likely to continue like this, since no absolute proof has been presented, only assumptions, interpretations, etc. of the small findings made of previous existences of human presence.
Yes, technology and research possibilities are constantly developing, but it is probably quite far-fetched that we will finally get a complete and credible account.

I personally believe that life started in many different places on our planet, and at about the same time, when some important factors needed to be fulfilled, such as where the conditions and surroundings were generally favorable for human life to sprout, grow and develop, on a planet in constant development. In a time course that is almost incomprehensible, and which has been influenced by factors in the space we are in, which we do not really understand either.

So this little piece of music doesn't give you any answers, but perhaps gives you a moment of contemplation on the questions. ;)

Lovely Acoustic Guitars - David Dunham; https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, Mix, Production, track image - Seagull; https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio
Lovely Voice - Clara

Genesis - David D, Clara & Seagull

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Da dieser Song einer meiner Favoriten ist, habe ich beschlossen ihn mir noch einmal vor zu nehmen. Ich habe einige Synth-Sounds ausgetauscht und dezent modifiziert. Neu abgemischt klingt er... ach hört einfach selbst.
Viel Spaß

Since this song is one of my favourites, I decided to revisit it. I replaced some synth sounds and modified them slightly. The new mix sounds... well, just listen for yourself.
Enjoy!

Mellow Remastered

My love is coming down now
to set me free.
She rides on the sun's rays
when she wants to visit me
and by the moon in the night
but she always seems to go away
before I've had enough of the dream.

Smile laugh and dance in the rain
from time to time.
The world will take 
everything you've got
and give it away.

Give me the facts
and proceed to collapse.
Summarize and discern and unlearn.
All I ever wanted was absurd.
All I never needed seemed to go 
without words

and it tears me apart
when I consider too much
but I obliterate the thought
because of the hex
upon everything I touch.
I try my best to stop it
but it seems like
I don't have the option
until I've learned my lesson.

Burning down the house tonight.
Don't go home until the morning comes.
The freaks and fiends are out tonight
and they're starving
for some of
everything you've got.
Watch your back
They'll never be caught
They can vanish in a blink.

Words by Ryan Bulliner

For Tash

Creatures in the Dark

La Bacchiana brasileira n°5 de Heitor Villa Lobos  a été et reste pour moi un chef d'œuvre d'une puissance émotionnelle inouie. Aussi, quand je m'aperçus que la mélodie de mon dernier morceau commençait inconsciemment par les deux premiers accords de la mélodie de Villa Lobos, j'avais deux solutions : soit mettre à la poubelle mon petit morceau ( dont le degré de valeur musicale face à la musique de ce génie est à peu près l'équivalent de la taille d'une puce par rapport à celle d'une baleine à bosse), soit me dire qu'après tout, si cela donnait envie à l'auditeur de découvrir ou de réécouter l'œuvre de Villa Lobos, cela ne serait peut-être pas peine perdue. Aussi pour rendre à César - en l'occurrence au musicien brésilien - ce qui lui est dû, j'ai conservé le morceau, mais l'ai encadré d'une référence directe à la mélodie de la Bacchiana, un peu simplifiée pour pouvoir être jouée au piano.

libre variation sur Bacchiana

A stripped down  acoustic version of my song with just my Taylor 114ce guitar and my voice.

The North Pole was melting
And fearing a catastrophe
Santa hitched up his reindeer and flew to Washington DC

The Air Force saw him approaching
They scrambled a fighter jet
They almost shot him down before they realized he wasn’t a threat

They escorted him to the white house
To meet the president.
They posed for a photo together and then Santa Started to vent.

He said please mister president
I know you want to drill baby drill
But all those CO2 emissions are making the North Pole ill

He said I’m sorry Father Christmas
But I’m not interested in energy that’s green
it’s more important to me that we have cheap gasoline
And free Toys made by Elves in the North Pole sounds very nice
But you’re taking away American jobs, so I won’t take your advice

Then Santa said that since the ice will soon melt away
He asked the President if they could move to the USA

He said you and Misses Clause are welcome
because you look just like me
But we can’t have those pointy eared elves
Living here in the land of the free

So Santa flew back to the north pole
And sitting on the last patch of ice
Was a giant spaceship that even Elon Musk thought looked very nice
The Elves had built it while he was gone
tears of sadness ran down Santa’s face
And they all got on the ship, and they flew off into outer space

Now every Christmas Eve people look up at the sky
And they think about those good old days when Santa used to fly
Toys made by elves in the North Pole sure would be nice
But at least we get to buy our gasoline for a very cheap price.

The North Pole Was Melting (Acoustic)

Special Tribute to  Phil Nitnac (RIP) and Eric PO (RIP)  early 2000

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D O W N L O A D

D e a d A n d J u m p i n g

Holy (ft. anor)

synthetic pulse // real chaos
error becomes rhythm ⚙️

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