the world of cosmochick

From the new "Directions" studio album by Space Quartet, out on Clean Feed.

Rafael Toral: acoustic and electronic feedback.
Hugo Antunes: double bass.
Nuno Morão: drums and percussion.
Nuno Torres: alto saxophone, electronic instrument.

Directions

Moonlight Through the Pines

Pour mon palmarès de comptines revisitées.
Merci Rudolph

Ah vous dirais-je maman

Life at the Jam Room on 06 May 2021 (track 07).
Guitar: Dom
Bass: Bert (via loop pedal)
Drums: Bert
Sometimes random vocals: both
Recorded in single take, jammed together on the night.

210506 Jam Piece 07

Humble reprise de l'excellent morceau de Lena Platonos "Blue".

Blue

Improvisação sobre o ritmo da Chula.
Bateria, flauta artesanal, e ligeira edição.

Paço de Arcos, em 17 de Abril de 2014, para 25 de Abril (de 2014). Sempre.

Uma Chula para Abril [2014]

dada pop experimental sessions, only played once 

Puckstoern - die kälte frisst mich weg 2009

Ernesto Rodrigues - conduction & harp; Maria da Rocha - violin; Emanuela Lioy - violin; Maria do Mar - viola; Guilherme Rodrigues - cello; Miguel Mira - cello; Alvaro Rosso - double bass; Adam Pultz Melbye - double bass; Hernâni Faustino - double bass; Adriano Orrú - double bass; João Madeira - double bass; Miguel Ivo Cruz - viola da gamba; Emídio Buchinho - acoustic guitar; Flak - acoustic guitar; Abdul Moimême - electric guitar; Paulo Duarte - electric guitar; António Chaparreiro - electric guitar; Stephan Sieben - electric guitar; Guilherme Carmelo - baritone guitar; Maria Radich - voice; Paulo Curado - flute; Paulo Chagas - oboe; Bruno Parrinha - clarinet & alto clarinet; Ricardo Ribeiro - bass clarinet; Paulo Galão - bass clarinet; Luiz Rocha - bass clarinet; Albert Cirera - soprano & tenor saxophone; Nuno Torres - alto saxophone; Sei Miguel - pocket trumpet; Yaw Tembe - trumpet; Luís Vicente - trumpet; Fala Mariam - alto trombone; Eduardo Chagas - trombone; Fernando Simões - trombone; Carlos Santos - electronics; João Silva - electronics; Nuno Moita - turntable; Armando Pereira - toy piano; Manuel Guimarães - church organ; Silvia Corda - melodica; Nuno Morão - drums; Monsieur Trinité - percussion; Carlos Godinho - percussion; Håkon Berre - percussion; André Hencleeday - percussion; Pedro Castello Lopes - percussion

Quasar

THE SELVA @ OFICINAS DO CONVENTO / PART 2

Sufuckart

transitory, temporary, transient, brief, short-lived,                   impermanent,  ephemeral, evanescent, momentary, fleeting,       flying, passing,fugitive, flitting, fading,  mutable, unstable,  volatile, 
fly-by-night              
here today and gone tomorrow, 


multiinstrumentalist: 
Thomas Kahrel / Amsterdam-Lisboa / VisuaL- SoundArt
 Chris P. / Hamburg- Lisboa / DadaConFusion

A blown kiss  from A DOG'S HEART (2017)

https://teerpappe.bandcamp.com/album/sauerstofff-braucht-jeder

date: 14.07.2018
limited to 180 pieces
preorder: felstau(at)fahkor.com  
store Hamburg: Freiheit und Rosen
Sauerstofff "braucht jeder"  five track mini 12" LP

Teerpappe corp. Hafenschlamm

 TEER002/HR018


Cover by Frederik J. Pähler, Los Angeles 2018
and thanks to hendrik for the recording vault

https://www.discogs.com/de/Sauerstofff-braucht-jeder/release/12204880

Sold out: Sauerstofff  "Braucht jeder"  TEER002

Taupie/Taupa_La Fête Des Morts

Hymn

Paulo Galão - Clarinet and Bass Clarinet
Guilherme Rodrigues - Cello
Nuno Morão - Percussion 

Full album here: https://guilhermerodrigues.bandcamp.com/album/hymn

Hymn

Ce morceau s'intitule 22/12/2018, mais il a été enregistré le 01/12/2018. J'espère que vous ne m'en tiendrez pas rigueur...
This song is called 2018-12-22, but it has been recorded on 2018-01-01 . Hope it doesn't bother you...

22/12/2018

a dogs heart is at the moment, playful, transition and ambient

pass the port

A dogs heart - Pass The Port  Oct. 2018 .WAV

Memory for Krissy and Lisboa...
Synthesizer's theme inspired and re-built according my collaboration with the talented KriSSy

Beta Grito

my first new years eve away from parties and crowds
was on an open hill, beneath a blanket of clouds
the valley was dark, we cast a cigarette glow
there was no music playing, there was no firework show
but somehow right on midnight, yeah, bang on cue
a roll of thunder cracked, just as the year was through
a web of lightning streaks tore through the big black sky 
it was more beautiful than every firework combined

the furthest I've ever been from artificial light
on an island in the timor sea, on a beach on a clear night
& I had no idea that there were so many stars
or just how constantly they're raining down upon us
every few seconds, another gold streak of light
from an incandescent meteorite
& we wondered was it some special phenomenon
of are they always there & we just can't see them

I once heard a fact that some shooting stars
are the falling turds of astronauts
& I know it sounds quite unromantic to hear
but in a way it kind-of makes sense, they've got to go somewhere
well it's a humbling sight, that fierce beauty and power
of an electrical storm or a meteor shower
& it's everyone's right to experience it
&  to make a wish upon a falling shit

Soundfossil - Streaks Of Light

Virus (taken from the album Magie Fragile)

History is full of plagues, they come and go in waves and waves
But the strangest one there's ever been was Strasbourg in 1518

A woman there began to dance, a small crowd fell into her trance
They couldn't stop, they tried and tried, the rhythm would just not subside
In a feverish malaise, those people danced for days and days

Soon hundreds moved in unison, entranced, immune to all reason
Through weeks and months, through night and day, their flesh began to waste away 
Strangers prayed and loved ones wailed, doctors tried to help and failed
The numbers grew, the virus spread, the dance soon claimed its first few dead

The people brought musicians in, to draw the dance out from within
The city built a wooden stage, and night and day the music played
But in trying to lift the curse, they spread it round, they made it worse 
Those infectious melodies increased the spread of the disease

Toxic ergot fungal spores, growing through the rye grain stores
Are a documented cause of hallucinations and tremors 
Victims would be seized by mania, exhibiting bizarre behavior
Flailing limbs and muscle spasms, contagious enthusiasm
But that does not explain it all

Now we can read page after page on theories of cultural contagion
Was it some big psychogenic behavioral epidemic
Or was it a poison spider bite, or some secret pagan rite,
Or a curse sent down to claim the young from St. Vitus or St. John
Well, we may never know for sure

They never found a cause or cure, so there's no way we can be sure
That one day in a city street, our heaving pulsing limbs won't meet
With sweaty brows and heavy breath, as we all dance ourselves to death.



Words and music by Nick Wilson 2020. Additional vocals by Erin Hall & Lauren Garcia. Cello & clarinet by Lauren, Picture is a detail of "The Wedding Dance by Pieter Brueghel the Elder.

The Dancing Plague

Sunday improv to brush off some melancholy.
Piano, flutes, ukelele, brushes, effects.
No overdubs.
Quick mix.
Set it free.

improvisação sobre fundo pandémico [2021.01.17]

fusion rock, hiphopinstrumental, experimental, home made, silly, international, rock, classic, freestyle
elektro cabaret, psychodelic, krautrock, alternativ, punk rock, emo-sound
free improvisation

