A pleasant walk in the blue of winter with its sound encounters at each step. Thanks Damon. 🙏

So cool ! Nice atmosphere ! ❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

love yours compositions, so nice and originals

unique sounds ! nice & slow ! Very Good Work, very clean recording with a wide stereo sound with proper sound level !

Driving by a cupcake shop after hours, I witnessed a horde of rats devouring a stack of cupcakes left out in their trash. I said, "Cupcake Rats...that sounds like a pop punk band!" And, with an assist on lyrics from my brah Roger Vaughn...on the vocals from an incredible StudioPros vocalist...and on the mix from our buddy Peter Pope...a delightfully silly confection was born. I'm playing all instruments, and cut the drum loops.
LYRICS
Cupcake Rats, masters of the night
A sticky-sweet blight on polite society
Cupcake Rats

In the alley, they're on a mission
Sugar-starved rats near Cupcake Kitchen
In the moonlight, a shinny vision
Castaway cakes some bum has pissed in
Scurry, scurry, in a hurry
A seedy feeding frenzy, furry ball of fury
Chocolate icing, so enticing
A gutter buttercream dream in food porn lighting

When we're sleeping, rats are feasting
Cupcake Rats, masters of the night
A sticky-sweet blight on polite society
Yeah, that's right, Cupcake Rats
I know you saw that rodentia, didntcha?
Cupcake Rats!!

The air is grimy, slimy smells
Putrid sewer steam, swirled with sea salted caramel
Loaded pistols, assorted sprinkles
Slashing, gnashing teeth--all intermingled
Teaming vermin are a-squirming
Mangled angel food cake, squeaky rat sermons
Be sympathetic, it's pathetic
Most of those rats are Type II diabetic
CHORUS
GUITAR SOLO
CHORUS

Cupcake Rats (Silly Lyrics in Description)

Blue Snow

Flowing Lights 2022

The great hunter in exile? There are different versions of how Orion the voracious hunter of Greek mythology came to hang in the sky as a constellation. Possibly as a reward by Zeus or maybe a punishment by his 'ex' Artemis for his evil doings...having been previously blinded by the king of Chios for trying it on with his daughter...he then stepped on a scorpion which finished him off! Hero or villain he was blasted into space and remains with a great close-up view of the amazing Horsehead nebula (pictured).

Wind Ensemble:
Flute blues intro.
Flute trio with soprano sax soloing.
Clarinet bassline.
Oboes, Clarinet, Soprano sax section.
Flute finale for Soprano sax solo.

(Photo of Orion constellation and Horsehead Nebula c/o Pinterest)

Orion's Blues

Featured on the album 'Welcome to Dystopia Land" https://on.soundcloud.com/vX696

From Dusk Till Dawn

Tea. R. Sea's open collab offer Earth & Sky given the Llanpsych treatment with able assistance from Entheogenic Pyschonaut
If the early Floyd had been on an Ambient Techno trip :))))
Open collab offer to be found here
https://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/earth-and-sky?si=f09c74e6379443a3af7ccc2d3d134e11&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Earth & Sky - Tea R. Sea collab with Entheogenic Psychonaut (Josh Clary)

HI my dear SC- Friends,

Here is one of the latest Xperiments of the sonic lab here in Amsterdam 
I hope you are fine !

Enjoy the Vibes !

Cheers,

Andreas

140 @ Electronium

Shri KRISHNA (ROCK) - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Spiritual ROCK

Cover Art Design:  Original (Lithography) Etching, Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Instruments: Electric Guitars, V-Synth, Percussion by Rüdiger Petter

Listen to the amazing music of Rüdiger Petter here: https://soundcloud.com/ruediger-petter

Music & Vocals Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS IN CANADA

Shri KRISHNA M1 RIFE 2023 Dble

Shri Krishna (ROCK)

Shri KRISHNA (ROCK) - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Drums by Rüdiger Petter|Spiritual ROCK

When we were young.

A song from my album "Ah Shit," released in 2022. This song is about a very old one-sided love story. I was very young and completely helpless.

The lyrics in French.

C'est bon d'en finir
Trop loin l'avenir
Si loin de moi
Un oiseau volait
C'est dur de tirer
Mais pas assez
Lentement j'ai vu
Tout ce que j'ai su
Aller plus haut
Quand je ne serais plus rien
Tends la main au bien
Qui ne m'entend pas
Je ne sais plus que me dire aurevoir
Je ne sais plus que me dire aurevoir
Je ne sais plus que me dire aurevoir


It's good to finish
So far, the future
So far from me
A bird was flying
It's hard to shoot 
But not enough
Slowly I saw
All that I knew
Go higher
When I'll be nothing anymore
Reach out to the good
That doesn't hear me
I no longer know what to say goodbye
I no longer know what to say goodbye
I no longer know what to say goodbye

Bass : Frédéric Van Linden @mokeit 
All other instruments & vocals : Christophe

Ah Shit

Aurevoir

Original demo recorded: 2002 
Remaster: 2023

Tumultuous Century

Hanging out in the cloud forests of the Sierra Juárez mountains in Oaxaca, I’m tapping into the sounds of the universe like a mushroom-drunk nahual, reaching into the heart of nature to grasp at the mysteries of existence.

You’ll hear influences from deep time and across as many cultures as I can get my hands on. I get obsessed, man. Seriously, everything else melts away around me. I can spend days absorbed in an idea, like that stone statue guy—but with a stone guitar instead.

My approach to music? About as unpredictable as my ability to remember where I last saw my passport (pretty crucial when you live abroad all the time, right?). Some say I’ve got a “touch” of inattentive ADHD. Me? I call it an avant-garde approach to life. And yeah, maybe there’s been a mushroom-induced revelation or two along the way, but who’s counting? I don’t need a million-dollar studio—just a good instrument, a decent interface, a computer, and some monitors that hopefully survive my absent-minded chaos.

I’m a multi-instrumentalist who loves complexity, especially when it sneaks up on you through unexpected rhythms or harmonies from the far corners of the globe. From Carnatic ragas to garage rock grooves—why not just mix every cool sound and see what happens? Maybe I’ll start with a harmonic progression from Bach’s Goldberg Variations and slap it into a Hindustani 7/4 thaal (that’s rhythm, if you’re wondering). It’s a bit technical but, trust me, as cool as—well, let’s just say it’s the kind of vibe that might inspire a dream-like hallucination about nailing the perfect groove.

Yeah, I am a Ph.D. trained evolutionary biologist, and...   that sounds impressive until you find out I bailed on it the second I landed a good job. I was bored out of my mind. People look at me like a guy who won the lottery and then spent it all on the greatest collection of rare video games (I mean, I’m not that bad, right?). But switching from science back to music wasn’t just quitting—it was finally tuning into something deeper. Music and science might seem like distant cousins, but to me, they’re intertwined—both ways to unlock the secrets of the universe.

Now, I live in Capulálpam De Méndez, a mystical town in the Oaxacan mountains. The ancient Zapotec culture runs deep here, and creativity flows as freely as the mezcal at the fiestas (and trust me, there are plenty of fiestas).

Art is for everyone, and I’m always pushing to create something that connects—whether it’s a complex harmonic structure or just the right amount of groove to make you forget your troubles (or your keys, in my case).

So if you’re into music that teeters on the edge of chaos but mostly lands right where it needs to be—well, welcome. Just don’t expect me to remember how I got here, or where I left my bag. Seriously, my passport might’ve been in there… Was it the tuk-tuk? (sounds like a joke right...  Err..  its not....)



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Relajándome en los bosques nublados de las montañas de la Sierra Juárez en Oaxaca, estoy sintonizando los sonidos del universo como un nahual borracho de hongos, llegando al corazón de la naturaleza para intentar comprender los misterios de la existencia.

Escucharás influencias de tiempos profundos y de tantas culturas como pueda explorar. Me obsesiono, hermano. En serio, todo lo demás desaparece a mi alrededor. Puedo pasar días absorbido en una idea, como ese tipo de las estatuas de piedra—pero con una guitarra de piedra en su lugar.

¿Mi enfoque hacia la música? Tan impredecible como mi habilidad para recordar dónde dejé mi pasaporte (bastante crucial cuando vives en el extranjero todo el tiempo, ¿verdad?). Algunos dicen que tengo un "toque" de TDAH inatento. ¿Yo? Lo llamo un enfoque vanguardista de la vida. Y sí, tal vez haya habido una o dos revelaciones inducidas por hongos en el camino, pero ¿quién está contando? No necesito un estudio de millones de dólares—solo un buen instrumento, una interfaz decente, una computadora y unos monitores que, con suerte, sobrevivan a mi caos despistado.

Soy un multiinstrumentista que ama la complejidad, especialmente cuando te sorprende con ritmos o armonías inesperadas de los rincones más lejanos del mundo. Desde ragas carnáticas hasta los grooves del garage rock—¿por qué no mezclar todos los sonidos geniales y ver qué pasa? Quizás empiece con una progresión armónica de las Variaciones Goldberg de Bach y la meta en un thaal hindú de 7/4 (es decir, un ritmo, por si te lo preguntas). Es un poco técnico, pero créeme, es tan genial como—bueno, digamos que es del tipo de vibras que podrían inspirar una alucinación soñadora sobre encontrar el groove perfecto.

Sí, tengo un doctorado en biología evolutiva, y eso suena impresionante hasta que descubres que lo dejé en cuanto conseguí un buen trabajo. Estaba aburrido como una ostra. La gente me mira como a un tipo que ganó la lotería y luego lo gastó todo en Beanie Babies (no soy tan malo, ¿verdad?). Pero pasar de la ciencia de nuevo a la música no fue simplemente abandonar—fue finalmente sintonizar con algo más profundo. La música y la ciencia pueden parecer primos lejanos, pero para mí, están entrelazados—ambas son formas de desentrañar los secretos del universo.

Ahora vivo en Capulálpam De Méndez, un pueblo místico en las montañas de Oaxaca. La antigua cultura zapoteca corre profundo aquí, y la creatividad fluye tan libremente como el mezcal en las fiestas (y créeme, hay muchas fiestas).

El arte es para todos, y siempre busco crear algo que conecte—ya sea una estructura armónica compleja o solo la cantidad justa de groove para hacerte olvidar tus problemas (o tus llaves, en mi caso).

Así que si te gusta la música que oscila en el borde del caos pero que la mayoría de las veces aterriza justo donde debe estar—bienvenido. Solo no esperes que recuerde cómo llegué aquí, o dónde dejé mi bolsa. En serio, creo que mi pasaporte estaba allí... ¿Fue en el tuk-tuk? (suena como una broma, pero... ehh, no lo es...).

Blue Snow

Damon Peterson

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