yeah very good track 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Your mixes are 🧼 love the way you transition this

the percussion on this really has me going at super sonic speed. loving the high energy sound

immense! 🔥👌💪👏epic , fantastic for want of a better word 😀 🦏🍊

this must be about all the filming they do under water when they do a "space walk" anyway brilliant track

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Le Cheval d'Orgue
Une chevauchée musicale imaginaire par une improvisation sur orgue électronique et boîte à rythme.
Visuel: dessin crayons de couleurs ponctué d'aquarelle.
The Organ Horse
An imaginary musical ride through improvisation on electronic organ and drum machine.
Visual: colored pencil drawing punctuated with watercolor. ​

Le Cheval D'Orgue Patrick Picault

Voiceless

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Flute solo. Roland Bass Synthesizer. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Vibraphone Rhythm. Drums Full kit. Percussion Rainstick, Shimmer  Mark Tree, Ago go Bells. Zildjian 22" Ride & Crash Cymbal.

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Hey… Hope all is well wherever you are. Happy Winter Solstice, Holidays, or whatever you may be up to. Thanks to all those who listened to the song I briefly posted then deleted yesterday. It had to go.  So I did this jam for my friend Joe, who died 8 years ago. Never got to say goodbye. He was always down on his luck, but somehow found something to laugh about. He knew I was a musician, so he'd leave phone messages with him banging on a chair like it was a drum as he laughed his ass off. He called me Wild Man. I basically just played some loud distorted slide on this, doing my own thing… with a ton of feedback. My music often gets loud and angsty when I am working through tough stuff in my life. So this is mostly cathartic noise. I really didn’t want to sing anything as I was pretty grumpy at the time. Feel like I should redo this with more lyrics and less distortion, when I am in a better mood. Thanks for dropping by, Mark

Joe.......

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ANARS ! Soma

Piano Riff with eDRUMS and Bass and solo Theremin w/Kaospad FX

R&N (19)

liner notes part 1: 
Well laid down an enthralling, fast-paced, sweaty-eyed dancefloor track, calling it an open collab. 
Stonerjazz picked it up, marrying it to his expressive voice and instruments. As the ancient art of 
maieutic (look it up) serendipity (look this one up as well) would have it, Jeff and I had just finished 
an amazing poem which finely expressed what he heard in Well's sound. I can only guess how many 
hours he spent adding this, fine-tuning that, getting the balance right. In the end it sat there, all 
groomed in its weekday suit and asked to go out and play. Yeah, why don't you do that? (That's how 
jo tells the story at least).

 liner notes part 2: 
My good and dear friend Jo Richter and I have been practicing a form of commando Free 
association poetry for a little bit now, Firing multiple replies to each others words across the void, 
rapidly --This Poem is one such project-- Initially done lightning Fast and then refined and modified 
for lyrical Flow and meaning-- To further complicate the process, i with Jo's encouragement used 
these word and some Sounds from my deepmind 6 to answer an open collaboration with music by 
our friend Well aka Hakan Skeneby - (That's what Jeff says).
 
Poem / copyright Jeff Gardiner and jo richter:
 Original tile: Kung Tze in the Subway Car
Oil painting Uno Vallman 1964
 
 in the nick of time
 he gave in to dissent
 for the mute perceptive mime
 manically made him raise his head and unmaimed hand in mine
 praise the unerring rebellion
 in subconsentious unison 
the empty shells of every single silly little thing
 ahh, the knell, the bells, fashioned from our fathers’ coral vaults 
selling out, shelling round, all around in disarray 
vainly making everybody wane and wade into the fray
 with withered, bamboo-watered canes - - - fracking shist
 where our homes are still purported to exist
 while scattered scraps of all things past, scantily, scantily clad, 
protrude and flutter in the wind, strained and restrained by the net 
of pleasant pleas -  and subltleties are colors bright and crude - 
watch the Mad Hatter's stint unwind in minor keys - 
i thought that that  - that hat that sat so squat- was you
 at the academy of sovereignty
 where massive piles of bones and crows
 dominate the dark demeanor of the distant 
tears of laughter, tears of loudly lovin’ laughter, that's exactly what we're after
 + + + 
in the purple land of diffidence
 buying purple brands of pale deliverance 
in the hidden forgotten region, religion
 where forgetting – like neglecting - is an optional behavior
 and of course, everybody's carcass, corpse keeps looking for a savior
 down by the trodden, the unsavoury sovereign shouted 
raw with the rotten game of galactic gallows and thrones 
ah the one and only poet of starvation
 standing in the market of used emotion
 endless isles, end base piles of sadness
 masters mean and dirty and their slaves
 bargain bins of binary longing, belonging, unrequited love
 there’s a sale on betrayal - two for a dollar and three for none
 thought i saw a broken bit of joy that once belonged to me 
Though when i had it, it was absolutely free
 Now they're askin’ fifty, literally  frivolous dollars-
+ + + 
mother of deception of the self
 see me on my knees, subordinate 
to her immaculate calamity
 that has transactional realities cooperate
 under towers dark with blinded blinds 
of my infantile infinity-
i asked my shadow: would she follow me 
like a puppy with a crush, herself a pet invertebrate,
 to inclinations more persian, more parisian than her will or mine 
where i might find a package deal on Love 
on the moon, it read in slowly moving neon letters - 
shadows neither show nor speak concerning prinal matters!
 no, said I, shadows squall and squeal and squeak
 drinking gin on the rocks is not that bad at all
 since it became impossible to find an Avacado
 or my favorite alcohol
 just don't answer when she fails to call--

Hakan’s shuffle – nitro club mix – stonerjazz , sonic structures and silent stretches with well

🌕The Pink Moon... or Paschal Moon... or Egg Moon defined: 
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I'll finish E-Ruizzo project with a conceptual LP album: 4 songs about 'Arctica Point'. I imagined it amid rotation axis, geographic north and magnetic pole, and I located it on dry land !! Then I draw the cover art.

This opening track tells the decision of leaving this annoying present by travelling to that magical place. The following ones tell the trip and life there.

Translated lyrics will explain it with more detail:

EXPEDICIÓN (EL MUNDO SE HACE PEQUEÑO)  /  EXPEDITION (THE WORLD GETS SMALL)

Cansado de vivir en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Tired of living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.

Cierro los párpados para no verlo,  /  I close my eyelids so as not to see it,
pero hay demasiadas cosas feas detrás de ellos.  /  but there are too many ugly things behind them.

Con los ojos cerrados veo mis recuerdos,  /  With my eyes closed I see my memories,
veo el presente que vivo y no quiero verlo.  /  I see the present I live in and I don’t want to see it.

Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Partiremos hacia donde los recuerdos se olvidan,  /  We will leave for where memories are forgotten,
donde el frío congela el dolor de la vida,  /  where cold freezes the pain of life,
donde el hielo y la nieve nos protege del hombre,  /  where ice and snow protect us from mankind,
donde el cuerpo y el alma se purifican.  /  where body and soul are purified.

Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,  /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,   /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
formemos una expedición ártica  /  let’s form an Arctic expedition

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Partiremos hacia donde el reloj no gira.  /  We’ll leave for where the clock doesn’t go round.
Partiremos hacia donde el tiempo no pasa,  /  We’ll leave for where time doesn’t go by,
al lugar donde seis meses sólo duran un día.  /  for the place where six months only last one day.

Viviendo en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.
Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Esperar no es lo único que haremos allí.  /  To wait is not the only thing we’ll do there.
Sabes que no es fácil sobrevivir,  /  You know it’s not easy to survive,
cuando no hay nada que te empuje a seguir.  /  when there’s nothing pushing you on.

ER25 PA01 RUIZZO ©1995 ®2019

Old raw jazzy piano trailer: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/unique-piano-session-2013

Expedición (El mundo se hace pequeño)

Glory to JAH. 🙏🕊 Email. davespencer2011@hotmail.co.uk   https:davidkaspencer.bandcamp.com/follow_me 🕊 www.facebook.com/profile. New single (lazeedogrecordlabel) Oppression, is out now on all platforms. https://open.spotify.com/track/1kZ2VYIjxlqrZIXROo1WMa?si=70500f3012e642d2 https://open.spotify.com/artist/6jF1KPlxhinrFPfCeSPnDP?si=ShdYP6DDT2qim85amL8jJ. Golden Reflector, out now.

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