It was the best of times; it was the worst of times...
A dystopian surf anthem, funky end of summer banger, Blue Coast drips with razor sharp riffs and biting social commentary. This one's for the dreamers and the schemers looking to get paid.

Palm trees! / We got orange groves
Surf big waves / Tech bros and hoes
We got VC! / Crashing Bentleys
iPhones — shattered screens / Green tea — ice creams

Blue Coast

Claude Debussy. Passepied (my modest interprétation)

Pour revenir aux fondamentaux, ma modeste interprétation 

Claude Debussy. Doctor gradus ad parnassum (my modest interprétation)

Thirstshop-Snippet-Caribbeanversion.m4a

This is the lyrics version of my piano piece (https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-clap-of-one-hand). (Roughly) same melody, but now with lyrics. 
If the melody left you puzzled about the title, maybe the lyrics will connect the dots. Hope you enjoy it — drop me a comment, I’m curious what you think!

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The Clap of One Hand - Lyrics
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The high priest looked the monk straight into the eyes 
“You search for wisdom, want to see through disguise 
Then hear the clap of only one hand, 
Imagine tasting the kiss of only one lip!”

The monk was puzzled, did not know what to make of this question 
His mind was racing without the slightest suggestion 
The meaning was hiding so deep 
He could as well go to sleep

And as he lay down he thought and he thought some more, 
And soon he’d snore a Monkish snore 
Deep in his dream he saw the cosmic law 
As it is and will be and has been before

To find the truth you need to see the world through different frames,
As place and motion, time and energy play Heisenberg’s games
The one single truth, the clap of one hand deceives the ancient lore

And then his dream shifted to our world
Where flags of dogma are unfurled
Where it’s en vogue to scorn the views of those 
Whose minds are differently curled

They yell their slogans convinced that it's only their kind who knows truth
They silence doubt and debate to keep everything smooth
They vote in blocs convinced others mean harm
They don't want to discuss they don’t want to disarm
They spit poison and phlegm - 
Them is us, us is them

The monk awakened quite surprisingly rested – and something like pride filled his chest 
The dream had opened his eyes and he knew the deep meaning that the koan expressed 
And so as fast as his feet could carry him he ran to the temple ground Requesting to see the high priest and as soon as he met him he told him the solution he found:

“Avoid the clap of one hand 
'Cause you can not understand 
The world in all its true colors if your mind cannot bend 

Every Current or Tide 
Must with others collide, 
A single stream is quite boring, nothing happens inside.

Seek out the voices that are not like your own – 
Don’t guard your comfort like a dog protects its chewed upon bone 
Be cautious if all of your friends do agree – 
You might discover greeater insights without cheap harmony

A field of only one crop may spark in sunlight like gold, 
But slight disease might turn these fragile monoculture to mold 
No coral alone can just survive with it’s kind – 
Reefs only thrive when hundredthousand curious creatures entwine

Don’t flatten the ground so that your pace can be faster –
'Cause if you don’t train your balance each false step means disaster 
All life, all vision needs to ripple and bend – 
Not frozen in uniformity but free to transcend”

The monk fell silent, his speech was complete - 
He wanted praisal, but the priest kept his seat. 
An awkard silence filled slowly the air, 
The priest just sat there with a calm, timeless stare

“I like your thinking—it rings wise, it rings bold, 
It has reason, it's crafted, it's gold. 
But, dear monk, there might be one subtle twist: 
There is one aspect that you seem to have missed.

You see the truth where opinions compete, 
That wholeness only grows where none is complete. 
But if no single view should stand out alone 
Then even your own view must be overthrown

You praise duality, the joining of two - 
But what if your view in itself is not true? 
What if the world isn't built as you claim? 
What if we’ll never know the rules of the game?"

Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
… Reflect on the clap of one hand

The Clap of One Hand (Piano Poetry)

home sweet home

Appalachain Blood

Story of the Trail Of Tears and how the Cherokee have been resilent

Proud Cherokee

Oh Baby I need you   (Open collaboration offer Paploviante)
Backing Track: 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/still-think-positive-open-collab-offer
Lillithe: Mix, Arrangement and Production

Oh Baby I Need You (Open collaboration offer Paploviante)

Nocturne No.2 Op.43

I have the immense pleasure to welcome Pierrou (https://soundcloud.com/pierrou)  on this cover of this cult song written by Bobby Hebb in 1963 (https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunny)
This idea of this version was to keep somewhat some the beat and classic lines  of the classic Boney M version   and add some gipsy jazz colors inspired by Mr Birelli https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JKx6cyjSqIo 
In addition,  Pierrou  is bringing delightful George Benson colors with his guitar theme and chorus solo :)) Chapeau Pierrou !! Hope you enjoy !! Happy new year  !!
Guitar theme and choruses : https://soundcloud.com/pierrou
I took care of the rest with loads of fun  :)

Sunny (Bobby Hebb) with Pierrou à la gipsy funk

Involved in different local music associations with my clarinet  (in classic and jazzy mode) ,  I also  love to play the guitar, I love to try to create and produce music with Cubase and different other instruments at home. I love all forms of music. 
Thank you reading these lines, for your kind words , listens and all forms of appreciation and support, I'm always happy to explore,  discover new sounds  and collaborate on this unique platform with wonderful musicians  !!

2022 Collabs, Jams and Chansons :
https://on.soundcloud.com/pkz71
Proud to be inducted  in 2022 as an Official Lunatics after this:
https://soundcloud.com/cosmic-ratzzz/lunatics71-skyline-cosmic-ratzzz-ddjohn?si=aa7c346eca754497a8e4168605590197&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Still so happy to listen to this one with my french SC buddies in the memory of Georges Brassens on this one :
https://soundcloud.com/ddjohn/les-copains-dabord-george-brassens-with-le-hot-club-de-soundcloud-quebec-usa-fra?si=ec03fb2f0b8b42b1b57522bf07221d14&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
...and loving to play with friends in the marvelous style of Django Reinhardt
https://soundcloud.com/ddjohn/sets/collabs-with-lami-bjp

Album/EP featurings @ the clarinet :

https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs/take-cripple-club-collab-with-ddjohn-download?in=ddjohn/sets/2015-1/

https://open.spotify.com/album/2XfVKVx3ZE1qUBwoUojmfW
.... and @ the guitar :
https://chrispendergraft.bandcamp.com/track/aint-seen-the-worst-of-it-yet-tribute-to-jimmy-page

Sunny (Bobby Hebb) with Pierrou à la gipsy funk

DDJohn