I wrote this when I was 12. After ‘Maybe’, I wanted my next song to be more up beat, and fun! The song is about growing up and making my own decisions. I have kept it on my page as this song (and Maybe) was the start of it all!

A Little Bit Closer (written 4 years ago)

Running through rain

Tides

Fights With Myself

Last month I came upon a beautiful single by The Real Runna through the platform and reached out to offer a remix. To my delight she was happy for me to have a crack at it and the result is on her Bandcamp today!

I’ve taken the multi-layered, brooding and rich elements of the original and flipped some of the melodic and rhythmic elements into a liquid d&b roller - augmented with some of my own orchestral elements woven into the tapestry of the original’s lush incidentals! Influences on my take include the likes of Etherwood, Keeno, London Elektricity and Nu:Logic, so if you enjoy deeply melodic, fast soul music, then you might enjoy this!

This is the radio edit. The full version is available on her Bandcamp here: https://therealrunna.bandcamp.com/track/the-wind-will-sing-your-name-dr-j-remix

The Wind Will Sing Your Name (Dr. J Remix)

The Wind Will Sing Your Name (Dr. J Remix) (Radio Edit)

Scene #4

Une première impro avec la guitare electric mint, et un petit texte par dessus, et c'est parti!
PAROLES
Libre comme l’air
Comme l’était la rivière
Comme l’oiseau sur la mer
 Comme l’aigle du Verdon
Libre comme l’air
Comme dans l’eau le poisson
 On connait la chanson
 Mais  on veut rien que l’air
Libre comme l’air

Jusqu’au bout de la terre
 Loin des chaines, des barrières,
 On connait la chanson

 Mais nous on veut rien que l’air
 Boire à l’eau claire
 Libre comme l’air
Comme l’était la rivière
 Comme l’été nos pieds nus 
Au bord de la Vézère
Comme le poisson dans l’eau
 Comme le chant de l’oiseau.

Coda : 
Respire
 Dis oui à la vie à laquelle t’aspires
 Libre comme l’air
 Comme l’était la rivière
 Comme l’oiseau sur la mer
Libre comme l’air.
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Free as air
As was the river
Like the bird on the sea
 Like the eagle of the Verdon
Free as air
As in the water, the fish
 We know the song
 But we want nothing but air
Free as air

To the end of the earth
 Far from chains, barriers,
 We know the song

 But we want nothing but air
 Drink with clean water
 Free as air
As was the river
 Like summer our bare feet 
On the banks of the Vézère
Like fish in water
 Like the song of the bird.

Coda: 
Breathe
 Say yes to the life you want
 Free as air
 As was the river
 Like the bird on the sea
Free as air.



















libre comme l'air

This idea is strange for me to listen to because it's haunted and like picking up the pieces of my shattered brain after my psychosis. It's like I forgot how to make music.

Short scetch in the style of Sun Ra

“So called tipping point”…

[preGalia] What started as a long jam session recorded by Tape Lab's 2yng2smpl was hastily exported to be listened to on the way to a Coastal Elite Gala. As is common, albeit obnoxious, 2yng2smpl, in turn, shared the raw 25-minute mess with Brillman. Ever patient and delightfully tolerant, he crafted and honed the sound while retaining the bursts and bounce of the original bop.
[on what should be, but isn’t, a straightforward explanation] Beaten Earth, well-worn and warning. Do you "shhhh" the drowning for interrupting your lunch while you look around for a lifeguard? Is it annoying to announce alarm again and again. It's so fucking hot the water is on fire. Is that a platitude? ARE YOU SCARED?
[beating earth i + ii] Two do too much, twice as many and multiplying. We're on the way to the party, melting into jet fuel, longing to land on long island, along .wav away from just outside Oslo. The method is madness, and it's made, in patchwork in precision. Recycled and downsampled, a tedious task, mastered masterfully.
[visually arrested] The Old Universal, that scion of soft power scratched and scrawled on the sub-conscience. We were born to fly, not drudge the bus. We are the They you can’t put your finger on (we’ve got security). Earth is Obsolete, obl0ng. An Egg and we’re beating it.
Served twice because we don't have to decide. We're already working on new shit, so keep your shirt on about quality control. (Text: Tape Lab)

Heaphones are obligatory to make sense of the chaos:)

Tape Lab & Brillman - Pregalia (beating earth)

mix, master + arrangement by @chauss37te and @powerpouf <3 

The sun pains me 
Fading like a vampire 
I'm building my own coffin 
Stepping on my own flowers
I don't need a funeral 
I can do this alone
Don’t need a funeral
I know to self destruct 

We could have been something 
I am dying with passion
Rotting with passion

I've got my blood on my hands 
Just so you can say a word to me 
Let me feel your soul 
Just let me have a chance 
Dying with passion

Aching for your attention
Dying with passion
Rotting with passion 
Got my blood in my hands 
Just so you can say a word 
Let me feel your soul 
Just let me have a chance 
Rotting with passion

The Wind Will Sing Your Name (Dr. J Remix) (Radio Edit)

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