THE INTENSE LIGHT OF LIFE

Once I wrote a description here !!!

Ok let's say I started adding layers to the great music https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1 sent to me.

Letra (translated lyrics below)

Se arrastró bajo los muros,
llorando.
Se filtró por las ranuras,
buscándome.
Y miró entre las fisuras,
deseando:
mucho claro, nada oscuro,
llamándome…
 
Mas el centinela mágico
de quijadas relucientes,
descarnado por los dientes
de mil y un gusanos cárnicos,
por la acción más degenérica
de venenos de odio y muerte,
este ser, cerebro inerte,
la detuvo, niña histérica…
 
Pero huyó,
vio sentada su promesa de llamarme.
Y escapó,
Vio prendido su deseo de amarme.
Sensación
de saber que era la presa, fuego y carne,
y en la intensa luz de vida vino a hallarme;
y me encontró.
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She crawled under the walls,
crying.
She filtered through the grooves,
searching for me.
And she looked inside the fissures,
wishing:
much clarity, no darkness,
calling me…

But the magic sentry
of shining jawbones,
eaten to the bone by the teeth
of thousand and one meat worms,
For the most degenerated action
of poisons of hatred and death,
this being, inert brain,
detained her, hysterical girl …

But she fled,
found assured her promise of calling me.
And she escaped,
found on fire her willing to love me.
Sensation
of knowing that she was the prey, fire and flesh,
and in the intense light of life she came to find me;
and she did.

Ella huyó - She fled (with ProgRockDan1)

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Tomorrow, 22 August 2022, marks ten years since my brother Bri died. Hard to believe. I remember that day as if it were yesterday. His ashes were released into the River Thames, from the towpath that runs alongside Fulham football ground (quaintly known as ‘Craven Cottage’). He’d been a lifelong supporter of the club so this seemed a very appropriate resting place for him.

For those unaware of the sporting ritual, nearly every year since 1839, there's been a boat race on The Thames between Oxford & Cambridge Universities, held on a course between Putney and Mortlake. It is quite the occasion, with crowds lining the banks of the river for much of the four mile, 374 yard distance. It is broadcast live by the BBC and the Fulham stadium can clearly be seen as the crews row past. Guess who we think of when that happens?

When we were kids, we lived on a housing estate just a couple of minutes from the river, so Boat Race Day was always special. Every family was either a vehement supporter of the light blues of Cambridge or the dark blues of Oxford which seemed quite normal at the time but, thinking back, appears quite odd now. We were all decidedly lower class, with precious little chance of attending any university, let alone Oxbridge. But I clearly remember having a punch up with another kid on the estate because he supported Oxford. Total madness…but in my defence, I was very young at the time.

The family ritual was to watch the race on the telly until it reached Hammersmith Bridge, run to the river to watch the boats go by and then run back to see the finish. You still hear folks say “We had to make our own fun in those days” and I rather think this custom now falls into that deeply enigmatic category.

So that’s how Bri’s death has become inextricably linked to The Boat Race and the thoughts I have of him when the drone cameras look down upon the crews as they zoom past Craven Cottage. The fond memories always win out over the political bewilderment…and, strange as it may seem, I still want Cambridge to win.

For you, Bri. We miss you. (Terry Reeves)

Ten years of ashes floating, reasons to find
Connected thoughts search sensitive mind
Watery echoes continue, grieving combined
Reluctant tidal memories, questions behind

Never to forget you're all part of me

Cambridge beat Oxford, repair some sorrow 
But cannot add smiles to a never tomorrow 
A two to one chance, exciting times borrow 
History growing up, running riverside to follow

Never to forget you're all part of me

Ten years have past left me standing here
No harmony practice, new song to appear
Every heartbeat 4/4 beat counting each year 
Independence not requested, vocal unclear

Never to forget you're all part of me

From Birth to final moments always there
No feeling exchanged or choosing to care
50 years of musical lifetime joined with stare 
Total love for a brother, dreams cannot share

Never to forget you're all part of me
Never to forget you’re all part of me

RELEASE THE ASHES - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

HEY LOVE YOU!

Hey love you                                                      
More than LC would’ve craved for Marianne                 
No manuscript could sing with more devotion 
A paper chain enough to fill an ocean                    
I’m always up so close and being dutiful.      
Yeah I fix your hair and say you’re beautiful.   
Yeah I fix your hair and say you’re beautiful            
Mmmm breath you in ‘til I’m insensible   

Hey love you 
Like we’re barefoot down a street in Hydra 
It’s feet on top of feet in café’s shadows
I hear applause and faintly drifting cello 
In sticky heat our limbs are stuck like glue
And I kiss your brow and murmur hey I love you
Yeah I kiss your brow and murmur hey love you
Mmmm taste your cheek ‘til I’m insensible

Hey love you 
Bathe your flashin’ teeth in tangerine
The last of breezes scurry into hiding
Nights are satin sheets with harbour lighting
I’m layin’ out your silk across the dresser
I hold you close knowing it’s forever
Yeah I hold you close knowing it’s forever 
Mmmm moving slow ‘til I’m insensible

HEY LOVE YOU

Paco https://soundcloud.com/sonido-reflexivo shared these beautiful and evocative melodies with me and I couldn't help but want to collaborate with him again. He is most generous and encouraging, and his music is full of structure, energy and emotion. Thanks for this great opportunity Paco and thank you for listening. I'd like to dedicate this to David, Emily and Steven.

Whatever it is you want from life,
You better be ready to go and get it.
For time always flies,
No matter how much you think is left.

Make sure that you don’t take a moment for granted,
Coz you only get this chance to shine.
When you’ve got something more to give than you take,
Only then have you truly found the reason to live. 
  
Time flies, oh how time flies 
How time always flies,

Whatever it is you want from life,
You better be ready to go and get it.
For time always flies,
No matter how much you think is left.

Time flies, oh how time flies 
Time flies, oh how time flies 
Time flies, oh how time flies 
 
Whatever it is you want from life,
You better be ready to go and get it.
For time always flies,
No matter how much you think is left.

Time Flies (Midisound & Mark J Bennett)

Role Modeler

Opus78

Blue Murder  
Written by Levi Mok, with kind permission
mixed by https://soundcloud.com/beatseditcom (Poland)
28-12-2022

Blue Murder


C#min		   B		A     G#min	C#min
How could I forget you so fast and easily
C#min		       B			       A		  G#min	     C#min
You know that you have always been the love of my life
C#min					B		A	     G#min   C#min
And though we’ve seen our competition come to its fruition
C#min				    B
There’s room enough for you to spare
	      A	        G#min   C#min
So don’t act as if you just don’t care

      C#min B		   E 
It’s time to scream blue
	Cmaj7		    D
Blue murder in the streets
D						E
Don’t you know that it’s downright blue
	Cmaj7		    D
Blue murder in the streets
C - D (even laten uitklinken)
…..so tell me now…..

If I took the time to wallow in this mellow blues
The old town lives in the core of the soul
You know it never leaves
Well the city looks clean
It’s a male machine from behind these shallow eyes
Take the straight road out - don’t hesitate
I know there’s nothing left to do

It’s time - time to scream blue
Blue murder in the streets
Don’t you know that it’s downright blue
Blue murder in the streets
…..so tell me now…..

Blue Murder

Original Instrumental: Monkey Parts
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5/monkey-parts?si=61629b52ae274a50973e16cbac15ddbc&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Jon shared “Monkey Parts” with me while we were discussing an unreleased track we were working on. Jon’s original track instantly inspired me and the lyrics easily flowed onto the paper (actually I write all my lyrics in Apple Notes, lol) and then into GarageBand (using my Apple headphone mic to everyone who mixes my vocals exasperation). I held onto the unmixed track for a while (really for no good reason besides it wasn’t in the stars’ plan until now) and then finally worked up the urge to “git er done.” 

As for the lyrics, the last time I had anything weed related was probably 11 years ago in California. At that time, all things marijuana were relatively easy to acquire since many of my friends had “doctor’s notes” to go to the medical dispensaries. It was fun to try all the new novel dope products people were making and selling. Since living in Oregon, for over 6 years now, I have not once thought about partaking in the herb, even though I can easily walk to several cannabis stores from my home. I think there are more pot stores in the Portland area than convenient stores, I do not live in a reefer desert, lol. But still, I was inspired to write a song about maryjane. 

Track Credits:
Jon Lock: Original Music: Guitar, Bass, Drums, Synths
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
https://jonlock.bandcamp.com/music
the Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Vocal Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:
Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

I was feeling alright my baby
Until you ruined my vibe with crazy
Breaking bad habits is not easy
Yea Yea Yea

I was feeling alright my people
Until ya’ll ruined my vibe with fecal
Specially when my mind is feeble 
Yea Yea Yea

But I shoulda saw it coming 
Now my Karma’s got me running  
Fruitions always gunning 
This life
Future life 
Past bad acts got me on slumming
Always on the worry 
On what I am becoming

So with my right thumb and my two right fingers 
I set my intention as I’m foldin’ up the papers
Right right right right

Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

We was smoking our karma 
We was smoking our karma 
Many happy returns, yea

Thinkin’ of a sushi roll
Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

Good intentions in my high
Good intentions floating by 
My vibe guides me through the knot 
Interlinked eternally
Yea Yea Yea

I was feeling stressed out my baby
And then I lifted my vibe with hazy 
Breaking bad habits is not easy
Yea Yea Yea

When I’m feeling stressed out my people
I gotta lift my vibe pineal
Especially when my mind is feeble 
Yea Yea Yea

Yea some say it’s in the dirt
But It don’t matter when it hits it still hurts
Attracted by ya’ll hertz 
Best to sit still
Keep chill
Let the mind go inert 
Purify ’til the soul reverts

Use my thumbnail to press down and tuck the edges
I set my intention and seal it with some praises 
Right right right right
Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

We was smoking our karma 
We was smoking our karma 
Many happy returns, yea

Thinkin’ of a sushi roll
Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

Good intentions in my high
Good intentions floating by 
My vibe guides me through the knot 
My vibe guides me

Thinkin' Of A Sushi Roll

Jon Lock, Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - Thinkin' Of A Sushi Roll

'Nadir' written and recorded by @stormthepalace (https://stormthepalace.bandcamp.com)
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Remix and artwork by @wouwouandthewormling (https://www.wouwouandthewormling.com)
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Mastered by @acre-recordings (https://acrerecordings.bandcamp.com/music)

Nadir (Wou-Wou Remix)

Watch the video on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsra06CSQRY

Music, Vocals & Art by Cosmic Keanu
Produced and mastered by Hobocop @metrocityrecords

Lyrics: 

I am a human being,
Not a blue cat man
I want to be a blue,
A blue cat man!

They live in trees
And run through the forest,
Shoot poison arrows,
ride dinosaurs!

Taller than humans,
Stronger and faster!
Oh so much wiser,
Healthy and sane!

Connecting with spirit
Is what they live for!
They love the trees,
And animals too!

They have a braid
That plugs into nature,
See through the eyes
Of all living things!

I am a human being,
Not a blue cat man
I want to be a blue,
A blue cat man!

Humans destroy all they see
For shiny rocks!
We do not know
The value of things!

We have machines
and bombs and explosions!
We’re really good
at blowing up things!

They stand for nature
And all that’s lovely,
They stand for freedom
And what is right!

If we were them
We would be the victors,
And always win
Because we unite!

I am a human being
Not a blue cat man
I want to be a blue,
A blue cat man,
Meow!

Next Avatar (OfficerMurphy Mix) VIDEO AVAILABLE

Cause It's Like That

Cause It's Like That - With DJayz Shadow

The title pretty much speaks for itself - I just fancied creating something a little more calming after the mad energy I've been working with lately.

Free download if you like it.

Thank you for listening ♥

Interlude

Open Collab from IPG1:
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/purple-microdot-the-allure-pt-2-vocals-135-bpm
Vocals and Lyrics Ian Greaves aka IPG1 (https://soundcloud.com/ipg1)
Paploviante: Music, mixing, mastering and Picture
Lyrics:
This that acid drop - mind corrupt
Drop that purple microdot
Fear not - if the time stops -
and the clock refuse to TikTok
Full throttle — speeding - roadblock
brain cell just don’t give a fuck
Tie dye - sandals — dreadlocks
Woodstock — type — Hip-Hop
mesmerized by the kilowatt
my brain — become a hotspot
Am I human — Am I God —
preparing for — the aftershock
the aftershock — the aftershock
Hell yeah — and why not — it’s still that purple
microdot — microdot — microdot
Chorus
Think twice before you say no
Charisma — come on let’s go
The moves — without Ego
The smile — or the combo
It’s good times — and Convo
Cant avoid it - so you want some more
The allure — of an outlaw (X3)
Guitar riffs and jazz lines — like rainbows and sunshine
No limits no guidelines — I’ll start off with a peace sign
don’t even try to undermine — Or I’ll peal back your hairline —
Love it when the stars align — You know I’mer get mine
time stop — brain cells begin to pop
From the bottom to the top — a mental — hotspot
Mesmerizing sound — kicking kilowatts
From that purple microdot
God status — here we go at last — 
from the bottom to the top — break that hour glass —
So why you think your teeth are shattering — so damn fast
It a personal experience — a one man class
No sleep for those who know — the afterglow
Are Y’all ready for the show — Y’all ready for the show…..
no malice establish — and it’s hitting on the spot
A God’s made — for love — that — purple microdot
This that aftershock — that aftershock — that aftershock
From that acid drop — Mind corrupt — Mind corrupt
time stop — brain cell begin to pop
From the bottom to the top — a mental — hotspot
Mesmerizing sound — kicking kilowatts
From that purple microdot — From that purple microdot
——Chorus ——
Feeding off the sound like a starving vampire
music in my blood turns a spark into fire
The progeny of lyrics — rhythm tunes — desire
Made to Pierce your soul — like a suit of Bob-wire
Hang tight and ride this storm of — forget me Nut
Left-brain — right track — it’s called — purple microdot
And you know I’ll be back here — from — time to time
Fucking with your mind — at the drop of a dime
Underground— under the tongue— paint a mental picture
yo—you’ll never really know when the acids gonna hit ya

Purple Microdot The Allure IPG1 & Paploviante

Girl from the rain forest.

Gotta Go

acid house trance space rock dub experimental

Sleepwalk forest (bad dream remix)

This track featured on my CD 'Love Is Cruel' (2003) and I recently heard it again and thought those who like fiery guitar soles or jazz fusion may like :)

Love Is Cruel

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered in Logic. 
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE in standard tuning 
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
LYRICS:
From the northlands up in the mountains
To the southlands across the seas
You might ask me what I know
About the places I have seen 

And I might say that I’m not sure 
There’s always something new out there to learn
Grey skies follow blue and blue skies follow grey
Who can say when the weather will turn

But it’s funny…………. how the wind knows
Funny…………… how the wind ……………just knows
It’s so funny…………. how the wind knows
So funny…………… how the wind ……………just knows

Could go west to the setting sun
Could go east to the break of day 
And you might ask me what I know
About the places I'll see along the way

And I might say that I’m not sure 
There’s always something new out there to learn
Grey skies follow blue and blue skies follow grey
Who can say when the weather will turn

But it’s funny…………. how the wind knows
Funny…………… how the wind ……………just knows
It’s so funny…………. how the wind knows
So funny…………… how the wind ……………just knows

How The Wind Knows

Hi Juan and I have been swapping some files over the last few months with a simple philosophy. Take the file given and manipulate/add/subtract. Its all one shot stuff - no back and forth or excessive polishing, just free experimentation with sound, instruments, frequencies, noise and silence. Really enjoyed this project, its unrestrained and unorthodox - freedom really : ). Here is the Bandcamp link if you would like to hear the entire 9 track album.
Cheers Mat and Juan

https://nomatesensemble.bandcamp.com/album/voltage-dirt-juan-a-mi-ana-osca-mat-ward

https://soundcloud.com/juan-a-mi-ana

Juan A. Miñana Osca/Mat Ward - VOLTAGE DIRT

"So my dream often ends strangely"

01 - Soundiron - Voice Of Rapture - Soprano Phrases Latin
02 - Soundiron - Voice Of Wind - Adey FX - Nebulous
03 - SA - Aperture Ensemble - Long Flautando
04 - SA - BDT - Main - Tutti Long Str Loud
05 - SA - LABS - Strings 2 - Swells Ensemble
06 - SA - OACE - Chamber Grid
07 - NI - Noire Felt - Charmer Meets Mallets Felt

Beyond Dreams - Part 3 [Aria]

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THE INTENSE LIGHT OF LIFE

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