This one is a bit mysterious, dark. I like that. 😀🙏🙏

Brilliant ambience and atmospherics, really digging that bubbling percolating sound!

Amber Pawns

Combines the sound of a squeaky door hinge (https://freesound.org/s/119724/) and tearing paper (https://freesound.org/s/67786/)

Image credit: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Microstructure_of_a_stainless_steel_A961.jpg

Study For Steel And Paper

Orion's Shadow by Editor Cole, from my debut album Landing Party. I originally wrote this in 2020 inspired in part by John Carpenter. 
It started off as a simple piano sketch with that ominous low piano, before I added some synths and that dark sound-bed. This was my first attempt at integrating some orchestration into a track and I just recently reworked it as I wanted to include it on my debut album. Thank you for listening.

Orion's Shadow

Frozen Webs

Frozen Webs(NaviarHaiku460)

I can hear colours

Rain Of

Woodlands [Frederick Foxtrott & asdb collaboration]

Live Slam Tries 1

I run.
I scream.
I sing.

You enter my soul
breaking beliefs.
I'm just aware
living pure love.
You're trying to be
more than I feel.
I try to sing
I run and I scream (when)...

All the colors are talking,
talking and loving me.
And I don't know where to go.
I don't know what you are.

Why can't you see
that I find in me.
The eyes that you've been,
the ones that you seem.
My dream is with you,
but you seem to be.
So far away...
and now I can't see.

Oh, afraid of troubles/travels: NO.
To other worlds I go.
Take me to see once more
the ones that I miss.

I sing along.
Why do you fight?
I heard a song,
you will unite.
You sing and you scream
and I ran from my dreams
And I sing and you scream
like a bird, fly away.

All the colors are fading, NO.
And I have no worries, NO.
Take me to feel once more
fears that I really have.

Oh, afraid of troubles/travels: NO.
To other worlds I go.
Take me to see once more
the ones that I miss.

Colors are talking,
talking and loving me.
And I don't know where to go.
I don't know what you are.

Colors are talking / talking and loving.
Talking and hating me / talking and hating.
And I don't know what you are / talking and loving.
I don't know where to go / talking and hating.
 / talking and loving
 / talking and hating.
 / talking and waiting.

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Lyrics, Vocals & Drums by @melakki
Bass Guitar, Synthesizers & Artwork by @boolapp-goro
Mix & Master by Björn (BLRStudios)
Recorded & published by 2:45

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Run, Scream And Sing

The project was created in collaboration with Karin Tarabochia @augenmerk  and me in 2016. We divided Karin's beautiful poem "Aufbruch" into six parts, which I was allowed to edit music and sounds. Lets go ⇢
https://exner.bandcamp.com/album/aufbruch

Karin Tarabochia: Text / Voice / Image
Jan Exner : Guitar / Synths / Mix / Production

Aufbruch
1
Aufbruch! Was war, fällt ab. Knöpf’ meinen Kragen auf.
 Zieh’ die Weste aus, an der noch Land hängt. Warte ab.  
Was klammert, saugt, im Zaum hält, bröckelt und springt. 
Mein Schneckenloch, mein Honigfuß, mein Schritt ins Leere  
und endlich Fall, Bruch, Sturz … und Landen!

Departure. What was, falls off. Unbutton my collar.
Take off the vest with land still hanging on it. Wait.
What clings, sucks, bridles, (now) crumbles and cracks.
My snail hole, my honey foot, my step into the void …
And finally fall, break, plunge ... and landing!

2
Neubeginn verschieben, unendlich lang?
 Das Ende aufzäumen und den Anfang aufspüren? 
Erfüllung vorwegnehmen?

Postpone a new beginning, infinitely long?
Bridling the end and tracking down the beginning?
Anticipate fulfillment?

3
Schnipp’ die Leine durch, lass' Haus und Hof 
und was ich schuf, rollt durch den Kopf. 
Dreh' mich aus dem Schleiertanz.
Spann' meinem Wagen andere Pferde –  
höher geht’s und weiter!
Sonnenfahrt!  Der Täuschung abschwören - 
Wütend platzt mein Innerstes und gibt frei: 
Anemone, Traumpferd, das ein Holzbein schwingt.
 Am goldenen Wagen im Sturmwind treiben –  
den Füßen fehlt Boden, den Händen fehl'n Sprossen. 
Nichts da, nur Lederhaut an Sohlen und Schwielen.

Snap the leash, leave house and yard
and what I created rolls through my head.
Turn me out of the veil dance.
Bring other horses to my carriage -
Higher it goes and further! Sun trip!
Renounce deception -
Enraged my innermost bursts and releases:
anemone, dream horse swinging a wooden leg.
Floating on the golden chariot in the storm,
the feet are missing ground, the hands are missing rungs,
nothing there, just leather skin on the soles and calluses.

4
Träume meinen Flusslauf vom Anfang zum Ende
und schwimme zurück, dorthin wo ich bin.  
Fisch sein! Springen! Am Ufer lachen sie
und manchmal hält das Fischmaul die Trommel an  
und hört Sirenen singen.

Dream my river from the beginning to the end
and swim back to where I am.
Being fish. Leaping. On the bank they laugh.
Sometimes the fish's mouth stops the drum,
hears sirens singing.

5
Wir müssen diesen Platz verlassen,
so schnell wie möglich unsern Kopf vergessen,
 der benommen Geschichten schwatzt, vergisst.  
An Scheiben rinnen Tränen. 
Was befürchtet war, wird wahr, vergeht.  
Am Weg besteht, was ist.

Mich nicht messen an anderen, mich nicht missen! 
Nicht verkaufen, dem Anderssein weglaufen!  
Mich am Fluss einfinden, wer ich war, wer ich bin,
im Zwischenraum die Zwischenfrau. 
Den Mädchentraum beenden,
den Zeitraum größer drehen und kleiner,
 Schritte sehen, die fest am Boden.
Ich war weg und komme wieder.

We have to leave this place,
as soon as possible forget our head
who gossips stupid stories and forgets.
Tears run down the panes.
What was feared will come true and pass.
On the way persists what is.

Not compete with others, not miss me,
not sell myself nor run away from being different.
Find myself by the river, who I was, who I am,
in the interspace the interwomen.
End the girl's dream, turn the period bigger and smaller,
see footsteps firmly on the ground.
I was gone and I'll be back.

6
Lass’ mich nicht hängen und bis zum letzten Tag warten, 
bis ich mein Blut abgebe und mein Gesicht sich ins Tuch drückt.
Nicht bücken und suchen, zwischen Spuren verfluchen. 
Das Ziel sehen nahe bei mir:  Ich bin Traube, ich bin Straße, ich bin Mensch.

Not leave me hanging, waiting until the last day,
until I give up my blood and press my face into the cloth.
Not bend down and search, curse between tracks.
See the goal close to me: I am grape, I am street, I'm human.

4 träume meinen flusslauf (Augenmerk / e✕ner)

Explorations and experiments,  in sound, image, and animations . influenced by  interests from Organic Gardening to Neuroscience, Basic Electronics  and Mechanical Invention, Re-purposing Transforming and Recycling of Domestic Devices, Permaculture, Ecology,  Ambient and Noise music. Animated Sound and Image- Experimental,Animated and Visual Music Short films,installations and live audio visual performances with custom built interfaces such as the disco-microwave,midi-vacuum cleaner, and prepared ironing board.see more at 
www.paulfletcherartwork.com
and at vimeo
vimeo.com/album/188779sound music noise ambience

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