Bold Explorations of Uncharted Space, Vol. 5

September Sunshower 1977

Always Just Beyond

Mala Tempora

made with casio and stylophone, zoom h1 and NCH
right before 4 hour nap
25 sept 25

four hour nap

Flotilla of Hope

Throughout:
Hope and Heart, Here we are

Show our soul
Show our sane
Show we know to feed now
Sail
Pure power to you
Be gone sulphuric drone
Hate can't mute heart
If this hope we clone

Oh fine flotilla
Great humanity
We pray a path for your good sanity
Show them we're here
Show them we care
Show them new hope
To add to their prayer

Brave brother and sisters
The sith won't win
Forward fearless knots
Al Nakba to thin
No highjacked god can stop your love
The world is watching with most human dove

Feed the children
Sustenance of normal
Show them human hearts can hold them
Give real rights
Help them survive
Show them Earth has loving eyes

Flotilla of Hope
Our greater good
Flushed fear because we know we should
Aside evolution selection awaits
If heart can win and protect these traits

God power good humans
To all of you
Here's praying your hearts can make it through
Show the kids were here to break hate wall
Show the true love can prevail for all

Flotilla of Heart

Walking down 7th Avenue on October 28th 2023, around 6 pm. Even though it's autumn, the temperature is high. It feels like summer. It's very humid and the street is crowded.
My phone (tucked in my pocket) starts to record on its own when I reach Times Square. 

The resulting one and a half minute long recording is the material for this particular soundscape, which I think captures the eeriness and the uncanny feeling I had that day. All sounds were processed on a Roland SP-404A sampler and recorded live to a stereo track. More soundscapes from various locations: https://isakanderssen.bandcamp.com/album/there-are-places-i-remember-2

New York City

Sax, drums and jazz and roll

sonic structures and silent stretches
https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures

Open collaboration based on Jo's  Poem, vocals, and drumbeats
I added some synthezisers 

Photo: H Skeneby  - Laxbäcken i Kopparberg

nettle seeds (copyright Jo Richter)

he got locked out of her garden
before this springtime's floral bloom
as he saw her soft glance harden
saw different patterns on her loom

he found some fallow, barren wasteland
on a hill of thistles, nettles
to cultivate defiant plants and
to get scarred by willful brambles

go feed on nettle seed
thistle oil and fibre weed
there is nothing else you need
nutrient rich and bittersweet

haggard, thin and somewhat healthy
his medicine was on demand
to overcome fatigue and palsy
when there is nothing left to want

go feed on nettle seed
thistle oil and fibre weed
there is nothing else you need
nutrient rich and bittersweet

sonic structures and silent stretches and well   -   nettle seed

Style , and Strataphony

Oznob

https://soundcloud.com/magmavander sent me his awesome track "Funk City" ... proud to present it here with my tenor sax addition :-)) ... check out magmavander's channel ! .... and enJoy !
my artwork is based on a photo by Garin Chadwick / unsplash

Funk City by magmavander // Saxremix

Halo | Original Version | Music by Belial Pelegrim | Music & Lyrics by REKHA Iyern Fe | New Collab July 20th, 2020.

A sacred blessing song about me searching for my precious angel child

Thank you Dear Belial for making my wish come true for my Dearest one...Halo means so much to me...This collaboration is a divine vibration that goes beyond the clouds... I'm forever grateful for our friendship and precious union through music making...With love & immense gratitude, Rekha 💕🌹🎶💟💕🌹

Listen to the amazing music of Belial Pelegrim here: https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim

Music by Belial Pilgrim
HALO - Music & Lyrics by REKHA (Still Under Editing)

Ah-Ah-Ah...Ah-Hah-Hah
Wo...Wo-Ho-Oh
Ah...Eh-Eh-Eh-Eh-Eh...

Smashing my head
Cuz' I feel dead
Smashin my head
Cuz' I feel dead
I am crashing down, down, down, down
To the ground
To the ground

My love, do you hear me?
I'm callin' 
I've been calling you, callin' you
Where are, where are you?
I can't see...you...

Halo, Halo, Halo, Halo, Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh.....

My...Sweet...Angel
My Sweet Angel Child 
Child of mine
Most Precious One
Most Precious One
The only one
The only one for me

I'll always be there by your side
I'll always be there by your side
I'll always be there by your side
My precious one
Halo, Halo, Halo...Halo
Wo-Oh-Oh...
Oh-Oh-Oh...Oh
Hay...Halo...Hay...Halo

I'm always there
Don't you know
I'm always there
Don't you know
Oh-Oh-Oh...Oh-Oh

Cover Art by Belial Pelegrim
Original Instrumental Music Composed and Produced by Belial Pelegrim
Vocals Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA Iyern Fe Records in CANADA

HALO

Halo | Orig-Ver | Music/Belial Pelegrim | Music/Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | 07/20/2020 | Electro

Nothing beats a trip to The Headstone on Hallam Moor in the City of Sheffield, South Yorkshire. A gritstone rock, its friendly face enlivens the spirits when out walking.
Track features flutes, saxes and electro-melodica.

TRIP TO THE HEADSTONE

Mark Duffield: all vocals, vocal melodies and lyrics.
Jonathan Beckenstein: music, guitars, bass, drum programming

Please visit Mark here: https://soundcloud.com/markduffieldcollaboration

or here: https://soundcloud.com/eltel-music23

There’s a map upon your face
Says join the human race
Often whispered sweetly

There’s a hunger in your eyes
Tells your stomach not to lie
Often whispered sweetly

Pooh pooh pooh pooh!

Is it magical?
Not so physical 
Metaphysical
Not invisible
Not divisible
Nothing risible 
Shoot the animal, Officer Dibble

Pooh pooh pooh pooh!

Often whispered sweetly

They rely on the ways of a gun 
Keep it simple
Keep it pithy
They rely on the ways of a gun

Something in your eye
That’s tugging at your heart
Something in your mind
That’s tugging at your heart
Something in your eye
Is tugging at your heart

Pooh pooh pooh pooh

Officer Dibble..

Officer Dibble (with Mark Duffield)

In the distant Subert Humlin, Gory Rallagher, Sank Frinatra, and Dats Fomino Galaxies, Her Majesty's Royal Intergalactic Empire is under siege by the sinister Khazargonians and their elite squads of shock troopers- the Jearl Pamians and Goundsardenians. Her Majesty has commissioned an elite force led by her three of Her Majesty's Space Navy's finest officers with several primary objectives, chief among them was the following directive: to combine the great tones of surf and fifties rock... with disco!
These elite officers are:  Admiral Krank of the SS Belgrade (Guitar, bass, beats, intergalactic espionage and assassination by exploding cigars); and Captain Mirth of the SS Zagreb- (Guitar, piano, synth, beats, and advanced thermal detonation). And our very own clockwork man on the drums, Mo Sheen (https://soundcloud.com/user-424452711).  Unfortunately, despite bravely serving Her Majesty's Space Navy, Vice Commandant Dubois has been court martialed and convicted for conduct not befitting an officer and counterfeiting baseball cards, stripped of his command of the SS Budapest, and dishonorably discharged from Her Majesty's Space Navy, though certain recordings of his guitar, synth, bass, beats, and forward deployable laser blasters remain here memorialized for posterity. Let it be known that though he has sunk to the very depths of ignominy, we wish him well in his new venture, the Spandex Spanktroverse.

Oznob

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