Excellent musicianship, production, mixing, and an overall audio.

Real beautiful intro ! love how this one progresses into something infinite and timeless, real sick brass leads, that diversify deep within the spirit of this track ! the guitar sounds are heavenly too! love it bud ! thank you - shine

Superb calm lovely instrument!! It heals me!

Ready For Your Love

FLYING TURTLE

My old friend Strootman Pianomonster (will post soon on https://soundcloud.com/stroot-246138153) sent me some of his baroque recordings on harpsichord. I've worked on one of them with all the Ruizzoid stuff you can hear, and even translated to Latin one of my old poems!

VOLO OSCULUM TUUM  /  I WANT YOUR KISS

 Volo saxum ad clamare.  /  I want a rock to cry on.  
 Ad gemere, quis saxum.  /  To moan, any rock.  

(Volo osculum tuum ad somniare.  /  I want your kiss to dream.  
 Ad vivere, nisi osculum tuum.  /  For living, just your kiss.)
  
Volo flammam ad queri.  /  I want a flame to scream.  
 Ad pati, quis flammam.  /  To suffer, any flame.  

(Volo osculum tuum…  /  I want your kiss... ) 

 Volo pugionem ad exspirare.  /  I want a dagger to expire.  
 Ad mori quis pugionem.  /  To die, any dagger.  

(Volo osculum tuum…  /  I want your kiss... )

Volo Osculum Tuum (with Strootman/Harpsichord)

Texte Français et Gogle translate

LA PHOTO

Pour la photo rapproches-toi,
Main sur le dos, donnes moi le bras.
Dans un sourire fixons la page
Et pas se dire, c’est un passage….

Beau ce cliché il est vivant,
Nos yeux brouillés en disent tant.
On y respire et çà se voit,
Tant de plaisir à être là.

Sur ce bristol tout en couleurs,
Marque l’envol d’un grand bonheur.
Dans ces images si belles en soi
Font un passage qu'on oublie pas,

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Je regarde les rêves lointains,
Sans prendre garde on y revient,
Et toute la peine surgit si vite,
Quand les « on s’aime » prennent la fuite.

,Alors dis-moi que cette photo,
Elle restera comme le plus beau.
Qu’encore loin et même vieux
Ce papier peint sera nous deux.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…

Et pas du souvenir,,,

THE PHOTO

For the photo come closer,
Hand on your back, give me your arm.
With a smile let's stare at the page
And not to say to oneself, it is a passage….

Beautiful this shot it is alive,
Our blurred eyes say so much.
We breathe there and it shows,
So much fun to be there.

On this colorful bristol,
Marks the flight of great happiness.
In these images so beautiful in themselves
Make a passage that we don't forget,

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

I look at distant dreams,
Without taking heed we come back to it,
And all the pain arises so quickly,
When the "we love each other" run away.

So tell me that this photo,
She will remain as the most beautiful.
That still far and even old
This wallpaper will be the two of us.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...

And no memory,,,

LA PHOTO (Chanson Française)

The Dawn of the Mystics: Composed, arranged, performed and produced by Evandro B. Lira aka Vintage Mutation.

Cover Art / Photo: Evandro Lira aka Vintage Mutation (in the background, above, photo of the planet Venus)

“The return of the mystics for the awakening of human consciousness”.

“Even times of oppression are worthy of respect, for they are the work, not of men, but of humanity, and therefore of creative nature, which can be harsh, but is never absurd. If the times we live in are harsh, we have the duty to love it even more, to penetrate it with our love, until we have removed the enormous mountains that hide the light beyond them”. (Walter Rathenau)

The Dawn of the Mystics

Texte Français et Google Traduction

C'EST LA NUIT

C'est la nuit
Sait-on où l'on vit
Ce monde qu'on détruit
Par la mort sur la vie
Sans vouloir y penser
Ne faisant qu'oublier
Ce qu'on nous a donné
Et se disant en nous
Ira t-il juste qu'au bout
Cet homme est un fou
Que sera notre terre
En vivant cette misère
Les horreurs de la guerre
Une méchante maladie
Cet homme est ainsi.

C'est la nuit
La tristesse aussi
De celle qu'on maudit
Pour ces morts d'aujourd'hui
Que l'on va regretter
Restant dans nos pensées
Dans nos cœurs si marqués
Sentiments de dégoûts
N'en voyant pas le bout
En nous détruisant tout
Parlant de nucléaire
Promettant le calvaire
Allons nous le laisser faire
L'écrasant dans l'oubli
Si même je me dis.

C'est la nuit 
Trop noire c'est ainsi
Marquée de tragédie
Emprise de tyrannie
Avec un homme damner
Qui ne veut justifier
 Sa non fraternité
Ne laissons pas surtout
Ce débile de Moscou
En le battant d'un coup
Retrouvant la lumière
En sortant de l'enfer
Essuyant nos paupières
Des pleurs de cette folie
J'ai toujours dans l'esprit.

C'est la nuit
Sera t'elle finie
C'est la nuit, c'est la nuit
Nous faisant du soucis
Espérant en rêver
Dans nos cœurs de pensées
Se sentant fatigué
Restons bien debout
 Le mettant à genoux
Souhaitant qu'il échoue
Qu'l'espérance nous libère
D'ce débile incendiaire
Saurons nous bien le faire
Le détruisant aussi
Qu'enfin on revit.

C'est la nuit
Elle n'est pas finie
Notre peur aussi
Par un sale abruti
C'est la nuit
C'est la nuit

IT'S NIGHT

It's night
Do we know where we live
This world that we are destroying
By death over life
Without wanting to think about it
Just forgetting
What we were given
And saying within us
Will he only go to the end?
This man is crazy
What will our land be?
Living this misery
The horrors of war
A nasty disease
This man is like that.

It's night
Sadness too
Of the one we curse
For these dead today
That we will regret
Staying in our thoughts
In our hearts so marked
Feelings of disgust
Not seeing the end
By destroying everything
Speaking of nuclear
Promising calvary
Are we going to let it happen?
Crushing him into oblivion
If I even tell myself.

It's night
Too black that's how it is
Marked with tragedy
Grip of tyranny
With a damned man
Who doesn't want to justify
 His non-fraternity
Above all, let us not let
This moron from Moscow
By beating him with one blow
Finding the light
Coming out of hell
Wiping our eyelids
Cries of this madness
I always have it on my mind.

It's night
Will it be finished?
It's night, it's night
Making us worry
Hoping to dream of it
In our hearts of thoughts
Feeling tired
Let's stay upright
 Bringing him to his knees
Wishing it would fail
May hope free us
Of this incendiary moron
Will we be able to do it well?
Destroying him too
That we finally live again.

It's night
It's not finished
Our fear too
By a dirty idiot
It's night
It's night

C'EST LA NUIT - Anti POUTINE N° 2 -

Deep in the dark night  "Dark Night  Shadows"
Electronic music with vocals
https://johnpalmer1.bandcamp.com/track/darknight-shadows

Dark Night Shadows

Gary, of Mountain Songs (https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs)
contacted me about 2 years ago and offered me a baseline stem from an Alpha Roots collaboration he was working on with Joerxworx. About 2 years ago, that is crazy! I, of course, said I would take the stem. I needed to finish some other songs that were in the works before getting to play with Alpha Roots’s baseline. By the time I was ready to connect with the vibe, Russia had invaded Ukraine, unfathomable tragedy had begun, and the world was changing again. My song writing reflected the horror of what was going on. By the time all the stems were gathered, vocals were recorded, and the song was mixed and mastered, another war had broken out and the horror continued. 

Massive thanks to Mountain Songs for  trusting me with these blessed Alpha Roots stems. So glad Jamie, Jonathan, Joerxworx, and Russ got a chance to work with Alpha Roots again. Alpha Roots lives on. 

And the song is ready just in time for Halloween! 

Track Credits:

Alpha Roots: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/alpha-roots
Jamie Rhind: Organ
https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind
Jonathan Beckenstein: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein
https://fictivesisters.bandcamp.com
Joerxworx: Sax
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
the Couch King: Lyrics, vocals, and production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
https://soundcloud.com/the-exe-stencilists
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics: 

Sleep walker doing bidding in the night
Night stalker, half asleep, right now, while you fright, wow
Sleep walker hypnotized prowler by the moon
Moon shocker, mindless rocker, from the tomb eww

Dr. Caligari caught cha sleepin’
Day dreamin’ though you woke
Never thought what you were thinkin’
Now you only speakin’ what he spoke

It’s a somnambulist break in
Break in
Gonna stab them in the bed now
It’s a somnambulist break in 
Break in
Fillin’ ‘em with dread ya

Sleep walker doing bidding in the night
Night stalker, half asleep right now, while you fright, wow
Sleep walker hypnotized prowler by the moon
Moon shocker, mindless rocker, from the tomb eww

Dr. Caligari gonna open
The coffin where you’ll rest
On his order you awaken
Now you answerin’ without questionin’ his behest 

It’s a somnambulist break in
Break in
Gonna stab them in the bed now
It’s a somnambulist break in

Sleep walker doing bidding in the night
Night stalker, half asleep right now, while you fright, wow
Sleep walker hypnotized prowler by the moon
Moon shocker, mindless rocker, from the tomb eww

Dr. Caligari caught cha sleepin’
Day dreamin’ though you woke
In the shadows see you creeping
His knife hidden inside his cloak 

It’s a somnambulist break in
Break in
Gonna stab them in the bed now
It’s a somnambulist break in 
Break in
It all turning red now

Somnambulist Break In

Alpha Roots, Jamie R, Jonathan B, Joerxworx, Russ & the Couch King - Somnambulist Break In

Heroes de un nuevo día

Se está gastando el día,
de este invierno para atrás.
Una mano en el bolsillo,
el sonido al caminar.

Y caes de madrugada,
a la tibia soledad.

Se que te gusta volar,
hacia esa antigua melodía  
Que te anula la razón,
y te hace imaginar.

Se padece y se termina,
ese amor que fue fugaz    .
Héroes de un nuevo día,
te vienen a rescatar.

cuando ves que ya no hay nada,
y el corazón no da más.

Y si una puerta cerrás,
deja otra abierta.
Para que cuando regrese el amor,
lo puedas atrapar.


Letra y musica: Pichy Sotomayor

Heroes de un nuevo día

Heroes De Un Nuevo Dia

Cast of Characters:
Karin-Maria Brunner-- @user-53145152-479345033 -- Saxaphone virtual wind instrument
K2 and the Three (and the Four)-- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara --Ken—drums     
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)-- @josh-clary-1 --bass, piano, composition
  This song began with a request to me made by Karin-Maria about contributing an original song as a collaboration for her new jazz album called Jazztastic. After fleshing out a song on the piano, I had to get my right-hand man Ken involved to add the drums, because of course I did. 
  After we had worked it out on bass, piano, and drums, we sent it to Karin-Maria, who added the sax solo. She had it professionally mixed and mastered, primarily because the album is now available to stream on all the major platforms. So, please give the whole thing a listen. It has a bunch of collaborators on it, many of whom you will probably recognize. 
 Here is a link to the entire album, which has 21 tracks.  youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5…si=LO_jtztHGxUAUiBp
   We hope you enjoy this song as much as we enjoyed creating it. A side note, this is my first jazz song that I've ever written, and I really enjoyed doing it.

Cooks Needed (with Karin-Maria Brunner and K2 and the Three)

Art Expressed in Music – Vincent's Imagination
December 2023
Duration: 2:50
Listen to the Playlist: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting: The Starry Night (cropped)
Vincent Willem van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890) was a Dutch Post-Impressionist painter who is among the most famous and influential figures in the history of Western art. In just over a decade he created approximately 2100 artworks, including around 860 oil paintings, most of them in the last two years of his life.  Only one of his paintings was known by name to have been sold during his lifetime.  In the aftermath of the December 23rd, 1888 breakdown that resulted in the self-mutilation of his left ear, Van Gogh voluntarily admitted himself to the Saint-Paul-de-Mausole lunatic asylum on May 8th, 1889.  During the year Van Gogh stayed at the asylum in Saint-Rémy-de-Provence, the prolific output of paintings he had begun in Arles continued.  During this period, he produced some of the best-known works of his career, including the “The Starry Night”.  Van Gogh had the subject of a blue night sky dotted with yellow stars in mind for many months before he painted the picture.  Some of the elements, such as the mountains in the distance and the existence of the village are true to the view van Gogh would have seen from his window; meanwhile, many other parts, such as the church, are imagined.  Van Gogh wrote to Theo: "It would be so simple and would account so much for the terrible things in life, which now amaze and wound us so, if life had yet another hemisphere, invisible it is true, but where one lands when one dies." "Hope is in the stars," he wrote, but he was quick to point out that "earth is a planet too, and consequently a star, or celestial orb." He stated flatly that “The Starry Night” was "not a return to the romantic or to religious ideas."  On July 27th, 1890, aged 37, Van Gogh shot himself in the chest.  The shooting may have taken place in the wheat field in which he had been painting, or in a local barn. 
For stings, piano, celeste, organ, bowed chamber bowls, tubular bells, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion

Art Expressed in Music - Vincent's Imagination

GENRES: Easy Listening | Electronic | Experimental

INSTRUMENTS: Keyboards | Synthesizers | Guitars | Vocals.

Born in São Paulo, Brazil, Evandro B. Lira, also known as “Vintage Mutation”, has been a musical explorer since he was nine years old, when he started his first music studies.
In 1990, he became a trombone player, participating in “jam session” meetings and joining with some gospels orchestras. In 1996 he began his studies in synthesizer keyboards, suffering the influence of the electric guitar since 1998, when he started composing his first songs.
Active researcher on the relationship between music and mysticism, revives his experiences since 2016, expanding his sounds from synthesizers and guitars, in order to rescue all the classic and “vintage” atmosphere, for consequent transmutation into contemporary tendencies.

The Dawn of the Mystics

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