This is mostly improvised guitar playing with synth´s arpeggio.
Guitar: 8 string electric played through BOSS Gp-10 processor.
Other guitar effects: Mooer slow engine and Ebow+ sustainer.
Synth: Analog Four controlled with it´s arpeggiator.
There is also short part of attempt to play Flame Mäander synth with Arturia Keystep, hah.

Sundays´s Sadness

Sadness

Ya desde hace algunos que llevo descubriendo las cosas que me han influenciado como músico (y también como persona). Por ejemplo, los programas japoneses de mi niñez. En un momento subestimé su influencia, pero viendolos de nuevo, sentí que todo cobraba sentido. Y no es simple nostalgia. Más bien, ahora reconozco el trabajo que es crear algo como esos shows, y de todos los artistas que hay detrás. Espero que ellos sepan lo importante que ha sido su arte en la vida de tantas personas. 

Bueno, sobre este track, la verdad no sé que tengo aquí. ¿Es un remix? ¿Un mash-up? ¿Un collage sonoro? En cierta forma, me recuerda a la "Guía de orquesta para jóvenes" de Britten, aunque más juguetona. Tal vez sea eso, un juego, uno que me ha divertido mucho, debo decir. No es como lo pensé inicialmente, pero creo que así esta mejor. Esa es parte de la diversión.

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Fuente de los samples utilizados:
･ Narración: Talía Marcela. Samples de voz extraídos de "¿Puedo hacerlo yo?" (できるかな?).
･ Tema orquestal y bajo: "Prism Flash (M17)", compuesto por Kohei Tanaka. Extraido de "Choushinsei Flashman".
･ Tema de cuerdas: "Athena's Love", compuesto por Seiji Yokoyama. Extraído de "Saint Seiya".
･ "Eyecatch 1", compuesto por Takeo Watanabe. Extraído de "Candy Candy".

Piano y teclados interprados por Thomas O'Higgins Horna
Producido y mezclado en Kolima Forest Studios.
Carátula por mí, gracias Noppo-sensei.

Dedicado a Ei Takami, Jun Imura, Seiji Yokoyama, Kohei Tanaka, Talía Marcela, Masami Kurumada y Shotaro Ishinomori.

Dekirukana 95

another guitar tested

"We shall forget by day, except

The moments when we choose to play
The imagined pine, the imagined jay."

The Man with the Blue Guitar is a poem published in 1937 by Wallace Stevens. It is divided into thirty-three brief sections, or cantos. In the poem, an unnamed "they" says, of the titular man, "you do not play things as they are", sparking a prolonged meditation on the nature of art, performance, and imagination.

The Man with the Blue Guitar - imagined pine

It never fails,
whether heads or tails.
Broken men with busted sails.
Exhausted without quit,
it's gone to hell, 
but they won't sit,
not when there's something left,
yet to do.
less spoken the more efficient crew,
the less shit piles to wade through.
Walk through if I may say,
It's better to zip the lips,
than sink ships.
Dawning upon dim occupants,
dawning upon its time,
to mend the sails.
Dawning upon dim occupants,
it's time to retire.

Occupants

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⭕️ I Might Be a Cyber Punk, Too… or a Rabbit — if true // Big Birds Moondance
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Heads up: This ain’t real, though it might seem close — inspired by… yeah, I gotta tread lightly here, no joke 👉🏽🙇🏻🌊🎧🔥⭕️💫🗣️🧚‍♀️👹🧨😜🫵🏽🫶🏽
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Just saying:
Any matches to real folk are accidental — inspired by the streets… so I gotta keep it clean, watch my back 🎧🔥⭕️💫🗣️🧚‍♀️👹🧨😜🫵🏽
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Notice:
Any likeness to people, alive or gone, is all just coincidence — inspired though, so I gotta keep it tight, ya dig? 🎧🔥⭕️💫🗣️🧚‍♀️👹🧨

Warning:
All characters are pure fiction, but inspired by truth — now I gotta be careful, straight up, no cap 🙇🏻🌊🎧🔥⭕️🙇🏻🌊🎧🔥⭕️🙇🏻🌊🎧🔥
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Disclaimer:
Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental — inspired by real life... now, I better watch my step, you feel me?
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I Might Be a Cyber Punk, Too… or a Rabbit — if true
Big Birds Moondance
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Dreamt, written, fictionalived, confused and brushed up, mixed and fixed by
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports
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Big Birds Moondance is a dance between
the mobygratis library tune Big Birds and the
Cavaliere Spruzzi DJ set Moondance — an excerpt
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visit Cavaliere Spruzzi's profile https://soundcloud.com/user-528168900-123902670
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fictionalive playlist Cavaliere Spruzzi, Guardian of the Grooves
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/sets/cavaliere-spruzzi-guardian-1
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fusion of it all — 
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media report
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written December 2024
dropped July 17th, 2025
time: 05:05 am
Central European hot summer time
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fair use only

I Might Be a Cyber Punk, Too… or a Rabbit — if true // Big Birds Moondance

A new song inspired by a friend's post today..... "We are living with the impact of anger and refusing to listen and truly hear each other. The culture of avoiding politics and religion for fear of conflict has atrophied our muscles for truly listening and having productive and effective dialogue with anyone.
“[Republican pollster ]Luntz: And in 2014, I got it. I got how awful our country already was with each other. And that’s because all these focus groups I was doing would degenerate into delegitimization, dehumanization. It was all the bad that we were to come to see 24 months later. And the reason why I saw it is because I heard it. Because I did these focus groups—not the polling. I have to sit with people and see them. 
First, the arms get folded. Then the head starts to nod back and forth in a rejection of what they’re hearing. Then the eyes roll and the head goes back, and at that moment they’re getting ready to be disrespectful, disingenuous. I see it coming. And I saw this again and again and again. And my issue is, I don’t know how to fix it.”

Lyrics:
In a world so loud, and the skies so grey
We’re walking' on the edge, trying to find our way
Got our hearts on our sleeves, but we carry our scars
Points of view like highways, twisting in the dark

Listen, listen, listen, if only we could try
With our walls drawn high, we’re just passing by
It’s hard to stay calm when opinions collide
But maybe in the silence, we could turn the tide

We fold our arms tight, nod our heads in vain
Rollin' our eyes at the sound of the rain
But the pain is out there, just behind our doors
Wrapped up in anger that we can’t ignore
                                                         
We try to understand and contemplate
But we end up fighting while our worlds separate
Prepare for the battle and the name calling game
But the love we ignore keeps calling out our name

Listen, listen, listen, with every breath we try
Let us close our eyes, and say goodbye
To the anger and pain that remains
With every chance let us be free of disdain

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: gravity cut

Listen, Listen, Listen

Really cool backing track provided by Patagonik Tracks ==> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QnXMdboNYBw

NO PLACE TO FALL
Got a bum shoulder
Got a bum hip
If I’m not careful
I could lose my grip
Got an old house
Has a high rent
Frugal as I am
Money’s all spent

CHORUS
Got no lover in my life
Got no love at all
Got no lover in my life
Got no place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall

I’m no Feminazi
Never have I been
Be damned to find a man
I can love again
Because it’s true
Get to a certain age
Like pickin’ through leftovers
Just frogs to engage

Got no lover in my life
Got no love at all
Got no lover in my life
Got no place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall

Findin’ a friend
Like diggin’ for gold
If you get lucky
Won’t die in the cold
The friends I had
Scattered, dyin’ or dead
Got just one brother
Leaves me cryin’ in my bed

Got no lover in my life
Got no love at all
Got no lover in my life
Got no place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall

[Music]

Got a bum shoulder
Got a bum hip
If I’m not careful
I could lose my grip
Got an old house
Has a high rent
Frugal as I am
Money’s all spent

Got no lover in my life
Got no love at all
Got no lover in my life
Got no place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall

Got no lover in my life
Got no love at all
Got no lover in my life
Got no place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall
Got no place to fall

Got no lover in my life
Got no love at all
Got no lover in my life
Got no place to fall
No place to fall
No place to fall..

© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved


NO PLACE TO FALL

Looking backward! I am starting a collection (playlist) of covers of some of my early tracks on Soundcloud, at a time when I was singing and playing a uke/guitar. I often referred to them as "me and my uke"  or "me and my guitar". I did get some very nice comments on many of these but covering the tracks on Suno has smashed the originals in my own view. This is one of those covers, and incidentally one of my most listened to tracks. It is purely for my own pleasure but maybe you will enjoy these updated trracks.

After You've Gone (cover) (remix2025)

SPITROAST

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Manifesto

We Declare:

    That the suffering in Gaza is not a distant conflict but a wound in the conscience of humanity.

    That silence and political games by so-called Western defenders of democracy are betrayal incarnate.

    That art, music, and truth must tear through walls of apathy, breaking chains with sound and spirit.

    That to remain silent is to support the erasure of life itself.

    That we rise—voices united, hearts aflame—to amplify those crushed under siege, to shatter the walls of oppression.

    That every beat, every echo, every lyric becomes a rebellion against forgetting.

    That through collective awakening, we reclaim not just Gaza’s future but the soul of humanity.

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/ : fictionalive, August 16, 2025 - 4:21 pm

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Disclaimer: Ladies and gentlemen, and anyone who needs a special mention, I'm throwing caution to the wind and speaking out about this chaos. I'm going live, ready or not. So, sit back, relax, and try to enjoy - it's all for your own good.
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"NOTHING UNDER THE SUN IS NOT PART OF CREATION, NOR IS IT NOT CREATION ITSELF—IT'S ONLY WHAT YOU MAKE IT. NO JUDGES, NO DIVIDES—UNITY." 
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For This Is The Voyage, The Legend, The Song – Where We Belong
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"NOTHING UNDER THE SUN IS NOT PART OF CREATION, NOR IS IT NOT CREATION ITSELF—IT'S ONLY WHAT YOU MAKE IT. NO JUDGES, NO DIVIDES—UNITY."

1. Philosophical and Metaphysical Context

This phrase operates on a profound metaphysical premise rooted in ancient and modern spiritual thought: the idea that everything within existence ("under the sun") is inherently part of creation, yet simultaneously defies a simple binary of "creation" and "non-creation." The double negation — “is not not part” and “is not not creation” — serves as a dialectical device emphasizing paradox rather than straightforward affirmation or denial.

Nothing exists outside creation’s domain. All that "is" is both a part and a reflection of the creative whole — but perhaps creation is not a static “thing.”

It touches on panentheism or even non-dualism, suggesting creation transcends our binary modes of thought.

In this sense, the phrase challenges rigid ontologies. It rejects compartmentalization — what we consider ‘created’ vs. ‘uncreated’ is a false dichotomy.

2. Existential and Constructivist Overtones

The clause “It’s only what you make it” signifies a turn from metaphysical absolutes to personal agency and interpretation.

Creation is not a fixed category but a creative, subjective, and participatory process.

Reality is texturized by human meaning-making — your perception, actions, and judgments shape what ‘is.’

This brings in vibes of existentialism and constructivism, affirming our power and responsibility in shaping the world and imbuing it with meaning.

3. The Ethics of Judgment and Division

“No judges, no divides” strikes a moral and social chord:

It calls for radical acceptance — no external or internal authority imposes judgment.

It opposes division, sectarianism, or exclusion based on arbitrary or prejudiced distinctions.
This has echoes of universalist humanism and inclusive ethics, a plea for unity beyond fractured identities, labels, or separations.

4. Final Summation: Unity as a Creational Ethos

The closing refrain “UNITY” serves as the conceptual apex:
Unity is not merely a formal condition but an existential and creational ethos, holding the paradoxical unity of all existence despite apparent differences or judgments.
It is a call to embrace multiplicity without fragmentation — wholeness that contains diversity.

Style and Rhetoric

Paradox and Double Negatives: The use of double negatives (“not not”) is daring and poetic, evoking the style of Zen koans or 
Hegelian dialectics — prompting reflection rather than offering a direct statement. It challenges the reader to dwell in ambiguity and complexity.

Capitalization and Punctuation: The em dash creates dramatic pauses, underscoring the key thematic shifts; the capitalized “UNITY” acts as a powerful, summative slogan or mantra.

Economy of Words: Despite its complexity, the phrase remains succinct, poetic, and emphatic—a hallmark of impactful philosophical proclamations.

Cultural & Literary Resonances

Biblical Allusions: “Under the sun” recalls the Book of Ecclesiastes, with its contemplations on the nature of existence. This embeds the phrase within a long tradition of existential inquiry.

Contemporary Spirituality: The phrase resonates with New Age and postmodern spiritual ideas emphasizing non-duality, co-creation, and global unity.

Political and Social Dimensions: In a world segmented by ideologies and conflicts, “no judges, no divides” can serve as a subtle political manifesto for peace and acceptance.

I Might Be a Cyber Punk, Too… or a Rabbit — if true // Big Birds Moondance

fictionalive ⭕️ UNITY