Leuk om jouw gedichtverklanking te horen. Prachtig dat Duits.

it feels like I'm in a recliner chair and it reclines to the floor, so laid back, always enjoy my visits here, well done Michael and Dennis

Thanks for posting ur music on this group!!

@michaelbergweiler: Danke! Es war genau das, was ich suchte, als ich in der Mitte des Liedes war. Deine Sprache hat etwas 'melancholisches' und ist sehr gut ein zu fassen (ist das gut Deutsch?) mit der Klang von flowermouth ;-)

excellent this music and poetry fitting nicely together, what a great voice Michael Bergweiler has!

A beautiful collaboration! A good poem pleasantly spoken, excellently carried by a subtle beautiful music.

Space

Toxic- Melanie Martinez (Cestladore Remix)

In 1887 when he was 21, and before before his famous Gymnopodies and Gnossiennes had been completed, Erik Satie composed this first Sarabande as one of three he wrote for piano. At the time he was an impoverished conservatory dropout making his living as a piano player in bohemian taverns and cabarets like Le Chat Noir. The Sarabandes were not published until 1911 with the support of Ravel who also introduced and performed the second Sarabande in concert in 1911. Satie's sometime friend Debussy wrote orchestral arrangements of the piano Gymnopodies in 1897 and conducted them to Satie's great acclaim in 1911 in Paris. Here Berkeley composer Guillaume Pearson has written a lovely orchestral arrangement to accompany my two guitar version of Satie's 1st Sarabande. Hope you enjoy the quiet mystery and captivating harmony that attracted me.

listen to more of Guillaume's beautiful soundtracks here:
https://soundcloud.com/guillaumelecompositeur/tracks

cover artwork Matisse La Musique

Erik Satie 1st Sarabande

Original by Simon&Garfunkel     Written by Paul Simon
(it is not me playing the piano)

The Sound Of Silence (cover)

Download: www.jamesfrost.bandcamp.com
Mailing List: eepurl.com/yknaj

All my life I been, 
out here, 
at the mercy of weather 

In this wilderness, 
with just a kiss, 
that would kill for the harbour 

I have notched my mast, 
‘til it lays broken, 
but who’ll have the last laugh, who’ll have the last laugh... 

I am the Rolling Thunder, I am the Bitter Wind 
I am the Rolling Thunder, but in the end 
Only I win 

Oh my mind it swims, 
I am drunk, 
on the sea salt water 

Many nights have passed, 
in this silence, 
that drips through the hourglass, drips through the hourglass... 

I am the Rolling Thunder, I am the Bitter Wind 
I am the Rolling Thunder, but in the end 
Only I win

~

Written by James Frost
Produced by Clive Langer
Additional production by Owen Morgan
Mastered by Eric James at Philosophers Barn Mastering

Vocal, guitar: James Frost 
Bass: Hannah Maiden 
Drums: James Bird 
Arco bass, piano, electric guitar: Owen Morgan 
Harmonies: Joel Gregory, Jess Carmody

Painting: Richard Wade www.richardwadeartist.co.uk

Contact: james@jamesfrostmusic.com

Copyright James Frost 2014: all rights reserved

Buy from Bandcamp

Rolling Thunder

Poetry and recitation by Michael Bergweiler
("Last chance for a slow dance")
https://soundcloud.com/michaelbergweiler

Music by flowermouth.

Tod.
Ich dachte
es heisst Abschied nehmen.
Oder das Finden von Metamorphosen,
Möglichkeiten und Varianten
In diesem Lichtschacht,
Balkone stockwerkehoch,
Kinderlaute, Frühjahrszucken,
Ein Tisch, ein Wiedersehen.
Freude und zwanzigmaliges Lächeln
wie ich es lange nicht sah.
Es ist, es war, es ist, es war

Traum.
Dann wacht man auf
bemerkt den Lichtschacht,
vermerkt: “gib acht,
du lässt wieder etwas sterben”
bleibt der Tunnel, und an dessen Ende

Nichts.
Laken wieder seitlich werfen,
Kissenberge, Bettkantenhoch.
Katzenschnurren, Dachfensterschimmer.
Kein Lächeln noch ein Wiedersehen.
Erkenntnis, zweihundertfaches: Ach was soll’s
du bist dreimal gegangen, nur manchesmal halb hergekommen.
So an als wärst Du gestorben:
Es fühlt sich, es fühlte, es fühlt sich, es fühlte, es fühlt sich immer
Du Geist.
such mich heim, schreib nur klein.
ich kenn Dich da warst Du wärmer.
In dieser Kälte fällt das Trauern leicht:
Du lebst und doch verendet alles langsam
wie ein Grab, es lebt in mir. Es zwingt zur Pflege, es
will das Wasser und die Blumen, es will Gedenken es kriegt
manchmal drei - okay nein dreihundert Tränen.
Die Träume behalte ich, sie sind echter als
Dein Tod.
Leb wohl. Oder nicht.
Dich liebe ich, Dich lieb’ ich nicht, Dich liebe ich, Dich lieb’ ich nicht
Reise.
Deutschland, echt, wird mir zu eng.
Überall nur Gräber, überall dein neuer Schein
Auf die Insel komm ich nicht, die Stadt sie ist für drei zu klein.
Rucksäcke find ich gut, man hebt sie auf,
man legt sie später ab.
Schlafsäcke find ich gut, man legt sich rein,
will gewärmt nie wieder raus.
Einen Kontinent, den nehm ich mir!
Stadt und Insel genügt mir nicht, Winterkind.
Wie Feuer, unter meiner Reise sturmverbrannt,
indische Erde, unberührt von Dir.
Einen ganzen Kontinent nehm ich mir,
und heb’ ganz neue Gräber aus.

Leb wohl. Oder nicht.

(aufgenommen von C. Bethge, Rama Tonstudio, Mannheim)


Unberührt von dir(feat. Michael Bergweiler)

Comptine pour âmes en peine

Comme une libellule

The last track from my Echoes From The Wastelands EP!

Apart from the piano this track was created using only the Arturia Microfreak Synth.

Plugins used:
Spitfire Audio Labs - Soft Piano
Line 6 Helix Native for the modulation effects

Cover photo generated by A.I

Sunlight Through An Ashen Sky

Bad things don't break close to home, close the blinds
Turn the T.V. on, sleep on the couch
Freaks still rumble, stuff going down 'neath my nose

There was a shooting at the park
After dark anything can happen
Police can't be everywhere at once

Still pretty sure nothing gonna break, avoid the news
At every cost, anything I don't know aint gonna hurt me
Anything I don't know I don't need to know

Lawless society is a no-mans-land
Destroy everything
Sit and watch as all this play on the screen

08-07-2024

A Shooting At The Park

simple song about a simple time way back when
#lofi   #first love  #losing yer VitaminC

Tangerine
                                                                                     
Well I was thinking of how we used to play                                        
Oh so many years ago
Made up some silly names
No one knew what we meant
Where did that time with you go

I recall you had a passion for those fruits
Called me your Red Raspberry Toy
You were my mashed Banana Girl
Well that really cracked you up
And I was your Cherry Baby Boy

Then our time was over when you said                                                                        
Your Daddy’s gonna move the family west
On that final day, you pleaded, “Hold me Sugar Plum,
and whisper the name I like the best”

Tangerine, Let me be  the Apple of your eye
My Tangerine, I’m sticky and sweet, your guy
Oh Tangerine, my first love
Now say goodbye

You sent me letters saying you’d always wait for me
Using veggie names to cheer me up
I became your Broccoli 
and I christened you Sweet Pea
It was all I had but it was enough

Saying when can I see you my Cauliflower Queen
I would call you up but we couldn't talk for long
Paying by the minute, those long distance charges added up 
There was only time for me to sing your favorite song

Tangerine, I wanna  be the Apple of your eye
My Tangerine I’ll always be sticky and sweet, your guy
Tangerine, you were my first love 
Now say goodbye
Goodbye





Tangerine

Cast of Characters:

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick four string fretless bass, vocals, lyrics, and seed idea
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson custom T electric guitar
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – clavinet and VST sax     
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- Yamaha Genos 2 electric piano voice and lead organ
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar, mix, and production
Eclectic Collective -- composition

This song started its life as one of a batch of bass lines Josh came up with around the New Year holiday. He recorded it to a rudimentary drum loop, which Ken replaced perfectly with his own beat. JJ was the next up, bringing his magical organ into the mix. He had to replace it, though, after discussions within the group about the overall form, particularly a suggestion from Stephen that led to the formation of the choruses. He joined the project next, adding his fuzzy, foundational guitar you hear underlying the entire song. Not to miss out on the guitaring, Tez came up with the ethereal guitar fills that float around in there. Mark came after Tez with his textural wah clavinet, also adding the wonderful sax solo you hear in the middle.
After it was done musically, Josh went back and wrote some lyrics and sang them, too.
Once it was in the can, we asked Tez to do the honors of mixing it for us, which he did in his always expert fashion.
This is a fine example of the Eclectic Collective coming together to create a heartfelt song. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by Josh Clary:

Sometimes I think about
Things we used to talk about
Now I have to go without
Ever looking at your face x2

But I want you near me
Wish that you could hear me

What if we could ever reach
Out to the other each
But what would we say?
Is it just another routine day? x2

It makes my heart hurt bad
When I think of what I had
Now you’ve slipped away
Seems I saw you just the other day

Life can be really cruel
And I can be a fool
But I wish there were a way
I could hear what you would say

Loss (The Eclectic Collective)

Recorded and produced in Studio One Pro using various sound libraries, a Komplete Kontrol S49 Keyboard, a PRS Custom 24 guitar, and a Sire Larry Carlton S10 guitar, played through my Line 6 Helix.

Where Do We Go From Here?

Mysterious strings

Jacob Kirkegaard - Arc (excerpt)

David Bowie - Space Oddity vinyl (2015 Remaster)

flowermouth = melancholic electronic music with spoken word poetry. 'flowermouth' refers to No-Man's inspirational debut album (Tim Bowness/ Steven Wilson)
flowermouth's hometown is Eindhoven, where the very first pioneers of electronic music started in 1957: Room 306, Basement Phillips Natlab Factory.

I like to add poetry, vocals, guitar and fieldrecordings from other artists to my songs.
The main instruments I play are bassguitar and keys.
Great that you've visited flowermouth's Cloud and if you would like to lend me your voice, guitar or something else please contact me. I love to collaborate.

flowermouth/ Dennis Ramler on Bandcamp: www.dennisramler.bandcamp.com
After flowermouth's debut album  -Drift- (2012) he released -Grey Façades- 
(2016) -  with spoken word poetry on every single track by various artists. Some of his tracks were broadcasted by BBC-6 Radio, Dutch Radio (B-FM) and published by American Art Magazines like -Moonchild and Theta Wave. Early 2021 his third album came out: "In a breath's length". Again with the help from American, Brittish, and for the first time also Dutch poets.

Unberührt von dir(feat. Michael Bergweiler)

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