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The Rainbow and the Pyramid. Meet your Mind for a Breakdown....sometimes you have to Lose it, to find out who you Are! But make it Fun and stay Safe.
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To Rise in Truth and Realise
The Ways that we must Compromise
We feel the Shadows start to Lift
As we Accept this Awesome Gift
We Lift ourselves to Higher Ground
In Depth ...this is no Hollow sound
And when we make our notes of Choice
Our Music is Eternal Voice

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All Vocals by SolarRae🎤

Guitar Work and Mix by Dave Bayes🎸
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Rainbow Pyramid

Your Mind

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Lyrik: (The English translation is below the German lyrics)
Volle Straßen, leere Blicke
Angst kriecht durch die Luft wie Gift
Ignoranz triumphiert lautstark
Wahrheit schweigt, von Lügen übertönt

Algorithmen filtern unsre Sicht
In Echokammern stirbt das freie Denken
(Wohin treibt uns dieser digitale Strom?)
(Verlieren wir uns in der Datenwelt?)

Am Abgrund stehen wir
Die Welt in Flammen, Vernunft zerfällt
Doch in der Dunkelheit
Glimmt noch ein Funke Hoffnung, unser Glück
(Erwache, Mensch, es ist noch nicht zu spät)
(Dein Herz und Geist können die Wende bringen)

Charismatisch locken Demagogen
Verkaufen Furcht als neue Wahrheit
In sozialen Netzen blind gefangen
Vergessen wir die Menschlichkeit

Empathie wird als Schwäche gebrandmarkt
Grenzen dicht, Mauern aus Vorurteil
(Ist dies der Preis des Fortschritts?)
(Haben wir unsere Seele schon verloren?)

Am Abgrund stehen wir
Die Welt in Flammen, Vernunft zerfällt
Doch in der Dunkelheit
Glimmt noch ein Funke Hoffnung, unser Glück
(Erwache, Mensch, es ist noch nicht zu spät)
(Dein Herz und Geist können die Wende bringen)

In verborgenen Räumen lodert noch das Licht
Der Wissenschaft, der Kunst, des freien Geistes
Hüter des Wissens in finsterer Zeit
Bewahren, was uns wahrhaft menschlich macht

Am Scheideweg steht unsre Welt
Zerfall oder Neuanfang?
Die Wahl liegt in der Hand von jedem
Ignoranz oder Vernunft und Mitgefühl

Am Abgrund stehen wir
Die Welt in Flammen, Vernunft zerfällt
Doch in der Dunkelheit
Glimmt noch ein Funke Hoffnung, unser Glück
(Erwache, Mensch, es ist noch nicht zu spät)
(Dein Herz und Geist können die Wende bringen)

Die Zukunft formt sich jetzt und hier
In deinen Händen liegt die Macht
Erhebe deine Stimme, handele weise
(Mensch, entscheide dich für's Gute)
Für Mitgefühl und wahre Weisheit
(Gemeinsam wenden wir das Blatt!)


English-Translation:
Crowded streets, empty gazes
Fear creeps through the air like poison
Ignorance triumphs loudly
Truth is silent, drowned out by lies

Algorithms filter our vision
Free thinking dies in echo chambers
(Where is this digital stream taking us?)
(Are we losing ourselves in the world of data?)

We are standing on the precipice
The world in flames, reason crumbles
But in the darkness
A spark of hope still glows, our happiness
(Awake, man, it's not too late)
(Your heart and mind can turn the tide)

Charismatic demagogues lure
Selling fear as the new truth
Blindly trapped in social networks
Let's forget humanity

Empathy is branded as weakness
Borders closed, walls of prejudice
(Is this the price of progress?)
(Have we already lost our soul?)

We stand on the precipice
The world in flames, reason crumbles
But in the darkness
A spark of hope still glows, our happiness
(Awake, man, it's not too late)
(Your heart and mind can turn the tide)

In hidden rooms the light still blazes
Of science, of art, of the free spirit
Guardians of knowledge in dark times
Preserving what makes us truly human

Our world is at a crossroads
Decay or a new beginning?
The choice is in everyone's hands
Ignorance or reason and compassion

We stand on the precipice
The world in flames, reason crumbles
But in the darkness
A spark of hope still glows, our happiness
(Awake, man, it's not too late)
(Your heart and mind can turn the tide)

The future is forming here and now
In your hands lies the power
Raise your voice, act wisely
(Man, choose the good)
For compassion and true wisdom
(Together we turn the tide!)

Es ist nicht zu spät

Dancing Echoes

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Dear friends - YES - another protest song!

Where are we going

I thought one day that the year twentyfive will be fine
the last year was a terrible year
In our country some youngsters did go the wrong way
and where are we going in our sweet land


There are some criminals who lure some boys and girls on the net
they promise them a fortune if they
blow up or kill any person who are standing in their way
ooh - where are we going in our sweet land

The present world order seems to change to a more cruel one
there are dictators who seem to win at the end
the right wings in the politics seem to be prominent
and where are You going America

Where Are We Going  - 2025-03-01 16.43 (Lyrics in description)

PLEASE NOTE: this is an .mp3 file only since higher quality .wav files are currently not uploading on soundcloud

method: to distract me from the everyday task of fighting demons of the mind,  I set out with a gregorian version, only to understand that my voice was not up to standards and expectations. You can still hear that choral in the background. Well, gregorian monks might might have actually sounded like that – not everyone is a pitch creature after all. After postponing some iterations to enjoy creating UP UP AND OUT with Jeff (and assissting in setting the next project on good tracks), I  then added layers to better match what my mind heard to what the headphones belted out. Somehow, I did not let go of the initial composition, though – feeling attached to its disjointed, squealing humanity. Call me sentimental and you’re right. I also just felt like taking this ride on the RC-505, rediscovering my former companion from hitherto unexplored angles ;-) 

Narration: the poem is about an evolution – or a journey to the sea – whatever you prefer to call it. having become aware of the circumstance that I am more of a liability than an asset in certain processes, I found myself in the clutches of a transformation that needed processing itself – and a good deal of sublimation, I guess. 

Image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

all the hardly humid barrens
harbour time in arid sands

while the early einkorn seedlings
of the floodlands sway and bend

and the tides bring tidal tidings
weighing vapour, thermal scales

ah, the oceans, giant oceans
breathing water, water whales

isosem

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Down (Long Play)

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Daveed's - Down (Long Play)

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Elemental Vol. 1 moves through earth, air, fire, and water not as metaphors but as emotional states. The songs drift like weather systems, mixing tenderness with atmosphere - acoustic guitars and field-warm vocals meeting the pulse of understated techno rhythms. The production is deliberately porous: wood and wire breathing alongside soft synths and spectral drum-machine traces. It's an "acoustic techno" album in the sense that rhythm and resonance share the same dirt. The songs carry the physical textures of wind in rafters, gravel underfoot, or rain on a roof, yet they shimmer with digital light. This meeting of folk intimacy and electronic timbres gives the album its peculiar gravity - part back-porch confession, part after-hours heartbeat.

Lyrically, Elemental Vol. 1 abandons conventional pop architecture. Instead of verse–chorus–bridge repetition, each piece unfolds as a field poem - free-form, continuous, and responsive to its own inner weather. The writing treats structure as tide rather than grid: refrains return when they need to, not when they're told to. This openness lets the language breathe in sync with the natural imagery that drives it - storms, light, stone, silence - and invites listeners to inhabit the songs as evolving spaces rather than predictable forms. Across the various mixes of its six song poems - We Learn the Sky, Don't Sightsee This Heart, Be a Storm in Me, Til the Heat Is Gone, You Happen Like Weather, and Wild Gifts - the album traces the cycles of intimacy and impermanence, finding in their motion the same quiet power that turns seasons, wheels, and hearts.

You Happen Like Weather (II)

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