This has such charm Frank. I love the nursery rhyme feel in the vocal melody - creates a nice memorable rhythm/hook. Thank you for your track LIKE; consider following - I follow back

Nat Daniels: Vocals, Piano
Daniel Rodríguez:  Cello
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mix & Master
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars & Bass

A million thanks to Nat for these beautiful, emotional vocals and that wonderful piano. Something that we need more than ever in these days is comfort. And that's what this song is about. Thanks for listening!

Let The Girls Sing

Comfort  ft. NAT DANIELS

The Tabula Smaragdina (stressed tábula smarágdina, Latin for "emerald tablet") is a text traditionally attributed to Hermes Trismegistos, which forms the philosophical basis of Hermeticism and is considered the foundational text of alchemy.

The Tabula is one of the most famous texts of alchemical and hermetic literature. The twelve or so dark, allegorical sentences reflect the idea of a interrelation between the microcosm and the macrocosm. That which is below is like that which is above, and that which is above is like that which is below, an eternal miracle of the One.

The oldest extant version of the text is found in the appendix to a 6th century Arabic manuscript. Translated into Latin in the 12th century, the Tabula was commented on and received by many alchemists in the Middle Ages and increasingly in the Renaissance period. Even after the emergence of modern natural sciences, its fascination, at least for occultists and esotericists, remained unbroken until the present day.

Die Tabula Smaragdina (betont tábula smarágdina, lateinisch für „smaragdene Tafel“) ist ein traditionell dem Hermes Trismegistos zugeschriebener Text, der die philosophische Basis der Hermetik bildet und als Grundlagentext der Alchemie gilt.

Die Tabula ist einer der berühmtesten Texte alchemistischer und hermetischer Literatur. In den rund zwölf dunklen, allegorischen Sätzen spiegelt sich die Vorstellung eines Zusammenhangs von Mikrokosmos und Makrokosmos. Das was unten ist, ist wie das, was oben ist, und das was oben ist, ist wie das was unten ist, ein ewig dauerndes Wunder des Einen.

Die älteste erhaltene Textversion findet sich im Anhang zu einem arabischen Manuskript des 6. Jahrhunderts. Im 12. Jahrhundert ins Lateinische übersetzt, wurde die Tabula im Mittelalter und verstärkt im Zeitalter der Renaissance von vielen Alchemisten kommentiert und rezipiert. Auch nach Entstehung der modernen Naturwissenschaften blieb ihre Faszination zumindest auf Okkultisten und Esoteriker bis in die Gegenwart ungebrochen.

Tabula Smaragdina

I recently renovated this one. An instrumental, with moments where you can tap along, and slower reflective moments. It signifies the ebb and flow of a workday. So I named it Working Day!

Working Day

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually, as part of a future solo album)

Latin, literally ‘not having control of one's mind’.

If there was ever a time in my life when I questioned the sanity of the world, this would be it. So many things are not working; and so many people in power seem to want to keep it that way. How does one maintain hope (and provide others hopeful ideas), when the daily news tells such a different story? At what point do the hopeful messages just feel out of touch, rather than helpful?

Bo Burnham’s comedy special ‘Inside’ (on Netflix, but you can find several skits on YouTube as well) should be recommended viewing for all human beings right now. It’s a brilliantly insightful and snarky view of the world we live in, and a candid peek into his struggles facing that world. Half charming, half alarming… he is unapologetic and razor sharp in how he interprets the modern age. Here’s a line from one of the opening songs that really hit home for me:

"The more I look, the more I see nothing to joke about. Is comedy over? Should I leave you alone? Cause really who's gonna go for joking at a time like this? Should I be joking at a time like this? I wanna help to leave this world better than I found it. And I fear that comedy won't help, and the fear is not unfounded."

This so accurately summarizes how I feel right now. Is what I’m doing helping? Or does (you pick the hot topic driving you nuts at the moment) seem so out of control, that I seem out of touch with reality… trumpeting loving and hopeful messages in the face of the chaos? 

In the end, I feel there are only two paths available to us at any given time; activity and inactivity. I don’t know that the specific activity matters as much as the drive and purpose behind that activity. I suspect the point is simply to do anything positive that tells the universe where your heart and intent are focused. The alternative… inactivity probably looks a lot like freezing in your tracks, getting lost in fear (or anger, which I consider a sub-category of fear)… and refusing to (or feeling like you can’t) move forward. It’s pretty easy to imagine how that energy won’t be helping anyone… especially you.

So maybe it’s as simple as just doing something that seems meaningful to you. Maybe that means protesting. Or donating to causes that align with your values. It might be conserving water, limiting waste, and recycling. Perhaps it’s providing your services and skills to someone in need; or simply smiling at someone as you pass them on the street. And it can also take the form of artistic and creative expression; a valuable offering for people in need of evocative images, sounds and ideas. All of these things hold power. And all are important in my mind. So rather than questioning whether we’re doing the right things, or enough of the right things… maybe we just need to follow our hearts (not our minds), and see where that leads us. Our hearts already seem to know us better than we know ourselves anyway. Let’s try trusting that little fellow, and see where it takes us.

I hope you enjoy my latest sonic adventure, ‘Non Compos Mentis’. :)

WTF! The Musical

Non Compos Mentis

Uprising in Blue

Lyrics:

Do You feel empowered, or do you feel like you're enslaved?
Do your dreams grow and flower, or do they burn in raging flames in your mind?
Do you feel empowered?

You say your letting go
And you don’t want to know
But what you need to know
Is that you belong

Don’t say your letting go
Just say you want to know
But you say 'it’s all gone wrong'

Spending your time
In the sorrow
Where you’ll never know how far you can go
You're never gonna know
If you say you’re letting go
But I know you know
I’m here for you now

Does your heart beat in wonder, or does it feel like it's been drained?
Are you living your life like thunder, or do you hide and feel ashamed in your mind?

Do you feel empowered? 
Please don't feel like your enslaved
Let your dreams grow and flower
Don't let them burn in raging flames in your mind

Feel empowered

Empowered

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Music and lyrics by Thomas O'Higgins Horna
Performed by FRANK LLOYD.

Cover art by †ॐ

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Machine Blood Machine Heart

Ramsey's Mood

Album sconosciuto (01/05/2021 10:31:01)

Everybody Loves Her

Peter gave me an opportunity to work a little on one of my favorite songs he's done. Dan-DT has also participated with his ideas with Clara, synths and atmosphere.
Many warm thanks Peter, for your generosity, friendship and always cheerful disposition.

Have a lovely journey ;)
You can find more of Peter's songs and poems here: https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040
And you will find more of Dan-DT's lovely music here: https://soundcloud.com/dan-t-3

Ticking

Ticking down the time.
Nowhere at the speed of light,
Nothing in my mind.
A dream of futures past.
Precious in my heart,
But it never came to pass.
Rearranged all my drawers of memory's worn out socks,
Corrected all my broken lifetime's kitchen clocks.
Just ticking down the time.

Ticking down the time.
Backwards at the speed of life,
Burdened in my mind.
Who stole it all away?
The clarity of thought
That defined me yesterday.
Dusted all the volumes on my memory's shelf,
Time-lapsed photographic of my former self.
Just ticking down the time.

Tomorrow calls in shades of black,
I swear these walls are staring back,
We waltz our falls in spiral mime,
Just ticking down the time.

Ticking down the time.
Lights out on the road ahead,
Fog came down behind.
Ready to anoint
The corpse of a life history
Shrivelled to a point.
JPEG'd out the detail of the smiling years,
Algorithmically compressed into this room of tears,
Where I'm just ticking down the time.

Ticking - Peter, Dan-DT & Seagull

Indie rock/folk/whatever ツ



FRANK LLOYD, a music project by Josué Bravo & Thomas O'Higgins Horna.
Band logo by chirimoyachris.

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