Name: Slight Weightlessness by FuWatt-2 in WEIGHTLESS TREE ON A LONELY MOON
Duration: 3 min 34 s
Description: If there was a cycle in which gravity changed, just as there was a change in temperature in a year ...

Fabulous mélange of wondrous sounds, delightful!

The syncopation and intense delay are innovative. It's the first time I've heard such wonderful music, where everything, including the rhythm, seems to be contained within the tail of the delay. I think this music can be called "creative."

WEIGHTLESS TREE ON A LONELY MOON

Have fun listening to your lonely night!
Good Night Sweet Dream...
Thank U~~Tot.

Lonely Night

If there was a cycle in which gravity changed, just as there was a change in temperature in a year ...

Slight Weightlessness

Wet Moon

Visible from miles around, an age old, lone sentinel stands atop the ridge.

© 2021 Dairv Dubbleyew

Lime Tree Ridge

Another piece with my friend @Rosindust, the 23rd, so far...
I can't give it a definition of its musical genre, there are many things in it and in these cases I solve the dilemma with a nice tag "World", which in fact means everything and nothing, or maybe only that it's not extraterrestrial music :)
Or maybe, in this case, choosing "World" is just right: a few days ago I was in Marseille, France, it was early in the morning and while everyone was sleeping I received on my cell phone the recording of Tatiana's part from Siberia. I listened to it and I replied: "Thank you! Tonight, in Rome,I'll put it all together and I'll let you know".
A few hours later, she was probably walking in a wood when she listened to the finished track I just sent back. Now it seems normal but, just thinking about something like this, until a few years ago it would have seemed impossible...
The wide world has become a small world.

Here the other collaborations with Tatiana: soundcloud.com/francescocartocci/sets/grazie-tatiana

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

So far so close - with Rosin dust

Synesthesia is main motif for this song, first because of original lyrics, then as I felt like adding it more flavor with female vocals*, & finally when I recently watched some paintings about this matter**.

*Great vocal performance by https://soundcloud.com/maraoldfield is most notorious matter in this piece, where riffing parts toggle with bass-guided proggy ones.

**Due credits to https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling for ad hoc painting of the song’s artwork.

Letra  /  Lyrics:

QUIERO SABER SI HACE CALOR  /  I WANT TO KNOW IF IT IS HOT

En verano, insoportable,  /  In summer, unbearable,
todo está lleno de ruido.  /  everything is full of noise.
El invierno, silencioso,  /  The winter, silent,
que congela los sonidos.  /  which freezes the sounds.

No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold. 
No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

Los días soleados  /  Sunny days
acompañan al estío  /  go along with the summer
y cuando llega el invierno  /  and when the winter comes
el cielo está oscurecido.  /  the sky is darkened.

No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold.
No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

ER24CH04 ©1995 ®2015

Quiero saber si hace calor (Vocals by Mara​Oldfield)

The Academy (open invitation for a collab from IPG1) 
Original Vocals from IPG1:
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/the-academy-vocals-86-bpm
Paploviante: E-Bass, Mix, Mastering, Picture and Music Composition


The Academy IPG1 & Paploviante

■概要(Overview)
熱すぎて溶けてしまうくらいの情熱を持てたらいいね。
PrivateからPublicへ熱心に大名行列する。
I wish I could be so passionate that I would melt.
An enthusiastic procession of feudal lords from private to public.

■video
https://youtu.be/pdM0huA1zaE
※あまり動かないですわ

「溶けるくらいに」Let's get passionate

溶けてしまうくらいに
打ち込めるものがあれば
それだけでいいわ

十二時を過ぎたころに
アタマにあふれる「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
心を解放したならば今

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
本物は自分だけ
燃えるように　溶けてる


好きなものをいくつか
そばに置いておけたなら
それだけでいいわ

人づての言葉信じ
正義の仮面で「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
好きなものだけそばに置いていて

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
映し出されたものは
燃えているか　溶けているか

■Lyrics
If there is something I can devote myself to so much that it melts, that's enough.

After midnight, the words "I hate you" flood my head.
Stop hurting each other. If you free your heart, now.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. The only real thing is yourself.
Melting like it's burning.

If I could just keep a few of the things I like close by, that's enough.

People who believe the words of others who don't know the truth and say "I hate you" under the mask of justice.
Stop hurting each other. Keep only the things you like close by.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. Is the reflected thing burning or melting?

Ignite your passion(溶けるくらいに)

Desperado (cover / Eagles)

I Fly

Full extent of EQUATORIOUS recording on Zoom R24 prior to DAW processes.
(Version on the Windscale Blues Experiment page: https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/equatorious?si=f6d8b199abbc430899b9ed80466c3730&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing )
Recording notes:
[As an experiment saxes were recorded with just left hand - right hand attempting to match on synth....not immediately discernible but it was fun to try....] [Flutes and other synth track played normally!]
Photo by NM.

MOO155M3 Equatorius pre-DAW

The amazingly Valuable Friends joined me as we left the planet:

@rick-4-1 Earthquake Sofa Drums
@janinelevinson Interplanetary Dove Vocals
@phil-mcwalter The Other Burnt Launchpad Stuff

Drums recorded at Mickleton Studio, Coventry UK
Other instruments and vocals recorded at EPG Studios, Chelsea, London, UK
Janine's vocals recorded at The Levinson Sound Studio, LA, Calif, USA
Phil's additional vocals recorded at Anslow Gate Studio, Staffs, UK
ReMixed & ReMastered at EPG.

Thanks to Rob Campling for assisting with string theory.

RUNAWAY STARS - THE UNEXPURGATED CODE

We have a duty to be here
Without us
Who'd see the runaway stars
Who could walk along the beach
Look for seventh waves
And feel the wind up high
We sit and talk all
Through the night
Travel our world and share our castaway finds

We have a duty to be here
To hear the song
Feel the heart of forever
Burning holes within black holes

There is a reason
To turn the page
Quantum runes feed today’s exit phase
We burned new colours
On Launchpad Love
In earthquake sofas seeking twigs from the dove

We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars

Inside our bubble
We heard your tongue
Repeating echoes paraphrase the song

Break

We burnt new colours
On Launchpad Love
In earthquake sofas seeking twigs from the dove

And we have a duty to be here
Without us who would see the runaway stars

Solo

Without us who'd see the runaway stars

And we have a purpose
To exist to hear the song
Feel the heart of forever
Burning holes within black holes

Don’t lay down and rest now
Lift your head
The stars change colour as they drift past your bed
The Sun is expanding
Eternal night
May return to shield our escape flight

We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars

And we have a duty to be here
Without us
Who would see the runaway stars
Who would see the runaway stars
Who would count the runaway stars

© Phil McWalter Aug 2020
Image: Photo taken by James McWalter at Beachy Head where the returning WWII planes knew they had made it back home. AI rockets layered on.

The Runaway Stars - The Unexpurgated Code

Runaway Stars - The Unexpurgated Code

drummers paradise

Paralyzed fern lung drains of ferment. 
Still hollow steel, stainless in moons.
Webbing roots to earth, then wrists. 

Shard bone fragment and fracture. 
Hornet's nest dips and sways.
Neurosis sets the femur mess.
No splint, save the constrictors and boas.
Dew froths a pneumonia.
Exhaust lofts, ascend dreams. 

G-force blackout and the wings shake. 
Outpaced by future portals. 
There is no control. 
Reverberating back to madness. 
An astral fold envelopes death's grin 
be there a fall. 
Drive it from the atrium. 
Slip out a phenomenon. 

Blood pours out of the stall. 
Nothing is sacred. 
No place at all. 

Someone walked out
and the alarm won't stop. 

Words by Riley Robinson

Devil's Greenhouse

Lyrical wrote from my thoughts about the run up to the last general election. Thinking the last clowns made a complete hash of it and the next clowns will do exactly the same.
So who the bloody hell do I vote for. If I don’t vote then I can’t complain if I do vote I fear it will be the wrong choice. Someone told me if I write on the ballot paper none of the above then that still registers as a vote, so at least I tried. 
The idiom "pressure makes diamonds" suggests that adversity and challenges can lead to remarkable outcomes. It implies that difficult situations or intense pressure can bring out a person's best qualities, potential, and resilience, ultimately resulting in something valuable or brilliant, just as diamonds are formed under immense pressure. 
But these idiots under pressure only make dust !
So Conscience Of Kings gives you 
Pressure makes diamonds …..


V1
In plain sight I can see the  red flag’s flying 
So fire away again with compulsive lying 
As I’m high up  here in the middle England 
Rubbing doc leaves on for the stinging

Chorus 
Pressure makes diamonds 
And you just make dust
Pressure makes diamonds x3
Not something we can trust 

V2 
This country make’s stupid people famous 
Then tries to make out that they are somehow blameless 
I have no idea we’re I would put my stupid x 
They will be just as bad as the last I suspect

Break 

Middle8 
There’s a saying in Europe 
And You can look it up
It’s really quite unusual 
Something they don’t trust 

Chorus to finish

Pressure Makes Diamonds ~Conscience Of Kings

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Slight Weightlessness

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