This is a track created by RiZLiX called "Anything Goes" with my guitar playing added to it. Thanks to IPG1, FRAWSTAKWA and RiZLiX for welcoming this recording.

RiZLiX featured the legendary vocalists IPG1 and FRAWSTAKWA in its work.
The original sound source for this track is below.

IPG1 X FRAWSTAKWA X RiZLiX - Anything Goes
https://soundcloud.com/rizlix/ipg1-x-frawstakwa-x-rizlix-anything-goes?si=49dd5edb56dc4d3b8365d78903231471&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Anything Goes Vocals 106 BPM
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/anything-goes-vocals-106-bpm?si=305926b2ac484229a750cdd8d3d7cd52&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Frawstakwa – Stbb-110bpm-frawstakwapella
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa/stbb-110bpm-frawstakwapella?si=10cfff4bf183400abfc314c04624d7f4&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

I recommend that anyone learning to play the guitar listen to this piece over and over again, playing the Gm/B♭pentatonic scale in various ways, and trying to find a phrase that you like.

The volume adjustment during mixdown is optimized for the environment when using the earphones that come with the iPhone. If you feel that the volume of the guitar playing in this work is low, please use earphones and check the volume balance of this recording. It seems that earphones other than those that came with the iPhone do not have any problems. When using an Android device and when connecting an audio interface to a PC, I connected inexpensive earphones and confirmed that the guitar volume can be heard at a roughly appropriate balance.

There is another way. I have embedded a SoundCloud player on my blog to introduce my works, but I noticed that this work sounds harder (mid-high tones are clearer) than when played directly in the browser. If the guitar volume seems low or the sound quality sounds cloudy, please open the following and play this recording with the SoundCloud player embedded there.
https://junzo.seesaa.net/article/509999749.html?1738554041

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IPG1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/tracks
FRAWSTAKWA 
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa/tracks
RiZLiX
https://soundcloud.com/rizlix/tracks

IPG1 X FRAWSTAKWA X RiZLiX - Anything Goes - ft.JUNZO on electric guitar

TURN ME INTO A MESS MACHINE (Mighty Boosh tribute) - STEVEN VELLOU & AUDIOBAKE

Listen to the other parts of this series and the upcoming album:
1. https://soundcloud.com/kapellmeister-krause/guilt
2. https://soundcloud.com/kapellmeister-krause/repentance
3. https://soundcloud.com/kapellmeister-krause/forgiveness
5. https://soundcloud.com/kapellmeister-krause/grace

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"Purification" is the fourth piece in a 7-part suite of the upcoming album "Transformation". The sixth piece, “Comfort” is set to be released in december 2025. The full album will be completed in the new year (God willing).

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Created and conducted 2025
by Kapellmeister Krause

Transformation

Purification

Thursday

What happens if "Dust In the Wind" meets "Classical Gas"?  I sought to answer that profound question one morning when I was riffing on an A-minor chord and couldn't think of another way to describe this acoustic concoction. I couldn't think of a better name for it either, but seemed to have a "ballad" feel to it, either about a hero or villain, I'll let you decide, and maybe catch a "catnap" thinking about it:)

Ballad For Acoustic Guitar

After completing the song, I found a noticeable spread between the highest & lowest notes.  So I had a hard time with the vocals.  I could have altered the notes to fit the voice but in the end I decided to go with the original.  Please bear with my singing.

The lyrics is extracted from a lengthy poem I came across on the web.
In the end, perhaps the plot doesn't make much sense anyway.  So let's assume it's just for the sake of making a song.   See what you think.

Thanks much for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Vocals / Programming / Arrangement :  Michael C. Lynn
Lyrics  :  Neruda / Merwin
Electric Guitar Solo :  Dave Cleveland @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
The memory of you emerges from the night around me
The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea

In you the wars and the flights accumulated
From you the wings of the song birds rose

Cold flower heads are raining over my heart
I made the wall of shadow draw back,
Beyond desire I walked on

You swallowed everything, like distance
Like the sea, like time,  in you everything sank
In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wounded,
In you everything sank

The happy hour of assault and the kiss
and spell that blazed like a lighthouse
I raise my song to you

I don't know how you could contain me
in the earth of your soul, in the cross of your arms

You girdled sorrow, you clung to desire,
sadness stunned you, in you everything sank
This was my destiny and in it was the voyage of my longing,
In you everything sank

.... Solo break....

You swallowed everything, like distance
Like the sea, like time,  in you everything sank
In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wounded,
In you everything sank

You girdled sorrow, you clung to desire,
sadness stunned you, in you everything sank
This was my destiny and in it was the voyage of my longing,
In you everything sank
Ah haaaa

In You (Everything Sank)

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...

Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER
🎸J I M🎙️: @user-759566380

Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks

Vocal/iIntro&Final text : DelhyA

J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...


La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui ronge

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide (help!)
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs là qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui

Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées

La tendresse des coups (quelle tendresse?)

Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage muet… où les vagues d'une mer intérieure contenue se brisent en silence...
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I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...

Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away

And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death

lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly

And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death

the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one

who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death

kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions

The tenderness of blows

I can't let them reach that mute shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

La tendresse des coups (with 🎸JIM🎙️and Régis GAUBERT)

Sparks (For two + guitars)

acropolis

The Acropolis is an ancient citadel in Athens, Greece, perched on a rocky hill overlooking the city. Its most famous structure, the Parthenon, is a temple dedicated to Athena, built in the 5th century BCE during Athens' golden age. The Acropolis symbolizes classical Greek architecture and culture, housing other significant structures like the Erechtheion and the Propylaea. It's a UNESCO World Heritage Site, drawing millions for its historical and archaeological value.



ACROPOLIS - ΑΚΡΟΠΟΛΙΣ

Henryk Pachulski  (1859 – 1921)  — Prelude In C Minor Op. 8, No. 1

Henryk Pachulski — Prelude In C Minor

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TURN ME INTO A MESS MACHINE (Mighty Boosh tribute) - STEVEN VELLOU & AUDIOBAKE

Gothic Funk Instrumentals