you are one of the finest creative artists on SC, my friend. always original and inventive. 🙏

I sent you a couple of emails. Maybe check your spam folder if you don't see them in your inbox.

Cool eastern meditative vibe here Justin.  Glad you found your foul weather friend:)

What a nice mood to this tune, enjoying the leisurely tempo. Great write-up by the way, love the sentiment you've shared, it's always nice to hear your thoughts and reflections as an accompaniement to the music.

Quirky and surprising …….. love the detail and ominous undertones beneath the jaunty surface. Very cool track Justin :)

perfect pop and reverb on that snare.... Beautiful melodies and great sounds

More food for thought - are fair weather friends actually friends?

LOOKING FOR A TRANCE ANYWHERE IN ANDALUSIA

Here we present this fabulous new song by the great singer songwriter Richard Gonfrier called "Smile To My Lies".
In this track, his wife Delphine also intervenes for the first time with a sensational voice creating a fantastic duo.
At MTM we have been lucky to have done the mixing and mastering of this incredible new composition by this great artist.
You can also listen to it on his Soundcloud account.
From here we thank both Richard and Delphine once again, for trusting us again to be able to do our bit in this wonderful production.

Guitar : Nicolas Gouzeland
Voice : Delphine & Richard
Music, Lyrics, Arrangements : Richard Gonfrier  Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/richardgonfrier/tracks
Mix&Mastering : Freddie M from MTM Productions
Cover Design : Delphine Portier


Lyrics :
Just tell me why you're so kind
Why you think it's worth to try
Hold on tight
Never change your mind
Let me know what's behind
What you need to mystify
All this time
I was colorblind

How can you be so determined
Holding back your tears and smile
To my lies
If I could rewind
All the words that I can find
Giving hope you can't rely
To keep you fine
Always on my side

I've heard it say before
Like a hundred times or more
That secrets learn to war
Let them blow away
Our love we thought so pure
Is now lying on the floor
I'm feeling insecure
I should walk away

Backing 1
Just tell me why you're so kind
How can you be so determined

Backing 2
Listen to your love
We can all lose our way somehow

All rights reserved. Copyrighted with SNAC May 2023
* Mastering True Music * copyright ©. 2023

Smile To My Lies - Richard Gonfrier Feat. Delphine Portier

-> https://andersson-arte.com

Our bodies are enslaved, but our minds and our spirits do not have to be. Do not fear thinking outside what is considered normal, do not fear to think unlike your peers. If they judge you, let them; their opinions are of ill importance; what matters is your heart, what matters is the truth. This physical existence is but only a short chapter in the epic tale of you and I; a tale that connects us all and stretches throughout eternity.

As your lives are spent working day in and day out to reach the a-typical material goals, ask yourself in a deeper sense: are you happy? Do you know true happiness? Or do you merely find comfort within the confines of societal boundaries because it is safer to follow the majority?
	
Liberate your spirit; even if it means being criticised, even if it means being considered abnormal; everyone has the right and/or power to be themselves, we just need to break free from the shackles of fear which hold us back from revealing what is behind the mask.

Kindle eBook

Marty Andersson: From the Archives - Liberation (Spoken Word)

Lyrics-

I'm ready to crawl again. I keep on falling on my head.
And in this sea I'll drown if I can't keep myself from falling down.
When I'm ready to stand again I will never have to pretend
I'm falling down, I'm falling down

When I'm ready to call  your name and get myself back up again
From falling down, from falling down, falling down again

Now I'm ready to walk a mile, slip and fall but I still smile
While falling down Falling down

Now I'm ready to rearrange and won't look back to make the change from falling down, falling down again

Falling Down

Somewhere In Andalusia (For Four guitars)

ANYWHERE OUT OF THE WORLD

I don´t look the same. 512 ( 1992 ) Margareta Theorin - Eddy Mango ( Margareta )

Trance feat. Ryder
Vocals and Lyrics:
Ryderofficial:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22300/trance-travis-scott-type-vocal-160bpm-trap-acapella
Paploviante: E-Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering

Trance feat. Ryder - Paploviante

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually as part of my Foul Weather Friends album)

Hello auditory enthusiasts and fellow friends of the Soundcloud community. Since the world seems perfectly content making up reality as we go along, I thought it might be entertaining to play with a concept or two of my own. Granted, the term ‘Foul Weather Friend’ already exists in the Urban Dictionary. But I feel like they missed the mark, and I want to redefine that term to something better suited for the times.

First, the definition (as I would like to see it):

Foul Weather Friend: A companion who doesn’t have blinders on when it comes to the truth, but who also manages to find light in the darkest of times. That irritating confidant who insists there is always hope and meaning in life; and refuses to give up on you, even when you want to give up on yourself. That frustratingly wise buddy who knows how to make you feel better… even when you don’t want to. 

I admit, it doesn’t take a lot for me to imagine that person, because I lucked out; I married that person (the description is more of a historical document in my case. Thank you, Cheer! You really did save my life).

Unfortunately, I was very much the opposite. I was a frustrated and angry young man, convinced the world just wanted me for my ability to labor and spend money (oh, wait). I was amazingly effective at arguing my points, and profoundly negative about all of it. Cheer had to endure digging through a lot of toxic sludge before finally uncovering the gem. And lucky for me, she had the patience to keep digging… because she saw something in me that I couldn’t see in myself at the time.

Speaking from direct experience, one positive and supportive voice was enough to make me want to be a better person. One person holding my hand through my dark years (and reminding me I was loved and lovable) was enough to inspire me to try harder. And here I am today, feeling amazingly good about most things; and trying my hardest to pay that unconditional love and support forward. That, in my humble opinion, is the power of the Foul Weather Friend. That is the kind of person everyone needs in their life… RIGHT NOW.

But in reality, one negative and critical voice can have quite the opposite effect. Instead of Cheer bringing me up, I could have brought her down with me. And what a terrible thing that would have been. So I suppose that makes this is a two-fold concept. First, we need more Foul Weather Friends in our lives. And second, we need to not be the toxic sludge in theirs. 

In summary, this world needs all the positivity it can get right now. If you don’t have Foul Weather Friends in your life…. actively seek them out. If you are surrounded by toxic sludge, actively choose to stop standing in it (meaning, let go of the people in your life that are more detrimental than they are helpful... including toxic family members). That might sound selfish to some people, and it is. It’s you saying ‘I don’t like the way I feel when I’m around certain people, and I love myself enough to end those relationships.’ It’s less about selfish, and more about self-care. The future is strangely unpredictable at the moment; and we need all the help, hope and love we can get. 

I hope you enjoy my new sonic offering, ‘Foul Weather Friends.’ :)

F.W. Friends

Foul Weather Friends

For more on this disquiet junto prompt, see https://llllllll.co/t/disquiet-junto-project-0655-soothing-sounds-ii/67983

Congrats to the new parents in the Junto!

Technical stuff:
Made with SuperCollider and processed in Audacity. The background paddy stuff is a chorused morphing wavetable synth and the foreground is a perc-enveloped FM synth, both playing notes from the same chord throughout.

dream, kiddo (disquiet0655)

psybient, ambient, atmospheric, psychedelic

Invaders

R&N (6.1)

Time To Chill

method: employing the presets of the arpeggiator on the a50 to narrow in on philip glass, bbc's celts, orinico flow, the moldau, pata pata or sonamos or whatever your enlarged and numerous senses might perceive
narration: a flow, a bend, afloat
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter

striations of birthing she bore
as though no one had suffered before

shattercone . the final couplet

shattercone - the final couplet

Heavenly Steps (2023) Anthology CD2 Track 18

Anger Management

First track of a new album where I'll try to be more eclectic, with closer approach to some genres. Experimented on this one over-editing vocal line on the left, and getting midi files out of organic guitar melodies, which I could play with virtual instruments. I hope you'll enjoy a different Ruizzoid shape.

Dedicated to Germán Coppini’s ‘Golpes Bajos’, one of my favorite groups of the Spanish ‘Nueva Ola’.

Pic: “Trapped in the past”, taken by me casually in the street.

Lyrics (original/translated):

NO TODO ACABA (JUGUETES ROTOS)  /  NOT EVERYTHING ENDS (BROKEN TOYS)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hay cosas en la vida que no cambian nada.  /  there are things in life which don’t change at all.
Hazme pensar que no estás gastada,  /  Make me think that you are not worn,
que el paso de los años no te cambió nada.  /  that the passing years didn’t change you at all.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Juguetes rotos, muñecas olvidadas,  /  Broken toys, forgotten dolls,
la imagen de mi espejo parece cansada.  /  the image from my mirror seems to be tired.
La voz de la noche ya no me llama,  /  The voice of the night doesn’t call me anymore,
me  resisto a pensar que todo se acaba.  /  I refuse to think that everything ends.

Hazme pensar que lo nuestro no acaba  /  Make me think that our thing doesn’t end
cuando despierte por la mañana.  /  when I wake up in the morning.
Hazme pensar en ti con calma,  /  Make me think about you calmly,
hazme creer que te tengo amarrada.  /  make me think that I get you tied up.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hazme creer que aún estoy en casa,  /  make me think that I’m still at home,
hazme pensar que duermo entre sábanas,   /  make me think that I sleep between sheets,
hazme pensar que nada cambia.  /  make me think that nothing changes.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

ER31FI01 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

No todo acaba (Juguetes rotos)

(Jan 9th, 2025) Just a quick message to let you know I'm not going to be active here for a while. If you need to reach me, you can always message me at GrevusAnjl@mac.com. 
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Welcome to my sonic playground. I don't consider myself a skilled musician. I just sculpt sounds to quiet my mind... often with surprising and humorous results. Thank you for stopping by. I hope you enjoyed your visit. :)

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Foul Weather Friends

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