Piano, synth and sax improvisation over sequenced piano layers.

Wind loop

The beginning of all art:
a song when planting a rice field
in the country’s inmost part.

haiku by Ichihara Tayo-Jo https://wkdhaikutopics.blogspot.com/2007/03/ichihara-tayo-jo.html

picture by raihan n. aziz https://unsplash.com/@4812mp

For more information visit http://www.naviarrecords.com/about/naviar-haiku

fatal HR

halF arT [naviarhaiku384]

moonbeams
like fishes –
swim over the river

haiku by ChalkWalk & GPT-3 https://soundcloud.com/chalkwalk-naviar

https://openai.com/blog/gpt-3-apps/

picture by Andy Henderson https://unsplash.com/@andyhenderson

For more information visit http://www.naviarrecords.com/about/naviar-haiku

hob flame moan

halF moonbeaM [naviarhaiku385]

Noise is Noise(and not fade away)

Wilfried Hanrath -- Noise is Noise(and not fade away)

live from UZESTE

Magazine

Reigo Kei's Album "Grind and Glitch" re-arranged and produced the song announced on SoundCloud etc.
Two new songs are also added.
The genres are Experimental,ambient, glitch, noise, drone and so on.
It is a Album of edged origin regression. 
Please listen by all means.

Grind and Glitch

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So the narrator wants to write a beautiful song for the one he loves, but he hears the adage that you have to write 200 bad songs before you can write one good song. So, he writes 200 songs and throws them away so he can have a perfect song to express his love...this is not that perfect song, it's a tribute to that perfect song lol

200 words, I’ve written down
In this beat up yellow pad I carry around
Each ones a mirror of you
Reflections straight and true
the truth and beauty that is you
I have found

2oo lines, I poured into
Give me the strength I need to finally face the truth
It’s too late to start again
Look at the state I’m in
How could I ever win, then I found you

Hold on! The world opened up before me
Hold on! It’s unfamiliar territory
Give me shelter from the storm
Wrap me in your arms
keep me safe from harm

And every word, that I write
Fills up the lonely days all the lonely nights 
Words I never said, that I wrote down instead
Kept them in my head till I turn out the lights

Hold on! The world opened up before me
Hold on! It’s unfamiliar territory
give me shelter from the storm
Wrap me in your arms
keep me safe from harm

200 songs I threw away 
200 chords and notes I lost until today
Each one a painting bold,
Our stories never told
Forged in fire and gold I thought I’d never play

200 Words 1st version

Spazzole a Disco Fanatico

Music : Mahan Mahan
Vocals : Bobby Byrd (Sampled & used with implied permissions & best of intentions)

Produced & Recorded @ Pahlavi Sound Studios in Mama Shadi's basement, Los Angeles, CA, USA 01/2021

Spazzole a Disco Fanatico

Vinter

Welcome to halF unusuaL, an evolving space inspired by play in the spirit of ‘hai’ (meaning “fun” or “unusual” in the word haiku). Here, improvisation connects the unexpected, mining the boundary between music and non-music to shape sound worlds that feel oddly familiar in their oddity. Listen freely, explore deeply, and for the sounds to live for your eyes as well as your ears, please stop by the YouTube channel. Thank you for joining this journey! Your support helps keep this afloat ... and is HUGELY appreciated 🥰