Finally vacation!
Rainy Swedish summers means more time for fun.

All boy- and K-pop bands could probably be replaced by robots. No one would notice any difference…
Here is a humble suggestion.

Made in Reason.
https://www.reasonstudios.com

MiniMoog, Oberheim SEM and Pigments from Arturia.
https://www.arturia.com

Text to speech, Voice generator. (free)
https://voicegenerator.io

Some silly boy band lyrics:

Throw your grippers in the air
Rotate your limbs like you don't care
Moving to the bass and snare
Feeling like a millionaire

The humans they just stand and stare
For them our skills are to unfair
They leave the club in big despair
Supremacy has been declared

We got no skin we got no hair
But girls still wants a love affair
We keep on dancing, unaware
Our bearings are beyond repair

We are right now we are right here
We know much more than m c square
Our robot dance will always scare
In dance battles everywhere

Our knowledge is extremely rare
The moves of robots, self aware
A wisdom that cannot be shared
FPGA is our firmware

RobotBoyBand

67_Techniker im House - released on 15 October 2024 only on Soundcloud

Another track with only 5 elements for fun and pleasure. Why is the track called what it is? #minimal #techhouse #liverecording

(produced with LaunchPad)

Techniker im House

I see him each morning, hair askew, face needing to be mowed with an electric razor, a face wrinkled and weathered by experience and decisions good and bad.  None the less, I am thankful he is looking back at me; I'm still alive and thankful to have another day.  
Peter's poetic meditation begins like a prayer and becomes deeply introspective into how life has changed the man looking back at him.  His initial inspiration was Arvo Part's "Spiegel im Spiegel" but for this reflective journey, he asked pianist Debra Buesking to accompany him which she does  with great feeling and eloquence.  I come into the picture as the one invited to bring them together for a memorable moment, a great honor and a labor of love for two of my favorite Soundcloud artists.  More of Peter's thoughtful music and spoken word can be found @https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks, and more of Debbie's beautiful playing can be found @debra_buesking.

Some Words for Mr. Part:

Dear God, just look at the state of you - what the hell happened?
Did time do that all by itself?
Chiselled and scraped with gentle, temporal strength?
Yesterdays now patterned well with telling tales of wear and tear.
Always took such good care that you ticked every health kick box
But all the ticks collect their tocks, bundling up the time we thought was
dangling spare.
And wrinkly skin comes out to play, crafting plots with crumpled neurons
badly frayed, and
Liver spots about the edges worn of happy recollections,
Waltzed away, invisible to the swinging of that penduled clock.
Take your eyes off it for just a minute and you’ve lost a day,
And then a decade’s worth of wry reflections,
Lovingly to fold them up and let them lie in memory’s pocket.
Those lines that contour of your brow, a biography of creases now
And all cut down so very deep.
Each epidermal void crevasse life’s stylus tracks a scratching past
Evinces of a record no mortal hard re-format could delete.
And of your eyes, sallow yellowed at the margins, framed by corvid feet
Rigid-set to well outlast whatever bargained span of life your good Lord
deems replete.
As if your face lampoons of age itself, wrecked and bent
Of scars that trace minutiae, carved in master sculptors’ stone
And none too soon, for just that task and that alone, recording compressed
of the past..
We both know well which ones are smiles and which the pain that heaven
sent,
The former few, soft of the flesh, the many others sunk unto the very bone,
The harshest welt of any sole upon the universal cobbler’s last.
But does it help to so reflect, or but to hurry time’s neglect?
Of such consideration circles wrapped in worry tearing down
All edifice of self respect, the towering pit of pity comes once more to town,
Parades a circus fine of talents, self deprecating jestered clowns
And galloping horses all the while stampede about the rounded ropes
Vespered peace forever sought, just out of reach, concedes of futile, now
confounded hopes.
So what of forward self projection, folding the creases back behind
And out of sight to speculation on future solaced peace of mind?
Perhaps again the crashing wall of fast reality, solid bricked
Determines upward focus but to fall, as if to gravity’s grounded truth
Tricked of consequential solitude, rimed of age, aching of the aged sick
No respite there nor rectitude as once you found in torrid youth.
But perhaps I’m speaking out of turn and out of place,
For though your memories sear and burn as if to carbonise some
worthwhile trace of validity
On that unholy visage lit by lives lived long before….
It matters not and changes nought, not a jot nor yet a thought
For you and I know better than to seek a settled score from comment fair
After all, you are I, staring back at me from the mirror mounted there.

Inspired By Mr. Pärt's "Spiegels" (Peter, Debra Buesking, David; final production)

I hope you enjoy this feel- good old school rap/disco/EDM/ space funk  song.
From the album : "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (2025)

Lyrics:
The ghosts that live in the sidewalk cracks
We're here because of their fight
Why does the magic disappear
At a higher  Fahrenheit?
If u want a revolution
You're gonna have to work at night
I talked to our basement saytr's
They say they won't bite

Learn to dance
Do the dance
Forget the dance
Do it all over again

Whatever sets your spirits free!

Walking down the street 
Looking like discount store dynamite
A roller coaster love affair
But I was too short to ride
Temporary ecstasy
Doesn't mean the world's alright
Mad, it's the end of the party?
Take it up with the light
Yogi dispensing miracles
Blind in his 3rd eye sight
I went to New York City
She was a Brooklynite
I'm a poet with a million rhymes
I never have time to write
Watch these inner galactic moves
With my space age satellite

Take your power
Use your power
Focus your power
(Take your power, focus your power and use your power!)

Looking back
To the chicken shack
Eating greasy food
You're going to have a heart attack
Avoid the trap
You maniac
I don't buy my soul
Off the rack

Whatever sets your spirits free!

All the nasty things I said
Because I thought It was right
If you want to feel your humanity
Then help with another's plight
All the haters that destroy your joy
Tell them their full of shite
I'm the Minister of Propaganda
I keep that groove locked down tight
(locked down tight)

I'm a drunk bear
And I'm tearing up the picinic site
The history of the world's knowledge
On 1 million terrabyte
I'm the friend in the burning building saying
"It's gonna be alright,"
This is the reason I can carry on
And I never lose my appetite

Whatever sets your spirits free!

Whatever Sets Your Spirits Free

Saxophony

Synth drones accompany Alto Saxophone and Tenor Recorder tracks. 

Image c/o Corrie White (Pinterest)

Liquid Air

Цілував

It is my pleasure to share another collaboration with the wonderfully creative and talented Michele Ansani. For a complete translation of the lyrics as well as a description of this work, please visit Michele's SoundCloud page (@MicheleAnsani). While you are there, be sure to listen to his other great compositions!
-------------------------------------------
Lyrics: Michele Ansani
Music: Michele Ansani & Francess Harris
Piano: Francess Harris
Vocals and arrangement: Michele Ansani
Composed by Ansani & Harris (1976-2025)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, February 14

Flora [with PianoFran] * By Michele Ansani is licensed under a Creative Commons License.

Flora [with Michele Ansani]*

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/906016027

Tezcatlipoca's Requiem

Intergalactical Classical Ad lib Piano performance Live on an early 1900's standing Piano.

Photography from me. The Piano is a family heirloom that I have inherited from my mother's mother.

Timekeeper (Live)

Cros The Line

Have a listen to my album "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025). Quirky and interesting tunes.
Thank you for listening!

I try to write with rich lyrical details and self-deprecating humor about the human condition. Plus, that unique Shade Structure sound!  It sounds best with headphones. Thanks for any comments, reposts or likes.

Discography: Available under Album tag on my Soundcloud main page. 
* Curiosities Of Outsider Art (Sept 2025)
*All this Useless Beauty (2025)
*Rockers (2024) 
*Arrhythmia & Blues (2024)
* The Curse Of A Good Looking Ghost (2024)
* Low Profile (2024)
* Smilers (EP 2023)
•Short Songs For Tall Minds"  (2022)
•Friends, They're Gonna Get Your Story Wrong (2021)
•A Suburban Dadaist With Some Store Bought Beats (2021)
•All Feel and No Technique (2020)
•This Is How I Spend My Nights (2019)
•California Songs (2018-2019)

All sounds contained within are home-made/DIY recordings. Most songs are short stories, as I am influenced by Musicians & Writers like Raymond Carver, Warren Zevon, Mountain Goats, Tom Waits, Mark Eitzel,  Randy Newman, Destroyer, Steely Dan, Captain Beefheart, Loudon Wainwright III, Leonard Cohen & The National. Most songs have the lyrics on the song page. Thank you for listening!