Makes me proud to be an American. Not everything does.

this is such a cool piano piece, LOVE and enjoy it very much 🎵

music : Deepman
words and voice : Luciole Langevine

Aux amis, avec ou sans visage,
Sur tous les continents !
Écoutons ce rythme battre, ensemble,
Le poul de notre sang.
Issu des mêmes racines,
Celles qui nous rassemblent,
Écoutons le pulser, libre et sauvage.

Aux amis, avec ou sans visage,
Sur tous les continents !
Écoutons le rythme battre, ensemble,
Ce rythme, le poul de notre sang.
Issu des mêmes racines,
Celles qui nous rassemblent,
Écoutons le pulser, libre et sauvage.

Aux amis, avec ou sans visage,
Sur tous les continents !
Écoutons battre ensemble le poul de notre sang.

Aux amis, avec ou sans visage,
Aux amis, avec ou sans visage,
Libres et sauvages,
Libres et sauvages.

translation :
To our friends, with or without a face,
On all continents!
Let's hear this beat beat together
The pulse of our blood.
From the same roots,
Those who bring us together,
Let’s listen to it pulsing, free and wild.

To friends, with or without a face,
On all continents!
Let's hear the beat beat, together,
This rhythm, the pulse of our blood.
From the same roots,
Those who bring us together,
Let’s listen to it pulsing, free and wild.

To our friends, with or without a face,
On all continents!
Let's listen to the pulse of our blood together.

To friends, with or without a face,
To friends, with or without a face,
Free and wild,
Free and wild.

Aux amis ! - Deepman & Luciole Langevine

VIDEO:
https://vimeo.com/707289701
"Our system is the opposite of life"

Analysis

ANALYSIS

I added Antonella´s vocals to my instrumental track Patienceand it feels like it needed her vocals to be complete

Patience

Wilfried Hanrath: Patience feat. Antonella Eye Porcelluzzi

a track by Marco Lucchi reworked by M.Nomized

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Marco Lucchi - Hymn (dischord remix) - remixed by M.Nomized

Sort of a remix/reimagining of a track by prnzokoshiro (https://soundcloud.com/prnzokoshiro/tracks) with some added parts, rearranged sections, etc. 

Cover art by NeuralBlender.

Hope you enjoy!

Decayed Countryside (Walking Ears & Prnzokoshiro)

Vox - https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa-for-you/pay-me-120bpm-frawstakwapella
Music - https://soundcloud.com/rizlixcollabs/rizlix-a-time-for-space-open-collab
MOSNAR DET - Remixing, Drum Programming, Live Drum Samples
Special thanks to my collaborators on this check out their stuff! https://soundcloud.com/rizlixcollabs https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa https://soundcloud.com/rizlix

RiZLiX - A Time For Space/ FRAWSTAKWA - Pay Me (open Collabs) MZRPKLPS R3|v|1X

Lo and behold! Thee fierce princess Rodea has been summoned from thee Hedonistic Altar and this is her bassdaemonic dancing rite/ride!

Track 1 from *Princess from Across Thee Abyss* (10/22)

:::as usual Sanja/A23 - sonic/visual Neurologick VRT:::

Full Album

HEDONI ↯TICK ALTVR - Xilehpolis Sabbati (Where Thee High Horns Fork Because For Good)

Good Jokes In Bad Places

This is a very loving offering to the Immortals of New Orleans piano - particular shout-outs to Henry Roeland "Roy" Byrd (Professor Longhair); Mac Rebbenack (Dr. John); the Nevilles; Tuts Washington; Allen Toussaint and so many others.  The first time I heard a Professor Longhair recording, my head exploded and continues to with almost every listen.  To me, they are stars in the sky.  Respect!!  Here is a rough, raw improvisation on a them...still learning like crazy,  so it's likely I may replace this with another iteration as my chops come together.  In the meantime, I hope you enjoy.

Lewis Road Mess-Around

Donna Lee (bebop solo piano)

The project is a collaboration with Jan Exner @exner from 2016. We divided the poem "Aufbruch" into six parts. With music and sounds Jan created a fascinating acoustic imagery. Lets go ⇢

Jan Exner : Guitar / Synths / Mix / Production
Karin Tarabochia: Text / Voice / Image

Aufbruch
1 
Aufbruch! Was war, fällt ab. Knöpf’ meinen Kragen auf.
 Zieh’ die Weste aus, an der noch Land hängt. Warte ab.  
Was klammert, saugt, in Zaum hält, bröckelt und springt. 
Mein Schneckenloch, mein Honigfuß, mein Schritt ins Leere  
und endlich Fall, Bruch, Sturz … und Landen!

Departure. What was, falls off. Unbutton my collar.
Take off the vest with land still hanging on it. Wait.
What clings, sucks, bridles, (now) crumbles and cracks.
My snail hole, my honey foot, my step into the void …
And finally fall, break, plunge ... and landing!

2 
Neubeginn verschieben, unendlich lang?
 Das Ende aufzäumen, und den Anfang aufspüren? 
Erfüllung vorwegnehmen?
 
Postpone a new beginning, infinitely long? 
Bridling the end and tracking down the beginning? 
Anticipate fulfillment?

3 
Schnipp’ die Leine durch, lass Haus und Hof 
und was ich schuf, rollt durch den Kopf. 
Dreh' mich aus dem Schleiertanz.
Spann' meinem Wagen andere Pferde –  
höher geht’s und weiter!
Sonnenfahrt!  Der Täuschung abschwören - 
Wütend platzt mein Innerstes und gibt frei: 
Anemone, Traumpferd, das ein Holzbein schwingt.
 Am goldenen Wagen im Sturmwind treiben –  
den Füßen fehlt Boden, den Händen fehl'n Sprossen. 
Nichts da, nur Lederhaut an Sohlen und Schwielen.

Snap the leash, leave house and yard
and what I created rolls through my head.
Turn me out of the veil dance.
Bring other horses to my carriage -
Higher it goes and further! Sun trip!
Renounce deception -
Enraged my innermost bursts and releases:
Anemone, dream horse swinging a wooden leg.
Floating on the golden chariot in the storm
and the feet are missing ground, the hands are missing rungs,
nothing there, just leather skin on the soles and calluses.

4
Träume meinen Flusslauf vom Anfang zum Ende
und schwimme zurück, dorthin wo ich bin.  
Fisch sein! Springen! Am Ufer lachen sie
und manchmal hält das Fischmaul die Trommel an  
und hört Sirenen singen.

Dream my river from the beginning to the end
and swim back to where I am.
Being fish. Leaping. On the bank they laugh.
Sometimes the fish's mouth stops the drum,
hears sirens singing.

5 
Wir müssen diesen Platz verlassen,
so schnell wie möglich unsern Kopf vergessen,
 der benommen Geschichten schwatzt, vergisst.  
An Scheiben rinnen Tränen. 
Was befürchtet war, wird wahr, vergeht.  
Am Weg besteht, was ist.

Mich nicht messen an anderen, mich nicht missen! 
Nicht verkaufen, dem Anderssein weglaufen!  
Mich am Fluss einfinden, wer ich war, wer ich bin,
im Zwischenraum die Zwischenfrau. 
Den Mädchentraum beenden,
den Zeitraum größer drehen und kleiner,
 Schritte sehen, die fest am Boden.
Ich war weg und komme wieder.

We have to leave this place,
as soon as possible forget our head 
who gossips stupid stories and forgets. 
Tears run down the panes. 
What was feared will come true and pass. 
On the way persists what is.

Not compete with others, not miss me,
not sell myself, nor run away from being different.
Find myself by the river, who I was, who I am,
in the interspace the interwomen.
End the girl's dream, turn the period bigger and smaller,
See footsteps firmly on the ground. 
I was gone and I'll be back.

6 
Lass’ mich nicht hängen und bis zum letzten Tag warten, 
bis ich mein Blut abgebe und mein Gesicht sich ins Tuch drückt.
Nicht bücken und suchen, mich zwischen Spuren verfluchen. 
Das Ziel sehen, nahe bei mir:  
Ich bin Traube. Ich bin Straße. Ich bin Mensch.

Not leave me hanging, waiting until the last day,
until I give up my blood and press my face into the cloth.
Not bend down and search, curse myself between tracks.
See the goal, close to me: I am grape, I am street, I'm human.

1 Aufbruch (eXner / Augenmerk) with lyrics

The Music of Sound...really!!  It's all grist for the mill.  I visualize Sound/Music as colors, shapes and forms rather than notes in a scale.  I look upon each of these pieces as individual environments and/or sculptures in which to spend some time, looking round, feeling the curves, hanging out, exploring... Each composition is based on different elements, structures and rules or lack thereof.  Consequently, each is unique unto itself.  

Blissfully free of genre, everything is fair game:  beats; melodies; disquiet; washes; pulses; broken clichés and memes; subliminals; words and voices; chaos; sonorities; field recordings; indeterminacy; world music; the holy; the gutter; otherworld music; drones; synths; samples, etc. etc.  etc.  

I enjoy entering into the mitochondria of what makes a sound  that particular sound and then genetically change it into something entirely different than what it was - with just the essence lingering.  I also like to explore the "in-betweens" - spaces between beats, frequencies, timbres, spaces, tones, etc. In large part, simply, I'm curious to explore it all.  Suffice it to say, the wider your aperture the more you will hear and experience.  Et voila!

Oh!  Headphones will likely provide a more fulsome listening experience for many of the pieces.

You're thoughts/comments/feedback are very welcome.

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Some amazing sounds and artists out there!  Respect,
you all!

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