The Lantern Fouling the Brittle Air, Listening to the Dog and the Echo

Living well is the best revenge.
Please Enjoy My Music !

'Mary had a little lamb, its fleece electrostatic / And everywhere Mary went, the lights became erratic'

Just messing around learning, experimenting, playing and expressing myself. My little collection of demos, songs, experiments and instrumentals. I hope you enjoy them. I'm a guitarist / Vocalist / Producer and enjoy learning to express my moods, emotions, dreams and thoughts as I go.

Thank you all for the likes comments and reposts.

I have added a support link as I am struggling to keep up my subscriptions here currently and it would help me keep on creating and posting more songs. Thank you if you read this far lol.

haecceity hiccuping hackeyed hickies, hickory hexen hawk-eyed hillocks heckle hurricane halogens hectically harrowing hashtags. howitzer's horoscope homicidal hook harangued horribly holistic homily, haggard hemispherical.  hotheaded hydrangeas. goated heraldic horses hurl homeward hops high. if only for hiking heels have they hammocks honest. heritage hopefully hampers hundreds. honey hopelessly homesick hollering. Halloween horrorshow, holiday hatred happiness handover. housing hacking hops hatch hell hake. for rollicking sundry. for more perchance. handled humanely his hunger. the hunger hastily hoping. hinged upon its hiss. hindered however harmfully half hunk hangars hissing haram. handed heinous hilltops hocus homilies.   

gulls gawp insects on the wing across Albion. 

you can put that somewhere near the placemats then. the hub was a central port for all kinds of attractions. radio waves which made sense if you have an ear to them. radio waves which made sense if you cared to listen. the tunelets had their own meaning which whilst not governed by original principles nevertheless were subsonic in their original format. in this sense the ratio is maintained even if the paradigm isn't. check back in for future forays leftward and rightward depending upon the nascent congruence of the amygdala. the radio station is located beneath the canteen. down the stairs and right. 

rhythms aware but uncertain if their angle and direction is true. overtly aware self-sufficient dame. 
oh it seems we have an overtime overtime overt listener. In essence what this was was a form of communication. Talked about anywhere from the e Costa del Sol to the isles of the Maldives. 🇲🇻 popular proponents of the movement included Hollywood movie stars and famous tycoons. But this had less to do with any monopoly than a trip to the pictures with an old flame.

All Piano, Keyboards, Percussion, Drums, Bass and Guitar performed by myself.

I also love recording my own soundscapes and all photos used are taken by myself unless otherwise credited.

No AI used in the making of the music or art. I like to create something from nothing myself, its a joy.

Gil Gámez : producción.
Mía León : diseño y edición.
Diógenes Tacuara : letra y arreglos.

Proyecto5813 pertenece al laboratorio audiovisual de CERCo21 (Centro de Estudios y Revisión Conrinuum). Un espacio que investiga lo que tienen en común una torre eléctrica y una palmera, los andes y los rascacielos, un microchips y una hélice de ADN. P5813 es un sintetizador que sondea las proporciones para orquestar sonidos, esculpir piedra, edificar ciudades y construir herramientas. Alquimia de Valores. No hay lugar para el arte por el arte mismo sino como producción estética. No es un deleite a los sentidos sino un choque psicológico que utiliza los sentidos como medio. Música para la vista. P5813 es la armonía entre la arquitectura de frecuencias  y un oscilador de punto-línea.
El ruido de la tecnología. Música hecha con los deshechos del capitalismo.

Let me be an opportunity,
that appears by the wall.

Poetry: Manca Klun
Music: Alessandro De Oliveira Bastos

VagueWanderer is a project born in 2018 to unite poetry and music inspired by everyday life, it's words and sounds.

Everything here is performed by me (and written by someone else). 

If you enjoy what I do, you might like to take a look at some of my music videos:
https://www.youtube.com/@nothings_thought_exists

Listen to Korima songs at www.korima.net


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Samhain
The púca
Of all the ghosts and fairies abroad on Halloween, the púca (or pooka) was the most feared and October 31st was known as Púca Night in parts of Ireland. The púca, meaning 'goblin', can be malevolent or benevolent and is not solely associated with Halloween. It's a mythological fairy and the ultimate shapeshifter, capable of appearing in a variety of forms but most commonly as a dark horse or part dog.

Spring Solstice


Winter Solstice 
The Winter Solstice is an astronomical phenomenon that marks the shortest day and the longest night of the year. In the Northern Hemisphere, the Winter Solstice occurs on 21 or 22 December, when the sun shines directly over the tropic of Capricorn. At sunrise on the shortest day of the year, for 17 minutes, direct sunlight can enter the Newgrange monument, not through the doorway, but through the specially contrived small opening above the entrance known as the ‘roof box’, to illuminate the Chamber.

Samhain
The púca
Of all the ghosts and fairies abroad on Halloween, the púca (or pooka) was the most feared and October 31st was known as Púca Night in parts of Ireland. The púca, meaning 'goblin', can be malevolent or benevolent and is not solely associated with Halloween. It's a mythological fairy and the ultimate shapeshifter, capable of appearing in a variety of forms but most commonly as a dark horse or part dog.

October 

Night migration of birds.

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September

Barn swallows bury themselves in mud in lakes



August

Barn owls and birds of prey on the move
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July

Watching bats emerge at dusk.

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June

walking in meadows




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May
The Dawn Chorus:  Ireland 5 am.
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April
First swallow of the year
Welcome, welcome
From out of mud in lakes
Were you resting there?



March

Unveils like a first thought
A whisper



February

"Nothing stands out yet", you said
As you looked over your shoulder
Broad and rounded, square and hunched
I thought I heard you say, "We are water
And over time we solidify"

Concept Art by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic Design by Simon

January
Snow white egret
among fields of greenandbrown
Are you lost in its vastness?
Bubulcus ibis.

DE-cem- ber
Silver EEL migration 
down river to the sea
on a moonless night

through
an obstcale 
of nets
Cutting blades
pollution
And 
Par -a -sites
White egret



December
Mild to touch, not yet winter
snow drop dropping still
daffodil 

November, can I surrender to your dying
Are you truly dying or surrendering



Is it not enough to be ALIVE, autumn 
As birds migrate thousands of miles, autumn
Of an inner stirring and outward knowing

Is BE-ING
to Our Mind
bor -ing

As summer turns, it turns
To autumn, autumn
The slugs and worms live at the root; 
The slugs eat the juice of carrot
Is it good for their EyEs too...?

I buried a 'th' in the soil
With vowels and nettles
And I, this eyE, aye, oh
This What...?
This sometimes
Known thing
Doesn't kNOW oh oh

Winter take, take these
Sor rows, lay them
Deep ee eep
To become worms
for the birds to eat


ever ever
Denied to

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Concept Art by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic design by Simon

The Lantern Fouling the Brittle Air, Listening to the Dog and the Echo

Its Fleece Electrostatic