What a great joining of talented forces on this terrific song. Well written and performed. Excellent job everyone! Durge

Great track Jimmy; wonderful collaboration with Phil and Janine!

Cool guitar tone man!  Outerspace time....

Late to the party but  what a beautiful song with so much heart!

Stunning work from you all. This is a very beautiful song of Jimmy's and it deserves this wonderful treatment. Thanks to you all

Ooh so nicely done.. almost understated in the mix, really enjoying this

I felt inspired to collaborate when Tom posted his piece, 'Un Ange Passait' recently - https://soundcloud.com/tom-r-gnier/un-ange-passait.

Original music, arrangement and production - @tom-r-gnier
Vocal and lyrics - @markjbennett
Image - Sculpture by Nathan Coley, Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art 2, Edinburgh, photographed by Douglas Corrance.

Feels like a visitation,
Although not quite an apparition,
When an angel passed by.

We've all shared such strange sensations,
Often without complications,
When an angel passed by.

When an angel passed by... when an angel passed by

An Angel Passed By - Tom Régnier and Mark J Bennett

I asked Phil and Janine for a collaboration on this song.
I've always loved their harmony blend.
The results were great I couldn't have asked for a batter team to work with.
Thanks to both of them.
https://soundcloud.com/phil-mcwalter
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson

19/January/2022

The Good Life w/Phil McWalter/Janine Levinson

04 Night At The Opry

#Breakbeat #Oldschool #Banger #Industrial #BigBeat #SynthPunk 
#CyberFunk #Distortion #Dynamics #Electronica #Beatdown

A new track with distorted synthlines, crispy drumsounds and powerful breakbeats. Enjoy! <3

Never Surrender

Music Video
https://youtu.be/YN2kZj_prjQ

Epic Fantasy Collaboration with Brilliant Celtic Instrumentalist and Composer, Philleann! @philleann

Beyond the Gauntlet (Eric Heitmann and Philleann)

Experimental Piano. My mother was hospitalized yesterday...

I-The day my mother was hospitalized

https://youtu.be/SwuQV7I9R3w

Demain , le vent… Texte : O’Mat

Et si demain nous décidions,
Comme le vent souffle la feuille,
Comme la feuille embrasse le vent,
De nous échapper librement,

Nous prendrions le premier vol,
Comme le vent souffle l’oiseau,
Comme l’oiseau embrasse le vent,
En quête d’un pays d’Orient,

On y trouve d’autres manières,
On y respire d’autres parfums,
Dans la douceur du matin,
Se cachent parfois quelques guerres,

On y trouve de beaux visages,
Parfois marqués par les années,
Mais que le soleil a tanné,
Comme pour effacer leur âge,

On y découvre des villages,
On y entend d’étranges sons,
Dans la douceur du soir qui tombe,
Se cachent parfois quelques orages,

On y traverse des rivages,
Parfois marqués par les années,
Et que le soleil a séché,
Comme pour révéler leur âge,

Et si demain nous décidions,
Comme le vent souffle la feuille,
Comme la feuille embrasse le vent,
De nous échapper librement,

Nous t’emmènerions, mon enfant.

Demain , Le Vent...    O'Mat / Illos   chant JuliA

Well, my good friend Paco dropped me a note to say he had a piece of music to which I might like to try and add something, were I so inclined.  Always a good day when that happens.

Now, I can't honestly recall the precise sequence in which the neurons fired inside my skull to yield the result we have here, but we are where we are as they say.

Don't go looking at me for rationale.

Thank you, Paco, as always my friend, for inviting me to come out to play, and for mastering the end result in the midst of untold techno-horror grief.  I hope your DAW world resolves itself very soon.
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Socrates at Sundown

I lie bewildered, here, in my sphere of cubes,
On crushed silk cushions sprawled.
I sketch the cool Palladian dudes
In charcoal, on Aleutian walls.
They think I know what thoughts are theirs,
And beg to trade their graceless airs, 
But I left them there to climb their stairs
Ever downward through Athenian halls.

They say my knowledge is remiss,
The diabolical's back in town.
Seems ignorance is bliss
For this philosophical clown.
I'm seeking emptiness of mind,
That's where I hope to find
That old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

My associate, Plato knows the game
Survives through pretty dialogue
He suffocates but bestows his shame
On city states whose statutes fog
The heads of people in their ranks
Attentive on the Eridanos banks
Dispensing death by way of thanks
As justice shreds its cogs.

Deep mental grasp of social structure
No need to ever write it down
Accused outcast for youth's corrupture
Where the bleeding of democracy is bound
To seek the causal end of time
Of Aristotle and Nietzsche's kind
The men of Athens rendered blind
Killed that old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

Socrates At Sundown (with MidiSound)

D-Funkasma

My little bundle of joy Ms Neska was very keen on disrupting my studio time the other day. It was very important to her to continually bring me a rubber chicken and demand we fight over it. So I gave in and that's the way the rest of the day went... All sounds from a zoom recording of the wrestling match : ) https://www.instagram.com/neskagram/

I Spent The Entire Day Fighting Over A Rubber Chicken

memento

I didn't choose this obsession it was chosen for me unknowingly.
Lucky me no regrets.

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