I was trying to write a short and catchy pop song... I think I nailed it ;)

cover photo by 12019

Welcome Down The Rabbit Hole

Evil Came to Town

Fly In The Sky

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

It sucks to get old, but it beats the alternative.

GETTING SOMEWHERE

About time 
Could it be there’s not enough
About love
The rush and the loss
About me
The highs and the lows
About us

All the missed opportunities
The places you didn’t go
The people you never held
All the lost laughs

You’re getting your fair share
If only you dare
You’re getting somewhere
If only you dare

About joy
Did I spread enough
About happiness
Did I live it up
About time
About time for me
About us

Time to punch in your ticket
There’s one final show
Time to empty your bucket
Let loose let go

Somewhere…

You’re getting your fair share
If only you dare
You’re getting somewhere
If only you dare
Somewhere
You’re getting there
Somewhere
You’re getting there

Somewhere
You’re getting somewhere
Somewhere
You’re getting somewhere

Getting Somewhere

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually as part of my BandCamp PWWO #07 album)

It is with unbridled glee that I finally get to share a (long overdue) first collab with our dear friend, and ambient artist extraordinaire, Jo (https://soundcloud.com/minimal_drone_grl, https://minimaldronegrl.bandcamp.com/). The results are quite exciting, to say the least. We hope you enjoy our sonic adventure, 'Flora's Beautiful Dream'. :)

And now for our little story...

The first signs of morning sunlight appear above the mountain’s rock covered peaks, as the Earth spins us around to witness the brilliance of another new day. Bright rays shine visibly through the morning mist, and dewdrops sparkle like diamonds among the tree leaves as the valley below slowly fills with warmth and light. 

Flora watches from her vantage point high above; witnessing her friends in the forest come alive to greet another day; and the people in the city streets down in the valley below come alive to serve another day. She’s watched this dance for many years; the forest remaining peaceful in its ancient perfection; the people below growing ever more unsatisfied as they strive for an illusionary and strangely unattainable perfection of their own.
	
This idea might sound sad to you and I. But over the years she has also seen miracles occur among us. From her vantage point she sees us like fields of energy; and the majority of that energy looks rather stagnant and mucky, like cesspools of unmoving water, unaware of the renewing stream we have been cut off from. But once in a while, an explosion of light energy will burst outward from a single house or apartment building, as someone becomes disenfranchised from their false identity, and their hearts open up to new ideas for the first time.

Surprisingly, these changes often occur after great loss. And she suspects this is due to the fragility of our illusion. She sees how lost we all are in these roles and characters we have built for ourselves, and she sees how quickly that false identity can shatter when we lose the things we prioritized the most. The loss of a relationship or loved one, a terminal illness in the body, the end of a career, a complete collapse in financial stability… when we lose the things we thought mattered most to us, some of us experience a miraculous opportunity for awakening to the truth that we were never those things to begin with. 

Flora lovingly watches the majority of us grow more sickly and stagnant with time. And she never loses hope… because every evening, she has the same beautiful dream. 

In her mind, the first signs of morning sunlight appear above the mountain’s rock covered peaks, as the Earth spins us around to witness the brilliance of another new day. Bright rays shine visibly through the morning mist, and dewdrops sparkle like diamonds among the tree leaves as the valley slowly fills with warmth and light. 

But even brighter still are the explosions of light energy bathing the valley down below. After so many truly dark nights, many of us finally wake up the next morning to discover we were never all the things we lost in the night. In fact, we are something much larger. And as our energy explodes out, and the laws of attraction take hold, these simultaneous bursts prove to be strong and frequent enough to cause a chain reaction… and the whole valley lights up brighter than the sun itself. 

We have finally realized we are simply conscious life, and nothing more. And in our new found freedom from identity, we all begin again.

Flora slumbers peacefully, knowing full well… this dream will some day come true.

Free DL on SC :)

Flora's Beautiful Dream | Minimal_Drone*GRL & GrevusAnjl

This piece is delicate and it delivers a beautiful grace.

A flower bed

Twilight Me

every needs

青春の渦 (Vortex Of Youth)

This is my first collaboration with Clive / @winkandwoo 
We decided to make a song after he commented on the artwork for another one of my tracks (Metaplasticity) where he said it looked like a 'chewing gum sea'. I suggested it was a great song name so went for it. I am super happy with the results, hope you'll enjoy it too!

Lyrics :-
What is reality?
With these marshmallow clouds
Lollypops are all around
The trees are candy canes
There is sherbet on the ground
We swim so far
In the chewing gum sea
We swim so far

Chewing Gum Sea - Winkandwoo & tea are sea

Winter's chill has given way to warmer days.  It's time to go for a morning ride whether on a bike or a balloon.  If you have to be inside, let us take you along.  Curtis' playing (left-center) is unerring and superb in this revisited improv session we had a few years back.

Fly In The Sky

JCS