WoW WoW WoW what a voice ...... and beautiful ambiance too .. grazie mille Jeff

Très belle écoute, l'unicité texte/musique est remarquable !

An Ollora take on https://soundcloud.com/muterial/operator

I hope you try the Mood Exhibit remix too!

https://soundcloud.com/r-salchaks-mood-exhibit/muterial-operator-mood-exhibit-copilot-mix

Rapid Operator

Cold (The Cure cover)

The relic of your love

Your skull beneath a crown of flowers,
your blood staining some cracked vessel,
your bones scattered to the winds
to wind up in a score of churches; 
so many claim your bones
you’d make a dozen men.

When, to the daughter of your jailer
you gave the gift of sight,
and signed it 'from your Valentine', 
it bought you but a temporary stay.

And smitten with your God,
you would keep marrying soldiers
to the supposed virgins of Rome,
so they could not fight;
and soldiers are gold to an empire.

Or else ministering to Christians
(those dafties with their crosses)
before the lions had them;
cutting hearts from parchment
to remind them what their love meant;
for the betrothed on earth, and to Him beyond.

All this made the Emperor chafe;
you weren’t playing ball, my love.
To maintain respect, like some Scorsese hero,
he simply had to have you beaten with clubs;
and like Rasputin, you forstood unfathomable violence,
until they chose to remove your head
out on the Via Flaminia,
one night beneath a Hunter’s Moon.
This did the trick.

Centuries bleed past like broken hearts,
and here you tarry, my grinning suitor;
I stand before your skull,
braided with bright white roses
that stink of faith,
and ask for the gift of vision
to find the one true heart
in a wilderness of stone.

TASCAM DR-05

the relic of your love

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/urbanscapes.html

Urbanscapes

This track was developed based off a poem written by the same name and the emotiveness evoked from within it. In the semblance of life, there are crackles "spackling" the loveliness of the everyday. 

When we experience things in life, it is always wise to remember all of whom we are, deep within us. When we do this, the easier it is to keep everything else in an appropriate perspective... remembering everyone and everything are simply... energy. We are merely the vessels in which energy is processing through each life cycle in the physical three dimensional world. 

We can get caught up in the man made constructs, verbiage, judgments, etc. and permit them to disrupt the flow of our energy... or we can allow the energy to flow to us, through us, and then... beyond us. We can choose to absorb it, ask it to be returned to the sender, or (as we've chosen to begin as our own practice...) ask it to simply be returned to the earth for transmutation into the growth medium for something lovely, BEautifying, and helpful to the earth and for the potentiality of enrichment for all. We hope you enjoy this piece as much as we enjoyed creating it.

This piece was produced in the 432HZ range so please do not drive or operate machinery while listening to this track... and listen to the track through wireless headphones at a lower volume to receive the optimum effects. As always, we thank you for taking some time for yourself and your self care... with our music.

Transparent
Copyright: 2023
Author/Artist: Rainier Daze
There are some who treat 
Hearts and minds like their toy
Who think they are subtle or coy 
With their ploys. 

You do not understand 
Things permanently etch into our brain…
Think we don’t remember names
Merely because we didn’t previously entertain.

Make believe your games 
Aren’t totally apparent
But, let me assure you,
What hurts the most is…
You’re ridiculously transparent.

You couldn’t be any more transparent.

What hurts the most is…
You’re ridiculously transparent.

Transparent

DCR - L.A. WOMAN - DCOMPOSED

Pausive

Cape Horn

Marco Lucchi = piano
Jeff Gburek = voice, text
Rain = collected by JG

Splintered Voice One Hand Piano
Text by Jeff Gburek, a re-working of 
The Way of All Cacti, from my album The Perfect Storm
https://jeffgburekprojects.bandcamp.com/track/the-way-of-all-cacti

My world never moved on from there
What should I dare become?
Ready drifter, astro-naught,
multi-hyphenate creative?
Beginning on the margin again
Beginner, constantly "un-"
Constantly blown by solar winds
My follicles untether
Rods skip cones, my focus
pan-galactic smithereens
What flakes of sound can write this SNOW?
in which now loses as "S"
and then an "O"
What next?

I've never advanced a single step
Equilibrium, homeostasis
Tight fit, clinging fabric of pulsar
Entropy, everything so near,
no city, no center.
Just a fan blowing a breeze
for no face. Just a poem
spoken for, broken from
a gathering of the nations of words!
Who-hoa. Heart-beat caldera
Glowing blind, thumped
in hunch-back gloom

Must mist sybilline whispers

The poem really starts to come to life
when it being read for the first time
as if it were being written in the mind of the reader
who does a double-take, trying to figure
where it all comes from, where it's going
where the poem is coming from
inside itself, siphoned outward

Vociferous shift

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Splintered Voice One Hand

the war is over. 
we can breathe the dust of peace.
in the shadow of nuclear explosion.
lives, burnt down to the bones.
the dipping rain, 
acid experience of the human skin.

2023

dust of peace

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Free Mind Vol.3 - ( 01 )

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