Name: Piston Honda MK3 and Sloths with some Erbeverb by John Wise
Duration: 6 min 11 s
Description: A bit of droning Piston Honda MK3 as a request.

(Verse)
I thought perhaps the universe had recognized itself,
That two vessels intertwined had shared this longing so divine,
Beyond our mortal sphere they'd met so long before their lives began,
And now this broken heart is far beyond repair,

(Chorus)
Maybe it's time for me to go, 
Now that I've had a taste of flight,
And I've loved all through the night, 

We meander through this wretched miracle,
That we're so proud to call our own until our names are etched in stone and fade away,
Who's to say what love and loss leave in their stead for us to believe in,

(Verse)
Checking off the years that pass so quickly, yet a lifetime feels so long, 
And its embrace just feels so wrong, these arms are snakes, these eyes are stone,
I guess the path that leads to death is one I'm meant walk alone,
To purge the curse of understanding no one's really there,

Yet we cling to the webs we've spun to keep the truth from writhing free, 
I guess it's time to give it up, the thought that maybe there was something more to life than this,
The careful flirtation with death I indulge with open arms to take my breath away,
Now that I'll never have my way with you, 

(Chorus)
Maybe it's time for me to go, 
Now that I've had a taste of flight,
And I've loved all through the night, 

We meander through this wretched miracle,
That we're so proud to call our own until our names are etched in stone and fade away,
Who's to say what love and loss leave in their stead for us to believe in,

(Bridge)
Hey you,
What's on your mind,
Have you seen through the cracks in the value you've placed on your life,

Now,
Give it your best shot,
And reap the rotten fruits of all that you've believed in,

Here, reflect on your life,
Look where you are,
And know that tomorrow won't wait for you,

So it's time to decide,
What breaths are worth,
The words on your mind when you lay down and die,

***

So what good is the heart if not to break for broken men in tow, 
I'd made a life for us inside my head to escape from what I am, 
It must be true that I've been all alone this whole time, 
Because nothing feels real anymore,
And I can't feel anything,

What if this what it feels like to be free,
To leave behind the dregs of our own misplaced morality, 

I'd like to take the fight to God and force him to reconcile,
This mistake he's made and show him just what I think of his immaculate image,
What better way to take control than defiling the beauty of his masterpiece,
I'll take these matters into my own hands and ruin the only thing I can,

This perfect fantasy we play to earn his favor,
But his mistake was giving all of us an out of turning cheek, 

But I never asked to be here,
And no one has to be here,
Calling favors in from a faith we never bought,

(Chorus)
Maybe it's time for me to go, 
Now that I've had a taste of flight,
And I've loved all through the night, 

We meander through this wretched miracle,
That we're so proud to call our own until our names are etched in stone and fade away,
Who's to say what love and loss leave in their stead for us to believe in...

Immaculate

May hearts be stirred, to protect and restore,
This place that was cherished, forevermore.
Let us learn from the past, mend what we've scarred,
And restore this desolation we once called home..

N A R A M A

BANDCAMP

Dave 1992/2023
- check out this new version of Dave from 1992, played live in Vienna's club 
PRST 4.2023

Dave Revisited1

A bit of droning Piston Honda MK3 as a request.

Piston Honda MK3 and Sloths with some Erbeverb

»KAMILHAN; il y a péril en la demeure« is the conclusion of a 5-part cycle of works by artist Grischa Lichtenberger which was initiated with the album »LA DEMEURE; il y a péril en la demeure« in 2015 and continued with the triple EP release »Spielraum, Allgegenwart, Strahlung« in 2016.
In addition to the concept of „demeure“, ones residence as a symbol for the joy and artistic possibilities one can find in isolation, Lichtenberger places a further emphasis on the expression of the voice, represented by the word „Kamilhan“. „Kamilhan“ is a non-existent word, an expression that Ernst Bloch once mentioned in an anecdote about his childhood. Fascinated by its sound but without knowing its meaning, it remained vivid in his memory in its purely „material“ form.
Lichtenberger also refers to this childish perception of language. Words that we do not know, but repeat in our thoughts until they become insignificant. Lyrics in a foreign language that we do not understand and still sing along and imitate. With computer-generated voices, Lichtenberger tries to reproduce these experiences. In his tracks we hear syllables and phrases that are similar to words and that seem familiar to us, but whose meaning remains a secret.
As on the previous album, the tracks on »KAMILHAN« are constantly torn apart and reassembled. Borrowings from hip-hop and even pop are unmistakable, desired, and yet delusive. Rhythms that are repeatedly broken in order to re-organize themselves into new temporal patterns. Melodies that are pierced by precisely these intricate rhythms. Voices that lack any empathy due to their artificiality.
Lichtenberger himself describes these tracks as „crooked ballads“, which, by deliberately following classic pop song structures, try to sell us the absurd as the normal, and in turn smuggle some hope of recognition into the absurd.
»KAMILHAN; il y a péril en la demeure« will be released on May 08, 2020 on CD and as a limited double vinyl edition including a handmade and signed silkscreen print.

KAMILHAN; il y a péril en la demeure

Grischa Lichtenberger »s4e« taken from »KAMILHAN; il y a péril en la demeure«

Beyond / Below 29 by @phonaut. Received April 2020.
Image of the Saturn Polar Aurora by NASA, provided by the mixer

"This is a 60-minute sample-garden of secret histories, shadow networks, and hidden phono-geographies."

Check Phonaut's archive here: http://www.phonaut.com/pod.html

Clock DVA: Diminishing Point 
Electro Harmonix (Tetsu Inoue + Jonah Sharp): Morphing Cloud (excerpt) 
8m2stereo: unc 
No. Inc: Early Reflections 2 (excerpt) 
Koolfang (Namlook + David Moufang): When the Rain Comes 
Future Sound of London: Its Very Existence 
Machinedrum: Tried & True 
Clams Casino: Wassup 
Amorphous Androgynous: Mountain Goat (remastered) 
Biosphere: Black Mesa 
Halftribe: Shells 
Nocow: Intro 
Woob: 変わり目 
2814: Impact

29. Phonaut

Bassline: Tš-L into I-ō47, Quadrax envelopes.
Arp: USTA sequence into Cš-L with Exp FM, QPAS filter, envelopes from Failistri.
Pad 1: Sequential Prophet Rev2
Pad 2: Piston Honda in Stereo with TZ FM, wavetable modulation from Batumi, into Bionic Lester stereo filter, effects on Mimeophon.
Modular Mixing: Intellijel QuadVCA, DualVCA 1U and Dubmix and Lexicon MPX-550.
Drums, Arrangement and production with Ableton Live +Push2.
Effects: AudioThing OuterSpace, Eventide Blackhole
Processing: Pultec EQP-1A, Purple Audio MC-77.
Mastering: SPL Passeq and IRON.

20200605 Safety In The Shell

081320

Granular synthesizer test. Sample is the first second of Shriekback's "underwaterboys". Parameters tested include grain density, deviation, size, shape, loop points, speed/pitch, grain chords, and stereo spread.

Piston Honda MK3 and Sloths with some Erbeverb

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