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“Purgatory Song” is based on a voice improvisation, which I recorded years ago for a collaboration with South African musician and visual artist Garth Erasmus, but never used. Later I added some sounds of a prepared piano, as an ironically broken allusion to the romantic “Kunstlied”. Much later I processed these elements together with electronic sounds to create the Purgatory Song.
The artwork has been made by Thomas Müller. See also www.flickr.com/photos/txmx-2/albums

Purgatory Song

Božena

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Manic Depression

Roller

This is a variation of a sort on a musical fragment which appears in the theme  music for the TV series 'All Creatures great and Small' and also in  the first movement of my Tripartite Fantasy and is  constructed as a free flowing set of improvisations on a simple basic idea This simple idea is treated in a linear polyphonic way resulting in a texture which moves between consonant and dissonant harmony ending on a C major chord.
N.B. A similar musical idea treated in a much different way also appears in the first movenent of my Tripartite Faantasy posted here: https://soundcloud.com/julian-cafarella/allegro-vivace-for-chamber-orchestra
This version was mastered by John Cafarella

Dr M : Sort of a TV Theme (Revised 17 March 2023)

https://youtu.be/JTu891wLW84 WATCH THE VIDEO 🙏🏼

What blood is to man,
water is to the earth.

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Ich kann oft stundenlang am Strome stehen,
Wenn ich entflohen aus der Menschen Bann;
Er plaudert hier wie ein erfahrner Mann,
Der in der Welt sich tüchtig umgesehen.

Da schildert er mir seiner Jugend Wehen,
Wie er den Weg durch Klippen erst gewann,
Ermattet darauf im Sande schier verrann,
Und jedes Wort fühl' ich zum Herzen gehen.

Wie wallt er doch so sicher seine Bahn!
Bei allem Plänkeln, Hin- und Widerstreifen
Vergißt er nie: "Ich muß zum Ozean!"

Du, Seele, nur willst in der Irre schweifen?
O tritt, ein Kind, doch zur Natur heran
Und lern' die Weisheit aus den Wassern greifen!
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I can often stand by the stream for hours,
When I escape from the people's spell;
He chats here like an experienced man,
Who has looked around in the world.

There he describes to me the travails of his youth,
How he first won the way through cliffs,
And then, exhausted, he was almost lost in the sand,
And I feel every word go to my heart.

How he so surely plods his course!
With all his skirmishing, to and fro
He never forgets: "I must go to the ocean!"

Thou, soul, wilt thou but wander astray?
O approach, a child, but to nature
And learn wisdom from the waters!

VIDEO 🧐

The Dawn Of Waves

2023

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one-hand-piano n°2 [you to play with, if you like it]

“Green Moon”

I found you when I was alone
Without a hope within my heart
When you waxed, I would float
You worked your charms just like Bogart

Green Moon
Where the hell was I floatin’ goin’ nowhere with you?

You filled me with smoke
Stroked my ego, made me feel so smart
Or at least when you glowed I thought so
Ergo I was Descartes

Green Moon
What the hell was I thinkin’ wastin’ time with you?

You pulled me in with your dark gravity
I nearly was absorbed

I fell in to spaced-out depravity
Oh how my mind was warped

But the Golden Sun heard my prayer at my fall’s apogee
Turned my stone heart to flesh and whispered adore me

Green Moon
Where the hell was I floatin’ goin’ nowhere with you?
Green Moon
What the hell was I thinkin’ wastin’ time with you?

Green Moon

As Morrissey said in those heady days
He'd like to drop his trousers in the queen's parade

I get the sentiment and it looks more pertinent
Learning more of the establishment pervertedness
We could power the national grid with  their "lost" files
Cos the States of Office are full of paper shredding trails

And those conspiracy freaks with their creepy newspapers
May be wrong but they're on to the capers
Of our so called betters in parliament
As they look down on the rest of us

From Leeds to Manchester, Brighton to Aberdeen
We now have a King, but we'd rather the Queen
The "Queen is dead" has finally come true
But the change we hoped for is not for the red, white and blue

Cos the same people that push us down
Are ramming their ideology and using the crown
There is no patriotism in doing us down
And i suspect even the Queen might frown

At the state of the country as we fall further down
The rabbit hole of Thatcherism that idolises the crown

No more, please, please no more
We cannot take it anymore
They kick us down and they take it all
We cannot take it anymore


Dr M : Sort of a TV Theme (Revised 17 March 2023)

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