I don't understand it but it sounds damn cool

Very funny and very relatable! Either I'm getting old or organising Christmas parties is getting harder lol!

Universal frustrations, Konrad, so wittily expressed...and it's only 7 short months 'til we have to do it all over again!

Pretty brilliant, Konrad for your 'first ever song with lyrics'.... impressive, MOST!!

Weekly Wave

Over There

trulomožđe(demo)

Just for fun. 

I shared a rehearsal space in the basement of Westbeth Artist Housing (please see the photo) in the late 70’s. This music has to do with my dream-memory of the place.

The basement was labyrinthine. Until a few years ago, I still had recurring dreams of that environment. It was constructed of grey painted cinder block or some such stony material. There were many bands in many rooms down there, and as you walked the halls you’d hear all the musics leaking out from under steel doors in cacophony. Often you’d hear the band in the next cell right through your own stone wall as you were playing. That made it hard to record in there. We did it anyway. 

The sonic qualities of this recording remind me of those hallways as do some of the somewhat antiquated guitar moves. And by the way, I love antiquated guitar moves!

Westbeth Catacombs

Harsh Landscape

Am I alone in the dark 

I can't sleep and i walk in the dark in a park; Am i alone?
i see a stranger on a bench sleeping.... with a bottle of vodka...

Simple story/question but multi-layered vocals on the mysterious uplifing music of genious Paul Paploviante
Alone in the Dark / Paploviante / Open Collaboration Offer 
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix

https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/alone-in-the-dark-paploviante-offer-open-collab?si=2597ed50719f4b92bd7fdf31a4aec187&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Picture and vocals: Saskia

? Am i alone in the dark (collab Paploviante)

R&R Forever & Evah!

This my first ever song with lyrics. 
The piano version of this song is at 
https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-new-years-queue-piano-miniature
Check out my other music here: https:\\konrad-spittelberg.carrd.co

In the New Year's Queue

On a crisp and sunny morning, I step inside the market hall
Buying treats and sparkling wine, for our New Years party at night fall
My thoughts are drifting to the evening, dreaming of a joyful night
I dream of dance, of friends of fancy fashion– tonight is gonna feel allright

And then arrive at the counter - no, that's euphemistic to say
‘cause the end of the line is 20 meters away
Patience tested but my pulse still stays rested
I glance at my watch, just sufficient time still at hand
But if I get delayed, my day won't go as I planned
“Come on, why can’t you just move along?”

An elderly 
-- couple decides that they want to get 
--rid of all their coupons
They search their bags with amazing endurance - it’s a geriatric marathon
They turn each leaflet individually – is it still good?
I feel the pressure slowly rising under my hood
 
why do I have to waste my time in line - what's the deal?
how did I end up here - I must attest -- this gets a surreal feel
Every minute feels like hours, I’ve got to  go
Stuck in this snail trail that is creeping so slow

--- A man wants to pay 
his whole purchase with coins and he counts them with intricate care 
--- But then he mixes them up 
and so the count repeats again, 
--- as the line waits in ever increasing despair
his fingers start to tremble even more 
as he tries to build piles
 --- if it were for me
I would strongly support a law 
That would put this guy  into eternal exile

 Clench my fists till they’re white
Try to resist the anger that is building up inside of me
Hormones storming, my vision forming a tunnel
That is filled to the top with a bloody red sea
I must confess, it was no clever plan
To use my cart, As a battering ram
First it caused a shopping cart traffic jam
And then the first blow started to hit  into my belly

You will understand that I needed to defend my stand
Fists were flying there were children crying I did not care
Rage was holding me in its clutch
My composure breaking, this was getting too much
As I went down under kicks and blows


And the last thing that I’m able to recall
I was smashed against a wall
It nearly  broke  my skull
Conciousness waved politely bye bye 

I woke up the following day in a hospital
the bruises were not really critical
but my enthusiasm for this new year had faded to null

Around next Christmas, 
I'll mind my own business
And leave all the parties behind 
And will try  …
… to unwind

The New Year's Queue (Piano Poetry)

A collab with https://soundcloud.com/bigpapashonan on violin and keys/sounddesign and https://soundcloud.com/holgerengel on bass guitar, Big Thank You to my wonderful collaborators. Please take a listen to the remix of KBS:  https://soundcloud.com/bigpapashonan/brochen?si=a3d0ddc3cdb9475f9601e6fdea3e64bc&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
 
At 1142 metres above sea level, the ‘Brocken’ (also known as the ‘Blocksberg’) is the highest mountain in the ‘Harz’, a mid-range mountain group in Central Germany. Put simply, it is a large block of granite, a plutonic rock. It is shrouded in legends and mystery. My father grew up in this area as a child and of course knew the old stories and myths, including some about the so-called "Brocken Ghost"...

The cropped, filtered and edited photography shows the „Brocken Spectre“ (original by Walter Richter)
					
„When the observer's shadow falls on a layer of fog or clouds, the shadow is not represented by a solid surface, but by each drop of water in the haze individually. As a result, the brain cannot see the shadow stereoscopically and significantly overestimates the size. Air movements cause the shadow to move, even when the observer is standing still. This seemingly separate entity can also float and hover without having any visible contact with the ground. The other physical conditions on the mountain, cool and damp air, silence, as well as the lack of orientation due to a lack of foresight and neighbouring mountains, reinforce the subjective impression of the apparent existence of a ghost."

					Johan Esaias Silberschlag, 1780


Brocken Ghost

1
The shadow falls (4)
On layers of fog 
The shadow falls
Unto each single drop
The shadow falls
On layers of fog
The shadow falls (2)
  
A different story
On each single drop  
A different story
From the bottom to the top
A different story…

2
The shadow floats
On layers of fog
The shadow  is hovering
Over the ground
The shadow is growing
Waving without sound
The shadow floats
With a glory

A different story
On each single drop  
A different story
From the bottom to the top
A different story
On each single drop
On each single drop

Brocken Ghost (wt KBS and Holger Engel, raw edit)

My tribute to David Lynch (RIP) and his film, Lost Highway. 

Also, man, am I digging the octave pedal for my bass! 

Influences: Daft Punk, DJ Shadow, Tricky

Dick Laurent Is Dead (a David Lynch tribute)

Hey, I mastered one of our first collabs with my friend @specialececilia.
  Happy 🐣!!
Dx

DREAMAWAKE CECILIA & RICØ (Mastered)

This is just a song of personal circumstances written in the same phase as “Jigs & Fixtures”.   
Looking back after so many years, I really should not have any regrets.  The song picture is also arbitrary.
Thanks so much for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Lyrics / Vocals / Arrangement / Programming – Michael C. Lynn
Guitar Solo – Brent Mason @Band_in_a_Box
Violin Solo -  Avery Bright @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
It's been four years now					
I am still around in these castle walls					
Not yet ready for society bound					
Waiting for chances to call					
But the curtain's falling before the play begins					
Sometimes you make it					
Sometimes you have to give in					
					
In this castle					
For too long I've been here					
See the castle					
Many long to be there									
That's the castle……that's the castle

Card games in the library					
Play truant repeatedly					
Keep on fooling around					
Examination's in a daze					
All the years are gonna waste					
Feeling like a clown					
Empty stages, regret is the only thing					
Run through the pages					
Can't find the right song to sing

In this castle					
For too long I've been here					
See the castle					
Many long to be, long to be there

Requirements must be satisfied					
If you wanna get inside					
Fill the forms and stand in line					
The status that you're aiming					
Dreams you're pursuing					
Future sure looks fine					
Games hall and canteen					
Swimming pool in between					
Are just too fascinating for school-leavers at seventeen				
					
(CHORUS 2)					
Come and join the castle					
We're getting better every year				
Join the castle					
It's nice to have you here
Join the castle					
We're getting better every year				
Join the castle					
It's nice to have you, nice to have you here

The Castle

'untrue'

She's been sittin' on my steps, smokin' cigarettes,
thinkin' 'bout the sex fixin' to happen next.
She took me to her room
and, underneath the moon,
she played my bride, and, I, her groom
on wedding night, with 'I love you's
that all turned out quite untrue.

Now I'm wondering where she's gone
and if she thinks of me
when cold nights feel so long.
Oh, what could have been
if I would have been open minded then,
instead of livin' life in sin,
just fuckin'.

untrue

Construction #22

good morning, honey

l'art pour l'art - Vertere
May 2025
Duration: 3:00
Listen to the Playlist, l'art pour l'art: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/lart-pour-lart
Cover art painting: Carol Klepper
Cover art lettering: John-Marc Ventimiglia
For piano, harpsichord, organ, skiddaw stones, timpani, virtual instruments and percussion

l'art pour l'art - Vertere

Amor love someone

The piano is not just an instrument; it is a storyteller. My lifelong companion. Each piece holds the memory of a moment in time, of a period in life. Here, I share my personal journey—one miniature, one experiment, one story at a time.

I’m Konrad Spittelberg, 52 years old. Though I’ve always called Vienna my home, I have pursued various interests, building an interdisciplinary background that spans education in Latin and Greek, studies of Mathematics, Physics and Economics and a carreer in Consulting and Risk Management. Sometimes, you might also find me immersed in games of Go, Chess or D&D. 

But only when I’m not making music. Of course. Still then, all of my interests have shaped the way I think — and, in turn, the way I compose.

The instrument of my life is the piano. I play it since the age of six, the first 16 in music school with my dedicated teacher Margarete Gerlach (and also thanks to the city of Vienna to the incredible publicly funded music schools!). My piano playing saw multiyear interruptions due to travel and workload. But in recent years I’ve found the time to pursue my passion again—with renewed joy. I devote many of my evenings to developing, refining and rehearsing my piano miniatures. 

I inhale music wherever I find it. In the echoes of Renaissance motets or contemporary cluster music with my local choir, which I joined 30 years ago. In music running in the background of a fashion store which I Shazaam for later enjoyment. Or live concerts - there are so many gifted artists in the world! 

My music is a dialogue between tradition and exploration. Rooted in classical and romantic traditions, it ventures into jazz, rock, and pop.  I love to experiment—playing with unexpected tonalities, syncopated rhythms, and dynamic contrasts. My compositions often evolve through shifts in tension, rhythmic complexity, and harmonic modulations, sometimes venturing across the circle of fifths. I’m also diving deeper into the art of mastering, an area where I still have much to explore.

If my music speaks to you, I’d love for you to follow my journey. Follow along, share your thoughts—whether in appreciation or in challenge. Music, after all, is meant to be a conversation—and I’d love to hear your voice in it.
Enjoy your time with my music! 
Contact: konrad.spittelberg@gmail.com
Spotify and Youtube: https:\\konrad-spittelberg.carrd.co

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The New Year's Queue (Piano Poetry)

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