Luís F. Silva

Pulsar Floating

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https://soundcloud.com/tengos-trail/sealed-off

Sealed Off - Tengo's Trail - Sunday Jam-Collab

FlexHead/Chipleh
Check out the remix at https://soundcloud.com/chipleh/flexhead-nowhere-to-go-feat-chipleh-chipleh-remix

Listen to the remix

Nowhere To Go Feat. Chipleh

The Passage (video in desc)

A cover of the Alev Lenz song Laura for the Spitfire recompose competition

Laura (Alev Lenz Cover)

The project is a collaboration with Jan Exner @exner from 2016. We divided the poem "Aufbruch" into six parts. With music and sounds Jan created a fascinating acoustic imagery. Lets go ⇢

Jan Exner : Guitar / Synths / Mix / Production
Karin Tarabochia: Text / Voice / Image



Aufbruch
1 
Aufbruch! Was war, fällt ab. Knöpf’ meinen Kragen auf.
 Zieh’ die Weste aus, an der noch Land hängt. Warte ab.  
Was klammert, saugt, in Zaum hält, bröckelt und springt. 
Mein Schneckenloch, mein Honigfuß, mein Schritt ins Leere  
und endlich Fall, Bruch, Sturz … und Landen!

Departure. What was, falls off. Unbutton my collar.
Take off the vest with land still hanging on it. Wait.
What clings, sucks, bridles, (now) crumbles and cracks.
My snail hole, my honey foot, my step into the void …
And finally fall, break, plunge ... and landing!

2 
Neubeginn verschieben, unendlich lang?
 Das Ende aufzäumen, und den Anfang aufspüren? 
Erfüllung vorwegnehmen?
 
Postpone a new beginning, infinitely long? 
Bridling the end and tracking down the beginning? 
Anticipate fulfillment?

3 
Schnipp’ die Leine durch, lass Haus und Hof 
und was ich schuf, rollt durch den Kopf. 
Dreh' mich aus dem Schleiertanz.
Spann' meinem Wagen andere Pferde –  
höher geht’s und weiter!
Sonnenfahrt!  Der Täuschung abschwören - 
Wütend platzt mein Innerstes und gibt frei: 
Anemone, Traumpferd, das ein Holzbein schwingt.
 Am goldenen Wagen im Sturmwind treiben –  
den Füßen fehlt Boden, den Händen fehl'n Sprossen. 
Nichts da, nur Lederhaut an Sohlen und Schwielen.

Snap the leash, leave house and yard
and what I created rolls through my head.
Turn me out of the veil dance.
Bring other horses to my carriage -
Higher it goes and further! Sun trip!
Renounce deception -
Enraged my innermost bursts and releases:
Anemone, dream horse swinging a wooden leg.
Floating on the golden chariot in the storm
and the feet are missing ground, the hands are missing rungs,
nothing there, just leather skin on the soles and calluses.

4
Träume meinen Flusslauf vom Anfang zum Ende
und schwimme zurück, dorthin wo ich bin.  
Fisch sein! Springen! Am Ufer lachen sie
und manchmal hält das Fischmaul die Trommel an  
und hört Sirenen singen.

Dream my river from the beginning to the end
and swim back to where I am.
Being fish. Leaping. On the bank they laugh.
Sometimes the fish's mouth stops the drum,
hears sirens singing.

5 
Wir müssen diesen Platz verlassen,
so schnell wie möglich unsern Kopf vergessen,
 der benommen Geschichten schwatzt, vergisst.  
An Scheiben rinnen Tränen. 
Was befürchtet war, wird wahr, vergeht.  
Am Weg besteht, was ist.

Mich nicht messen an anderen, mich nicht missen! 
Nicht verkaufen, dem Anderssein weglaufen!  
Mich am Fluss einfinden, wer ich war, wer ich bin,
im Zwischenraum die Zwischenfrau. 
Den Mädchentraum beenden,
den Zeitraum größer drehen und kleiner,
 Schritte sehen, die fest am Boden.
Ich war weg und komme wieder.

We have to leave this place,
as soon as possible forget our head 
who gossips stupid stories and forgets. 
Tears run down the panes. 
What was feared will come true and pass. 
On the way persists what is.

Not compete with others, not miss me,
not sell myself, nor run away from being different.
Find myself by the river, who I was, who I am,
in the interspace the interwoman.
End the girl's dream, turn the period bigger and smaller,
See footsteps firmly on the ground. 
I was gone and I'll be back.

6 
Lass’ mich nicht hängen und bis zum letzten Tag warten, 
bis ich mein Blut abgebe und mein Gesicht sich ins Tuch drückt.
Nicht bücken und suchen, mich zwischen Spuren verfluchen. 
Das Ziel sehen, nahe bei mir:  
Ich bin Traube. Ich bin Straße. Ich bin Mensch.

Not leave me hanging, waiting until the last day,
until I give up my blood and press my face into the cloth.
Not bend down and search, curse myself between tracks.
See the goal, close to me: I am grape, I am street, I'm human.

4 Träume meinen Flusslauf (eXner / Augenmerk)

1st Track from The Guiltless, October 2020 release by Softlands.  Recorded at Shadowbear Studio, CT.  Mastered at Black Knoll Studios New York.

Change Or Die

01Nov20

From my lastest Bandcamp album ' Strexagos'
https://bosonspin.bandcamp.com/album/strexagos

:D

Boson Spin - Gradvaria

Composed for Naviar Haiku #358.

More on Naviar Haiku:
 https://www.naviarrecords.com/about/naviar-haiku/

Close My Eyes

Close My Eyes - Naviarhaiku358

Plenitude

Latest album ("Wandering Mind") was released on the record label WORMHOLE WORLD on digital and CD formats. You can also listen to it on your favourite digital streaming platform.

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EXPERIMENTAL | ELECTRONIC | AMBIENT MUSIC

Thank you for visiting my page and for listening to my sounds. My influences range from classical music to experimental electronics. Too many composers and musicians along the way…

I’m dealing with ambient, experimental and electronic music and I like to write melodic ambient sounds. Well, I try… I like long notes, echos and reverbs on my songs. One simple request: please listen to my songs with a good set of headphones and feel free to “like”, repost and to comment… Please note that here you can only find a small selection of my songs. You can find all the others on my official bandcamp page and on all major digital music platforms; please follow the links below.

Thank you so much for all your continued support,
Cheers,
LF.S 

On SoundCloud since February 2017

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LUÍS F. SILVA