Loosely inspired by Edgar Winter's Frankenstein, only all blissed out.

Balloon Party

The song "Far Away" is written, performed and produced by Kyle Egret.

Check out my album 'Consecutive Correlation' available digitally worldwide via Tokyo's fantastic label @breadandcakerecords ! Buy/stream it here: fanlink.to/KyleEgret-CC

www.kyleegret.de

It's Too Much

Daydream journey (departure from the waterside)

The Final Track on my Rooftops album. The 1st track can be heard here:
https://soundcloud.com/orbiting-freakshow-orch/rooftops-and-chimney-pots-part-1

Rooftops and Chimney Pots

The End (1993)

Part 54 of 266
Chapters released every weekend. All TAFFETA tracks are created within seven days.

I use a complete hybrid of organic & electronic sounds within the scope of the Taffeta project. Nothing is out of the question and no limits are set on how things may evolve one way or another.

If you want to hear everything that has come before:
The TAFFETA Albums are available for free on Bandcamp.
Released in 15 part/chapter increments:

TAFFETA Volume 1:
belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-1

TAFFETA Volume 2:
belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-2

TAFFETA Volume 3:
belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-3

The TAFFETA Playlist is always kept up to date:
soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim/sets/taffeta-a-266-part-musical

TAFFETA | Part 54

Composed, performed, arranged, and produced by nNIMAa.

Artwork by Saleh Khoraman.

Nothing

Nothing (old-version)

An original song about, well, The Forest.  We drive by them almost every day and seldom stop to admire their beauty and think about the importance they play to the well being of our beloved planet.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

No door to enter by, no door to exit from.
Once inside you feel, tranquility taking hold.
Anointing you to the spiritual and the material.
Daring you to let go and dream in peaceful solitude.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

Perhaps a bit indifferent, when you first arrived,
Now in awe of it’s diversity, and its abundance of life.
From the outside we give it, but an indifferent glance.
On the inside we immerse in the sights, sounds and smells.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

Staring up at the sky, to see those towering pines.
Reminds us of our minute place, among living beings.
Afraid and delighted, loneliness and enlightenment
In debt to the forest, for stimulating our minds.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

Sustainer of life, comforter of souls.
In-stiller of wisdom, evoker of feelings.
A world within a world, where life seems to stand still
A sanctuary of sorts, to experience and protect.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

The Forest

Moment One

I didn’t care whose voice it was
I’m captive and a slave
Bright and pure shines her star
Upon that glorified guitar
Until we came to Spenlow’s grave

No pausing on the brink
I was gone
No time to even think
Fallen headlong
From moment one

Enough wrung out of me to drown
A fellow moonstruck clerk
Steeped in a sea of soup and sound
Bite the key to my carpet bag
Distinguish in the dark

Weak infatuation, maudlin mind 
Celestial blue
Saturated through and through
Turn into a room close at hand
The empress of my heart

Many thanks to Steve Pumphrey for playing the guitar solo on this recording.

Moment One

Photography by:
Myles Tan
https://unsplash.com/@mylestan

When you were just kids,
and swung ever so high,
did you sometimes imagine
you could almost Kick the Sky?

Kick The Sky

So good to get my utilities back and return to SC.  I had a bit of a time
with Hurricane Laura and Delta.  At times like this you find out how
truly strong we are.  The out pouring of so much help from family,
friends, neighbors, churches, local officials and government agencies
were tremendous.  I have been singing this along with my grand kids
lately.  A bit of encouragement, wow What A Wonderful World.

What A Wonderful World

I am very  happy to announce my new collaboration with Vocalatti and Paploviante.
Hope you’ll enjoy!!
COVER:  Grace Jones
Vocal: Vocalatti
https://soundcloud.com/vocalatti
Mastering and Bass: Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Backing Track: Lilithe

Slave To The Rhythm feat. Vocalatti /Paploviante - Bass

Lillithe