Spring Promise

A small tribute to Wolfgang Palm! I didn't really put much effort into the composition and to be honest I composed it in a hurry! I didn't touch the oscillators at all and there was no change in frequency. The sound was made with the random function of this excellent virtual synth! Next time I'm going to try harder with my limited musical knowledge!

Sesion 1 - PPG Wave Mapper 2

Drinks are on the House

PLEASE NOTE: this is an .mp3 file only since higher quality .wav files are currently not uploading on soundcloud

method: to distract me from the everyday task of fighting demons of the mind,  I set out with a gregorian version, only to understand that my voice was not up to standards and expectations. You can still hear that choral in the background. Well, gregorian monks might might have actually sounded like that – not everyone is a pitch creature after all. After postponing some iterations to enjoy creating UP UP AND OUT with Jeff (and assissting in setting the next project on good tracks), I  then added layers to better match what my mind heard to what the headphones belted out. Somehow, I did not let go of the initial composition, though – feeling attached to its disjointed, squealing humanity. Call me sentimental and you’re right. I also just felt like taking this ride on the RC-505, rediscovering my former companion from hitherto unexplored angles ;-) 

Narration: the poem is about an evolution – or a journey to the sea – whatever you prefer to call it. having become aware of the circumstance that I am more of a liability than an asset in certain processes, I found myself in the clutches of a transformation that needed processing itself – and a good deal of sublimation, I guess. 

Image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

all the hardly humid barrens
harbour time in arid sands

while the early einkorn seedlings
of the floodlands sway and bend

and the tides bring tidal tidings
weighing vapour, thermal scales

ah, the oceans, giant oceans
breathing water, water whales

isosem

Artur from Surfers Like Us   https://soundcloud.com/user-411502040 
send me a fine little surf guitar file which i permutated in a mix out of the original...

surfers like us +noxpox - meltdown of the ego

A Night In Heidelberg * Instrumental

con mucho cariño para todos mis seguidores 

Electric Thunder

Western Canada prairie, a native land, colonized by British, Scots, French, and Metis in late 1800's form a government with Louis David Riel as their leader, execute Thomas Scott,perceived as insurgent disruptor of the state, 125 years later become a integrated mixed ensemble of cultures and nationalities who have migrated here.

Manitoba-Anthem Master

Ice Demons (2006)

Nestled deep in the ancient folds of the West Virginia mountains, Glass Ritual is a mystic believer’s retreat. A tight-knit community of naturalists, mystics, and musicians, they gather beneath moss-draped trees and starlit skies to honor the unseen forces that shape the world.

Glass Ritual honors the sacred pulse of nature, the language of wind and stone, and the healing power of song. They perform their music at campfire gatherings, celebrating Mother Earth’s healing energies. Each album serves as a ceremonial recording woven from voices of many: forest dwellers, fire tenders, dreamers, and drifters coming together to rejoice in Earth's rhythms.

Every track is a ritual. Every lyric a spell. From whispered chants to thunderous harmonies, Glass Ritual albums capture the spirit of seasonal cycles, elemental struggles, and the eternal dance between light and shadow.


The Ritual Continues


beneath the full moon
her delightful figure
shadows caressed and illuminated
and the light transfigured
everything
beneath her feet
and all around her
all eyes that looked upon her
could see
her divinity

believable soon
deserted life and in a
glowing celestial swoon i faded
from this life and bigger
better things
that she bequeathed
to all around her
materialised and took us from the
world that we could see
into divinity

every thing
changed in a moment
when the moonlight touched her face

luminescing
crazy it all went
spinning through right up into space

in the moment when
she first appeared

angel angelic psychedelic and magnetic
she's an angel an apparition right
before my eyes

she's an angel
an apparition
right before
my eyes

beneath the full moon
her delightful figure
shadows caressed and illuminated
and the light transfigured
everything
beneath her feet
and all around her
all eyes that looked upon her
could see
her divinity

believable soon
deserted life and in a
glowing celestial swoon i faded
from this life and bigger
better things
that she bequeathed
to all around her
materialised and took us from the
world that we could see
into divinity

every thing
changed in a moment
when the moonlight touched her face

luminescing
crazy it all went
spinning through right up into space

in the moment when
she first appeared

angel angelic psychedelic and magnetic
she's an angel an apparition right
before my eyes

she's an angel
an apparition
right before
my eyes

every thing
changed in a moment
when the moonlight touched her face

luminescing
crazy it all went
spinning through right up into space

in the moment when
she first appeared

angel angelic psychedelic and magnetic
she's an angel an apparition right
before my eyes

she's an angel
an apparition
right before
my eyes



Spring Promise

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