The infinite is a constant theme throughout my work; it is always present in the cracks in the walls, our reflection in the water and the spaces in our body.
Growing up with a single mother that suffered with mental illness was very challenging. I could always see behind her pain was something immensely beautiful and expansive.
It can be hard to connect with the transcendent when we are so invested in the day-to-day, and the stories we tell about ourselves.
I have always been aware of the deeper, transcendent experience that is beneath the sometimes benign and mundane experience of life.
It has been challenging to start creating films for my music but is so right for me. I have realised who I am is reflected in everything I do and walking around Bristol looking for moments to capture with my camera makes me more receptive to how incredibly beautiful life is.
I really hope you take something from this. I am working on building my channel so please subscribe to help me gain momentum if you haven't already.
Sending gentleness, love and appreciation to all of you.

Written, performed and mixed by David Mackenzie
Mastering by DRMeaker

Solace (Movement 2)

1. Loose Bruce
2. It's Your Fuckin' Birthday

2023-04-26: Middle Ages Brewing

Lenta chordis

Gesprochene Steine“ Klagende Steine" - "Sprechende Steine"

Bei einigen meiner zahllosen Spaziergänge durch meine Stadt Hamburg, mein altes Stadtviertel Altona, begegne ich häufig diesen so genannten „Stolpersteinen“ die in manchen alten Straßen in den Fußweg verlegt wurden. 

Sie liegen so unscheinbar da. Ich lese Namen, Geburt und Todestag jener Menschen die hier einst lebten. 
Blicke auf und manchmal steht sogar noch das alte große Gebäude wohin die Steine den Weg weisen.
Sie sind mahnende Gedenksteine von Ereignissen tiefster Finsternis.
In vielen deutschen Städten und Gemeinden auch in Hamburg wo ich lebe, wurde die jüdische Bevölkerung verfolgt, deportiert und ermordet.
Ein sehr dunkles Kapitel meines Landes.
Ich verspüre eine Ohnmacht über das unfassbare Schicksal dieser Menschen.
Ein in Stein gemeißeltes Gedächtnis und Vermächtnis. Sie sind nicht mehr Namenlos. 
Sie haben hier gelebt. 
Dennoch sind diese Menschen für immer verschwunden.
Ihre Stimmen, ihre Künste, ihre Kraft, ihre Bräuche.
Diese Steine mahnen, rufen und sprechen häufig zu mir, wenn ich über diese Steine gehe. So empfinde ich.
Bleibe stehen, verweile, gedenke unser.
Ich höre stumme Schreie, wehklagen. Sehe schemenhaft, umherhuschende dunkle Schatten. 

Dies veranlasste mich zu dieser düsteren und traurigen Komposition.
Denn ich finde keine Worte mehr. 
Die Steine sprachen zu mir. Es sind „Sprechende Steine“
„Singende und klagende Steine“

Vielen Dank für Eure geschätzte Aufmerksamkeit.

SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Musik :  Björn Cloppenburg  Alle Rechte vorbehalten
Foto	: Björn Cloppenburg
Es wurden für dieses Projekt virtuelle Instrumente der folgenden Firmen verwendet: 
https://soundiron.com  SOUNDIRON : Mercury Children Choir
https://spitfireaudio.com PHOBOS BT / CDT
https://8Dio.com Prepared Piano 
https://orchestratools.com  Organic Voices  Solo Opera



"Spoken Stones" "Wailing Stones" - "Talking Stones"

On some of my countless walks through my city of Hamburg, my old district of Altona, I often come across these so-called "stumbling blocks" that have been laid in the footpaths of some old streets.

They are so inconspicuous. I read the names, dates of birth and death of the people who once lived here. Look up and sometimes even the old big building still stands where the stones point the way.
They are admonishing memorial stones of events of deepest darkness.
In many German cities and communities, including Hamburg where I live, the Jewish population was persecuted, deported and murdered.
A very dark chapter of my country.
I feel powerless over the incomprehensible fate of these people.
A memory and legacy carved in stone. You are no longer nameless.
You lived here.
However, these people are gone forever.
Their voices, their arts, their strength, their customs.
These stones often admonish, call and speak to me when I walk over these stones. That's how I feel.
Stand still, linger, think of us.
I hear silent screams, wails. See vague, scurrying dark shadows.

This prompted me to create this somber and sad composition.
'Cause I can't find the words anymore
The stones spoke to me. They are "talking stones"
"Singing and Wailing Stones"

Thank you for your valued attention.

SOUND CLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Music : Björn Cloppenburg All rights reserved
Photo:   Björn Cloppenburg
Virtual instruments from the following companies were used for this project:
https://soundiron.com SOUNDIRON : Mercury Children Choir
https://spitfireaudio.com PHOBOS BT / CDT
https://8Dio.com Prepared Piano
https://orchestratools.com Organic Voices Solo Opera

Spoken Stones

Another collaboration between Khan and Nic.

Title/Shaman
Vocals, song & lyrics/Khan https://soundcloud.com/khan20233202
Beat, mix & prod/Nic

lyric
She called me a shaman 
She called me a shaman 
I asked you Why? 
She called me a shaman 
I asked you Why? 
You are crystal clear
She called me a shaman 
I asked you Why?

That’s so funny ,
but I like it
but I like it
but I like it
but I like it

Birds sing me a song
Birds bring me love
Birds sing me a song
Birds bring me love

She called me a shaman 
She called me a shaman 
I asked you Why? 
She called me a shaman 
I asked you Why? 
You are crystal clear
She called me a shaman 
I asked you Why?

but I like it
but I like it
but I like it
but I like it

I feel happy 
I think of you
I feel happy in the morning
I think of you
I feel happy in the morning
I think of you

彼女は私をシャーマンと呼んだ
どうして？私は聞いた
とっても澄んで明晰だから
おもしろいね
でもそれ好きだよ
鳥が私に歌う
鳥が愛を運んでくれる
朝に幸せを感じる
あなたを考える

Shaman

Khan

Shaman [khan & nic]

Spirits

A Seed To Grow

Origin by Roger Tastet 06/2023

Choirs : Soundiron Requiem light
Guitar : Amplesound AGL
Cello : Cinesamples Tina Guo accoustic cello legato
Strings, Piano and Horns : Vienna Symphonic Librairies

Written with Notion 6, realized with Logic Pro

Origin

“Civil Twilight”

art work: Bianca Van Dijk via Pixabay

てのひらの
器の中に
火を点す
市民薄明
夜　はやく来い
影の子ら
ねぐらに帰れ
鐘も鳴れ

Light a fire in a palm bowl.
Civil twilight.
Night, come quickly.
Children of the shadows, return to your roosts.
Bells, ring more.

Vocals: Vocaloid Yukari
Field recording: Recorded at a certain location in Tokyo. 
The evening chimes ring, urging children to return home.
Children playing in the park shout, "I don't want to go home yet! I still want to play!".

Civil Twilight

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Pulchritudinous-Catastrophe-895559735

Puppet's Sorrow

Along streets flooded with flashes of neon glare, the shadows are feared.

Lenta chordis

Paul Maurice Roche | Composer

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