"XXII La Isla", a poem of Easter Island, by Pablo Neruda. The poem is from Pablo Neruda's "The Separate Rose", translated by William O'Daly. 
Permission has been granted by the Pablo Neruda Foundation. 2009
Composer: Pamela Illanes-Tatsuoka.
Performed with the composer's voice.
Dedicated to Kikumi.
I am honored and excited that the video for this song has been posted on the Apech channel:
https://youtu.be/rKmS6qIbfhM

"XXII La Isla" (poem by Pablo Neruda)

Instrumental version of the Natt Brus chart topper. Monomental Instrumental. 
Listen to West Texas Ministry by Natt Brus on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/XK8zS

Performed by me and my Mo Sheen. Posted in strict accordance with the 17th and 36th bylaws of the Sacred Order of Zoroastrian Gyrations, pre-cleared by the sub-committee in situ after preliminary approval by the sub-sub-committee pro tempore.

Eagle And Serpent

Monolithic Refactor

I'm walking  down to McDonalds
And that's all I'm going to do today
I guess that I'm not moving on
From our moving on
The poet he dies of a thousand paper cuts every day
So I'll say
It's been a pleasure to be with you
In this space and time
And when your telephone it doesn't ring
And when your doorbell it doesn't chime
It's me

I went to the hypnotist
To try to make some kind of sense of this
He snaps his fingers
He goes 1,2,3
I let that hippy girl read my tea leaves
I don't want to, but I have to believe
And when your telephone doesn't chime
And when you feel that California sunshine
It's me

This poet, he see a little less beauty every day
I walk past the coffee shop
Past the Stop N' Shop
Past the parking lot
With that Polish Bar, where we used to go
When your telephone it doesn't ring
And when you're craving Gin & Grenadine 
It's me

It's been a pleasure 
To have someone like you in my life
And when your telephone it doesn't ring
And when you find out who was to blame for everything
It's me

When Your Phone Doesn't Ring (It's Me)

Something to relax to or maybe cook to, your choice. Enjoy my friends.

Written, performed and recorded by Greg Hurley

Relax

A dead body on Earth would begin to decompose as the bacteria in the air and within the body began the long process of breaking down. However, in space, there is no oxidation, so decomposition cannot occur before the body either freezes (if you are not near a source of heat) or mummifies (all the moisture will be sucked out of your body). If your body was mummified, all biological processes would stop rather quickly, so there would be no further breakdown of your body. Both processes happen rapidly, but that frozen/mummified corpse could potentially sail through the cosmos for millions of years before encountering another object or force that acted on it.

Desiccated Corpse Floating Through Space

I am currently remixing all the tracks of the 'The Dwelling' album I made in 2017/2018, because of new insights in mastering and mixing and new equipment and tools to aid in that. 

This is 'Atticboy'. The original version dates from 2008 I believe, and I recorded this version in 2017, and remixed it today.

Other entries in this remix spree are Long Shot and Until the Light - the latter only being available on BandCamp (why though? https://alicedeeper.bandcamp.com/track/until-the-light-2021-remix ?)

In the time of my former band UMF, this was a live favorite - usually played at the start of the second set to jumpstart the audience after the break.


lyrics:

yeah I thought that I got away from all the rules of a sorry game
now I'm locked to another chain - spinning down seems the only way
I won't do what the bugger say - feeding life on a hungry plate
shorting out for a better way - I got a taste for the bitter rain!

I got pain, in my brain;
a screw loose, this is not my day!
I got it hanging bad again.
and everytime, is all the same,
I wanna get out but I don't know where to stay,
if everytime I refuse to play,
slumping down into the grey,
seeking comfort is not the way.

Find you a lovin' or find you a hell,
the best way of discovering is s*** I can't tell!

A truce, that's for you.
Too loose, that's for you.
Can't choose, that's for you.
To lose, that's for you.
No way back to you,
run away far from you.
Too late - answer you!
no regret,
all of you.

❤️ @Bandcamp

Atticboy (2021 remix)

Music, lyrics and song : Jens - Joel
Instruments : Jens - Joel and Magnushttps://open.spotify.com/track/2BUNaqIZY1ZjGcnp6ltGxs?si=5d77c63bb3744ded

In The Desert

Original score inspired by the Collin Armstrong novel Polybius

1077NE

Brand new track from the forthcoming album Geostrophic Pathways

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Liberation

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Liberation (Album Version)

satiated 15 bpm take 1 21325

Welsh musician and composer. If you like my stuff, please like, repost / share. And follow for more tunes

Desiccated Corpse Floating Through Space

Marc Dauncey