ah yes thats acarpet i would sleep one, when my penthouse in the 134th floor crashed together with the whole towerthing:)

Image: "The Tower of Babel" by Pieter Bruegel the Elder (1563)
From Wikimedia Commons

Tower of Babel

Shuckedil Jargonara

Oleata Dohopa

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Lyrics:
Are there far and dark countries teeming
I have to see
Life's too dull, I wait patiently

I'm slipping past and stealing where I can
Stealing as much as I can stand
Cannot be cold, cannot be buzzing all the time
Life's dull strain, looking for a hill to climb

Every line and shape perfectly defined
Every color detailed and brilliant
Life's too dull, even the great can't live with it

Mirage music and poetry and letters
Language we love to say
Life's too dull, and gets in the way

Sylph male circling me, come together when I breathe
Life's too dull, that's what we achieve

Nothing has started, nothing has come through
I'd like to stay after school
I don't even know what it is I've held on to
Life's dull strain, what do I want to do

I treat you like you're in short supply
Life's too dull, I can't imagine why

The mother's sins have won
Life's too dull, we've barely just begun

Arms crossed at wrist, held tight
Shadow of a dove
Flies across the beam moonlight
Casting on the wall
Life's too dull, it's not a dove at all

Baseball and stadium
The summer scorching heat
Life's too dull, and incomplete

There are too many questions
But I don't want answers, I just want to feel
Life's too dull, form of a habitrail wheel

Pesticide perpetrators at beck and call
Herding unique tales to a cliff to fall
But then I don't want to sparkle
Or have the gold wash over the aerial
I'd rather be blank and small
Life's too dull, since I grasp the sprawl
I'd rather be blank and small

Mirage music and poetry and letters
Language we love to say
Life's too dull, let's be on our way

               April 15, 2025


Life's Too Dull

A collaboration with my fellow musician and guitarist, Aris'e. Guitar performed by Aris'e, with arrangement and composition by yours truly, BOUYA.

Arise!

onde dormem os gatos sevagens

Lost love

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco
https://youtu.be/2QnczhGqEzY

Suspiros Del Alma

Danza De Cuerdas

made with casio, zoom h1, and NCH
i waved zoom h1 around for panning but mabes got carried away :D
NO MGWHM NO

new day, fresh start

Right now, vague anxieties in the world strike us like noise.
What is its root cause? Sadness? Anger? Or fear? No, that's not it.
Its true nature is the fear called "loneliness" that suddenly comes to anyone.
Even if filled with love, friendship, or family, loneliness somehow crosses the mind.
In this world, I am the only one. The only one who knows me is myself. The feeling of loneliness is very painful.
However, we face that loneliness sincerely.
That is precisely what allows us to truly notice others' loneliness, empathize with others' sadness, and become advocates who grasp others' feelings.
When we feel loneliness and based on that are able to erase the world's noise, we perceive everything as conscious.
But the world is so impermanent, and someday the end of life will come to you and me too.
What we leave behind then is not a big deal.
What exists there is a world of "nothingness." Yes, everything returns to nothing. The world and we all return to nothing. But the "nothingness" embraces the world—gently, strongly, bravely, and cheerfully, peacefully, and calmly..."

This track was created from my original draft of the words, which he translated into English and brought to life through narration.

fictionalive ⭕ UNITY https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

All Returns To Nothingness//全ては無に還る//with narration

*This cover song is non-monetizing*
Cast of Characters: 

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass, Paul Reed Smith semi hollow body electric Guitar 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and love triangle
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — production, mix, and mastering

This song, in case you're not familiar, was written by Medeski, Martin, and Wood with guitarist John Scofield, and performed by them on an album eponymously named A Go Go. Josh has always been a huge fan of both MMW and J.S., and has always wanted to play more of their music, as he used to cover a couple of their songs in one of his main old bands. 
  Josh laid down the bass and after going back an forth a couple of times with Ken and his thrilling drums, they established the rhythm section. Soon after, Josh added his jazzy guitar, as well. We needed someone to play John Medeski's part, too, of course. So, we asked JJ if he'd do the honors, which he did in grand fashion. 
  Once it was all laid down, we needed a good mix, and no one is gooder than Stephen, so we asked him to mix it for us, which he did in his always pro manner. 
  This was a lot of fun to record, and we hope that comes through. This is a stripped down Eclectic Collective collab, where most of what we're all doing is improv. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed making it.

A Go Go by Medeski, Martin, Wood and Scofield (Eclectic Collective cover)

When the authentic self seeks to create an environment set apart from the all pervasive false reality and narratives of these distorted times, it must do so without foundation or context, upon a tabula rasa, an arte povera, from nothing, and how better than through joyful aimless play with no intention other than to create and exist within the moment, through art and music and dance, away from symbols and language and meaning, away from expectation or reception, a creator with no audience or consumer, for the simple  fun of it. And it must be fun; if working hard and making effort are key to success or gaining respect then neither success or respect are important, one need not pass beyond gatekeepers for something as worthless as approval. There are no bad paintings. Want for nothing other than to know the people sing even if you hate their song. Smile at their terrible dancing, then dance yourself.

SQRIA is like all my other recordings in that it is made live only with small cheap synth boxes (Korg Volca (Sample1, FM1, Modular, Kick), Korg NTS1, Korg SQ1, Bastl Kastle (1.5, Drum and ARP)) - no daw or complex programming - just some forethought/intention and the generation of a suitable playspace - then recording what happens as I move things about. SQRIA is different in that each track is originally hours long and then edited down to something near 20 minutes.

B/ Easier Weather

Tantra Touches & Love Pulses

Intimate Adoration

Babel 285

Not Yet

Your Careful Control

Other Tongues

Caveat: I explicitly prohibit the use of any material I post for purposes of torture, brainwashing, hypnosis, bedazzlement or any other nefarious activity. This prohibition applies to all governments, corporations, institutions, agencies and individuals. 

“The avant garde is dead. That is its triumph. Let it lie.” - Chris Cutler in “Not As We Choose: Music, Memory and Technology”. (Highly recommended!)

“… there is increasingly less call to exercise an already too rare generosity of aesthetic hospitality.” - Chris Cutler

" Music is one of the great Mysteries. It gives life. It is not a career, nor a business, nor a craft. It is a gift... and a great responsibility. Because one can never know where the creative spark comes from or why it exists, it must be treasured as a Mystery. For the most part I believe creativity chooses you, not the other way around." - John Zorn (excerpt from the liner notes to 'Magick')

“Listen as if you were being told a secret” - Federico Fellini

“Experimental and electronic music was once not-so-benignly tolerated at the margins of western art music, but it has over the last decade or so moved toward a central position as something of the soundtrack of our digital culture. Where it once was merely tolerated it is now more engaged and doesn’t have to apologize to anyone”.  - Douglas Kahn 

"Through technology, voices are amplified and silence is broken. Spaces are shared." – Laurie Anderson

"I frequently hear music in the heart of noise." - George Gershwin

"'Tis an ill wind that blows no minds." - 
Malaclypse the Younger in 'Principia Discordia'

“Let us cross a great modern capital with our ears more alert than our eyes and we will get enjoyment from distinguishing the eddying of water, air and gas in metal pipes, the grumbling noises that breathe and pulse with indisputable animility, the palpitation of waves, the coming and going of pistons, the howl of mechanical saws, the jolting of the tram on its rails, the cracking of whips, the flapping of curtains and flags. We enjoy creating mental orchestrations of crashing down of metal shop blinds, slamming doors, the hubbub and shuffle of crowds, the variety of din from the stations, railways, iron foundries, spinning mills, printing works, electric power stations and underground railways.” — Luigi Russolo in 'The Art of Noises' (L'arte dei Rumori)

Urban Dictionary (https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Mesmo)
(New Norberian English)

1. lit. in a state of mesmerism, hypnotism; in a trance
2. in a state of bewilderment or confusion, daydreaming; 'out of it'
3. mind bogglingly awesome, spellbinding, captivating

(1) "He swung that watch in front of her face and she got all mesmo"
(2) "When the teacher called me to the board I had just woken up and was still pretty mesmo"
(3) "The new N64 cartridge is totally mesmo, bro”

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