@tariqa-kali posts a ukulele meditation
https://soundcloud.com/tariqa-kali/ukulele?in=myrhyum/sets/trajectory
@enigmacurry creates a new composition from a section
@myrhyum sings, mixes vocals & makes photo-art
@enigmacurry does final master & remixes photo-art for cover

"I Miss You" is an old song (2006).  I improvised it to accompany my friend Pasi, as he played the Mbira. For "Summer" a selection of the lyrics from the original are sung here:
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You should come home
Summer is coming
I see people holding hands
walking, smiling
I miss you so
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Summer | myrcury

A track recorded in using Ripplemaker, Monoon, Koshiba, Rozeta Collider, Rozetta LFO, Nembrini Delay and Stark.

Conjunctions III

Stage 2-2

Earth is a reservation we share, but it takes cooperation, not denigration.

Native reservation  Letra y música: Luis Días
Acoustic tribute:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rz2HZX4tDFA

You been so bad with me
that I don't want it
to be your neighbor
or call you brother
You been so bad with me
that I don't want it
to walk your street
or drink your water

Native reservation we are
we are living in New York city
but you never wonder why
Looking for solutions we are
but you never listen to me
you are the one with the burro heart
but you never listen to the music

you've been so cynical
that I don't want it
to bend my knee
to pray no more
people is going crazy
but you don't care
you have your guns
your jails your orders

Native reservation we are
you're killing our fight for freedom everywhere
Looking for solutions we are
you're killing our fight for freedom everywhere
and I need to be alive. Oh!
but the sun someday will shine
but the sun someday will shine

Radio Macana

Native Reservation

Luis Días - Native Reservation

Throw It Away (Embodiment EP 2020)

stone catcherye (@stonecatcherye): lyrics, vocals & guitars
unearth noise (@unearth-noise): bass, lead guitar & guitars
bitzone (@bitzone): keys, drums, percussion, mix & graphics

Outnumbered

I know you struggle with math
and I'll add
you have the mind to subtract
a fraction

you blocked a volcano's hole
how'd you expect that to go?

I know you struggle with thought
frayed and fraught
you have a mind to be bought
so distraught
push me past lines in the sand 
and god am

you own a lackluster soul
one I wouldn't like to know

I knocked but no one was home
only one oar was in that boat

rather pass joint to your hand
understand?

and this is no game
divine just feels divine inside your brain
and there is no shame

get off on my pain
and I will overload my pain to feign
and math is so great

Outnumbered

... where superheroes are called Jane/John Doe

Emergency Room

Poem 'Body Memory Hypothesis', field recording and cover pic taken in Venezia at Punta della Dogana by Ilaria Boffa

Body Memory Hypothesis

'La nostalgia never rests, never 
complains for it never ceases. 
 
When we rarefy we loosen grip
we allow others’ passage. 
They release new kinaesthetic 
recordings and by merging we
discontinue our tissue 
recollections and restore 
experience. Permeable or
semipermeable, up to us.
It’s a remembrance crossover
and recombination.

Feel me spread and merge.
Rarefy.'

Body Memory Hypothesis (canticle)

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=drF0qbP1QKk

Celestial Canvas

Winds Of Sorrow

Buy at Bandcamp

Inside of Things (See This Rock)

Revised Version of an Original. Lyrics, Music Creation, Production, Instruments, and Vocals by Riff Beach via RiffWerx Records & Production - 2021.
Misty Morning Sunrise © - 2021
Riff Beach - Original – (RiffWerx)
Peeking through our bedroom window
It’s a Misty Morning Sunrise
Light wrapped in golden glow
Shines like your loving eyes
Just like your sparkling eyes 
Love must come from within
Or, it can’t shine without
Being here with you, My Love
Well, you know that’s what Love’s about  
Yeah, that’s what Life’s all about 
(Chorus)
You know it’s a brand new Day 
Embrace its new surprise 
Good things headed our way 
In the Misty Morning Sunrise 
In the Misty Morning Sunrise
Misty Morning Sunrise 
We could just dive right in
While it hovers all around 
The air it feels so thin
Don’t quite know where we’re all bound
Who knows where we’ll be found?
(Bridge)
We started a little fire 
As yesterday slipped away
To be filled with such desire 
It’s a blessing I heard you say
So, don’t let it get away
No, don’t you let it slip away

Sunny Beaches All Around

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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