Re-reading Asimov's "Foundation" trilogy. It's not how I remember it. Anyway, I've tried to conjure up a cityscape with an element of loneliness, Terminus being on the periphery of the galaxy... A bit like us, I suppose.

The smooth sounding guitar is a Gibson Memphis 335.

The artwork is by guitfiddle on DeviantArt.com

Terminus

Adventine B

“Livid”
Dreamy LoFi/ambient track from our Eastern LoFi Lab.
Cover pic: Arpad Kajel www.facebook.com/arpikirandul

Livid

The song has a remarkable age, and I changed it several times. This is the today version, recorded (guitar and vocals) with a RØDE NT-USB+; you can hear dogs barking in the distance (but I don't think they were protesting at me). The outro is from an earlier version.

LYRICS (ENG / ITA)

Break the biscuit of a only word
Dip it in the milk, see if it drips
A verse or something to put in my mouth
See what it touches me: the thorn or the rose

Cradle the minutes of some clock
To see them go slower
A precious alarm clock to put in the bank
But still I miss a thorn or a rose

It's the house made of sugar
when darkness falls
has cork steps
and walls of ashes
the inhabitants are sordid
they have a soft soul
they are foolish and perverse
it is the house of verses

Stealing the colours of a famous painting
sell them by the pound to a greedy painter
a murderous night to put on canvas
Will be worth the candle a rose or a thorn

To bet a needle from your haystack
But be a magician and find a thousand
a glorious hunt to put in your pocket
And more is not enough a thorn or a rose

It's the house made of sugar
when darkness falls
has cork steps
and walls of ashes
the inhabitants are sordid
they have a soft soul
they are foolish and perverse
it is the house of verses

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Spezzare il biscotto di qualche parola
tuffarlo nel latte, vedere se cola
Un verso o qualcosa da mettere in bocca
veder se mi tocca la spina o la rosa

Cullare i minuti di qualche orologio
vederli cresciuti andare più adagio
una sveglia preziosa da mettere in banca
ma ancora mi manca una spina o una rosa

E' la casa di zucchero 
al calar delle tenebre
ha scalini di sughero
e pareti di cenere
gli abitanti son sordidi
hanno un'anima soffice
sono stolti e perversi
è la casa dei versi

Rubare gli effetti di un quadro famoso
rivenderli a etti a un pittore goloso
una notte assassina da metter su tela
varrà la candela una rosa o una spina

Scommettere un ago del vostro pagliaio
ma essere un mago e trovarne un migliaio
una caccia gloriosa da mettere in tasca
e più non mi basta una spina o una rosa

E' la casa di zucchero 
al calar delle tenebre
ha scalini di sugherio
e pareti di cenere
gli abitanti son sordidi
hanno un'anima soffice
sono stolti e perversi
è la casa dei versi


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Lyrics: Pier Massimo Forni e Michele Ansani
Music: Michele Ansani (1979)
Recorded in 2024, October 14-15.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, October 16
Cover photo is from Pietro Corrao.

La casa dei versi (House of Verses) **

Cast of Characters:
Mistermark – @user-432503709 – Mark – drums, VST upright bass, electric vibraphone, horns, high organ in the last section, percussion (shaker, hand claps), production, editing, mix, and composition
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Fender Custom Shop Tele Thinline electric guitar and mastering
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, synthesizer
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – PRS semi hollow body electric guitar
This song began its life some 20 years ago recorded on Mark's old skool keyboard workstation as a bass line and drum beat, accentuated by a synth melody playing over some electric piano. It sat as that basic version until just recently, when Mark had gotten into horn arrangements, and wanted to try some out, thus creating the impetus for reviving this old tune. Plus, he wanted to get the Eclectic Collective to play the guitar and keys parts on it for a little extra jazzy pizzazz.
He turned it over to the rest of the EC gang with a pretty clear vision of what he wanted structurally. Stephen was first up, adding his driving guitar to the fist part of every verse. Josh deftly chimed in with the response line in every verse. JJ then came into the mix last and sprinkled his magic electric piano and other keys throughout. After all of our parts were in the can, Mark went to work dutifully editing and mixing what you hear as the final product. Stephen then did his pro mastering work on it to add a little bit more shine.
 This was a lot of fun to put together. It doesn't feature all of the EC, but the other guys will be on many upcoming creations. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Clyde's Glide (Eclectic Collective)

Hidden World

Emerald Realm

I love all my kids but if you are a parent of one or more little ones you know how it feels some days  😂

This is How Parenting Feels Like

passing clearings

Uplandaso Blunterovo

Video; https://youtu.be/JaiTBakK-og

Made in #Ableton (January 2025)

Genres;
#Dance
#EDM
#Electronic

Above Dreams

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Sibylline-Chatterings-927429902

Lustful Eunuch

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”

Banner: The Hearing Trumpet_Leonora Carrington (detail)

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Mesmo

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