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Been a lot of badass bass playing around here lately lol!

It was 1995, I had already acquired my trusty Alesis SR-16 "Dr No" but not hooked it up in stereo yet on my 4-track cassette recorder.

This track is one of the more fun I made in those days, thought I'd share it here. For the occasion, I properly mixed and mastered it in such a way to keep it's original character intact as much as possible. I did put *some* fancy effect to stereoize the vocals a little, and there is a subtle stereo reverb on the drums.. Things like that, but that's just to make it palatable for the modern crowd. This is after all an original recording, no edits, no overdubs.

Thinking about putting an entire 'legacies' album together. Would anyone be interested in that?

The very mature lyrics:

Salvation song
Connect me if I'm wrong
Me I am cracked, broken and torn
Haven't been clean ever since I was born

But I don't bear much pain
I'm not gonna jump no train
Every single hour every single day
Guess life is just a game

Some say I am insane
Some say I am just the same
As all them youth rebel rabble rebel rabble
Well I know better but you won't hear me tell
Everyone lives his own little hell
Let them turn around in their own smell
I let them feel bad if they let me feel well
It be alright with me

I know I only live to be
I know this is all you can see
I live to be just like the trees
And the flowers and the bees

Some say I am insane
Some say I am just the same
As all them you rebel rabble rebel rabble
Let live through their own hell
Let them live with their own smell

Salvation

Salvation song
Connect me if I'm wrong
Me I am cracked broken and torn
Haven't been clean ever since I was born

Some say salvation
Everyone, everyone...
Rebel rabble rebel rabble
Loser! Loser!

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Salvation Song

Edit: supporting visuals: https://youtu.be/O57dZY1AVdg

Experiment forcibly using new equipment all in one track. Well, this happened. It's kind of interesting I think.
I treated myself to a Twisted Electrons "Blast Beats" groovebox.. the lowest-fi glitchiest piece of cr*p equipment you can buy for not cheap. And I love it. Straight from the realms of Dystopia
Also, less prominent: some pad created with a Roland JD-08. Yummy. What an excellent little gem that.
Also in the mix: Elektron model:cycles. I am assuredly going to do a concept album or at least EP with that thing.
Vocals were recorded using a TritonAudio Fethead Transformer. That's a very neat in-line pre-amp running on phantom power.


I threw some lyrics together about things that are pretty current, and keep me busy, so here they are:

lyrics

Were you someone, I have to be asking
grew up serene, away from the struggle
and strife now presented that never did touch you
but words of deception that make you believe
that the world was on fire, injustice abound
right at your doorstep to take all your freedom?
but just close your eyes, there was never a real threat
other than the ones of split tongues and venom!

wired up, side on break the violence
fired up, ride on, hear the silence

tell me again who you were once ago
when the future was open and dreams were allowed
think of exactly who told you the difference
between cats and dogs and the hits that were misses?

the tales that were spun on a landfill of gaps:
all cognitive bias we need to unlearn!
projection, reflections, deflections, the point is
we all want our freedom and peace with the world

wired up, side on break the violence
fired up, ride on, hear the silence

Glitchout

I'll keep on singing until everyone thinks so someday.

Song & lyrics: Hiroyuki Ishimoto 
* Demo by voice memo


Lyrics: 

Oh, to moon, oh, I wish
I’ll sing my song, l hope it reaches that little girl 
Be my baby
The world’s about to change

Oh, I wish to God, oh, l wish 
I wish with all my heart for world peace 
Be my baby
I sing for you 

I’ll bring it your heart forever and ever
No need to be sad, let your heart skip a beat 

Oh, to you, oh, l wish 
I can’t put into words how I feel 
Be my baby
If the world could change 

Oh, to the world, oh, l wish 
A world without strife, a world without masks 
Be my baby
I’ll sing for you 

Deliver it to your heart forever and ever 
No need no sorrow, let my heart skip a beat 

Oh, to moon, oh, l wish

Moon (voice memo) / お月さま

The Postman

LE CLIP ICI : 
https://youtu.be/MNgD9q7KO-M

🇫🇷 Jesus Beluga, un album d’une heure de musique mêlant musique électronique expérimentale et un rock puissant à la limite du rock progressif. Les sonorités captivantes de la guitare, synthétiseur, de la mandoline, des percussions et même du violon s’entrelacent avec des éléments numériques. Un concept original en mêlant harmonieusement l’organique et le technologique. En plus des nouvelles compositions, il intègre des poèmes générés par Chat GPT, un modèle d’intelligence artificielle, qui sont ensuite récités par un logiciel de synthèse vocale. 

Cette fusion entre la créativité humaine et l’IA crée une atmosphère unique et invite à une réflexion profonde sur les thèmes de la spiritualité, de la technologie et de la relation avec l’IA. L’album explore de manière audacieuse les possibilités et les limites de cette interaction, offrant une expérience sonore et conceptuelle fascinante. 

De cet album, est né un concept de nouvelle religion mélant le sacré et la technologie de l’IA. J’ai aussi écrit un livre de 36 pages avec Chat GPT qui donne les grandes lignes de la religion belugianne.
Chat GPT a aussi inventé une langue originale pour les adeptes du «belugianisme».

🇬🇧 Jesus Beluga, a one-hour album of music blending experimental electronic music with powerful rock on the edge of progressive rock. The captivating sounds of guitar, synthesizer, mandolin, percussion, and even violin intertwine with digital elements. It's an original concept that harmoniously combines the organic and the technological. In addition to the new compositions, it incorporates poems generated by Chat GPT, an artificial intelligence model, which are then recited by a text-to-speech software.

This fusion of human creativity and AI creates a unique atmosphere and invites deep reflection on the themes of spirituality, technology, and the relationship with AI. The album boldly explores the possibilities and limits of this interaction, offering a fascinating sonic and conceptual experience.

From this album, a concept of a new religion emerged, combining the sacred and AI technology. I have also written a 36-page book with Chat GPT outlining the main principles of the Belugian religion. Chat GPT has also invented an original language for the followers of "Belugianism."

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With, Electric bass guitar, piano and electric guitar.

If you like, free download

Dark Night

Sweet dreams.  (whisper mix)

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Shadows, Toward the Light…
I composed it in the hope that the shadow of my heart would be illuminated by the light.

thank you for listening！！
DAW: Cubase pro 12

Shadows, Toward the Light

This is a song that JJ came up with on the electric piano and shared with the rest of us. He's done a significant portion of the songwriting for the Eclectic Collective, and always gives us quality songs, to which are easy to add our voices. When he sent it to us, he had a rough bass on there that sounded like Lust for Life. Ken came up with a killer and appropriate beat, which, if you can picture Lust For Life, included a lot of accentuated bass kicks. So, Josh took and went with that, and came up with a funky bass line. Ken and he kicked it back and forth a few times till they linked up. Then JJ added some funky ass organ and trippy retro synth to spice it up.
  Then it was time to send it to the guitarist. Tez laid down some smoking lead solos throughout, with his signature fiery guitar tone and amazing licks. Then Stephen funked it up even more with a fonky-ass wah guitar track. 
  Ken produced and mixed this one for us, and what an excellent job he did, too. This was so much fun to create. We all hope you enjoy listening to our jam as much as we did playing it.

Tonkas and Matchbox Cars-Eclectic Collective

some instruments, including synth and the pulsating synth bed, mix: tea are sea @tea_are_sea
other instruments, narration, mix: sonic structures and silent stretches
method: some back and forth, with stonerjazz and re-evolution café orchestra sometimes listening in and edging on
narration: the thirteen canto poem finds its way into sound, a canto at a time
image: copyright jo richter, using a detail of my photo of a magazine depiction of the phaistos disc as one element among others

info: there is one more version of this canto to emerge from other collab partners. LOOK FORWARD!

poem / copyright jo richter

How long he stayed, he could not tell.
He worked ferociously, sounding all
existence that had touched upon him into
being: the smell of meadows, the curl of
ripples, the calm that centers in a storm;
the timbre of voices, the straight lines of buildings,
the aloofness of announcers on the radio.
His desk was cluttered, his mind strove clear.

When he did not write, he‘d read up on
the origins of his ancient art: Vergil and Dante,
Marlow and Shakespeare, Homer and Joyce,
Ovidus, Cervantes, Rabelais and Wieland.
He felt the linguistic seeds, blown from foreign
stems, grow filaments deep in his native soil, he
saw them ripen, flower profusely, yielding
their beauty to ever-changing mentalities.

And as his insight widened and he gained
perspective, the rows of encyclopedias
and dictionaries that lined his shelves
slimmed down, as he gave up consulting
English for French and German, these for
Latin and Greek, those for Persian and Sanskrit,
until he only referred to Indo-European roots.
His desk turned clear, his mind became uncluttered.

Eventually, he also slept and dreamt
whenever the veil sank upon him.
Guarded by the spire‘s safe walls, he would
awaken slowly, remembering outlandish
lore, scribbling notes and poems of bizarre
truthfulness and penning recollections of his
archetypal ties. Some of his realistic verse de-
rived from fragments of prolonged poetic trance.

His muse meanwhile taught him to cook, the
art of mixing individual ingredients to bring about
a taste all of its own that nourishes both mind and
physicality. The painters tend to fixate on surface
and colour, she said, the musicians on timing
the process, whereas the poets never get anything
done, enchanted by words like ‚ginger‘ or ‚yeast‘.
All of their dishes taste awful.

canto iv

Departure Canto iv with Tea Are Sea

Let There Be Peace On Earth.

DO IT YOURSELF !
i make electronic music like a hermit in a cave...

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