I made this for my little sister; it's a string of cameos about the town where we were born and raised - a suburb of Newcastle Upon Tyne.  Low income, but real world, real people, real troubles, real joy, real love, real communities, real humour, real music, real life.  All in gloriously rough 1960's industrial working class North East England monochrome.

For those of you not from that part of the world, lyric translations back to English are available upon request. :)

Started as a scribble, pretended to be a poem for a while, then I decided to noodle along and then.....  Ah, you know how it is.....in Byker town.
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Byker Town

Wallpaper of steam trains
Where the sweeping headlights sprawled
‘Cross the ceiling to the old piano
Up against my bedroom wall
In ‘67 the lid came down
Never played again so fair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Cross the bridge to get to school
Rope swings underneath
Bull’s eyes from the slaughterhouse 
Bombed out rail yard stark relief
Billy Smart’s big top’s coming down
But I don’t care
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Stench of old men in the Raby Arms
A bottle of dog to take back yem
Dominos and baccy tins
Were all that mattered way back then
Every retail product to be found
In Ernie’s shop just six foot square
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Quayside Sunday mornings
Champion, just the job
A week of meat to feed the bairns
For only fower bob
Scranshins from the chippy van ‘round
The side door of the Mayfair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Sent out on the Wednesday
In Charlie Shepherd’s finest rags
Over to the smokies
To get free broken kippers by the bag
Dad got paid when Thursday came around
Treats for us to share
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Front step full of babbies
Grazed knees on skinny legs
Back lane rows of nappies
Her face is full of wooden pegs
He’s on the dole no work to be found
Torn bookie slips by his chair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Nets twitching down the road
Never washed in years
Kids with mucky faces 
Almost clean behind the ears
Never seem to have a frown
Owning only what they wear
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Give up all the baggage I’ve got now
Of life in disrepair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Byker Town

Caper demo

30 Plus 1

I like to do these jams after staying up all night.  They tend to be a lot more ferocious that way. Hope ya dig :)

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(picture)Helen Duncan 1944, Duncan was one of the last people convicted under the Witchcraft Act 1735,
https://soundcloud.com/noxpox13/sets/dreamin-ov-moonrocks-open
Song of Nox Pox for alteration ,did bowl violin waterbowl without water and bit voice

Noxpox - Dreamin Ov Moonrocks Remix By Wsf

DRUMAX No. 43 // SPACERACE // Who will be the fastest?
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SPACERACE

DRUMAX No. 43 // SPACERACE

New 6 track ambient EP inspired by all things ambient

72.5

01 - NI - STRAYLIGHT - Both Worlds - Worm Hole
02 - NI - Noire Pure -  Basic Pure
03 - NI - STRAYLIGHT - Bowed Voices - Calabi-Yau
04 - SA - KO - Despina - Atlas_LCOT - Ethereal - Shimmer Oscillations

The Steep Valley

Instrument : Spitfire Audio - HCT - Swells Grid

Hauschka Composer Toolkit - First Contact

This track was created for the Naviar Haiku group.
330week haiku
naviarlab.tumblr.com/

2020-04-30

A bird flew past ( Naviarhaiku 330 )

a great honor for me  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VRfaP4ROcQs

no professional aspirations, just entertainment
home recordings just for the joy of music
thank you for listening
Thank you all for your comments, because there is always room for improvement
I am still looking, trying and experimenting, I really like electronic ambient for many years, but it only works as a live percussionist. In short, nothing is black or white:)
In today's hectic world I need quiet sounds and the vast majority of songs created at night, so are my compositions such as they are.

My tracks is based on the absolute freedom of the use of sound. Arises as if I painted a picture. In the head is the base, and then adding the details here and there.
As well as if I were his music told the story.

I use: Ableton-Live-Suite with Partnerinstrumets, Kontakt Player + virtual instrumentzs,NI-Machine, Ableton Push, Acces Virus TI Snow, Waldorf Blofeld, AKAI MPK 49, Korg Microkorg XL+,KORG Kaossilator,Kaosspad,KORG Wavedrum, Roland HPD 20, nord lead A1 r, Yamaha mx49, Roland Edirol for Fieldrecordings - and various live percussion.(Kalimba, frame drum, tombak, koshi etc)

A bird flew past ( Naviarhaiku 330 )

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