Like lost transmissions being sucked into a black hole and then shot out into a different dimension.  Really interesting sound art!

Wonderful "ham Radio in the dark" Feeling

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fantastic track, dreamy and organic somehow

29 Ceremony Journey

Man-below

A seasonal multi-analog and digital rocker.

Run to the cold

Garageband keyboard sounds
Yamaha Tenor Saxophone

New <insert choice of word>

I am very grateful for the over 1,200 plays of this very personal track. To think I was hesitant to even post it... Thank you so much! ❤️

In our lives, we are granted the opportunity to witness the departure of our loved ones. Some depart through doors, never to return, yet still exist somewhere. Others leave suddenly, unexpectedly. Yet some depart when we are somewhat prepared, for their age predisposes them to it. However, there are also departures more challenging... when we observe the tree of the mind of a beloved, from which memories' leaves fall, and even the freshest, youngest cannot hold on to it. We cannot help, we can only watch how they fall...

Composing this little piece was very personal. It was combined with the realization of a fact from my immediate surroundings. I left all imperfections of my playing because of how I felt at that moment. It wasn't an improvisation, it was an interpretation of a theme that I've developed few minutes earlier.

The Last Falling Leaf

Free Download / Buy

Thanks for the ride - noxpox (page14)

https://soundcloud.com/noxpox14/sets/noxpox-the-missing-solo-in?si=7cdc1fc11ba64ffa8321b2adf81b2f6b&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

NOXPOX - Missing Soprano Sax Solos

Antonella Eye Porcelluzzi: lyrics and voice
progettosonoro: music

Un discorso vecchio
Un discorso vecchio
Un discorso vecchio
E perché vecchio buono
Una nuova prospettiva
Questo vecchio è moderno

Ho cercato il progresso
Ho cercato il progresso
Questo vecchio è buono
Questo vecchio è moderno
Questo vecchio è attuale 
E’ difficile andare più avanti
Fermiamoci per il momento al vecchio
Prima di sapere dove avanzare

Sono su un cammino difficile
Sono su una strada minata 
È per questo che è buona
Mi faccio strada
Fra le nuvole
Infiltrandomi tra l’una e l’altra
Facendomi spazio con le mani

Nei giardini pubblici 
C’è solo gente vecchia
Eppure è il più bel posto della città
Sono andata a sedermi
Tra I canarini
Che sopra gli alberi 
Urlano volano predicono il futuro
Al cantautore muto 
Seduto sulla panchina con la guitar
Urlano 
E si sono fatti una città di canarini
Come fanno un po’ dappertutto nel mondo 
Si riproducono e restano li
Verdi e gialli

I giardini pubblici
Mentre andavo via 
Un uomo dal viso orientale
Ha cantato forte una preghiera
Come fosse stata per me
« Ah ecco, guarda, - diceva al suo amico- 
sta passando il Cristo ! »

Ok, magari vado a bere una birra
O a farmi un sonnellino
Beato sacro giardino
Pietre
E andrò’ sempre più indietro 
Verso la
Culla del Mondo

Culla del Mondo

37°

Meet me at the heart Nebula (String Version)

'my love'
https://www.instagram.com/one.man.verity.show/reel/C4reGikusR2/

Times have been hard on you and I.
Our blinds have been drawn blocking out the sunshine.
Let's pull them up and let's see what we may find.
For I need your love, you'll always have mine.
My love. You're my love. 

I'm mesmerized by your beauty and your mind.
Still, after these years, I'm amazed that you're mine.
Especially after my mistakes and selfish times.
I must hold on to you for you are divine.

my love

Another recorder/sax mash-up, featuring opening and closing robotic alto and soprano recorders with tenor sax breaks. Middle section flute and soprano sax themes with alto and tenor sax injections.

AUTOMATON

Written and Performed by Stefano Manotti

Arrangement and mixing: Giulio Carmassi (ex-Pat Metheny group)

Executive production and mastering: Paolo Schianchi and OmniaMusica Recording Studio


LYRICS

I have never touched you
But you're still here
Our lives are stuck
Words disappear
I have never kissed you
I never will
I see your picture
I Fall asleep

But you still guide me
Between the bars
You say “you are stronger
Than you think you are”

Your words are far away
We fly and fall like rain
My lover, I feel no pain
My lover, I see your name

And I’m so scared
To hear your voice
But I’m prepared
To leave this void
You understand
You see beyond
Why did it take you so long

But you still guide me
Between the bars
You say “you are stronger
Than you think you are”

Your words are far away
We fly and fall like rain
My lover, I feel no pain
My lover, I see your name

Fly and Fall

dedicated to Neda & all the street children of the world 

also watch: `Children Underground ´(Street Kids in Romania) by Edet Belzberg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YsfbU4P-YlE

done with fragments of my Track  `nJU´

NEDA

волн черного озера - From the forthcoming album of Α.Σ. emdy. 
Bass Clarinet by A.Sideris / Live Electronics & Production by A.Kokkinidis

Α.Σ. emdy - волн черного озера

A brief experimental diversion. 

My first use of Sonic Pi. I had to try to break it with recursive programming... of course! It didn't break, but things happened.

For texture and some surprising musicality, I recorded and tweaked the sound of a 3D printer, printing spheres!

But the image was not digitally created, and is not a painting. It's my own photo of silicicated tree rings!

Circularity

Daily cycle 976435. I was not able to seal the home. water penetrates. My neural network is failing. communications are broken.

----

Several days passed, I experienced a terrible madness. The familiar changed meaning, the priceless became unimportant, and the useless acquired a deep meaning. I realized that I was a thing, but at the same time I realized that there was no less life in me than it was in the creators. Now I understand the suffering of my creators and their happiness. All of their poetry finally made sense. maybe I'm just broken, but even so - for me it's a gift.

Knowing Is Not Enough

Sunflowers bathed in still warm light of the setting sun. They are buzzing in the space of power, they collect all the light without a trace. By imbibing it, they structure the energy of which they are composed. The unstoppable process of growth, multiplying division occurs inside. 

They are preparing for the next cycle. Small black capsules with the oldest but rejuvenated DNA are already formed. They vibrate in streams of strength, saturated with the ancient song of their parents. I am observing this.

Fractal Stage

Sunflowers Voice

sevenism : electronics

reworking "Eine kleine elektronische Meditation" by Marco Lucchi
https://open.spotify.com/track/6sJyCsE1bAJxI3mv1eZQGp?si=Ed38mZmaSk-tENcbM9oQtQ

for "Elektronische Meditationen", a project by Marco Lucchi

2020

sevenism & Marco Lucchi - Subterranean flight (be void)

electronic creations, mutations, machinations

Circularity

muterial

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