time to

Arise, arise
Sir Galahad
The times are good
The times are bad.

Even in
Your neighbourhood
There’s still much
That you can do.

There’s still much
That you can do
Even in
Your neighbourhood.

Arise, arise
Sir Galahad
I can see
You’re feeling sad.

It must be time
For you to go
Out beyond
The land you know.

Out beyond
The land you know
It must be time
For you to go.


 
And when the end times
They come near
And it’s time
To disappear.

Even then
You can do good
Even in
Your neighbourhood.

Even in
Your neighbourhood
There’s still time
To do some good.

And even when
The times are near
For you and me
To disappear.

Even then
There’s time to be
Arise, arise
Sir Gallifree.

Arise, arise
Sir Gallifree.
Arise, arise
Sir Gallifree.

Galahad r3

Method: It‘s complex. 
Narration: Just think of Paris, millenia later.
Image: Another (altered) section of the original Tiny Inclusions illustration. Yes, I guess 'blue' might have been seen in ancient Greece as well.

poem / copyright jo richter:
(as published in: Tiny Inclusions, in: Auslegpapier)

Out of the blue
he is back, has returned.
It is the Klein kind of blue,
to be precise. He must have
stared at the picture for hours.
.
The walls reek of bliss.
His own smell carries that stink.
Long before he had realized it,
his senses had learned
to abhor beauty.
.
.
It is now that
he remembers his name.
He was the one who courted,
beguiled Helen, took her to Troy.
His name, the gods took him here to remember his name.
.
.
.
All his life, he had fought his way along
the Hausmann lines of perfection
that used to encircle his palace. Armies of strangers.
This is where they end, in a blue
square on a gallery wall
reeking of bliss,

blue

Blue

Sometimes I cannot believe what I hear regarding to the problems we have as a global or national society. May it be climate change, gender gaps, war, prosecution, racism, oppression...

Far, far beyond every logic and facts exists a world that looks temptingly simple with an easy solution for everything. Sometimes I can feel a small part of me is even a bit envious because I care very much and I wish there were easy answers to let the burden of being in charge of my decisions go. Shall "the others" (who are of course always in charge but I am never, haha) act first! But well, it's not given to me. But the ability to make music is given to me and it eases my worries and it's a cool feeling to create something from destructive energy. So I made this track. Here the lyrics: 

I'm speechless
Climate change denying
War and violence
I'm speechless

Proudly displayed ignorance of my kind
Lack of empathy, just one thing counts:
Convenience

Unwilling even to to save ourselves
Out of greed and sloth
Speechless. Leaves me speechless.

Speechless

In the first week of #documentafifteen x #lumbungradio, we shared mixes of dark ambient drone and experimental music starring by Belial Pelegrim, Mood Exhibit, Myrh, Vericose, Miguel Chinchorro, Patrick Picault, Minimal DRN*GRL, Wivresse, exner, Special Cecilia, Kaerian, Tony+Morris, Muterial and many more: https://lumbungradio.stationofcommons.org/

Vericose - Harmless Berries
Hierophlex - Release (Cloud Version)
itwasthewires & Marco Lucchi - Amor Fati
Muterial - Versality
WÜST, Tomas Horn - Sanskritual Mantra (Remix)
Andrei G - Flawless Victory

Via de Acceso

Showcase: Via de Acceso 22 @ Lumbung Radio

The Devil jumped the Tyne at the Mill Knock Rock
He hung his Granny 
With an iron chain
He snuck into the kitchen
In the body of a thief
And he never went to sleep again

Their spartan dreams
Would curdle
With the weight of his hand
In the dark, snowbound forest
That surrounded the gorge
In the half-light
Of Winter's grin
Singin'
"Let me in,
…Or just in case
Leave my pack
By the fireplace"

The man in the casket
Whistled this tune
As he smelled the slaughter
On the gibbous moon - he went;

(Whistles)

The Devil jumped the Tyne at the Male Knock Rock
The Devil jumped the Tyne at the Male Knock Rock

song by RJ

The Devil Jumped The Tyne

Samples: Kure Kure Takora
See: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kure_Kure_Takora

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!
I want everything
Gimme Gimme Octopus
Up from the ocean
I got hot and sunburned
Why must I live at the top of the tree
Viewing all my desires through a telescope... I want the stars!
Gimme Gimme Octopus

Uptrendepa Llamaene

Citare

@haya33
@evitamanji
https://www.instagram.com/hottarek/
https://www.instagram.com/evitamanji/

blurer is a peripheral study exploring ways to perceive our surroundings beyond any focal point. The poetic text where the winds are coming from, invites contributing artists and musicians to collectively explore a world that has become unfamiliar yet again. Inspired by the moment Alice tumbles into Wonderland, it asks what it means to unlearn, relearn, and navigate within a world anew. Like Alice, this conceptual mixtape delves into places, things, and feelings that have been overlooked, ignored or seen as a backdrop. The text, tracks, and sounds of this compilation take us on an explorative journey—not to arrive somewhere, but to sense that what lies within the blur has always already been in the here:now.
(Lisa Walder, 2025)

Most music is used as a form of abstract translation. To unblur the personal, we abstract it and transform and transport it through familiar sounds. Through abstraction, the motives are essentialized to their core. In this, minimalism becomes a prioritisation. A blur can be more flexible. The reduction of elements could be optimistic or protective.
What this release does is observe the peripheral, to look for emotionality or personality within it, but also to create atmospheres that appear peripheral, yet are again included in the general blur.
When hearing the sounds of blurer, the focus of the compositions fluctuates and directs the listener’s perception to certain points within, not only to hear what seems essential but also to draw closer attention to the peripheral. Throughout the whole release, the procedures are very different. Some moments are vivid, almost narrative. There are deconstructed references to find, in both energetic and quiet forms. Occasionally, we pass by rearing, foggy drone walls or prancing, twirling, or scurrying melodies carried around, on synths or guitar strings. Blurer seems to harbor atmospheres of comfort in the cold, loops of spiraling memories or expressions of disorientation, that scamper around on the acoustic foundation created by the 19 artists.
(Elia Brülhart, 2025) 

Assembled by Periphery Serpentine
Commissioned Text by Lisa Walder
Mastered & Cut by Isabel Schröer
Artwork & Design by Dimitri Erhard

supported by GGG Kulturkick Basel-Stadt
ryser005 © 2025

blurer

central steam

Maya Hottarek & Evita Manji - central steam

This album was born from the heart of Syrian pain — from a land that still whispers life despite all the sorrow.
The music here is more than just sound; it’s a cry, a memory, a heartbeat of a nation still standing through the wounds.
It rose from Syria — from the ruins and smoke — from voices tired of war but still dreaming of peace.

The sound is epic and cinematic, blending orchestral depth with choral emotion.
Each track carries a grand, melancholic soul — dark yet alive, sorrowful yet powerful.
This is the music of a people who refused to surrender, who lost so much yet still sing for love, for return, and for light

هذا الألبوم خرج من قلب الوجع السوري، من أرضٍ كانت تهتف للحياة رغم كل الألم.
الموسيقا هون ما هي مجرد نوتات… هي صرخة، هي ذكرى، هي نبض وطن ما زال واقف رغم الجراح.
طلعت الموسيقا من سوريا، من بين الركام والدخان، من صدى الأصوات اللي تعبت من الحروب بس بعدها بتحلم بالسلام.

الألحان ملحمية الطابع، فيها إيقاعات سينمائية تشبه مشاهد الألم والصمود، تمتزج فيها الأوركسترا بالعُمق العاطفي للكورال، ليولد صوت واحد… عظيم، حزين، وسوداوي، لكنه مليان حياة.
إنها موسيقا تحكي عن وطن ما استسلم، عن ناس فقدت كتير، بس بعدها بتغني للحب والرجعة والنور.

يا وطن، تعبنا من الحزن   Oh homeland, we are tired of sorrow

Quail Creek

20251101_vextura

<>>>>>>
the empty shells surrounding the deep love
END EMPIRE

taRka: a process, a place
a collaborative project
by Myrh : Mariam Zohra D
poetry/song/visual arts
@myrhyum @myrhyummy @tariqa-kali
> https://tarka1.bandcamp.com/
> https://mariam-zohra-d.my.canva.site/portfolio#home

great appreciation to a
network of enchanted,
conscious music,
enabling me to weave
a poetry of resilience.
journeying to mystic places,
reflection, projected in waves of rhythm.
feeling home in melodies
made of new and old.
paintings to spark the soul.

This space is proudly shared with
VIA DE ACCESO
@viadeacceso
& NEUROLOGICK THUNDER RKDZ. 
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