This song is the opening track from my new album with the Littoral Drift.  Josh Peters https://soundcloud.com/jdylanp was gracious enough to sit in and play on these tracks. His drumming is unique, stylish, and passionate. He brings a lot of flavor to every song on this new album. During recording, I gave him little direction and told him I wanted him to feel total freedom to explore the tune and the vibe. It inspires his playing. We mixed the album together and decided to call the new band The Littoral Drift. The Littoral drift, or longshore sediment transport, is the term used for the longshore transport of sediments (mainly sand), along the upper shoreface due to the action of breaking and longshore currents. 

Check out the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9T1rLpQw-tQ

Lyrics:
Born with a nanny and a silver spoon
No complaints no complaints
Broken down wifi can’t get no display
Plain and mundane just plain and mundane

Rolling the dice and feeling the spice
Credited for your glee 
Byzantine pleasure couches of leather
Sprinkled Freud into their sleep
Blameless faceless can’t tell the difference
They all look the same to me
Kaleidoscope of colors forming on the mother
Dark heart formed repressively
Down in the dumps could have been a contender
Blame the mob and learn the lesson
 jingles and  jangles of  holiday pretenders
Blindness to the seedy oppression
It doesn’t affect me so I don’t care

So many out there just fighting for their share. 

Just like animals we rip and we tear
Floating and bobbing hoping it ends
Nothing gets wasted in the nature of things
Recycled promises hang from the wing

Too many trampled just trying to see
Sitting pretty from the perch in their tree
Pulling for the ringer   tribal thought lingers
 avarice raises its middle finger.

Blameless faceless can’t tell the difference
They all look the same to me
Kaleidoscope of colors forming on the mother
Dark heart formed repressively
Down in the dumps could have been a contender
Blame the mob and learn the lesson
 jingles and  jangles of  holiday pretenders
Blindness to the seedy oppression
It doesn’t affect me so I don’t care
So many out there just fighting for their share.

The Littoral Drift

The Nature of Things

Music & Piano, Synth:  Jan Schonander
Instrument: Nord Stage III

About loss, about what we remember. Passing away is always a somber event, but over 20 years ago when my father was in his last days he told my mother to "be chirpy". I think it is good advice. The Colombian flag is in remembrance of my mother-in-law who passed away peacefully on 9/27/22 - may she rest in peace.

This is the first time I write something using the Cm harmonic scale (and lo and behold I stayed in key throughout) instead of the melodic. It definitely brought out some sadness.

Remembrance

ill omen

In a dream I looked up into the dark purple, black night sky and saw a transparent jellyfish. Its upturned rim was lined with soldiers. 
" It will be a silent start to world war three" I thought....
13 BPM
dah/: sound collage and painting

A Silent Start To WWIII

Electric Guitar: Denys Swyfer
Other instruments: Bribinvoile

v6 - 28 mai 2023
Illustration : Jonas Mohamadi (Pexels)

L'échappée

L'Échappée (feat. Denys Swyfer)

Join My Journey (Extended Version)

First time to work with Tea R. Sea with just the two of us, and it turned out great.     He wrote this one and I added the guitar.  I'm very much looking forward to working together again!

Watered Down - with Tea R. Sea

Convergence

Dear friends - this handbook is free for all warriors!
As you may have noticed, I am so frustrated with all the atrocities that are being committed during the wars that are going on now.


Handbook on War Termination

It is a time for reflection
the people are tired of 
being subjected to so much 
cruelty and shed of blood 
So dear invading warlords You must listen
to what we say  - You must swallow Your pride
and admit that You were wrong

Before it’s too late You must crawl to the cross
and say that You are very sorry
and offer compensation 
for the damage You have done
and draw back all Your soldiers, they are eager 
waited on by their wifes and also all their small kids
and the war has ended

It is possible that someone will forgive You
but perhaps Your honor cannot be restored
Will You go down to the history as one
honorable man in Your land
So dear invading warlords You must listen
to what we say  - You must swallow Your pride
and admit that You were wrong

Handbook on War Termination

The Fairies Coo

Trap beat produced by me incorporating my guitar

ill omen

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