MTD Mixtape February 2024

Like a screaming bercow

headphones recommended - video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3jr3ihnxdQ
This track is based on some custom household percussions. Then I added keyboard, effects and clarinet. I think this track captures well the feel of wandering… The video mixes google earth views with real pictures that were sleeping on my devices. I hope you enjoy! - Cheers!

Frozen Compass

Video

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/alley-play-featuring-windscale-blues.html
Saxophone performance by The Windscale Blues Experiment
https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues

Alley Play (featuring The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Wait for it….

Playing Omnisphere and my Cordoba nylon string guitar. This is different, sorry :) Cover art .... guess a place. 

They come out of thin air. Analogue sounding aerials, thoughts provoking, no-kick trance, ambient groove, downtempo electronica. 

Musically yours! ~ S.P. ~
~ @samprock ~ @prockjet ~ @art-of-nonsense ~ @silentzen ~

Analogue

Aerials

This track is the first of 12 that will be released each month this year! The series is called "Urte Natural: 12 in 2024". All songs were recorded over a three or four year period in France. They also bounced a lot back and forth across the Atlantic seeking perfection! Stay tuned and also be sure to visit riffindots.com. Now tell the world!!

She's Wrong

Standard Deviation

Sequel to Act 1. 
The Devil never fulfills his part of the contract.

Lyrics:
(Old timey religion opener)
Hey John!
Well, you need to wake up
You've been drinking top shelf corn liquor
With some prayer and some luck
It's time that you paid up
I'm the slumlord for your soul
I made some promises I could not deliver
Your love letters 
Return to sender
And that thing dangling between your legs
I never made it any bigger

Oh, the Devils mischief will never leave you alone
For those in the know
The Devil likes to sing falsetto
The Devil sings falsetto

That Devil mischief it won't leave you alone (3X)
You need a thousand souls
To pay me what you owe

Those bathing beauties
With painted on faces
They're now eating mayonnaise right from the jar
If you need me, I'll be drinking
Chivas Regal in the car!
I'm the monkey on your back
And if you get into a Devil contract
It's a pact!
That Devil mischief it won't leave you alone
(Fire breathing solo)

That Devil mischief it won't leave you alone (3X)
You need a thousand souls
To pay me what you owe

John Meets The Devil (Act 2)

  Thanks to Francesco (@francescocartocci)
for the wonderful interpretation of the guitar part ( this brought life to my initial digital sketch),  and for the skillful mix.
Our other collaborations:
@soundcloud.com/rosindust/sets/grazie-francesco


Summer Tram - with Francesco Cartocci

Teach Myself

Weirdo

Here is a trio collaboration with the members of our respective duos:

Kyt of Kinsâme (Kinsâme) 
https://soundcloud.com/kiyotoyoshihara

And Mesmo (Pythyrsus)
https://soundcloud.com/mesmo1

And me^^

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Chasse galerie chamane
Qui ensuque la camarde 

Voyez dans les cieux danser
Le festival des fous énamourés

Riront et iront rayonnant les ronrons
D'au-revoir en rêve révélant rubicond

Ces jolis geysers, joyaux de joie
Aux gentils gemmes des girons

Câline le cosmos
Connecte toi

En bouquets de Boketto
En vagues déjà-vu

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Shaman gallery hunt 
Who chases the comrade 

See in the skies dancing 
The Festival of Enamored Fools 

Will laugh and go radiant purrs 
Goodbye in dream revealing rubicund 

These pretty geysers, jewels of joy 
To the kind gems of the laps 

Cuddle the cosmos 
Connect yourself 

In Boketto bouquets
In waves of déjà vu

Filesay Thimbleac Echysp ( Kinsâme & Pythyrsus)

Cast of Characters:
cgmaness-- @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – acoustic guitar, bass, acoustic slide guitar, drums, vocals, lyrics, mix, production, and composition
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –-mandolin, vocal harmony

This is a song that Chris wrote and shared with me last spring. We worked on it for several months. Originally, it was just Chris's acoustic guitar and some vocals. To that, I added some mandolin, thinking it would stay that way. However, he was pleasantly surprised when Chris added the entire rhythm section after the fact. I also came up with the high harmony towards the end, too. We always have a lot of fun playing together as our tastes and references are very much aligned. We have been making music together almost since we both joined SoundCloud and found each other there about two years ago. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed making it. 
Lyrics by Chris Maness:

In Time don't you think it might be time for you to rise?
In Time lost and found sleeping soundly by her side.
I know you by now, and it's not too late to come around.
In Time thinking, missing, drinking, wishing you were here.
In Time aging, watching, turning pages yester-year.
Well, I know you by now and it's not too late to come on out.
In Time don't you think it might be time for you to fly?
In Time don't you think it might be time for you to try?
In Time lost and found sleeping soundly by her side.

In Time (with cgmaness)

Love

This is the latest in the Texas Tea series called 'Firstly'.  It's something I was working on and I got to a point where I felt it needed a kick.  So I said hmmm, self do you know anyone that plays killer synth and that might be open to adding something cool to this?  And of course I did.  Terry was kind enough to throw something together with short notice and I think it's great. 

The idea is the song is like drifting down a river but the river is not water it's the blood of innocent kittens - no it's not, it's not, relax. just seeing who reads all this,   it's a psychedelic river and as you float all these different sounds appear. It's a busy song but it is intentionally, so take your ADD meds and put on some headphones and see what happens !

Texas Tea playlist : https://on.soundcloud.com/sCZPTAQdsHfxRhwFA

Firstly

Firstly - w/ Tea R. Sea

it is recommended to listen with good headphones or monitor speakers

method: loops playing off one another
narration: trying to narrow in on that dystopian yearning
image: copyright jo richter, based on a photograph of a sidewalk surface

poem / copyright jo richter:

we inhabit the engine rooms
moving in silence like tardigrade moss
albino wisdom, featureless hues
calcareous liquid on verdigris brass

we sleep in regeneration pods
designed by illustrious architects
there is no gain, there is no loss
make up your mind to love or neglect

fractal fixes

sweetheart

Toca la Guitarra | Korima
Following “White Sail”, we continue to showcase Korima’s short songs. Hoping to leave you wanting more.
This is the next one: Toca la Guitarra
Korima's songs are written and performed by Suzanne Ledwith (Ireland) and Steve Pumphrey (England).

Toca La Guitarra

Oh, you drink down your tea, with no sugar, naturally.
And, you say it's because you're already sweet enough.
And, you won't eat your beef from the plate with foxhunters on it.
And you never stop to think about the hypocrisy.

Sing Valerie.
Forget your dreams.
You're sure there's so much time left.
To find your way in here.
For free. 
You'll always be.
You'll always win.

Oh, the man of your dreams is a figment in the mirror.
Which lays broken in the corner of your untidy room.
All your plans and the schemes don't disturb you from the glimmer of delusion.
Keeps you going even when your life gets cold.
Never old, never sold, never saying when you want it.
Never knowing what you really wanted till it passed you by.

Sing Valerie.
Forget your dreams.
You're sure there's so much time.
So you'll wind your way up there.
For free. 
You'll never see.
Aim for the win.

Oh, the boxes in the hall. 
Full of everything you never threw away. 
When you ran away from university.
To see the world, shag about, post an arse shot up on twitter.
Aiming for that special someone who's just always out of reach.
Oh, you would ignore them love if they wrote you a fucking sonnet.
There is no such thing as someone who just fits you like a glove.
Never get old, never sold, never saying where you want it.
Never knowing what you really wanted till it passes by.

Sing Valerie.
Forget the dream.
There is just endless time here.
To sing along to Valerie.
Forget the dream.
No reason to decide here.
Sing along to Valerie.
Forget your dreams.
You're sure there's so much time left.
You'll find your way up there.
For free. 
You'll always be.
Aim for the win.

Sing, Valerie

-ture -adven
adventure
(why can't you just)
hold on to your poetry
(why can't you just)
know your space is solitary

adventure
create your own
ascension
invent your own

who made your imagination?

the whole point of it
is to find your own
the whole fun of it
is to roll your own
the whole bulk of it
is to grow your own
the whole sum of it
is to spread your own

your own
your own
your own

adventure
to call our own
it's our nature
to dream alone

adventure
narrate your own
it's in our nature
to dream we're strong

long and the short of it
is to tell you own
tale at the heart of it
is just flesh and bone
but make an art of it
let the ones it's haun-
ted get a part of it
wrap it in their own

their own
their own
their own

[Chorus: repeated]

adventure

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