as always, a work in progress until end of the month

MTD Mixtape June 2023

So this poor Rhodes has been having a hard life with me... not very compatible with tramway and train, standing in a room where normally nobody is, having been used as a stand for all sort of things... and the cat has been doing crazy stuff with it, too.

Digged it out, cleaned it, fidgeted with this grrr sustain pedal for some hours, welcome back my friend!

The Liberation Of Rhodes Island

the fledging quetzal

My meditation on human kind. I still haven't given up on the human race yet!

Lyrics:
Some people they live their life on free wi-fi
Some people obsess about how they will die
Some people they feel their love has no value
They think the best drinks are the last 2
Some people they seem to fall in love
Some people are vegetarians
Don't wanna hurt the animals
They don't mind torturing you
I've been thinking about my kind
Is this really by design?

Some people they see what the universe feels
Some people tap into the dog frequencies
Some people they wish you eternal damnation
"Hold Please,"
For the God donations
On the hotline
You know how they do
Some people they wonder how the body glitter got on you
Some people they think that they know what they knew
Yet, they fall in love
I've been thinking about my kind
Is it bad design?
Is it by design?

Some people are smart
But they're not clever
Some people live in high school forever
Some people
They contemplate infinity
While eating ramen
In between bouts of terror and lucidity
I've been thinking about my kind
Is this by design?
It's been weighing on my mind
Is this by design?
Am I wasting my time?

People (My Kind)

I’m working on a new dream
Measure angles and gaps
It’s always one man in my team
The others use notes and maps

But every night at the height of my dream
A tiny dark figure appears and says
I refuse

Construction is gambling 
Too weak too thick 
I Gather wood when I’m rambling 
I consider every stick

I’ve got hammer and nails
Yardstick and a Japanese saw
I’ve bought a few ales
Some hamburgers an coleslaw 

But every night at the height of my dream
A tiny dark figure appears and says
-It is my obligation to refuse this dream

What does this stand for?
This dreaming is so real
Can someone show me a back door?
Can you offer me a deal

But every night at the height of my dream
A tiny dark figure appears and says
I refuse

I refuse

The Moonlight Sessions

I Wanna Live Forever

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■概要(Overview)
騒がしい音楽を続けて作ったので、少し休憩です。
I made a lot of noisy music in a row, so I'm going to take a short break.

■歌詞
素敵な時間は　あっという間
帰りのバス停は　いつもそうやって
私の事　優しく待っていてくれるの

ここらか見える　夜空が好きで
あの頃と　変わらない
いつもこうやって
私の横　あなたのハミング
聴いていたの
■lyrics
A wonderful time will fly by
At the bus stop on the way home, you always kindly wait for me like that

I can see it from here I love the night sky, it's the same as it was back then
Always like this, you hum next to me
i was listening

■Code
・Intro,A
F→A7・・

・B
Dm7→G7・・

Bus Stop

Somewhere Far Away

Worst than before

Hello!!!! I´m them lizard. If you let me live among the stones of your house, I promise to rid you of all insects.
For more sonic kitchen, please check: https://on.soundcloud.com/MZw8

THE LIZARD (WITH SONIC KITCHEN)

Two Minute World

You are so beautiful
That’s what he’d say
Then drift on away
Keeps drifting away

My body is storing up
All the things I can’t say
Leave them for another day

Drifting away

-Emission

So What?

Time will terminate you
Expectations dissipate you
When your neighbours flagellate you
Just remember – So what!

All your efforts end in errors
All your night times filled with terrors
But when you look in the mirror
Just remember – So what!

This is my life that I'm living
I've put aside all my misgivings
To concentrate on my thanksgiving
Was I wrong – Well so what!

Do the things that you enjoy most
Leave your worries on the bed post
We will all just end up compost
just remember – so what!

So What (with vocal)

The village beauty.
I took this photo in Matera, an old city in the deep south of my country, a magical place, unique in the world. It's even hard to find the words to describe the beauty of this place.
Inhabited since the paleolithic period, the city, perched on a rocky slope, has developed on a system of millenary cave houses dug into the rock, called Sassi. With its small streets that go up and down, its thousand Escher-style stairs, cave churches, underground cisterns and rock houses, it looks like a neo-realist nativity scene or one of Italo Calvino's Invisible Cities, a place out of time. The first time you see Matera you are speechless, its beauty takes your breath away.
After the war, in the 50s, the city, which had always been isolated from the rest of the country, lived in a state of extreme, desperate, poverty. Many of its inhabitants, dedicated mostly to sheep farming, still survived as their ancestors had always done, living in caves together with the same their animals. A heated national political debate arose which ended with the decision to build a new city next to the old one and move its inhabitants there.
Then, for many years the old city remained a ghost town but its recovery began in the 80s, it was declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO and is now a wonderful museum town. Matera is 10,000 years old, the third oldest inhabited city in the world. An absolutely must-see place.

La bella di Matera

New video! - https://youtube.com/watch?v=ApQN1KYC3gI&feature=sharea

The Nature of Symmetry  is the opening track from the new Mood Exhibit piano based album "Music for Arboreta". 

https://moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/album/music-for-arboreta

The audio waveform of the track shares the symmetrical form of the cover art - each half of the track an imprint of each other - from forward to reverse.
Hearing the track in reverse brings out unknown frequencies, and at times sound like accordion instead of piano.

I hope you enjoy the different approaches to piano on this new album, and that it may bring feelings of contemplation, enchantment , and curiosity.

Mood Exhibit - The Nature of Symmetry [video link in description]

method: There was this poem I'd written. I asked Jeff (stonerjazz) whether he knew what it sounded like. Jeff returned a full-blown, elaborate acoustic ballad.  Mesmerizing! Just for fun and contrast , I weaved in some shoegaze. This is this song. Headphones are recommended. Thank you, https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679 !
narration: Basically, this is a second part to Vinyl Ventriloquist ("people are busy / completing first lines / ...."). People of similar age and interest will hear some allusions and few quotations. The working title 'amrita' refers to the Indian legend alluded to in the last verse. That milkmaid entered the poem via an idiom in my native language: Milchmädchenrechnung. 

poem / copyright jo richter:

the milkman who used to collect
and replace empty jars
a figment of folklore now
of pageants and rural farce

streamed into raw senses
tuned in to see to forget
there is nowhere to head to now
but right into your head

far away, some milkmaid counts
her hoard of subscription fees
to gather gem regalia
that match the icy queen‘s

and all around the watchtower
wild weeds rise and bloom
swirls of living, breathing colour
where feral painters roam

the mountain king bequeathes
fluid shards of liquid glass
to his river daughters
lunatics dwell on the grass

and orpheus, oh orpheus
sings and plays the lyre
while a tribe of nanobots
dances round the fire

out of their caves, a race
of intrepid homunculi swarm
to join the merry carnival
to feel the bliss, to risk the harm

milky oceans churned by gods
give birth to shapes and sounds
while mythical milkmen undetered
still make their morning rounds

Leave of absence - with stonerjazz

Kate Stanton and I were discussing music and happened to connect over that weird vibe of being in betwixt and between. After she shared her video from a local dead mall in her town that is being demolished soon, she sent me a rough piano / synth and vocal draft. I added some synthesizers and beats to enhance the dark and haunting vibe. Welcome to the "Liminal Spaces", do you want to hang out with us in the ether?

Kate Stanton: composition, piano, vocals, lyrics
Nadine de Macedo: composition, synthesizer, arrangement, programming, production
Special thanks to Dex Hannon and Nadia Cripps

Where to find us:
https://soundcloud.com/katestanton21
https://soundcloud.com/nadinedemacedo

==== LYRICS ====

You’re my star 
In the sky 
My constant light
Oh, you shine so bright 
All the time

On the darkest night 
I see you the most 
And I feel connected
Carbon-made, gravity stays
Holding be back 
In these liminal spaces

Glowing from the inside out 
Luminous grace and hope 
Am I alive? 
Cause even a ghost girl has fears

You’re my beacon of hope
Message I heard as a girl
Constant. Steady. Strong.

On the darkest night
I see you the most 
And I feel connected
Carbon-made, gravity stays
Holding me down 
In these liminal spaces

This year nearly broke me 
Roaming the halls
Every character flaw on display
Every weakness, every break
What do I do now with these bones?

On the darkest night I see you the most 
And I feel connected
Carbon-made, gravity stay
Holding me back
In these liminal spaces

Glowing from the inside out
A luminous grace and hope.
I am alive
Even a ghost girl has fears.

Liminal Spaces

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