Dark Sunset, Brighter Moon

Photo by wonderful Billy&Hells
https://www.billyandhells.com

"The Land Beyond The Veil" by D'ark Tha Murky

Sonopoetry and field recording by https://soundcloud.com/ilaria_boffa

Field recording: recordings taken at the 'Anello dei Colli Euganei'. The deafening noise is the sound of leaves (only) rustling in the wind.

Sonopoem: 
'Translations

A clear geography of silver poplars 
ashes and maples surrounds this fluvial area.
A narrative of rustles, chatting loudly.
Translations. What we hear and the language
that makes it audible imply investigations 
on others’ listening modes.
We question affectivity, objects’ reverbs 
crashing into beings beyond us.
Inside those cubic metres of soil and air
noise spacialises, builds and hits. 
It neuroshapes and impacts the plasticity 
of things.
We translated our voices into exact
references and wording. Now, hear.'

Translations

Marco Lucchi : piano, organ and fx

30 settembre 2020

*****

A única maneira de teres sensações novas é construires-te uma alma nova. Baldado esforço o teu se queres sentir outras coisas sem sentires de outra maneira, e sentires-te de outra maneira sem mudares de alma. Porque as coisas são como nós as sentimos — há quanto tempo sabes tu isto sem o saberes? — e o único modo de haver coisas novas, de sentir coisas novas é haver novidade no senti-las.

Mudar de alma. Como? Descobre-o tu.

Desde que nascemos até que morremos mudamos de alma lentamente, como do corpo. Arranja meio de tornar rápida essa mudança, como com certas doenças, ou certas convalescenças, rapidamente o corpo se nos muda.

Não descer nunca a fazer conferências para que não se julgue que temos opiniões, ou que descemos ao público para falar com ele. Se ele quiser que nos leia.

De mais a mais o conferenciador semelha actor — criatura que o bom artista despreza, moço de esquina da Arte.

Fernando Pessoa

piano patterns no 6

Evening Trip

from my  "3-ree" new  album, a latinflavour track with my friends
Sebastian Cornelissen - Drums 
Ascanio Scano - Keyboards
Massimo Cossu - Guitar

3-ree

SOCA SUCA

Sieving

This track was created very spontaneously, but not by accident. It's time to fix my flying ship. Because I really want to ascend to heaven again and go to unknown spaces. I will take my friends with me and will definitely bring you some music!

Fixing My Airship

Help with fixing

I see you walking down the street
Your summer eyes, they're shinning down on me
I'm moving fast but you make time move slow
It's hard to think baby when I'm losing control

Those Friday nights in the circus
Have me acting like a fool
I swear I'm really funny
When I'm not trying to act too cool

Baby, I'm just trying to say
I'm doing the best I can
Hold on, it's gonna be a bumpy ride
So take ahold of my hand

My little hunny pie
yeah my little hunny pie

They city sleeps like an angel
when you're laying next to me
can you feel it like I feel it
I need you to see that it's me you're looking for


Thanks to:
Sean Sweeney - drums
Adrian Filangi - bass

Best I Can

Dancing with the white tree's bones

the seamy side (storm-centre)

Музыка, которая штырит
Trippy Ambient Music for real researchers

Fixing My Airship

Mystique Wind