This work is based on a single sound source—bubbling water. Through time-stretching, reversal, reverb, and distortion, the original organic fluidity is gradually stripped away, transforming into cold, violent mechanical howls and fragmented noise. This sonic metamorphosis symbolizes the alienation of human souls under the rules of capitalism, ultimately crushed and consumed by the system.

Acousmatic Sketch No.4 “Erasure” [2025-03-23]
Music/Visuals by Shih-Lin Hung

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#AmbientSound
#ElectronicSoundDesign
#Soundscape
#ExperimentalMusic
#SoundManipulation
#LowFrequencyAmbient
#DreamlikeSound
#BubblingSound
#AudioArt
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Acousmatic Sketch No.4“Erasure”[2025-03-23]

"To strike his living hi and ho,
To tick it, tock it, turn it true,

To bang from it a savage blue,
Jangling the metal of the strings"

The Man With the Blue Guitar is a poem published in 1937 by Wallace Stevens. It is divided into thirty-three brief sections, or cantos. In the poem, an unnamed "they" says, of the titular man, "you do not play things as they are", sparking a prolonged meditation on the nature of art, performance, and imagination.

The Man With the Blue Guitar - savage blue

Turns out my mate set the recorder to 32 instead of 320.

Zone Cruiser Live for Beton Brut @ Radio City Social
https://resonancehq.co.uk/beton-brut-04/
https://www.radiocitysocial.co.uk/

Fiendish (Live @ Beton Brut / Radio City Social 12:07:25)

Delight

made with drum sticks and mallets on bongos, wooden frog, bamboo xylophone, shaker thing, casio
metronomes
recorded with zoom h1
edited in NCH
MAD MAD MAD ANGRY ANGRY

audio purgatory - ANGRY SCARY MEAN

Lights In The Storm

Honk if you don't exist is inspired by a bumper sticker I saw in the desert.

Honk If You Don't Exist

progetto originario creato con bespoke nel  2023.. dal quale sono derivate diverse elaborazioni in ableton l'anno scorso.. seconda versione
soggetto ad ulteriori elaborazioni

Cieli di settembre

cieli di settembre.aif

Novenas Celestiales

Space Gate

A collab featuring the fantastic guitar playing of Paul Hartshorn https://soundcloud.com/onefingermusic. 

Rhythm tracks and vocal used (in part) for the collab https://soundcloud.com/nostrumuva/settle-in by Echodust, Jimmy The Mule, Dave Turnbow, NOSTRUMUVA, Flying Kiwis and Brendan Dempsey

Dave Turnbow - vocals, rhythm baritone guitar, fretless bass
Paul Hartshorn (OneFingerMusic) - all other guitars

Music and Lyrics by David Michael Turnbow
©2025 All Rights Reserved

LYRICS
Our past is gone: poof, no goodbye 
The last line drawn: truth, knowing why
What dreams we had; quaint, large and small
What seemed so bad ain’t far at all

Our future's found: four circles deep
Come slosh around; more misery reaped
What woes occurred: cursed, fate foreseen
What does the word "worst" even mean? 

A fitting gloom: stark, rank and sour
A fetid tomb: dark, dank and dour
We should have known how ends begin
This is our home now; settle in
Settle in

Honk If You Don't Exist

Nate Jessee