Hello all! We did an online live show recently and decided to upload our personal favorites here as well. The full show can be found on our You Tube channel (links below in the description). The first song (Hush Now Babe) is a new song we haven't recorded yet. The songs are:

1. Hush Now Babe
2. Dog's Life (What Will You Do?)
3. Darkness of the Woods
The entire live show can be found here: 
Part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x9KPPtnv-V0
Part 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjxiaqxqrgk

llari I. Rantala (I-la-rI) - Vocals, Bass Guitar, Tin Whistle & Lyrics
Kari Karhumaa - Synths, Keys & Drum Machine Programming
All songs composed by SÿntaxxËrror.
© 2022 SÿntaxxËrror. All rights reserved.

SyntaxxError Live 2022

Came True (That Dream I Had In '97)

The Lizard Tree

Delighted to present my latest collaboration with The Phaige, one half of Soundcloud stalwarts One and Other, alongside Jaime J Ross. This is a trippy, exotic backcloth with a cold North wind blowing through. 
Gary once again amazed with his creativity and his multi-layered production. He has such a keen ear for detail and brushstrokes to enhance and improve. What grabbed me from the outset was the slinky, fluid bass playing, but there are many levels across the frequencies to hook you in. Always a fun process to work with him.

All instruments , artwork and production: ThePhaige
Vocals and lyrics: Nick

Check out more sonic treasure and please also support the track if you like it, here:
https://soundcloud.com/one-other

Come with me with tales of magic, mountain spirits, hail and snow from your motherland.
Tell me secrets never told of winters bleak and hardship in the biting winter cold - aah

Take me to hidden places where food and love and family keep you warm
I’ll ride with you on Northern winds through deepest valleys and the blackest storms

I’ll sing with you while we are drunk with laughter in our eyes
I’ll listen to your strange new words of love from the North

Fly me faster through the stars to universes only we will ever know
Keep me close and make sweet memories for now and evermore

From North - The Phaige with Nicholas Ridiculous (lyrics in description)

Variation #2 - 'Ah! vous dirai-je, maman'

............ based on acoustic guitar, lot of EWI solos - all my own stuff :-)
Measured against all the work, it's nothing special - but maybe useful for daily use :-D Of course, I've listened to it so often now that I almost don't like it any more, but no wonder - some pieces can really get you down, like driving a car in a traffic jam every day. So take it easy ! ... photo: ahundt on pixabay

stop & go

https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/neocasolit-paploviante ... Paul offered this as a may-be open collaboration ! to me it was like a for-sure inspiration. I tried an unusual combination: C minor harp + soprano sax :-) ... the riddle, what is a casolite :-) I learned, it's a mineral and radioactive ! so do not touch everything that looks pretty :-) // Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Mastering // myself: sax, harp, final mix ... image: Klaproth, CC BY-SA 4.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0, via Wikimedia Commons

NEO-CASOLIT by Paploviante // soprano sax - harmonica remix

unfortunately I am free of any profound knowledge at the keys ! but I can not leave it :-D .... free improvisation in one go ... I hope the layered sounds make the piece interesting enough ! ... I myself feel it's nice to dream away ... The pretty illustration is by Juanita Mulder, pixabay
.......... a little joke on the side: I used completely fearless all black and white keys ...!

some jingling - free improvisation

Supernatant

Bandcamp

Abiogenesis

Thoughts

digest version of live at ‘kuufuku’ Tokyo.
2023.6.14

kuufuku live 0614 digest

In 1936 a small town suffered plague and pestilence. 11 women gave birth to what the town described as feral, clawed, masked and lethargic￼￼ creatures. The citizens dispatched all but 3 of the mothers but strangely enough let the creatures live. The remaining mothers fostered all of the “children” and were quarantined to an abandoned and barren farm. The farm and its inhabitants became known as Sloth Camp. They were left to fend for themselves, surviving on what little they could grow and animals ( mainly rats) they could catch. An outhouse painted with images of lions and baboons and other creatures from distant lands started being worshipped by the “ children “. This is Sloth Camp...