Sounds like a zone really far away, with minute traces of thoughts from this world (like the piano).  The atmosphere and other sounds including white noise, makes the track very relaxing.

Sounds like the chair I'm sitting in. Is it live or is it Memorex. My experimental gurus strike again....

Wow, this part makes me feel I need to run for my life!! Seriously, this is pretty intense. Would fit perfectly in the Archive 81 horror film.

The elaborate, oriented sounds placed in this space amplify interest.

AMBUSH IN THE BRIDGE OF LOST LOVES

Full album on bandcamp - mikebenoit.bandcamp.com/album/reconfi…-combinations
Mike Benoit is a wonderful sound artist who reached out to me this year with the idea of taking some raw improv piano playing and reworking them to produce original tracks. This appealed to me because 1 - I ain't the greatest piano player so this was flattering and 2 - I spend so much of my time reworking other peoples sounds it would be awesome to be on the receiving end for a change : ) .The album features 4 tracks, each one originally recorded on a different piano then given the treatments by Mike.

Preview: Mike Benoit & Mat Ward - Reconfigured Combinations

Outstanding synergy between the Moog Mother32, Subharmonicon, and DFAM. Each synth brings its own unique voice, coming together to create an engaging and immersive sonic experience.

Sit back and let the music take you away.

hive mind

Lyrics and Vocals by FRAWSTAKWA
@frawstakwa
Produced by Chief Red Squirrel, Cosmic Keanu

Ambush Of Tigers (FRAWSTAKWA & Cosmic Keanu)

■概要(overview)
最近、部屋で線香を焚くのが大好きです。とても煙いです。
だからそんな感じの歌詞にしてみました(^^)
曲はいつもと変わり映えないですが(^^)
Lately, I love burning incense in my room.It's very smoky.
That's why I tried to make the lyrics like that (^^)
I guess the song is similar to the usual (^^)

■更新情報(Update)
2024.5.19：最後のところにギターを追加(人生は足し算だ！) / Added guitar at the end (life is about addition!)

■歌詞
日々は潸潸と流れて
好きなものも変わっていく
同じ景色を見ていたはずなのに

つながりを大切にして今を生きていくだけで
振り返ることもしなかったから

あなたは私を忘れているでしょ？
毎日の電話　LINEの返信
忘れているでしょ？

黒く重くて厄介なものが
こみ上げてきたわ
線香に火をつけた

白檀の煙
黙々と語りだして
私の心を鎮めてくれるわ・・


時の流れはいたづらに
花の色はうつりにけり
同じ景色を見ていたはずなのに

かわらない　夕焼けの空　どこかのお寺　鐘が鳴る
ため息のように　繰り返している

あなたは私を忘れているでしょ？
正直な話　私も同じよ
忘れていたのよ

黒く重くて厄介なものを
解明してくれない？
線香に火をつけた

白檀の煙
黙々と語りだして
最後はうやむやに消えてしまうわ・・


雄島に架かる橋　あなたがくれたこの線香
火をつけて　先に渡ったあなたに会いに行くわ

煙に問う　あの橋の向こう　何があるの？
鳴り響く鐘の音はいつになれば鳴り止むの？と

あなたは私を忘れているでしょ？

■lyrics
The days flow by in a hurry
What I like also changes
We should have been looking at the same scenery

Because I only cherished connections and lived in the present without looking back.

You forgot me, right?
Daily phone calls LINE replies
You forgot, right?

Something black, heavy, and troublesome
I'm welling up
lit the incense sticks

sandalwood smoke
Start speaking silently
It calms my heart...

I feel like time is passing in vain
The color of the flowers fades
We should have been looking at the same scenery

The unchanging sunset sky, the bell of a temple somewhere rings
repeating like a sigh

You forgot me, right?
To be honest, I am the same way.
I forgot.

About black, heavy and troublesome things
Could you please clarify the cause?
lit the incense sticks

sandalwood smoke
Start speaking silently
In the end, it just disappears...

Bridge over Oshima, this incense stick you gave me
I'll light a fire and go to meet you who crossed first.

I ask the smoke
"What's on the other side of that bridge?"
“When will the ringing bell stop ringing?”

You forgot me, right?

The other side of the bridge(橋の向こう側)

Lost Souls (For three guitars & synth)

Roll The Dice

Finally returning to Italy (Sardinia to be precise) post Covid in a couple of months to go on residency. In anticipation of this adventure I will upload a few Italy based works from festivals etc that i have made over the last few years. This work  premiered as part of the 2021 Helicotrema festival. Official arty wanky explanation below:
'Whilst my yearly travel to Italy from my hometown of Hobart in Australia is halted due to the pandemic I have been increasingly aware of other more subtle forms of travel. In particular, how sound itself travels has become an important aspect of my research with more sound files being sent across the globe and conversations with other artists via zoom and mobile phone replacing the face to face communication I have been used to. 

Sound travels at 1225kms an hour but ever since radio broadcasting was developed we can hear things from anywhere in the world instantly. Sound can ,in a way ,also time-travel - I can play recordings from the past and re-live the experience of being there. 

With these ideas in mind I wrote (the work  using a live stream audio stream from Venice that was mixed with a live local recording 13.5 hours (the time the sound would have taken to travel to Hobart) after it was broadcast. This combined audio recording of Venice and Hobart formed the raw material which was manipulated and arranged to evoke some of the many sensations of physical travel - movement, wonder, fear, enchantment, loneliness and adventure. 

Unedited field recordings from my archives are introduced at the 4 minute mark - one of the Grande Canal sent to me in 2019 and one of the main highway in my hometown which I sent to a colleague in Italy in 2020. These recordings capture the main routes of travel in their respective cities and bridge the past with the present creating a sound collage that travels through time.

In keeping with the theme of how sound travels the entire piece was written and mixed in 13.5hours, echoing the time it would take for sound to travel between Hobart and Venice.'

Viaggio di andata

My vocals to the original track by "The Beatles"

AJPK Tribute to "Do you want to know a secret" by "The Beatles"

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man Project
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

Sometimes words are thrown out just to hurt someone..
Sometimes you act without thinking it through..

Talking, walking, telling, whispering, acting, yelling
No matter what you do

Everything you do will have consequences
Everything you say can hit back on you
Karma is a bitch, so you better start thinking
And control what comes out of you..

So think before you speak, words can really hurt
Think before you act, your actions can too
Cause karma is a bitch, and all that comes out
Can turn around quickly and get back at you..

Talking, walking, telling, whispering, acting, yelling
No matter what you do

Everything you do will have consequences
Everything you say can hit back on you
Karma is a bitch, so you better start thinking
And control what comes out of you..

Everything you say will have consequences
Everything you say can hit back on you
Karma is a bitch, so you better start thinking
And control what comes out of you..

Karma Is A Bitch

A deep sea adventure aboard the Bathyscaphe.

Bathyscaphe

Once I wrote a longer description here: a love song in 7/4 ¿or 14/8?

Silvia II (Lo que siento por ti) /  Silvia II (What I feel for you)

Es de difícil clasificación  /  It is difficult to be classified
dentro de las variedades del amor  /  among all varieties of love
lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  what I feel for you, what I feel …

Sólo sé que no puedo vivir sin ti,  /  I only know I can’t live without you,
no puedo ver sentido a mi vida si no estás aquí.  /  I can’t find sense to my life if you are not here.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

Cuando todo va bien  /  When everything goes fine
lo que me une a ti es tu forma de ser,  /  what joins me to you is your way of being,
es muy fácil ver  /  it is very easy to see
todos tus encantos de mujer.  /  all your woman's charms.

Una idea que no puedo soportar  /  An idea that I cannot bear
es verte en brazos de otro, en otro lugar.  /  is seeing you in other one’s arms, in another place.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

No puedo imaginar  /  I cannot imagine
tu voz susurrando a otro compás.  /  your voice whispering to another compass.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

Cuando algo va mal,  /  When something goes wrong,
puedo contemplar tus defectos con claridad.  /  I can behold  your faults with clarity.
Cuando algo va mal,  /  When something goes wrong,
sólo quiero escapar a otro lugar.  /  only I want to escape to another place.

Grab it !!

Silvia II (Lo que siento por ti)

Klangtunnel

Splintered From Inside

They hid Redwake Station so deep in the mountains that even the mapmakers conveniently forgot it. Snow muffles everything around it, but the structure hums faintly beneath the frost, as if it never learned how to sleep. The upper tower leans like it’s listening for something in the treeline, while the house below sags under the weight of too many winters and too many secrets.

Red lanterns still burn along the walkway, a holdover from the early containment protocols. Their glow isn’t meant to guide visitors. It’s meant to warn whatever lies inside not to wander too far.

The researchers who once lived here were convinced they’d isolated a frequency older than human breath, a vibration hidden in the bedrock of the world. They called it the Deep Pulse. When played aloud, it rearranged thoughts, then memories, then will.

Redwake was built to study the phenomenon. Or maybe to quarantine it. The documents never agree.

What’s certain is this: one night the station sent a final transmission, a distorted tone that rattled across nearby settlements, followed by a single word rendered untranslatable by every modern system. After that, silence.

Now the lights glow again. The snow around the stilts is disturbed.

The Void Remembers. 

All content is original. Thanks for your support.

Redwake Station Part 1 - Deep, Sci-fi, Nature Ambient [Sleep/Study/Relaxation]

Text & Words : https://soundcloud.com/augenmerk/undeterred-honest-1vv

You sit on top of the mountain, the garden dwarf keeps you in prison,
you should make a decision, but you look elsewhere, 
you don't want to see the hatchet come.
What is? Do you want to fall? Take flight?
What makes the throat tight? What claws your heart?
"Okay," they want to hear, everything is supposed to be alright
you're supposed to be nice, they want you nodding, 
friendly smiling (while) facing the precipice 
and you look elsewhere, sitting up on the mountain,
the garden gnome keeps you in prison.

Come to a decision! Don't you wanna end your prison?
Come to a decision! Do you wanna end your prison?

You don't say what you want, because you don't want anymore.
Your words hollow and banal. Singsang of words.
You should speak of intuition, of dying, 
of trust and hope. Of love. Of strategies 
and what really concerns you:
the isolation, forgiving and thanking.

Worddead, because there are no words available,
all already used, already installed,
stumble towards the last goal,
because all through the dirt, burned by the sun
because everything has already been said, right down to the coffin,
because your body is a suitcase that you unpack or not
and good-talking, good-thinking keeps nothing away.

You have climbed an angel, climbed wings.
"Can you understand me, world?" your eyes ask,
embarrassed to ask for understanding, for seeing you.
"Do you want to understand me, world?" And look away again,
turn away, understand the one who does not look.
Nothing is more secret than suffering.
No one sees how you run out of air, thrown out,
storm wreck on the beach.
Empty, emptied. Deserted. Devoid of hope.
No, hope rises, picks you up, dented,
you sit up. You raise yourself.
and you go between looks that see nothing.
full to the brim you are, overflowing with words, full of beans.

Your word has woken up, regained, no longer contained, it can't be restrained.
holds it's ground, your readiness to whitewash gone
you hold nothing back
The unsaid words rise, thunderstorms pattering on the land.
You're beating them out, spitting them Out, you let off steam, 
you vent your anger, your grievances, you air your despair,
Lust.
No prison, no more distress.
you give vent to your feelings, give way to your dreams
Wonderfully imperfect, undeterred honest is YOUR word!

SOUL ECHO . Black Floyd & Augenmerk . "Undeterred honest " .

Song composed and edited in May 2.020.

Music Studio, with native instruments, Kv331 Synthmaster player and One.

Beyond the heaven

Music and things that might sound like music by Mat Ward. Noise Art/A  Piano and Bass Duet with Dani Kirby/A 50 plus member Art Ensemble called Then She Reaches The Gun/Deep Research Into Luigi Russolo and his Intonarumori .. thats just the stuff I post regularly : ) Thanks to everyone thats ever stopped by. Music is The Best!

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

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