Jam Band

Jazz

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Easy Listening

Psychedelic

Everything

New York - Addis - London: The Story of Ethio Jazz 1965-1975

Yègellé Tezeta

The Chisa Years 1965-1975 (Rare and Unreleased)

Afro Beat Blues

Bishop Berkeley was this dude in Ireland that came up with Solipsism, which is complete junk unfalsifiable philosophy that claims everything just exists in your own mind.  He experimented with Pine Tar a lot and died of paralytic stroke, likely due to ingesting the Pine Tar (my guess).  What's funny is when he died, we kept existing, so we must not have been a figment of his mind.  Multi-layer improvisation (improvised train of thought lyrics), harmonica, old Yamaha keyboard, shaker egg, clay whistle.

Here is the lyric video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7lN7L_b2Yc&list=PLvy_KXTNqcQeCK6_NNdtkBSxG_oWeuYEb&index=7

Bishop Berkeley Died

Improvisation multi-layer old Yamaha keyboard.

Second Soul

This song is about camping and worrying about gas prices.  The lyrics are completely improvised, and I added in some weird cat noises.  Multi-layer improvisation with Yamaha keyboard, guitar, and vocals through an echo pedal.

Gas Prices

Pick up your clothes off the floor.  Multi-layer improvised song with me playing harmonica and keyboard.  My girl improvised on alto saxophone.

Purple Shorts

Multi-layer improvised song with me playing my old Yamaha keyboard, guitar, and Akai EWI4000s.

Latin Kitty

Multi-layer improvised song with me playing my old Yamaha keyboard, and me singing multiple voice parts (lead and backup).  Let me also say that the lyrics were COMPLETELY improvised.  I was cooking some chicken in my old apartment in Williamsburg, VA.

I Cook My Chicken

Improvised Korg Radias keyboard, then I went back and improvised chromatic harmonica over top of it with an echo pedal.

By A Thread

Somewhere Under The Rain Cloud

It's a shame that some apples die on the branch.  A nice song for a calming walk in the Fall.  I improvised this on a Korg Radias keyboard.

Sweet Melancholy

Ok, so you see these clouds?
Imagine them slowly descending into the ocean below.
That's all you need to think of.

Clouds Falling Down

This is the first song of my "Nullanon" series, which kind of correlates to a depression section of my life.  Little bit of funk at the end.  If you like the funk there is an extended version of that called "Turbulence Of The Nullanon".  The Nullanon is an anthropomorphized nothingness.

LYRICS:
Behold unto, O gentle love,
The nothing, Nullanon.
'Tis said on many scroll
He knows neither fate, nor reason.
Shall his will be evident?
His image sung through gifted tongue,
(Shall his will be evident?)
A voided hope and without shame,
(Shall his will be evident?)
Regardless of his coming seen,
Bring us to thy empty shell,
Shall his will be evident?
To others, an evil anathema,
Nay man is he, nor solid Earth.
Apathia, athambia, aphasia.
Man is but self-serving.
In hobo form, or merchant storm,
A wanderer o'er land and sea,
O Nullanon, join him now,
All nightmares expound from thee.

The Nullanon

This is the extended part of the end of my first "Nullanon" song.  Just some funky blues, that's all, moderately repetitive.

LYRICS (at the end):
Let there be something new?
No, it's all The Same.

Turbulence Of The Nullanon

In addition to harpsichord, I also like accordion.  I currently only own a really dumpster-version accordion, so this is algorithmic rendered accordion.  Imagine a cat in Venice, Italy, accidentally falling into the water after eating too much fish.

Dizzy Cat

I forced my little sister to sing some lyrics I wrote on a napkin, and I recorded it into my phone for the original version: https://soundcloud.com/nostrumuva/wish-i-were-a-butterfly
This is a remastered version with more of a jazzy trio middle section.

Wish I Were A Butterfly (Remastered)

This is number 3 in my "Nullanon" series.  The point is there is this thing called "The Same" and everything is part of it.  No matter what you do, all of life is vain.

LYRICS:
The air we breathe is The Same.
The light shown on us is The Same.
The sounds we hear are The Same.
The ground beneath our feet is The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.
The light shown on us is The Same.
The sounds we hear are The Same.
The ground beneath our feet is The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.
It's all The Same.

The Same

When someone asks you "What's the difference?", now you know.  It's this thing that came down from the sky and changed stuff after the Nullanon disappeared for a while.

At this point, I started concentrating on generating album covers using artist mannequins.  This is number 4 in my "Nullanon" series.  Imagine a bunch of people used to doing things very unambiguously and then there is something that forces them to start making more granular decisions based on evidence.

LYRICS:
Softly, slowly, swaying in the wind,
The trees reveal a message to begin,
As if a random group of people broke into a song,
The natural and man-made objects start to play along:
What is The Difference?
The great and mighty Nullanon is nowhere to be found,
A wave of synchronicity unfolds across the ground,
The people all are silent and they open up their eyes to the skies.
There's a difference that flies.
What is The Difference?
The Difference descends in graceful hidden coup d'etat.
It suffocates the people and their will.
What once was unambiguous is now a rolling hill,
And though they're happy they will cry inside.
What is The Difference?
It shines so bright,
Look at it and love.
It came from above, it must be good.
Give it all your energy, feed it like we should.
Feed The Difference.
What is The Difference?
What is The Difference?

What Is The Difference

I love the organ melody progression in this song at the beginning.  This is number 5 in my "Nullanon" series which is depression stuff, mixed with some funk organ.  The lyrics for this song is mostly about accepting what happened already and moving forward (stoic philosophy).

LYRICS:
Everything that was is now undone.
Every time we lost, we thought we won.
Everywhere we went is just a memory that fades,
Everything we said was just a promise that we'd made,
And now those promises are broken.
It took us way too long to figure out.
We didn't seem to start,
When we did, we never carried through.
We had a chance, but didn't try.
Pick up our mess, and collect ourselves,
Gather some hope, move forward again.
Rusted old tools in the dust on the shelf,
Moments before it's the end.
Might as well give it our all,
Nothing to lose,
One final attempt.
Maybe we're spent,
But that's how it went.
Might as well give it our all,
Nothing to lose.
One final attempt.
Maybe we're spent,
But that's how it went.

That's How It Went

This is number 6 in my "Nullanon" series, which is about a depression period in my life.  Trying to figure out if there is still motivation to do things, or to just become a drone.

LYRICS:
Where did it go?
Why did it go?
Are we to know?
Is it still here?
Nothing is here.
Nothing is still here.
Where did it go?
Why did it go?
Are we to know?
Is it still here?
Nothing is here.
Nothing is still here.
Nothing is here.
Nothing is still here.
Nothing is here.
Nothing is still here.

Nothing Is Still Here

Brendan Dempsey on bass.
NOSTRUMUVA on organ, EWI 4000s in flute mode, and cymbals.  Avant-garde jazz.

Emerging Tempest

Acid jazz with some quality syncopation between the bass guitar and keys.  This is a tribute song to my old band - this is the kind of stuff we used to play in Williamsburg, VA.  I'd normally switch between playing alto sax or Akai EWI4000s, or my old Yamaha keyboard.

Burned Down Ordinary

I'm going to start doing some live looping performances on TEOP1 so this is a random practice session that is kind of Jam Band / Scat / Funk.  There is a 4-track on the TEOP1, so I can start out with drums or scat and then hit a key to end the loop, then just keep playing live and kind of overdub onto the other 3 tracks, and then also add in breaks by holding on one of the tracks while playing a B section.  I just live improvised the bass loop and then improvised the organ and keys as I went.  Random mood today, sorry to my dubstep and ambient fans :) This one is weird.

Bow Meow

Attentive

TEOP1 Field Keyboard and Korg Kaossilator, lots of Audacity post filters.

Halibut

I began writing this piece for minimalist organ with the intention of having multiple overlapping sections, but then I got bored and added some funk.  When I got to editing in Audacity, I added a "Paul Stretch" to a section which is the thing that makes it sometimes sound like it's "underwater", but this time it sounded like an airplane, so I got obsessed with that noise and put it all over the track in different forms and made that the general theme.

Well Clear ADSB

Experimental meditation oscillation song. TEOP1 Field keyboard, started with a layer of mid-level digital organ with some weird timber effect in it, then added an almost walking jazz bass accompaniment, then went back and added a higher layer of some more ethereal stuff.  The point of this song is drone background for some thinking/working.

Preoccupied Oscillation

Practice What You Preach

More Mess on My Thing

Soul Mosaic

Got to Be a Love (Paul Nice Remix) [feat. Quantic & Sharon Jones]

For reasons unknown but time will tell...
Multi-instrumentalist, all types of music, all types of methods.
Occasional collaborations with other artists.
Sometimes I post the sheet music if it's piano.
Lately, my favorite instrument is a TE OP-1 Field keyboard.