Most proud of this here gem. Diamond in the rough. Short and to the point like a poignard.

Found on a cassette tape after 20+ 
years sitting forgotten in a box.

DJ Sputnik Basement Sessions Circa Y2K
in all it's unedited glory.
Edit: Remastered in edited glory.

Tracks created with Scream Tracker and/or Impulse Tracker.

I had (have) no clue. But it sounds good yeah?

Made for me not for you. But maybe you like it too, yeah?

Dead Dog Thing

naviarhaiku400 – cicadas

cicadas
the stillness
begins

Here’s the 400th challenge!

As is customary, we celebrate the important numbers with a haiku written by the first person who ever agreed to have their poem reinterpreted into music: Italian haiku writer Andrea Cecon.

Andrea Cecon is a hearing aids technician, a traveller, a haijin published all over the world and also an ebook apprentice. His first ebook won the 3rd place in Sharp Writ Book Awards contest 2011 (category: poetry). Residing in Cividale, Italy, with his wife, Russian haijin Valeria Simonova-Cecon. He finds his inspiration in memories, travels, and the everyday life…

Seven days to make music in response to the assigned haiku: to participate visit https://www.naviarrecords.com/about/naviar-haiku

Deadline: 8th September 2021

haiku by Andrea Cecon https://www.amazon.com/Andrea-Cecon/e/B00955O0CA

picture by Haoxi Wang https://unsplash.com/@haoxi
@naviar-records

Against The Clock

Cicadas

Cicadas (naviarhaiku400)

Winter Approaches

noxpox - Meditation 5

Babalon

Rise And Fall

noxpox - BAETZZZZ

Eight days after I listened to this song, my mother came and asked me to play it again. Two days after that, she said to me that she had heard a wonderful song a long time ago. It was clear to me that the time had come when she would see everything only through fog. It was this song: https://youtu.be/izsjRpcgfmk. The Empire of Angels had impressed her so much that she had decided for herself to go there. Then, a year and six months later, she had arrived. She must be happy there. 

I don't quite reach the quality of a master, but one evening she knocked quietly on my door and asked what I was going to do. Rattling keys she would hear. I told her that I was trying to create my own interpretation of that very song. She sat down next to it, listened........and said, "Thank you!"

Those were the last words I heard from her. Before she flowed over into the realm of the angels. This, my interpretation, lies since then fallow on a data medium. Now again. Here on this, a server somewhere in the world. Slightly edited I now release this song to the realm of the angels, that she may hear it...

To my dear Mom.

Empire Of Angels

Wilhelm Peterson-Berger:
Sommarsång från Frösöblomster Op.16 No 2.
Tolkning, förverkligande och inspelning av VViljanen den 18. Juni 2022 och på nytt den 9. Oktober 2023  vid modellerad Blüthner flygel  (med setup av VV).
Foto: VV 10.6.2022
ANY KIND OF COMMERCIAL USE OF THIS RECORDING IS PROHIBITED.
Olof Wilhelm Peterson-Berger (1868-1942) studied at the Stockholm Conservatory from 1886–89 and then in Dresden for a year.[2]
He is best known for three albums of national romantic piano pieces entitled Frösöblomster I, II and III (Flowers of Frösö), which includes the often performed Vid Frösö kyrka (At Frösö Church) and Sommarsång (Summer Song). The sets, which were composed over a period of 18 years (1896 - 1914) and brought together afterwards as a collection have gained a reputation of representing a quintessential "Swedishness" in the romantic, nationalistic vein of their time. 
The most famous of the pieces, Sommarsång (Summer Song) recalls the warm, calm, harmonious and bright pre-summer evenings where the sun in the north almost never goes down; they were the great breakthrough for Wilhelm. Sommarsång is still known to most Swedes, even to people generally uninterested in music: the majority of young piano students in the Nordic countries have been taught this piece.

Sommarsång

Wilhelm Peterson-Berger: Sommarsång (från Frösöblomster, Op.16 No 2 )

Abenddämmerung

O'Neill's March

I hope the Wild Edges speak for themselves. The rest is what happens between them.

I have limited know how and equipment, but think that feeling is more important than hardware and technical ability. 

I decided to stop liking other artists tracks, even if i do like them. I was feeling the pressure to like tracks when i listened to them, especially when people sent them to me to listen to, worried that if i didn't i would upset or offend the artist if i didn't like them, its easier just to like privately. Misunderstandings sadly happened too easily, so i'm distancing myself from the possibility of hurting anyone and of being hurt myself.  Maybe it is better being alone after all. Soundcloud is just like anywhere else where there are lots of people...it can be difficult.

I won't follow, listen, or like, for followers, listens, and likes, so, please, don't ask me to. 

This is a creative escape.

I am always trying to be quiet, but often fail, and to do better.

For Headphone listening
Thank you for listening

Winter Approaches

Notes From Your Wild Edges