Medieval Industrial. Wild sounds, Andre. :)

I like that shimmery, Sitar-like sound adding a little melodic flavoring.

Very strange and cool combination of sonic elements, that sitar sounds fantastic in the mix!

A kind of perfectly heavy and oppressive industrial sitar music :)

Out of the Box July 2022
"Set co-ordinates for Planet B... nymphets sighted!!"

Space Persuasion

■概要(Overview)
Happy New Year !
2023年です。月日が経つのが年々早くなっていきます。

脳のトレーニングとして即興で思い浮かんだ歌詞で歌いました。
「Dancing  Baby」と「Happy New Year」以外の言葉が出てこなくて困りました。

ソフトウェアサンプラー「TX16Wx」を少し使いました。
ちょっとまだ荒っぽいですが、これから慣れていきたいと思います。

話が長くなりました。
今年も何卒よろしくお願いいたします！

Happy New Year!
It's 2023. Time goes by faster and faster year by year.

I sang with lyrics that came to my mind improvised as brain training.
I had trouble coming up with words other than "Dancing Baby" and "Happy New Year." 

I used the software sampler "TX16Wx" a little.
It's still a little rough, but I'd like to get used to it.

The story has become long.
Thank you for your kind support this year!

■歌詞
「Happy New Year 2023」

(Dancing,Dancing Baby・・・)
(Happy New Year・・・)

4..6..4..9..よろしくね！

4・・・Fall in love
6・・・Sixth Sense
4・・・For you
9・・・Nein

よろしくね！

(Happy New Year・・・)
(Dancing,Dancing Baby・・・)

Ah....

「Happy New Year 2023 よろしくね！」

(Dancing Baby・・・)

■ lyrics
"Happy New Year 2023"

(Dancing, Dancing Baby...)
(Happy New Year...)

4..6..4..9.. Nice to meet you!

4...Fall in love
6...Sixth Sense
4...For you
9 Nein

Nice to meet you!

(Happy New Year...)
(Dancing, Dancing Baby...)

Ah....

"Happy New Year 2023 Nice to meet you!"

(Dancing Baby...)

Happy New Year 2023

bizarrely awesome song about a beautiful day. code name Ronald Goddamn Chase. I had no choice on this one, it came from the overlord.🗿 it's super positive and has a some kickass raw stuff. brace yourself.

🤘🤡🤘
love, ronald 
xoxo

ronald goddamn chase - raw songwriting track

Off the Rails (Kaerian and Laar / Muterial Open Collab)

A collaboration between 
Kaerian @https://soundcloud.com/kaerian-1
Laar @soundcloud.com/user-325797522
Muterial @soundcloud.com/muterial and his open collab: Muterial – Off-the-rails

Vocals and Lyrics: Kaerian @https://soundcloud.com/kaerian-1

Music: Laar @soundcloud.com/user-325797522 
Recorded with Squire Jaguar, Squire CV 70s Jazz Bass and Fruity Loops. Drum patterns are taken from FL FPC plugin

other "Off the rails" collabs here -> soundcloud.com/muterial/sets/off-the-rails-collaborations

Off the rails
get off the rails
you'll find much different beauty, you'll see
don't be afraid to be alone
don't be afraid to go on your own
believe me you don't need your phone
no, you need to get lost
and to get out of the frost
can you imagine a second
the world differently
can you take a decision
without someone to agree
look differently
try sometimes differently
can you be brave enough
to stand up by yourself
can you be coureagous enough
to choose for yourself
despite what may happen
follow the flowers
follow the smell
that attracts you
whatever happen
remember
you are the one
you are alone

Off the Rails (Kaerian and Laar / Muterial Open Collab)

Blueprint for track that became 'Sandycove Milk'.

Inspired by wondrous music by Conin, whose track 'Kitty's Wake' reminded of the rich clay of Joyce's 'Finnegan's Wake'. This track, about the opening pages of Joyce's Ulysses, borrows coffee spoons, forever those of T.S. Eliot, in an effort to add sweet milk...drawn from the milk-well of honeyed Sandycove.  The lyric speaker is, notionally, Stephen Daedalus. For practical purposes, the lyric speaker is James Joyce himself. His aim? To hit Haines for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency] before heading to France on a ferry. Whilst Haines still feels guilty (sheepish) about having fired his pistol at an imaginary cat he thought he saw in the fireplace in the Martello tower in Sandycove (now the Joyce Museum....a sacred...magical place, whose attendant Joyce scholars told me about the Haines' imaginary cat episode....it is all true...yet also dovetails eerily with the first chapter of Ulysses).

The reference to Haines having consumed Absinthe is a narrative fiction, invented to offer an explanation for his dangerous behaviour. No peer reviewed evidence capable of demonstrating Absinthe has hallucinogenic properties, exists, to my knowledge.


Lyrics

[chorus]
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar

Hellenise me now
She come and go
talking bout Michelangelo
there will be time
there will be time

do I dare to eat a quiche?
I shall wear enchanted trousers
and float upon the beach

I’m still dreamin
something happened last night

Haines downed a snot-green bottle of Absinthe
started shooting at his Schrödinger's cat
in the fireplace
looks real sheepish this morning
gonna hit him for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency]
and get outta here
gliding on the Emerald sea
to Paris
with Haines’ guinea in my pocket
when I’m at sea

gonna go uptown now
hitting the top deck of this here Martello
gonna watch the mailboat
glide on an Emerald sea
gonna rest my shiny elbows
on the jagged granite
just leavin the harbour

and here comes stately Buck
bearing a bowl of lather
crossed razor and mirror as well
holding the bowl aloft
and intoning...intonin

Introibo ad altare Dei
sacred chalice
sacred cross
and now I’m lookin at the sea
Thallata...sweet mother
Hellenise me
mailboat clearin the harbour
rage of Caliban inside me
cos of Haines....[firing a gun inside the Martello tower when drunk the night before, at a giant cat he imagined was sitting near the fireplace]
sweet Thallata
buttercups on the quilt
powdered musk and gauds of amber beads
calm now like the sea
there will be time
there will be time

Martello

"noch nicht" means not yet in german.
or other said all the things undone... 
in potentia

noxpox -  noch nicht

Everyday, I open the window
Everyday, I brush my teeth
Everyday, I read the paper
Everyday, I see your face

Everyday, I ride in cars
Everyday, I watch TV
Everyday, I write my diary
Everyday, I go to sleep

In the gleam of a brilliant twilight
I see people torn apart
From each other
Maybe that's their way of life 

（Quote from YMO's "Perspective," with lyrics by Peter Barakan and composed by Ryuichi Sakamoto.）

Just for reference, I also like this version which has a strong jazz influence and is a bit different from the original.
Perspective : Ryuichi Sakamoto with Arto Lindsay 1989
 https://youtu.be/xviDUaV_xVs

I really like the YMO song "Perspective", composed by Ryuichi Sakamoto with lyrics by Peter Barakan. It's a rare song where Sakamoto takes on vocal duties, and it's one of YMO's later songs where Sakamoto's solo style is very strong. The simple yet profound lyrics really resonate with me, expressing the happiness and cruelty of everyday life, that is, the act of living. We are all torn apart right now, each one of us. If I were to add something to these lyrics, it would be 
"Every day, I drink a cup of coffee
Every day, I create my own music
Every day, I think about you"

Day9 R.I.P.R.S.04112023 "torn apart"

Written by Terry Reeves, 1981
Recorded in a dusty attic, Wallington, Surrey, 1983
Terry Reeves: Vocals/ Guitar 
Brian Reeves: Guitar
John Palmer: Bass
Gary Reeves: Drums

Back in 1981, there was a major news item on the front of the tabloids involving two young teenagers who had committed suicide in a car. They left a note saying that there was no point in carrying on living as they had no job and no money. Unemployment was the highest it had ever been at that time, so it made the headlines. This song was my comment. There was nothing great about the Thatcher government and yes, I was there. (Terry Reeves)

LYRICS

Work hard at school and you will succeed
Get the pieces of paper that you need
You will get there if you are the best
But what happens to us, all the rest

CHORUS
NO JOB, NO MONEY, NO LIFE, NO POINT
NO JOB, NO MONEY, NO LIFE, NO POINT

Discipline will curb your greed
Much more training's what you need
It's better now than it's ever been
Hard times like these we have never seen

CHORUS X 2

Lets tell the truth and not live a lie
No piece for us of that money pie
The youth are the future that's what we're told
But what will they tell us when we're too old

CHORUS X 2

So what's the point in carrying on
Growing up is just one big con
Haven't listened to a word that's said
Perhaps you'll listen when I'm dead

NO JOB, NO MONEY, NO LIFE, NO POINT
NO JOB, NO MONEY, NO LIFE, NO POINT

Final Choice - Root Division (1983)

Challenge was to make one of my shorter songs with one of my longer lyrics, so I 'had' to craft it into an amalgam of 9/4 and 4/4 signatures. Thus, it may feel crazy on verses but I hope also catchy on refrains.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)  /  I ask only not to have desires (I don’t want to imagine anymore)

¿Puedes explicarme qué es lo que me pasa?  /  Can you tell me what happens to me?
Señor, llévate de mí esta confusión.  /  Lord, take away this confusion.
Quítame el don de la inteligencia,  /  Take the gift of intelligence from me,
pues si no pensara tanto, sería feliz.  /  because if I didn’t think so much, I would be happy.

Siento que este mundo me es extraño,  /  I feel this world is strange,
estoy a disgusto con mis sentidos.  /  I get displeasure from my senses.
No puedo comprender su funcionamiento,  /  I cannot understand their functioning,
ni siquiera amoldarme a él.  /  nor even get used to it.

Sólo pido no tener deseos,  /  I ask only not to have desires,
ya no quiero imaginarme nada.  /  I don’t want to imagine anything anymore.

Esta situación siempre es pasajera,  /  This situation is always temporary,
pero se repite una y otra vez.  /  but repeats itself again and again.
Este malestar de cuerpo y alma  /  This discomfort of soul and body
me hace desear dejar de ser.  /  makes me wish to stop being.  

Pienso entonces en todos los que me quieren,  /  Then I think of all those who love me,
o al menos en los que a veces lo parecen…  /  or at least about those who sometimes seem to…
¿Por qué es tan difícil la coexistencia  /  Why is coexistence so difficult
en medio de una sociedad inteligente?  /  in an intelligent society?

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

No deberías dejar pensar a algo imperfecto,  /  You should not allow something imperfect to think,
sino limitarlo a cumplir su función social.  /  but limit it to fulfilling its social role.
Sólo quiero ser un engranaje más, señor,  /  I only want to be one more cog, Lord,
en tu rebaño de almas, sin preguntas.  /  in your flock of souls, without questions.

Esta vida que me has dado, señor,  /  This life you have given me, Lord,
me tortura, de modos insospechados,  /  tortures me, in unsuspected manners,
a buscarle un sentido a mis dudas,  /  to look for a sense to my doubts,
lo cual, tal vez, sea precisamente su fin!  /  which, maybe, is precisely its purpose!

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

ER43FI10 97-18

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)

Here's another in the series of semi-live recordings with Nat Daniels. Nat took an ancient recording I did back in the 80's and salvaged it, embellished it into something that gave me a really pleasant surprise. The song delivers a simple message about overlooking the most important aspects of our time in this life, often too willing to fall into step with what everyone else seems to be doing. Don't lose sight of the true relationships, the true friends and the simple, real connections. My thanks to Nat for her usual abilities to transform anything into a special experience.

Craig Durgy: guitar & vocals
Nat Daniels: piano, bass, vocals & production

Music & Lyrics by Craig Durgy

You count your blessings, you count your years
And the day’s long gone
You start undressing as another day nears
And your mind turns on
All of a sudden as the light’s dying down
You see what you could not
Love took a little but love took a little a lot

You’re working steady, you’re on the go
And the week’s long gone
The feeling’s petty but it’s all that you know
And you can’t slow down
All of a sudden as you’re driving home 
You look at the home that you’ve got
Love took a little but love took a little a lot

The radio plays and a sentiment stays
There’s a face that you’ve looked at for years
You idle in lines of idling minds
That unwind in their own rear view mirrors
The face is one, and then another
And it hurts as each one disappears

You’ve got a husband, you’ve got a wife
You’ve got a lover and the best things in life
You heard a story, you made it stick
No need to worry cause you laid it thick

Then in a moment, it’s happened before
The eyes in the mirror look away
They turn to someone you loved so much more
And you know what they’re trying to say
Ignore the moments and just earn your pay
Then you’re dead and you’re starting to rot
Love took a little but love took a little a lot

Love Took A Little A Lot

ATRIUM .

WELCOME to my musical diary!
PAGE 12 NO LONGER USED GOTO https://soundcloud.com/noxpox14 NOW
!!!!!!! PLEASE
soon or later is OUT NOW!!!on bandcamp
this page is shortly before being stuffed to the maximum.
this means page 13 already activated!!!!!♥☻https://soundcloud.com/noxpox13
!!!New crashers EP out on Bandcamp now and
stuff on Skull Triangle Skull netlabel!!! 
https://archive.org/details/fav-kawaii_witch

If you want to use some files for noncommercial use, as remixes or collab, PersonalMessage me please!☻☻☻☻☻

you can unfollow the older accounts for there will be no new releases anymore on these
see me here (long time ago)(face at 2:25 the little of the scientists)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3h4dTHLweo

noxpox - noch nicht

noxpox (page 12)

Recent comments

N.R.G. New Rock Gods

Omelette of Mars

Walkin' in Pa's Footsteps

Filmy Ghost

Related tracks