Written when I had just turned 15 (1982). I had forgotten about it but someone found a tape of me singing it back then. I then purchased a  MacBook in 2020 and decided to record it as a learning exercise/demofor using GarageBand. Naive and simple, but an innocent song for challenging times.
Lyrics:

John the fisherman 

They call me John the fisherman 
And I can be seen every day
Working and risking my life as a fisherman 
Sailing out on the waves

I live in a cottage on a cliff, 
I never move far from the sea
I live on fish and homegrown peas
And sleep with a bible close to me

The only things I respect in my world
Are god and the sea 
For they both have claimed the lives of many who meant so much to me
(I say) I never fall in love any more
I’ve been hurt too many times
 (I tell them) I know all loves pitfalls 
I’ll leave that game to the fools! 

They call me John the fisherman 
They say that I’m so hard to please
I disagree with war and many policies 
And dislike people who criticise me

All my friends and family have long since gone
And I’m left with memories 
Some say I’m mad because I talk to myself 
It’s only because I’m lonely 

I wish I had someone to love
Someone to share my life
Someone to talk to on the cold winter nights
And cheer me as I grow old
I wish that I had grandchildren 
Who would smile and sit on my knee
I’d tell them stories of my life and would love them dearly 

They call me John the fisherman and I can be seen every day
Working and risking my life as a fisherman 
Sailing out on the waves

(Hymn to the sea) 
The sea provides but takes away 
It’s power demands respect
Our care and love are ours to give
To guard and to protect 

Our thoughts and prayers are offered up
For those at risk each day 
To feed us all, may they be safe
Working on the waves

James Whiteman 1981 Copyright 
 (Hymn to the sea James Whiteman 2020) Copyright

John the Fisherman

One more dance song examining what happens when we die lol.
Oy, this one was really tough. I have such a hard time with words. I guess by now, half the population doesn't even know what 't-tops' are anymore! The vocal is really out of my range, and transposing was nearly impossible but I did drop it down all I could without being in the mud then i did what i could do vocal wise. The demo I used to practice was kind of fun I might post that later...

Ah, those hot summer nights when it felt alright
Seems like yesterday
With a bottle of booze and your platform shoes
Off to dance the night way

And you ride through town with the t-tops down
And the wind blowing fast and cool
And you’re revved up hot in the parking lot
Nowhere to go and nothing to do

It’s the summer of dreams when you’re seventeen
There's no way that you can't win
Try new things, spread your wings
You don’t think about the summer’s end

Music’s loud in this lively crowd
She's dancing around the room
With the strangers you know and the friends that you don’t
Then you just turn around and they’re all gone

Where do the dancers go, when they’re not dancing anymore
Where do the dancers go when their feet aren’t on the dance floor
To the underground? To the atmosphere?
Do you stay around, do you disappear
To the great unknown, where the wild winds blow,
It’s a short ride here but a long way home   

Ah, those hot summer nights when it felt alright
What did we know
Now you lie in bed the music in your head
but you can't go back to long ago

when the dance is done and the lights come on
We all need a place to shed our skin
Place like home just to rest our bones till the night comes ‘round again

Where Do The Dancers Go When They're Not Dancing Anymore (VOCAL)

Dark drone for the summer days in Hiroshima and Nagasaki

夏への扉 :Dark drone for the summer days

Of All The Beautiful Faces

Concentricity

Bandcamp

Lago de Pirañas

"Elegy"

われは指にするどく研げるナイフをもち
葉櫻のころ
さびしき椅子に「復讐」の文字を刻みたり。

萩原朔太郎『純情小曲集』より

"When the cherry blossoms had fallen, I carved the word "revenge" with a sharp knife on the back of a park bench."
Quoted from "a collection of short poems of pure mind " by Sakutaro Hagiwara (Japanese poet; 1886-1942).

art work: Sebastiano Rizzardo via Pixabay

Elegy

i had to do this for fun.
maybe i will delete 
but for the first i love to listen

noxpox - Satie-Sfied Part1 - 3 (based On Gnossiennes and Gymnopedies By Eric Satie)

The Down That Won't Let Me Up

Hell Canto

On 7.10.23, Palestinian forces, led by Hamas, broke down the fence separating the Gaza enclave from Israel and unleashed a savage day of slaughter and kidnapping that ended with 1,195 dead on the Israeli side and 251 taken as hostages. The Israeli response was just as savage but much longer lasting and much, much more devastating. It resulted (at the time of writing) in around 72,000 deaths (70,000 - most likely, many more - Palestinians, largely non combatants, and 2,000 Israelis, largely soldiers) in Gaza, as well as at least 170,000 Palestinians injured, compounded by a genocidal policy of starvation and destruction of civil order. A response that has destroyed most of Gaza and accelerated the expansion of illegal settlements in the West Bank - where there have been around 1,000 Palestinian deaths caused by Israeli settlers and the IDF since October ’23. There have also been many deaths and injured in Lebanon, Syria, Iran and Yemen.

The horrors of the Unholy Land felt near at home, and like the invasion of Ukraine, pushed me to give some kind of personal response - however pointless and inadequate - beyond following and sharing news and commentaries. Already far into Luna rising, a text and electronica album about Ukraine and Russia, I didn't feel capable of responding with texts so I embarked on a wordless album called Hell Canto.

The parameters are the same for each of the Hell Canto pieces. I’d call the methodology a way of comprovisation, of making sound poetry, derived from vocal improvisations and electronic manipulations. In November '25, having recorded 50 pieces, decided to stop adding more - also the fragile and unlikely October '25 ceasefire remains in place though in practice the word ‘ceasefire’ is a bad joke, with no sign of real peace and humanitarian and political solutions on the horizon. I’ve listened through the 50 pieces and chosen 27 that I’d like to be included in the album and 23 which are orphans for the time being at least. The 27 pieces come to a total of 80 minutes which might be too long for a CD. It’s not sure yet. Anyway, for now there are 2 Soundcloud playlists - the 27 in the draft order for the album, and the 23 which for now are in order of recording.

Raining Spiderling
Istanbul, December 2025

Slamming (mix 1.2)

MYMIND VOL 2

five hearts and a pair of hands with interlocking fingers

please make it easier and contact me on the actual page !!!
status 96% uploads (here page 10 ENDS, i let it stand with 23tracks and the last song is called 23minutes in the life of noxpox)
I welcome you to noxpox  (page 11) now!
Welcome to my musical diary!
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noxpox - Satie-Sfied Part1 - 3 (based On Gnossiennes and Gymnopedies By Eric Satie)

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