"Modern avant-garde for the new millennium." AMG REVIEW: 13 by Earnest Woodall is a true character. He creates outrageous atmospheres from eclectic sound sources. 13 by Ernest Woodall is a collection of 13 compositions, each of which deals with or recognizes a different superstition. The pieces have just enough dissonance and just enough melody for balance. This is modern avant-garde for the new millennium. It will appeal to fans of Terry Riley, Pauline Oliveros, and Dmitri Shostakovich. - All Music Guide - Review by Jim Brenholts﻿
 
My music is influenced by - Terry Riley, Pauline Oliveros, Dmitri Shostakovich, Radiohead, Björk, Mogwai, Muse, Alt-J, Animal Collective, Coldplay, Oasis, Sigur Rós, The Flaming Lips, Flying Lotus, Nine Inch Nails, Pink Floyd, Kronos Quartet, Kate Bush, Brian Eno, Arcade Fire, Coldplay, Bill Frisell, Thom Yorke, LaMonte Young, Steve Reich, Terry Riley, John Adams, Jon Hassell, Meredith Monk, Harold Budd, John Cale, Elmer Bernstein, Alla Rakha, John Cage, Bang on a can, Aaron Copland, Scott Johnson, Erik Satie, Mike Oldfield, Karlheinz Stockhausen, Stereolab, Laurie Anderson, Philip Glass, Arvo Pärt, Deep Listening Band, George Crumb, Pierre Boulez, Iannis Xenakis, Jon Hassell, Kronos Quartet, Jack Quartet, Arditti Quartet, Ethel, Turtle Island String Quartet, Zapp String Quartet, eighth blackbird, London Sinfonietta, Ahn Trio, Arthur Russell, Lee Hyla, Lois V. Vierk, Michael Nyman, David Watson, Alarm Will Sound, Louis Andriessen, Tan Dun, Tom Waits

Dharma Bums

Music & words : Loony De Bussy 
Illustration : Nataly NGM  🧡

All played and sung by Loony :  Acoustic / Electric guitar, Fretless Bass, Slide guitar, Electric piano 

Composed and recorded in 2003
Mixed and mastered in November 2023

NIGHT TIME

Everything recorded by myself including instruments and voice. Hope you enjoy.

Why Does It Feel So Bad

Chill music with a groovy sound in the background and electric guitar.
Chillige Musik mit groovigem Sound im Hintergrund und dazu E-Gitarre.

Chillout Guitar

The Millimetre Forest

A romantic song about burning houses down. Check out the new album "Earthly delights" - follow the link in my Bandcamp!

Earthly delights

Bandcamp link

An Arsonist's Love Song

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: @farout-music-studio

Find David's sublime guitar work here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
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You know, don't you?  Oh, yes you do.  
You know you're being monitored, observed, assessed by something that knows you intimately.  
Knows you better than you’d like to think.  
Your secondary semi-subconscious once-removed.  
That's why you talk to yourself - or pretend to.  
Admit it - you're not really you, at all, are you?  
In fact, you're not real, are you?  You are watching “you”.  
You are nothing but your alter ego's doppelganger temporarily encased in a piece of warm, wet meat.  
A transient instantiation of a mirrored reflection of some lump of sentience from precisely one, of an infinite number of parallel universes.  

It’s called “conscience”.  

Handle with care.  

You were gifted it for a reason.
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"…..Neatly packaged, all my doubts, the rationales and bellyaches,
Wracked without, passion in thrall to humanity's handicap diamond stakes…."
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Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss, 
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past, 
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there, 
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare, 
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
   .......some worthwhile inner self.
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Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

Ghost of a Sense ... with Seagull and David Dunham

projet X (2022)

#los_caDAveres

Gedichten op muziek, over de Havenstad Harlingen; meer informatie & boekingen 
https://www.jankobusseunnenga.nl/

bandcamp

01-Harlingen

Electric fiddle > mesa style overdrive > Fender Super Champ X2 > phase and delays
Various synths

Silvestre

I don’t have as much time at the moment to be on Soundcloud. I always appreciate listens and feedback and will respond when I can. 
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Thank you for visiting. It’s always appreciated. 
You’ll mostly find blues colliding with other sounds, styles and traditions here. Lots of improvisation. Lots of guitar and some other instruments. Hope you find something to enjoy!

Silvestre

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