[UNDER CONSTRUCTION]

Fantaisie track (courte) series no. 451

infinitely open ... except for the beat, no beat, or not enough to call it a beat, or too many of them either in succession or concurrent.

creation: 2024/05/28

These tracks were uploaded to SC in April and May 2024,
except for the following, older ones:
. . .

[TO BE COMPLETED]

Happy listening!

* Soundcloud time: 1 year = 12 - 23 months.

hk_fantaisies_tracks_451

Daily Drops

A      119

Related tracks: Condition Shit (new track)

Related tracks: But Still It Moves

Related tracks: Journey to Enceladus (Extrait Guitar only)

New Artist Playlist

Hey friends - I reworked an old song from 2012, which I deleted by accident - it s a funny one:)

Afraid - Likewyse featuring Marianne Holland

Dust on Keys Piano Solo 7

Recorded and mixed by ZEITFAKTOR 2024
Cover Art: Pexels.com
Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DhkytHmYD8o
Download track (free download or name your price):
https://zeitfaktor.bandcamp.com/track/convergence

Convergence

Cascade

Album Length: 13:03
about
The Maria Dolens Bell in Rovereto is a monument created from the bronze of the cannons used in World War I. It was first cast in 1924 and completed in 1964, after another war and hesitations about its sound. In remembrance of those who have lost their lives in war, it chimes 100 times per day. Weighing more than 22 tons, it stands at a height of 3.36 meters with a diameter of 3.21 meters, delivering the note B-flat.

It was made to represent the human lives lost in World War I, however it was manufactured during a period that would later end up being among the darkest in history. Today, it would be unimaginable to recover the iron of the weapons involved in contemporary wars – those are connective, ephemeral, sonic and propagandistic; data-led, genetic, cultural and infrastructural...

As Jung writes in Psychology And Alchemy from his research dating back to that same period:

“The fire chilled to air, and the air became the great wind of Zarathustra and caused an inflation of consciousness which, it seems, can be damped down only by the most terrible catastrophe to civilization, another deluge let loose by the gods upon inhospitable humanity.
An inflated consciousness is always egocentric and conscious of nothing but its own existence. It is incapable of learning from the past, incapable of understanding contemporary events, and incapable of drawing right conclusions about the future. It is hypnotized by itself and therefore cannot be argued with. It inevitably dooms itself to calamities that must strike it dead. Paradoxically enough, inflation is a regression of consciousness into unconsciousness.“

The Maria Dolens bell has a hyperstitious sound, remembering the victims of the present future. Every day it tolls 100 strokes. Every second a person is killed by patriarchy, colonialism and financial realism. At the time of writing this text, January 2024, at terribly variable time intervals a Gazan person is shot by the corrupt fury of the state of Israel under the eyes of the self-proclaimed gatekeeper nations of the definition of human. And every second, at terribly variable intervals, an ecosystem is extinguished at the hands of the same principle, entailing an inflation in consciousness.

The Maria Dolens bell might appear as the ultimate representation of an alchemical process of fusing traumatic experience into an object that develops a very high sound pressure. The more-than-human communities of the Rovereto Valley have experienced this sound pressure at every sunset since 1964. The entire valley is compelled to witness the call of the memory of the human being, a call that irreversibly impacts ecosystem flows. Each chime performs human hostility, concealing itself under the guise of Necessary Memory. As if a symbol of memory is enough to convert the biases of human communities involved in the devastation of the planet, redeeming them.

In this composition, Kinked deconstructs the experience of listening to the Maria Dolens bell of Rovereto by making use of a main sample arranged in three different ways to narrate the extraction of the raw materials intended to form the bell (between those: human beings); the moment of it fusion and the first listening experienced by a digital consciousness in the ages to follow.
The last track features a sample of the chimes recorded by Kinked himself in 2022, which here represents a discontinuous and rhizomatic temporal flow, of contrast to the human timeline.
Within Fire Chilled To Air, And Air Became The Great Wind voices and languages become thermal functions, while more material gestures, sweating tears, address the humanx listener as a creator deity, helpless before the despair created by their inflation of consciousness. 
credits
released February 2, 2024

Mixed by Lapo Sorride
Mastering by Giuseppe Ielasi
Artwork and Text by Lapo Sorride

Accordance Of Rhythmic Phase

Dreamy Atmosphere / Paploviante Open Collaboration Offer Paploviante: E-Bass, Synth, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
Added guitars and final mix by Neno J.
@paploviante-and-friends:
@paul-racle:

Dreamy Atmosphere  (Collab with Paploviante)

雲は流れる

Our next song which we will upload soon will be a rather long song with over 10 minutes (well, it is about a very long journey...). So we decided to upload a short part of it - and at the same time a totally different version. This is the last part of the song, but with only guitar and vocals. In the final version there will hardly be a guitar, only at the very end and not the guitar you can hear in this version. Actually it is an ad-hoc guitar, not a version you would use in a studio recording. We often do this, improvising a guitar or piano accompainment to try out the vocals before the song is finished. We recorded this guitar improvisation and now added it to the final vocal version (we did not record the vocals at that time of the song) of the last part of the song. If you do not like long songs, you can try this short version here. But be aware that it is rather an ad hoc/live play, not really something we usually publish.
"...We missed our earth and our people so much. Oh how we want to feel again the earth's living touch. Our family faces we long to greet. We will be so happy when we finally can meet...."
We will provide the complete lyrics when we upload the final version of the song.

Journey to Enceladus (Extrait Guitar only)

(Photo: from satelite weather radar, Bay News 9)

Crossing The Desert (Full Track)

Photo/Art: Scout 
After nearly losing one of my new kittens, Scout, to the deadly parasite Toxoplasma gondii (Toxoplasmosis), which caused some horrifying neurological symptoms, including body twitches, I decided to express my feelings about the experience in song using my new DAW. The song is upbeat because she recovered, and is now parasite free! 
Please feel free to download and add to it, if you are inspired.  
Kitty vocals by Pixabay
 :) Nadia

Toxoplasmosis (Instrumental) by Nadia Selvaggi

Wrote this 3 years ago. It needed some serious revision. I see how much my mixing and mastering has improved from the previous version Die Alive.

You Die Alive

YOU DIE ALIVE

YT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_2C42OtUEZM

Grocery Store Manager Depression

In collaboration with https://soundcloud.com/meditant1

cloud lift

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/Oi-bllS36W8

Plus fort
Texte      : Sanzen
Chant     : Did Wilkops
Musique : Alain Illos

Dans mes sanglots agiles,
je cherche les éclats.
D'un monde qui vacille,
à l'ombre des sanctuaires.
Plus fort que jamais,
par ta voix attiré;
j'irai sans inquiétude,
avant que je m'endorme.
Dans mes sanglots faciles,
avant que vienne la nuit,
à l'ombre des sanctuaires,
je m'assierai sans doute.
C'est pour toi que je vis,
plus fort que jamais.
Et j'attendrai le jour,
je te ferai l'amour.
Le monde vacille,
je guette les moments rares.
Et nos chairs mélangées
et nos vies enlacées.
Dans mes sanglots futiles,
deux grands vaisseaux glissant.
Je rêve d'océan,
de perles et de diamants.
Dans le jour finissant,
je rêve d'oasis.
Plus fort que jamais,
de notre amour naissant.
À l'ombres des sanctuaires,
je dépose une gerbe.
Tout au fond de l'abîme,
je ressens le péril.
Je presse sur ma poitrine,
tous les noms oubliés.
Tout au fond de l'abîme,
un jour, tu m'as trouvé.

Plus Fort  avec Did Wilkops

Galileo's telescopic observation of the moons of Jupiter orbiting the planet  was a black swan moment for the Church's earth centred view of the universe. As ever those whose long held beliefs were challenged by the facts did not react well. Plus ca change.

But Still it Moves (John Stone)

Galileo Galileii stood before the court 
Accused of breaking sacred law
In what he said and what he thought  
They told him God had made us the centre of all things
The earth stood still, The universe
revolves around in perfect spheres and rings.

But he had seen the moons of Jupiter
Sailing through the void
And knew at once religious law
Had forever been destroyed
The power of observation
Proved the earth went round the sun
And we were not the centre of all things
as we were told we had become.

The Bishops and the Cardinals
Were outraged by the thought
That places held by God and man
Were not what they had always taught,
They forced a recantation of his controversial views
But as they dragged him from the court
He cried,“But still it moves”

Still it moves, Still it moves
But still the earth goes round the sun
Whatever you can make me say
A truth once known can’t be undone
So forget your old religions
And new ideologies
Truth is truth and only truth will I let speak to me
And still it moves… 

We’d like to think we’ve come some way 
Since those unenlightened days
But look around and count the things 
you know but are afraid to say 
In pain of media pile-ons 
And News that’s always fake 
And Those who are inclined to say 
That hate is truth and truth is hate 

It may not seem important  
But it still seems plain to me 
If you’re not allowed to speak the truth 
Then you’re no longer free 
So when they try to shout you down 
With the crazy things they say 
Remember Galileo
When he once dared to say
Still it moves…

But Still It Moves

© 2024 Pantomime Riot

Almond eyes look through the floor
Toxic vapours slip the door 
Inebriated mind entrenched 
Consciousness cannot be wrenched
Is my soul entirely mine 
Appropriated any time 
Eyes are open is it real 
Fingers numb now cannot feel 

Floating right out through the sheet 
Walking streets without my feet
Scarlet purple sleeping bruise 
Mind devoid of any clues 
Did you see my fucking trance 
Make a merry little dance 
Puncture pricks in every vein 
Never gonna feel the same 

Do those greys come when I rest 
Keep me under house arrest 
Bounce me down a silver beam 
Intoxicated in a dream 
Distant pictures in my head
Waking legs now full of lead
Penetrate and splice the gene
No one hears the vacuum scream 

Floating right out through the sheet 
Walking streets without my feet
Scarlet purple sleeping bruise 
Mind devoid of any clues 
Did you see my fucking trance 
Make a merry little dance 
Puncture pricks in every vein 
Never gonna feel the same 

Grey metallic bleeper chips 
Distant sound of water drips 
Leaving base reality 
Lost all sense of gravity  
Stretching through the layer seams
Colder textured alloy gleams 
Motor-senses all in flight  
Please return me to the night

Floating right out through the sheet 
Walking streets without my feet
Scarlet purple sleeping bruise 
Mind devoid of any clues 
Did you see my fucking trance 
Make a merry little dance 
Puncture pricks in every vein 
Never gonna feel the same

BRUISE

Dedicated in loving memory to our mothers.
Thank you dear Oddrun for gracing my music with your magic.

Poem: Emily Jane Brontë
Music Oddrun Eikli and Debra Buesking
Vocals: @oddrun-eikli
Piano: Debra Buesking
Studiowork: Arne Hiorth
cover design: Debra Buesking.


IN MEMORY 

Blessed be Thou for all the joy
My soul has felt to-day!
O let its memory stay with me
And never pass away!


I was alone, for those I loved
Were far away from me;
The sun shone on the withered grass,
The wind blew fresh and free.


Was it the smile of early spring
That made my bosom glow?
'Twas sweet, but neither sun nor wind
Could raise my spirit so.


Was it some feeling of delight,
All vague and undefined?
No, 'twas a rapture deep and strong,
Expanding in my mind!


Was it a sanguine view of life
And all its transient bliss—
A hope of bright prosperity?
O no, it was not this!

Sound Of Memory. Oddrun Eikli & Debra Buesking

UnBoxed May 2024

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

Journey To The Edge Of Reason

... it's summer again.
Guitar and effects.

Summer Again

Cranberrian

Recently I discovered the soundcloudpage of Paul, named Paploviante and friends.
who generously offers beautiful music. 
“Obfuscated / Paploviante Open Collaboration Offer
Paploviante: E-Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering
BPM 80” 
I  can’t express how thankful I am I got this opportunity to throw my vocals and lyrics on his canvas, already a work of art.

****
Lyrics:  Obfuscated
Obfuscated, obfuscated
You make things unclear, You make things obscure,
Obfuscated, You confuse me
Obfuscated,  i’m perplexed how You make things complex, 
when you hide the truth when you bend the truth

obfuscated
web of lies, in disguise
it’s no surprise there are so many words
for all sorts of lies

Obfuscated,
What you hide from the light is concealing
Deliberate misleading is deceiving
beguile Deceit, mislead, cheat, make  believe

Obfuscated,
web of lies, in disguise
it’s no surprise there are so many words
for all sorts of lies

Put in the shadows out of the light
In the fog, there’s no clear sight
In dirty water, it’s dark, you don’t see me
The answer is foggy, the message is misty

Obfuscated     
web of lies, in disguise - web of lies, in disguise
it’s no surprise there are so many words
for all sorts of lies
Obfuscated     
duplicity
double identity,  who do I trust
one or  none

Let’s face it, you know it
With a good sauce, you will eat it
Let’s face it, you know it
With the right words, you’ll believe it
Let’s face it, you know it
With a nice story you’ll  Buy it
If you want to believe it 
you won’t fight it

Obfuscated (collab Paploviante)

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 05/2024.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

Blue in your eyes

Let's go in blue paradise,
fullness in live,
we fly up to the sky,
with peace of mind,

Blue in your eyes,
always this light,
dreams of getaways,
until the dark night,

Blue in your eyes,
Blue in your eyes...

Blue in your eyes

Blue In Your Eyes

“Trapped Keys”  by Luke


Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
Beats by Luke©️
Luke  H.  S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Trapped Keys” by Luke

lyrics:
Just another second before i blow you away
just another hype before this decadence
U r about to be eliminated beyond this fence
u know u don't have any decent defense

That's the condition shit
where all the people spit
the gratefulness that should exist
but got lost from people's fist


Just another war about to begin
that's the people's choice gathered on one regime
U r about to be eliminated beyond this world
u know u don't have any decent kind of word

Now the history repeats itself
just another book from the shelf
just another hit before this demolition begins.

(p) & (c), 2024.

Condition Shit (new track)

Dear friends, I can see that the world is in a very troubling situation - several wars and severe natural disasters due to our climate becoming too warm.
It has now been shown that ongoing wars bring enormous catastrophes to our climate. I get so angry, so angry at those who start wars in our enlightened world. They really should be ashamed, or are they completely stupid in the head!! And beyond this - think of all the suffering and all the loss of human life!
This is a world that we must hand over to future generations!!
The picture is made by little Greta in 2024.

Children

We folks must not forget what will happen the next years
the world will be delivered to our kids   -           bare that in mind
We want to give them the conditions that are sound
they must breathe healthy air
we all people are appreciating the children


There is something we can do to optimize the air
we can ensure that the earth is getting greener       -   plant lots of trees
and do not burn soo much coal in Your land
there are probably other ways
we all people are appreciating the children

You can also stop all wars which create a lot of dirt
the bombs and all the fires release gas       -      that is soo bad
the risk of climate disasters increase
it’s no doubt about that
we all people are appreciating the children


Yesterday we recieved this drawing from the one
the one that makes our hearts go warm       -    it is so cool
It’s from our Granddaughter visiting our house
It’s special for us
we all people are appreciating the children

Children (What are we leaving behind?)

JIM ANDERS_ Ende

SeaShea (Chris O'Shea) contributes atmospheric and lead guitar to the catchy, positive and upbeat 'Counting Thursdays'.

@chris-oshea-3

Counting Thursdays   ft.SeaShea

Flowers

Farewell

The Listen Program - Immersive Soundscape V is the second last of six tracks which accompany "The Listen Program". The track features the natural sounds of South Africa. Two electronic sound files are part of the piece and features the flute. The piece is designed to assist the listener to find a sound they wish to focus on and practice "The Listen Program". The process helps to create focus, reduce stress & anxiety or to quiet the busy brain. 

Enjoy the sounds and remember "there is always more music coming!"

With thanks to: 
BD 8.WAV by PinkHouseMusic -- https://freesound.org/s/507844/ -- License: Attribution 4.0

The Listen Program - Immersive Soundscape V

Immersive Listening II

Exotic Sound Art

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Journey To The Edge Of Reason

Out of the Box 2