Roemloos ten Onder - Niets

How to end a story

A minimalist salute to Chet Baker: solo guitar, one take, the time kept by a tapping foot. No overdubs, no drama—just the hush between notes. This is a closing gesture rather than a lament: small on purpose, like an idea at the moment it takes root.

Baking Chet

Free as the sea

Extraterrestial campfire tune

An electronic study in tabla feel—hand‑drum strokes mapped to modular voices, cycling through a steady tala/theka. No spoken syllables here; just pulse, touch, and micro‑accents shaping a hypnotic, raga‑tinted groove.

Ragalike

The question remains

Progression

He supposed to be in Turkey

A Minor Trip to None Man’s Land moves like a convoy under a red sun—busy, tense, and slightly off-kilter. The spine is a repeating none in A minor—minor, 7th, 9th—echoing into the distance while layered percussion and motorik pulses kick dust in all directions. Synth washes smear like a heat mirage; metallic hits cut through like loose panels in the wind. Chaos you can move to: a stress dream that locks into a groove and refuses to let go.

A minor trip to none mans land

Locking into the 12/8 African pulse—layered triplet feel and interlocking parts—then leaning toward desert‑blues guitar colors from the Sahara/ Sahel. A motor groove with dunes in view.

The African machine

A waltz‑time drift on the Black Sea—connector and divider—where dreamy harbour textures meet folkish Turkish/Balkan inflections. Strong, present, and sea‑bright: a 3/4 sway that carries both hush and heft.

Черное море (Black Sea)

Chernoye more (II) (Черное море)

What Will Happen Next is percussive and industrial: a walk through an abandoned factory hall, making music on steel pipes and benches, finding rhythms as you go. Every hit blooms in long concrete reverb, close‑miked and pushed until it feels amplified and uneasy, like a horror cue caught on tape. Low drones shiver under the clatter; alarms flicker at the edge. Footsteps, echoes, silence.
Are you alone, there?

FFO: Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross, Ben Frost, Andy Stott, The Haxan Cloak, Einstürzende Neubauten
Credits: written, performed & mixed by Paul Heetebrij. If it hits, tap ❤️, repost, and drop a comment.

What will happen next?

Special guests: some well known creep at some well known forum and the screaming people of Shanghai.

How to jump off this train?

A dream assembled from ordered slices: fragments of Ravel’s Shéhérazade drift through a tight grid, yet blur at the edges—soft focus, suspended time, and a gentle undertow of color. The structure is precise; the sensation is dreamy.

Shéhéraslices

Kingsday Marching Band Craze

Turn Left or Right is a generative ambient piece driven by probability.
Left means another note from a Turing machine; right selects a random added note from a sus4 chord. The stream of choices feeds delays and feedback loops, building Fripp‑like long sustains over drifting drones. Patterns surface, slip away, and return—chance steering the melody while the room keeps ringing.
FFO: Robert Fripp/Frippertronics, Brian Eno, Windy & Carl, Rafael Anton Irisarri
Credits: written, performed & mixed by Paul Heetebrij. Tap ❤️, repost, and say which turn you heard most—left or right.

Turn left or right

A primitive, fully automated fuga generator: bass and lead orbit each other, but only one voice moves at a time. Everything is driven by chance—the system even stops the recording—so all that’s left is to press Start, get a coffee, and see what time delivers.

16th generated fuga from may 14

Half‑time funk with a twist: sliced German sports radio becomes a chattering hi‑hat over a tight, head‑nod groove—speech as cymbal, beats as play‑by‑play.

Einfaches Spiel

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Het Raadsel Van De Liefde

Verkeer op de dijk. Het zoemende gemaal. En wielrenster die het aan medesporter uitlegt: "Hier is het begin van de Linge!"

De inlaat bij het Pannerdensch Kanaal. 17/8/2025 14:11

De stuw tussen Klein Baal en Gendt 17/8/2025 13:48

Like being overtaken by a wave and held inside its glassy body: everything delays, colors blur, and the sea turns to soft electricity until breath returns.

3 synth-voices. 2 sequences + random notes. Randomized clock-time.

DEMO

Surf

Modular steered by 8-step sequencer + arpeggiator. Track tempo 100.
Extra Midi-clocked guitar looper

Story of life

A beat-driven cut-up of a 1950s U.S. instant‑coffee commercial: the office reprimand on repeat—looped, chopped, and turned into a danceable absurdity. Mid‑century domestic clichés filtered through a modern groove.

Marge, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me every minute at the office?

Combining guitar and modular synths.
Cut rhythm guitar part in grains.
Using 8 step sequencers for simple bass and rudimentairy drums.

Maybe first version of more to follow.

Desert bloom

A dance groove built from reversed cuckoo clocks—the high‑tech of determinism before Einstein. Tick becomes swoosh, chime becomes inhale, yet time keeps marching. Mechanical charm flipped on its head, pulse-forward and tongue‑in‑cheek.

You cannot reverse time

Time is ticking. The same sequence over and over again

Echo chambers II

Hier vind je een mix van vroeger en nu. Ooit begon ik met gitaar en songs, tegenwoordig verken ik vooral de mogelijkheden van elektronische muziek — op het snijvlak van techniek en gevoel. Mijn oude werk laat ik staan, als deel van het pad dat ik volg. Fijn dat je luistert.

Paul Heetebrij

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