Awesome funky vibe, great collab 👏👍

Addictive voice! Smooth flowing & well-paced rapping! Funking good trip! Dig it a lot! Hip to the tip of the Top! >>

oh i’m big fan of the way how you bring cadans in your lyrics

KEEPING REVIVALS IS NOT A TIME LOSS

This is an interesting, orginal and powerful piece which should keep you listening 'til the end. Enjoy!

'Three Piece Suite for Jazzman Pedro'

Funky Flow / IPG1 & Paploviante
Open invitation for a collab from IPG1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/funky-flow-collab-vox-90-bpm?in=ipg1/sets/vocals
Vocals and Lyrics: IPG1
E Bass, Music, Arrangement and Mix Paploviante


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Time Rush

A revival in memory of both fallen heroes: David Bowie writing about seeing Marc Bolan perform for the first time. 

Jaime J Ross @jaime0223 performed the Grandest Inspirational Piano with additional Grandiose Embellishments by myself
Rick Medlock @rick-4-1 delivered the Perfectly Delicious Drums & Terrific Tambourine
Phil McWalter @phil-mcwalter snuck in all The Other Stuff whilst Tony Visconti was up a pair of steps painting the entrance hall ceiling white...

Remastered 9th May 2025 as it was sounding a little brittle I thought...

Lady Stardust

Well people stared at the makeup on his face
Laughed at his long black hair, his animal grace
The boy in the bright blue jeans
Jumped up on the stage and
Lady Stardust sang his songs
Of darkness and disgrace

And he was alright, the band was all together
Yes he was alright, the song went on forever
Yes he was awful nice
Really quite out of sight
And he sang all night long

Femme fatales emerged from shadows
To watch this creature fair
Boys stood upon their chairs
To make their point of view
And I smiled sadly for a love I could not obey and
Lady Stardust sang his songs
Of darkness and dismay

And he was alright, the band was all together
Yes he was alright, the song went on forever
Yes he was awful nice
Really quite paradise
And he sang all night long

Ooh how I sighed when they asked if I knew his name

And he was alright, the band was all together
Yes he was alright, his song went on forever
And he was awful nice
Really quite paradise and
He sang all night, all night long

© David Bowie 1971


Bowie performing a lesser known demo of the song: youtu.be/xrz5BKPitT0

Lady Stardust

Lady Stardust Revival

I AM KEEPING SCORES / Open Collaboration from IPG1
Lillithe : Music, Mix and Production
IPG1 : Vocals and Verses
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/im-keeping-score-vocals-92-bpm


I Am KEEPING SCORE

 "Fragments of a Quantum Reverie"**

In the year 2142, humanity unlocked the ability to decode dreams into raw electrical signals and dissolve them into the quantum fabric of spacetime. The process, known as "Quantum Reverie Mapping," was meant to be a tool for understanding the subconscious. But when Dr. Kaede Mori, a reclusive physicist, tested the technology on herself, something unexpected happened.

Her dreams—once private and fleeting—were shattered into fragments and scattered across the quantum void. When she reassembled them, they came back... altered. Alien landscapes, impossible geometries, and voices speaking in languages no human had ever known filled her mind. It was as if her dreams had merged with echoes of other realities.

Each night, Kaede ventured deeper into this fractured dreamscape, piecing together fragments of something vast and unknowable. Were these remnants of parallel worlds? Or whispers from a higher intelligence encoded within the quantum field? As the line between dreamer and explorer blurred, Kaede realized she might not be dreaming at all—but awakening to a multiverse hidden within her own mind.

Fragments of a Quantum Reverie ：Dreamscape by MODEP (on Rasberry Pi 4 ) &Modular

This piece unfolds like a breath made visible — structured, intentional, yet deeply human in its fragility. In the opening, we see repetition rooted in the lower registers, almost mechanical yet comforting, like the steady rhythm of a clock marking each second with devotion. These patterns seem to echo the mundane rituals of life, the unnoticed beauty in routine, the sacred silence of presence.
As we move forward, a gentle escalation begins. Notes rise, one after another, reaching toward something unseen. There's a yearning here — a soft insistence — as if time itself were stretching, holding its breath. Then suddenly, the lines splinter upward: sharp bursts of high notes like thoughts breaking through stillness, or memories surfacing with urgency.
Midway through, this breath becomes restless. The motif repeats with variations, suggesting reflection, perhaps even inner conflict. The density increases, not chaotically, but like a mind trying to grasp something just beyond reach — a moment, a feeling, a forgotten truth.
Then comes the climb again. But it’s not the same as before. This time, it carries wisdom, as if the breath has learned from its own rhythm. The final ascent is quieter, more deliberate, like a farewell exhale — tender, aware of its own impermanence. And finally, the descent: a peaceful surrender, a return to stillness, where time no longer counts — it just is.
Written and composed by Jessica Bains Brown & Francesco Adornetto

A Breath In Time

Thinkpiece

ANARS ! Pouvons nous trouver une raison ?

I had a dream, and I wrote this song not to forget it. 

Technical highlights: hand played bass, slightly odd riff on chorus (15/2) & some extra psychedelia.

Pic & sounds taken with my phone during a recent experience which could help me understand the dream, maybe…

Letra  /  Lyrics:

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)  /  NÍMOR (I don’t know where I am)

Entré en la sala sin hacer ruido,  /  I entered the room making no noise,
los pocos que vi eran desconocidos,  /  the few ones I saw were strangers,
busqué una cama que estuviera libre y dormí.  /  I looked for a spare bed and slept.

Al día siguiente no encontré mi sitio,   /  The following day I didn’t find my place,
todo estaba lleno de desconocidos,  /  the whole room was full of strangers,
me di la vuelta para salir y te vi.  /  I turned around to leave and I saw you.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …

La cama de al lado estaba vacía,  /  The bed at your side was empty,
y me preguntaste si la quería,  /  and you asked if I wanted it,
la quise y pronto nos hicimos amigos,  /  I did and soon we became friends,
desconocidos.  /  strangers.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …
Nímor, no sé qué pasa…  /  Nímor, I don’t know what’s going on...
Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...

Te pregunté “¿cómo se llama este sitio?”  /  I asked you "what’s the name of this place?"
y me contestaste que estaba contigo,  /  and you answered that I was with you,
y sin darme cuenta te quise mucho y dormí.  /  and unconsciously I loved you so and slept.

Ahora del sueño ya me he despertado,  /  Now from the dream I’ve already woken,
tu nombre lamento no haber preguntado,  /  your name I regret not having asked,
te llamaré como el sitio en que te conocí.  /  I’ll call you like the place where I met you.

Nímor (…)  /  Nímor (…)

ER27HC06 ©1995 ®2015

Honorable broadcast (34:47 - 40.00): http://jeffhickmott.podomatic.com/entry/2015-09-18T05_02_20-07_00

Nota para el oyente español: ninguna influencia de Chiquito de la Calzada en el título; lo pongo tal como lo soñé y punto.

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)

sound in ear: well's glycerine, complementing nitro https://soundcloud.com/user-370942421-686440500/glycerine-2025-05-31-20-58
movie in mind: the wages of fear https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wages_of_Fear
conspiracy theory in mind:  kincaid and the grand canyon https://youtu.be/ZCYMAs4cqRU?feature=shared
poem composed: y compactor / copyright jo richter
method: sang, chanted overtone, read and fiddled around with settings in Samplitude
image: budapest 2011, copyright jo richter

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Holy Sin

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