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The Road Of Memories

Under My Umbrella

Some words for our darling boy who has now departed us.

The tiny patter of four furred feet.
The one among your litter, we were blessed to meet.
With a whimper, with a yelp,
in 'dog' you said, 'I'll help ...
to make you love, to make you laugh
and cry.'

As a pup, you chased the deer away,
were even lost for one whole day!
But praise be to DOG, you came back.
To us,
your pack.

No Einstein, this is true.
But in treats, one was surely one less than two.
Socks meant walks
and we loved you.
This, you knew.

In your cosy bed,
sleeping days away.
With every year, a thicker coat of grey.
But your hazel eyes seemed to defy all time.

And now.
No tiny patter, whimper, yelp.
Who will we turn to now for help?
To love. To laugh. We cry.
Stan, you brought us endless joy.
Rest in peace. 
We love you.
There's a good boy.

Dear Stan

listen in it's proper order athttps://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/scalar-fields?si=a4ded6b0462f4929b3f05def556b0a35&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharinghttps://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/scalar-fields?si=a4ded6b0462f4929b3f05def556b0a35&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

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So Jo and I found ourselves spontaneously firing lines of lyics off at each other on some sort of Mad poetry binge--After these Seething pots of words were left to simmer and percolate Kimchee style--a small percentage of the words and ideas got stuck together somehow and cohesion was attained:)  i then sent Jo another big  pile of guitar stems, 5 in all--
Jo at this point put on his producer's hat and proceeded to form all this noise and racket into a most beautiful series of tunes which by the way is still in process-- An amazing job !! i am honored by his efforts--pure genius!!

all instruments and voices: Jeff Gardiner
modulation, arrangement and all that: jo richter
lyrics: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter
image: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter

he told me bout the trail in the tunnel
that I'm walking while
I'm thinking other people's thoughts
little voices
like your father's father's father's
farther than the others
all combined and confined to a tunnel of your thinkin
turn that little voice off in your head
he said

you may find it advantageous
in the long run
there's an exit but you gotta take it
while riding on the boxcars full of other people's junk
pulled by trains of thought
on shaky rails

the river rages while my faucet drips
consolation amasses around my hips
off the memory slide we slip
past pointers on the clock
ten times as tall as me
on the precipice of the sheer enormity of it

that old man who sat along the path
with bamboo cane and haversack
he said, while serving me
beans and rice and fruit and tea and bread
turn that little voice off in your head

scalar fields pt 2 fractal fields (1) with Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches

Tis a noble sport but it does have its downside. The lifespan of a wrestler is typically reduced by 15-20 years attributed to the health consequences of the sumo diet. They are also banned from driving cars partly due to being too big to fit behind a steering wheel. This song, however, is about another fight which we must win!  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSnhY0xBK7k

I’m a sumo wrestler
Don’t fit in a Tesla
I weigh 400 pounds 
Or ‘bout that
And a lotta the food’ll be
Rice, ramen noodles
Yeah
Ya gotta be fat

No gougin ’ no kickin’
Just slappin’ and trippin’
Huff, luffa 
Keep your breathing in sync
Throw salt in the air
Show your palms 
That’s just fair
Make sure your mawashi’s 
Tucked in
   
Le lutteur de Sumo
Il ma fait ‘ah’
Il ma fait ‘oh’
Le lutteur de Sumo
C’est si bon
C’est si beau

No gougin’ no kickin’
Just slappin’ and trippin’
Make sure your mawashi 
Tucked in
 And remind that bozo
Once he touches the doho
It means that he loses
I win

Huffa luffa
Huffa luffa
Huffa luffa

The Sumo Wrestler

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Tendre

This is the first in a series of eight easy, acoustic, rather short and inconclusive tracks, which I’ve assembled by working on new and reworking on some old material adding parts and sounds. 
Will anything actually happen in the end? Unlikely. Definitely not here. Here it’s a montage of bare arpeggios in various keys.
I recorded this some weeks ago: sorry about the guitar sound, the string squeak is a bit too much; now, I hope to have fixed that investing in a better and more expensive set of strings.

Composed by Michele Ansani (2025).
Female vocals are courtesy by Edm - Silk Vocal Samples.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, July 15.

In case nothing happens - part 1 (night)*

16-07-25-3

A new song inspired by a friend's post today..... "We are living with the impact of anger and refusing to listen and truly hear each other. The culture of avoiding politics and religion for fear of conflict has atrophied our muscles for truly listening and having productive and effective dialogue with anyone.
“[Republican pollster ]Luntz: And in 2014, I got it. I got how awful our country already was with each other. And that’s because all these focus groups I was doing would degenerate into delegitimization, dehumanization. It was all the bad that we were to come to see 24 months later. And the reason why I saw it is because I heard it. Because I did these focus groups—not the polling. I have to sit with people and see them. 
First, the arms get folded. Then the head starts to nod back and forth in a rejection of what they’re hearing. Then the eyes roll and the head goes back, and at that moment they’re getting ready to be disrespectful, disingenuous. I see it coming. And I saw this again and again and again. And my issue is, I don’t know how to fix it.”

Lyrics:
In a world so loud, and the skies so grey
We’re walking' on the edge, trying to find our way
Got our hearts on our sleeves, but we carry our scars
Points of view like highways, twisting in the dark

Listen, listen, listen, if only we could try
With our walls drawn high, we’re just passing by
It’s hard to stay calm when opinions collide
But maybe in the silence, we could turn the tide

We fold our arms tight, nod our heads in vain
Rollin' our eyes at the sound of the rain
But the pain is out there, just behind our doors
Wrapped up in anger that we can’t ignore
                                                         
We try to understand and contemplate
But we end up fighting while our worlds separate
Prepare for the battle and the name calling game
But the love we ignore keeps calling out our name

Listen, listen, listen, with every breath we try
Let us close our eyes, and say goodbye
To the anger and pain that remains
With every chance let us be free of disdain

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: gravity cut

Listen, Listen, Listen

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

I'm a little woman in little town
I'm mostly happy, and a little down
But I'm ain't too small for myself

Chorus:
I´m a little blue, I'm a little white
I make the little big, with a little fight
A little in my heart
A little in my head
Small is big instead

2:
Sometimes i feel a little out of place
A little restless, with a little need for space
But I don't need space from myself

Chorus....

3:
I´m a little wild, I'm a little calm
A little stubborn, does a lot on my own
But I'm aint too Wild for myself

Chorus.....

4
I´m a little crazy, I'm a little wise
Tend to dream a little, and fantasize..
But I'm aint too crazy for myself...

Chorus

Chorus..... :)

Small Is Big

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Victor Birkan resides in Beer Sheva, Israel. In his youth, he obtained a classical musical education in St. Peterburg, Russia. Even then, he showed an interest in piano improvisation, although his teachers did not encourage it too much. Then came a long break… Victor tried different professions – biologist, computer IT. His passion for music did not interrupted, but he only started playing regularly again around 2016, and in 2018 began posting his compositions.
After receiving positive feedbacks on social media, he focused on improvised music. He is deeply convinced that improvisation is not a privilege of jazz, it is the classical piano that finds its way to people's hearts. Victor Birkan never prepares for his recordings. Sitting down at the piano, he has no idea where to start, what will be in the middle and how he will finish. The melody will come from somewhere... He seeks to capture pure emotion and splash it onto the keyboard. Practically does not use computer effects. His listeners often write about the "magic", bewitching influence of his compositions.
Over the past year, Victor’s composition, “Between Night and Day”, has been nominated for Best Solo Piano Single by the ONE WORLD MUSIC RADIO, and some interesting compositions have been created in collaboration with Yellow Roze Records label. Victor is constantly striving to expand his audience.

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