@HDDNName composed and arranged this piece using a recording of an audio performance by Drum Ecstasy (http://www.drumecstasy.com/) in which they disintegrated their piano.

Poem and voice: Piotr Kalachyn / laryngitis 

In through the garden did I walk,
in through a fire where there’s no smoke.
A garden of the fragrant bloom,
in through the dark where there’s no gloom.

And every fruit just next to me,
it seemed, I could both hear and see
and touch
and pull
and rip off
and bite
and suck
and swallow
and DEVOUR!

Written on a happy and crisp morning of 1994

Bells Of April

"De Polonia a l'Habana
para guarachar la música cubana"...

Recorded on the Quay Street in Havana. Based obviously on Buena Vista Social Club's famous song 'Chan Chan'. Unfortunately, I don't know the names of the four performers. Enjoy the atmosphere!



Un Polaco en l'Habana – street recording

Sample:
The riffs from How Do We Ride? played on via Athanatos guitar amp made by Sasha Panasiuk

Channel: OD
Gain: 3
Presence: 7

Guitar: The Ripper by DaShtick Guitars, neck humbucker by Alan Entwistle
Cabinet: 1x12 Celestion Seventy 80
Mic: Shure SM-57 one inch away from the grill, at the centre.
No effects.

Athanatos - The Ripper - OD channel - Gain 4 - Presense 7

Blue Valentines guitar part played via Athanatos guitar amp built by Sasha Panasiuk

Clean Channel, Gain at 3, Full presence (reduced half way in), neutral EQ

Guitar: The Ripper by DaShtick Guitars, neck humbucker by Alan Entwistle
Cabinet: 1x12" Celestion Seventy 80
Mic: Shure SM-57
No Effects

Athanatos - The Ripper - Clean - Gain 3

Review of crunch and overdriven sounds on Athanatos guitar amp built by Sasha Panasiuk

Guitar: The Ripper by DaShtick Guitars, neck humbucker by Alan Entwistle
Cabinet: 1x12" Celestion Seventy 80
Mic: Shure SM-57
A little room and hall effects added in Logic Pro X.

Athanatos - Crunch and OD - hall

Lyrics and prose: Barry I. Gluescar aka BIG
Music: Piotr Kalachyn, violin solo – Pyotr Kamennykh

Violin: Piotr Kamennykh of Drugie Diadi / Другие дяди vk.com/drugie_dyadi
Back vocals: Alisa Polovnikova, Sergey Novitsky (@HDDNName), and Gleb Galushko. 
Sequencing, editing, arrangement, mixing, mastering: @HDDNName. 
Split personality vocals, guitars, sequencing: Piotr Kalachyn.
Ascending saw UFO sound effect: © Johnson Brand Editing
'Lambeth Walk' borrowed from a live recording of the original 1937 production of "Me and my Gal". https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jPItn6Kp6D0

Barry I. Gluescar (May 17, 1938 – April 24, 1993) is a pen name of Boris Ivanovich Galushko (Борис Иванович Галушко) generally known as BIG.

Lyrics:

UFO starmen, funny guys, 
Either naked or disguised, 
Either clever or like frogs. 
Goodness save us...

They can stop a fighter plane, 
Push it forward once again, 
Showing pictures on TV, 
Goodness save us...

They showed me a flock of starmen, 
All were dressed in uniform, 
Goodness save us...

Their commander looked like Darwin, 
Centurely dead before, 
Goodness save us...

UFO Starmen

Lyrics: Piotr Kalachyn 
Music: Piotr Kalachyn & Sergey 'Mickey' Novitsky 
Piotr Kalachyn: vocal 
Sergey 'Mickey' Novitsky (HDDNName): keyboards, sequencing, arrangement, mixing, mastering, additional voices 
Robert Naczas: harmonica
Gleb Galushko: acoustic guitar 
Hugo Olano: electric guitar in the finale 
Rosemarie Garcia Prieto Viaud, Ü Dedos Blancos, Marina Zozyla: back vocals 
Mark Bence: literary advice 
Eugenia Polovnikova: muse

=== Lyrics: ===

I’ve Been Down (No Time for Blues) 

Ten-eyelet Docs and faded jeans, they gave your pace a spring. 
An empty pocket, head, or fridge didn’t really mean a thing. 
You’d send your boot in front of you and let it find the ground, 
And never care about the ground that was or wasn’t found. 

Roses were so red, and plucking them so sweet. 
Tomorrow was another day, we didn’t care to meet. 
A prowler for excitement at whatever chance or cost, 
I opened up my lungs to that slick sense of getting lost. 

[ Chorus ] 

I’ve been down 
(How did it feel?) 
And it was no fun 
(Where d’ya wanna be?) 
I wanna be on top 
(Wup puddaboodah!) 
And I want you around 

I’ve been out 
(And you’ve paid your dues) 
Now ain’t got no time 
(No time for blues) 
I’ve gotta see my muse 


Silence sang so lusciously and darkness shone so bright. 
There were treasures to discover under cover of the night. 
I entertained myself up to the point of getting dull, 
I dallied and let demons have a ball inside my skull. 

[ Chorus ] 

The comfort of a snowdrift in the quiet of a park. 
The safety of an alleyway downtown after dark. 
The wry charm of a loser that no one can defeat — 
Rest assured the bottom will yield beneath your feet. 

Let space figure it out over time 
You've got drive, you've got groove, you've got rhyme, 
You've got smokes and a light, you've got rum, 
You are king, you are God, you're a Dharma bum. 

You've got to beat your own drum...

I've Been Down (No Time for Blues)

Kids Unborn 
by The Perfect Dabblers

Based on "Arty Geegee's Prayer" by Barry I. Gluescar (BIG) from his short story 'May Dabs'
adapted by Gleb Galushko and Piotr Kalachyn

Music:
Gleb Galushko & Piotr Kalachyn (song)
Sergey 'Mickey' Novitsky (arrangement)
Ethan Smith (sax parts)

Performed by:
Piotr Kalachyn: vocals, guitars
Back vocals by: Alisa Polovnikova, Alicja Błachuta, Alanis Alvarez, Justyna Śmietana, Jonasz Kluza, Michał Kuźnia, Yan Sułkowski, Daria Emm
Ethan Smith: alto saxophone
Sergey 'Mickey' Novitsky: keyboards, mouse, arrangement, whisper, programming, mixing, mastering


Lyrics:

Kids, kids unborn yet,
My sons and my daughters,
Don't cry,
Don't you cry:
Your tears twist my face,
Tear my soul, break my heart.
Don't cry,
Don't you cry.

When I'm home alone and lonely,
And unseen    by anyone,
In my arms I hold my sonny, 
And the other kids
Just playing here and there 
All o'er my room and kitchen. 

We're one hundred million and one
Home-grown clowns, lame ducks,
Hand-made stars
We're just to show you
How good and how clever you are,
Yes, you are!
 
People say I'm poor and crazy.
Let'em say      what'er they may.
She won't say so
She who'll love me
Autumn, summer, winter, 
And sweet May,
when'er she loves me, yeah,
when'er she loves me, yeah, 
when'er she loves me, yeah,
when'er she loves me, yeah!

Kids, kids unborn yet,
My sons and my daughters,
Don't cry,
Don't you cry.

Piotr Kalachyn

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