On May 10, 1996, three officers of the Indo-Tibetan Border Police, Tsewang Samanla, Dorje Morup, and Tsewang Paljor, were part of a six-man expedition to reach the summit of Mount Everest.  Delayed and facing a storm, the three decided to disregard orders and press on while the rest of the team turned back.  Around 18:00 the climbers radioed their expedition leader back at base camp to inform that they had reached the summit.  While credited with summiting, whether they actually reached the summit or not is to this date debated.

These two songs wouldn’t exist if not for the irony surrounding the perishment of one of the climbers, Tsewang Paljor.  The irony is that Paljor became famous not in life but in death and simply because of the fact that his lifeless, frozen body, which no person or entity cared to remove from the side of the trail for at least 19 years, ended up becoming a landmark and reference point to climbers, his humanity reduced to an almost comical nickname stemming from the mountaineering boots on his feet and their bright yellowish-green color.  A Google search today of the keywords “Tsewang” and “Paljor” brings up, as the first result, a Wikipedia article entitled not “Tsewang Paljor”, but “Green Boots”.

“Jefe de condestables Tsewang Paljor, parte 1: Ascenso y muerte” is my reflection on Paljor’s resolve to climb, then the climb itself, then the summiting (or the thinking they had summited), and finally the descent and the exhaustion, confusion, and acceptance of defeat that probably came with it and the probable realization of impending death that frozen night as he lay curled up on his side, donning his brightly-colored mountaineering apparel, under a crevasse at the side of the climbers’ trail at 28,000 feet.

“Jefe de condestables Tsewang Paljor, parte 2: Fiesta en Leh” is an imagination of a summer day that Tsewang could have enjoyed as a young adult in his hometown’s capital, Leh, with friends and perhaps one or two love interests at hand.  An experience he might have remembered about during those few final minutes of his life.  

About the song names:  That isn’t me trying to be the most righteous of the lot.  Like, “look, I even include his military rank before his name, while everyone else just calls him ‘Green Boots’.”  I’m not trying to be judgmental or pretentious.  In fact, up until the last few minutes the songs were going to be called “Helado en altura 1” and “Helado en altura 2”.  “Helado en altura” translates roughly to “Ice cream at high altitude”, and is a pun because in Spanish “Helado” can also mean a frozen person, animal or thing.  So, for the cover artwork, I literally searched for frozen corpses in snow-capped mountains.  Not necessarily with those keywords.  And happened on Green Boots.  It was like the third result.  But ultimately, I felt it would be in bad taste to be so literal and use the pic and do the pun and all that.  In a way, the song titles are an atonement for my previous intentions.  And a pair of songs to honor a man who found very little dignity in death.  Some may point out the old adage that there “is no dignity in death”.  I’d say as so much else in life, that it’s a matter of degree.

Thanks for taking the time to read, and above all listen.  I hope you “get” the songs, and above all, enjoy them.  (No pun intended with “above”.)

Note:  from the information I had access to on the World Wide Web, Paljor’s body has not been officially identified or removed to this day.  However, it was last reported seen in 2015.  Its current location and state is, to the best of my web knowledge, unknown.

Jefe de condestables Tsewang Paljor, parte 2: Fiesta en Leh

Moving Too

Caesura

Dr. Rieux

It’s about becoming  the person you wanna be .

The artwork was a photo taken by Noobly in October 1982 on the 20th anniversary of the release of “Love Me Do”. The original Cavern Club being demolished to build a ventilation shaft (that was never actually needed/built).

The new Cavern has stepped out the Ashes on the same site and a visit is highly recommended.

Step Out The Ashes ~ Conscience of Kings featuring Gaz & Noobly

On the Dance Floor
lyrics and music by Mike Krath

There are chords D, A, C, E, 
But no N. 
where’s N?
On the dance floor,
On the dance floor. 

There’s E as a solitary chord,
But where’s L, O, V?
Where’s its companions?
On the dance floor,
On the dance floor. 

D, A, C, E,
L, O, V,
N side,
N side,
The dance floor. 

Then N, R, Y,
with E and G,
And B and T
With E and A,
Where?
On the dance floor,
On the dance floor.

D, A, C, E,
L, O, V,
N side,
N side,
The dance floor.

If you don’t like?
Then you can…
L, O, V it,
Or L, V it. 
L, O, V it
Or L, V it,
On the dance floor 
On the dance floor.

On the Dance Floor

10/May/2022

End Of The Day

___🎹_____A_N_O_T_H_E_R___M_U_S_I_C_____🎹___
_____BE CURIOUS, CREATIVE, INVENTIVE, DARE!____

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🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, MSI, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Electro #Experimental #Minimal #Space
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❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

"There is nothing new under the sun"

There Is Nothing New Under The Sun

2022-09-12

NLS - 2022 - 09 - 12  under the temple vault

Ella es la lluvia

Heavenly Father,

On this day we come before You with grateful hearts, seeking Your presence and grace. You are the Creator of all things, the source of love, mercy, and strength. We lift up this day to You, asking for Your guidance and peace in our lives and in the world around us.

Lord, we pray for those who are hurting, for those facing challenges, and for those in need of Your comfort. May Your healing touch rest upon them, and may they feel Your nearness. Grant wisdom to leaders, compassion to caregivers, and hope to those who feel lost.

We ask for Your protection over our communities, nations, and the world. Bring unity where there is division, understanding where there is conflict, and love where there is hatred. Help us to walk in Your truth, reflecting Your light in all we do.

Thank You for Your unending love and the promise of Your presence. May we live this day with courage, faith, and gratitude, trusting in Your perfect plan.

In Jesus’ holy name, we pray,

Amen.

October 7, 2025 Prayer

Toxic cover by AthinaNiki
Guitar/Bass: Dimitris Delis
Drums: Lucretia De Manchione

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"Toxic"
Writer(s): DENNIS CATHY, BLOODSHY

Baby, can’t you see
I’m calling
A guy like you
Should wear a warning
It’s dangerous
I’m fallin’

There’s no escape
I can’t wait
I need a hit
Baby, give me it
You’re dangerous
I’m lovin’ it

Too high
Can’t come down
Losing my head
Spinning ‘round and ‘round
Do you feel me now?

With a taste of your lips I’m on a ride
You're toxic I'm slipping under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I’m addicted to you
Don’t you know that you’re toxic
And I love what you do
Don’t you know that you’re toxic

It’s getting late
To give you up
I took a sip
From my devil's cup
Slowly
It’s taking over me

Too high
Can’t come down
It’s in the air
And it’s all around
Can you feel me now

With a taste of your lips I’m on a ride
You're toxic I'm slipping under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I’m addicted to you
Don’t you know that you’re toxic
And I love what you do
Don’t you know that you’re toxic

Intoxicate me now
With your lovin' now
I think I'm ready now
I think I'm ready now
Intoxicate me now
With your lovin' now
I think I think

Toxic - cover by AthinaNiki

The music project "Present Paradox" by Dortmund-based David Kleinekottmann provides insights into the often opaque nature of the present. The result is a fusion of melancholic and danceable elements, expansive and intimate at the same time, diverse and yet familiar. Since 2013, Kleinekottmann has been regularly releasing LPs/EPs that move between indie, experimental rock and electronica.