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Radio Far Oeste Playlist Part. II

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Tradacoustic series no. 74

Music, mostly recent, a few days, a few months...

creation: 2021/10/16

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Fantaisies tracks (courtes) series no. 164

creation: 2021/10/16

These sets/mixes/live performances/podcasts... were uploaded to SC
between 0_/2021 and 10/2021, except for the following, older ones:

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[TO BE COMPLETED]

Happy listening!

* Soundcloud time: 1 year = 12 - 23 months.

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Fantaisies tracks (courtes) series no. 167

creation: 2021/10/25

These sets/mixes/live performances/podcasts... were uploaded to SC
between 0_/2021 and 10/2021, except for the following, older ones:

. . -
[TO BE COMPLETED]

Happy listening!

* Soundcloud time: 1 year = 12 - 23 months.

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Schöne Aussicht

210327 Never fails to disappoint

Slip

Mesmo's Midnight Adventure Theater of Sound presents: String Incident at Exeter

String Incident at Exeter

Check out more grazy stuff form the https://soundcloud.com/mrzoltn

Funking Duck Vs MrZøltN: Haloperidol For All (free download for CC BY-NC!)

Listen the sampled, the original great piece, artist: Tutta Jew, piece: Talven Ruusu (Rose of the winter).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uszzNKb7L44

Moon Nazis Took Over This Snowy White Planet But The Freckles Make You Cute. At Least In This Light.

EA80 - Balsam (Rrosed Edit)   by Frl. 3ux     (free dl)

This is a contemplative piece with mood swings. Sometimes however hard you try the outcome seems pre-determined and out of your control. Each section seems to reflect on a situation and then the realisation dawns, that it just “Came To Be”

And It Came To Be

Here's a feel good soul jazz original with a wonderful world lineup of such talented musicians and friends.  Joining me are:
Georg Böehme - baritone sax
Louis Taverna - guitar
Daniele Petrocchi - bass
Sergio Parraga - congas
Follow each of these players to hear more of their sounds and creations:
https://soundcloud.com/georg-boehme
https://soundcloud.com/louis-taverna
https://soundcloud.com/daniele-petrocchi
https://soundcloud.com/sergioparraga

Thanks as always to the players and also for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares

Souled Out - Georg Boehme, Louis Taverna, Daniele Petrocchi, Sergio Parraga, Jamie Rhind

a transition which leads into the next chapter of my story

endeavors (the interlude)

Just a little play with the violin (it is only a Fake-Stradiuvarius).

Stradiuvarius Faciebat In Caelis

a good offer

'All tracks were created, played live and recorded by Urbanfailure during various living room sessions in Spring and Summer y2k21'

artwork by Vladimira Pcolova
mastered by Roland Nagy

'Dedicated to all of you. Enjoy until errors prevail!'

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Urbanfailure - Straying

Morphking

Hi and welcome to the 5th track by "Then She Reaches For The Gun". Huge thanks to all the artists involved…. so much variety, craziness, originality and musicianship.

The project’s inspiration is two fold: Firstly its a homage to some of the stuff i grew up listening to like Mr. Bungle and other noisy bastards where anything goes, and often in quick fire succession and secondly it’s a chance to work with an never ending stream of talented musicians that i have known for years either in real life Australia or via the Internet. Each track has changed of course, depending of who has sent me what.

This piece is titled “When all this is over I am off To Madrid to seek mentorship In the traditional art of Pet Flamenco"


Its starting point was a wonderful field recording sent to me by Raöulfr Maganhar of him teaching Flamenco singing to his cat Yoda and his dog  Hacho, its gorgeous and hilarious as both respond vocally. The madness organically expanded either side of the file from there. 

"When all this is over I am off To Madrid to seek mentorship In the 
 traditional art of Pet Flamenco" features the following artists

Dane Renshaw - Drums
ElectroTrek - Vibey Synth
Timothy Korstad - Electronica
TexMex Shaman - Talk Box
holy shitshow - Piano
Chicago Word Brigade - Electronica/Keyboards
Raöulfr Maganhar - Field Recordings/ Flamenco Instruction 
muterial -Electronica
Dough Factory - Electronica
W:I:L-o’ the-wisp - Double Bass
Ariad Music- Clarinet/Percussion
The Windscale Blues Experiment - Saxophones
Thomas Bergheim - Bass/Guitar/Electric Guitar
Hverheij - Electronica
Agnostura Elwar - B-ARP2600, B-Crave, Roland D70, Roland Gaia.
Bellai Pelegrim - Electronica
Hacho - Barking/Growling/Whining
Yoda - Meowing/Purring

me - Noise/Rhythms/Arrangement


If you would like to be part of this ongoing project….(and you know I want you to)

The process is simple, I collect a bunch of random recordings from people and then see what i can arrange from it. Nothing subtle here, just huge noisy fun : ) I am open to anyone that thinks they might like to be part of this mess. Drop me a message and i will send you my email. The only criteria is that i wont be using samples from TV/film/other music etc, so just original stuff played on instruments, field recordings, stupid drunk conversations etc.

 Cheers,
 Mat

When All This Is Over I Am Off To Madrid To Seek Mentorship In The Traditional Art Of Pet Flamenco

East Of Redemption

The "Croisière du monde", our collaborative album in progress with Roberto B (@user-55822457 and @robertoiib) that focuses on film music but with much variation and cross-genre influences, continues here with its 4th track, "Pourquoi je n'arrive pas à dormir ?" - or, in (our preferred) English translation, "Why Can't I Sleep?". This is another longer track but we hope that the progression and variations in the beauty of the music will entice the listener to the end.

The track was created in collaboration on 28 September 2021 (initial mix and recording in MAGIX by Roberto B), 15-16 October 2021 (subsequent additions, mix and recording in GarageBand and Logic Pro by Alex M) and 18 October 2021 (final mix in Logic Pro by Alex M), and posted on SC on 22 October 2021 (by Alex M).

The artwork cover for the album and all its constituent tracks was designed and implemented by Alex M on 29 June 2021 (in Tayasui Sketch in Mac OS), cropped by Alex M (in Mac OS Preview) on 30 June 2021, and annotated with text by Alex M (in Mac OS Preview) on 2 October 2021 - in coordination and agreement with Roberto B.

Thank you so much, Roberto - for the beautiful musical ideas that inspire again our new collaborations in this ongoing "musique de film" - and more - album, "Croisière du monde"!

Duration: 11:44 minutes

Pourquoi je n'arrive pas à dormir ? - Roberto B & Alex M

Celestial

Traum III

Hope you enjoy
Martin , Marcus & Karin

Instruments:  Splintered Finger @fraudstein
Lyric's & Vocals: Augenmerk 
Composed Arranged & Produced: Splintered Finger & Augenmerk

Put on my boots, the ride comes up,
Take the lighthouse  to the open sea.
Throw the saddle overboard, I am free.
I drift on the ocean, immerse into the full,
in schools of fish searching colors, which the garment still lacks,
drinking the stream of life, from above and below, from anywhere:
comes on me, hissing.
A swarm at the back, my feet in the mud,
the head leaning against the wall, the night becomes day, 
picks the balloon from the sky and light explodes in the spray.
Life foams over, and I lean back thirsty,
push the back against the seat back, enjoy the drive, the ride.

Collect my blueprints
Count past and possible future into the void.
I was enclosed, zeroed in.
What’s it to the dance? Puzzle of many splinters,
Some penetrate and fester, are source.
I open doors, close doors, so many rooms,
In each one birth, death, sins, knowledge.

I allow myself, believe myself, sue me for myself 
My yes and no and the endless time, the only time that remains is now

I renounce to sacrifice, disaster, error and desolation,
give me space, traces clothe my body,
vinyl and leather, on the strap the whip
and on the left the mind, on the right the impuissence, 
the vision releases depth.
I spit out the sea I've drunk, too long and too much,
The black star in the black blue, the black flood gone

Life serves me, steals from me
Your milk is drinking me all of a sudden your island visits me,
lands at my strand
Flag gala, boat christening, cork’s pop - life steps on the gas
Mother, forever pregnant, gives birth and gives birth and gives birth

The Dark does not want to hear about it, and the bright gets off, drifts off - dream boat, dream ship, spaceship
The wings trimmed, give up flying? And good appetite for life!
Enjoy the meal! Cut off doesn’t apply!

Fresh water, rinse the brush. A new image originates,
 carries my tracks, finds me, loses me,
starts and finishes me. I could come, could go
Could finish my dance.
Not take seriously, not fix: so or so I am
I dish myself up. I wipe
to pour me somewhere else on the stage, to flow.
Here I am, so is it, my life.
 
At some point the trip began, and once, perhaps never,
reaches its destination, last port.
Move the ground, which from bending down and humping  
obscures the view, the sight makes short, 
Which captures and lays in linen, holds in small bunches -

The daily peg, around which one circles!
And outside the humpback whale sings, ancient, gentle, free,
Ready to free us, everywhere we are at home,
The world is ride within our head, calling, luring!

Blow up templates! Cut tapes! Open locks!
Let the flood in! 
Raise the wave, listen to ourselves instead of losing us!
On the trip knowing that these quiet inside calls 
are still related to the loud rushing outside,
That the cosmos outside well-known to the inner sea opens dreams  
you see hidden worlds finally unfold, finally contain you,

One morning which taps blue at the window
opens your desire for the delicious and the secret,
you saddle your horse with the bubbly of the night,
which leans your dream into the day, and you do not know why,
you put on your fanciest cap, turn around and say, "Wonderful!".
You flip the line off, which still hangs on the house,
Throw down the anchor, which still holds you, you mount the horse.
So covetous, so great your thirst for world that nothing can hold you any more
and pure urge for life flows through your veins, you bunk off.

Lust for this foaming, overwhelming exploding in-all-directions,
parading your loudest, wildest and most beautiful,
equipping you with boots that jump over mountains.
You look, on which mountains you were grounded, which horns crowned you,
which valley tied your foot to shade
and seek expanse, gravity, your imploding.
You finally celebrate your luminous ride !!!!!!

WE CAME IN ON THE TIDE_DEN LEUCHTRITT FEIERN_ SPLINTERED FINGER & AUGENMERK (lyrics are translated)

soundcloud.com/andreas-bruening
I found an experiment with loops of Andreas Bruening which I mixed last year.

Loops oops )))))))))))

CAT-spl#Z!on

Francis Gorgé (Paris, France) - percussion, trumpet, keys
Axel Weiß (Obernbreit, Germany) - guitar, art

Francis chose a piece of my music and expanded parts of it in a creative masterful way. The magic of his processing enchanted me. Merci beaucoup mon ami 🙏


Listen to more of Francis' beautiful music: https://soundcloud.com/francis-gorge

More music and art: 
www.axelweis.bplaced.net/wordpress
https://soundcloud.com/axelweis
https://hearthis.at/axelweiss
https://drooble.com/axw
www.youtube.com/user/azzelweit

East Of Redemption

project2a.