Watch the music video (shot in VR): https://youtu.be/FJij9PupO7M?si=lKNVlm8GPtL_J2Rk

From the album "Cairn" (2024)
Featuring Bobby Sabella on drums.

Child's Play

I'm just so beyond it all this is child's play to me
Think you're clever? I don't know. Let's just wait and see
Before you lay your trip on me let me lay my trip on you
I could be doing a million things but here I am with you

Hey hey hey

Try to get a little you can't get enough so you divert the stream
No more thirst you've got a flood watering your dreams
Before you try to probe me get get to know me on the street
The rumble of the highway bridge underneath your feet

Hey hey hey

I'm just so done with it all this is child's play to me
Walk away, it falls to ruin. What is that to me?
Before you put your trust in me there's something you should know
I'm in love with everything and everything must go

Hey hey hey

Child's Play

COSMOS VIII

Genesis

Dani and i the night before the launch of our new record just trying to shake off the cobwebs as we have had a few weeks without  jamming and now we better get our shit together: )  Album info .......The Rat Palace was our studio from when we first started seriously working together in 2016 until the landlords decided it was time for the artists to go and the tourists to come. It had been Mat's base since 2009 and hosted dozens of artists and musicians since it first started in 2006.
As the name suggests the place was run down, lacked various things like hot water, proper access and heating but it had a vibe, and the people we shared the space with all felt and helped to create it....Creativity was everywhere, day after night after day for years.
These 7 improvisations are a tiny fraction of the jams we had there, just a few highlights from 100s of jams. They are raw, unpolished and unconcerned with anything outside the moment. We rarely 'rehearsed' as such at the Rat Palace - just played.
Things come and things go - Vale Rat Palace, you were amazing.

Kirby/Ward - Album launch Improv

Whether you're lost for sleep, or stuck in a haze...

Lost For Sleep

Haze

Frescoes

Why Would I Care What You Think

Donald Stabler, a truly Brilliant Poet and proprietor at "oxtraces poetry", so generously allowed me to use his words for my Maniacally Rash guitar and synth production--if you happen to read this poem, you will see just how wonderful this work is, and if you visit Donald's site, You will find many more 
equally interesting and amazing works-- I am completely blown away by his poems and poetry Productions!

Post Card. By Donald Stabler

Ox and goose in a field the agoraphob doxy slump gum mid chaw chating scared senseless as strange appearance appears in points of view, gots a receiver. She blows up the skyline and the vision's caress is captured deep inside. But damn it the clouds are blinders: the Ox sees ultra radiance in upheaval scratches with snatches its contact on eyeballs. The Goose scratches elsewhere. Addiction sponge a quarter the holiday's in France drop a line from Eiffel carry the trifle to cock the rifle. There's drips of whimsy from beyond the ceiling on such a cloudy day. The Ox stays pale rider he stays calm abider. The eats are verdant pig ambrosia clover the weeds move sideways. The Goose noses its pick and lick and lies and squints his bona-fide eye. Up in the sky puppeteer sighs and cries, "These frolicking dummies fooling the tom it's a comedy of stumbles, trip wire's and fumbles as the ass cap swings on an alternate gate!" Feels just right eh. Knock the rock pace the dock up night clock, the Ox Goose and Cock. There's a trio you see in this field of glee. The Ox sleeps his head in the bush of his dullness and Kush his suggestion is so frank. The Goose pokes his snoz into gifts from Clause imagination's priest he's illusive geese. Then the Cock in his rubber frock pickin and eatin eve and eden's cretin. compact bullroar is this it I want more. Could there be four. She crocks that dial and a tear and a smile of surrender hits its gender the collection fosters remembrance. Darkness is a velvet actress mother before time the void sublime. She turns the sun and moon and in a velvet flux she devours and flowers the ever radical frost of time. The Ox, the Goose, the Cock a fleshy flock as the mock appropriation crouches in birthing affirmation.
The post card is cordial prayer someone's there astral fare. Now you see it now you don't the dream is only loant you see.

Fourteen Ego Maniacs-part ll ( "Post Card"  A poem written by Donald Stabler of Oxtraces Poetry)

The Trial
A Pico-Operetta for our Times

International Cast:

Lady Humanity - Oddrun Eikli - Norway, vocals and lyric on the last song; @oddrun-eikli
Lord Mammon - Peter - England, All poetic lyrics in the operetta, except the last song; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
The Judge - David Dunham - USA, nylon-string guitar in the song for Lady Humanity's defense; @david dunhamuser589535203
Music & Production - Seagull - Sweden, compilation, mixing, sound effects, and acoustic guitars in last song; @farout-music-studio

Here you can download all poetic lyrics: www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/37k203an5c…5u74dp2i&e=1&dl=0

Synopsis

Following unprecedented worldwide growth in human conflict, an emergency plenary session of the United Nations was convened late in 2023, tasked with finding new approaches to defuse global tension and ease conciliation. Recognizing the abject failure of extant UN jurisdictions and powers, and in a radical restructuring of the international legal and security framework, that session established a new UN institution to sit alongside the International Court of Criminal Justice. The International Court of Moral Justice was formally incorporated into the UN Constitution on 1 January 2024.

The foundations of this infant organization and those of the UN itself were shaken when it was revealed that the inaugural case to be heard by the ICMJ was to be a private prosecution brought by greed (Lord Mammon) against the defendant, mankind’s innate sense of humanity personified by Lady Humanity

In papers lodged with the court, the protagonist, Lord Mammon has asserted that the fundamental basis for human misery, the creation of discontent, thence envy and hence conflict, is to be found exclusively in false moral goodness and self-righteousness borne of a misplaced sense of benevolence. The human race survived and thrived, he states, not by moving at the pace of the slowest, or sharing resources with the weakest, but by taking and keeping, for the self alone, much more than is needed for basic subsistence, this being the singular route to strength, individual contentment and thus tolerance of others.

In reply, a broken and demoralized Lady Humanity has been compelled to present her own defense after failing to secure funding for a legal team to counter the advocates ranged in front of Lord Mammon. The case for the defense rests solely on the premise that good comes from within and cannot be created from nothing. So whilst she may try to bolster the moral cause in her work, she increasingly finds that the human souls she sees have no humanity in them whatsoever for her to strengthen, nothing to work with and as such, concedes that she has failed, but denounces the notion that it was for want of trying. Devoid of resources, supporters and allies of any kind she single handedly has held the fort against the self-perpetuating, self-reinforcing massed ranks of Mammon.

The Lord Chief Justice of the ICMJ along with his bench of associate judiciary adjourn proceedings to consider their findings and in the final act, return to deliver their verdict.

The Trial - A Pico Operetta for Our Times

I have been away from the music life for a while but I am back. Please keep up the good work.

As dusk descends

Ocean.WAV

Much to my Delight Jo Richter invited me to add something to his already beautiful work "Field Notes" Which you can find in his recent releases--This offers 2 guitar tracks- one Acoustic and one Ebow electric--Many thanks to Jo for his generosity and Patience--

In Jo's words


method: basic sequence on a minilogue xd, adornments via vc 340, further adornments created by sounds in front of microphones, incl my voice, an interview sample and a field recording taken at a supermarket parking lot.
narration: there are literature tourists following the traces of the likes of Shakespeare and Kafka. some places consider those travellers in two worlds a good source of income. There is also a different kind of tourism on the magic-realistic tracks of the likes of Borges ;-)


poem / copyright jo richter:

sleeping on rocks out in the desert
imagine time and no way to clock it
events settle as smell on the tongue of a lizard
I took hidden notes inside of my pocket

doubling-up life in another attention
sit in the wind and learn not to block it
jenga sticks and the law of cohesion
I took hidden notes inside of my pocket

Field Notes by Jo Richter(Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches)+ guitar(Carlos Casteneda audio)

Music not to be listened to, just to be heard. 

Nothing.special.official

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