Here is something quite different. :-)  

I've been messing around with Blender 2.92.0 and specifically the 2D Animation feature. One of the add-ons to Blender allows you to import 2D images as planes so I created a little character called Vector Owl and then I needed to create  some music to go with the animated intro, all of 10 seconds in length.

If you want to see the completed animation it's on YouTube.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qScmOz-YdaQ

Instrumentation Used

Piccolo / Sousaphone / French Horn / Trombone / Woodblocks / Celtic Harp / Upright Bass

The sound of a Tawney Owl that is classed as Public Domain is used at the end of the track was sourced from www.freesound.org and is classed as Public Domain.

( creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/)

Music for my animated project Vector Owl

Recorded in January 2018, this song is about the fun of planning life's adventures with a newfound partner. Instruments include a PRS electric guitar, Fender Jazz bass, Yamaha Motif6 keyboard, and sampled drums.

Time To Set Us Free (Original by Ben Buttrick)

Texte Français et Google traduction

QUELLE VIE JE VIS

J’ai bien souffert, je peux le dire
Une misère, voire même pire.
De la méfiance en l’être humain
Ce manque de chance quand çà vous tient.

Les tromperies, fruits du hasard,
Ont faient ma vie rester en noir.
Des coups bien durs, d’autres assez bas,
Font les blessures qui n’guérissent pas,

J’dis plus mon âge, il est certain,
Nombreuses pages, un long chemin.
Il reste encore pour qui le veux
D’ici ma mort, des jours heureux.

Je ligne mes yeux au crayon noir,
Je fais d’mon mieux pour me faire voir
Si j’en ajoute, trop quelquefois
C’est que mes doutes sont toujours


Quelle vie je vis

Je vais m’écrire dans cette histoire,
Et même vous dire que quelque part,
Ce monde malsain où vivent les grands
Refuse ma main quand je leur tends,

Cherche couleurs, plutôt pastels,
Du chaud au cœur, y’a rien de tel,
Sur une palette à mélanger,
Je voudrais être du verbe « aimer ».

Quelle vie je vis

Toutes ces traces qui m’ont marquées,
Ont prises trop d’place dans mes pensées
Quand je regarde autour de moi,
Je sèche mes larmes pour pas qu’çà s’voit.

Tous mes espoirs sont restés vains
Rien que d’y croire me fait du bien.
Je cherche encore, je cherche toujours
Rien n’est plus fort que de l’amour.
Qu’ai-je bien pu faire pour être ainsi,
Sinon me taire et puis tant pis,

WHAT LIFE I LIVE

I have suffered well, I can say
A misery, even worse.
Mistrust in the human being
This lack of luck when it holds you.

Deception, the fruits of chance,
Have my life stay in black.
Very hard shots, others quite low,
Do wounds that do not weal,

I'm older, I'm sure,
Many pages, a long way.
It remains for who wants it
By my death, happy days.

I line my eyes in black pencil,
I do my best to make myself see
If I add, too much sometimes
That's because my doubts are always


What life I live

I will write myself in this story,
And even tell you that somewhere,
This unhealthy world where big people live
Refuse my hand when I give them,

Seeking colors, rather pastels,
From warm to heart, there's nothing like it,
On a palette to mix,
I would like to be of the verb "to love".

What life I live

All these traces that marked me,
Have taken up too much space in my thoughts
When I look around,
I dry my tears for not seeing it.

All my hopes were in vain
Just to believe it makes me feel good.
I'm still looking, I'm still looking
Nothing is stronger than love.
What could I have done to be so,
Otherwise shut up and then too bad,

QUELLE VIE, JE VIS (Vivre seul)

Peace, Love, Kindness, Grace, Hope...

The Planck length is the scale at which classical ideas about gravity and space-time cease to be valid, and quantum effects dominate. This is the 'quantum of length', the smallest measurement of length with any meaning. And roughly equal to 1.6 x 10-35 m or about 10-20 times the size of a proton.

Thanks...Cecilia...Same to you...And some philosophy I wrote inspired by wise spirits as yourself...

The Multiverse:   A Universe of dreams with stories to tell...by Paul Bennett 

Manifest and un-manifest Generosity, Love, Passion, Beauty, Coarseness and Irony. Raw, Weird, Logical, Odd and Full of Surprise from worped space to another universe oozing into influence a neighboring universe.  From Integrity, to Lies, Suffering to Joy, Blunt to subtle. For sure, God has a sense of humor, along with a Brutal Honesty.    Expansive beyond infinite Space.  Simple, complex and Elegant, with a Childlike bliss in a Sea of Mother Nature's Glory, in a cycle of creation and destruction. The expanse appears Orderly at a a distance, yet when super magnified, we observe a chaotic field of energy, all the while, we feel alone and insignificant, yet somehow at peace, knowing the infinite intelligence of the Multi-Verse we live,  is just a Sea of Polar opposites, with infinite randomness and with magical purpose.  Just pure Math...

Peace on Earth and Beyond....Paul Bennett (Paulo Medias Project) 12-24-2019

Earth

Two Wrongs Don’t Make A Right
55bpm

V1
I can taste my salty tears,
As they pour down my face,
In the deafening silence,
Our minds go through the years,

Pre Chorus
Neither of us talking,
We can’t walk away)
We’ve taken our love for granted, 
And (now) there’s nothing more to say,

(Because)    

CH
Two wrongs don’t make a right,
We’ve both told lies,
About the way we spent our nights,
Two wrongs don’t make a right,
Ok, so we played it smart, but,
Two wrongs won’t make it alright, 

V2
I can hear my heart beating,
As we both swallow our pride,
We want to run to our secret lovers,
To ease the shame inside,

Pre Chorus
Neither of us talking,
We can't walk away,
But we’ve taken our love for granted,
And there’s nothing more to say,

(Because)    

CH
Two wrongs don’t make a right,
We’ve both told lies,
About the way we spent our nights,
Two wrongs don’t make a right,
Ok, so we played it smart, but,
Two wrongs won’t make it alright, 

Bridge
Did we not respect each other
Can we rebuilt the trust,
Maybe we can’t find the happiness,
In the same place it was lost,

Solo

CH
Two wrongs don’t make a right,
We’ve both told lies,
About the way we spent our nights,
Two wrongs don’t make a right,
Ok, so we played it smart, but,
Two wrongs won’t make it alright,

Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right (With B3 Organ)

When you grow up in Colorado you probably have a little country in your bones. Yee ha.

It Wont Be Long

Hot Pink Links

Big surprise I really should have listened
Before upsetting the few that remain
At sunrise I'll re-evaluate my options
Then do it all again

The world is full of fakes and cheaters
I've called them out so many times
Its absurd packing punches with world beaters
The seedy and the slimes

CHORUS
Life is testing and I've tested one and all
Quite perplexing quite how many I've appalled
Muscle flexing - acting big before I fall
There's no proof
I'm the man who cried wolf

Did you hear the one about the fella
That won big and was made for good?
It was me!  Well follow me forever
I really think you should

Your face, the features of an angel
A glow surrounds you everywhere that you go
Such grace but flashing red with danger
Suspicious but don't know

CHORUS

The Man Who Cried Wolf

Paroles : Vincent Rothenburger
Musique : EmmaJack

version en duo Emma/Vincent  / https://soundcloud.com/emmajack/les-lauriers-sont-coupes

Les lauriers sont coupés (première version )

https://youtu.be/eTX1VzJQRMA

A simple waltz of mine that I named after my adoptive state.  It seemed fitting.
Guitars by my Bellow Bridge band mate Philip Hitt.

Video

Oregon Waltz

https://open.spotify.com/album/65DZ9GGhvVJaZtqwjf9lVp?si=f91j35euRrmMT67D1N7dFg

The Devils Work

Puddle Fish is a studio project, writing and recording demo tunes whenever time allows. Thanks for listening!