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Soundclouds 28

Pytchblend

This song was inspired by my brother’s death when all I wanted to do was give up.

Brother’s Grave

Live listening to BBC the radio in bedroom with the MS-20, SQ10, 4000DS.

Listen to some remixes of this at: https://soundcloud.com/pytchblends_seam/sets/pytchblend-manchester-riot_remixes
                
See: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moss_Side_riots

Cat: Seq-S1P1 - 04 - Riot

Copyright - all rights reserved.  1981

pytchblend - Manchester Riot

CHECK OUT THE VIDEO!!--->https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oW-A7qGVQoY
Crazy shit. When they first sent me the video i was like haha ok wtf?!

Video

Sleep and Dream of Monsters    **FREE downloads**

Tangerine Dreaming

11/14/2020: Checkout Wilfried Hanrath's elegant reworking of this performance:

https://soundcloud.com/flyingtonefish/wilfried-hanrath-feat-udo-zoels-nachts-wenn-alles-schlaft337is-three-three-seven-is-rework

Nachts, Wenn Alles Schläft

Dancing With The Devil | RosesAreBlue

DANKE NOETIC PRODUCTIONS
2016
GRAB EM BY DA PU$$Y
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GrabEmByDaPu$$y- prod. DANKE NOETIC

mIrk 
...a dank, dark visitation
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There's something there.  Something in the background that I can't quite make it out.  It's been there for days, just out of reach. Fleeting and darting. I can't quite focus.  I sense it; following me... an inconsiderate something; Sickening and woeful.

So I wait. I wait resigned, I watch and gulp Looking over my shoulder, looking all around. through slitted eyes, I struggle to make out a form, its form.  There's depth, height and breadth and as I look, take notice, they disperse wide and vanish to nothing.  I see a shadow; an atrocious shadow that slithers along.  I can't see what I feel.  It feels strong.  Face it, I tell myself. Face It. The glimpse of an angry eye, maybe?  A staring pointed eye, a hollow circle that... that is a mouth of decaying teeth?  Thoughts undermine me while I silently curse its haggard loose decaying corrupted form.  It oozes cruel, malicious guilt while I feel an abysmal distress; I am worthlessly pained with disgust.  Hard-hearted and filthy, I weaken.   Like me, it too watches and waits.  Wary and hurtful, it undermines me.  Take me in your arms.  Me and it spinning and twirling through pirouettes.  My gruesome dishevelled call is you.  That wicked dismal breath, frightful and haggard that jealous grave, we are.  We are. We be.

pytchblend - mIrk (a dank, dark visitation)

I'm happy and proud to present the second collaboration with Skiprope Cello. The lyric text is actually a combination of two of my lyrical works: "I Wear the Storm Tails" and "As it Is" (below are the texts in their original, entire form, - unedited) Skiprope Cello have weaved them excellently. Please look up their brilliant work:
 https://soundcloud.com/richard-blaine-3

I Wear the Storm Tails (lyrics by Augenmerk)

At any breeze my ship leans on.
Every storm I hop.
I wear the storm tails:
promisingly these weather come.
Watch me gyrating in the sky.

I have a wild leg and one of the middle
however, if the middle tumbles.....

I get lost in the far off, go down in the depths,
I stand at the edge of the precipice
and I plunge from high.

Whenever the breeze calls me “Captain”,
I get on the draft and go.
Searching me in all, it only should be fun.
Unbounded my desire for whirls and waves,
continual raving in quiet appearance,

My catapult shoes ready to distribute me,
sling me towards the wind.

Watch me gyrating in the sky.
Watch me gyrating in the sky.

As it is (lyrics by Augenmerk)

Go out and leave the distance behind!
Still on the narrow gauge the solar day starts,
broadly, far, stretches and sends me forth.
Everything calls!
Crooked I present myself to the outside show.
Being skew is no reason to turn away.
Should it pass or not.
As it is, I want to live my life.
Thus is the world designed.
Thus she wants to be, with all.

United within me?
Hardly, if I, divided, build the cage for me,
a sore animal, put inside,
and before the door I stand and guard.

Look at you and me: we are the pair,
that learns to love, still courting.
The ground wants to greet us,
so deep, so hard, so close.
Do we know what is?

On my way to you escaped from myself.
On the way to me I’ve lost the trail.
How much longer the trench digs itself between us?
Does the cage which we believe separate?
Does the safe house hound to death?
Separated  as long as we rob us
looking through old grid
and do not permit us oneness,
believing lost what is inherent,
admiring distant happiness
but mourning for the own.

I Wear The Storm Tails - Skiprope Cello & Augenmerk

Hard to tell you what I feel when I present this "instrumental". Many controversial feelings and thoughts.
We can hear sounds that are reminiscent of distant gunfire ... Further down the track, a father laments calling his son and a child's voice calling for help . All this is only in my imagination, of course...
  
The war has never been so raging on our beautiful planet and I think of all those people, all those innocent children who will never know what happiness is. The happiness of knowing PEACE! I'm not talking about those who have already left ...
I hope you feel the same emotions as I had in building this new track.

Freedom ... Freedom Honey! "

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*All originals productions under creative common license
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Difficile de vous dire ce que je ressens au moment où je vous présente cet "instrumental". Beaucoup de sentiments et de pensées controversées.
On peut entendre des sons qui font penser à des fusillades lointaines... Plus loin sur la piste, un père qui se lamente en appelant son fils et une voix d'enfant qui appelle au secours. Tout cela n'est que dans mon imagination, bien sûr...
La guerre n'a jamais autant fait rage sur notre si belle planète et je pense à tous ces gens, tous ces enfants innocents qui ne sauront jamais ce qu'est le bonheur. Le bonheur de connaitre LA PAIX! Je ne parle pas de tous ceux qui sont déjà partis...

J'espère que vous ressentirez les mêmes émotions que celles que j'ai eu en construisant cette nouvelle piste.

Liberté...Liberté Chérie!

Donate ♥

Dad? What Is Happiness? ©(original)See the description

"Altered" session, a while back
cant feel my hands...does anybody know what time is etc
where did Adam go ?

See A Circle Dance

numbers in the dream - See A Circle Dance (Live)

a one-minute texture of uk phone sounds concreted together using binaural placement.  please leave a comment.

Bronze prize winner at 60 Secondes Radio 2018

"::: Payphone - Darryl Lucas (United Kingdom) :::

The sweet melody of mechanical drones having fun with our conscience. Simultaneously dark and charming. Nice work!
- Paul Carpenter, choq. CA

Built by manipulating simple sounds of everyday life, this creation transports us into a parallel sonic world, which in turn plunges us neatly into a sound of everyday life.
- Martin Girard, this is radio-Canada

Well structured until the fall, in almost hypnotic textures and depths.
- Isabelle Perrault, radio dodo

Payphone is a clever metaphor between the hope of a dialogue and a sense of failure of these tools, which, despite advanced technologies, put us in front of an unanswered call.
- Caroline won, Avatar Quebec

You go into the trance, lost in a connection, free from the wire and the earpiece.
-Boris Chassagne, 60 seconds radio

An Ode to telephony. A mute number, but behind him, embusquée, the whole range of emotions ready to pop up: surprise, desire, anger, incrédulité, fear, excitement, boredom, love...
- Marc Jacquin, phonurgia nova

A captivating and abstract work, whose excellent bill and aesthetic simplicity do not prevent the appearance of a sub-text and several degrees of reading.
- Pierre Vedovato, école school"

pytchblend - payPhone

Based on Joseph Conrad's novel Heart of Darkness. This one-minute musique concrète composition explores the borderline between so-called civilized peoples and those described as savages.

Composed for 60 Seconds 2019

Heart of Darkness

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Evil

Sketches from England's bleakly industrial biomechanical heartland.

Come with me now to the subconscious borderlands of sleep and wakefulness.  Explore the sensory phantasmata of hypnagogic dreamlets.  Feel static-like frisson sensations tingling down your spine.  Join me on the journey into the heart of etherCore.

Looking for missing tracks?  Check out my Bandcamp http://pytchblend.bandcamp.com/

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Sometimes broadcast on RTÉ lyric FM's Nova show (Ireland), Berlin​ Community​ Radio, Beatnikradio (also in Berlin) and Radiophrenia (UK).