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Notion

Switchblade

Another strange, short piece written for mallets. Hope you enjoy!

The Wrong Birds

I Never Really (Really) Understood Animals

shortened RMX of Wilfried Hanrath's "Portland" track.
goto: 
https://soundcloud.com/wilwilwil/wilfried-hanrath-portland-an-invitation-for-an-open-collab
made with ableton 10, some FPS sounds & fun. 
enJOY!

Wil's Portland - T - 73 HQ "You feel...tactical" RMX

This track is the result of the first collaboration between me and my Father, Pete. We got together a few summers ago, drank a little alcohol, set up the equipment and then Pete jammed for half an hour. The whole piece is based upon a short electric guitar part obtained from that session - I merely filled the idea out, creating the track around it. Our tastes in music are fairly different (just a generational thing), so I initially had some doubt that we’d be able to combine two such different musical backgrounds, but upon hearing him play as I recorded, I knew that we could make something good. If you like our work, then please let us both know by liking, commenting and reposting.

First RePeter

Gaian Mind (Single)

Gaian Mind (Original Mix)

change generator

2nd Track from The Guiltless, October 2020 release by Softlands.  Recorded at Shadowbear Studio, CT.  Mastered at Black Knoll Studios New York.

Questions

Marco Lucchi : piano and Buchla synthesizer

16 novembre 2020

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Ó mar anterior a nós, teus medos
Tinham coral e praias e arvoredos.
Desvendadas a noite e a cerração,
As tormentas passadas e o mistério,
Abria em flor o Longe, e o Sul sidério
Esplendia sobre as naus da iniciação.

Linha severa da longínqua costa —
Quando a nau se aproxima ergue-se a encosta
Em árvores onde o Longe nada tinha;
Mais perto, abre-se a terra em sons e cores:
E, no desembarcar, há aves, flores,
Onde era só, de longe a abstracta linha.

O sonho é ver as formas invisíveis
Da distância imprecisa, e, com sensíveis
Movimentos da esperança e da vontade,
Buscar na linha fria do horizonte
A árvore, a praia, a flor, a ave, a fonte —
Os beijos merecidos da Verdade.

Fernando Pessoa

10:57

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