Ah, dear listener! I present myself here with my good buddy Gary, rather sheepish and shamefaced at being absent from this church of sonic jewels for the longest time.  I have been a bad listener, I'm afraid.  Bereft of mojo, time and without my little studio. Mea culpa. 

If you've read this far, you already have a whiff of the legendary about you.

So one day, quite recently,  the Phaigester messages me and opens his raincoat to reveal a select library of stellar little ear-nuggets he's been hiding away. What beauties, I tell thee! What beauties!
He lives here and you should visit if you haven't before 
https://soundcloud.com/thephaige

Three grabbed me instantly..deep, swirling soundstrata, complex and intriguing in equal measure. 

Perched on my bed, yodelling into the abyss, I attempt to add to his painting.  Teleported into that great,  inkyblack wonderland of transcendent joy again.

Hats off to Gar. Inventive, musical and patient. Thanks for your art and resuscitating me.

3 tracks..8mins plus..big ask. But hey, if you've read this far whilst listening you're halfway through 

Cheers me hearties, catch  you soon
Be good 

Nick

All music, production and artwork   Gary
Vocal and lead on track 1    Ridiculous

Peripheral

I can’t see you, I can’t be with you
I can’t hold you or feel your welcome touch
As we slip into the water

I always sense you, I always feel you
Moving with me, our thoughts alike so much
As we slip into the water

When you slipped away on that awful day
You made me promise to live my life my own way
As I walk with you into the water

No more peripheral
It is logical
It is you and me

Tlaslila

I feel
Like I want to ride across the desert
Baking sand, tears of sweat in my eyes
Then climb climb the black mountains
Oh-oh-over we go, sail into the grey blue skies
I feel cold, dark deepness,
Feel fearsome rain,
Then fall
Fall into your arms again

Strange Agent

Strange Agent
You're never gonna find the man
Strange Agent
He'll let you run while you can

Fool you summoned him from beyond
Fool you thought he'd give you what you want
But that ain't the deal
Spinning the wheel
He's found something to steal
There's a soul to pay

Strange Agent, running wild in your head
Strange Agent telling you to talk with the dead
He's taking you by the hand

It's In The Room EP ThePhaige with Nicholas Ridiculous

made for good headphones

method: harp, drumsticks, voice, shoegaze, etc
narration: in my mind, there's been this convoluted, overly-complex story playing out about a diplomat losing a note on a sidewalk and media spinning its content into disrespect and all that .... when all this poem really is about is a reminder to mentally adapt to and cater for the usual range of diversity, I guess.
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

all those who come here
hold dear what they fear
most in attendance
are in ego-state trance
some of those present
are neurodivergent
while we'd long to see
more of those thriving on empathy

reminder

Montage et photographies :
@ 2024, Chartrand Saint-Louis
Lien vers la vidéo : https://youtu.be/YtOpv0vo2fY 

Musique :
@ 2024, pièce de piano, titre : "Éveil printanier", par Albert, 2:28 min.

Mixage, révision et sonorisation par Albert

Éveil printanier

"Éveil printanier", par Albert; Mixage, révision et sonorisation par Albert [lien vidéo]

painting: Sunday Afternoon by Georges Seurat (1886)
The lady in the foreground is walking a monkey?

Lyrics with James Booker

not my monkey

when days burn short
and nights grow long
when hope and dreams
refuse to sing yer song
(return)

good old days
are happening now
cause we're too close
to see what's right and wrong

not my monkey
not my circus
can't step in the 
same river twice

the past and future
on the tip of yer tongue
good old days
are happening now

sky blue
cotton candy summer day
like a Sunday Afternoon 
down the promenade

yeah, she walked past
like perfume in the wind
color, sound and shadow
masterpiece

did angels make the record skip?

not my monkey

method: sound sources (field recording,contact microphones, meinl sonic energy pocket steel tongue drum, pss a50, voice) and recording and morphing devices (zoom H2, ehx grand canyon, zoom r20, samplitude)

narration: the cycle ON PRINTING deals with projection, representation, pattern recognition and the like. it consists of six poems: rubble - horse - relic - spawn - banner- offset. this poem sonified is relic and relic alone – born from static.

image: copyright jo richter

poem (as published in
A Single Loop of Fortunes) /
copyright jo richter: 



sifting through
lingering morsels
of bold statements
once uttered in pride

he came across
a tiny fragment
that rang of meaning:
no one could tell how

it fit in
right in the middle
of a gaping 
lack of reference

snugly it fit
into nowhere 
at all

relic

relic - on printing 3/6

To Soothe Like Lotion

Performed by David Cooper

Written by:

Music - David Cooper

Lyrics - Ron Todd

"Dust Clouds On The Horizon"

Heading out across the plain   
Eyes can't focus in the driving rain  
Horse is tired underneath my jeans 
Easy life ain't as easy as it seems  

Worked the ranches  rode the rodeo 
Risked it all on one last throw 
But as the time it turns to sand 
Worldly goods here in my hand

Chorus

They say life is special  
They say life is good   
But the cold still gets underneath this hood 
But when the sun comes out  
Feel It burns like fire 
And the prairie dust gets higher and higher 

Old guitar strapped to my back 
Singing songs at the roadside cafe (sang caf)
Like Bronson said along the way 
Might go back  maybe some day 

Chorus

Bridge

Days leaving money lying on a night stand 
Women I’ve known some good  some bad
Some had grace just like a ballerina 
Others they rocked it  rocked it like Tina

Guitar break
 
Dreamt about a tired old man 
He was sitting by a rusty old van  
Watching waves come to the shore
Felt I’d walked this way before

I realised this guy was me 
Songs replaced by senility 
Poured myself a whisky glass 
Glory days they just don't last
 
Chorus

Give it everything you can 
Cos when it's over then it's over  
Whether woman or a man 

And that prairie dust just gets higher and higher
Yeah it just gets higher and higher

Dust Clouds On The Horizon (Cooper/Todd Collaboration)

Featuring J Flow from Jeryia J. Please enjoy

J Flow

Old track taken from "Eterociclica" (circa 1999). A description of the suggestions inspired by the molecular structure of the Thiazole molecule.

Electric guitar, real-time loops and electronics.

Tiazolo (1999)

Flying Through The Enchanted Forest

Standing Tall And Ready

Like all here , I’m just trying to leave an echo !   Just trying to say I was here .  How lucky are we to live in an age when that is possible ?

reverend coldheart records with : mike shea, guitar whiz and sound designer, usually at his studio ;  mike hogan, who is a gifted bass player, usually in my kitchen ; joe ferguson, who is the original congregation and who started all this out with a christmas uke  ~   It's his fault !

Also, I’ve been jamming with Jarod, Tek, Gary and Shelbie on Sundays in a little white house out past Stilesville. We record under the name “makebelieve”. Hope to post some jams every now and then .

Since October 2023, Sunday jams with Gman and Reggie.  We record under name of:   “the charlatans”.  Or lately, the Sunday Jam Gentlemen.

Thank you for listening 
cole coldheart

not my monkey

reverend coldheart

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