TRIIB - Nero Modal

Stardust Serenade

Neon Decay - Avant-Garde Experimental Soundscape

Traumreise Eden

Stream

Weirdness Itself

A sonic ode to the electrical substation, maker of superb drones.

Made using only Mutable Instruments Clouds module with out puts patched back in inputs via attenuators.

Ode to a sub stationn

Ode to a substation

16Oct20

Wodwo's mesmerisng music can be experienced here;
https://soundcloud.com/user-364196783-552705040/tracks
https://soundcloud.com/user-258408788
:D

That which I think to be myself is but infinite number [Wodwo/Boson Spin Collab]

Un air de gavotte composé avec fureur un soir de couvre-feu anti Covid à Montparnasse pour évacuer le trop-plein d'énergie, tromper l'ennui et chasser les mauvais esprits.

Gavotte du couvre-feu

Of course an escaping snail has to travel quickly to avoid recapture. By the end of the track our hero Sam snail has forgotten all about the circus and is happily moving at his own pace.

Disquiet Junto Project 0462: Vade in Pace
The Assignment: Write a short piece of music that gets slower and slower as it proceeds.

More on this 462nd weekly Disquiet Junto project, Vade in Pace
 at:

https://disquiet.com/0462/

More on the Disquiet Junto at:

https://disquiet.com/junto/

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Project discussion takes place on llllllll.co:

https://llllllll.co/t/disquiet-junto-project-0462-vade-in-pace/

There’s also a Disquiet Junto Slack. Send your email address to twitter.com/disquiet for Slack inclusion.

Image associated with this project is by Josh Levinger, and used thanks to Flickr and a Creative Commons license allowing editing (flipped and cropped with text added) for non-commercial purposes:

https://flic.kr/p/CHUe3K

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Sam Snail Quits The Circus (disquiet0462)

A young man wishes to escape
Some place else it doesn’t matter where
In his heart he is already there

In his house he’s only a guest
His family is formed by strangers
He cordially said goodbye and left

(I) Can always find
A new way to move around
A new way to fall
To restart it all somehow

I can figure out
How to adapt to any town
Make them adapt to me
It seems I’m winning every round

It never stops he seems to learn it all
He made a mess? He doesn’t wanna know
Certain things are better untold

There’s nothing else there’s no choice at all
His eyes are paths they could as well be molds
They shape the ground and all that surrounds

Can always find
A new way to move around
A new way to fall
To restart it all somehow

I can figure out
How to adapt to any town
Make them adapt to me
It seems I’m winning every round

@NelsonDevereaux on Horns
@MaxDevereaux on Backing Vocals and Percussion
@JulioBaca on Electric Guitar

MUSIC VIDEO

Restart

naviarhaiku372 

One traveller,
Wakes another traveller,
At the sight of the sea.

The sight of the sea (naviarhaiku372)

Rumblin Cynth Rampo is based on the South Glamorgan coast she describes herself as cacophonist. Working in the genres of ambient, industrial ambient and noise she explores the worlds of science, space, heavy industry and the deep dark places of earth (or any things that she fancies).

Her tracks are created using modular and hardware synths, soft synths, diy electronic noise boxes, bread-boarded temporary sound generators and effect as well as field recordings. 

Inspiration comes from the natural world, science and space.  Influences include Bach, Beethoven, Mahler, Pierre Schaeffer, Daphne Orme, Delia Derbyshire, Louis and Bebe Barron, Can, Cluster, Tangerine Dream, Hawkwind, Throbbing Gristle, to name but a few.




Ode to a substation

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