I like the casual melody playing out the tragic message. good contrast to highlight the problem. lots of inexplicable things around us. I write a lot about these things as well..

Ryu.

Live one shot take on modular units = Novation circuit,DSI Mopho keyboard,Novation mini nova ,Juno 60, wav recording onto H5 Zoom recorder ,hope you enjoy it ,Thanks for listening 😊

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Like a man whose name is forgotten.

I've never won any prizes.
Of course, there's no way to gamble and win.
I have never held a position of honor.
And dogs never tamed me.

Like a man whose name is forgotten.
I only smile quietly.

When I try to order, the waiter doesn't come.
Often only my food doesn't reach.
And when I meet up with people, I'm usually kept waiting.

Like a man whose name is forgotten.
I've gotten used to that by now.

If there were a town somewhere with only sober people, 
would I be able to live there peacefully?

As long as you guys enjoy it, that's all that matters to me.
I'm not a great man, so please don't mind me.
Well, you guys are quite the feat.

Like a man whose name is forgotten.
I only quietly walk away.

Like a man whose name is forgotten

Pickle Party

everything's deductible

Oval moon

Ryu / Acoustic guitar, Program, Voice
Pablo D. Martin Fontana / Electric guitar
https://soundcloud.com/pdmf-2023

The landscape seen from this room appears to be distorted due to the magnetic field. 
Nothing in particular to see, though.

We're holed up here and enduring.
Prayers are also shielded.

Over time, the significance of the battle has been lost.
The Deities are fed up and no longer speak to us.

We're trying to shoot down constellations with missiles.

Looking up at the oval moon, we contemplate the meaning of peace.

Some people talk about the economic value of war.
But this is not a conspiracy; it is simply violence.

No one can rule the world, no one can speak of justice.

Looking up at the oval moon, we contemplate the meaning of peace.

Looking up at the oval moon, we're waiting for the end of the world.

Oval moon / collaboration with Pablo Dario Martin

If we don't have words.

Ryu / Acoustic guitar, Program, Voice
Pablo D. Martin Fontana / Electric guitar
https://soundcloud.com/pdmf-2023

There's no story waiting to be written.
It became a story because it was written.
A tragedy without a name is not a tragedy, 
and love untold is only reproduction.

If we don't have words.
If we don't have words. 

Like animals and plants, we could have been happy.

Essentially, death is not grief, just a natural phenomenon.
To eat, to love, to die, just to live.
We seek meaning in these things.

If we don't have words.
If we don't have words. 

We could have lived more freely and naturally.

In a world without words, many things disappear.
Still we will feel love, and there will be joy and sorrow.

There's no story waiting to be written.
It became a story because it was written.
A tragedy without a name is not a tragedy, 
and love untold is only reproduction.

If we don't have words.
If we don't have words. 

We may have been as innocent as deities once expected.

If we don't have words / collaboration with Pablo Dario Martin

The Smoking Trout's Quest for the Holy Dumpling continues! When we left our travelers they had just been given a tip that they needed to travel from New Mexico to Oaxaca for the next leg of their journey. This latest track is basically an instrumental interlude but it re-samples the holy dumpling ingredient list that was recited during the last episode by a "Sufi sitting on the sidewalk serenely spouting scripture from the Transcendental Dharma of the Holy Dumpling".

I started this one, Jeff infused it with some incredibly creative experimental guitar and electronic touches, Stephen killed it on rhythm and lead guitar once again, and joining us for the second (but not the last) time, Masa a.k.a. Tot reinforced the groove by adding a really nice additional drum beat.

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Vocals/Lyrics, Ebow & Mellotron

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Lead & Rhythm Guitar

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Drums & 808

* Tea R. Sea -- Synth & Production

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Catch up with the first 5 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Words (HOLY DUMPLING ingredients):

Along with baking soda, salt, wheat and water
A heavy leavening of responsibility ls required ln the making--
and some mushrooms only growing ln Oaxaca

Oaxaca (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #8) w/ Stonerjazz, TexMex Shaman, & Tot

Rise or fall to limbo

The world keeps spinning at strange angles.
More and more speed, and at dangerous angles.
Eventually, centrifugal force will prevail and we may be thrown out.

Rise or fall to limbo.
We repeat forever.

On TV, news of war and war news.
We became quite familiar with tanks and missiles.
Spend money on expensive weapons and make money on reconstruction. 
Is that the rule?

Rise or fall to limbo.
No one can stop this, it seems.

We put on warm clothes and go for a walk.
Don't let go of my hand, ever.

We mourn the hundreds of lives lost in the earthquake.
And we honor the tens of thousands of lives lost in the war.
We may eventually get used to it and feel that it is normal.

Rise or fall to limbo.
Welcome to the new world order.

Rise or fall to limbo

Personnel:
Paul Bray - Drums
Terry Todd - Bass
Andy Peake - Keyboards
Nigel Manning - Tenor Sax

GRITSTONER  - (TPMB rehearsal 2018)

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall

This city's underground mall is becoming desolate.
This place is a graveyard of old-fashioned consumption.

There's no need to dig underground. And no one buys stuff anymore.

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall.
It's gorgeous at a glance, though.

In the past, this city bombed and most of the things burned.
The survivors built shacks and developed them.

Certainly that's  nice history, but we don't need to do it again.

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall.
It's not so cold here, though.

We're still in the middle of an operation to build a ruin.
We already know that we will be in a lot of trouble later.

This city's underground mall is becoming desolate.
There's a place that everyone wants to forget about already.

People would walk by. And not pay any attention to what was there.

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall.
It's gorgeous at a glance, though.

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall.
It's not so cold here, though.

Valentine's day in the underground mall

1 - 6-2024

Asia (2016) Anthology CD3 Track 01

This was a song I wrote for someone special  that I lost. It’s in Latin and English as they were passionate about the Latin language. I feel it lends beautifully to the message and beauty of the song. Lux in Silva means light in the forest. They were my light in the forest. 

Lyrics: 

Vocem tuam audivi in silva
I heard your voice in the forest
Lucerna in nocte erranti
A lantern in wandering night
Sub frondibus cor palpitat
Beneath leaves the heart still beats
Tacita lux inter umbras
A silent light among shadows

Lux venit per umbras
Light comes through the shadows
Sicut flamma sine vento
Like a flame without wind
Anima mea memor est
My soul remembers
Et silva portat nomen tuum
And the forest carries your name

Tempus fugit umbra manet
Time flies the shadow stays
Sanguis arborum me tenet
The blood of trees holds me still
Os siluit sed cor cantavit
The mouth went silent but the heart sang
In radicibus memoria vivit
In the roots memory lives

Memini
I remember
Quod amavi
What I loved
Non periit
Did not vanish
Sed factum est vox
But became a voice

You were the light through the dark in the trees
The name that the forest still dares to breathe
I carried you quiet I carried you wide
In the hush where the sorrow and stars collide

You’re not gone you’re just part of the pine
Where memory grows past the edge of time
Lux in silva your soul remains
Sung in the wind and carved in the rain

Lux in Silva (Latin and English)

A stripped acoustic ballad wrapped in haunting storytelling. Legal Stranger explores the quiet weight of moral conflict, isolation, and the unspoken responsibility of protecting someone you barely know. Fingerstyle guitar, soft ambient textures, and breathy vocals build a scene of slow realization behind a steering wheel—facing a choice no one else will witness. Inspired by nighttime drives, buried truths, and emotional disconnect in rural silence.

Legal Stranger

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I'm making songs at midnight in my room. I play acoustic guitars, synthesizers, and I sing.

Valentine's day in the underground mall

Ryu.

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