Synthesized Disco Dance Haven!  Craving the neon flashing vibes...Spinning a Winner here!  Infectious ear juice! Luv it! >>

Pretty sweet. When the bass line kicks in, it reminds me of Jarre.

Super energy to this. Great track 👌🏽🫡🔆

4 Oanna
My Dope beautiful friend- Oanna(Ojanne Mirr)https://soundcloud.com/oceannessence
Words,keys,vibes-Oanna
Other works-masaTot.
Hi Oanna! Sorry for being late...🙇
Let's meet again somewhere someday🙌

4tomorrow&neither4today-with Ojanne Mirr

Bonjour j'ai le plaisir de partager avec vous le nouveau titre de M'Z
Désert d'arcade
https://youtu.be/uQGogtDzon4

C'est une réadaptation d'un des titres initialement joué avec le groupe Adelphya 
Vous pouvez l'écouter sur mon Bandcamp 
https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/d-sert-darcade-video-in-description

et sur toutes les plateformes de streaming
https://music.imusician.pro/a/U55DcSza/

Plutôt que de me relancer dans un format album je vais sortir un morceau par mois (avec un projet différent chaque mois) pour les temps à venir, on va voir...
Ici c'est filmé à La Barraque (Mirepoix 09) merci énormément à Samantha Colom pour les prises de vue et l'étalonnage !!

M'Z est un projet façonné par une grande diversité de musiques :
Canterbury, Progressif, Rock in opposition, Metal, Electronica, Space rock, Noise, Jazz, free-rock, Ambient, Psyche, Heavy, Punk, Drum'n bass...
Mené par Mathieu Torres par ailleurs, guitariste et compositeur dans différents projets artistiques
(The Diogenes / Matziz / La théorie des cordes / Zhorhann / Dirt in the wind / Urban BallShit / Inland Motel / Collectif La Barraque / Aux arts etc / No Skeletons / Musique à l'image / Adelphya...)

L'idée directrice du projet M'Z, pour la synthétiser au maximum, est de créer des parallèles entre des concepts poétiques ou philosophiques, les émotions et la musique, sans poser de barrières esthétiques ni de contraintes moralistes.

Né du besoin vital de créer, fin 2017, M'Z a depuis réalisé une centaine de concerts (Café-concerts, Festivals, Off, Divers concerts de soutien, Rues, Marchés, ...)

et sorti 4 albums (qui ont tous eu très bonne presse), 1 EP, 2 singles et plusieurs vidéos.
https://mzprisme.wixsite.com/mz-musique

Amicalement
M'Z

Desert d'arcade - M'Z - Vidéo In description

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

Satin Doll -- the immortal Duke Ellington, with natural and artificial accompaniment

For Astrid. And for Hashmat, Turan, Julia  and all of Astrid's family and friends. If you knew her or met her, you're lucky. If you didn't, look for someone who is bright and kind and full of the love of life. They are the ones we need  more than ever .               Christine and Simon ~ XX forever

Satin Doll - sundown

Same Circles

A new track from the artist PTITZIN. As always, it is sustained in the spirit of melodism and mystery)))

Ptitzyn - neige et glaçons CUT Vers.

liner notes part 1: 
Well laid down an enthralling, fast-paced, sweaty-eyed dancefloor track, calling it an open collab. 
Stonerjazz picked it up, marrying it to his expressive voice and instruments. As the ancient art of 
maieutic (look it up) serendipity (look this one up as well) would have it, Jeff and I had just finished 
an amazing poem which finely expressed what he heard in Well's sound. I can only guess how many 
hours he spent adding this, fine-tuning that, getting the balance right. In the end it sat there, all 
groomed in its weekday suit and asked to go out and play. Yeah, why don't you do that? (That's how 
jo tells the story at least).

 liner notes part 2: 
My good and dear friend Jo Richter and I have been practicing a form of commando Free 
association poetry for a little bit now, Firing multiple replies to each others words across the void, 
rapidly --This Poem is one such project-- Initially done lightning Fast and then refined and modified 
for lyrical Flow and meaning-- To further complicate the process, i with Jo's encouragement used 
these word and some Sounds from my deepmind 6 to answer an open collaboration with music by 
our friend Well aka Hakan Skeneby - (That's what Jeff says).
 
Poem / copyright Jeff Gardiner and jo richter:
 Original tile: Kung Tze in the Subway Car
Oil painting Uno Vallman 1964
 
 in the nick of time
 he gave in to dissent
 for the mute perceptive mime
 manically made him raise his head and unmaimed hand in mine
 praise the unerring rebellion
 in subconsentious unison 
the empty shells of every single silly little thing
 ahh, the knell, the bells, fashioned from our fathers’ coral vaults 
selling out, shelling round, all around in disarray 
vainly making everybody wane and wade into the fray
 with withered, bamboo-watered canes - - - fracking shist
 where our homes are still purported to exist
 while scattered scraps of all things past, scantily, scantily clad, 
protrude and flutter in the wind, strained and restrained by the net 
of pleasant pleas -  and subltleties are colors bright and crude - 
watch the Mad Hatter's stint unwind in minor keys - 
i thought that that  - that hat that sat so squat- was you
 at the academy of sovereignty
 where massive piles of bones and crows
 dominate the dark demeanor of the distant 
tears of laughter, tears of loudly lovin’ laughter, that's exactly what we're after
 + + + 
in the purple land of diffidence
 buying purple brands of pale deliverance 
in the hidden forgotten region, religion
 where forgetting – like neglecting - is an optional behavior
 and of course, everybody's carcass, corpse keeps looking for a savior
 down by the trodden, the unsavoury sovereign shouted 
raw with the rotten game of galactic gallows and thrones 
ah the one and only poet of starvation
 standing in the market of used emotion
 endless isles, end base piles of sadness
 masters mean and dirty and their slaves
 bargain bins of binary longing, belonging, unrequited love
 there’s a sale on betrayal - two for a dollar and three for none
 thought i saw a broken bit of joy that once belonged to me 
Though when i had it, it was absolutely free
 Now they're askin’ fifty, literally  frivolous dollars-
+ + + 
mother of deception of the self
 see me on my knees, subordinate 
to her immaculate calamity
 that has transactional realities cooperate
 under towers dark with blinded blinds 
of my infantile infinity-
i asked my shadow: would she follow me 
like a puppy with a crush, herself a pet invertebrate,
 to inclinations more persian, more parisian than her will or mine 
where i might find a package deal on Love 
on the moon, it read in slowly moving neon letters - 
shadows neither show nor speak concerning prinal matters!
 no, said I, shadows squall and squeal and squeak
 drinking gin on the rocks is not that bad at all
 since it became impossible to find an Avacado
 or my favorite alcohol
 just don't answer when she fails to call--

Hakan’s shuffle – nitro club mix – stonerjazz , sonic structures and silent stretches with well

Sunny Disposition

https://soundcloud.com/33per , my dear donkey fellow sent me this wonderful instrumental, a Big Thank You for that, it was a great pleasure to write and sing along.

The image shows Gregory Peck as captain Ahab in John Houston's film adaptation of Melville's “Moby Dick” from 1956, having just nailed a Spanish dubloon on the main mast.

AHAB (All Hypocrates Are Basterds)

O-o-ohh, o-o-ohh…
Tell me please…
Is that really happening-ä-ä-ä-äppening ?
Do you feel that too ?

Noone is getting out here
Oh no-no-no-no-noo, o-o-o-o-o-ooh
Noone is getting out here alive

Ohh no
Not even the feckin’ basterds
No, no
Not even those feckin’ basterds

Will survive
Whatever may be the strive

See, because 
Noone is getting out here alive
Not the president
Nor his wife

Whatever may be the strive
That won’t work

Ohh oh 
All hypocrates are basterds 			(AHAB)
Ohh, oh
All autocrates are feckin’ basterds 			

They can fool the people 
For some time,

But,
But,
But,

They can’t fool all the people all the time
Not really …
That’s beyond the line

It’s possible to continuate
To self-determinate
To not participate…

So to say:
I would - and - i would…

And i-i-i-i-i-i-i- would 
And I would… 
I-I-I would…
And i would and I would…
I-I-I would…
I would prefer not to…

AHAB (wt 33per, raw edit)

I see the way you move
A vision so fine and so smooth
A gentle touch, and my heart aligns
The feel of your skin...a sensation so real
I'm drawn to you, like a magnetic field
You're the vibration that I feel
A frequency that my soul can heal
In your presence, I'm complete
A love so strong, it can't be beat
Your voice is like a whisper
A gentle... breeze
That touches my soul
The way you look at me, a spark ignites
A connection so deep
It feels like a work of art in flight
Higher above the sky's clouds
You're the vibration that I feel
A frequency that my soul can heal
In your presence, I'm complete
A love so strong, it can't be beat
I feel the energy 
A love so strong 
A never seen glow, a shining light 
Hints of a world untold
With you by my side, my heart beats bold
 I see a new view of a world of possibilities
With me and you
A love so pure, a heart that's true
My soul finds its cure

You're the Vibration

Phoenix

I was interested in music in my early youth... so I soon got my first synthesizer and set up a small home recording studio.
over the years i played keyboards in 5 bands...the direction was rock...pop...blues and soul.
in the meantime i have discovered my enthusiasm for creating my own songs.
it makes me happy when I can compose...arrange...mix...produce and create something new.
it's like a passion to experiment with different styles of music... and it gives me a lot of joy.
the only limit is your imagination...
is my motto.
and everything is possible...you just have to try.

music is pure magic...and part of the soul...
no one can escape her
let the music guide your mind...and that's the only way you'll get the freedom...you've always wanted

Sunny Disposition

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚

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