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Streamline Light

Pleased to introduce a new collab with Her Highness Damga !
Lyrics:
I remember the copper autumn light outlining your demonic smile, as I drew the map of your freckles on the ceiling of your place, near the river.
Delusional streetwear and glam rock psychedelic playlists drove us there, in this spatiotemporal wasteland. Inspired and aroused,  we discovered the antisymmetric part of ourselves,  regarding the torsion tensor of our passion as a dynamic variable.
 - In the Labyrinth of your passions, I locked up the Minotaur in his chastity cage. I hear him moaning of frustration, in the humidity of your dreams, when the wind is southerly.
I devour the harmonies of your voice, lost in the riddle of you metallic eyes. And you crave for the misguided incantations of my music, the spasms of our geometrical laughter and the gentle touch of your red hair on my toes.
Nonchalantly lying on the flowers of the heather, you unfold the lost dimensions of your consciousness. Your angelic demons dance with my striges on the fifth movement of the fantastical symphony.
 - Deep down in the Labyrinth of your passions, I release the Minotaur and your tantalizing repentances give him a metaphysical blowjob   
I remember this winter with its crispy beech leaves under our boots and the frost on the window of your tiny room, filled with astrophysics books and quantic sex-toys.
You already had a master degree on procrastination but you took me by the hand. Your tiny bed was a wreck on the reefs of our desires. Under the ragged sails, I tied you to the mast.
 – In the core of the Labyrinth, we follow the Minotaur to the roots of the cosmic tree. Clothed by the shimmering coalescence of our entangled pleasures, we dance with him to the magnificence of ataraxia.

Poetry Of Copper Light

Poetry Of Winter Pale Light (Damga & HyLGZ22)

To the one i love

PARADISE 

On her cheek a tear 
and I'm ready to do 
anything 
She won't look at me 
and in my head it's 
anything 

To prove her right 
I'm even ready to say 
anything
I can hear those around me saying 
that it doesn't work like that 
anything

they don't understand 
that with her I win every time
I who didn't believe 
she is now 
my only faith 

The days 
end to end forge my life 
always
lead me to her my future 
the day 
when the time comes to leave
love
will be my only true
Paradise

With my hand raised I'd be lying 
if I had to get her 
from a bad situation 
I can already hear those who will say 
that these things can't be done 
no, no, not like that 

they don't understand 
that she does it every day 
as much for me
she knows how to put off winter with her arms
when I tell her I'm too cold. 

The days 
end to end forge my life 
always
lead me to her, my future 
the day 
when the time comes to leave
love
will be my last
Paradise

Paradis (translated)

Art Expressed in Music – El Greco's Passion
February 2024
Duration: 3:00
Listen to the Playlist: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting: View of Toledo 
Domḗnikos Theotokópoulos (October 1, 1541 –  April 7, 1614) most widely known as El Greco ("The Greek”), was a Greek painter, sculptor and architect of the Spanish Renaissance.  El Greco was born in the Kingdom of Candia (modern Crete).  In 1570, he moved to Rome, where he opened a workshop and executed a series of works. During his stay in Italy, El Greco enriched his style with elements of of the Venetian Renaissanbce.  In 1577, he moved to Toledo Spain, where he lived and worked until his death. In Toledo, El Greco received several major commissions and produced his best-known paintings, such as “View of Toledo”.  At the time, Toledo was the religious capital of Spain and a populous city.  In Toledo, he was the tenant of a complex consisting of three apartments and twenty-four rooms.  It was in these apartments, which also served as his workshop, that he spent the rest of his life, painting and studying. He lived in considerable style, sometimes employing musicians to play whilst he dined.  During the course of the execution of a commission, El Greco fell seriously ill, and died on  April 7th, 1614 at the age of 73.  El Greco's dramatic and expressionistic style was met with puzzlement by his contemporaries, but finally found appreciation in the 20th century.  El Greco is regarded as a precursor of both Expressionism and Cubism; his works were a source of inspiration for painters like Picasso.  He is best known for tortuously elongated figures and often fantastic or phantasmagorical paintings.  El Greco discarded classicist criteria such as measure and proportion. He believed that grace is the supreme quest of art.  El Greco regarded color as the most important and the most ungovernable element of painting, and declared that color had primacy over form.
For strings, piano, trumpet, skiddaw stones, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion.

Art Expressed In Music - El Greco's Passion

JIM ANDERS _Zwanni

Burning for You / Paploviante 
Paploviante: E Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering 
Female Vocals from BB Samples
Other Vocals Logic Pro X

Burning for You

The world is full of colors... That's how I put my feelings!😊
thank you for listening!!👍
Good luck to you!!🙏

DAW: Cubase pro 12
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Colors

Grooving a little more 

Thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares

Cast of Characters:
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – bass, mix, and production

J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell – electric piano and original composition

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-guitar  


 artwork is a painting entitled "Dogpack" by artist Margaryta Yermolayeva
Please check out her other works at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

This one started off nearly a year ago, when the Eclectic Collective was just coagulating, and is the first one to feature Tez, Ken, JJ, and me on a song. JJ came up with it, drawing from his deep well of creativity, on the electric piano and bass, and shared it with the rest of the us. Starting with Ken, who added a phenomenal drum track to work with. I then added my guitar in a way that tried to emulate Miles Davis, albeit just an impression. Then we asked Tez to mix it for us, which he did ably as ever, and we released it early last spring. 
  However, Tez, being the always tinkering producer that he is, decided to dust it off and give it a new bass line to match the ferocity of Ken's drums. He then remixed it and added some production effects, making the song it was meant to be. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

In a Quiet Way Redeux (Eclectic Collective)

Here's another little ditty for the weekend!!
Thank you all very much for all of your very generous plays, likes, reposts and playlists!! This is a great community!!!

(c) Vocalatti 2024 ASCAP

Solitude

Greetings and good afternoon to my SC friends. This is the 10th and final song intended for my upcoming album ‘What Color Is Your Paradox’. It is also my 7th mind-blowing collaboration with our dear friend Carlos Vivanco (https://soundcloud.com/carlosvivanco-1, https://carlosvivanco1.bandcamp.com). 

This piece was highly entertaining and challenging to work on. We started with clearly defined regions (mine being the more techno sounding stuff… Carlos building the traditional instrument sections). I then mangled the whole thing, and tried to blur the lines more as the song progresses, until both worlds felt fully merged by the end. At least, that was the goal. I’ll let you decide if the structure succeeds in that regard. :)

The title is also quite significant to me at this point in my life; based on the idea of ‘masking’, and our growing inability to do so. 

If you aren’t familiar with the term ‘masking’, one Mental Health Care website I found defines it this way: “Masking often involves suppressing or hiding true emotions, which can lead to a buildup of unresolved feelings and contribute to increased stress, anxiety, and emotional turmoil in the long-term. In the context of mental health and neurodivergence, masking refers to the actions or coping strategies that individuals use to conceal their genuine thoughts, emotions, or challenges.”

It didn’t really occur to me at first that I was masking when I was younger. I guess that idea doesn’t resonate when you’re deeply lost in the illusion; at least, until something makes it obvious. But in hindsight, I’ve worn many masks over the course of my life (Art Director, Technician, Pre-Press Specialist and Graphic Artist would be some of my professional masks. And I would even go so far as to include Husband, Father and Son, since I was on auto-pilot during the earliest stages of those as well). 

As my life progressed, I felt more and more insincere in those roles. I felt something was wrong. I just couldn’t put my finger on it. Then COVID (something that actually required us to wear real masks. What irony!) came along, and miraculously changed that for all of us. We gained the necessary space we needed, to finally see the illusion more clearly. Now, that illusion grows more fragile and transparent by the day. So while I’m still in the early stages of trying to figure out the new paradigm… I suspect the really critical takeaway at this point is just recognizing when we’re being our genuine selves, and when we’re lost in a role; especially if that role is debilitating to our personal growth and well being.

Another thing I’m thinking a lot on these days…. Society is dependent on me playing those roles. And society doesn’t really care whether I’m happy or not (as long as I keep paying my bills, and buying their products, and believing their lies). So maybe, just maybe, society doesn’t have my best interests at heart (as I had originally hoped). Maybe… just maybe… we’re going to need to redefine who we are personally, as we stop playing along with this globally unconscious and ultimately destructive agenda.

Thick and chunky topic, I know. But that’s the way the world feels to me these days… like we needed a brisk slap across the face to wake us all up. COVID was that slap (and probably just the first of many still to come). It’s time to prioritize our own self interests; because if we don’t, they certainly won’t. So rip off those masks, and let your freak flag fly. It’s our life, and we’ll be the ones sitting on our deathbed, asking ourselves if we lived life true to ourselves…. or if we just fulfilled the role demanded by this illusion.

We hope you enjoy “Cracks In The Surface”; and it inspires you to think about what aspects of your reality are cracking. Keep in mind… if you still have a pulse, there is always time to change things up. :)

Paradox?

Cracks In The Surface | Carlos Vivanco & GrevusAnjl

One verse One Chorus One Outro sometimes less is more ! 
A song about a friend who was so in love with a girl but she never felt the the same way and he was kept at arms length. They had the occasional drunken fumbles but never the whole way. It hurt like hell but he never wanted to not keep seeing her as friends. She always kissed him on meeting and always kissed him goodbye. 
We give you Friends who kiss 💋 


V1
I’ve had a little taste 
of my dream
better than to of  never tasted it together 
I drive myself to the edge of my
sanity 
I think I love you more than I love
football 
I wanna slide more than into 
my sleeping bag
Lying on your floor and  you in  your king size bed

Chorus 
I wanna be  the hero in your corner
You my  Barbie transformer
Together we can take on everything 
Be lovers be fighters be storm riders 
Not just friends who kiss 
Whooooooo Kiss 

Outro 2.35 
Like a moth to the Flame,  there’s nothing left to gain
I  look like a man who is running out of Road with you

Friends Who Kiss ~ Conscience Of Kings

Q-The Girls from Brazil

Here’s my latest song with piano, bass, drums, vocals, strings and synths. Thank you to my lovely Sander for this mastering job. @wane-of-summer 😊🎶❤️🎵🎤🎼🎹❤️

PROMISE THE WORLD

Music:  PJ Project & Janne Hennie
Vocal & Lyrics:  Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix:  PJ Project

Lyrics:

Time is crawling slowly
Days are mostly grey
You set your wheels in motion
And just rolled away

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

My head is full and messy
You take up to much space
I try and try to clean up
My own wheels need more place

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

When I try to replace
Some of my spinning wheels
I will always end up
With a lot of empty deals

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

So i am just spinning around
Looking for a clue
That can get me started
And take me right to you

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

My spinning wheels are tired
The brake does not work..
Can't move back or forward
Just spinning around for you

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

Could you please lend me
One of you spinning wheels?
So I can roll forward
And find some spinning peace..

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you....

Spinning Wheels   W/PJ Project

Here a new Kinsâme song with Kyt de Kinsâme :
https://soundcloud.com/kiyotoyoshihara

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台風の花
青い妖怪鏡
苦い水

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I am storm flower 
And as soon as I bloom 
I perfume and I illuminate 
Of a thousand strategies 
My darling enemies 
I am the goldsmith 
Of my beloved monsters 
I make with:  A fever, a religion, a politics 
O dear mad dog 
I now have the right to poison you 
I am purity 
And you 
You are the terrorist 
That I create 
You are my monster that I show to the world 
My genocide of youth

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Je suis fleur de tempête
Et dès mon éclosion
Je parfume et j'éclaire 
De mille stratégies
Mes ennemis chéris
Je suis l'orfèvre
De mes monstres bien-aimés
J'en fait
Une fièvre, une religion, une politique
Ô cher chien enragé
J'ai à présent le droit de t'empoisonner
Je suis pureté
Et toi
Tu es le terroriste
Que je crée 
Tu es mon monstre que je montre au monde
Mon génocide de jouvence

Monsters - Kinsâme

Original music and mix, arrangement and playing all instrument J.J. Terrell
Electric guitars and final mix by Neno J.
Check out J.J. Terrel on SoundCloud: @j-j-terrell

Passion (Collab with J.J. Terrell)

Apophenia

Bandcamp

Exocomet

Then She Reaches For The Gun was a one off project, bringing together more than 50 artists from across the globe, releasing an album in late 2022  https://nomatesensemble.bandcamp.com/album/the-vociferous-mapping-of-your-unlikely-future   But it was so much fun we are back for more.

The following Artists appear on this track :
Angostura Elwar -  2 x Behringer CRAVE analog synths/Yamaha P200 electronic piano 
Ambient Annie    -  Electronic
Banalytic  - Noise 
Chicago Word Brigade - Metal Electronica
Dane Renshaw  - Drums/Voice
Dani Kirby              -  Piano/Voice  
JZsuperstar - Doors/Keyboards/Water 
Libby Laksmi   -   Jazzy Loops      
Oberlin   -   Electric Guitar
Paul Miller - Electronic Percussion/Funk/Keyboards
Phil Bywater - Saxophone/Voice
Rosin Dust - Field Recordings/Saw/Violin
Robert Jefferson - Percussion
Wivresse - Electronica/Vocals
Mat Ward - Noise/Bass Guitar/Voice/Arrangement

Then She Reaches For The Gun - This Isn't Even Creating A Sense Of Space

Mark Duffield: voice, vocal melody, lyrics https://soundcloud.com/markduffieldcollaboration
Jonathan Beckenstein: initial music, instruments, mixing
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Across the bay
Many many many miles away
See a crescent moon
Reflected in a field of poppies bloomed

Take a step into this vision, soon
Grab a flower and throw it at the moon

(YOU)
Don’t ask me how you’re gonna get there soon
(Don’t ask me, don’t ask me, do)
(YOU)
You might as well throw a flower at the moon

Throw a flower, a flower, at the moon
Throw a flower, a flower, at the moon

Save our wrecks
Oh then, say the best
Get it off your chest
Just another shipwreck

Another shipwreck
Get it off your chest
Another shipwreck
Get it off your chest
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image: Bart Ros via Unsplash

Poppies (with Mark Duffield)

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

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