pressing rhythm and and pleasant atmosphere!

An invitation for a nice sonic trip! Very nice track

Une belle profondeur sonore ! Magnifique ! 👌😊❤️

Loving this mellow groove on my train journey today

Related tracks: A Lightless Star

"A Love Like No Other"

Recollections of flowing memories from when you entered my life
Your long black flowing hair & those beckoning eyes that still call me
It was obvious that we were never through which is why I returned
And in this world, who could ever say they knew of romance like this?
A Love Like No Other

Am deeply sorry for the pain I caused from an addiction that destroyed me
You were always the one & I struggled to cope with all I could not say
As time slowly passes by, I know in my heart you will be back in my arms one day
A Love Like No Other, a girl that gave me a reason to smile
A Love Like No Other, the connection of two souls that become one

Shane Beck (The Last American Poet)

1 - A Love Like No Other - Shane Beck

■概要(Overview)
熱すぎて溶けてしまうくらいの情熱を持てたらいいね。
PrivateからPublicへ熱心に大名行列する。
I wish I could be so passionate that I would melt.
An enthusiastic procession of feudal lords from private to public.

■video
https://youtu.be/pdM0huA1zaE
※あまり動かないですわ

「溶けるくらいに」Let's get passionate

溶けてしまうくらいに
打ち込めるものがあれば
それだけでいいわ

十二時を過ぎたころに
アタマにあふれる「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
心を解放したならば今

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
本物は自分だけ
燃えるように　溶けてる


好きなものをいくつか
そばに置いておけたなら
それだけでいいわ

人づての言葉信じ
正義の仮面で「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
好きなものだけそばに置いていて

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
映し出されたものは
燃えているか　溶けているか

■Lyrics
If there is something I can devote myself to so much that it melts, that's enough.

After midnight, the words "I hate you" flood my head.
Stop hurting each other. If you free your heart, now.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. The only real thing is yourself.
Melting like it's burning.

If I could just keep a few of the things I like close by, that's enough.

People who believe the words of others who don't know the truth and say "I hate you" under the mask of justice.
Stop hurting each other. Keep only the things you like close by.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. Is the reflected thing burning or melting?

Ignite your passion(溶けるくらいに)

Back to the F.fff... 
Go! was the 1st Solar One^^

Go!⚡️- SailThewaVz

Full extent of EQUATORIOUS recording on Zoom R24 prior to DAW processes.
(Version on the Windscale Blues Experiment page: https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/equatorious?si=f6d8b199abbc430899b9ed80466c3730&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing )
Recording notes:
[As an experiment saxes were recorded with just left hand - right hand attempting to match on synth....not immediately discernible but it was fun to try....] [Flutes and other synth track played normally!]
Photo by NM.

MOO155M3 Equatorius pre-DAW

Voyage Melancholia

The amazingly Valuable Friends joined me as we left the planet:

@rick-4-1 Earthquake Sofa Drums
@janinelevinson Interplanetary Dove Vocals
@phil-mcwalter The Other Burnt Launchpad Stuff

Drums recorded at Mickleton Studio, Coventry UK
Other instruments and vocals recorded at EPG Studios, Chelsea, London, UK
Janine's vocals recorded at The Levinson Sound Studio, LA, Calif, USA
Phil's additional vocals recorded at Anslow Gate Studio, Staffs, UK
ReMixed & ReMastered at EPG.

Thanks to Rob Campling for assisting with string theory.

RUNAWAY STARS - THE UNEXPURGATED CODE

We have a duty to be here
Without us
Who'd see the runaway stars
Who could walk along the beach
Look for seventh waves
And feel the wind up high
We sit and talk all
Through the night
Travel our world and share our castaway finds

We have a duty to be here
To hear the song
Feel the heart of forever
Burning holes within black holes

There is a reason
To turn the page
Quantum runes feed today’s exit phase
We burned new colours
On Launchpad Love
In earthquake sofas seeking twigs from the dove

We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars

Inside our bubble
We heard your tongue
Repeating echoes paraphrase the song

Break

We burnt new colours
On Launchpad Love
In earthquake sofas seeking twigs from the dove

And we have a duty to be here
Without us who would see the runaway stars

Solo

Without us who'd see the runaway stars

And we have a purpose
To exist to hear the song
Feel the heart of forever
Burning holes within black holes

Don’t lay down and rest now
Lift your head
The stars change colour as they drift past your bed
The Sun is expanding
Eternal night
May return to shield our escape flight

We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars

And we have a duty to be here
Without us
Who would see the runaway stars
Who would see the runaway stars
Who would count the runaway stars

© Phil McWalter Aug 2020
Image: Photo taken by James McWalter at Beachy Head where the returning WWII planes knew they had made it back home. AI rockets layered on.

The Runaway Stars - The Unexpurgated Code

Runaway Stars - The Unexpurgated Code

An homage to WS Merwin's "For the Anniversary of My Death." https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43118/for-the-anniversary-of-my-death

Influences: The Cure, Depeche Mode, Tom Petty

A Lightless Star

J'ai réuni ici sous cette rythmique, ces harmonies instrumentales, deux voix de provenances très différentes, et qui se complètent parfaitement ici …. Voix et harmonies bien spécifiques pour ce concept de plus de 9 minutes qui vous permettront, de voyager un instant hors de cette réalité présente, si troublée et parfois désespérante .... Du moins, je vous le souhaite.

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I gathered here under this throbbing rhythm, these instrumental harmonies, two very different voices of origin, and which complement each other perfectly here…. Voices and harmonies very specific for this concept of more than 9 minutes which will allow you, to travel for a moment out of this present reality, so troubled and sometimes desperate .... At least, I wish you.

Ethnic Voices ....

We all need moments to disconnect from everything and just breath.
Todos necesitamos momentos en los que desconectar de todo y simplemente respirar.

Day Break

The Feathered Crown is a card of pride, loss, and the aftermath of hubris. It draws upon two rich veins of folklore — the Appalachian belief in a feathered crown found beneath a dying person’s pillow, and the ancient myth of the Sirens and the Muses. Together, these stories form a layered symbol of reckoning, the echoes of lost glory, and the burdens of victory.

In Appalachian tradition, discovering a tightly woven feathered crown in a pillow was often seen as a sign that the soul of the deceased had passed to heaven, a mysterious mark of spiritual judgment. In mythology, after the Muses defeated the Sirens in a singing contest, the Sirens were stripped of their wings as punishment for their arrogance. The Muses, triumphant, wove the plucked feathers into radiant crowns — symbols of their victory but also of the destruction they wrought.

This card stands at the intersection of triumph and regret. It speaks of victories that come at a cost, the spoils of conquest weighed down by lingering guilt or sorrow. The Feathered Crown reminds us that success without humility invites ruin. It asks whether our pursuits of recognition or superiority are worth the burdens we carry in their wake.

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Drums, Percussion, Keyboards: Ron Thomas
Guitars, Bass, Banjo, Lyre, Vocals, Midi: PS Perkins

Mixed and mastered by Mystic Tape Deck
Dedicated to Josephine of the Mouse Folk

LYRICS
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I saw your feathered crown, the one you keep under your pillow
Did you think that you could hide it from me?
As you don your supple plumage, tell me did you win it truly
From the fairest maidens of Persephone?
Are your songs of grief and woe, are they songs of deep regret?
With feathers plucked from silvery Sirens wings?
Or from the tails of rainbow ravens perching just outside your window
Waiting for the passing ships to hear them sing
Waiting for the passing ships to hear you sing

Dashed upon the rotten rocks of harpy limbed nightingales
Where tides resound with death inducing cries
As the sailors climb and clamor for a seat upon the razor
And a melody to cling to as they die
Rejoicing in the arts of their inglorious ease,
Freely frolic where the churning waters flow
Diving from the clifftops, splashing down into the seas below
Charming in both poetry and prose
Alluring in both poetry and prose

Whosoever dare to wear the feathers in their hair
Like the parrot and the magpie in a cage
That we may divert our stare from the circling of the bear
While standing proud upon the heavens final stage
When the starry sisters nine, with their bellies full of wine
Have bested you at your own foolish games
And the ships all passing by which now leave you there to die
Having never even known your given names
Having never even known your real names

I saw your feathered crown, the one you keep under your pillow
Did you think that you could hide it from me?
Oh, Josephine, you should have known better.

The Feathered Crown

(Dragging My Butt) Into The Sunshine

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

1
On a saturday night I feel a little restless, a need for something
And after a few glasses of wine, I think:
Rest can wait until another time
Don't want to be alone 
(So I call you)
Pick up the phone

Du du-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

Chorus:
Will you come and have some fun with me?
The night is young, the wine is strong
Will you come and say hello to my crazy side?
It's pretty wild!

Dudu-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

2
On a sunday night i feel anything but tired, can't sleep
And after twisting my mind, I think:
Sleep can wait until another time
Don't want to be alone
(So I call you)
Pick up the phone

Dudu-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

Chorus:
Will you come and have some fun with me?
The night is young, the wine is strong
Will you come and say hello to my crazy side?
Its pretty wild!

Dudu-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

Pick Up The Phone

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