Hey Jo man, this has so much great tension, and a great early climax, too. Awesome work here, man!

Music - https://soundcloud.com/audiobake
Vocals/lyrics 💜purple😈claire💜
Additional percussion/Mastering - HOBOCOP https://soundcloud.com/metrocityrecords
Double double toil and trouble 
Fire burn and cauldron bubble 
Fillet of a fenny snake
In the cauldron boil and bake 
Eye of newt and toe of frog 
Wing of bat and tongue of dog 
Adders fork and blindworms sting
Lizards leg and howlets wing 
For a charm of powerful trouble 
Like a hellbroth boil and bubble 

She stole my husband away-do ya think she’s  a witch 
Far too pretty to stay here - she thinks she’s a witch 
Cured my daughters pox - must be a witch
Fetch me  the tinderbox we have to burn the witch 
She Dances in the moonlight—must be a witch 
Talks to cats at night - must be a witch 
We have to burn the witch 
We have to burn the witch 

We are the children of the witches 
You could not burn 
We are the children of the witches 
You could not burn 

She made it snow in may -do you think she’s a witch 
She turned my grass to hay -she must be a witch 
Her eyes are green and blue - might be a witch 
What else is there to do we have to burn the witch 

Double double toil and trouble 
Fire burn and cauldron bubble 
Every generation double 
Like a hellbroth boil and bubble 
Like a hellbroth 
We boil and bubble

We are the children of the witches 
You could not burn 

Double double toil and trouble 
Fire burn and cauldron bubble 
Every generation double 
Like a hellbroth-
boil and bubble

Witching Hour-AudioBake x 💜purple😈claire💜

Dziś premiera bardzo wyjątkowej piosenki.  
Piosenki, którą w wieku 12 lat napisali dla mnie dwaj geniusze.  
Słowa - Anatolij Figliuk.  
Muzykę - Siergiej Pietrosjan.  
Wtedy, w związku z moim bardzo młodym wiekiem, nie mogłam oddać wszystkich emocji tej głębokiej piosenki, choć bardzo się starałam.  
Dziś w końcu brzmi ona naprawdę.  
Teraz mogę ją śpiewać, czując każde słowo i każdą nutę.

Deszcz. Jesienny znowu
pada deszcz 
Deszcz. 
I miłość nasza zmokła też 
Deszcz. 
Nie ukryć nam te rany już 
Idź, a ja zostaję tu wśród burz 
 
Deszcz. W historii naszej nie ma słów 
Deszcz. A ja widziałam tyle snów 
Deszcz. Powoli pada w dłonie nam 
Ja zostaję sama i ty sam 
 
Nie będę za nic winić 
smutny deszcz, 
Niech na asfalcie tańczy 
I w cichym tym rozstaniu 
To taniec pożegnania 

Nie będę za nic winić 
smutny deszcz, 
Niech na asfalcie tańczy 
I w cichym tym rozstaniu 
To taniec pożegnania…
 
Deszcz. I nawet kwiatom braknie łez 
Deszcz. Myślałam, że być 
ze mną chcesz 
Deszcz. Miłości już odleciał ptak 
Idź. I pójdę ja. 
Więc będzie tak 
 
Deszcz. Ucichła miłość w deszczu tym 
Deszcz. Z kim będziesz i ja będę z kim?
Deszcz. Przed nami został tylko deszcz 
idź powoli i ja pójdę też

Nie będę za nic winić 
smutny deszcz, 
Niech na asfalcie tańczy 
I w cichym tym rozstaniu 
To taniec pożegnania 

Nie będę za nic winić 
smutny deszcz, 
Niech na asfalcie tańczy 
I w cichym tym rozstaniu 
To taniec pożegnania…

Deszcz

© On The Island

method: the starting point was a "funny sound" preset on an old casio sa-35 which underwent some time-warping etc before being saturated with the poem and further instruments (vst bass and piano) and effects (mostly eq, dynamics, stereo image and such stuff). enjoy.
narration: the poem says it all, I guess
image: a cutout section of the sa-35, modified in colour and other qualities, copyright jo richter 

poem / copyright jo richter:

large neuron colliders
in dense, mourning mists
contraction deniers
clenching their fists

next to nowhere, there is
next to nothing, there is
nexus nothing, there is

barnacle brainwaves
borderline lifestyle
octopus octaves
queen of the Nile

next to nowhere, there is
next to nothing, there is
nexus nothing, there is

proclivity encymes
amass in man's mind
gravitational confines
bind double bind

next to nowhere, there is
next to nothing, there is
nexus nothing, there is

billboard furnace
day's ding dong knell
a maze made of monads
and a locrian bell

next to nowhere, there is
next to nothing, there is
nexus nothing, there is

next to nowhere

Cast of Characters:

Mistermark – @user-432503709 – Mark – drums, VST upright bass, electric vibraphone, horns, high organ in the last section, percussion (shaker, hand claps), production, editing, mix, and composition

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Fender Custom Shop Tele Thinline electric guitar and mastering

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, synthesizer

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – PRS semi hollow body electric guitar

This song began its life some 20 years ago recorded on Mark's old skool keyboard workstation as a bass line and drum beat, accentuated by a synth melody playing over some electric piano. It sat as that basic version until just recently, when Mark had gotten into horn arrangements, and wanted to try some out, thus creating the impetus for reviving this old tune. Plus, he wanted to get the Eclectic Collective to play the guitar and keys parts on it for a little extra jazzy pizzazz.

He turned it over to the rest of the EC gang with a pretty clear vision of what he wanted structurally. Stephen was first up, adding his driving guitar to the fist part of every verse. Josh deftly chimed in with the response line in every verse. JJ then came into the mix last and sprinkled his magic electric piano and other keys throughout. After all of our parts were in the can, Mark went to work dutifully editing and mixing what you hear as the final product. Stephen then did his pro mastering work on it to add a little bit more shine.

 This was a lot of fun to put together. It doesn't feature all of the EC, but the other guys will be on many upcoming creations. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Clyde's Glide - (Eclectic Collective)

MIX TRACK  FOYOU  DANSING

Tribute to Christmas 24/25

This is my 50th Disquiet Junto contribution of the year!

The final Disquiet Junto prompt of the year invited us to make a short audio journal of the music and sounds that we've made in 2024. Once again I took liberties with some of the specific instructions but I knew that I needed to make it this way.

Features synthetic vocals as well as excerpt from the following songs:

* "Making Ice at Home May Seem Overwhelming" (Coraline Ada Ehmke)
* "Someone (or Something)" (Coraline Ada Ehmke)
* "Black Rainbow" (Sudre's Violin)
* "The Whirlwind" (Sudre's Violin)
* "Darker Layter" (Sudre's Violin)
* "The Mod" (Coraline Ada Ehmke)
* "Theme for A People's History of Tech" (Coraline Ada Ehmke)
* "Byzantine Valentine" (Coraline Ada Ehmke)
* "Perilous Overtones" (Sudre's Violin)
* "Why Can't You Fly?" (Sudre's Violin)
* "The Untimely Death of JF Sebastian" (The Disaster Society)

More about this week's Disquiet Junto: https://disquiet.com/0678

Audio Journal 2024 (disquiet0678)

Traffic Sucks

In this reimagined house version of White Silence, NYRA transforms quiet sorrow into movement — layering her ethereal vocals over hypnotic beats, icy synth textures, and a slow-burning pulse. The track balances emotion and rhythm, allowing the silence to dance without losing its depth.

It’s the sound of heartbreak echoing through a neon-lit winter — cold, shimmering, and alive. This version breathes energy into the stillness, turning introspection into motion, and quiet into a kind of resolve.

White Silence

Mares

I am overjoyed to partake in sounds beautiful:
https://youtu.be/1TnalFltP_Q?si=VidMVZ9VDKGZiNUm  by Dan and
https://stonerjazz.bandcamp.com/album/up-up-out by Jeff.

Jeff also gifted me a visiting role on his previous album: 
https://stonerjazz.bandcamp.com/album/quintessential

On his bandcamp page, Jeff points out: "This is the page where you can give some monetary support to me and the StonerJazz experiment."

.... and here is my own test account:
https://sonicstructuresandsilentstretches.bandcamp.com/track/eliza

POETRY IS VITAL

This threshold space exists for those who feel like listening to some of my quite professional poetry embedded in rather amateurishly recorded but judiciously arranged sound, a modicum of purely acoustic work notwithstanding.  Fortunately, some other artists have also transformed the symbolic expression of my words into the tangible beauty of real songs and soundscapes - just listen to Sympoetic Ultrasounds: https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/sympoetic-ultrasounds !

SOUND, SPACE AND TIME

Tend your listening senses gently. Even though my general approach welcomes and embraces lo-fi concepts like the precision of spontaneously occuring imprecisions, headphones worth their membranes are recommended - unless you like your sounds flat, mangled, battered and helpless. You don't, do you? Be kind to these soundscapes.

STRUCTURING IMPULSE

Due to the nature of "poetry soundscapes", your listening expectations regarding traditionally structured "songs", sonically purified "raw wildlife soundscapes", keyboard-laden "ambient recordings" or voice-centered "readings" might not be met. You will find some of those in my list of /likes/. "Noise" is a recurring structural element like any other. This is what this sounds like - within its own rights, limitations, tangents and interconnections. Sonic structures. Silent stretches. Poetry emerges from the gaps between the ruts, seeps in from the undergrowth, sweeps down.

CARVING, CHISELLING, KNEADING, MORPHING

A quick glance into my toolshed rests on Zoom recorders, Samplitude software and a dizzying array of diverse sonic machinery.

LARGE AND SMALL GIFTS

-----------------------------
Small Gifts

the less to remember, the more to listen
gifts from the ice age reverberate
a simple story, a forest, a coastline
entangled in silence, one starts to relate
---------------------------------------------

In case you have read up to this point, you might be a sonic creator yourself. May I ask you for a helping ear? Above, there is a tiny poem of mine that I do not understand how to translate into sound. If you do - please act on it. It is a matter of common decency, of course, to keep the title (Small Gifts) and to credit the lyrics to me (jo richter). And please do notify me of your version via a soundcloud message. One bewilderingly beautiful version crafted by mono-lux has already gone public, as well as an amazing version by cthonicist.  You'll find both in my playlist Sympoetic Ultrasounds. This is just a small gift, not a challenge - life already has more than enough of those on offer, doesn't it? Treat it this way.

POETRY IS VITAL
sound, space and time
structuring impulse
carving, chiselling, kneading, morphing
large and small gifts
poetry is vital

GENERAL POLICY regarding the use of LIKES, REPOSTS and FOLLOWS:
I like what I like and want to hear again.
I only repost what I've had a hand in creating.
I follow when I see directions or arrivals I like, not when followed (though I might peek in to get an idea of what your sounds are about). I have set myself a limit of accounts I follow not to be all too overwhelmed. Not following does therefore not mean I do not appreciate what you contribute to the enjoyments of soundcloud.
Do not expect other behaviour from me.
(jo richter)

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