I only sing !!
Mahan Mahan all instruments !!

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Base photo for cover by Kunj Parekh on Unsplash

There Once Was

© 2023 Pantomime Riot

Fire drops walls can’t  protect
Filthy water that will infect
Bleached bones in the midday sun
Shots rattle from a distant gun
Into the trailer single file
Another misplaced juvenile
Stench is strong as heads are bowed
Tightly packed no bags allowed

Dark waters to a better path
Slide away from the aftermath
Heard tales of a promised land
Can’t be far now close at hand.

Dipping under rusted wire
Leaving the frying pan for the fire
Slip down to the rugged shore
Face pressed to the salty floor
Push against the currents force
Whispering voices plot a course
Waves crashing as you start to slide
There’s no sign of the other side

Dark waters to a better path
Slide away from the aftermath
Heard tales of a promised land
Can’t be far now close at hand

Dirty bandage fallen slack.
Hands burnt from the last attack.
Biometrics have been destroyed.
The guard looks tired and seems annoyed.
Status can’t be verified
Documents won’t be supplied.
Ushered off to the holding cell.
Your latest twisted living hell.

Dark waters to a better path
Slide away from the aftermath
Heard tales of a promised land
Can’t be far now close at hand.

EARLY BRIGHT

PROMISED LAND

Machine - 28 - 3 - 2023

Cyber Gypsy

C-Poznań

method: sounds from field recording, voice (just another instrument, I guess) and toy harp (the one seen in the picture) via pedals
narration: that cult is one of the oldest we know of https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nirah
picture: taken by myself on the banks of the argen river

poem / copyright jo richter:

scales in the sun
sparkling, bright
liminal lisping
seductive sight

coiled conundrum
confusing, tight
contorting circles
cymatic tide

slender senses
snaking the void
looking for loves
and lives to exploit

cuneiform letters
pressed into clay
where there is beauty
predators prey

connecting the cosmos
completing the course
ligament nexus
umbilical force

nirah of nippur

Falling Up

'Crossing The Boundary' Is a Jazz Fusion piece inspired by the growing sense of a lack of compassion and respect for one another and the land. The building in the cover image and taken by Freddy Bence, demonstrating what I am sensing "world wide". A downward spiral in care for ouselves and our surroundings.
However, forever the optimist, I look forward to an upward turn in the situation, when common sense once again hits in.
My thanks to Freddy for his superb camera skills and you can visit his page here: https://soundcloud.com/fjbence

Thank you for listening and any comments you care to leave will be received with much gratitude.
Alan

Light The Candle Please

Crossing The Boundary

Morning Glory

A pulsing layered rock dirge about being stuck in the eating utensils of giants or unnoticed between the typeset of discarded newspapers. Bat! Bi! Hiru! Lau! We've all been there!

From the album LATITUDE BERA available at https://brittapejic.bandcamp.com/music

Latitude Bera

Between the Tines

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

.... 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

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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
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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)

nirah of nippur

sonic structures and silent stretches