travelling Way out there on the edge with you my friend1

We don't need another victim
We don't want to send them on their way home
We just wanted a life beyond
All they wanted was a life beyond their own

reimagining of the commercial hit song for the third sequel in a blockbuster franchise about the world after it's collapse.
 Forgive us, Tina
Not exactly a cover of ThunderDome's "We Don't Need Another Hero" sung by Tina Turner.

We Don't Need Another Victim (Hero) Open DL:o

くもりぞら（Cloudy Sky）

Art work: icsilviu via Pixabay

鳩落ちるまた鳩落ちるくもりぞら

A dove suddenly fell from the power line.
Another dove fell from the wire.
The sky is cloudy.

くもりぞら（Cloudy Sky）

くもりぞら (Cloudy Sky)

This track was made with ARP 2600, Synthi V, SEM 32,  Emulatôr V.
Graphics was made with AI

The Flight of Gulls

made for good headphones

method: harp, drumsticks, voice, shoegaze, etc
narration: in my mind, there's been this convoluted, overly-complex story playing out about a diplomat losing a note on a sidewalk and media spinning its content into disrespect and all that .... when all this poem really is about is a reminder to mentally adapt to and cater for the usual range of diversity, I guess.
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

all those who come here
hold dear what they fear
most in attendance
are in ego-state trance
some of those present
are neurodivergent
while we'd long to see
more of those thriving on empathy

reminder

I had approached Jeff (stonerjazz) to help me out with a beginning I had ... this here has  evolved over time. wow, what a flame flaring! 

credits:
STONERJAZZ: lyrics, guitar, voice, various instruments and sounds
SONIC STRUCTURES: lyrics, t resonator on contact mics, voice, various instruments and sounds, mix

onion peel pt i to iv

onion peel pt i to iv - prominently featuring stonerjazz

Terraform Now

Montage et photographies :
@ 2024, Chartrand Saint-Louis
Lien vers la vidéo : https://youtu.be/YtOpv0vo2fY 

Musique :
@ 2024, pièce de piano, titre : "Éveil printanier", par Albert, 2:28 min.

Mixage, révision et sonorisation par Albert

Éveil printanier

"Éveil printanier", par Albert; Mixage, révision et sonorisation par Albert [lien vidéo]

Performed by David Cooper

Written by:

Music - David Cooper

Lyrics - Ron Todd

"Dust Clouds On The Horizon"

Heading out across the plain   
Eyes can't focus in the driving rain  
Horse is tired underneath my jeans 
Easy life ain't as easy as it seems  

Worked the ranches  rode the rodeo 
Risked it all on one last throw 
But as the time it turns to sand 
Worldly goods here in my hand

Chorus

They say life is special  
They say life is good   
But the cold still gets underneath this hood 
But when the sun comes out  
Feel It burns like fire 
And the prairie dust gets higher and higher 

Old guitar strapped to my back 
Singing songs at the roadside cafe (sang caf)
Like Bronson said along the way 
Might go back  maybe some day 

Chorus

Bridge

Days leaving money lying on a night stand 
Women I’ve known some good  some bad
Some had grace just like a ballerina 
Others they rocked it  rocked it like Tina

Guitar break
 
Dreamt about a tired old man 
He was sitting by a rusty old van  
Watching waves come to the shore
Felt I’d walked this way before

I realised this guy was me 
Songs replaced by senility 
Poured myself a whisky glass 
Glory days they just don't last
 
Chorus

Give it everything you can 
Cos when it's over then it's over  
Whether woman or a man 

And that prairie dust just gets higher and higher
Yeah it just gets higher and higher

Dust Clouds On The Horizon (Cooper/Todd Collaboration)

Old track taken from "Eterociclica" (circa 1999). A description of the suggestions inspired by the molecular structure of the Thiazole molecule.

Electric guitar, real-time loops and electronics.

Tiazolo (1999)

Found

Standing Tall And Ready

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. After all, sound is one way my poems know to materialize - insolently shapeshifting, indelibly greening into the cultural real.

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)

onion peel pt i to iv - prominently featuring stonerjazz

sonic structures and silent stretches

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