Really enjoying the pensive nature of this Really does feel just like proxima interior--the bells such a nice touch:)

i think stonerjazz has nailed it with the word pensive, occasionally there are little trails of hope but they circle back into a closed circuit, the accordian sound calls from faraway, its unreachable and accentuates the isolation

method: it‘s complicated. it is, really. in as many ways as this one came about.
narration: my poem Proxima*  served as illustration for the sensory overload some people experience during a normal reading. there is no point in replicating the poem here since it has become part of an overwhelming sensory phenomenon. 
image and everything else: copyright jo richter

* published in the cycle Das Buch der Anmutung in Die Odradek Variationen

proxima interior

Piano Concerto 1 - Movement 1

Stay Within The Lines

Featuring Purpose from Jeryia J. Please enjoy

Purpose

a journey into deep mind and soul...full of emotion and feelings
let this groove reach your heart and spirit

Fat Crunchy Banging Dings

Hope is in the air — a wind that is fierce enough to lift kites and rattle wind chimes, but gentle enough to free specks caught in a spider’s web. To become windswept is to go with the flow, keeping faith in a good future, and to do what you know to do to make hope come alive.

A neoclassical treatment with a little hip hop beat.

DAW Apple Logic Pro X
MIDI Akai MPK Professional  55-65-55 bpm
 E-Instruments used: Concert Grand Echo Piano Clarinet Solo 
Cellos Marimba Breathy Vox E-Percussion: Timpani
Timpani Tremolo Crescendo Analog Dream
Bass ’N Drum Remix
Lo-Fi Remix Studio Brush Kit

Audio of wind and wind chimes recorded live, February 24, and May 29, 2024.

Photo by Carolina Kaboompics (with alterations) at pexels.com
https://www.pexels.com/photo/orange-fabric-blown-by-wind-near-body-of-water-4711951/

Windswept

Valeblossom II

Psycho Path (2019) Anthology CD4 Track 04

Come On Home

Land of dreams

⚠️Disclaimer: This song makes fair use of the name 'Superman' in a general context and is not affiliated with or sponsored by DC Comics or its subsidiaries.

Have you ever dreamed of being a superhero and solving all the world's problems? Well, this song is a bit of a glimpse into that dream!😉

Lyrics:

All the things 
That I can see  
Every time  
I take a look at the news of the world

Are all about  
The madness and evil and grief 
And murders  
It makes no sense at all

I would like to be  
The Mighty Superman  
With the power to help  
This mad world  
Every time I can  
I would like to be  
The Mighty Superman  
So I could stop all the wars of the world  
Much more 
Than I can

What can I do 
But to sing this song  
What can I do  
But to stay alive  
What shall I do  
But to keep the faith  
What shall I do  
But to hold on tight  
I'll keep the dream alive

I would like to be  
The Mighty Superman  
I'd fly faster than light to stop  
The bad things  
Every time I can  
I would like to be  
The Mighty Superman  
Maybe I could turn back time and avoid the wars  
If I were Superman

If I only were Superman  
If I only were Superman

Life  
Is just what it seems  
Life is so real  
Much more real  
Than you can think  
In your dreams  
Your dreams of glory  
Fading away  
In the real life  
Of every day

All the things  
That I can see  
Before I fall asleep  
Are just a summary  
Of evil times we're living in

Everything  
Fades to black  
In the dark of the night  
There's nothing left

All the things  
That I can see  
Before I fall asleep  
Are just a summary  
Of evil times we're living in

Everything  
Fades to black  
In the dark of the night  
There's nothing left

I would like
To be the Mighty Superman  
With the power to help  
This mad world  
Every time I can  
I would like to be  
The Mighty Superman  
So I could stop all the wars of the world  
Much more than I can
As a normal man
Yeah much more 
Than I can

Mighty

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)

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