Vidéo :  https://youtu.be/l7nHfzLyBbw

Décrocher     (Translated after the French text )

Texte et chant : Muette
Musique           :  Alain Illos

Les berceaux se vident,
Les mains se recroqu'villent.
L’or du temps file
Sur le corps des filles,
Corps d'éphémérides,
De consigne sans clé,
De bagage oublié.
Le monde a tourné.
Trois secondes ont suffi
Pour que celle-ci vrille
Comme la vigne
Au mur adossée.
Trois secondes
Pour qu’elle aille au tabac
Ach'ter des clopes
Et n' revienne pas.
Sans enfants pour menottes,
Ce fut facile.
J'en ai connu une,
De corps gracile
Et d'âme heureuse
Qui, à la lune gibbeuse,
Faisait des rêves
À vous glacer le sang :
Fallait la consoler
Par des baisers de miel
Et du lait chaud.
J'ai aussi connu celle
Qui cachait son magot
Sous son mat’las
Et ses élans d’amour
Sur son compte postal
Bien qu’ça rapporte que dalle.
Les bouteilles se vident,
Les lits, les réservoirs,
Les mémoires et les poches
Et celles qui se souviennent
Ont le corps lourd
Des vieilles enseignes
Que l’vent décroche.

Pick up

Cradles empty,
Hands curl up.
The gold of time flies
On girls' bodies,
Bodies of ephemerides,
Lockers without keys,
Forgotten luggage.
The world has turned.
Three seconds were enough
For this one to twist
Like a vine
Against the wall.
Three seconds
For her to go to the tobacconist's
To buy cigarettes
And never come back.
Without children for handcuffs,
It was easy.
I knew one,
With a slender body
And a happy soul
Who, under the gibbous moon,
Had dreams
To make your blood run cold:
She needed to be comforted
With kisses of honey
And warm milk.
I also knew the one
Who hid her loot
Under her mat'las
And her bursts of love
In her post office account
Even though it doesn't bring in a dime.
The bottles are empty,
Beds, tanks,
Memories and pockets
And those who remember
Their bodies are heavy
Of old signs
That the wind picks up.

Décrocher  avec Muette

procedure: Jeff and jo co-composed the lines that eventually made it into the lyrics. Jeff then selected and condensed those lines into a single poem and recorded a spoken version. jo added some modulation and instrumentation, mostly urban field recordings and vst (organ, cello, choir) in quite a gritty mix. Jeff created a mellotron track as well as a remodulation of the reading and jo added some delayed quitar and incorporated all of that into the mix.  Eventually, Jeff performed an amazing e-bow solo which jo aðded into the brew - asking his software to also magic up some time reversal and stretching .... ah, the hermetic arts of the mixing desk! image: copyright jo richter


lyrics / copyright Jeff gardiner and jo richter:

I dreamed of bees and she's ensconced 
lovingly covered in wax and honey
in her shock

Coy teenagers carry their mothers' frigid deferral
on their sleeves
enticing the junk yard louts -
creating silver bullets for the gentlemen of lore

The porter took the luggage through a doorway made of fog
- snake masters of the charming trades and the Gorgon in the lobby
offer terror as a benefit and hobby 

Fake slaughter of willing lambs
souls embalmed in resin prayers
heretics and fools
buying artificial artifacts from the vendors
in the palace lobby after hours

While towers in the distance seem to shimmer
in the brilliant heat of golden stars exploding
in the summer of his thoughts
while the unborn spawn of heavy metal Gibson psalms
is inspired by the razor wire, sharp and coiled
and singing in the wind

psalms - by jeff and jo

https://www.beatport.com/release/iii-lp/3590439

MMXXIVIIPKFRM

Connecticut - Hartford rain

Watch the video on Youtube:
https://youtu.be/35pLxCLsTDs
https://youtu.be/DbKYEEUCCZE

http://www.youtube.com/@DerensixTwilightElegies

Mourning In The Mist

ah si la musique pouvait adoucir même les cœurs durs! (un nouveau pop rock, avec le piano électrique et le flügelhorn)

sweet hard heart

My Dude MZRPKLPS on Beats https://soundcloud.com/mzrpklps?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Be sure to Like Listen and Follow My Brother https://soundcloud.com/mzrpklps?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Oh I Wish That We Could All Just Get Along 
And Sing A Special Little Fucking Song 
Pointing Our Fingers
Widening The Divide 
And Telling One Another
That They Are On The Wrong Side 

lyrics By The Junez
Recorded @ Studio B 

hATE cATEZ  4 eVA

Agent's Of karma Ft MZRPKLPS   Reject Beatz

P.C. R.H

As a surprise the great Innocent Darkness (https://www.innocentdarkness.eu/) did a fantastic re-take on my uno tekno track. He is not on Soundcloud so visit him here:
https://innocentdarkness.bandcamp.com/

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQoE9wQwDcE0tL2sv5ThQOg

noxpox - uno tekno - (Innocent Darkness re-take)

MMXXVIXXIIIFRMRSSWTHLV

Mr. Beat

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

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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)

psalms - by jeff and jo

sonic structures and silent stretches