Deep resonance,,It's so cool..Jo=Sick genius...Respect!

Amazing journey..very easy to get lost in there. Thanks for the trip!

Here is my latest song mastered by my wonderful Sander. @wane-of-summer

Hope you enjoy! 😊💕🎵🎹🎶🎤🎼🎧🌷

TEAR MYSELF AWAY…

JIM ANDERS _Zwanni

Tennisclub

David Z. a.k.a. @BlackMarketBrains and I previously collaborated on one other track that I have posted to my page (After the Bomb), and a handful of tracks that he has posted to his page (3 different remixes of a work in progress from me called Metallic, and a response to my open collab, Social Fabric)...

I'm happy to share this new one that I developed based on an open collab of his called Doc Avalanche Goes BeatBeatBeat! https://soundcloud.com/blackmarketbrains/doc-avalanche-goes-beatbeatbeat-open-collab

I love the original title but chose to simplify it a little bit. 

Hopefully more to come from the two of us!

Avalanche of Beats - w/ Black Market Brains

method: first, I created a shaman-monk-version (mostly ‚Gregorian‘ voice and jaw harp) on cassette tape (this is where some of the noise - especially in the first section - derives from) and zoom r20 with a vacuum-tube pre-amp for the voice ….. all of which I then treated like a field recording sample in Samplitude - sculpting it with vst instruments and effects. 
narration: it feels like I have sonified this poem a million times before …. which might be the case because I have lived through it that often - I and others I dearly care for …. but then again … I might have actually done so. it is also part of the cycle SONIC CASCADE published in  A SINGLE LOOP OF FORTUNES. Alternative titles are ‚TWO-PLACE‘ and ‚04s SAMPLE‘. For this publication, I simplify the title to  ‚SAMPLE‘.
Image: copyright jo richter. you see some of the instruments used in the shaman-monk-version, arranged with a bracelet as though displayed in a museum. 

poem / copyright jo richter:

two-place sleeps on the ground
and still doesn‘t know where it is -
all of its strings sound sound
in heaven-hellish bliss -
nothing, it says, goes amiss
that doesn‘t want to be found

sample

About the dissolution of a band.. particularly my former bands! Keeping one together is difficult and futile!! I’ve been cancelled a few times.. not for inerrant behavior, but for my beliefs, ha! I continue on! 😎… kinda like The Knaack meets Kurt Cobain, imho! Could be wrong.. I’ve def been known to b wrong, ha!!!

The Way The Cookie Crumbles

D'avoir mis son âme dans tes mains
Tu l'as froissé comme un chagrin
Et d'avoir condamné vos différences
Nous ne marcherons plus ensemble
Sa vie ne bat plus que d'une aile
Dansent les flammes, les bras se lèvent
Là où il va il fait un froid mortel
Si l'homme ne change de ciel pourtant, j'ai rêvé
J'ai rêvé qu'on pouvait s'aimer
Au souffle du vent
S'élevait l'âme, l'humanité
Son manteau de sang
J'irai cracher sur vos tombeaux
N'est pas le vrai, n'est pas le beau
J'ai rêvé qu'on pouvait s'aimer
À quoi bon abattre des murs
Pour y dresser des sépultures
À force d'ignorer la tolérance
Nous ne marcherons plus ensemble
Les anges sont las de nous veiller
Nous laissent comme un monde avorté
Suspendu pour l'éternité
Le monde comme une pendule qui s'est arrêtée
J'ai rêvé qu'on pouvait s'aimer
Au souffle du vent
S'élevait l'âme, l'humanité
Son manteau de sang
J'irai cracher sur vos tombeaux
N'est pas le vrai, n'est pas le beau
J'ai rêvé qu'on pouvait s'aimer
J'ai rêvé qu'on pouvait s'aimer
Au souffle du vent
S'élevait l'âme, l'humanité
Son manteau de sang
J'irai cracher sur vos tombeaux
N'est pas le vrai, n'est pas le beau
J'ai rêvé qu'on pouvait s'aimer
J'ai rêvé qu'on pouvait s'aimer
Au souffle du vent
S'élevait l'âme, l'humanité
Son manteau de sang
J'irai cracher sur vos tombeaux
N'est pas le vrai, n'est pas le beau
J'ai rêvé qu'on pouvait s'aimer
J'ai rêvé qu'on pouvait s'aimer
J'avais rêvé du mot aimer

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Is it time to make an authentic statement by supporting an artist? I am positive, it is. Now. 
Please consider obtaining 
https://stonerjazz.bandcamp.com/album/quintessential
If you do, you will even get to listen to a collaboration or two with yours truly.


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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sonic structures and silent stretches

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