Galway love
Galway power
Pure west rock
Good Connaught flower
Limestone walls weave through land
Unimposing treats by hand

Unjulating paths and roads
It's post man pat Galwegian codes
It's plenty farm
Old trees still wait
For mindto give them rebirth bait

The nicest folk quite proud as punch
Dear Cliffs of Mohar tipping tourist bunch
Economy to keep good green
By hand and rain and wind and sea

This power is pure
A viscious still
Nature shows pure Earth with will
Galway forever
Give me pill
You're wild and clever
Good fenian fill

Dia dhuit
Good Eire gold
The finest wit you feed with soul
This ash die back sees weeps of land
Great Oaks look on acorn at hand

Red fox, Hedgehog, Stoat, Badger, Otter
Thanks for having family squatter
Stay strong dear friends
You power this place
Have Galway now good human race

Galway (Poem)

Chale, Skul No Be Joke is a real Ghana street anthem — Azonto bounce meets pure hustle vibes. With raw Pidgin, sharp humor, and truth from the trenches, it tells the story of students grinding for greatness, no matter the struggle. From trotro rides to learning under mango trees, this one be for every youth wey still dey try.


Chale, Skul No Be Joke

tousthizzle

Scalar fields – with Jeff Gardiner
all instruments and voices: Jeff Gardiner 
modulation, arrangement and all that: jo richter
lyrics: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter
image: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter



He told me bout the trail in the tunnel
that i'm walking while
i'm thinking other peoples thoughts
little voices
like your father's father's father's
farther than the others
all combined and confined to a tunnel of your thinking
turn that little voice off in your head
he said
you may find it advantageous
in the long run
there's an exit but you gotta take it
While riding on the boxcars full of other people's junk
pulled by trains of thought
on shaky rails

the river rages while my faucet drips
consolation amasses around my hips
off the memory slide we slip
past pointers on the clock
ten times as tall as me
on the precipice of the sheer enormity of it

that old man who sat along the path
with bamboo cane and haversack
he said, while serving me
beans and rice and fruit and tea and bread
turn that little voice off in your head--

scalar fields pt 2: fractal fields - with stonerjazz

nathequb

hear the original!!
https://soundcloud.com/wellenhafen/little-helper?
it is amazing!
remix made entirely out of original

wellenhafen  " little helper" remix by fr0ggy5

Backing Track provided by JamTracksChannel ==> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pvAtxNa8ZvI

ABOUT TO FALL
V1
Well, you’re lookin’ pretty old
Shameful as can be
You’re feelin’ pretty cold
The world is your enemy
Lady Liberty
Ain’t no lady at all
Everything about this place
A lie ten-feet tall

CHORUS
America
America, you could’ve had it all
But like every evil empire before or to come
America, you’re about to fall

V2
The two-party system
It’s got to go
If they thought it would do us good
They wouldn’t let us vote
Building back better
Ain’t building nothing at all
You’ll never reach Heaven
Towers, no matter how tall

America
America, you could’ve had it all
But like every evil empire before or to come
America, you’re about to fall

V3
And you’re lookin’ pretty fat
At least in high places
The people smell a rat
See it in their faces
Once had a dream
What it was I can’t recall
Takin’ it day by day
Waitin’ on the fall

America
America, you could’ve had it all
But like every evil empire before or to come
America, you’re about to fall, fall-fall-fall

Fall
About to fall
Fall
About to fall
Fall
About to fall
Fall
About to fall, fall-fall-fall

America
America, you could’ve had it all
But like every evil empire before or to come
America, you’re about to
F
A
L
L ……..

© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved


ABOUT TO FALL

Nostalgic boats - 4-7-2025

FUN FACT: 2024's 4th of July Hotdog eating contest in Chicago's winner was Bertoletti. He ate 58 hotdogs in 10 minutes.  It'd take me over 10 minutes just to eat one...If I took my sweet time!  
Tune into the news as the 2025 Chicago hotdog eating contest is going on now--That is IF you can 'stomach' watching it! ...I think I lost my appetite just thinking about someone else scarfing it down so fast...Ew, my gag reflex is kicking in, ah oh!!

🥳🦶🏼🔥👑👅🌭🥤🧊🍺⁂©All Rights Reserved 07-2025
©Lyricist, Mixing, Mastering, Pro License, & Creator: Lady ElectroTrek
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TITLE: GRILLING & CHILLING
______________________________________________________________
LYRICS:
(Verse)
Flip the patties watch 'em sizzle hot
Sun is blazing but the shade's my spot
Cooler packed with drinks and ice so fine
Grilling and chilling yeah this day is mine

(Chorus)
Grilling and chilling with the squad so tight
Smoke in the air as the sun takes flight
Laughter echoes in the golden light
Grilling and chilling feels so right

(Verse 2)
Tongs in hand I’m the barbecue king
Friends are dancing let the good times swing
Corn on the cob dripping butter so sweet
Barefoot on the grass feel the summer beat

(Bridge)
Let the smoke rise let the music play
This is how we own a summer day
Flavors popping in the warm night glow
Grilling and chilling is the only way to go

(Chorus)
Grilling and chilling with the squad so tight
Smoke in the air as the sun takes flight
Laughter echoes in the golden light
Grilling and chilling feels so right

(Verse 3)
Fireflies are twinkling stars in disguise
Marshmallows roasting under moonlit skies
Cool breeze whispers as the night rolls in
Grilling and chilling let the party begin

'Meet' on Fire

Grilling & Chilling

I heard someone say that they're never
gonna go away
and if I won't take 'em in...then all will be lost this day
yea
and the walls are pressing in
and U feel the room in spin
clutching on ur heart...
strangling in the dark
...while ur falling apart
and U say: I can't breathe...tho there's all
this air
and I'm reelin in my feels
wondering if U still care
yea
I'm down and sobbing...and my hope's
no longer poppin
leaking love in the absence
in the tear...and I pine for U
commit crimes for U
sat myself in the depths of hell
where I stir and stew my brew
babe, cause I don't kiss and tell
yea
and the walls are pressing in
and U feel the room in spin
clutching on ur heart...
strangling in the dark
...while ur falling apart

In The Tear (Tare)

Lovely Backing Track provided by Bryan Bow ==>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lwqGBfNLu8k
WAITING TO LIVE
If only you could get good grades
Get a car, maybe get laid
If only you could get a good job
If only you believed in God
Bleeding quietly inside
Dyin’ to enjoy the ride
Taken for a sad-sucker
More downers than there’s uppers

CHORUS
Waiting, waiting to live
Given it all you got to give
Your ship is long overdue
This world by design devours you

The truth, can’t make heads or tails
No wind enters your sails
Empty bed for an easy-chair
And the weather is never fair
Bleeding quietly inside
Wishin’ to step off the ride
Taken for a sad-sucker
Singin’ for so little supper

CHORUS
Waiting, waiting to live
Given it all you got to give
Your ship is long overdue
This world by design devours you

Whoa-whoa, Whoa-whoa

Golden years is a mockery
Sweat on your brow a travesty
Your own face you don’t recognize
Your heart and soul pulverized
Bleeding quietly inside
Ridin’, you’re just ridin’ the tide
Taken for a sad-sucker
Can’t blame it on your dead mother

CHORUS
Waiting, waiting to live
Given it all you got to give
Your ship is long overdue
This world by design devours you

Whoa-whoa, Whoa-whoa

If only you could get good grades
Get a car, maybe get laid
If only you could get a good job
If only you believed in God
Bleeding quietly inside
Dyin’ to enjoy the ride
So says the sad trucker
This life is a, a mother-f*cker

CHORUS
Waiting, waiting to live
Given it all you got to give
Your ship is long overdue
But this world by design devours you…devours you, whoa

© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved


WAITING TO LIVE

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)

scalar fields pt 2: fractal fields - with stonerjazz

sonic structures and silent stretches