not pleasing but finding your way, bravo!

I guess those stories were meant to scare the children and to get them in order for the dangerous life. They still scare me and this, your song, is like a scary movie. Great job!

Gretchen must have been a wil-o-whisp or a dummy. and Hansel didn't make out too bad. their end wasn't gruesome intrigued Jo. intrigued

@user-936947521: Thank you, Frans. Much appreciated!

Intriguing static...comes like a mist in a true fairytale ending. Bravo!

Love this!  Evocative journey through the dimensional aperture

method: layering, understanding which kind of noise suits where
narration: what happens to characters in children‘s stories after the fairy-tale‘s told? to follow up on grimm‘s tale of two children lost in the woods, this soundscape drowns the first and the last poem of my kaleidoscope-cycle in apt kinds of noise. this static arises along the edges, ledges, margins and rims where the uncollected and recollected protrudes into the unknown. ah, the wind sings! 
image: copyright jo richter

headphones recommended

poem 1 (originally title: morvarid) /copyright jo richter:

All Gretchen‘s life
she had made haste
to catch up on
refractions of her youth,

yet all the scattered
crumbs of light only
led her deeper and
deeper into the dark:

The world‘s a forest -
she placed her bounty
on a tree stump – with
sugar-coated death
patiently waiting
for her to arrive.


poem 2 (original title: yeohanan) /copyright jo richter:

By and by, Hänsel lost sight
of everyone. His parents vanished
in the maze of their empty pantry.
His sister, he lost in the dark.
He then left the forest, simply,
and was shanghaied in a hustle.

Having crossed the equator
on numerous seas, he managed
to blindside the crew and be left behind
on some remote jungle island.

Blinded by the bright
southern sun, he lived on
in a kaleidoscope world, con-
fusing himself for light‘s shadow.

the static after the fairy-tale

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

.... 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)

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