Hi Jo, I just downloaded it and will let it simmer for a while for inspiration.

This poetry reading is open for download - so that you can create your own version as a soundscape or as music. Please SC message me if you do. I might react slowly or belatedly in the coming weeks - but I will react. Do not forget to credit the poem correctly (i.e. to me).

Method: Rough reading, still adorned with hiss and noise. After all, it's only supposed to be a first sketch, an inadequate template for whatever you create.
Narration: When I was a child playing hide and seek, I could not stand the tension of being connected by the mental link created by the common game and of simultaneously and actively creating separation, physically as well as perception-wise. Back then, I experienced a conundrum as old as life itself.

Lyrics/ copyright jo richter:

following the nutritional trail
a trilobite moves from a place
like that to a place like this

agile senses in a chitin shell
alarm in a world made of hunger
muscles react: volvation

when is it safe to stretch out again?
how long do you remain in stasis?
what is duration in trilobite terms?

you need to show strength, to feed,
to moult, to live your trilobite
lifestyle in cambrian waters

when does that urge undo precaution?
a theory of mind for trilobites
does not exist: we are not aware

of their mental cues, their inner states -
do they deliberate or just change shape
as some behavioural timer runs down?

in ancient seas, in its own time
a trilobite moves from a state
like that to a state like this

Trilobite Quandary - infos for creators in the description

Penumbra, Antumbra, Umbra

Yummy Yummies For Our Tummies

undone

this is another song recorded on a mt50 4track cassette........ ........not sure why i cant reply as my comments arnt being saved, cheers for the listen


hey babe what you thinking
have you gone and made up your mind
why this ship's, just drifting
and there aint no land in sight

no bell tower in the distance
no moon to guide the way
it's hidden far behind the darkness
waiting for dawn, morning brings another day
waiting for dawn

so long, we been waiting
for the tide to turn the other way
heavy rain, wind was howling
ripped right through our sails

and what waits down below
is much to deep to say
try as we might we can't get it right like the dawn
morning brings another day
waiting for dawn

Waiting For Dawn

Cast of characters:
Well-- @user-370942421-686440500 – Hakan – synth, beat, and seed idea
Surfers Like Us– @user-411502040 –Artur– guitar
Llanpsych– @llanpsych –Tez– guitar, mix, and production 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –five-string fretless bass guitar, synth

This song began with Artur inviting Josh onto a project that he and Hakan had just started that consisted of the beat and a synth line—the one that opens the song—supplied by Hakan. Josh added his five string fretless bass to it first, coming up with an idea of how it could sound. Then, Josh asked Tez to get in on it, too, because Tez not only has an affinity for the genre, but an aptitude for it, as well. After Tez laid down his hot guitar, Josh went back and played his idea, but accounted for Tez's jamming, too, this time. After the basic tracks were done, Artur brought his vibrato/delay guitar magic to the jam, too. Then, Josh added the various synth voices that you hear throughout. ​
  Every great song needs a great producer, and Tez was the man for this job. He brought it all together and used our various parts like a conductor uses different parts of a symphony. This is the fist song that Tez and Josh have done with Hakan. Artur and he are musical partners, so if you dig this song, you would probably like what's on their pages, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Ghost Train (with Artur, Josh and Tez)

Short dedication track to my fam 
who battled with addiction.

Miss you!

* Thanks everybody for the lovely support and kind words!
I don't take credit for all the beautiful sounds you hear in this creation.
All the credit goes to Ecstasy of Fumbling & Co.

Music is Life! Stay save

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Samples sources

Intro 
Movie Wrong Number (1959)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w5Ht88vZDMk

Soundcloud samples

Ecstasy of Fumbling
https://soundcloud.com/ecstasyoffumbling/tracks

Mountain Songs
https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs

Wildsilences
https://soundcloud.com/wildsilencez

Remixed by LS / 2024.

Life is a cold Paradise - RIP Rebel Georgie

Junius

Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Gary Reeves:  Drums
Hans-Michael Albers:  All other instruments, Arrangement & Production
(From the forthcoming album ‘From London To Hamburg’)

Photograph and post production by Dan Duchars.
Hans’ video: https://youtu.be/Lm8WoxCegRE?si=XFq1zX8Gkz3oLDmH

When you’re brainstorming ideas for album covers, you never really think they might involve placing yourselves in the middle of a road as traffic bears down on you.  However, that is precisely what we did.
Now I’m not one to tell tales but it was all Gal’s fault.  He thought our front cover  should feature an image of the entire band, which was quite compelling aside from the fact that we lived in London, Hans in Hamburg and have in reality never met.  But Gal had a mate called Dan (who lives in Norfolk, hence the title), a professional photographer whose comprehensive knowledge of Photoshop could bring the three of us together.
We’d always loved the pre-fame, Astrid Kirchherr portraits of The Beatles, taken during their club-playing, Hamburg days and two of these became our template - in focus subject occupying the foreground, covert and blurred figure (in our case, 2  figures) in the distance.
And so it was that, armed with a pin-sharp shot of Hans, we met with Dan to photograph the background scene which, as outlined previously, was in the middle of a busy side road.  Camera in hand, Dan teetered on a plastic crate as Gal and me  dodged back and forth to avoid a plethora of oncoming vehicles - everything from lorries to mobility scooters - who were, on the whole, very accommodating in the circumstances. Some even smiled and waved - at least I think that’s what they were doing…
We owe Dan so much, not only for his consummate skills and kindness but also for laying his life on the line in the name of art.  This song is for him.  (Terry Reeves)

I met a man called Dan holding a magical light
Viewing future moments, giving individual sight
Shadows from Hamburg, combination of skills
Show London reflection of a figure standing still

Chorus:
A flash of light, picture to follow
In black & white, diverse as tomorrow

Stand high in right places, enchanted vision of art
Friend of ageing musicians, sorcery skills from the heart
A Wizard conjuring cover, Kirchherr’s copy of claim
Painting light into a picture, producing Album in frame

Chorus

Viewing from height - sparks of vision
Seeing it tight - artist precision
Know left from right - avoid collision
Negative in sight - develop position

Chorus

Confidence in commitment, enjoying musical tracks
Working four to an image, platinum vinyl plaque 
Black and white cover photo, a clue why, when and who
Monochrome life connections, enjoy vision past to new

Chorus

A feeling it’s time to give a show
A feeling making history grow
A feeling, a feeling only one way to go
A feeling thinking fast going slow
A feeling Duchars photos will glow
A feeling CC one day will all know

FROM NORFOLK TO LONDON  - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Video)

‘audite cæli’
Modular Eudemonism.
Track created in 2021.

Tools :
Plaits (Pair of classic waveforms) > Mother-32 ext audio in.
Batumi (square) > Ultra-Random Analog (ext clk in).
URA A & B outs > M-32.
Monsoon (Clouds Parasite / Clouds mode).
Marbles, Ochd, Batumi (saw), Buff Mult.
Quad Vca, Black stereo mixer, Listen IO.
Recorded live and mastered with Logic Pro X.

Associated image : Petrus Major.

Canticum [modular eudemonism]

leftovers

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)

Trilobite Quandary - infos for creators in the description

sonic structures and silent stretches

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