Version 7 (19 et 20 février 2022)
Version 8 (29 mai 2022)

Texte : Yves Béal (https://uneuro.org/artistes/yves-beal)

Composition, voix provisoire : Bribinvoile 

Guitare : Alain de Bordo (@user-14402650-180508534 , www.facebook.com/alainleclercqdebordo/)

Flûte : Patoche (@user-858353623)

Image par Kranich17 de Pixabay

Allez, viens ! (texte : Yves Béal)

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This song fits always, but especially to the situation at the moment.

If I Got A Hammer (Pete Seeger Cover)

©ElectroTrek 4 12 2022/All rights reserved.
Open for collaboration at my discretion, & with my consent ONLY. /'

Pair Abnormal Activity

Masonic

Electronic dance track depicting the circle of life

Circle Of Life

Words and music Antipodeans 2022. Recorded and engineered at Grovehill Studio, and mastered by Dr Hackey at the Hackey Sack

Heaven

Dedicated to Dr. Santiago Soto Obrador, thanks for everything.

Piece For Piano T

Method: Once again, The Pull of the Past (https://soundcloud.com/thepullofthepast) showed kindness in allowing me to integrate one of his compositions into a poetry soundscape.  This time, it is the hauntingly beautiful Autumn Hearted: https://soundcloud.com/thepullofthepast/autumn-hearted The copyright for this part of the composition remains with him. Please listen at his place - a powerhouse of inobtrusive creativity. 

Narration: This soundscape uses noise, music, voice and a field recording to create dense space and to narrow in on https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Misophonia . A few days ago, I was recording a brook in the wide open field when two birds of prey started to have an extensive conversation - what could be more menacing to 'a shy little bird' - apart from all the intrusive sounds around it?

Lyrics / copyright jo richter:

stop being present within my body
she yells into her sister's persitant breathing
she so longs to silence the shared dorm room
it's fists, knives, headphones or leaving

the tireless roar of wheels in the streets
makes her shrink with disgust, shudder with horror
there is no room left for her focus to settle
a shy little bird screeching with terror

crowds of people are moving right through her
trampling, coughing, yelling, rushing
her attention disperses, disintegrating
sand on this beach, surrounded by ruins

a hospital clock ticks her awake
time's leaking faucet, relentless
strapped to a frame, exposed, she suffers
cliffside torture, tartarus, helpless

Artwork: By me, as usual.

Special Note: Somehow - hearing myself say 'sand' - I was momentarily transported back into a former composition of mine: https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sand-2012-relic?in=sonic-textures/sets/relics

autumn hearted

Misophonia - with The Pull of the Past

Sleep Walking (Through The Fields Remix)
Remix by Simon Irvine
Original Track by Carlos Vivanco - check it out here -https://soundcloud.com/carlosvivanco-1/sleep-walking
Additional lyrics by Simon Irvine:
"Floating, not believing
Sleep walking through the fields
Understanding is beyond me
This moment can’t be real"
Mastering by aNIofaDES

Sleep Walking (Through The Fields Remix)

Cargo

My ship finally is finally bringing it on home!

DeadMansShip

Electronic Musician. Signed to Pink Dolphin Music. Member of the Climatronica Collective. Music Reviewer for Music Talks. Follow Stuffamebobs on Twitter and Instagram and like Stuffamebobs on Facebook. If you like my music, check out my film clips on YouTube and subscribe to my channel.