Λ$Η3$ SAMPLE CHALLENGE V.2 (CLOSED)

You said, "If you step up closer to the edge you'll get a better view. And I'll make sure you don't fall down..." I wish that that was true. Little things can say a lot. They add up one by one. Some big words don't amount to much when damage has been done. I've got no answer - time to phone a friend. I got no answer - feeling like a trend. I have my whisky glass half full again, but some things never last. I'm happy to be led astray - I've shown that in the past. Left alone, the brambles take control. Roses choked and paths revoked. Memories swallowed whole. Where did our summer go? Some days flash fast, others drag so slow. Some lost in limbo. We wanted you near when the floods came. Where did you hide from the rain? Over time the brambles took control. Roses choked and paths revoked, friendships swallowed whole. Where did our summer go? Some days flash fast, others drag so slow. Some lost in limbo. We needed you here when the floods came. Where did you hide from the rain? So my whisky glass is full again, but some things never last. I'm ready to be led astray - can't blame that on my past. If I step up closer to the edge I'll get a better view. And you'll make sure I don't fall down? ... I wish that that was true

Step Up

standing at the edge
no steps to take
just air
just static

voices hum in safety talk
calculated care
risk mapped to death
I breathe
still here

AT THE EDGE

Last One Standing.

legacy: https://soundcloud.com/ash3smrk, https://soundcloud.com/ash3s666, https://soundcloud.com/ashes666

G3NOT /ˈdʒiːnɑːt/
You read the name. But do you hear it?
I'm not here to fit in - I'm here to short-circuit your algorithm.
Noise with a grin. Silence with intent.
G3NOT: The glitch you can't debug.

/breɪk/

This isn't music - it's sabotage in stereo.
Smile. It's not a mask.
G3NOT - your skip button's existential crisis.

/breɪk/
I am a Klangfurtoniker.
Not a musician. Not a therapist. Not a performer.

I shape moods,
not because they are beautiful,
but because they exist.

I take the moment,
fold it like a piece of paper –
audible.
tangible.
I shape it into a frequency
that fits me.

Not perfect.
Not pleasant.
But real.

The heartbeat as bass,
my breath as a pad,
my smile as a subtle glitch.
And within it all –
a Joker.
Laughing inside me,
because I found the tone
in which I can bear myself.

I don’t project outward.
I let the inside become audible.

I am my own space,
my own speaker,
my own echo.

I am a Klangfurtoniker.
I hear myself –
and keep shaping.

/breɪk/

Electronic. Rough. Probably still far from finished – but who says you have to start quietly?
I make music for myself. And share it, because silence isn’t always the better choice.
Just a beginning. In waves and noises.

We all have our stories. Here's some of mine. Some are very real and some are more than a wee bit made up.  Here's a selection of my songs I've written and recorded at home over the years.  I aim to mix my broad tastes together to make something worth listening to. From subtle to blatant; from delicate to boisterous; from earworms to experiments. Let me know what you think or if you'd like to use these songs in any way.

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