Ave Maria

Heimsljós - World Light

VI - Hugsaðu um mig í miklu sólskini (Live) [feat. Magnús Ragnarsson, Hallveig Rúnarsdóttir, Eggert Reginn Kjartansson & Sif Margrét Tulinius]

I - Þar sem jökulinn ber við loft (Live) [feat. Magnús Ragnarsson & Sif Margrét Tulinius]

“Caminante, son tus huellas
 el camino y nada más; 
Caminante, no hay camino, 
se hace camino al andar.
 Al andar se hace el camino, 
y al volver la vista atrás 
se ve la senda que nunca
 se ha de volver a pisar. 
Caminante no hay camino 
sino estelas en la mar.” (A. Machado)
"Traveler, your footprints
are the only road, nothing else.
Traveler, there is no road;
you make your own path as you walk.
As you walk, you make your own road,
and when you look back
you see the path
you will never travel again.
Traveler, there is no road;
only a ship’s wake on the sea." (A. Machado)

Ligero de equipaje

Estelas en la mar

compo20250715 (Estelas en la mar)

Hvíld

Time Is Away and somewhere else every month on NTS. Each hour-long show uses music, alongside snippets of spoken word, to produce something that is part soundscape, part essay for the radio. 

From the host: _"In Winter, the earth is like a body grown old. Now, before spring’s sprouting, we see everything as it will be at the end."_ 
Find the full tracklist and related episodes on NTS: https://www.nts.live/shows/timeisaway/episodes/timeisaway-7th-december-2025

Time Is Away: The Fruit of this World is Falling 071225

Esta composición nació en el espacio entre Mi y La.

This composition was born in the space between Mi and La.

La voz quebrada

Mila

compo20251208 (Mila)

“Pequeño guardián de suaves patas,
con ojos vivos como la mañana,
Tiko, mi nube que nunca se apaga,
mi risa en días de casa callada.

Tu cuerpo es breve, tu amor inmenso,
cabe en mis brazos todo tu universo,
pero en tu cola —que danza sin freno—
va la alegría que al mundo sostengo.

Eres de nieve, de algodón tierno,
con un ladrido que espanta inviernos,
y en cada salto, tan leve y sincero,
me enseñas cómo se vive ligero.

Duermes en paz, sin culpa ni prisa,
sueñas con campos, con juegos, con risas;
y yo, al mirarte, también descanso,
porque tu amor no exige tanto.

Tiko, mi amigo, mi faro pequeño,
si tengo tu amor, no me falta el cielo.
Eres familia, ternura, consuelo,
el más leal de todos mis sueños.”
“Little guardian with soft paws,
with eyes as bright as the morning,
Tiko, my cloud that never fades,
my laughter on quiet days at home.

Your body is small, your love immense,
your whole universe fits in my arms,
but in your tail—which dances without restraint—
lies the joy I bring to the world.

You are made of snow, of soft cotton,
with a bark that chases away winters,
and in every leap, so light and sincere,
you teach me how to live lightly.

You sleep in peace, without guilt or haste,
you dream of fields, of games, of laughter;
and I, watching you, also rest,
because your love doesn't demand so much.

Tiko, my friend, my little beacon,
if I have your love, I lack nothing.
You are family, tenderness, comfort,
the most loyal of all my dreams.”

Retratos

Tiko

compo20200815 (Tiko)

"En marcos viejos, callados, duermen retratos del alma, rostros suaves, años alados, hogar tejido en la calma. Una risa, un gesto, un día, que el tiempo quiso guardar, familia en luz detenida que no deja de abrazar."
"In old, silent frames sleep portraits of the soul, soft faces, winged years, home woven in calm. A laugh, a gesture, a day, that time wanted to keep, family in still light that never stops embracing."

compo20181230 (Retratos)

“Acorta al tiempo breve la esperanza larga. Mientras hablamos, se habrá fugado el tiempo celoso. Abraza el día y dale el mínimo crédito al futuro.” (Horacio)
“Cut short long hopes. While we speak, jealous time will have fled. Embrace the day and give the least credit to the future.” (Horacio)

Abraza el día

compo20200728 (Carpe Diem)

Senderos por los que caminamos, ya sea en un bosque o en la vida, con un principio y un final, con cruces de caminos donde elegir, donde se hará de día y de noche, hará frío y calor, a ratos solo y a ratos acompañado.

Senderos

Ternura

compo20220402 (Ternura)

Fugaz

Auténtico

compo20220413 (Auténtico)

"If you want something in your life you've never had, you'll have to do something you've never done" (JD Houston)

Audaz

compo20221002 (Audaz)

Fugaz es un concepto que depende de la escala, fugaz es un suspiro y fugaz es toda una vida

compo20211224 (Fugaz)

“Bailan al viento las flores doradas,  
vestidas de blanco, con almas aladas.  
El sol las despierta con besos de luz,  
y el campo reluce con tonos de azul.  

Sus pétalos tiemblan, murmuran canciones,  
susurran secretos en dulces visiones.  
Las brisas las mecen con risa infinita,  
como un mar callado de flor y caricia.  

La tarde las cubre con sombras doradas,  
sus hojas se cierran, ya duermen calladas.  
Mañana, de nuevo, al alba bendita,  
florecerán libres... ¡oh, margaritas! “

“The golden flowers dance in the wind,
dressed in white, with winged souls.
The sun awakens them with kisses of light,
and the fields gleam with shades of blue.

Their petals tremble, murmur songs,
whisper secrets in sweet visions.
The breezes sway them with endless laughter,
like a silent sea of ​​flower and caress.

The afternoon covers them with golden shadows,
their leaves close, now they sleep silently.
Tomorrow, again, at blessed dawn,
they will bloom free... oh, daisies!”

El viaje a ninguna parte

Margaritas

compo20250330 (Margaritas)

“Cuando nadie me ve es mi propio tiempo  mi propio silencio
Cuando nadie me ve canta mi alma y percute mi corazón
Cuando nadie me ve es mi propio espacio frío y desolado
Cuando nadie me ve alcanzo a ver el sol detrás de la luna
Cuando nadie me ve siento los besos en el viento que quedaron en libertad
Cuando nadie me ve brillan las estrellas entre mis ojos
Cuando nadie me ve el reflejo del agua es mi única compañía
Cuando nadie me ve los árboles se mecen y lloran en el silencio junto a mi
Cuando nadie me ve arde el fuego invisible y ahogador
Cuando nadie me ve soy yo y mi desnudes
Cuando nadie me ve me encuentro nuevamente al inicio del camino, un nuevo camino
Cuando nadie me ve es cuando nadie puede saber que existo
Cuando nadie me ve puede ser el preciso tiempo en que nadie piensa en mí, quizá
Cuando nadie me ve encuentro mi niñez y la madures de las heridas
Cuando nadie me ve se aleja el mundo de mi
Cuando nadie me ve despierta el ciclón tímido y silencioso
Cuando nadie me ve y solo cuando nadie me ve... quizá no me dejo ver o talvez soy el más llamativo color del arcoíris, pero nadie me ve
Cuando nadie me ve” (Augusto Su)
"When no one sees me, it is my own time, my own silence.
When no one sees me, my soul sings and my heart beats.
When no one sees me, it is my own cold and desolate space.
When no one sees me, I can see the sun behind the moon.
When no one sees me, I feel the kisses in the wind that were set free.
When no one sees me, the stars shine between my eyes.
When no one sees me, the reflection of the water is my only company.
When no one sees me, the trees sway and weep in the silence beside me.
When no one sees me, the invisible and suffocating fire burns.
When no one sees me, it is me and my nakedness.
When no one sees me, I find myself again at the beginning of the path, a new path.
When no one sees me is when no one can know that I exist.
When no one sees me, it may be the precise time when no one thinks of me, perhaps.
When no one sees me, I find my childhood and the maturity of wounds.
When no one sees me, the world moves away from me.
When no one sees me, the timid and silent cyclone awakens.
When no one sees me, and only when no one sees me Look... maybe I don't let myself be seen, or maybe I'm the most striking color of the rainbow, but nobody sees me.
When nobody sees me" (Augusto Su)

Cuando nadie me ve

compo20250304 (Cuando nadie me ve)

“El viaje al paraíso que he soñado,
es un sendero de rosas y de espinas,
un paseo fugaz algo agrietado,
una simple aventura con rutinas.
 
Persuadido de encontrar ese destino,
afronto dignamente los problemas,
perseguir al final ese camino,
puede ser para mí un gran dilema.
 
Acosado por la inmediatez del tiempo,
decidido a resolver la disyuntiva,
seguiré el camino de las rosas,
evitando los senderos con espinas.
 
Conquistar al final ese gran reto,
puede ser una ilusión infructuosa,
al final la vida en sí, es solo un sueño
y una vida sin sueños no es hermosa..“ (J. Piñeiro)
“The journey to paradise I’ve dreamed of,
is a path of roses and thorns,
a fleeting, somewhat cracked stroll,
a simple adventure with routines.

Persuaded of finding that destination,
I face the problems with dignity;
pursuing that path in the end,
may be a great dilemma for me.

Haunted by the immediacy of time,
determined to resolve the dilemma,
I will follow the path of roses,
avoiding the paths with thorns.

Conquering that great challenge in the end,
may be a fruitless illusion;
in the end, life itself, is just a dream,
and a life without dreams is not beautiful.” (J. Piñeiro)

compo20250224 (El viaje a ninguna parte)

“The moon is my mother. She is not sweet like Mary.
Her blue garments unloose small bats and owls.”  ― Sylvia Plath

Track list and start times:
00:00  Dionisaf – Fountain of Desires
06:03  eumourner – The Oval Scream
14:21  KapTep – A Pattern to My Scars (Fumana Remix)
18:46  Mark Harwood – Scene VIII
22:30  Alessandro Barbanera – Good Old Floating Stone
26:55  fr0ggy5 – rain at night thru the open window cause good sleep and nice dream
28:05  Mark Harris – Approaching Tide - Heacham 1973
32:58  Night Note – the moon touched the earth
38:40  Terry Mullett – shadow in shade (naviarhaiku618)
42:28  Snowman Lost His Head – Llum recollida amb les mans (naviarhaiku620)
45:50  Porn Sword Tobacco – C1
52:44  Arash Akbari – III
58:49  Atticus Ross – Disillusion (from ‘Dispatches from Elsewhere’)
1:03:20  eumourner – Gargoyle II. Hatred in Stone
1:12:03  Laurent Pernice – Zombie
1:19:04  Taylor Deupree & Zimoun – Deviation IV
1:25:55  Jean-Claude Risset – Songes
1:34:40  Cousin Silas & Mint Deluxe – A Veil Of Tiers
1:41:24  Atticus Ross – The Architect (from ‘Dispatches from Elsewhere’)
1:47:29  fr0ggy5 – and we all rush madly toward the future
1:49:20  ausgesuchtestenohren - From an Old Tape (Uncanny) (excerpt)
1:54:18  Leslie Keffer – Invocation
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Image: Lexica.art


Eclectic current – The night the moon touched the earth

My passion from a very young age has been composing music on the piano as an amateur.

Composer and producer from Iceland 🇮🇸

UK creatives should listen to this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yK4wBWiozyM

You must hear this: https://vimeo.com/52766051

*****

Ed Brunsden was kind and patient enough to interview me for  his blog Desert... Mountain... Dust...  - you can read it at https://desertmountaindust.blogspot.com.au/2017/02/tuonela-primitive-progressive.html

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. ~ Aldous Huxley

All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it. ~ Jean Cocteau

All music is beautiful. ~ Billy Strayhorn
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I've become addicted to drone. Again. I was the kid with his head on the piano, listening to the overtones die away, or pressing his ear to the steel hull of the ferry, enthralled by the sounds it created. I was the kid who formed wordless songs to accompany the sound of train wheels on a long journey, or hummed along with the fan on a hot day.

In the 60s I used to play my 45s on 16, or backwards, or by hand using razor blades as stylii.

I made cut-up tapes on a cheap cassette recorder in the 70s and experimented with reel-to-reel in the 80s. 

Thank you Subotnick, Lygeti, Coltrane, Jimi, Mimaroglu, Eno, Cluster, Tangerine Dream, Klaus Schulze, Frank Zappa, Pink Floyd, Kraftwerk, Throbbing Gristle...

I am not a musician. I am a scavenger of sounds. I use the most basic software to process those sounds, stretching and filtering until something emerges that makes a joyful noise. Or not...

NTS is a global radio platform broadcasting music from over 50 cities around the globe, live 24/7.

New tracks tagged #modern Classical