Name: Cascader [ naviarhaiku558 ] by tetkik ve tedavi
Duration: 4 min 26 s
Description: Inspired by a haiku, thank you Naviar Records for the opportunity!

Lovely how the tiny sonic drops form into a musical stream.

I am smiling the whole time. Love where this piece wanders to!  This was the thing you did with the Dreadbox out of the box? Cool!

Violin-bow on electric guitar, analog bass synthesizer, effect pedals, unsynchronised loops, two tube amps, field recording (thunderstorm at night). All sounds, mixing and production: VSS. Image: Kottbusser Tor Subway Station, Berlin (photo: VSS)

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Inspired by a haiku, thank you Naviar Records for the opportunity!

Cascader

Cascader [ naviarhaiku558 ]

Still had time to taste some crystals of silence, before the devil began to distort the transparent symmetry.
Hands with arched nails pull up the white raw silk stockings to her knees; she feels a renewed spirit, even though she knows the stockings will eventually come down again.
You can already hear the mud walking outside.
She goes out to buy milk bread at the cafe, when she opens the door of the building; she gives in to the dream the primacy of guiding her, tiptoe over water lilies.
A sting each time a bottle was dropped at the bottom of the recycling bin, she thought of the neighbors who were still sleeping, would they receive messages in their dreams that weren't written on the bottles?
She was reading a book like an actress in rehearsal as she walked down the street in autopilot mode, her knuckles brushing against the fresh morning myths; she was possessed by images in the heavy, noisy air, lines of passion in fragmentation.
People running on the small stone walkway with burning pain in their knees and heels.
He arrives at the cafe, sits down on the terrace where the sun shines, a breath of coffee spreads in the air with mysterious symbols. Under the water mirror of a small lake, roots in the form of clock hands that do not give in to the call of time, clinging to childhood, giant egg in the center of the lake half out of water, has a crack, is full of blood, through the blood a way. In the distance, a rocky slope, dismembered, alienated trees.
Cobalt-blue bodice, pointers tremble little needle screams, shadows in the eyes of the titties, two twin chapels, between them goes the size of your soul, close your eyes and remain static, cathedral of flavors of private cultivation, the pink mouth gives itself naked in the open air a procession courting the skin. Fine silk on which a heart of light is drawn falls from her breasts, with her hands she brushes away things like abracadabra, awakened mystery, creator plush, desert cross, chalice between her legs, soda with bubbles, she plays the organ.
Tights tucked over the head
Horse with a tank top dress pulled over the head
A fishing boat pull rope
Pregnant belly blindfolded
Hair roots
Everything turned upside down
Egg

7-11-2024 translation in description

The ancient and languid waters of the sea of death

This episode features music made by Naviar's community inspired by Tachibana Hokushi’s poem “I write, erase, rewrite / erase again, and then / a poppy blooms”.

Tracklist:

Marco Lucchi - A poppy blooms 
Stan Magendanz - I write, erase, rewrite 
Cryxuss - Write, Erase, Rewrite 
Lazenbee Industries - write erase rewrite 
GROUNDFORMS - Erase Blooms 



Credits:

music intro: “This ruined house” by Tuonela
voice intro: Ian Joyce
cover image: Micah Hallahan

Naviar Broadcast is a radio programme curated by Naviar, broadcasted on Resonance Extra every Wednesday at 7pm UK time. Thirty minutes of experimental music made in response to a weekly assigned haiku poem.
To have your music featured on the show, you'll have to participate in the Haiku music challenge: https://www.naviarrecords.com/about/naviar-haiku
support the show: https://www.naviarrecords.com/support-us/

Naviar Broadcast #337 - I write, erase, rewrite – Wednesday 18th September 2024

Megaburst

Right needs left; up needs
Down. Going east on a train
Now headed westward

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Original music & haiku poetry by Bob Weathers

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Cascader [ naviarhaiku558 ]

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