sonic structures and silent stretches (longest playlist name ever)

method: vst, mainly, and balabolka TTS - until Jeff plucked his guitar into that magic pedal .... I had to dumb the upload down from wav to mp3 to make soundcloud accept it.

narration: you might be familiar with the lyrics - yes, this is the very poem you have heard on Hakan's Shuffle in a different setting ;-)

image: copyright jo richter (using elements photographed on a theatre in Budapest in 2009)

Poem / copyright Jeff Gardiner and jo richter:

in the nick of time
he gave in to dissent
for the mute perceptive mime
manically made him raise his head and unmaimed hand in mine

praise the unerring rebellion
in subconsentious unison
the empty shells of every single silly little thing
ahh, the knell, the bells, fashioned from our fathers’ coral vaults

selling out, shelling round, all around in disarray
vainly making everybody wane and wade into the fray
with withered, bamboo-watered canes - - - fracking shist
where our homes are still purported to exist

while scattered scraps of all things past, scantily, scantily clad,
protrude and flutter in the wind, strained and restrained by the net
of pleasant pleas - and subltleties are colors bright and crude -
watch the Mad Hatter's stint unwind in minor keys -
i thought that that - that hat that sat so squat- was you

at the academy of sovereignty
where massive piles of bones and crows
dominate the dark demeanor of the distant
tears of laughter, tears of loudly lovin’ laughter, that's exactly what we're after

in the purple land of diffidence
buying purple brands of pale deliverance
in the hidden forgotten region, religion
where forgetting – like neglecting - is an optional behavior
and of course, everybody's carcass, corpse keeps looking for a savior

down by the trodden, the unsavoury sovereign shouted
raw with the rotten game of galactic gallows and thrones
ah the one and only poet of starvation
standing in the market of used emotion

endless aisles, end base piles of sadness
masters mean and dirty and their slaves
bargain bins of binary longing, belonging, unrequited love
there’s a sale on betrayal - two for a dollar and three for none

thought i saw a broken bit of joy that once belonged to me
Though when i had it, it was absolutely free
Now they're askin’ fifty, literally frivolous dollars--

mother of deception of the self
see me on my knees, subordinate
to her immaculate calamity
that has transactional realities cooperate
under towers dark with blinded blinds
of my infantile infinity--

i asked my shadow: would she follow me
like a puppy with a crush, herself a pet invertebrate,
to inclinations more persian, more parisian than her will or mine
where i might find a package deal on Love -

on the moon, it read in slowly moving neon letters -
shadows neither show nor speak concerning primal matters!
no, said I, shadows squall and squeal and squeak

drinking gin on the rocks is not that bad at all
since it became impossible to find an Avacado
or my favorite alcohol
just don't answer when she fails to call-

kung tze in the subway car

Kung Tze in the Subway Car - with stonerjazz

method: minilogue xd, zoom r12, swiss german voice leni on magix hub, samplitude

narration: at my age, it might be time to pretend to know about personal panic modes ;-)

image: panikhase on the minilogue, copyright jo richter



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poem / copyrght jo richter:

der panikhase in trance und ekstase

im wirbel der grünen, der gelben, der roten

der panikhase hat dreizehn pfoten

die batterien sind schwupps geliehen

der panikhase hat schon verziehen

die elektrische spinne der zehntausend sinne

der panikhase in trance und ekstase

interlinear translation: the panic rabbit // the panic rabbit in trance and exstasy / in a whirlwind of the green, the yellow, the red / the panic rabbit has thirteen paws / the natteries are borrowed, just like that / the panic rabbit has already been absolved / the electric spider has ten thousand senses / the panic rabbit in trance and extasy

panikhase

Howdy,

Welcome to TBD.

All these creations are made by hard work and years upon years upon years of practice and trying to explain this world and the human condition to myself in the process through poems & songs.

Thanks for all of your wonderful support.

Peace and Love to Everyone,

Carl Culliton



What playing music does to your brain

https://youtu.be/R0JKCYZ8hng?si=KJt33NWjUo63ieAm



A nice David Bowie Interview here:

https://youtu.be/JRtZc_Nmo5w?si=1g1Wag87NdEumAc4

sonic structures and silent stretches (longest playlist name ever)

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