First track of my latest album "Desierto/Deseo" Kalemine Records-Intronauta Music.
https://kalaminerecords.bandcamp.com/album/desierto-deseo
https://athenenoctu4.bandcamp.com/album/desierto-deseo

01 DESEO

It only gets nearer when you look away

Used samples:

Title: Digeridoo Man.mp3
Author: digifishmusic
Link: freesound.org/people/digifishmusic/sounds/38570/

Title: BirdFish Happy Loop.mp3
Author: pinkinblue
Link: freesound.org/people/pinkinblue/sounds/425971/

Shikata ga nai

2023-06-16

NLS - 2023 - 06 - 16 Hófn

2023-07-01

NLS - 2023 - 07 - 01 - Birds

Band: "Mirror Whispers"
Album: "Under the Canopy of Candor"
Song 3: "Fibers of Verity"

(Verse 1)
In whispers of illusion, our essence becomes spectral mist,
Mirror, mirror, unfold the cryptic riddle, do our shadows truly exist?
Hidden beneath cosmo(/s)-made veils, reality persistently twists,
In the abyss of self, doesn’t even the universe within persist?

(Chorus)
Desiring for echoes lost in vacant hollows crafts our timeless guise,
Yet the face unhindered ‘neath the puzzling orb of night, in silent truth lies,
Remember, the raven's song carries secret oaths under infinite skies,
Oh darling, your essence lies in silence, bound in astral ties.

(Verse 2)
Feasting on illusions, reality dissolving in hands,
Drenched in stardust dreams, yet our soothsayer terrains stand,
Breathing forgotten stories, of tempest-tossed sands,
Yearning destination, miss the symphony woven by Fate's hands.

(Chorus)
Thirst eternal, mirage forebears our destined figment, 
Yet the exposed soul ‘neath Titan’s watch, in whispers of starlight is spent,
Always, the hymn of freedom finds its cryptic descent,
Oh beloved, within the vast oblique labyrinth, under cosmos lent.

(Bridge)
Arising from celestial dust, ignited by cosmic flame,
Heart beats the rhythm of forgotten spaces, in life's clandestine game,
Facade fragments delineating constellations, shedding shame,
In unveiled authenticity, we are stars reborn, in truth's gentle please-name.

(Verse 3)
Mirror, mirror, reflect our quantum echoes cast far and wide,
Singing a song of tangled dimensions, in time’s mercurial tide.
Adrift in a sea of fractal unknowns, where does the true path reside?
From the void emerges clarity, in the canopy of candor we confide.

(Outro)
On the screen of ether, naked truths dance to tunes unheard,
Siren calls get lost in the cosmos, yet to truth we’re drawn — a flock of birds.
Armed with celestial compass, no longer lost in a sea of meaningless words,
In the embrace of the ultimate enigma, darling, we transcend in cosmic worlds.



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Varbarna - InstruMental (Older track)

Since I'm trying to learn the Scottish Gaelic language, I will be giving my tracks Gaelic names.
Mathan (pronounced MaHan) means bear as the picture suggests.

Mathan

City Diaries
Bruno Bernard 2024
(english)
"City Diaries" is a refection on our city lives, a daily imaginary journey that invites us to
introspection. Te world of sound that surrounds us is experienced in a unique way by
each and every one of us, yet we all share it.
Each stroll is unique, each moment unique.
It's up to us to make these situations our own, to build our own dream cosmology.
Considering the creative power of what surrounds us as a tool for inner construction, as
poetry, is a response to our materialistic lives and can help us better apprehend the
modern world.
True to Gaston Bachelard, the aim here is to give free rein to daydreaming, while at the
same time giving full artistic expression to the noise of our times, an essential concept
developed by Luigi Russolo.
City Diaries was composed from sounds collected at night in my city (Chalon sur
Saône), which gave rise to an imaginary vocabulary for this acousmatic piece.
Our sound context is a refection of our times, and it's up to us to seize it and, like
modern alchemists, appropriate one of the last things that is free - noise - and transform
it into a work of art. Fortunately, it's one of the last things we have free access to.
Binaural format 24B/48Khz
(français)
« City Diaries » est une réfexion autour de nos vies citadines, un parcours imaginaire
quotidien qui nous invite à l'introspection. L'univers sonore qui nous entoure, à la fois
ressenti de manière unique par chacun d'entre nous, nous est pourtant commun, nous
l'avons en partage.
Chaque déambulation est singulière, chaque moment est unique.
C'est à nous de nous approprier ces situations afn de construire une cosmologie onirique
qui nous soit propre.
Envisager la puissance créative de ce qui nous entoure comme un outil de construction
intérieure, une poésie, est une réponse à nos vies matérialistes et peut nous aider à mieux
appréhender le monde moderne.
Fidèle à Gaston Bachelard, il s'agit ici de laisser libre cours à la rêverie et en même temps
donner toute son importance artistique au bruit de notre époque, concept essentiel
développé par Luigi Russolo.
City Diaries a été composé à partir de sons collectés de nuit dans ma ville (Chalon sur
Saône) qui ont donné naissance à un vocabulaire imaginaire permettant de construire
cette pièce acousmatique.
Notre contexte sonore est le refet de notre époque, à nous de nous en emparer pour, tels
des alchimistes modernes, s'approprier une des dernières choses qui soit gratuite -le
bruit- et le transformer en oeuvre artistique. C'est heureusement une des dernière chose
qui soit nous accessible librement.
Format binaural 24B/48Khz

2.Thrill

the unveiling

Ambient soundscapes for your pleasure, relax, chillout and enjoy.

NECRONOMICON DREAMS - RAINBRINGER

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...

It only gets nearer when you look away

Tuonela

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