2022-09-13

Just Floating

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 '𝟰𝟰 𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗡𝗨𝗠 [𝗗𝗘𝗠𝗢]

An improvised piece just to express how a crisp October day makes you feel

Ceiling Unlimited

5 - 12 - 2022  - rock jazz

Method: Overdubbing to create that folksy ballad feel - in an eerie way
Narration: On the popular side of my romanticism (and my skills in pastiche text composition), this is a MORITAT - a warning song played by travelling minstrels or BÄNKELSÄNGER, somewhat like a murder ballad. A young girl (Lottchen) is seduced by a passing band of strangers, flees with them and later returns pregnant. In detail: A remote family farmstead in the early 19th century. In the first verse, the travellers try to impress the children, in the second verse they try to impress the elderly. They hope to trigger longing and yearning for far away landscapes - which does not work in both cases. In the third verse, they trade vain promises among themselves. There is one thing they are experienced in, though: feasting and telling tall stories. In the fourth verse, the father warns and threatens to send for the constable. In the fifth verse, the mother warns young Lottchen that "only what's loose drifts with the wind". In the sixth verse Lottchen has vanished along with the journeypeople and her loss is mourned. In the last verse, Lottchen returns with child.
Note: I tried to make the cover as tacky as .... welll .... others .....

Lyrics / copyright jo richter
(as published in 'chi' under the title 'los'):

den kindern erzählen sie von den bergen,
von hohen gipfeln in stein.
die kinder lächeln schüchtern:
wer will denn so einsam sein?


vor den alten prahlen sie lauthals mit der
weite des meeres, der see.
die alten grummeln mürrisch:
ihre schale fasst nur noch tee.
  

sich selbst geben sie große versprechen,
doch halten diese nie ein.
dafür wissen sie zu zechen
und fröhlich beisammen zu sein.


das sind, sagt der vater, alles bloß gauckler,
sänger und reisendes pack,
gewürm aus dem schoß von dieben:
die holt der gendarm bald ab.


die mutter schaut zu, schweigt und setzt sich
neben das lottchen, ihr kind.
bleib sitzen, lottchen, bleib sitzen:
nur loses treibt mit dem wind.
 

im frühdichten nebel des morgens, ach,
ist keine spur mehr zu sehn:
ach lottchen, mein herzliebchen,
was musstest du mit ihnen gehn?


die drehleier summt, die drehorgel walzert,
das lottchen kommt wieder heim.
 lieb hergott hilf, sie trägt ein kind,
das lottchen kommt nicht allein.

lieb lottchen

Lieb Lottchen

Response from a derelict craft

Looking through different windows [part 10]

Dark Ambient Music inspired by the writings of HP Lovecraft and the Cthulhu Mythos cult. Be scared and enjoy!

CTHULHU MYTHOS: THE FORBIDDEN ZONE

good | untitled project 001 sessions | ambient atmospheric psyche drone industrial noise horror WIP | skating 0.1 XF 10 bpm take 1 71925

What Remains EP

Branches of Silence

Argy K - Branches of Silence (Original Mix)

Muße

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
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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...

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