Solitude

This a Poem written by Jo Richter Aka (Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches) He also is the maker of the Natural Weather,syth,bells track  and the Art. The drums come from Roland/Boss at 164 BPm. This is another wonderful poem from Jo. Many thanks to everyone!!

Solstice Weather Report
 
These solstice eyes 
have learned to disagree
with the varnish and dies
of vain pleasantry

The ugly devices of self-serving goons
casting their angst ridden bases
only to float their ego-balloons
have erased all the sky's visual graces.

This Solstice skin
has learned to shy away
from the deceptively Thin
pvc overlay.

this discount-priced vortex of dime-store illusion
raises hope from the ground at it's gust front
only to soil soils with futile pollution
as it scatters it's load in the minds of those stunned.

These Solstice ears
have learned to listen in
to the grumblings of fears
in the voice therein

Bared. in the open, prone to transform
Buds turn to flower when graced by the soft rain
fears provide courage to transcend the norm
letting go and becoming are one and the same.

Solstice Weather Report(A poem by Jo Richter)

Marco Lucchi : synthesizers and tape

found sounds
https://freesound.org/people/felix.blume/sounds/154961/

Equinozio d'Autunno

This instrumental was created in the Spirit of the winter holidays. We tried to "capture" the "essences of the seasons..." from the cosmic wonder like shooting stars dancing across the night skies... to things we felt in the great outdoors from previous travels in Europe at various Kristkindle Markets, sipping a warm mug of gluhwein and warm freshly roasted chestnuts, as well as some of the overwhelming choices... the "game" of choosing a meaningful gift for the special folks in our lives from amongst the lovely assortment of crafts available at these delightful town center markets. We hope if you've never been, you get the opportunity to go to Europe to enjoy the "holiday magic..." on a scale we'd not experienced before... nor since that "exploration!" Until then, we hope this brings a little holiday cheer your way, perhaps close your eyes and picture yourselves amongst the delightful holiday smells and scenes to uplift your Spirit!

Again, we caution listeners to not drive or operate machinery while listening to our music done in a HZ unlike what most radio stations play... and to listen through headphones at a lower volume than you normally listen to most of your music, for optimum effect. Enjoy! 
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Spirit

A collaboration between muterial and Blink Twice, posted here at formution, starting from the muterial open collab Off The Rails:

https://soundcloud.com/muterial/off-the-rails

Blink Twice is a project of Robert Salchak, aka Mood Exhibit!

https://soundcloud.com/blink-twice-archival
https://soundcloud.com/r-salchaks-mood-exhibit

The image is a photo of stationary waves at the ford at which water sounds were taken for the original ... and they're also directly used in this mix.

Quench

Quench - muterial | Blink Twice

Fourth track inspired by "The Wake", by Paul Kingsnorth. It's a post apocalyptic novel set a thousand years ago.
Buccmaster laments the loss of his sons to the fyrd (a conscripted army). He is a practical man, he bemoans the fickle nature of gods and the heroes of legend: where are they when you really need them? 
Welland, referred to in the lyric, was a mortal hero who got the better of the old gods. 
I hoped a Yorkshire accent might sound appropriate for the dark ages!

Where now is Welland the Wise?
Where now is Welland?
Where are my sons?
Where now?

The old gods will not come
The Christ will not come
We must look to ourselves
Look to ourselves

All Rights Reserved 2023

the fyrd

Music video: https://youtu.be/65VmC8HeNrg 
“...from here, I can pretend...I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend...”
Neil Gaiman, Brief Lives (1994)

Kalpa, vita brevis (Clockworks III) video:https://youtu.be/65VmC8HeNrg

Welcome to the third part of this very personal and emotional 4-Movement-Symphony !

An orchestral work about "HOME" is a great undertaking, with high expectations, which one actually almost has to fail at.
Therefore, I embark on a personal journey of thought and try to paint musical pictures with four movements from different viewpoints.

The first movement, introduced by a pathetic orchestral forte meanders - moves across stylistic zones, sometimes on the borderline of classical tonality, sometimes loud and self-confident, then desperate, often romantic and peaceful from scene to scene.
Fugue-like quotations are juxtaposed with post-romantic sequences. Film music-like moments duel with almost classical reminiscences.
This movement represents the restless quest that touches on many things but finishes very few. The last tones fade away with a romantic, allusive love scene and gentle slumber.

The second movement is marked by illness and melancholy. As it has happened many times in my musical endeavors, life sets strong impulses and overturns my original plans. 
It turned from a movement that was originally intended for love, to a fantasy about fever dreams and fear, caused by my sudden sickness. So this movement was getting quasi a setting about Corona.
Fever dreams, fears for my loved ones, weakness and deep griefs and heaviness weigh down the sounds. The situation seems hopeless.
Several times my beloved tries to lighten the state of mind - orchestrated by the English horn. These are the short moments when the music changes from minor to major for a few bars. The illness, however, remains dominant until this movement ends with a touch of hope.

The third movement dabbles in joie de vivre. A 6/8 time signature in the corner sections and 3/4 time in the middle section suggest lightness. Nevertheless, the piece remains rather subdued and demonstrates that life brings many burdens with it. The expression: Home cannot be found through exuberant celebration.

The fourth movement initially alludes to several events in the preceding movements. To illness, to travel, to loss, to transient joys. 
As it progresses, it deals with the people who are truly meaningful, my children, my family, my darling.
The finish is a declaration of love for people. The music becomes more and more romantic and expresses the joy of life.

Home is not found in places or in moods. 
It is a gift: Home is where the heart finds peace and tranquility.

Symphony of Home

Symphony of Home: III. Floating Dance

Senti che vento - A long deep storm

Alicja Maciejko, composition,  and performance 02.04.2023

Relocation Into Your Dream

Sonatas Op.9 No.15

Architect, artist, assistant professor at the Institute of Architecture of the University of Zielona Góra.
Simple poetic works for piano are original compositions, partly improvised.
I play stage piano Yamaha SC-YC88,  and CLP 635, the songs are raw, I don't process them in any way.
I invite you to listen. I will be grateful for promoting my music.
Alice

Relocation Into Your Dream

Alicja Maciejko

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