winter 2025

Daily Drops

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Tradacoustic series no. 361

Music, mostly recent, a few days, a few months...

created: 2025/03/05

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Related tracks: Goodnight

Related tracks: Beyond Tomorrow

Electra Volcana

Western Pop 2

Sara Bareilles - Gravity - Live Acoustic @ All Music

Beyond Tomorrow

CHROMATICS / BLUE MOON

Good Old Days

We all got them, some just can’t be seen……………cheers for having a listen


A constant reminder
A memory from afar
Now etched in time
My permanent scars

There’s another side to me
That you don’t really know
But if you look real hard
There’s a story to be told

And if it’s not what you wanna see
You can look away
They’re always gonna be there
My scars are here to stay

They been years in the making
Star of their own show
I can’t ask them to leave
Like me they got nowhere to go

A constant reminder
A memory from afar
Now etched in time
My permanent scars

My Scars

Cloud Shadows - With Stan Magendanz - lyrics by Simone Maffescioni

Liking this song a lot and decided to share.
Jean Jacques Goldman is one of my influences 
apologies on my vocal and my guitar mistakes..hope you enjoy! 


Cover Doux JJG | Rina

Based on a collaboration of Indii Wild Moon and Nathaniel Ehrnman found here:
 
https://soundcloud.com/nathaniel-ehrnman/blue-september

Blue September

There are many versions and different traditions of the story of the Magi and about their journey. And about their origin. Pictured on the cover is a drawing found in the 'Catalan Atlas,' a map of the world dated to the late 14th century. Pictured here are the three kings. The caption reads: “This province is called Tarshish, from which came the Three Wise Kings, and they came to Bethlehem in Judaea with their gifts and worshipped Jesus Christ, and they are entombed in the city of Cologne two days journey from Bruges.”
But where was the city (or the country) called Tarshish (Tarsis, Tharsis), whose king was already mentioned in Psalm 72?
No one, exactly, knows.

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I recorded the guitar part in 2018, when bought a Guild (my Washburn had become mute ...), so the track has a lot of noise and imperfections. Then there were several attempts to organize the piece and arrange it. This could be the last one. It came rather long and slow. But long and slow was also that improbable (and hardly true) journey - perhaps one could imagine it by closing the eyes and listening to the music.

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2018-2024).
Bansuri is courtesy of Aaroh; female vocals of Function Loops.
posted on SoundCloud: 2024, December 31

Traveling from Tarshish to Bethlehem * 🎧

The second track from my Echoes From The Wastelands EP!
And the first track to feature sounds from my new synth, the Arturia Microfreak!

Guitars used:
Gibson Les Paul Studio 
Yamaha Revstar 
Fender Precision Bass 

Novation Launchkey 49 MK3 midi keyboard 

Plugins used:
Tonex - Mesa Boogie Reference Signature Collection
Neural DSP Mesa Boogie MKiiC+ suite
Line 6 Helix Native
Arturia Analog Lab V
Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra 
Spitfire Audio - Labs Cassette Synth
Drums - EZ Drummer 3 - Dark Industrial 

Cover photo generated by A.I. 

Bandits

I'm slipping away 

I'm slipping away

I'm slipping away

To the dark....

The voices whisper

The shadows... they play

I'm trapped in a world that's fading away

I try to remember of what then

I used to be

But the memory's blurred

Like a distant melody

Uh huh!

Cause I'm slipping away

Into the dark

My mind's a maze and I'm loosing my spark

I'm chasing the highs but the lows are so real I'm loosing my grip and I'm starting 

To feel low...

Oh no!

Maybe someday I'll find my way back

To the world that's real

And to a mind... that's... intact

But until then I'm lost in space

A prisoner of my own addictive ways

I'm slipping away... into the dark

My mind's a maze and

I'm loosing my way to my

Addictive ways 



Slipping Away to Addictive Ways

Slipping Away

This is a love song. A song that was brought to life from a broken heart. We've all been there...no?
I hope you enjoy! ;)

LYRICS(SPANISH) 
Que de malo en mi, no siento nada, 
no siento nada desde que te fuiste, no siento nada

Dos querpos en uno, tu piel tus ohos tus lavios, 
mi alma sangra, mia alma sangra cada vez que te requerda
extraño, la intimidad, extraño la intimidad

Mi alma sangra mi alma sangra cada vez que te requerda
extraño, extraño lo que tuvimos huntos 
Dos querpos en uno, tu piel tus ohos tus lavios 
Lo que tuvimos huntos,
No siento nada…

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

What's wrong with me, I don't feel anything, 
I haven't felt since you left, I haven't felt anything

Two bodies in one, your skin, your eyes, your lips, 
my soul bleeds, my soul bleeds every time I remember you
I miss the intimacy, I miss the intimacy

My soul bleeds, my soul bleeds every time I remember you
I miss, I miss being together with you
Two bodies in one, your skin, your eyes, your lips 
What we had together,
I don't feel anything...

Nada

Watch the video on Youtube:
https://youtu.be/z28iIJzGLw8
https://youtu.be/KZtdaoM5BCs
Listen to Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/track/1gAiv93wBEWPOhDoCr5IzT?si=6151f98bbcc848d9

The Last Breath (Now on Spotify)

The forest breathes in whispers,
its voice carried on the night wind.
Beneath the silver glow of the moon,
the trees stretch their shadows,
dancing softly on the earth.

A stream murmurs in the distance,
its waters flowing endlessly,
carving a story older than time,
a tale of life that flows and fades.

The leaves quiver,
caught between stillness and motion,
their fragile forms trembling in the moonlight.
Each drop of dew holds the universe,
a fleeting mirror of infinite beauty.

Beneath this canopy of stars and leaves,
a solitary figure walks,
their footsteps swallowed by the soil,
their breath merging with the cool, damp air.

The forest listens,
its silence alive with a timeless rhythm,
bearing witness to the brief spark of life,
a moment suspended in the vast embrace of eternity.

And as the moon climbs higher,
its light weaves through the branches,
illuminating the truth whispered by the trees:
beauty is fleeting,
but its echoes remain,
woven into the eternal fabric of the forest.

The figure pauses,
their gaze lifted to the sky.
In this moment, they are not apart,
but one with the forest,
their presence a flicker in its endless tale.

The forest on a moonlit night (Piano with Japanese poetry reading)日本語詩の朗読

I cry for the world

I'm not sleeping so well these days

This world's on fire

And it's got me so worried


I see.... Burning Homes

Burning Trees

Burning Lies

And our Burning Fate


Is it possible...possible

Is it possible...Is it possible

Come On!


Fight as a human race

To find solutions that respect 

And embrase our differences


Build Bridges Not Walls

Make Love and Not War


Is is is is is it possible


It is possible

If you stand for what's right

It is possible

If we challenge the greedy

New order reiche

It is possible

If we do the right thing

Stand Strong

Oppose who's strings are being pulled

When everything is going wrong


I'm tired of being their puppet

Aren't you!


Make love and not war

We can all be one

Knowing this enlightenment

Enjoy life and come in pure consciousness

Unified field of all matter


Everything is possible

If you just decide you want to do it

Everything is possible

Come and join the fight

Everything is possible

Come on my friend

Consciousness unite

To become one tonight



It Is Possible

I need to put my headphones on

The voices are so loud...

I feel so much safer when I'm locked in my     closet 'cause I'm never good...

It's a real pain to be lost in my brain

I'm suddenly gone but then I'm back 

But not the same


They said there is something wrong with me

I'm suddenely gone then I come back but I'm not the same,oh my lord

They tell me I want to be a good girl

But I don't know how


They tell me I'm bad 'n to take my pills

But I don't

Cause I wanna be wild and go to hell

...Oh yeah


The voices tell me what to think

But it's sending chills down my spine


You know I'm not like everybody else

Peuh, Too bad for them


But mama you're so so sillIy 

I'm gonna have to make you pay

Keep the lights off and try to find me

But be quiet

Cause the voices are listening to us

Sssh....very quiet


It's really a pain

To be lost in my brain

Then I'm suddenly gone

Then even sooner back again

What is my name

What do you think

You can call me whatever you want

But I won't answer or obey

Cause it's fun

To be hiding away

To glide down on the rails

Leadin' to hell

Then there before

And I'll come up for air

The demon is watching me pull the hair out of my head and you can sit and watch and sit there and stare at the shadows on the walls

And danse to my beat and pass through the walls and go into your room and take out my knife...

And cut you up because

 'cause you're a bad mother

And now you will pay



So Skit So

Rough and ready lo-fi troubadour blues. More off-key and forlorn than usual.

Lyrics:
Oh, that bartender
He moved to his own
Sweet slow ass time
In getting back those drinks 
To feed my mainline
You asked me about my guitar
I've been far
But tonight
I am playing this bar

I could be gone soon
Maybe I could explain it to you
a little later
In my motel room?
There's a Gideon Bible
Right there in the drawer 
It's revelation about our sin
They're always gonna try to change ya
I think you're forgiven
You're  just
Welcoming a stranger

I've been far
But tonight, I am
I am playing this bar

All this joyful noise
I sing it for you
All the loneliness
And the  cacophony, too
It's my troubadour blues

My melancholy
The useless beauty
I feel like I'm  living life in another man's shoes
You asked me about my guitar
I've been far
But tonight, I am
I am playing this bar...

All This Useless Beauty (Troubadour Blues)

All sounds produced by the Fudge Nutz. Played live around 95

Oak Bark Mixed With Toad Live

Another one brand new track from my upcoming Synthwave retrowave album that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos". Song called "Goodnight" enjoy y'all and subscribe, like & share! :)

Youtube link: https://youtu.be/gXyfunsd-F8?si=gCgv4YTy_tiNHqKi

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#outrun
#vaporwave
#newmusic
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#80smusic
#electronicmusic
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#newrelease
#song
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#unsignedartist

(p) & (c) 2025, STA.

Goodnight

Trapped between 2 realities...which is true and which is false? Is any of these true? Are we living the Matrix? Should I take the blue 💊 or the red 💊? Am I real? Are you?...!

Parallel Universe

We are pleased to present track 7 from our latest album, 'Haunting One Seven,' full album available on Bandcamp, we hope you’ll enjoy!

outstation.bandcamp.com/album/haunting-one-seven


Haunting One Seven

A Deity Looks After Me

Horse - w - no - Name

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Mermaid Scales

One of the more enriching aspects of a collab' project like this, is the exchange of ideas, drivers and perceptions about the topic at hand;  please note that those which follow are mine alone.

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio
Find David's beautiful guitar work here: https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
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And so it rains… here, in the pile of moral and cultural rubble roughly where a place called England used to be.  Rain that is not acid, but acrid, coming, as it does, from the persistent shower of vile spittle emanating from the crooked mouths of the horde of liars, cheats, frauds and fornicators at Westminster.  Their policies as illegitimate as their credentials (and certain other aspects of their lives), these creatures shuffle about at the feet of their gay muslim billionaire benefactor / puppetmaster, shamelessly lapping up his tossed treats and trinkets in return for unfettered access to the heart of an executive whose mission is as fraudulent as its mandate: the eradication of the indigenous population, its culture and its history.  Their tools of the trade familiar to any rapacious despot of a failed state: fabricated manifestos; indoctrination to brainwash; history rewritten; injunctions to stem free speech; cancelled elections;  suppression of mainstream media through litigative threat;  transformation of the national broadcaster to the faithful puppy propaganda mouthpiece of the party machine; and hands-on directive control of judiciary and police functions to impose a vindictive and vicious two tier justice system within which peaceful protestors are handed brutal custodial sentences leading to a (no doubt welcome) uptick in prison suicides, as others, of a different ethnic background, violently assault a female police officer or stand on podiums with megaphones, exhorting the crowds before them to slash throats, and then walk free with police protection whilst the precious human rights of convicted terrorists are nurtured even as the mouths of their victims’ loved ones are sealed with gagging orders.  Oh, and should you wish, in this crumbling Year Zero aspirational autocracy, to publicly reject the learned principles underpinning any particular religious faith, then the aforementioned politically directed police will happily offer you a light for any holy text you wish to burn in order to make your point.  With one exception.  And it isn’t the bible....

And so it rains….
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Photo by Norbert Tóth on Unsplash

Rain ... with Seagull and David Dunham

The Hunchback of Notre Dame – The Young Nobles
February 2025
Duration: 2:10
Listen to more music for the ballet: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/the-hunchback-for-notre-dame
Based on La Réjouissance from Music for the Royal Fireworks by Handel 
Music for Danse Etoile Ballet (www.danseetoile.org) who will be performing The Hunchback of Notre Dame June 6th and 7th 2025 in Colorado.
For strings, trumpet, clarinet, bassoon, contra bassoon, piano, timpani and percussion

The Hunchback of Notre Dame - The Young Nobles

Crimson Keys: A Musical Plea for Peace

On the third anniversary of the conflict in Ukraine, we are honored to present Crimson Keys, a composition that embodies a profound yearning for peace and hope. This instrumental piece, performed by pianist Francesco Adornetto and featuring the evocative vocals of Dawn Walters, serves as a silent protest against all wars. Through its intense and melancholic melodies, it invites listeners to pause, reflect, and unite for a better future.

In a world still marred by conflict in 2025, Crimson Keys emerges as a poignant expression of resilience and solidarity. The piano's crimson-hued notes intertwine seamlessly with ethereal vocal lines, creating a soundscape suspended between dream and reality, beauty and tragedy.

We invite you to listen to Crimson Keys and join us in spreading its message of peace and unity.

Credits:

Piano: Francesco Adornetto
Vocals: Dawn Walters

Crimson Keys

Crimson Keys (vocals by Dawn Walters)

Composition and Sampling collage by Synline.

Let's Talk About Love

Bill Liggett Vocals and Acoustic Guitar
Single Use Electric 

I really dig the vocal delivery and musicianship of Mr. Liggett.  Thanks Bill for letting me tag along this one.  

Hope you enjoy!   
Please note I only added the electric and logic drums

All You Need To Know (all Bill Liggett w/SU&R)

Keith needed to get some stuff out and needed to wail away on his guitar, singing his heart out. I rode his coattails through the concrete. 

King of the Concrete Jungle
Lyrics:

King of the concrete jungle
As far as he could see
Across the road and down the street
As far as the distant tree


Paved with puddles and historical dirt
A field of broken tiles
The Lord of darkened corners
Can see for miles and miles
 

(CHORUS)
NOW ALL AROUND IS CONCRETE
AND GREYNESS WINS THE GREEN
THE KING OF THE CONCRETE JUNGLE
WEEPS FOR YOU AND ME…YOU…AND ME


 Singing from his lamppost
A branch without a tree
The sweetest notes you would ever hear
But no honey for this bee

 
Mouth open to the heavens
Warm sunshine from deep within
Blue skies he used to soar in
Clear waves he used to swim

 (CHORUS)

(INST BREAK)

(CHORUS)

note from Keith:
"This was inspired by a lone blackbird, singing his heart out from the top of a lamppost. (The branch without a tree)  I remember that behind 'his' lamppost there used to stand a beautiful Maple tree...long chopped down to make way for more car-parking space. There's not a single tree left standing down our road now...not one"

Note 2:Terry likes the social/political application to life in the 21st c. , always ready to see a moral to all of Keith's tales. ;)
 
Wigmore: synths, percussion, production
Allen: guitars, bass, lyrics, vocals

King of the Concrete Jungle

Out on 7" Vinyl: https://www.squareglass.co.uk/products/le-son-without-a-sound-7-square-record-5

Video: https://youtu.be/NBICGVAZgx8

Written & Produced by Liam Fergus and Emily Ady

Mastered by Mikko Gordon

iTunes

Without A Sound

Coming soon...

Somewhere between now and the future, a hunt begins in the blue neon space before darkness. The near dark.

Gideon Wolf’s new album lives in the headlights on that empty road, sweeping the distant violence at high speed. A soundtrack to the escape from a Ballardian dystopia.

‘Near Dark’ sees the duelling elements of Tristan Shorr’s musical output merge into one; prophetic ambience driving headlong into rhythm and distortion.  

Think Ben Frost and Max Richter colliding in a futuristic urban landscape – “a vertical Kubrick event horizon that is equal parts Nils Frahm and Oren Ambarchi” (Cyclic Defrost).

Mastered with precision by James Plotkin, the album will be limited to 200 copies, for release in September 2015, with packaging in the customary Fluid Audio style.

www.fluidaudio.co.uk

Gideon Wolf - Hunger

Recorded live at Florence Gould Hall in NYC May 5th, 2008.

Rain ... with Seagull and David Dunham

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