Good music absolutely successful. Excellent °°°

lovely washes of sound, so smooth with that gentle percussive rhythm in the background

Excellent composition ... love the instrumentation ... great harmonic tension

mmm such interesting interplay.. tasty and stimulating!!

Great layering of seemingly unrelated moods. Creates a depth and rich sound.

Josef Umo I will add more

because both of my grandmothers were named Anna

Polonaise For Anna

Eretz Gedolah – Sounds of the Eternal Land - Between Jordan and the Mediterranean

The WEIGHT

Avatar is by Jack Vettriano.

Thanks to Dr Jordan Peterson for the title inspiration.

The VAGUE

The PAUSE

The DECIDE

Modern, dance, introspective, mystifying, psychedelic and ethnic classical traditional indian raga rock track in World style. Instruments include drums, indian percussion, glockenspiel, backwards harp, tambura, sitar, sarangi and bansuri. Suitable for ads, Bollywood, commercials, dance floors, fashion shows, films, media, podcasts, promos, radio, reality TV, ringtones, theaters, themes, TV shows, video games, videos, vlogs, websites.

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Tripping The Caracole

ALTAR OF GOLD

When we crossed that river
we were desperatos for sure.
We had our six-shooting guns 
and our jingle-jangle spurs.

There weren’t one among us
that hadn’t done time.
There weren’t one among us
without gold on his mind.

We rode into Guatalupe
without a sound
to the church of San Pedro
in the centre of town.

If I told you our plan
your blood would run cold,
the altar of the church
is made of solid gold.

A procession with flowers
at high noon,
a wedding procession,
a bride and a groom.

With them angels watching
from high above,
us desperatos laughed
in the face of love.

Like a herd of of long-horns
we made our stampede,
driven by madness
and blinded by greed.

When the bells tolled
I knew I was done,
the Padre with the cross
he pulled out a gun.

The altar shone
in the sacred dark,
a shot rang out
and echoed through my heart.

Instead of a wedding,
a funeral they had.
Things had gone 
from good to bad.

In the square, the Padre blessed
this desperato’s dance of death.
As I marched where ya can’t come back
the sky went dark and the sun went black.

I sing this song,
from the grave
a warning from beyond, 
your soul to save.

When we crossed that river
heading back from town
those desperatos left me 
lying on the ground.

Altar of Gold

I can’t help but stare                                                    
At the way you comb your hair                                   
Oh man this is not fair                                                 
To me                                                                             
Mr. fancy free

Baby I no longer know                                                 
Why the sound of your voice delights me so            
Curl up close and make heart rate go                      
Through the roof                                                          

Flash those baby blues and I’ll                                  
Flop around like a fish for a while                             
But in the the end                                                       
I’ll reconcile                                                                 
With my fate
Why did I wait?
 
Pull the wool right over my eyes
Cast your spell, hypnotize 
My life is better when I don’t realize
It’s been
Burglarized

Oh you make me fade my lover
And it's such a gift to take a trip
Away
From myself

When I look at the parts and pieces
I can’t believe how they form a cohesive
Hold on me it’s a psychokinesis
Of my soul

If this is all I ever have
I can’t complain, it ain’t so bad
I might be harnessed but I’m sure not sad
With you

I Can't Help It

This track revisits an older piece that I posted  few years ago.  It is based on a midi recording of me trying to play the piano, but was heavily edited to cover up all the mistakes I tend to make.  I was never fully happy with the piece, even after the editing as the original sound quality, although full, perhaps had too much reverb that tended to lose some of the details.  

I have both edited the track at an individual note level as well as increasing the tempo in quite a few sections.  I have also experimented with a way of trying to give a greater spatial sense to the sound,  including the thought that the listener is also the player, or sitting right behind them.  

Any comments on the music itself or the sound production would be appreciated as always,  And as always, thank you for listening.

Behind a Cloud Revisited

Please come back to me!  (alone in moonlight bay)

I started this a few weeks ago, when I was feeling more than a bit discouraged.

I know everyone gets to feeling this way sometimes, and so this is my offering to all of you who periodically feel this sense of hopelessness. I know what it is like. Hang in there, pray, ask a friend for help, know that there is always someone who cares. Know that I care, even if I don't know you by face or even by name. Perhaps one day I will.

Even more importantly, know that God cares. Never forget that.

Hope Transcendent

Vergessen

Named for the groove of the piece and the way it feels to play it

Slinky

This Somber Strand

Produced By Martin Reed.

Here Is The Amazing Mahan Mahan Remix, https://soundcloud.com/mahan-mahan/the-wave-dzan-martin-reed?in=its-tophonicus/sets/mysteries-of-the-blim-the-2021

Kung Flu

“ ….There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light 
   gets in … “

Sorry, I cannot read or send private messages. Try to contact me on Ig: pativio. Thanks

“Liberate sound beyond all tradition” - 
Krzysztof Penderecki

My SoundCloud page = 
"...like a cripple who leaves behind his crooked footprints." - Fellini. - 8 1/2.

Vergessen

Josef Umo (deceased)

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