この曲、幻怪スプラッシュさんの虹彼方に…ですね✨

日本風の懐かしさとエレピのお洒落なバッキングが同居して何とも言えない癒しサウンドですね！

Great stuff! The drums sound fantastic - I like the snare and cymbals. Lovely guitar work - well done!

your page is very nice, you make awesome (and clever) tracks, all the best for 2023 :)

Greetings my SC friends. 11 months ago I released my 100th song (https://soundcloud.com/grevusanjl/five-score-fanciful-frequencies-and-a-big-thank-you); a monumentally exciting moment in my musical adventures. In celebration, I opened it up to remixes. The response was greater than I had hoped for; and the remixes that came out of it were exciting, to say the least. :)

Unfortunately, one of them had to be removed from the host page in order to make room for newer works. But losing that remix forever was just too much of a bummer for me to accept, so I asked permission to host that remix here. 

Thank you very much Adrian, for giving me the opportunity and permission to re-publish your remix. It is a spectacular re-envisioning, in my humble opinion; and I'm honored to keep it alive and well here on my repost page. :)

Five-Score Fanciful Frequencies (ɅƉﺍꝚﺍɅNƠ 'Multi Dimensional' Remix)

Someone asked me if making music in an abstract way would make the music separate from my existence and lead me to deny myself.
 In order to testify that this is the music that I came up with, I created a song that was abstracted after having the testimony first listened to.
 I played the muted trumpet in a sequence often heard in techno, and sprinkled my favorite sounds in the background. This is the part where my tastes are well infused.
 After this, there are a number of parts that have been completely destroyed in order to break away from the mediocre techno music.
 And I think I was able to present the conclusion that abstracted music proves my existence.

Before abstracting music, I will express my own testimony（238）

Out of the Box November 2022
Everybody wants one...

Happy Ending

from my new instrumental album "my music"

inspired by old Haiku "The summer grass, 'Tis all thats left, Of Ancient warriors' dream" by Basho Matsuo (translation by Inazo Nitobe).

Natsukusa

A blast through Interstellar Overdrive to help you achieve lift off :)
Tez - guitars, organ (B9 pedal)and production
Josh - bass, guitars and organ
Ken - drums

Interstellar Overdrive - with Entheogenic Psychonaut (Josh Clary) and K2 and The Three

Saturday evening in the basement. It's late, the French jazz bar is closing soon. We play the last piece. Maybe a few musicians will stay and jam, who knows?

Instruments:
 Una Corda Piano
 Mini Grand Piano
 D-50
 JV 1080
 SQ 80
 Korg Wavestate
 Drums, Percussions, Bass

Close the Bar, it's late

Close the Bar, it's late - Live 2023

Last Time- Original Song by:

Grey days - Dentro un cielo grigio

Here a first collab with HyLGZ22 :
https://soundcloud.com/user-618736932

On his excellent music, I wrote a poetry and played sitar and flute, with owls:

Déjà se décline du delta la symphonie vespérale de quelques prêtresses ainsi purpurines et hymnes aux ruines qu'affine de platine la poussière bientôt stellaire serres par sortilèges soufflés à la bouche en prières d'Alice. 
Elle n'a pas l'emprise des siècles celle qui se fait désirer de frissons en frissons lissés par ce lapis lazuli couché à l'horizon et parure de la bientôt nuitée mais elle est sut irrémédiablement d'Alice ainsi enténèbrée de secrets aux glyphes des cieux, à leurs paroles de pierres, à leurs amours occultes qu'elle en serait prête à sacrifier son hymen à Amon afin de jouir du geyser scintillant tout là haut où se gorgera l'esquisse astrale par augures abyssales des sables néanmoins éteints d'une destinée diamantifère.
D'un soupir, Alice redessine ce monde bien trop carcéral affirmant sa quête céleste et d'une caresse sur l'albâtre dépose le petal écarlate d'un ancien cerisier maître des floraisons explosives d'orient.
Par le socle de cette confiance, par son cœur éclatant, par son souffle ciseleur, par son clin d'œil qui enflamme l'instant, Alice attend la comète Ikeya-seki dans les ruines de Tanis, telle l'adorable horreur de la mort fécondant l'existence à l'aurore.

Alice Waiting For Comet Ikeya–Seki In The Ruins Of Tanis - HyLGZ22 & Wivresse

Big Band Bash

Music by Chad Lawson entitled "Paper Shadows" https://soundcloud.com/chad-lawson

Happy Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month!

Kissing in Vietnamese
by Ocean Vuong https://poets.org/poem/kissing-vietnamese

My grandmother kisses
as if bombs are bursting in the backyard,
where mint and jasmine lace their perfumes
through the kitchen window,
as if somewhere, a body is falling apart
and flames are making their way back
through the intricacies of a young boy’s thigh,
as if to walk out the door, your torso
would dance from exit wounds.
When my grandmother kisses, there would be
no flashy smooching, no western music
of pursed lips, she kisses as if to breathe
you inside her, nose pressed to cheek
so that your scent is relearned
and your sweat pearls into drops of gold
inside her lungs, as if while she holds you
death also, is clutching your wrist.
My grandmother kisses as if history
never ended, as if somewhere
a body is still
falling apart.

Natsukusa

RYUKI

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