Collaboration works

Piano and Strings musical original composition : @syntaleta
Guitars and Mix : Neno J.

No More (Collab w Syntaleta-remastered)

The title "Ballad for Alma" reminded me of an episode in the Book of Mormon, where the son of a presiding high priest went among the people, telling them to disbelief his father. Here I imagined what could be the father thoughts, with a small meditation on the nature of hope, faith, and charity.

BALLAD FOR ALMA

No one wants to be alone,
either in bliss or sorrow.
Angels above invite.
Demons from hell entice.

In the great fight for the souls
you chose to disbelieve it all,
join the skeptics, praise  the world,
delighted to play with fire.

Still I hope you'll come back home.
Hope is belief and desire.
New hearts are given to some.
Beliefs are our choice alone.

And then there's faith.
Faith is more than wishfull thinking.
Faith is hope with revelation
from the subtle mighty voice
that can burn, but cannot lie.

Thus I trust that voice to warn you.
Then you'll see and then you'll cry.
From the deepness of despair,
in the dire and lonely night,
all will seem beyond repair.
But what I told you will come to mind.
And then you'll remember the name you should call,
and it's going to be allright.

There's no charity in darkness:
It's a feature of the light.
Demons from hell entice,
but love will always invite.

Ballad For Alma JFC (Based on Neno J. guitar piece)

Piano and Strings musical original composition : @syntaleta
Collab with great composer and piano player Syntaleta. @helen_dolgova: 
Electric guitars and Mix : Neno J.

In Solitude (Collab w Syntaleta)

Transcontinental Virtual Jam Neno J. and J.J. Terrell

Centauri is the closest star system to our own Sun. The logical first place humans may go to someday traveling there much like the Mayflower ship. Escaping oppressions of one place to only, by humanity's design, create oppressions in a new land.  

Thank you Nenad for your generosity in making this happen!

Neno J. : https://on.soundcloud.com/YvYZi

Centauri Dawn (collab Neno J. vs. J.J. Terrell)

Collaboration work, a new version of this track with a talented guitar player and composer Neno J.
Please enjoy his awesome works here: https://soundcloud.com/user-442202241/tracks
Initial track: https://soundcloud.com/syntaleta/in-solitude-1
Welcome to my Facebook artist page: https://www.facebook.com/syntaleta/

In Solitude by Syntaleta/Collab version (Feat. Neno J. on electric guitars)

I think we sometimes worry too much about what someone else may think and not enough about what we think is right. It's like being in a lecture afraid to raise your hand to ask a question because you are afraid others will laugh at you but come to find out everyone had the same question.Live your life your terms. just don't hurt anyone and respect others

lyrics
now that I'/ older and my sight is poor
I can see things I never saw before
now that I'm older and my hearing is poor I can hear all the things you've been telling me for years

I see the old men alone in the park
wishing they were younger and had a new start
I didn't realize until just now
that I am living their dream every time I wake up
but the dream's slipped into the shadows for me
it's slipped through my hands
time hides in the shadows and waits, disguised as forever 
until it's too late

you can't go back you can only regret
so take your best shot don't second guess
you can feel what is right and you know what is wrong
don't just write down the words you're thinking
stand up and sing the song out loud

don't worry about what others might say
at the end of it all it's your own judgement day

It's your call

Lived on Blues Point Road for 10 years, till 2020. That's Blues Point Hotel in the pic. I thought 'Blues Point Road' would make a good name for a guitar blues!

Blues Point Road

Original composition and mix, piano and arrangement by The Bird Inside:
For more The Bird Inside music please check: @user-525836600:
Added guitars and final mix by Neno J.

El Vals de la Marisma (collab with The Bird Inside)

A collaboration between :
Shane Beck, The Last American Poet (Words)
progettosonoro (Music)

Here between the beating of a heart that felt alive & true
And as the light of first morning gave me images of you
Knowing there was never any confusion in the love that I still see
As the pleasant breeze awakened my soul & you Surround Me

Were we not taken in by the memories of a love that could never end
Soft sounds of weeping & the reaching of this ghost child that began to descend
Should you be concerned that this broken soul is lost & will never be free?
Return the promise of eternal love & a word & please Surround Me

Shane Beck & progettosonoro - Surround Me

Hi friends, I am happy to share with you another deeply experimental work that I've created in collaboration with Jo Richter a.k.a. Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches @sonic-structures and Stonerjazz/Jeff @user-911083679

Jo composed an epic long-form poem called 'Departure' that is broken up into 13 'cantos'. He invited me and Jeff to work with him on converting the poetry into a series of musical soundscapes and this is the first resulting mix from me, that is built on top of a track that Jeff produced and released recently: https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679/canto-vi-jeff-unrulywav

Perhaps fittingly, we decided to start in the middle, with 'Canto VI'. Jeff's version contains a full reading of the poem, which gets somewhat buried in my version of the mix. Layered on top of this, I pulled out key passages from the reading, and used them to continue experimenting with splicing and (software) tape manipulation techniques that I've been developing lately. In addition to Jeff's musical backdrop and Jo's spoken word, the rest of the mix is built upon field recordings taken by Jo that I chopped up to create rhythmic/percussive elements which I think add some interesting color and texture. 

Thanks for joining us on this wild ride! If you find this track interesting, then please keep an eye out for future installments in the series. They will be compiled here: https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/departure-a-long-poem-in

Here is the full text of Departure - Canto VI, the inspiration for this track: 

Canto VI

This spire, she continued, is but the lasting remnant
of a cave. The very first one to be adorned with ochre
drawings. The very first one in which olorine bone
was carved to sound a flute. All the surrounding
land has sunken since that golden age – but for this
place. Here, Apollo handed the lyre to Orpheus.
A spire now, it has been maintained by entertaining
visitors ike you and by hosting muses like myself.

Now, she pursed her lips, we live in utter confusion.
The inside protrudes like a lofty spire while
the outside caves in like a poet‘s drawer. It is
the epoch of the common, shared arts withdrawing.
The innards of ideologies chaperoning fervent
industries are digesting all there is, all life, all things. 
Consumption prevails; generation has to retreat
to clandestine niches, obscure, barely beheld.

These are tough times for poets, for artists, for
fragile senses and minds. Still, the spire prevails.
Why, do you think, that is? - He felt his breath soften
as he replied: I do apologize for mistaking you,
the first listener and co-creator of art. You are the one
who heard the song Orpheus sang. It was selfish to
think of you as a muse, relating only to me, my art. 
You have listened to the spire and you did understand.

That is how things used to be, she sighed. The poet served,
as you have learned before, those who live to listen well.
He endured the toil of art, they enjoyed the foils of art.
Then the concept of the muse – all upside-down – was
deviously formed to aid the annihilation of the awkward art.
Now that you are aware of this, you soon will have to
leave, as you well know. You have received the only gifts
that this place has to offer, which are a story and some rest.

Is there a way to stay, he asked? I do not want to
compose mixed-up poems in a jumbled-up world. This is
what you are wont to perform, she insisted. But will
I be able to take to shelter when exhaustion takes
over my senses, he asked? You won‘t, she replied,
this is how you serve and die, as any living poet does.
A matter of trust and choice of environment cannot
be settled by impersuasive evasive manoeuvres

Jumbled-Up World (Departure Mix 1): a reimagining of Jo Richter's Canto VI poem, ft. Stonerjazz

Missing You

The Needle And The Damage Done

A courtroom in The Hague awaits........

[Image from 'Poppies and Flag' c/o Art Online Ukraine via Pinterest]

JUSTICE

Pardesiya - Violin by Skanda

last kiss (lovely piano)

Sanctum

Guitarist, multi-genre composer, keyboard & bass player (mostly self-taught). Music librarian and philosopher.
Music is new dimension of life.
“That is an artist as I love artists, modest in his needs: he really wants only two things, his bread and his art - panem et Circen.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

El Vals de la Marisma (collab with The Bird Inside)

Neno J.

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