Very oriental 'scales!' (lol) We're off to see the lizard....

Variation in the synth timbres is exemplary

absolutely wonderful percussion and soundscape!

Tremendously spiritual and mystic. Nice citaar work. Love it.

Cool track - love the little glitches now and then!

ORIGIN .

Composed in 2019

Re edited in October 2022.


Although my favorite artist was always Vangelis, I am influenced by many artists I listen to (not just electronic musicians). I don't think anyone can control influences, at least I, objectively speaking, am not capable of doing so.

Sometimes they are not perceived, but in others they become too evident.

In this case the influence is from Enya. An artist that I listened to at the height of her years ago and who seems sensational to me.

19 tracks from xewton forum and native MS2 instruments and 11 tracks from Synthmaster Kv331.

And...in this case.....I trusted my ear and didn't mix it in my car. You tell me how it sounds 😬.

Thank you very much for your listening and comments.

Paco.

Origin (Ver 2022)

HAGE PARADISE

A cool collaboration a few years back with the gracious & gifted Vocalatti and Jorge Stohwasser
Lyrics by Janice Slater and Vocalatti
Sax solo and final master by Jorg Stohwasser
Vocals Video and music by Vocalatti
(c) ASCAP APRA AMCOShttps://open.spotify.com/track/0DgpnlmyChnVXUmSwGlLK0?si=d9603936597d4244

Living In the Sun by Vocalatti (ft arterial flow)

Lyrics
talk
if you want to avoid the worse
i can let you live
or let you die

talk 
i want the whole truth
you need to understand 
that it s no time to die 

I must save the world 
from those filthy beings
i have to diffuse that bomb 
just in a few seconds
i live surrounded with bombs
red , brown or blonde
just remember my name !
my name is Bond .. James Bond 

talk
you know like me 
that you'll never say again 
 you'll escape me

talk 
you know you're wrong
to keep protecting 
the man with the golden gun 

I must save the world 
from those filthy beings
i have to diffuse this bomb 
just in a few seconds
i live surrounded with bombs
red , brown or blonde
just remember my name !
my name is Bond .. James Bond

My Name Is Bond (translated lyrics)

THE SEA WAS WATCHING US

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually, as part of a future solo album)

Greetings my SC friends. I have a fun one to share with you today. In fact, it might exceed the legal limits for perky and quirky… so don’t go driving under the influence. :D

So here we are, choking down the remainder of January 2023 (try it with the honey mustard. It goes down a lot easier). Here in the US, many of us are trying to make the most of this potentially quieter year, as we count down to what I like to call Apocalyptageddon (otherwise known as the 2024 Presidential Election).

Despite (or perhaps in the face of) the ‘OMGHOLYSHITARGH!!!’ going on everywhere, I’m seeing the most interesting evolutions in this community. And it’s not just me noticing this. I’ve recently read quite a few comments about how much people have grown creatively. I’m seeing huge strides in the musical skills and songs of so many of our SC friends, many in just the past year. And I have a theory for why that is… and I am prepared to demonstrate…

Imagine for a moment that you are a human being with feelings. Someone comes up to you and says “I love who you turned out to be. You have a great mind and a great imagination. Your creations are quite magical. And I really want to spend more time in your space, seeing what you do next.”

If you’re like me, and I know I am (line blatantly stolen from a favorite MST3K), positive reinforcement like that is tremendously motivating. I can’t wait to get back to my creative space to see if I can make something even more awesome the next time. I know to a certain degree, that’s just me feeding my ego. But let’s face it. Ego is the Operating System we have been provided in this lifetime; and it does love to feed (it’s overfeeding that leads to bloating, so just try to keep to healthier serving sizes).

Now imagine again that you are one of those peeps with feels. Someone comes up to you and says “You suck. You’re worthless. You always will be.”

I personally find this slightly less motivating. And if you already have a less than ideal self esteem, that kinda crap sinks in deep and destroys confidence.

I think the point I’m trying to make is, the human experience isn’t meant to be a hermit-like adventure. I’m pretty sure loving ourselves for just being us may be one of the highest achievable goals. But as long as the ego is in the pilot’s seat, we need interaction (both verbal and physical). We need validation. We need to feel like our lives are meaningful. And we get that from each other. But it’s important to remember a subtlety… we also have the privilege of giving that to each other. And giving might actually be more beneficial to the soul than getting, where this gift is concerned.

This is where so many of you come in. You are the kind and loving voices, letting people know they’re doing great. You take the time to remind them, their creative explorations are worth the effort. Many of you motivated me to try harder through positive reinforcement, and even direct guidance. And I happily watch as you continue to do the same for the folks just starting up. You’re a beautiful bunch of people, and I admire you greatly. 

So please, you wonderful souls, keep doing what you’re doing; both being creative and being supportive. We all benefit from the kindness this group generates. We are all inspired to be better people through the actions of those who help us out along the way. You are all a huge positive influence in my life, and I hope I can be the same for you. Let’s make 2023 obnoxiously loving, friendly and funny. Let’s brighten this world again, dancing naked on the dining room table, a rose clamped tightly between our teeth.

I hope you enjoy my latest sonic meandering ‘Choosing Our Own Adventure’. :)

WTF! The Musical

Choosing Our Own Adventure

“How Deep Is The Sky?” (Paploviante Open Collab) – Download for Free
Written by Chris Barnett for Questionable Enterprises LLC. © 2023
Music by Paploviante 
Vocals by Wild Christopher
If you want the dry vocals, send me a DM

Paul’s Open Collab Offer (Sweet Dark Sky)
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/sweet-dark-sky
If you publish it, you have to mention Paploviante in the description and title!

A love in the heat of summer
But remember seasons change
In the cold of the winter
Feelings often fade away

She left me in the moonlight
She left me with the rain
Something meant to be forever
Will never be again

How long is the dark night
How deep is the sky
Does her voice still carry 
An eternal goodbye

How deep is the sky
How deep is the sky
Memories of sailing
But clipped wings never fly… fly

When I awoke it was from a dream
A heavenly body floating over me
But the nightmare is in the waking
To a ghost that still speaks
Even though she never returns
There’s a fire that still burns

She left me in the moonlight
She left me with the rain
Something meant to be forever
Will never be again

How long is the dark night
How deep is the sky
Does her voice still carry 
An eternal goodbye

How deep is the sky
How deep is the sky
My memories of sailing
Clipped wings never fly…

How deep is the sky
How deep is the sky
Does her voice still carry 
An eternal goodbye… goodbye

How Deep Is The Sky

How Deep Is The Sky? (Paploviante Open Collab Free Download)

The Valuable Friends:

@janinelevinson - Incredible Vocals and Voice Effects
@rick-4-1 - Beautiful Drums
@phil-mcwalter - The Other Stuff

WAITING FOR THE RAIN

And the vines abide
And lean on old familiar ways
From Hadrian to the Satellite Empire
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill

The hidden lines and lives
Walk their natural time above the plain
From hill fort to the bunkers underground 
The hill can quicken up your pulse
Standing on Dryhill
You can taste it on your breath
Standing on Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Waiting for the rain 
Waiting for the rain

Aeons old and yesterday
In a scintillation (Standing on Dryhill)
A breathless moment under 
The curious twinkling stars (Standing on Dryhill)
The water moves beneath us
It moves below the ice

(below, be-low)

A long-gone, summer swift scream
The hill is not dry
The vines do not wither
Rippling the waters of our many lives
The heart of the hill 
Beats on
Pushing the sleeping rabbit to awake and run (run, run, run)
Seize the seasons
Hang the reasons
In a thousand years the hill will not remember us or its many names…
Our heads boiled, eaten down to the white bone

And the vines abide
And lean on old familiar ways
From Hadrian to the Satellite Empire
You can feel it in your soul
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill
Standing on Dryhill
Waiting for the rain
Standing on Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Waiting for the rain
Waiting for the rain

Standing on Dryhill…

Phil McWalter Jan 2023
Recorded at Dryhill, Upper Rissington, Coventry and California
Art: My own manipulated image from the top of the hill...

Waiting For The Rain

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tenebrous

Hello!!!! I´m them lizard. If you let me live among the stones of your house, I promise to rid you of all insects.
For more sonic kitchen, please check: https://on.soundcloud.com/MZw8

THE LIZARD (WITH SONIC KITCHEN)

Gosh!  Over a year since I've posted a new song!  It’s been a rough few years, but for me, the past 6 months have been particularly hard.  

This song was written ages ago, but I wanted to record it, just to have a copy for myself.  It’s a one-take piano/singing thing, with flaws but a sense of the underlying feeling.  While I was producing it, it developed a life of its own.  I had thought I’d rock it up with quite a conventional sound, but the drums and bass insisted on having their own unique flavours – ribbons of synth.  Aah well, here it is, a bit rough around the edges but at least I can feel that I am making music again...  thanks so much for listening!

Rock it…

O rock it, come rock baby roll
there’s a tide rolling green through my soul
Somewhere faint I remember the person I am
Rock it, come baby rock baby roll

Seems everyone’s dancing to light, 
there’s a song we all hear in the night
With the moon wide and high static spitting the sky
seems everyone’s dancing to light
Some red and some yellow some white
seems everyone dances to light

And the dust, it comes muddy your veins
dreary life dull and moaning in pain
Circuits broken and lost and you can’t think to cry
lost the code lost the path and can’t understand why
and the meaningless days and interminable nights
when there’s nowhere to fly and the wings lost their flight
found the feathers all crushed on the floor
trampled broken, don’t work any more

O rock it, come rock baby roll
there’s a tide rolling green through my soul
Somewhere faint I remember the person I am
Rock it, come baby rock baby roll

But somehow the cycle moves through,
the winds of change whisper and call
some beat in your brain lets the sleep patterns change
to the pulse of the blood and the beat of the brain
and awaken arise to the life-song refrain

O rock it, come rock baby roll
there’s a tide rolling green through my soul
Somewhere faint I remember the person I am
Rock it, come baby rock baby roll

*    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *

Written sung made and played by Emma

Rock it...

I had something inside that must fly free.
NeoClassical
Modern Classical
Soundtrack
OST
BSO
Not Quite Classical
And ….  Prog rock. 

https://youtube.com/channel/UCFn6yvzY1gKi7lheBTK-Ftw
@TheBirdInside

THE LIZARD (WITH SONIC KITCHEN)

The Bird Inside

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