This track represents my work life of fixing broken big rigs or in the uk truck or lorry’s 

Kenny the mechanic

https://soundcloud.com/noxpox-page-16/sets/noxpox-uno-tekno?si=1fdff072e7184efe87f2f9b6f4071c93&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Image by ChatGPT

Tekno Signature (noxpox open collab)

Tekno Signature (noxpox Open Collab)

I wrote this song while thinking of my great friend Jim Maack, who was also my brother-in-law.  He was suffering from an especially aggressive form of cancer at the time and he was heavy on my mind.  All I could think of was the spirit of this man.  I recently spoke at his service which was attended by hundreds of people he touched - standing room only.  I can't begin to explain how amazing this person was.  This song captures his spirit in a small way.  He was the kindest, most positive person I've ever known.

Jim's Song

Here's my musical resonance to this week's haiku from @naviar-records.

slanting sunlight rays
a warm hazy afternoon
the forest to hear

by: Marc Sheridan

https://www.naviarrecords.com/naviarhaiku592-slanting-sunlight-rays/

Thanks to Marco Sebastiano Alessi from Naviar records.

The forest (naviarhaiku592)

method: some of my sonic prep can be seen here: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DJwfUwDMhl8/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==
narration: Simplicius' point of view, not jason's for sure
image: taken in a museum in Athens, Greece, 2012, copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

the morning creaked
on rusty hinges
not prone to please
on fraying fringes

midday soaked
with vain ambition
the argo, the fleece
a hero's contrition

the evening balked
away from the night
the numbers chalked 
didn't add up right

and in the dark
and in the dark
their widows cried
their widows cry

and in the dark

The Storm

Let me not be a storm,
descending over the city.

Let me not be a bomb,
that in its own noise 
cannot recognize the victim.

Let me be a wrapping,
that absorbs sounds 
and creates silence.

Let me be an opportunity,
that appears by the wall.



Poetry written by Manca Klun
Music and Sounds by Alessandro De Oliveira Bastos

The Storm

dimatura_01

2025-08-28

nocturne

Aliens : the broadway musical, soundscape. 
A tense, minimal soundscape of drifting machinery and eerie emptiness. 
Pulsing sub-bass, metallic echoes, and 3D granular textures evoke deep space isolation.

Escape capsule

Immersive collaborative album of Atmøsphäre and Dionisaf, steeped in cold textures, shadowy resonance, and layers of abrasive noise, conjures a bleak sonic tundra — where icy drones, distorted textures, and shadowy pulses stretch across vast, unforgiving landscapes.

Produced, mixed and mastered by Tom Lievens (Atmøsphäre) and Dionis Afonichev (Dionisaf)
Cover picture by Tom Lievens
Cover design by Dionis Afonichev

Northern Dreamscapes

Aurora

OctaveOrange- The Eternal Forge

In dialogue with sound and resonances within ambient-drone, minimalism, and post-rock. Playing guitar and using pedals, with occasional field recordings. Captured without digital post-production, letting the moment’s constraints collide and emerge.

The forest (naviarhaiku592)

Daniele Marx