Dune

Your parachute works but a dimensional flux hurls you onto the smooth surface of a planet made of blue glass. Even here, you struggle with old pains just as healing water spirits appear as in in answer.

La femme chimère

NOTE: SOUNDCLOUD UPLOAD PROCEDURESS ARE BASICALLY BROKEN. DEATH BY CATERING FOR AN INDUSTRY, NOT PEOPLE.


method: taking the sl 2 (and some other pedals) for a ride into lush territories and then  being rigidly minimalist in the initial mixing … the initial mixing, yes …. things evolved a bit on the longish side, though ... I hope the endeavour is worth your while …. there will be carmenta pt2 soon, then employing the (older but less menue-diving) sl 20 pedal

narration: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carmenta – creating categories on the fringes of the unconscious tends to corrupt perception which is why the number of sibyls (or fates, or muses) varies dramatically over time and cultural stages – even if you do not hear it at first, the full poem is included in this soundscape

image: a fridge magnet (made of fake marble and adorned with a tourist version of the etruscan alphabet) was purchased at the gift shop in the villa giulia in rome which houses the etruscan museum. I went there more than a decade ago and very much enjoyed mostly empty showrooms at year’s end, much to my delight. The electronic gear also shown is a lot more recent and the overall mesh-up-art is just nice as is- long live gimp  ;-) copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter
(actually, the poem is titled ETRURIA. For this album, however, three syllables  are mandated which is why I chose the name of the sibyl referred to, carmenta, who is supposed to have shifted the spelling of the letters to create the etruskan alphabet, later inspiring the „latin“ letters):

aporia
aporia
all new shapes to
praise carmenta

dolphins leap through
arcs made of waves
to welcome the new
lines, strokes and staves

etruria
euphoria
raise your caverna
and praise carmenta

carmenta pt 1

I'm playing ma heart out here !

Dying for a beer under this hazy sky 
The sun’s oot but it’s playing shy 
Fingers crossed for a golden glow 
But shadows stretch where they shouldn’t go

Light on

Nel chiaroscuro dell'alba nascente,
si dissolve l'eco di sogni passati,
 l'anima, fragile e potente, muta
in una danza di forme trasformate.

Ogni respiro si fa eco di rinascita,
tra il vecchio e il nuovo, tra l'oggi e il mai,
un cammino tessuto da fili invisibili,
dove l'essenza muta e mai si perde.

La metamorfosi è un abbraccio infinito,
tra il prima e il dopo, tra sogno e realtà,
un inno all'anima che evolve e risplende,
una sinfonia eterna di vita e verità.

"Metamorphosis"
In the chiaroscuro of the rising dawn,
the echo of past dreams dissolves,
the soul, fragile and powerful, changes
in a dance of transformed forms.

Every breath becomes an echo of rebirth,
between the old and the new, between today and never,
a path woven by invisible threads,
where the essence changes and is never lost.

The metamorphosis is an infinite embrace,
between the before and the after, between dream and reality,
a hymn to the soul that evolves and shines,
an eternal symphony of life and truth.

Metamorfosi

Deleted spaces Jam. Live recording

🎚️ Audio Interface – Steven Francis

Plug into purity with Audio Interface, a 3:38 ambient soundscape from the 432Hz Relax 2 collection by Steven Francis. This track is all about connection—where human energy meets digital clarity, woven through subtle drones and minimalistic textures tuned to the heart-centred 432Hz frequency.

🔌 Inspired by the invisible systems we rely on for creativity and control 🎹 Featuring immersive keyboard layers and spatial atmospherics by UK artist Steven Francis 🌐 Designed for chill-out sessions, sound healing, or resetting your workflow

“Audio Interface” isn’t just sonic—it’s symbolic. It mirrors the way we interact with our world, channelling intention through frequency and tone.

Catch it now on Bandcamp and stay tuned to your inner signal.

Dune

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