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Mistakes And All - The Brass REDUX By TheGat(s)

IN A CORNER SOMEWHERE

7/15 from the collection, Everything Except Oblivion (soundcloud.com/jenniferroe/sets/everything-except-oblivion)

This is one of fifteen vignettes written, translated, and produced by sound artist Raul (Raðulfr Maganhar, @raoulfr) and voiced by Jennifer Roe (@jenniferroe) from the project, Everything Except Oblivion. "It's not poetry, it's not music," says Mainer, whose "thinkmeters" are cut and crystalized from his daily experiences. Each "slice" paints and processes a memory—the good and the bad, the light and the dark—in a sort of sonic journal. "Each one has their story and characters, but I hope that whoever listens will make it their own," says Mainer, who likens these soundscapes to meditation sessions for mortals. Against a backdrop of mystical music, a narrator points the way to nirvana . . . but with words and sounds that are earthly and human.

Cover art: "Epiphany Sisters." Sculpture, photo, and design by Jennifer Roe (Instagram: @jkbroe, SoundCloud @jenniferroe)

7: With Ripped Pockets (Raðulfr Maganhar ft. Jennifer Roe, voice)

Blink Twice - LSP

when love speaks we must be quite
Video:
https://youtu.be/TXDJ28Wg4gY
Vocals Naicke
Naicke:https://soundcloud.com/user-746049418
https://naicke.net/

lyrics:


Wir müssen leise sein, wenn die Liebe spricht

 

Eigentlich war da nur dieser Tag

Eigentlich war da nur dieser Moment

Eigentlich war da nur dieser Blick

Da war doch nur ein Blick

da war doch nur ein Blick

Eigentlich vollkommen

Eigentlich war da nur dieser Blick

Eigentlich war da nur dieser Moment

Dieser Moment

Vollkommen

Eigentlich war da nur dieser Traum

Da war doch nur ein Traum

Da war doch nur ein Traum

Eigentlich vollkommen

Da war doch nur dieses Bild

Da war doch nur dieser Augenblick

Im warmen Licht stehen wir dicht an dicht

Wir müssen leise sein

Wir müssen leise sein

Wir müssen leise sein, wenn die Liebe spricht

Ein Versprechen, das niemals bricht

Wir müssen leise sein

Da war doch nur dieser Tag

Da war doch nur dieser Augenblick

Eigentlich vollkommen

Im warmen Licht stehen wir dicht an dicht

Irgendwie mit Zuversicht

Wir müssen leise sein, wenn die Liebe spricht

Ein Versprechen, das niemals bricht

Im warmen Licht stehen wir dicht an dicht, irgendwie mit Zuversicht

Wir müssen leise sein, wenn die Liebe spricht

Wir müssen leise sein, leise sein

Wir müssen leise sein, wenn die Liebe spricht

Wir müssen leise sein, wenn die Liebe spricht ft. Naicke (video link in description)

Only For You

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Dependency You Are

Cosmic Insects

Awesome collab with my awesome friend, Electra Volcana https://soundcloud.com/user-6008493

She's A Badass Girl - featuring Electra Volcana

Jo Richter @sonic-textures a.k.a. Sonic Textures and Silent Stretches produced a really fascinating soundscape with poetry that he offered as an open collaboration. Here is the link to the original:
https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/concatenandus?in=sonic-textures/sets/open-for-collaboration
Here is a link to a version which Stonerjazz @user-911083679 added to. My remix is working from this one:
https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679/song-0049wav
And if you'd like to hear one more iteration of this open collab, here is a great one from Nic: https://soundcloud.com/nic_nic_nic/concatenandus-nic-version 

I was quite fascinated by Jo's poem. See below for the lyrics.  I added the full text back in after chopping up some elements of it to create this soundscape, and when it the words sit on top they line up in some very interesting serendipitous ways.

I also have just released a version with soundscape only and just snippets of words left in the background, in case you'd like to hear without the poem overlaid:
http://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/photographs

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Lyrics / copyright jo richter:
concatenandus - (on the meaning of wind generators in fashion photography)

she kept wondering about all those photographs
that show flowing hair and wide, wind-swept robes
until she understood: those ropes connect halves
of a self that's caught and its dasein-based scopes

what is my real size if it's not epidermical skin?
the reach of my voice? my status, hierarchical clout?
my environmental footprints, global, within?
my life's agenda? some will being lived out?

what is my true reach into psyche, space, time?
which pasts do shape my tribulations and loves?
she thought of herself as a poor poet's rhyme,
as a reflection of life in a stock photograph.

a stranger wave of understanding hit her
when she unfolded into the moment -
she was not singled out, her whole world was with her
she was connected in a well-worn arrangement

of events manifest: she yelled out with joy:
birds nest in my hair, my feet walk the ground
this self tried to bind me, this gravitational ploy
but beyond all that hassle, spins a world that is round

Wir müssen leise sein, wenn die Liebe spricht ft. Naicke (video link in description)

her trusty dream tiger