Name: 99 Chinese Balloons by Mice on Spice in Space
Duration: 4 min 14 s
Description: Check out, Ducks on Quack in Space, also on Soundcloud. https://soundcloud.com/user-713093027

How curious these Chinese balloons far in the blue sky, that moves slowly throwing their wave legs

Bravo ! Very interesting sound’searches ! You’ve found the perfect scary one  witch i suppose is the naughty 😅Chinene Ballon ! Am i right ? Good work !

cool sound love the synth sound,  great to hear sum nu sounds / in a ddubby style top

Silent Nemesis In The Mirror

bizarrely awesome song about a beautiful day. code name Ronald Goddamn Chase. I had no choice on this one, it came from the overlord.🗿 it's super positive and has a some kickass raw stuff. brace yourself.

🤘🤡🤘
love, ronald 
xoxo

ronald goddamn chase - raw songwriting track

Music video: https://youtu.be/65VmC8HeNrg 
“...from here, I can pretend...I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend...”
Neil Gaiman, Brief Lives (1994)

Kalpa, vita brevis (Clockworks III) video:https://youtu.be/65VmC8HeNrg

Check out, Ducks on Quack in Space, also on Soundcloud. https://soundcloud.com/user-713093027

99 Chinese Balloons

Blueprint for track that became 'Sandycove Milk'.

Inspired by wondrous music by Conin, whose track 'Kitty's Wake' reminded of the rich clay of Joyce's 'Finnegan's Wake'. This track, about the opening pages of Joyce's Ulysses, borrows coffee spoons, forever those of T.S. Eliot, in an effort to add sweet milk...drawn from the milk-well of honeyed Sandycove.  The lyric speaker is, notionally, Stephen Daedalus. For practical purposes, the lyric speaker is James Joyce himself. His aim? To hit Haines for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency] before heading to France on a ferry. Whilst Haines still feels guilty (sheepish) about having fired his pistol at an imaginary cat he thought he saw in the fireplace in the Martello tower in Sandycove (now the Joyce Museum....a sacred...magical place, whose attendant Joyce scholars told me about the Haines' imaginary cat episode....it is all true...yet also dovetails eerily with the first chapter of Ulysses).

The reference to Haines having consumed Absinthe is a narrative fiction, invented to offer an explanation for his dangerous behaviour. No peer reviewed evidence capable of demonstrating Absinthe has hallucinogenic properties, exists, to my knowledge.


Lyrics

[chorus]
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar

Hellenise me now
She come and go
talking bout Michelangelo
there will be time
there will be time

do I dare to eat a quiche?
I shall wear enchanted trousers
and float upon the beach

I’m still dreamin
something happened last night

Haines downed a snot-green bottle of Absinthe
started shooting at his Schrödinger's cat
in the fireplace
looks real sheepish this morning
gonna hit him for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency]
and get outta here
gliding on the Emerald sea
to Paris
with Haines’ guinea in my pocket
when I’m at sea

gonna go uptown now
hitting the top deck of this here Martello
gonna watch the mailboat
glide on an Emerald sea
gonna rest my shiny elbows
on the jagged granite
just leavin the harbour

and here comes stately Buck
bearing a bowl of lather
crossed razor and mirror as well
holding the bowl aloft
and intoning...intonin

Introibo ad altare Dei
sacred chalice
sacred cross
and now I’m lookin at the sea
Thallata...sweet mother
Hellenise me
mailboat clearin the harbour
rage of Caliban inside me
cos of Haines....[firing a gun inside the Martello tower when drunk the night before, at a giant cat he imagined was sitting near the fireplace]
sweet Thallata
buttercups on the quilt
powdered musk and gauds of amber beads
calm now like the sea
there will be time
there will be time

Martello

Available on Bandcamp as a Single! 
https://masha-solo.bandcamp.com/album/drifting-thru-a-welcome-reverie-single

Edit: Reupload, fixed some volume issues

An auditory daydream about free spirited music composition and going with the flow, which is what I tend to do, and a love letter to dream pop. 

Canva for the floral background photo.

Lyrics:

Listening for silence...
Making sure it's there
What I'll be recording
I'm not yet aware

A welcome reverie
To somewhere deep 
Inside my mind
A welcome reverie
To somewhere deep 
Inside my mind
A welcome reverie
To somewhere deep 
Inside my mind
A welcome reverie
To somewhere deep 
Inside my mind

Just the other day,
I heard myself say
"No it's okay"
"I'll find my own way out
"Of this self created maze"
But I needed your help

A welcome reverie
To somewhere deep 
Inside my mind
A welcome reverie
To somewhere deep 
Inside my mind

Listening for silence...
Making sure it's there
What I'll be recording
I'm not yet aware

An ever-changing outlook on life,
Now it looks bright!
In spite of my fear,
I think I'll conquer it this year

Now that I've found out
My passion is to entertain
I'll try to achieve far greater things
With these chords and melodies
Now that I've found out
My passion is to entertain
I'll try to achieve far greater things
With these chords and melodies

An ever-changing outlook on life,
Now it looks bright!
In spite of my fear,
I think I'll conquer it this year

A welcome reverie
To somewhere deep 
Inside my mind
A welcome reverie
To somewhere deep 
Inside my mind

Just the other day,
I heard myself say
"No it's okay"
"I'll find my own way out
"Of this self created maze"
But I needed your help

You gave me some good advice
Of how to wake up and act,
How to wake up and act,
How to wake up and act
And I thank you for that
Thank you for that

Thank you for that
And I thank you for that
Thank you for that
Thank you for that!

Ambitious Daydreams

Drifting Thru (a welcome reverie)

Si te quedas o te vas (que va a pasar).m4a

Challenge was to make one of my shorter songs with one of my longer lyrics, so I 'had' to craft it into an amalgam of 9/4 and 4/4 signatures. Thus, it may feel crazy on verses but I hope also catchy on refrains.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)  /  I ask only not to have desires (I don’t want to imagine anymore)

¿Puedes explicarme qué es lo que me pasa?  /  Can you tell me what happens to me?
Señor, llévate de mí esta confusión.  /  Lord, take away this confusion.
Quítame el don de la inteligencia,  /  Take the gift of intelligence from me,
pues si no pensara tanto, sería feliz.  /  because if I didn’t think so much, I would be happy.

Siento que este mundo me es extraño,  /  I feel this world is strange,
estoy a disgusto con mis sentidos.  /  I get displeasure from my senses.
No puedo comprender su funcionamiento,  /  I cannot understand their functioning,
ni siquiera amoldarme a él.  /  nor even get used to it.

Sólo pido no tener deseos,  /  I ask only not to have desires,
ya no quiero imaginarme nada.  /  I don’t want to imagine anything anymore.

Esta situación siempre es pasajera,  /  This situation is always temporary,
pero se repite una y otra vez.  /  but repeats itself again and again.
Este malestar de cuerpo y alma  /  This discomfort of soul and body
me hace desear dejar de ser.  /  makes me wish to stop being.  

Pienso entonces en todos los que me quieren,  /  Then I think of all those who love me,
o al menos en los que a veces lo parecen…  /  or at least about those who sometimes seem to…
¿Por qué es tan difícil la coexistencia  /  Why is coexistence so difficult
en medio de una sociedad inteligente?  /  in an intelligent society?

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

No deberías dejar pensar a algo imperfecto,  /  You should not allow something imperfect to think,
sino limitarlo a cumplir su función social.  /  but limit it to fulfilling its social role.
Sólo quiero ser un engranaje más, señor,  /  I only want to be one more cog, Lord,
en tu rebaño de almas, sin preguntas.  /  in your flock of souls, without questions.

Esta vida que me has dado, señor,  /  This life you have given me, Lord,
me tortura, de modos insospechados,  /  tortures me, in unsuspected manners,
a buscarle un sentido a mis dudas,  /  to look for a sense to my doubts,
lo cual, tal vez, sea precisamente su fin!  /  which, maybe, is precisely its purpose!

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

ER43FI10 97-18

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)

ATRIUM .

written and recorded may 2013 by andrew salvner (aka pretzels malone)
recorded on 4-track cassette (vocals mixed on audacity)
track 1 – bass guitar and drums / track 2 – piano / track 3 – flute (keyboard) / track 4 – vocals 

I busted out my old yamaha psr300m for this track.  there is something about that keyboard.  i have had it for 20 years.  it is just fun to bang on.

the vocals and keyboard parts are brand new…just recorded them the other day, the bass and drums I recorded a few months ago.  it might be the bass line that I am most proud of.  I got lucky when I recorded it…don’t know that I could play it as well again :)

the lyrics (and melody) are a reworking of an experimental piece i released a year ago.  the original version only used a short guitar loop, and I had always wanted to redo it with more instruments.

the words:
here comes the summer people.  the suntan lotion motorboat people.
here comes the people with boats, they all got ropes on their boats
they'll tie you up with those ropes, while wearing coats on their boats
you gotta keep your head down, they're looking all 'round the town.
they're finding people to drown.  here they come, get down.
here comes the summer people.  the suntan lotion motorboat people
i saw 'em coming up over the hill.  they're coming quickly now, we gotta get out.

the first take on this song can be found here --- http://soundcloud.com/pretzelsmalone/the-summer-people

99 Chinese Balloons

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