Singer audition goes terribly wrong. Parody song from 10 years ago.
I haven't touched the original shitty mix much, I wanted it to faithfully reflect the tragedy of the situation. :D
Me: vocals, additional voices, guitar, fretless bass, keys, electric drums
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Lyrics:
I've been pissing in the wind for a while
But I always do it with a smile
I catch a cold eight times a year
But darling oh no no no no no
Don't you shred a tear

There's a small bird
Nestles in my beard
But that's cool, when I am bored
I imagine I'm a bard

I've been missing kissing but
In need of oral stimulus
I can always chew on a cigarette butt


It's a crime

Sirpa Jokinen - synthesizer
Santeri Kaipiainen - synthesizer, piano
J. Koho - objects, electronics
Vesa Lehko - saxophone, percussion
Timo Pyhälä - bass
Juha Rautio - electric guitar, composition

Recorded by Vesa Lehko. Live at Rahina, Helsinki. 26.9.2025


Anything can happen (every 10th second) - a piece for Helsinki Improvisers Orchestra

Improvisation played on a break of rehearsal.

Post Is Post

Espaço que há ao lado

Gedichten op muziek, over de Havenstad Harlingen; meer informatie & boekingen 
https://www.jankobusseunnenga.nl/

bandcamp

08-Fabels-IX

PARLOR (part 1)

words, sounds and composition: jeff gardiner ( https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679 ) and jo richter

(a note by sonic structures and silent stretches)
Jeff and I both feel the grieve of letting go. In times like these, though, it might be wiser to move unpredictably. Our special thanks go to the memory of Carlos Castaneda, whose novels and gesta and concepts of reality had had quite an impression on our respective minds when they were a lot younger and infinitely more malleable. It's been a blast!

(a note from stonerjazz)
The photograph of the lovely bench taken by Jo reminds me of the conversations between Carlos Casteneda and Juan Matus while sitting on benches in city parks about Magic and human beings and the sheer wonder of this existence--the empty bench signifies their absence in a most poignant way and the final installment in this definitive journey-- and yes indeed it has been a Blast!:)
please find the complete scalar field collection in it's proper order at soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/scalar-fields and coming NOW to Bandcamp as an album too 😊

part I: journey's end
on the brink of sanity
patterns to puzzle a lot from
radiance translates as "shree"
illuminates the rhizome

as alchemists nurse sympathy
stellar drone and terran hum
dot the i and cross the t
I am many, we are one

and when the falcon's freefall flight
devours Osiris' agony
you sit, you breathe, you call it a night 
for feathers defy gravity
you have no name, you have no weight 
uncirculate demummified

Part II: journal's end
Even though, small and uninformed
he seemed to know and though he tried
to get a fix on how and why and when and where
Explanations, few and far between
appearing only in a dream
forgotten in the waking
while brains are baking
and crud is caking on the carcass
while it's slipping in it"s standing
exponentially expanding disappointments
take their toll,
even though, wouldn't trade
this moment for a nickel or
for anything at all
graduated, gratified beyond belief
time's the culprit
time's the thief

journal's end

scalar fields pt 13: journal's end - with stonerjazz

Just another little something for the project. I'll pop it right in here with the others. My kid had a pretty bad fever today but thankfully it has gone down but he was definitely lost in the frying pan for a short while. Im excellent company and hospitable to any fellow temporarily out of their mind so I made sure the little dude was comfortable while he was making it through.  Hopefully we can do Halloween tomorrow, but if not we will still have a jolly old time recovering at home. threw this together once he was finally able to get a little sleep.

Photograph of early evening in Florida visiting family.


Identifying Identity

This track was made entirely on analog equipment, using various methods of recording and manipulating tape.  It was made to fit the entire 45 minute side of one cassette tape.  Only the most rhetarded phaggots will understand this one.  All audio snippets were taken from recordings by us.

Radar Grind

Free Men

Portentous lament with episodes of extreme wildness

Trombone from Session on 04122025

hit music only experimental sums dos make sans

I'm open for collaborations, feel free to contact if you have something in mind.

Anything can happen (every 10th second) - a piece for Helsinki Improvisers Orchestra

Experimental SUMMER Hits