Armon Lost His Mind Again

Outside

Help me see

In a world blurred by noise and distraction, Three Photons offers clarity with "Help Me See"—a soul-searching ballad steeped in analog warmth and emotional depth.

Written by TJG March 2024


Rhythm Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Lead Guitar: Fender Jazzmaster
Guitar Amplifier: Vox AC15….set as clean I can get it. 

Fender pedal board: Line 6 delay; Fender clean boost



Mics: a pair of Royer r10 ribbons on guitars
Mics: AEA R44 vocal 
Mic preamps: API 312
Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape.

Basement boiler/heater – adding all kinds of unwanted noise 😉

Someday I will add drums and bass – but wanted to go for this raw guitar/vocal sound for now. 
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Help me see

I can’t see the stars tonight
Shining down or in your eyes
I can’t see the stars tonight

I can’t find the words tonight
Written down or in my mind
I can’ t find the words tonight

I can’t see the stars tonight
Shining down or in your eyes
I can’t see the stars tonight


Shining down or in your eyes 
I can’t see the stars tonight
Help me see 
Help me see the stars tonight

I could live a simple life
Slow it down or take a flight
I could live a simple life
I could live a simple life

I can’t see the see stars tonight
I can’t find the words tonight
Shining down or in your eyes
Help me see the stars tonight

I can’t find the words tonight
Written down or in my mind
I can’t find the words I like……

Help me see

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U070h3El9Ns&pp=ygUIbmFuYWlncHQ%3D

Hyoscyamus - Tau Mu(B3)

There's something metronomic about the planet, Nod. 

The slide guitar was played on a telecaster whilst the heavier riffs came from a Duesenberg Paloma put through a modern amp.

Interlude for a longer prog-rock song I am currently working on

Chasing Stars, Interlude

Wilfried Hanrath - Chasing Stars, Interlude

Empty Sky Morning

Orchestral stealth w/ tense pauses & worrying moments
Flowing and dismal, featuring floating oboe and strings that create a mysterious, elusive mood.

Night Creatures

Still had time to taste some crystals of silence, before the devil began to distort the transparent symmetry.
Hands with arched nails pull up the white raw silk stockings to her knees; she feels a renewed spirit, even though she knows the stockings will eventually come down again.
You can already hear the mud walking outside.
She goes out to buy milk bread at the cafe, when she opens the door of the building; she gives in to the dream the primacy of guiding her, tiptoe over water lilies.
A sting each time a bottle was dropped at the bottom of the recycling bin, she thought of the neighbors who were still sleeping, would they receive messages in their dreams that weren't written on the bottles?
She was reading a book like an actress in rehearsal as she walked down the street in autopilot mode, her knuckles brushing against the fresh morning myths; she was possessed by images in the heavy, noisy air, lines of passion in fragmentation.
People running on the small stone walkway with burning pain in their knees and heels.
He arrives at the cafe, sits down on the terrace where the sun shines, a breath of coffee spreads in the air with mysterious symbols. Under the water mirror of a small lake, roots in the form of clock hands that do not give in to the call of time, clinging to childhood, giant egg in the center of the lake half out of water, has a crack, is full of blood, through the blood a way. In the distance, a rocky slope, dismembered, alienated trees.
Cobalt-blue bodice, pointers tremble little needle screams, shadows in the eyes of the titties, two twin chapels, between them goes the size of your soul, close your eyes and remain static, cathedral of flavors of private cultivation, the pink mouth gives itself naked in the open air a procession courting the skin. Fine silk on which a heart of light is drawn falls from her breasts, with her hands she brushes away things like abracadabra, awakened mystery, creator plush, desert cross, chalice between her legs, soda with bubbles, she plays the organ.
Tights tucked over the head
Horse with a tank top dress pulled over the head
A fishing boat pull rope
Pregnant belly blindfolded
Hair roots
Everything turned upside down
Egg

Useless key - 7-11-2024 translation in description

2024-11-29

The Night Tells Its Story

Moog Voyager XL
Moog model D
Moog sub 37
ARP odyssey
Novation summit
Photo: H.Skeneby
Fontin forest , Kungälv 12/1 2025

Relayer

Freestyle and non-genre mostly. I am a composer and sound-designer, but in the first place a musician, mixing free improvisation and composition. I like collaborations; in case you feel inclined towards playing with me, feel free to contact me
Latest release: https://camembertelectrique.bandcamp.com/album/heyla

Wilfried Hanrath - Chasing Stars, Interlude

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