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FRIENDS ARE ELECTRIC vol 1

Best of the Cloud : summer music special

NO SAD SONG WHEN I'M ALONE

NEW PLAYLIST GREAT ARTISTS MIX MASH UP!

Dog Days II

Cool for Summer '22

Birds

Mixed for Lillithe

MOVE ALONG, PLEASE, NOTHING TO HEAR HERE various artists vol 1

Blue Smoke

Sur Le Littoral Du Pays De Caux - On the Coast of the Country Of Caux

A little song by a fellow musician named Mirjam Keijnemans inspired me to write this version.

With her kind permission I may publish the romantic dance version of her 'Lovely Bird' here.

Be sure to listen in:
https://soundcloud.com/mirjam-keijnemans

Thank you, Mirjam 😊

Mirjam Keijnemans' "Lovely Bird" (Romantic Dance Version)

In Memories

Phoenix Lights

PREDICTING THE PAST

SHE GAVE ME WATER

A new experiment

The song is ambient music that I think of myself. It's very easy to make songs in this genre, so I thought I'd make it after finding the answer to the "image of space".
① I get tired of reducing the number of sounds and devising reverberation effects and sound localization (I ...)
② Glitch-type short sounds produce a spaciousness.
③ The melody narrows the space.
④ I think there are two-dimensional sounds, three-dimensional sounds, and four-dimensional sounds that make you forget the passage of time.
　Ambient music that I think of is not a sound make-up in which the synthesizer keeps producing the same sound, but 　I want to produce it by painting over my favorite sounds.
It was

The sound that fills the space and the sound that expands the space (No.207)

Music, Organ, Bass, Drums, a few effects: Jan Schonander
Guitar: Laurent of Wypernet https://soundcloud.com/wypernet

Think
считать
думати
考える
Pense
思考
सोच
Pensad

The Madness

The Madness | Wypernet 🎸

Mythic Paploviante 2022 / Open Collaboration
Music and Mix Paploviante
Logic Pro X
BPM 95
Free Download
The track is downloadable as a mp3 file!
You can complete what you want!
If you publish it, you have to mention me in the description and title!

MYTHIC - Paploviante-Open Collaboration

"Essentially, there’s a universe inside your brain. The number of connections possible inside your brain is limitless. And as people have learned to have more managerial and direct creative access to their brains, they have also developed matrices or networks of people that communicate electronically. There are direct brain/computer link-ups. You can just jack yourself in and pilot your brain around in cyberspace-electronic space.”
― Timothy Leary, Chaos & Cyber Culture

Bag Of Hallucinations

But Grandma Does Have Wheels (She Is, In Fact, A Wagon)

My Dog Stepped On A Bee

Serve chilled. I posted this track by accident but wtf, I'll leave it. 

Up All Night

In The First Moments Of Dawn

I HARDLY SPEAK INUKTIKUT
AND NOT A SINGLE WORD OF YUPIK
ALTHOUGH I LOVE THE BARREN LANDS
FROM POND INLET TO KIPNUK

BUT ANYWAY IN ANY TONGUE
I’D LOVE TO SING THIS SONG ALONG
WITH HARSHA AND WITH ALL MY HEART
IN MEMORY OF OLD STADTPARK

LADOROTHY RAYCNE LIGHTFOOT
AT LAST YOUR LOVE HAS COME ALONG`
LONELY DAYS ARE A LONG TIME GONE
WHAT IS LIFE BUT A SONG ?

DON’T MIND ME SHUFFLING ALL IN ONE
THE ONES YOU CARRY IN YOUR HEART
YOUR KIDS YOUR STEPSON AND YOUR MUM
YOUR ZOEY OLD PET IN THE STARS

LADOROTHY RAYCNE LIGHTFOOT
AT LAST YOUR LOVE HAS COME ALONG`
LONELY DAYS ARE A LONG TIME GONE
WHAT IS LIFE BUT A SONG ?

AND WHEN THE WEATHER TOLD YOU SO
THERE WAS NO OTHER WAY TO GO
YOU TOOK A TEN HOURS RIDE ON SLEDGE
OVER THE FROZEN TUNDRA

LADOROTHY RAYCNE LIGHTFOOT
AT LAST YOUR LOVE HAS COME ALONG`
LONELY DAYS ARE A LONG TIME GONE
WHAT IS LIFE BUT A SONG ?

WITH MY WARMEST REGARDS TO RUBY
CHARLES ERNEST ROME SHAWN
GRAHAM LEILA HARSHA OF COURSE 
ALL THE BEST TO YOU LADOROTHY RAYCNE LIGHTFOOT

LADOROTHY RAYCNE LIGHTFOOT (Lyrics) Song for LaDorothy...

This song was written for anyone who is not able to be with the one they love. Being at a distance from a special someone means you have to find ways to stay in touch.

thanks to primcron 100 for writing the instrumental and asking me to sing on it.  The original title was cyber mile and that is how I got the idea for the lyrics. I thought of a couple in love who had to be in a long distance relationship

I wrote and recorded this over a year ago when we were still in lockdown so it really helped me to imagine what this would be like for such a couple.

be sure to support the version my collaborator put out which has over 2200 plays :)

Listen to in touch - The Cyber love ft(Mandy Alicia) by primcron 100 on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/QYBfg

In Touch - primcron 100 ft. Mandy Alicia

Many thanks to Ingvar Tautra for the evocative oceanic original.
https://soundcloud.com/agnosturaelwar/the-ocean-remembers-my-name?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
The additional flute tracks hopefully take us to the beautiful Bass Rock in The Firth of Forth, Scotland (pictured)where the colony of Northern Gannets are battling against the ravages of avian influenza. We can but pray for their survival.

Photo c/o Pinterest.

The Ocean Remembers My Name [Auk mix] - Ingvar Tautra | WBE

What I Want In Life

What I Want In Life - With Dirk Ködderitzsch

Cover  of the great singer Dinah Washington.

Mad About The Boy By Sucole & 6qsax

Quand les rêves nous reviennent dans la journée....

When dreams come back to us during the day....

Vapeurs de rêve

Vapeurs De Rêve

Don’t Follow

Youtube Music video (Lyrics) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5wVbSOlfh9s

night and day
24/7/365
💚
If I could... I would run to you

Written and produced by Deep Sky Musics
Vocals from Splice

Like an Echo (Lyrics video on youtube)

Feuerfanz

Heartbeat

Your True Oedipus Complex

The instrumental track is courtesy of Arma Ignifera :
https://soundcloud.com/herronsound/truenameopencollab
...which is the open collaboration version of this track : 
https://soundcloud.com/myrhyum/your-true-name-arma-ignifera-and-myrh
Effluence has graciously provided the vocal track : https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/1174/oedopious-complex-by-effluence-80bpm-jazz-acapella
Special thanks to Arma Ignifera, Myrh (taRka) and Effluence.

Your True Oedipus Complex ~ Arma Ignifera/Myrh/Effluence (Mahan Mahan Remix)

[Original demo]
Recorded in 2018
Remaster: 2022

Tropical Coast

My submission for the July 2022 Sim Selection monthly challenge of Benn Jordan's discord community.

Theme is 'Survival on Mars' with
keywords: worthless, broken and 11/16. 

I think my track may be more in 11/4 (two bars 4/4, one bar 3/4 for the main theme), but it's all in fun anyway.

Photo by Who’s Denilo ? on Unsplash

Air Is Thin

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Cutting The Tension With A Diamond Blade

In My Veins

A 3 way tribute to denounce those trying to make us believe all their
"caca boudin" "bullshit" "merde". It's been parfumed under the name of green, "relancement" et al. It is starting to really stink.

This World Runs on Perfumed Bullshit

THIS WORLD RUNS ON PERFUMED BULLSHIT - collab Audiobake & Gothic Funk

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, arrangement and production.

Einstein determined that time is relative and that the rate at which it passes depends on your frame of reference.  Now I’m not saying that I’m much of a scholar of his work but what I do know is that when the Covid pandemic was at it’s height and we were all confined to our homes, many of those that I spoke to didn’t even know where in the week we were, let alone the time of day, so yer man Einstein probably had a point.

This song was written long before the pandemic surfaced and came during telephone and email conversations I had with my two fellow Cripple Club garage band members, Gary and Hans . For example, I was chatting to Gal one day when he said “You know, I just can’t get the hang of time, these days.  Weeks seem to just merge into each other”. 

On the very same day, Hans sent me an email in which he stated "I’m really struggling to get the hang of time at the moment…” As someone who spends much of his time at home anyway, the two ‘hang of time’ statements did resonate with me and therefore carried an intriguing synchronicity.  I’m not someone who thinks these things have any mystical significance but the fact that they had both used precisely the same expression on the same day certainly placed the idea for this song in my mind.

Thanks again to Hans for taking the concept and formulating it so brilliantly into his arrangement for the song.  And many thanks to you for listening.
(Terry Reeves)

I just can’t get the hang of time
Tomorrow seemed a million miles behind
And yet a date turns up in front of mind
What more to remember or try to find

I just can’t get the hang of time

Another month goes by without a breath
Although breathing in moves me to the left
Time to the right can cause calendar theft
Pitching very low sounds to a musical clef

I just can’t get the hang of time

No shaking up time without showing my age
As click track continues keep missing the page
Never losing my temper but cheating a rage
There is never a tempo that keeps sounds in a cage

I just can’t get the hang of time (Repeat)

BREAK

Qualified people pointing a direction to live
Not one understands why I’m mentally captive
Each box with a tick but the time doesn’t give
My Individual need making all words so inactive

I just can’t get the hang of time

A window reflection shows a man with a beard 
Tuesday or Wednesday? All days disappeared
I just can’t get the hang of time
It wasn’t meant to be an ageing skill of mine.

I just can’t get the hang of time

THE HANG OF TIME - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

An overdubbed guitar duet recording that I made (around 1999)
This is a cover of a composition by Jimmy Rowles
Inspired by legend John McLaughlin
Photograph by Joshua Lasky

The Peacocks

Three Amigos

"Darkenläu" is an auditory voyage that traverses the boundary between darkness and light, echoing the transition from the depths of night to the break of dawn. Recorded in the serene coastal town of Akureyri, nestled amidst Iceland's breathtaking landscapes, this track is a pivotal piece from Laxá & Heima Kvartett's highly anticipated album, "Wren."

Led by the haunting melodies of Lisbeth Heima's violin and Sif Árnadóttir's ethereal strings, the ensemble is anchored by the rhythmic pulse of Matthias Helguson's drums and the brooding bass lines of Bjarne Guðjohnsen. Jussi Siglarson's guitar weaves through the sonic tapestry with a ferocity reminiscent of a distant storm on the horizon, while Mike Taylor's keyboards add layers of atmospheric depth.

Drawing inspiration from post-rock's introspective tendencies and classical finesse, "Darkenläu" envelops listeners in a swirling maelstrom of emotions. The juxtaposition of Gothic intensity and celestial euphoria creates a sonic landscape where darkness and light converge, offering glimpses of hope amidst the shadows.

As the guitar pierces through the sonic veil with the precision of a surgeon's scalpel, listeners are propelled into a realm where introspection meets catharsis. Synths soar like spirits ascending towards the heavens, carrying the weight of the night's struggles with them.

With "Darkenläu," Laxá & Heima Kvartett invite audiences to embark on a transformative journey—one that transcends musical boundaries and resonates with the soul. Prepare to be immersed in an enigmatic symphony that captures the essence of the human experience: the relentless pursuit of light in the darkest of times.
Laxá & Heima Kvartett are:

Jussi Siglarson - Guitar
Bjarne Guðjohnsen - Bass
Matthias Helguson - Drums
Mike Taylor - Keyboards
Lisbeth Heima - Violin
Sif Árnadóttir - Violin
Natasha Guðmundsdóttir - Viola
Ída Sigurðardóttir - Cello

Darkenläu: Echoes of Dawn by Laxá & Heima Kvartett: Atmospheric Post-Rock Symphony"

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Tomorrow, 22 August 2022, marks ten years since my brother Bri died. Hard to believe. I remember that day as if it were yesterday. His ashes were released into the River Thames, from the towpath that runs alongside Fulham football ground (quaintly known as ‘Craven Cottage’). He’d been a lifelong supporter of the club so this seemed a very appropriate resting place for him.

For those unaware of the sporting ritual, nearly every year since 1839, there's been a boat race on The Thames between Oxford & Cambridge Universities, held on a course between Putney and Mortlake. It is quite the occasion, with crowds lining the banks of the river for much of the four mile, 374 yard distance. It is broadcast live by the BBC and the Fulham stadium can clearly be seen as the crews row past. Guess who we think of when that happens?

When we were kids, we lived on a housing estate just a couple of minutes from the river, so Boat Race Day was always special. Every family was either a vehement supporter of the light blues of Cambridge or the dark blues of Oxford which seemed quite normal at the time but, thinking back, appears quite odd now. We were all decidedly lower class, with precious little chance of attending any university, let alone Oxbridge. But I clearly remember having a punch up with another kid on the estate because he supported Oxford. Total madness…but in my defence, I was very young at the time.

The family ritual was to watch the race on the telly until it reached Hammersmith Bridge, run to the river to watch the boats go by and then run back to see the finish. You still hear folks say “We had to make our own fun in those days” and I rather think this custom now falls into that deeply enigmatic category.

So that’s how Bri’s death has become inextricably linked to The Boat Race and the thoughts I have of him when the drone cameras look down upon the crews as they zoom past Craven Cottage. The fond memories always win out over the political bewilderment…and, strange as it may seem, I still want Cambridge to win.

For you, Bri. We miss you. (Terry Reeves)

Ten years of ashes floating, reasons to find
Connected thoughts search sensitive mind
Watery echoes continue, grieving combined
Reluctant tidal memories, questions behind

Never to forget you're all part of me

Cambridge beat Oxford, repair some sorrow 
But cannot add smiles to a never tomorrow 
A two to one chance, exciting times borrow 
History growing up, running riverside to follow

Never to forget you're all part of me

Ten years have past left me standing here
No harmony practice, new song to appear
Every heartbeat 4/4 beat counting each year 
Independence not requested, vocal unclear

Never to forget you're all part of me

From Birth to final moments always there
No feeling exchanged or choosing to care
50 years of musical lifetime joined with stare 
Total love for a brother, dreams cannot share

Never to forget you're all part of me
Never to forget you’re all part of me

RELEASE THE ASHES - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

*COMING SOON: Not My Neighborhood, Extended Rant Mix!
The Rant: Cono Corvino & Nadia 
Instrumental & Mix by Garddwr Porffor: 
https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Sax by Nigel Manning of The Windscale Blues Experiment: 
https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues
Lyrics, Vocals, Production by Nadia Selvaggi
'Two Boys Smoking' (1975) by Photographer Peter Bellamy:
https://pswbportaiture.blogspot.com/
http://www.peterbellamyphoto.com/
More on Peter Bellamy: 
https://medium.com/@Brownstoner/in-1970s-brooklyn-when-horses-roamed-gowanus-and-kids-played-stickball-photos-a3bbe85c0246
New York Street Noise by Pixabay

Not My Neighborhood
by Nadia Selvaggi

This, this, this is not my neighborhood!
Where is Williamsburg, Brooklyn --
my crime-ridden, filthy, spray-painted 'hood?

Where is Eastern District High School?
Where is that old school cool?
Where is all the red brick?
Where are all the addicts itchin' for a fix?

I don't know this place at all
I don't smell my Grandma's moth or meat balls
Corporate greed, thy will be done,
as it is in Manhattan and the City of London

Mr. Global's mercenaries killed our low rent, 
our culture, and our authenticity
Damn the L train gentrifiers!
Damn the cold glass and bitter steal!

Bamonte's, Fortunato Brothers, Nunzio and Sons,
survived New York's perpetual reinvention
Tell me craft beer drinking, Hipster trust fund --
where is my 11211?

Not My Neighborhood by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi (w The Windscale Blues Experiment)

MUSICIANS WITH VISION THEME number 5

A tone poem,  describing a leaf or twig floating down the river, sometimes swirling sometimes slow, sometimes fast.  Solo guitar.
Was thinking of Smetana ATT. 

The River

This is the last one of 44 songs I wrote with my mom’s Spanish guitar in my university years, songs I’ve been arranging and posting to SC for the last 6 years (I’ve skipped 4 of them which will become a conceptual album soon).

I’m so glad to have https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson’s help on polishing the English texts and lending her vocal and painting arts to such an important song for me.

Also must credit https://soundcloud.com/user-498459842 for kindly and freely mastering the track.
 
CANCIÓN TRISTE CUANDO ESTOY SOLO (SAD SONG WHEN I’M ALONE)

Canción triste cuando estoy solo, para que sepas que yo nunca me iré.
Canción triste por todo lo que amo, último recuerdo de lo que pudo ser.

Sad song when I'm alone, so that you know I will never be gone.
Sad songs for all I love, are the last reminders of my ancient glow.

Do you think that someone somewhere else would ever care that I was here?
Do you think a future living man will give a damn for you and me?
Who could he be?

¿Piensas que a alguien a quien no conocí le importará si estuve aquí,
o no estuve yo?
¿Piensas que alguien que viva después se acordará de ti o de mí?
¿Quién podrá ser?

Canción triste…

¿Piensas que una nueva vida de amor nos bastará para creer,
para sentir?
¿Acaso te importa lo que piense la gente de mis intereses para morir por mí,
para morir por mí?

Do you think another life of love will be enough for us to see,
for us to feel?
Do you care what people really think about my pride, and will you die,
will you die with me?

Sad song…

ER44FI11 1997-2018

Canción triste cuando estoy solo (ft. Janine Levinson)

MIDNIGHT TRAIN TO ZEN CITY

I Lost Myself.mp3

13-homeless man-01.mp3

A Jam with https://soundcloud.com/user-538345690/the-windscale-blues-509358245
remastered on 04/28/2023

Birdcage Blues -Blowback- by The Windscale Blues Experiment

A pleasure to combine an extended "am1270920" by the amazing Boson Spin with a tenor sax solo and a woodwind trio.
Many thanks to Stan Magendanz(Boson Spin) 
https://soundcloud.com/boson_spin/am01270920

Canyon Leap - WBE | Boson Spin

Many thanks to Stan Magendanz (Boson Spin) for his wonderful X-aXis series - especially the beautiful track 'X-aXis 159' which has been extended for this version. 

https://soundcloud.com/boson_spin/x-axis-159

X-sAXIS 159+   Boson Spin | WBE

Woodwind-powered experimental music (jazz/blues/ambient/funk/fusion/free improv....)[MOST TRACKS ARE DOWNLOADABLE] Wind instruments: tenor/alto/soprano saxes; Eb/Bb clarinets; flute/bamboo flutes; recorders; oboe; melodica (+ guitar+other various noisemakers) recorded on a Zoom MRS 1266 / R24.
Beats and other sounds: GarageBand.