am very pleased to reveal a wholly new collaboration, with 4mat, https://soundcloud.com/mt-msc

(revised edition!)

Jam Today, Gone Tomrorow

Jam Today, Gone Tomorrow - 4mat | muterial

tides

opening track from the album "aes.thet.ics" -
https://moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/album/aes-thet-ics
*This is the last track I will post from the album and last batch of codes- 

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https://moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/yum

Mood Exhibit - Exponential [from the album "aes.thet.ics"]

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Moon Eyes

Electric Rebel

"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

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Gilded World

...But, what will your skin be like next to mine when you discover my space in front of yours?...(Chabuca Granda)

OPEN COLLAB (Sound zygote COVER)

Feuerfanz

Jo and l have conspired on his poem. The original can be found on his page @sonic-textures: He is also making that song available for download so any adventurous soul who wants to take a run at this will have all the data. Most of the stems are also available on request. Cheers😊


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

Concatenandus (open  COLLABORATION) "Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches" ( sharp note WARNING)

A little psycho funk trip with accordion and more...

Funk This!

Dude from the hills.

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Still CRSY, just fancied a name change 😁

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