John dee
John Dee said he cannot see
 through the fog of history
 one Kingdom rises and one will fall 
one will conquer and rule
oh  too cloudy the crystal ball
 my vision to restricted and small                       
 one will command the wind and sea 
and one will wear the laurels of victory

you're not happy
you never were  free
where ever you are going 
that's where you ought to be 
where ever you stop 
you don't belong 
your weak and can never  be strong 
and never cross the Rubicon

There is an angel at mon's
The sea is as flat as a millpond
let the boy earn his spurs
just empty hollow words
and the lion and the unicorn
have just crossed the Rubicon 

 Caesar has gone with me
and crossed the Rubicon

John Dee

I am moving so quickly through space and time…it is taking my breath away.  I am detaching from any form of attachment…or at least I can see my form disintegrating and running through my fingers.  I can’t grasp onto anything. I am holding my hands open as the world revolves around me.  What I have been fighting, I am now just beginning to surrender to.  It feels both horrible and incredible. 

The music ‘Through Her Glistening Eyes’ is taking me from one space into the next. It all began with the Goddess of Edges and Listen 51. To go higher…and inevitably I meet yet another spirit who maybe cannot hear me…but is listening…but this time, I am not disturbed by the fact.  I am accepting.  

I open up now, as an eagle or a dragon, or a moth…to fly up to find something…the paradox of letting go and finding something is embedded in my bones/wings…

As I lay here…arms open, hands open and relaxed in surrender…I sit still…I await…a cosmic new energy is coming into my orbit and I am positively joyous to discover what it means. I open and open and open and move through and around to explore this remarkable new energy. 

The quieter I sit, the higher I fly…the more my hands stay open and accepting, the more energy I can feel…the more I embody ‘If it comes, let it. If it goes, let it’, then I am ready to fly…ready to be so free…it feels revolutionary…it will now find its way into the music…

My revolutionary new music will emanate…I am simply taken away…gone gone gone… -MM

“When you're deeply sensitive
Love is ecstasy. 
Music is godlike. 
Heartache is a wide, somatic wound. 
Visual natural beauty is jewel-drenched
Wild bliss. 
Tension and conflict are muscle tightening 
And toxic, straight down to the cells. 
So how do you hold it all? 
You rinse
Recenter
And remain clear. 
You recycle your sensitivity 
By propelling yourself and others 
To create waves of change 
In a super starving world. 
Direct your passion 
By spreading your heart 
Only across what clearly matters most. 
Surround yourself with the souls 
And spaces that groove alongside your own- 
The ones that also desire to chase the beauty, 
Courage and freedom 
We're all here to teach each other. 
Choose love over fear 
And let go of the rest
Breathing what isn't best up out of your bones. 
Remember—
There is power in the body. 
Harness it for the greater good
And allow nothing confusing
Peace disrupting
Or harmful stand in its way. 
It is beautiful to feel in a body made for feeling
And exist intensely on a planet exuding intensity.”

— Victoria Erickson

LOVE AFTER LOVE

The time will come 
when, with elation 
you will greet yourself arriving 
at your own door, in your own mirror 
and each will smile at the other's welcome, 

and say, sit here. Eat. 
You will love again the stranger who was your self. 
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart 
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you 

all your life, whom you ignored 
for another, who knows you by heart. 
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, 

the photographs, the desperate notes, 
peel your own image from the mirror. 
Sit. Feast on your life.

- Derek Walcott

Her Heart On A Platter

Infinite Sky came from a fun practice which consisted in creating a music only with Alchemy from Logic Pro X. It's a good way to exercise on a single synth, rather than picking up various presets on different plug-in. Here you have to stick with one instrument only, and build the whole music with it....
I did it few months ago, and thought it was a pity this music stayed in my unreleased tracks. That's why I'm sharing this with you today. Very different from my usual artwork, but I really enjoyed creating this one...

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Infinite Sky

Drifting

Silent Witness

A cover of the classic rock ballad Lucky Man by, Emerson Lake & Palmer.
(No copyright infringment intended)
I'm dedicating this cover to, Daniel Hoffay a.k.a  https://soundcloud.com/kogwonton here on Soundcloud where you'll find many more of his great covers. 
Daniel sent me his guitar recordings for this track just before he sadly passed away 19/05/2022. R.I.P Dan, this collaboration is for you.

The origin of the song, as stated by Greg Lake in interviews is that it was the first song he wrote when his mother bought him a guitar when he was just 12 years old. With the first chords he learned (D, A minor, E minor, and G), he wrote an acoustic version of the song. In early 1968, Lake would later rehearse the song with King Crimson.

The song came to be used on Emerson, Lake & Palmer's debut album when they needed one more song. Lake played the version he had written from childhood, but the rest of the band did not like it, feeling it would not fit with the other album tracks. Lake, then worked on it in the studio with, Carl Palmer. Lake, added numerous overdubs of bass, triple-tracked acoustic guitars, electric guitar, and harmony vocals until it "sounded like a record." This version of the song — with a second electric guitar solo in place of where, Emerson, would later overdub his Moog solo is featured on the album's deluxe edition.

Unlike several songs on the album, which use a distorted fuzz bass to sound like a guitar, "Lucky Man" is an acoustic ballad. The lyrics tell the story of a man who had everything, went to war, and died. 
Thanks for listening.

Cover credits

Daniel Hoffay - acoustic, electric guitars & further arrangement.
Mike Hilton - lead & assisted backing vocals.

Mix produced & arranged by Mike Hilton 09/08/2023.
Cover Art - A composite image featuring E.L.P in concert at Riverfront Coliseum May '77.

Lyrics

He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door

Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid

Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died

Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was

Songwriters: Gregory Lake, © 1968 
Lucky Man lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Music Sales Corporation

Lucky Man

Lucky Man (collaboration with Daniel Hoffay - R.I.P)

Bad - Boy! Bad - Girl!

Cover version of the classic Kingsmen / Richard Berry song. The vocals are created using the Acapela speech synthesiser.

Written by R. Berry

More cover versions https://soundcloud.com/yankel-muromachi/sets/duck-cover-versions

Remastered using SC's mastering feature.
Published on SC 8 October 2023

Duck & Cover

Louie Louie (cover) (remaster)

Happy to deliver a bit of sax over the last third <3 Thanks to https://soundcloud.com/cosmic-ratzzz
photo: Filip Mroz, on unsplash

Lunatics 103 / Reflexion / Ratzzz & joerxworx

For the arpeggio moments we all have in our lives. Or maybe you don't? What, never? Are you sure??

Published on 27 October 2023

Remastered using SC’s mastering feature.

It's neat to repeat: You're never alone with a drone

Arpeggi-Au-Go Go (remaster)

This song is called "Twisted Sight".　Don't trust everything you see...Even salt looks like sugar.

ねじれた視界 - Twisted Sight

Welcome to the load-bearing wall of sound.

Music: No boundaries / Knows no boundaries. I don’t look anything like my profile photograph; I'm actually slightly shorter and a figment of my own delusions.

I’m also known as the wild man of transcendental meditation.

संगीत: कोई सीमा नहीं। / कोई सीमा नहीं जानता।. मैं अपनी प्रोफ़ाइल फ़ोटो की तरह कुछ भी नहीं देखता; मैं वास्तव में थोड़ा छोटा हूं।

Музыка: Без границ / не знает границ. Я совсем не похож на фотографию своего профиля; Я на самом деле немного короче.

الموسيقى: بلا حدود / لا تعرف حدود. لا أبدو مثل صورة ملفي الشخصي ؛ أنا في الواقع أقصر قليلاً.

音乐：无界限/无界限。我看上去不像我的个人资料照片；我实际上略矮一些。

(Translation by Google)

Louie Louie (cover) (remaster)

Yankel Muromachi

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