A rather simple meditation on a simple melodic theme in a few different intonations. Tuning is 53EDO, so pretty much Pythagorean and ridiculously close to 5-limit JI.

Recorded using Pianoteq, improvised, one take, one track, no fiddling round, on my tiny keyboard (yay for that high B). I really dig this Organ-like tone, though it's really a Rhodes hiding under there.

53EDO organ made me think of Bosanquet (hence the picture of one of his 53-tone organs), man I'd love to play on one of those

mothers

Around Your Fucking Neck

Audio created entirely by a generative deep neural network trained on 32 hours of Tangerine Dream.

https://arxiv.org/abs/1612.07837

SampleRNN - Tangerine Dream #1

Audio created entirely by a generative deep neural network trained on 32 hours of Tangerine Dream. 

https://arxiv.org/abs/1612.07837

SampleRNN - Tangerine Dream #2

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Study in a newly discovered 14-ET scale

I improvised this based on memorizing which chord structures in 12-equal corresponded to which chords in 20-equal. It's an ambient landscape of cascading moments which all fade into each other and continually move to new areas. Additionally, the audio was fed through different filters and channels of distortion to get the impression of slowly fading between timbres. Many of the progressions played are common movements that line up differently in 20-equal (but I'm unsure of the comma pump). 

Created using Cecilia 5 and Absynth 5.

Underwater Spontaneity (20 - EDO)

A anti-história de Fax Domino

O cliente (incomodado:)
Se vira pra dar lugar pro meu canto!
Se vira pra dar lugar pro meu canto...

Como poderei falar novamente em público
- Com outro nome ? -
 
(Reparando distraidamente, entretanto,
na trama do paletó listrado que estarei usando)

Sem sempre imaginar estar contando
A vida e obra de Fax Domino, a ilustre.
Mesmo que esteja, na verdade, digamos, 
Cantando a palestra de um completo desastre. 

Enfim: Fax Domino ganhou esse nome
Por pedir pizzas via fax nos anos noventa.
 
Compunha mentalmente   
canções de sucesso, 
e as reconhecia
Naquela mesma melodia marrenta

Que adentra seus ouvidos com a realidade
(Fax Domino, temos um cliente)
(Repetir ad limb)
_________________________

Anti- Story of Fax Domino

The customer (bothered :)
Turn around to make room for my song!
Turn around to make room for my song ...

How can I speak again in public?
"By another name?" -
 
(Non chalantly noticing, however,
the striped jacket fabric I'll be wearing)

Without always imagining to be narrating
The life and work of Fax Domino, the illustrious one.
Even if it is, in fact, let us say,
To sing the talk of a complete disaster.

Anyway: Fax Domino has earned her name
For ordering pizzas via fax in the nineties.
 
She would mentally compose
hit songs of success,
and later would recognize them
In that same cocky melody

That pervades her ears following reality
(Fax Domino, we have a customer)
(Repeat ad limb)

The customer: - OH YEAH!

Fax Domino - em Bohlen-Pierce - vocais Cláudia O'Connor

A short piece in 10-EDO. All sounds made with AAS Chromaphone 2 in REAPER.

The Ten-Armed Hunter

Blizzard

I would like my dreams to mean something, something…
Inspiring timeless art within my wasting head, the perfect scene…
But without my conscious will, my brain is truly fickle
Yielding no constructive weight in this deterministic tickle
I don’t want to go to sleep! I don’t wanna!

I will be mature enough to leave the comfortable bath
My eternity of make-believe training gives light to my path
To put on clothes without closed eyes!

Why make mountains out of molehills,
When we are all ants,
And the universe is billions of lights,
And billions of light years,
And trillions of years will defeat all fears.
Dissipating into the void, equalized in death!
I don’t want to go to sleep! I don’t wanna go!

Oh, but I’ll have to go to sleep…
Every day is 24 hours and that’s the way it keeps!
I don’t want to go to sleep! Not right now, not right now!

How long would you have to be awake
before the world would make no sense
Your joys and hopes and urge to dwell
Why, Wormwood, this would all be quelled
Dulled, dead, doornail, polished stars of night!
Night, Night, Night, Night, Night, Night... 

(Interlude)

All shower songs I sing are wasted breath and water,
Made a heathen anthem sinking and lowered into the drain,
Pain is relative but I am real,
I do not believe in me anymore...

Dreams have told me I may live
Through the portal of death’s door
Mortal as we may seem
Seizing according scream
Freezing our thinking love in a sunbeam

(Small instrumental)

I would like my dreams to mean something, something…
something… something… something… something… something…
My last, my last dreamscape rolling on
always nonsense, distant watchman
Nightmare spirits vanishing
Smoke and mirrors ‘flect forgetting!

November 17, 1998:
"My story begins when it was nighttime, I had a dream. It was not a happy dream but it was a nightmare. My pillow changed its picture. My sheet's colors looked new. And the eating gorilla came out of my pillow. It was very, very, very, very, very, very, very scary. It started to eat my head while I was laying on it. I felt so scared that I am frightened. Um, and he cooled my head down and then his mouth ate it. But it was just a quick pretend dream. Then I said, 'Nightmare!' and then my mom ran upstairs and I woke her up in the middle of the night. Um, when the dream was over, it wasn't scary anymore. I was very scared last time. And then I promised next time I wouldn't wake her up. And that's all of my story."

Music and Lyrics by Stephen Weigel, 
July 5th, 2018.

Fiat Circadia (10 - EDO)

TRACKLISTING / LINER NOTES:
self-titledmag.com/2018/09/17/ne261-throwing-snow-mix/

Study in a newly discovered 14-ET scale

Yin Bell