Zona (Russian word for 'zone') was inspired by Andrei Tarkovsky's movie Stalker where the protagonist takes his guests to a 'forbidden zone' to experience glimpses of an alternative reality.
You know, I always thought that he leads them into experience the true reality - the one that actually is. If it is ...
Hmm... My impression from that "zone" lighter than yours. Well, I will answer thee, with my play.
Ah, life is a production, with players changing constantly. I get this feeling when visiting old houses or ruins. And sometimes I look around my home and picture how it will look in 100 years when I'm dead, and the place has passed in to someone else's hands. Someone else who cares nothing for me, or how the house looked or felt when it was mine. Anyway. Beautiful piece.
This song was inspired by Mikhail Lermontov's 1840 poem 'From Goethe':
The mountain heights
Sleep in the darkness of night
The quiet valleys
Are filled with a dewy haze.
The road has no dust,
The leaves do not shake…
Wait awhile
And you will…
~~~
Ueber allen Gipfeln
Ist Ruh’,
In allen Wipfeln
Spürest du
Kaum einen Hauch;
Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde.
Warte nur, balde
Ruhest du auch.
~~~
First attempt at making something with the demo version of live 8 suite and some of the sample tutorials. Just the first third or so of a whole track really. It's the first thing I haven't wanted to delete straight away so I want to put it somewhere…
I decided to focus by timeboxing the amount of time I spent on drums, bass and lead into 30 min sections based on the pomodoro technique. The idea was to spend 5 mins picking the sound for each part, then 25 mins making some loops with it to arrange…
One of four tracks I did for the August 2009 24 hour challenge. This was the first track I did, when I was still fresh.
I'd wanted to play around with Guitar Rig 3 since getting it at the weekend. The guitars are ableton loops mangled with guitar…
Wrote this song in a shitty hotel in Lincoln, Nebraska in 2005.
(Thanks for listening, peeps. Keeps me from realizing I've wasted my time.)
Some lyrics as requested by Richard Feynman:
I'm too relaxed
for me to go make friends
Late on my back
and counting down until the end
what have you done?
The chance has passed
for us to make amends
Alone at last
Sometimes it all depends on me
Can you hear the sound of my voice
Move right along
some distance on your own
I don't belong
in a place I could not call home
this must of been an out-take from the verbal sinks work sorta lifted out of the part four of that series the other day and this was a second thought for the work. It is interesting but short.
This one is about that moment when you chuck your city life behind, go down to the dock and board the ship, leaving your old life behind for a life of adventure on the seven seas.
I swore that I would NEVER upload this. Was having a bad day trying to loop "nice" acoustic guitar sounds and got frustrated so grabbed my Taylor and plugged it into a cheesy Effects box and straight into the looper. Started twiddling knobs and…
this must of been an out-take from the verbal sinks work sorta lifted out of the part four of that series the other day and this was a second thought for the work. It is interesting but short.
his song is just an experiment or at least started that way. Based on an "Ultrabeat" groove ( the only loops ) I added parts and sang an "Off the cuff" vocal and mixed and tweaked. Mostly Midi parts played through my cheesy Midi controller but…
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You know, I always thought that he leads them into experience the true reality - the one that actually is. If it is ... Hmm... My impression from that "zone" lighter than yours. Well, I will answer thee, with my play.
Ah, life is a production, with players changing constantly. I get this feeling when visiting old houses or ruins. And sometimes I look around my home and picture how it will look in 100 years when I'm dead, and the place has passed in to someone else's hands. Someone else who cares nothing for me, or how the house looked or felt when it was mine. Anyway. Beautiful piece.
~~~ Ueber allen Gipfeln Ist Ruh’, In allen Wipfeln Spürest du Kaum einen Hauch; Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde. Warte nur, balde Ruhest du auch. ~~~
~We may never know exactly how they played music~ Now, through the veil of romantic, I hear~ Is it? ...
Excellent, atmospheric track!
good sample work!
nice break beat mate...those bubbly bass sounds with the FX are good!
6 hours per track?:) must of been a challenge completing it before deadline or was it?
Wrote this song in a shitty hotel in Lincoln, Nebraska in 2005. (Thanks for listening, peeps. Keeps me from realizing I've wasted my time.) Some lyrics as requested by Richard Feynman: I'm too relaxed for me to go make friends Late on my back and counting down until the end what have you done? The chance has passed for us to make amends Alone at last Sometimes it all depends on me Can you hear the sound of my voice Move right along some distance on your own I don't belong in a place I could not call home
Heavy darts on a drumstick.....ssss
congrads on your first writing song.....i like your mellow soothing vocal tone. faved
Special agent Duke! MARMELDOO
i see im late to the pirate party...harr yarrr....awesome tune Dave!
Greatest thing ever composed for organ!
This is the folkiest ambient piece I've ever heard! A definite grower!!
random awesomeness!
Damn Bruce this is banging! more like this.....i like when you muse the sounds dowsteam ohhh yes.
fuck dogg. almost blasted my ear drums. but fine shit tho.
fine tune dogg.
pink stuff on the moon???