I was working on one of my ethno 2 demos and needed a break so I made an improvisation on a series of major 7ths using only the Ethno 2 package.
All of the pitched instruments use the included Werckmeister temperament tuning.
I was working on one of my ethno 2 demos and needed a break so I made an improvisation on a series of major 7ths using only the Ethno 2 package.
All of the pitched instruments use the included Werckmeister temperament tuning.
I was working on one of my ethno 2 demos and needed a break so I made an improvisation on a series of major 7ths using only the Ethno 2 package.
All of the pitched instruments use the included Werckmeister temperament tuning.
Year: 1996
Album:
Classical Clones
Artist's description:
improvisation on my Casio CZ-101 in 20th century classical style.
There was no theoretical basis or anything with this.
It's all just rock n roll to me ;-)
Inspiration…
Year: 1996
Album:
Classical Clones
Artist's description:
improvisation on my Casio CZ-101 in 20th century classical style.
There was no theoretical basis or anything with this.
It's all just rock n roll to me ;-)
Inspiration…
Dead to the World
Just a shade
A specter, a ghost
No place amongst the society of perfect being!
Dead to the World
Alien, unwanted
Not here, unseen
Untagged, uncounted
Lost, unwanted, despised, no home, no place, no Soul!
Dead…
Dead to the World
Just a shade
A specter, a ghost
No place amongst the society of perfect being!
Dead to the World
Alien, unwanted
Not here, unseen
Untagged, uncounted
Lost, unwanted, despised, no home, no place, no Soul!
Dead…
Well, you already know I adore this one: 5/4 meter, an unforgettable & unique hook, wicked guitar licks and a killer percussion/bass groove. It’s just perfect.
Dead to the World
Just a shade
A specter, a ghost
No place amongst the society of perfect being!
Dead to the World
Alien, unwanted
Not here, unseen
Untagged, uncounted
Lost, unwanted, despised, no home, no place, no Soul!
Dead…
Dead to the World
Just a shade
A specter, a ghost
No place amongst the society of perfect being!
Dead to the World
Alien, unwanted
Not here, unseen
Untagged, uncounted
Lost, unwanted, despised, no home, no place, no Soul!
Dead…
Quite captivating in an erie way. I like the contrast between the desperation that the vocal seems to imply and the offbeat and mildly harried timing of the music.
Dead to the World
Just a shade
A specter, a ghost
No place amongst the society of perfect being!
Dead to the World
Alien, unwanted
Not here, unseen
Untagged, uncounted
Lost, unwanted, despised, no home, no place, no Soul!
Dead…
Dead to the World
Just a shade
A specter, a ghost
No place amongst the society of perfect being!
Dead to the World
Alien, unwanted
Not here, unseen
Untagged, uncounted
Lost, unwanted, despised, no home, no place, no Soul!
Dead…
I'm knackered right now..but I'm going to come back later and check your music out...from the picture alone, I have to guess I am going to rather enjoy it. :)
Year: 1983
Album:
Land of the Lost
Artist's description:
Music Concrete
This was recorded/performed in 1983
I used reel-to-reel and cassette and LP records and a HP-85 with 16k of ram, custom HP 8bit CPU @ 0.613MHz, running a BASIC program I…
Cannon at the octave on F
I spruced this up by playing it twice; once with a pentagon subtractive synth duo + kontakt percussion and then with alto sax + baritone sax + jazz trap set.
6/8 120 BPM
Dead to the World
Just a shade
A specter, a ghost
No place amongst the society of perfect being!
Dead to the World
Alien, unwanted
Not here, unseen
Untagged, uncounted
Lost, unwanted, despised, no home, no place, no Soul!
Dead…
Dead to the World
Just a shade
A specter, a ghost
No place amongst the society of perfect being!
Dead to the World
Alien, unwanted
Not here, unseen
Untagged, uncounted
Lost, unwanted, despised, no home, no place, no Soul!
Dead…
But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.
Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.
Continuing journey of late getting reacquainted with my acoustic guitar past in a new direction more improvised and spontaneous than I used to do and more akin to some of the acoustic work of recent years with Chinapainting. I'm also rediscovering…
Comments on vaisvil's stuff
I enjoyed it too, very nice
Cool!
interesting little piece, i enjoyed it
Very Interesting!
very interesting, nice harmony
Nice mix very cool mate dig it. And thank you for your recent comments mate cheers.
Great track mate dig it very cool
KICKS ASS! w;-)
Well, you already know I adore this one: 5/4 meter, an unforgettable & unique hook, wicked guitar licks and a killer percussion/bass groove. It’s just perfect.
nice,,, i also use sonar, or at least pretend to
yeah, cool vox.
:)
Quite captivating in an erie way. I like the contrast between the desperation that the vocal seems to imply and the offbeat and mildly harried timing of the music.
Oh yeah, this works! Great vocals! :)
I'm knackered right now..but I'm going to come back later and check your music out...from the picture alone, I have to guess I am going to rather enjoy it. :)
I like this for so many reasons.
man, you nailed it with the title.
this almost sounds like something that should be on the "Logan's Run" soundtrack.
interesting,,, the piece is epic and yet contained , like seeing a hurricane in a bottle,, well done
EXCELLENT! And 5/4 to boot! w;-)
Comments made by vaisvil
beautiful in its sadness
really well done!
this may be long, but it isn't empty. I really, really like this one!
it opens like a hurdy-gurdy! Your layering is so orchestral - wonderful work
This is cooler - the SE-02 seems to be quite a nice synth~!
love the runs in this piece! Very powerful!
awesome!!!
I'm in awe of how you make these pieces every week. This is excellent contemporary classical music. I agree with Bill, beautiful ending!
But four young Oysters hurried up, All eager for the treat: Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, Their shoes were clean and neat-- And this was odd, because, you know, They hadn't any feet. Four other Oysters followed them, And yet another four; And thick and fast they came at last, And more, and more, and more-- All hopping through the frothy waves, And scrambling to the shore.
excellent!
Beautiful!
Lola has my respect. What synth was slept on?
Its why they fly in cris-cross patterns!
You get some great sounds out of the pedal!
truly beautiful!
This is a lovely piece of intimate mystery!
this has a lovely mood that is introspective and unique
works extraordinarily well!
beautiful looping!
Love the dramatic opening and the release of tension that starts in the middle and resolves at the end nicely.