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…
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…
interesting, early on i hear flavors of Bach in small snippets, mixed with, little flows of Gershwinesk cords,,, returning to Bach,, are you of fan of the WTC books? well played
I put together a patch of 6 oscillators using frequencies 198, 210, 220, 228, 230 and 280. I recorded the piece interactively playing as I felt them by triggering. A previously recorded loop often playing in reverse was also used. Produced…
starts out with a hint of Ludwig and becomes full on contemporary classical. Really like the quiet part at ~2 with the sustain pedal down. I don't know why - 3:18 started to echo Gershwin for me though it really doesn't sound like his style. Overall its a really nice piece with a multifaceted set of moods and thoughts - I enjoyed this very much!
This is really an intriguing piece as the song writing is somewhat Beatlesque with a totally modern sound. I love this even more than the previous view into this piece.
No one's left
and I'm afraid
I've got no choice.
I've got it made.
But I've known for a very long time
that I can't consent to the shape
that I've been assigned
without a chance to really define...
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.
Comments on vaisvil's stuff
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;-)
it's actually a very sad and cool song :)
very fun
Debussy was truly one of the pioneer rock stars... thanks for illustrating that for us!
WAY TOOOOOO COOOOOL!!! w;-)
Wild! Like it!
bravo! great, great work.
interesting, early on i hear flavors of Bach in small snippets, mixed with, little flows of Gershwinesk cords,,, returning to Bach,, are you of fan of the WTC books? well played
Massive. Nice work!
HOLY CRAP - at 1:57 blown away!!!!! w;-)
Brilliant! w;-)
Comments made by vaisvil
nice vamp!
Such a huge expanse is painted here!
A cool microtonal experimental piece!
This is beautiful!
starts out with a hint of Ludwig and becomes full on contemporary classical. Really like the quiet part at ~2 with the sustain pedal down. I don't know why - 3:18 started to echo Gershwin for me though it really doesn't sound like his style. Overall its a really nice piece with a multifaceted set of moods and thoughts - I enjoyed this very much!
This is really an intriguing piece as the song writing is somewhat Beatlesque with a totally modern sound. I love this even more than the previous view into this piece.
I really like how unusual this sounds
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!