Two New Tracks Added to my Soundcloud Archive: Reassembled and Protoplasm

A little more concentrated and less compact compositions.

Reassembled.  Warning: May Contain Piano and a rather processed Kantele
, a Kontakt4/5 Instrument sampled/created  by Ajatar Sampling http://www.ajatarsampling.com/  it is a Finnish folk string instrument which I had the pleasure of handling 23 years ago, found it worked well as a dynamic strumming instrument.

Protoplasm. A reconstruction of a groove that never got there, I think it got better this time around.

 

Hope you like them. Cheers.

New Gnostic themed/named electronic experimentation tracks left at my Soundcloud site

During the first week of 2012, that fateful year, I have been in a creative fugue.
This is still raw and visceral material, but I do hope you will give it a whirl.

The first, in so many ways. Adamas .


Adamas is one of the name variants you find for man, in particular, in general and in the specific sense; a person, in “gnostic” lore. The
Apocryphon, or Secret Book, of John – has a great recipe for men and women,
as they are being assembles by the microscopic imps the Archons (rulers) in the
laboratory of the Demiurge (half-maker,creator,architecht), each hoping to gain control
of each organ and tissue type, while collectively having “glory” in the new being they had
brought to life, and eventually to fleshly form. That old anthropological scheme, which is a magico-sympathetic one; ancient cultures, even today, believe that particular attention, ritual prayers,sacrifices, purgations, exorcisms, bribes and so on, can bring human or divine control over unruly,lethargic,weakened particular genius locii which still exists within the anatomy of the offspring of first man. We still “believe” tears purify, wind corrupts and sneezing exorcise evil influence…we have small imps banging on anvils with their tiny hammers when suffering through a particular bad consequence of our joie de vivre the night before….

Adamas should somewhere, someplace in all else that it is, as a musical
piece, contain ambiguity, complexity, conflicted powers that move around within some tense anatomy…

 

The most recent being, Heimarmene

 

Heimarmene means  fate in Greek . My thought were that of an opening into the irrational rationality of an already accomplished plot winding out as so many cuts of celluloid.
Have you ever felt that this moment, right now, has already been spent – that it is worn
thin, as a thin sheet of film being churned through the cosmic machinery? While Jim Morrison and the Doors made long and epic orgiastic rock opera out of the legend of Oedipus, fate, apart from romantic cliché, has apparently gone out of fashion. We are searching the great big sky full of galaxies opening up by the cryptomagical operations of our technology, and splitting everything, below the limit of the atom, that can be divided down towards the particle or particular one that does not allow itself to be divided, at least according to calculation and perception, we are finding our new fates; the predetermined course of biological life, expanding or imploding universes, the dialectics of capitalism and culture…

I have made a more controlled electronic reel which has more material in it than
will be present in the final cut.

 

A new item in my Soundcloud – A Winter Morning Left Untranslated

I have begun sharing images and sounds that have accumulated with me over the last year, lately it is mostly drafts and works in progress.

The new entry I am pleased  enough with to share is

A Winter Morning Left Untranslated

It just appeared, out of the blue, and can only make such sense it does on its own.

So you know, I work with atmospheres – with the dynamic of silence and noise, order and chaos, tender and harsh. You might not like it on the first listen, and it is perfectly plausible you wont like it at all.

I appreciate feedback, if you have any. Thank you.

A prayer of Vladimir Soloviev to the Divine Sophia

“In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.
Ain-Soph, Jah, Soph-Iah.
With an unutterable, terrible and almighty name
I adjure the gods, demons,peoples and all living beings.
Gather into one the rays of your power, enclose the source
of your desire and be the participants of my prayer:
let us exert outselves to catch the pure azure of Zion,
let us discover the priceless pearl of Ophira, and may
the roses and lilies be united in the vale of Sharon.
The most holy Divine Sophia, the essential image of
beauty and the joy of the all-high God, the radiant body
of eternity, the soul of the world and the unique queen
of all souls, with the boundlessness of thy unspeakable and
gracious first and beloved son I beg of thee: descend into
the prison of the soul, fill our gloom with thy brilliance,
with the fire of thy love having melted the shackles of
our spirit, present unto us the light and freedom, in a visible
and substantial way manifest thyself unto us, incarnate
thyself in us and in the world, resurrecting the fulness
of the ages, that the deeps may be encompassed and that
god may be all in all.”

Vladimir Soloviev.

Amen