Please Don’t Forget – 31 edo Bouzouki and Vocal Improv with video

July 27th, 2014

Please Don’t Forget is an improvisation (vocal line, words and bouzouki) based upon some chords I found when tuning the instrument to G C E C’. The instrument is on loan from Andrew Heathwaite and is being thoroughly enjoyed! No slide was used. It seems the small 39 cent steps in 31 give the glissando the illusion of being portamento. Full quality video is here.

31 edo Bouzouki Improvisation

July 26th, 2014
on loan from Andrew Heathwaite

on loan from Andrew Heathwaite

31 edo Bouzouki Improvisation – playing with some chords and patterns I’ve discovered so far in G D G’ D’ tuning.

Manifiestos Muerte Idrissa

July 25th, 2014

Idrisa Diallo

Manifiestos Muerte Idrissa is a harmonic series based spectral ambient drone soundscape using manipulate sitar and audio from freesound.org, recorded by Antigonia. If you listen closely you should be able to hear the famed “JI growl” towards the middle and beyond.

Background:

Manifiestos leidos frente al Centro de Internamiento para Extranjeros de Zona Franca (Barcelona) tras la muerte de Idrissa Diallo por denegación de asistencia médica.

Manifestos read in front of the Immigrant Detention Centre of Zon Franca (Barcelona) after Idrissa Diallo’s death because of police refusal of medical care.

white wizard / philosopher’s stone by 2

July 25th, 2014

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white wizard / philosopher’s stone Guitars by Chris, all else by Frank Miller

white wizard © frank miller

how many times
does it take to get it right
how many minds
have sought to gain those heights

the philosopher’s stone
doesn’t seem to be real
transmuting metals
into new shiny gold

living eternally
just can never be?

come drink the elixir of life
come let eternity be your wife
raising people from the dead
are you sure it was all nonsense, said?

ask john dee
i think he knows
or the infamous zito
to put on a show

just what do you have
hidden in your clock
something wonderful
eternal life locked

come drink the elixir of life
come let eternity be your wife
raising people from the dead
are you sure it was all nonsense, said?

how would you like to live forever
to make gold from any metal
how would you like eternal youth
find the philosopher’s stone!

philosopher’s stone

here me, eternity
unlock your mysteries
before me!

not like I’m selling my soul
evil is not my goal
kind of a white magic
i take on as my role

come to me eternity
let me forever be 21
but i chose to do good
for the world has enough evil

in came the magic winds
and took my age away
i felt brand new
yet my intellect remained

it’s been 6000 years
I’ve helped man when i could
things have not gone well cause
man does things he never should

playing around with nuclear toys
ruining the environment and all
and i the white wizard
might again, watch man fall

Once a Beautiful Planet (by 2)

July 24th, 2014

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Once a Beautiful Planet

Frank Miller – words, vocals, keys, bass, drums
Chris Vaisvil – guitars

hark the dark and blackened skies
they were the culprits of their own demise
they couldn’t get along in this earth age
the extinction of man turns a history page

too many nuclear arms
too many fools willing to use them
too much raping of the land
too many greedy exploiters at hand

lo and behold the mass ruins
where the tallest skyscrapers stood
now just radioactive rubble
even in my climate suit, i don’t feel good

too many weapons of war
not enough medicine and food
a few playing with too many lives
a few hedonistic megalomaniacs

look around at nothing to see
nothing looks familiar anymore
poison clouds of smoke everywhere
and not a sign of life anywhere

they wouldn’t listen, too much hate
they thought this wouldn’t happen
but their immense greed
and selfishness did them in

we’ve scouted this planet before
we did not interfere at all
now i wonder if we should have
all life and 8 billion people dead!

perhaps in a few millions years
some life might sprout anew
but it will never be the same

this was once a beautiful planet
now it is a pile of deadly rubbish
how can a people be so selfish and full of hate and greed
goodbye to the human race and the earthly inhabitants

The Walrus and The Carpenter from Bethan Reads (in 20edo)

July 24th, 2014

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The Walrus and The Carpenter
Lewis Carroll as read by Bethan Mathis and set to music (two 20 edo guitar tracks with effects) by me.
(from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872)

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright–
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done–
“It’s very rude of him,” she said,
“To come and spoil the fun!”

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead–
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
“If this were only cleared away,”
They said, “it would be grand!”

“If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose,” the Walrus said,
“That they could get it clear?”
“I doubt it,” said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

“O Oysters, come and walk with us!”
The Walrus did beseech.
“A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each.”

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head–
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

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.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To talk of many things:
Of shoes–and ships–and sealing-wax–
Of cabbages–and kings–
And why the sea is boiling hot–
And whether pigs have wings.”

“But wait a bit,” the Oysters cried,
“Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!”
“No hurry!” said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

“A loaf of bread,” the Walrus said,
“Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed–
Now if you’re ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed.”

“But not on us!” the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
“After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!”
“The night is fine,” the Walrus said.
“Do you admire the view?

“It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!”
The Carpenter said nothing but
“Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf–
I’ve had to ask you twice!”

“It seems a shame,” the Walrus said,
“To play them such a trick,
After we’ve brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!”
The Carpenter said nothing but
“The butter’s spread too thick!”

“I weep for you,” the Walrus said:
“I deeply sympathize.”
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

“O Oysters,” said the Carpenter,
“You’ve had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?’
But answer came there none–
And this was scarcely odd, because
They’d eaten every one.

La Mystique des Quinze (Xenharmonic Gang of Five)

July 20th, 2014

La Mystique des Quinze

La Mystique des Quinze is an electric / acoustic improvisation by the Xenharmonic Gang of Five

Aaron and Andrew – percussion
Jacob – trombone and clarinet
Dan – 15 edo electric guitar
Chris – fretless bass and electric cello

Carry On (Xenharmonic Gang of Five)

July 20th, 2014

Carry On

Carry On by the Xenharmonic Gang of Five

an extended and evolving improvised acoustic set

From the mountains to the sea
All the Earth is a part of me

Aaron => hammer dulcimer in JI, voice
Andrew => percussion, voice
Jacob => fretless classical guitar (melodic and percussive), udderbot, vocal, voice
Dan => 12+JI fretted banjo, vocal
Chris => DIY stick fiddle, vocal

Stargazing Into Your Beautiful Mind

July 20th, 2014

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Stargazing Into Your Beautiful Mind is a loop based solo for fretless electric guitar featuring a bit of percussion.

My Head is a Mirror (ambient, unknown tuning)

July 18th, 2014

IMG_2299-512 Image by Chris Vaisvil

My Head is a Mirror is an ambient soundscape piece created by manipulation of Mirroring by Carla Patterson and head of T by Bill Newbold. You can hear the originals at Sound-in.org