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Alessandro Muresu's avatar-my lost tapes

Avrei dovuto scrivere i giorni scorsi, ma le cose delle quali avrei voluto scrivere mi tenevano lontano da questo. E adesso non ho molta voglia di raccontare. Capita appositamente in questi giorni la soluzione del piccolo grande difetto del blog, del quale non mi ero reso conto per anni, i pulsanti di iscrizione che non erano stati inseriti a vista. Giorni di disvelamento o di maschere, giorni di correzione o rinsaldamento della farsa. La gente si sposta in copiose carovane e segue entusiasta il carnevale. Fra uno scherzo e l’altro anche a questo giro non comprendono che va in scena il loro mascheramento, del dramma profondo sotto al quale gattonano vita dopo vita, fra lacci filanti e frammenti inconciliabili di vite che nascono e tornano in pezzi. Le maschere si burlano degli sbadati.

Invece, è il periodo di maggiore espansione e potenza di tutti coloro che hanno mantenuta elevata l’ispirazione…

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Recent Musical Magic

Alessandro has again outdone any expectation I may have toward his Mastery of sound.

My part- at first appearance seems somewhat meaningless- just recording what would be overlooked as mundane sounds of normal life- at times with a little extra manipulation.  It doesn’t seem like a symphony.

It sounds like a person walking- or a train sitting at the station.  It sounds like wind in a microphone and the chime on the convenience store door.  It sounds like an audible story where the only context and relation happens synaptically- charging the heart by overlapping imagination and experience.   That is all I do.

Then, I send these files of sounds to Ale- and he embraces the sonic story in his vibratory flux.  He modulates and gives structure to my foundation. He weaves the fabric and smooths the edges.  All of a sudden- the story becomes rich, a new memory can be made, the synapses fire with a longing and a nostalgia- foreign and familiar.

Without further ado- here are our most recent collaborations.   Enjoy!  Please share!  (Best through headphones, and closed eyes- it is a sonic journey after all!)

 

 

PIE #4 : Frequency and Perception

Much like the slit experiment measuring the patterns of photons moving through a barrier, observation changes pattern.  Come along with me as I explore perception and frequency as it applies to life, growth and change/adaptation.

Music by Alessandro Muresu from his album Inexistant World -https://alessandromuresu.bandcamp.com/album/this-inexistent-world-lp2018

Whispers In The Mist- Audio Exploration #3

No words- just a soundscape for you to let loose your imagination.  Grab a pen and paper and draw or write for fifteen minutes, and see where the sounds take you.  I created this track with some editing of older sound files- thereby taking some old things and making them new and absolutely different from their original form.

I challenge you to take this fifteen minutes to expand your creativity- it will change your day.

If you take my challenge- Post your writing or drawings in the comments and share the fruit of your inspiration, but above all, enjoy the process!  I can’t wait to see what you come up with.

Personal Inner Experience # 3: Why Is Love So Rough? or What is Love?

The topic of Love keeps falling into my lap.  I had to sit down and talk about my personal inner perceptions and insights.

Thank you to my friend Alessandro Muresu who continues to inspire my heart to explore what Love means.

The backdrop of music is Alessandro’s creation, I would love for you to check it out and a just sit with it to let your own inner voice navigate the terrain.  I promise it is worth it and priceless.

Rare and United Lp2019 è on line

 

Facile e difficile

 

 

alehandsIt isn’t every day that one gets the pleasure of reading a piece of writing that expresses the positive impact one has made on the life and work of another. This is the byproduct of a two-spirit collision in cyberspace. There are times when you meet someone and you know that your souls were destined to assist each other in full expression of life and experience- these are the by-products of collaborating with Alessandro. It is magical with no pretense. I feel absolutely open and willing to share with him because the conversation alone is so absolutely inspiring. That is the kind of world I want to live in- one where we inspire each other creatively from the vast expanse of our souls. There truly is no better way to live.

Alessandro Muresu's avatar-my lost tapes

Colgo l’occasione dell’uscita dell’articolo di Mandie per fermare qui alcune mie visioni riguardo la gioia e le difficoltà che si incontrano quando si crea con altri esseri. La nostra intrepida collaborazione che abbiamo acceso in Ottobre ci ha portati a dare vita in pochi mesi a tre densi volumi di musica degli esperimenti e della coscienza. Una impresa che è assolutamente in linea con quello che chiedo ogni giorno a me stesso per il mio percorso individuale, fatto di evocazione continua della fiammella sacra del suono e delle sue domande e risposte per me, quello che mi ispiro a vivere nei miei momenti, da solo o con altri. Ringrazio dal mio spirito la cara Mandie per essere riuscita ad interpretarsi e ad ampliarsi in modo potente nella sua visione e per aver compreso le mie, suscitando quella spirale virtuosa fin dall’inizio, per di più all’interno di una sfumatura stilistica e…

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Interwoven

Renaissance (n.)

“great period of revival of classical-based art and learning in Europe that began in the fourteenth century,” 1840, from French renaissance des lettres, from Old French renaissance, literally “rebirth,” usually in a spiritual sense, from renastre “grow anew” (of plants), “be reborn” (Modern French renaître), from Vulgar Latin *renascere, from Latin renasci “be born again, rise again, reappear, be renewed,” from re- “again” (see re-) + nasci “be born” (Old Latin gnasci, from PIE root *gene- “give birth, beget”).An earlier term for it was revival of learning (1785). In general usage, with a lower-case r-, “a revival” of anything that has long been in decay or disuse (especially of learning, literature, art), it is attested from 1872. Renaissance man is first recorded 1906.

 

I like the parts of this etymology that says “grow anew” or to be “born again” , “reappear.”I like it because it is true, time is not linear and more and more these days we are allowed to reconnect with deep soul kin… essentially elongating our interaction through these different wave lengths and time lines.

I am living this now and I want to share some of it with you.  Obviously my series about My Best Friend(‘s Journey)  is some of the amazing proof of this reality.

My creativity is expressed in many ways: these blogs, the journals, the scraps, the paintings, the music and the spoken word I can’t contain.  So much content with context.

I wanted to create a post with all the links to the music up to now because my creative collaborator Alessandro Muresu is some sort of vibration soul mate born on another continent.   He is precious to me because he brings out the best in what I struggle with in experiment AND his passion bleeds through his work, for whatever reason he also found me a compatible collaborator and what happens through sound files is soothing for us both.  Feeling old and familiar, but new and extraordinary.

I shall not build it up too much more.

Preface-  All of these sound qualities have a drone, which is the specialty of Ale.  I am the chaos that interferes but can also create soothing.  Ale brings all of the balance in composition.  My success’ are accidental.  I am sloppy but focused. I have no idea what I am doing, but I love manipulating sound.  My voice is a tool to those ends.  These are posted from earliest to most recent.  I invite you to listen to the evolution of it over all and to visit the rest of Alessandro’s Archive of Wonder.

If you don’t want to listen to all of them, pick one for now out of what you are drawn to.  It’s probably the right one for you in the moment.

Listen to Yourself

FTC Part 1

 

FTC Part 2

Squeaky Floor

Save

Ode (To Us)

173 Part 1

173 Part 2

173 Part 3

173 part 4

177

Karibu

Recording 21

Rudiments

Recording 15

 

*Credits to my late Grandfather Edward Lee Chapman for the heading photo in this post.  He really had an eye for light and shadow.

 

 

 

 

 

Time is Up

Tonight will I cough out a diamond that has been sitting in a compression chamber affixed at the back of my throat.

Tonight I will release the tension behind my eyes and near my shoulder that has grown sore as I cultivated such treasure inside of my own space.

This expulsion will not be gentle.  It will not be graceful. It will be messy, it will be hard.

It will be worth it.

 

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The Coronation.

For what felt like life times, she wept. Almost swept away by her own tears.

The crowd finally dispersed, confused.

The coronation was like none they had seen before.

Her tears were not in vain.

They were unsure of their newfound power; intimidated of themselves for the first time.

It was an awkward spectacle at first, until each one found their rhythm.

Tonight her tears were not the sobbing sort of times past.

When They realized She saw Them, they were again pulled into the rhythm and beat of their inherent hearts harmonic nature.

Suddenly all the colors became more vivid- an unexpected additive to such unfolding.

For the first time she felt willing to dance, and in that moment for the first time asked.

Each knowing the strength of their own thread in this divine tapestry.

It was a lovely pattern they chose to weave.