A few days with the mystic (piano improvisation recording)

A long, pensive and moody piece on what it's like to receive Esteban passing by my house on his shamanic journey. https://soundcloud.com/sasha-supertramp/a-few-days-with-the-mystic

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Finding and maintaining a voice … in music and life (incl. improvised piano audio track)

This sound gesture is about maintaining my voice, in the face of car noise, birds and people outside the window. Interference. . https://soundcloud.com/sasha-supertramp/voice . All my life, it has been extremely hard – if not impossible – to hear, notice, feel myself when thrown into the tumble drier (or, more a washing machine) with all … Continue reading Finding and maintaining a voice … in music and life (incl. improvised piano audio track)

The philosopher complains about life to the piano (incl. piano improvisation recording)

Bitchin' and grumbling about everyday topics on the piano this morning. Slightly annoyed, ironic, meandering, pacing, occasionally anxious, arguing, and a bit pissed off, but still in good humour. This piece is largely inspired by the following deep thought: "Why the heck did I forget to press that freakin' button?"  (The REC button when improvising … Continue reading The philosopher complains about life to the piano (incl. piano improvisation recording)

Can you hear the questions? (in today’s piano improv soundtrack)

This post has a soundtrack, me asking a bunch of questions on the piano. https://soundcloud.com/sasha-supertramp/questions . Can you hear the questions? - space to guess what the main question was - . Somehow I've been dwelling in nonverbal land, still there. Emotions, sounds, sights, shapes, colours, feelings, patterns, rhythms, movements, metamorphoses. Waiting for the periodic … Continue reading Can you hear the questions? (in today’s piano improv soundtrack)

A journal entry in improvised music

It's been hard for me to write this week. Apparently overexposed myself to the sun due to unforeseen events, then had a host of strange symptoms; no health insurance and fear of doctors, living alone and without someone who would hold my hand throughout this strange spell of palpitations, anxiety, vertigo and nausea. Realising yet … Continue reading A journal entry in improvised music