Pots and Pans in Space @GeorgeSundancerMusic

Uploaded April 2024 | Updated September 2026, 57 minutes ago

Playing around with sounds never gets dull. Here's a track that consists of spacey soundscapes, odd bell sounds and an occasional soprano pad :-)
For those of you in other parts of the world, the solar eclipse I saw here yesterday was fantastic and I hope you get to witness one too!

Have a great week everyone 👍

Clean | Jupiter Xm, JD-Xi, MC 707 and HydraSynth

Alchemy | a collaboration with Gory Rory

$Fractions | Roland MC 707 I was thinking how we are mere fractions of everything that surrounds us and yet we can have a significant impact on each others tiny existence. Making music is my escape to a dream outside of this world, where all is well and peaceful... Dont pay too much attention to the clumsy way I use the touch pads. The tripod was in the way :-) Enjoy the rest of your weekend! #mc707 #fractions #groovebox$

Spitfire WestWorld Scoring Competition | Roland JD-XI& Jupiter Xm

Dreams in Cryosleep | Hydrasynth, Roland JD-Xi and Jupiter Xm

$In Sagans Words | Roland Jupiter Xm Sometimes you want to say something, but those words have already been written. No person ever said it better than the late Carl Sagan. The man made complicated science understandable for everyone. When Voyager 1 was 4 billion miles away from Earth, Sagan asked that its camera turn to our home planet one last time. The picture that was taken has become known as the Pale Blue Dot. Together with Sagans words, the Pale Blue Dot puts everything in perspective. All sounds Roland Jupiter Xm Text of Carl Sagans Pale Blue Dot: Look again at that dot. Thats here. Thats home. Thats us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam. The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand. It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home weve ever known. Carl Sagan, _Pale Blue Dot_, 1994 #palebluedot #carlsagan #jupiterxm$