E7/9_vamp
The piece is an instrumental psychedelic groove jazz with funk fusion and organ driven jam trippy live feeling improvisating far from the main body of the song, track featuring a clean electric guitar playing a melodic lead line over a rhythm section. The guitar tone is bright and slightly overdriven, with a noticeable amount of reverb and delay, creating a spacious and atmospheric feel. The tempo is moderate, and the key appears to be in a minor mode over altered to major locrian, contributing to a somewhat melancholic or introspective mood. The song structure is primarily a continuous melodic exploration without distinct verse-chorus sections. The guitar plays a series of arpeggiated figures and sustained notes, often bending into pitches. The dynamics are relatively consistent, maintaining a steady presence throughout. There are no vocals or other prominent instruments besides the electric guitar.
E7/9_vamp
The piece is an instrumental psychedelic groove jazz with funk fusion and organ driven jam trippy live feeling improvisating far from the main body of the song, track featuring a clean electric guitar playing a melodic lead line over a rhythm section. The guitar tone is bright and slightly overdriven, with a noticeable amount of reverb and delay, creating a spacious and atmospheric feel. The tempo is moderate, and the key appears to be in a minor mode over altered to major locrian, contributing to a somewhat melancholic or introspective mood. The song structure is primarily a continuous melodic exploration without distinct verse-chorus sections. The guitar plays a series of arpeggiated figures and sustained notes, often bending into pitches. The dynamics are relatively consistent, maintaining a steady presence throughout. There are no vocals or other prominent instruments besides the electric guitar.
Lyrics
zomerse herinnering
vroeger wordt bewaard in schuren
alles was toen van hout
brood werd op de borst gesneden
krullend op de smeuïge tongen
klappend in het verleden
kon je je nog met zomer aankleden
de liefde ontsprong met de natuur
bruusk met geweldloos geweld
de weerstand breken in spaanders
knieën mennend naar het bekken
en zo kuste hij haar met de aren in de haren
men spaarde nog openbaring in 't samen scharen
een sperwer brak de mond van de horizon open
haar gemalen zwaluwen spreidden de dis van d' aarde
met gestrekte vleugels scherend met lakens
mais en spijzen gediefd met hongerige bekken
het breekt open en alles is geel de herinnering
bedrieglijk het tafereel dat de fictie verzoekt