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Noah Jordan Music 27.02.2021

Possibly my first "song" exploring outside of twelve, using a bit of JI and real "micro"tones Five tracks on this album I managed to sneak on a bit of microtonality Enjoy ! https://www.patreon.com/posts/45468756

Noah Jordan Music 25.02.2021

The birds were washing themselves in the bird bath, I had never seen it before, I thought it was a fountain, that they were all fountains, there are nearly ten of them. I have Revueltas' el Apando on my knee and a beer in my bag, I'm waiting for a pandero in the Parque in Teocelo. It's a really beautiful day and I don't remember the last time I enjoyed a beer in the park by myself, it's not really the activity that's well associated, maybe with a book it's better, especially... a work of fiction by an important author, because I'm young and güero I can get away with more, there is a young girl with a Zapatista mask, the music turned off, ice cream music started from the other direction, the birds are making all sorts of noises from all directions, the honky tonk comes closer, what is it, Nieves, ice cream, we are still in North America http://noahjordan.ca/2020/11/25/moni-en-teocelo/

Noah Jordan Music 08.02.2021

new photogallery and txts online <3

Noah Jordan Music 02.02.2021

I'll soon be posting some samples of compositions for a project with 18-tone piano and a 13 musician string ensemble, it will be some of my first content for subscribers only because it will be a resource and time heavy project. Part 1 is available :) https://www.patreon.com/noahjordan

Noah Jordan Music 20.01.2021

El mismo regalito, dormido como si estuvo en un nube, perdido como estuve mis manos atados porque te amo y no puedo renunciar el viaje solo solo pido a la luna que convierte en un espejo de nuevo, el reloj de arena enterrado en el desierto de Potosí - arabe, la luna negra en el castillo, vi tu espalda tatuado y tu trenza negra, me guías en los pasillos, muros rojos, carmesí, ya me dijiste sin palabras, tu mano y el anillo de la luna, me llevaste hacía la luna, vi una eternidad, y me relajó y regresó a mi silla y sentí mi amigo con barba desaliñado y cara negra sonriendo, riendo por los little hotties, riendo por el entrenador de futbol culero, los niños que caen. https://www.patreon.com/posts/41547164