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Indian Percussion (Tabla etc.), Sitar, Drums (Roots Brushes+Mallets), Upright Bass, Gitarren (Les Paul, Nylon+Strat über VG-99), U-he ZebraHZ (Ruth Overwood Patch), ProSolist Synth, Organ, Arturia Augmented Brass, Vocal Harmonies (Waves Harmonizer).
Eine weitere Fortsetzung der Realisierung eines Vorhabens von 1988 namens "First Tale", wieder mit massiven Einsatzes von KI (z. B. ChatGPT, Waves, Izotope)
(c) 2023 Ulrich Simon, Frankfurt/Main
Eine weitere Fortsetzung der Realisierung eines Vorhabens von 1988 namens "First Tale", wieder mit massiven Einsatzes von KI (z. B. ChatGPT, Waves, Izotope)
(c) 2023 Ulrich Simon, Frankfurt/Main
Talking Salad
In another land, where dreams unfold,
I embarked on a journey, brave and bold.
Through mountains high and valleys deep,
A story of wonder, I longed to keep.
Oh, the tales we'd share, as we walked hand in hand,
In this mystical place, where dreams expand.
But amidst the magic, a peculiar sight,
A salad that could talk but could not walk
A salad that could talk but could not walk
With every step, a new adventure awaits,
As I wander through enchanted gates.
The salad spoke with wisdom untold,
Its words like whispers from stories of old.
Oh, the tales we'd share, as we walked hand in hand,
In this mystical place, where dreams expand.
But amidst the magic, a peculiar sight,
A salad that could talk but could not walk.
A salad that could talk but could not walk
Through fields of green and skies so blue,
I found solace in this land, in this land anew.
The salad's voice echoed in my mind,
Guiding me forward, leaving doubts behind.
Oh, the tales we'd share, as we walked hand in hand,
In this mystical place, where dreams expand.
But amidst the magic, a peculiar sight,
A salad that could talk but could not walk...
As my journey nears its end at last,
Memories of this land will forever last.
For in another world, I truly understand,
Even salads can have stories grand.
In another land, where dreams unfold,
I embarked on a journey, brave and bold.
Through mountains high and valleys deep,
A story of wonder, I longed to keep.
Oh, the tales we'd share, as we walked hand in hand,
In this mystical place, where dreams expand.
But amidst the magic, a peculiar sight,
A salad that could talk but could not walk
A salad that could talk but could not walk
With every step, a new adventure awaits,
As I wander through enchanted gates.
The salad spoke with wisdom untold,
Its words like whispers from stories of old.
Oh, the tales we'd share, as we walked hand in hand,
In this mystical place, where dreams expand.
But amidst the magic, a peculiar sight,
A salad that could talk but could not walk.
A salad that could talk but could not walk
Through fields of green and skies so blue,
I found solace in this land, in this land anew.
The salad's voice echoed in my mind,
Guiding me forward, leaving doubts behind.
Oh, the tales we'd share, as we walked hand in hand,
In this mystical place, where dreams expand.
But amidst the magic, a peculiar sight,
A salad that could talk but could not walk...
As my journey nears its end at last,
Memories of this land will forever last.
For in another world, I truly understand,
Even salads can have stories grand.
