Wolfgang Schweizer | Metamorphoses

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by Wolfgang Schweizer

electronic compositions about metamorphoses in natural history and human life.
Genre: Electronic: Ambient
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1. Metamorphoses
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2. Oceans
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3. Cataclysm
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4. Dawn in the Forest
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5. Cataclysm
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6. Ice - The Return of the Herds
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7. Lapis Lazuli
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8. Dante Astray
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9. Otherworlds
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10. The Crystal Ship
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11. Thoughts-Sparkling Tunes in the Dark
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12. Joseph in Egypt
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13. Sky
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14. The Singing of the Sirens
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inspired by a passage from Johann Wolfgang von Goethe-Die Leiden des jungen Werthers (the sorrows of young Werther)

the first song was made for a new collection of jewelry called "the Cozmic Blues Collection"
pictures of the jewelry and more information at

the songs "Joseph in Egypt", "Otherworlds" and "Sky" were made in co operation with musician Micahel Levy (Lyre, UK). Our common project "music and paintings" is at
his website is at
his page at CDBaby is at

Es hat sich vor meiner Seele wie ein Vorhang weggezogen, und der Schauplatz des unendlichen Lebens verwandelt sich vor mir in den Abgrund des ewig offenen Grabes. Kannst du sagen: Das ist! da alles vorübergeht? da alles mit der Wetterschnelle vorüberrollt, so selten die ganze Kraft seines Daseins ausdauert, ach, in den Strom fortgerissen, untergetaucht und an Felsen zerschmettert wird? Da ist kein Augenblick, der nicht dich verzehrte und die Deinigen um dich her, kein Augenblick, da du nicht ein Zerstörer bist, sein mußt; der harmloseste Spaziergang kostet tausend armen Würmchen das Leben, es zerrüttet ein Fußtritt die mühseligen Gebäude der Ameisen und stampft eine kleine Welt in ein schmähliches Grab. Ha! nicht die große, seltne Not der Welt, diese Fluten, die eure Dörfer wegspülen, diese Erdbeben, die eure Städte verschlingen, rühren mich; mir untergräbt das Herz die verzehrende Kraft, die in dem All der Natur verborgen liegt; die nichts gebildet hat, das nicht seinen Nachbar, nicht sich selbst zerstörte. Und so taumle ich beängstigt. Himmel und Erde und ihre webenden Kräfte um mich her: ich sehe nichts als ein ewig verschlingendes, ewig wiederkäuendes Ungeheuer.
[Goethe: Die Leiden des jungen Werther. Deutsche Literatur von Lessing bis Kafka, S. 24783
(vgl. Goethe-HA Bd. 6, S. 53)
http://www.digitale-bibliothek.de/band1.htm ]

It is as if a curtain had been drawn from before my eyes, and, instead of prospects of eternal life, the abyss of an ever open grave yawned before me. Can we say of anything that it exists when all passes away, when time, with the speed of a storm, carries all things onward,—and our transitory existence, hurried along by the torrent, is either swallowed up by the waves or dashed against the rocks? There is not a moment but preys upon you,—and upon all around you, not a moment in which you do not yourself become a destroyer. The most innocent walk deprives of life thousands of poor insects: one step destroys the fabric of the industrious ant, and converts a little world into chaos. No: it is not the great and rare calamities of the world, the floods which sweep away whole villages, the earthquakes which swallow up our towns, that affect me. My heart is wasted by the thought of that destructive power which lies concealed in every part of universal nature. Nature has formed nothing that does not consume itself, and every object near it: so that, surrounded by earth and air, and all the active powers, I wander on my way with aching heart; and the universe is to me a fearful monster, for ever devouring its own offspring.


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