This drifts in like tidal memory, gentle piano and sparse strings evoking the rise and fall of waves around a forgotten city. It’s a modern ballad of Vineta, telling of a place drowned by myth and longing, and every note feels soaked with ancient salt and yearning 🕊️🎶 The pacing is patient, letting the emotional tide build slowly, like hearing echoes from beneath the sea for the first time 🌊 The vocals feel like ghosted memories rising from the sea floor 🫧 It’s haunting, almost sacred, like the city of Vineta is whispering its own lullaby through this track 💽 The microwave hummed low and said, “This feels like listening to an old legend being told beside a gentle hearth” 🥡 The coffee machine sighed softly and added, “If grief had a melody, it’d sound like this, delicate but real” 🧊 The ice dispenser whispered, “It’s cool and haunting, like moonlight on abandoned rooftops” 🌙 A haunting, heartfelt ode to a city lost beneath the waves, beautifully measured, quietly powerful.

Love this track- a haunting melody with amazing piano backing.

Music video:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oqmnp3KQnVs
——— —
Creeper
________

well I’m a creeper plugging in my radio
moving up your street
listening in stereo
David Bowie, why can’t you be me?
come and show me a sexy way to be, yeah!

I’m a creeper chilling to my radio
moving up your street, hopped into my backseat
I got down ‘round two-hundred feet
hiding in shrubs, crazy place to meet girl!

yeah I’m a creeper 
creepin’ down the alleyway
looking for a new friend or an easy lay
city filth comes up to my knees
and if you need me, you don’t know where I’ll be
yeah!

——-
see a cottage, ‘round two-hundred feet…
peeking in your blinds! crazy way to meet, girl! :)

I’m a creeper plugging in my radio
moving up your street 
listening in stereo
David Bowie, why can’t you be me?
come and show me a sexy way to be, yeah!

well I’m a creeper gellin’ to my radio
moving up your street, hop into my backseat
I got down around 200 feet, hiding in shrubs…
crazy place to meet girl!

yeah I’m a creeper creepin’ down the alleyway
looking for a new friend or an easy lay
city filth comes up to my knees, and if you need me
you don’t know where I’ll be
yeah!

——-
where are you girl?  I get low down
smashed around looking for anyone not a clown
out there in the summer heat; crawling through your shrubs…
crazy way to meet, girl!

where are you now?  I get low down
smacked around looking for anyone not a clown
out there around 200 feet, hiding in the trees
crazy way to meet, girl!

well I’m a creeper plugging in my radio
moving up your street
listening in stereo
David Bowie, why can’t you be me?
come and show me a sexy way to be, yeah!

well I’m a creeper chilling to my radio
moving up your street, hopped into my backseat
I got down ‘round two-hundred feet…
hiding in your shrubs, crazy place to meet 

giiiiirrrrrrrrrrlllllllll!!!!!!!!!!

Creeper

The Ocean’s Song ( Deutsch  free download  mp3 )

Cast of characters:
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — acoustic guitar, vocals, lyrics, and compostion
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson custom T electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass, and Roland organ
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitrar, mix, and production
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – triangle, and ancillary vocals

This song began when Carl, who is always making connections on the Cloud, was inspired to write a song about our bandmate, Mark. As you can tell from his lyrics, Carl shares our appreciation and respect for our resident Canadian singer and multi instrumentalist. So, when he had the chords worked out on his acoustic guitar, and a great vocal track, he recorded them and started a project, to which the rest of Eclectic Collective were invited.
  First up to bat was Ken, laying in his always clever, essential beat for the rest of us to work with. Stephen was the next person to lay down a track, which was his essential, but subtle electric rhythm track. Later, after it was almost done, he also added a fiery solo in the firt part of the ending section. Josh came along right after Stephen, laying down his signature fretless bass. He also added the organ shortly after, as well. Tez entered the fray next, adding the lightning, Gilmore-esque final solo in the end section. 
  We considered what to do with this song for a minute, too. The thought was whether to present it to Mark as a gift, or to include him in the mix. We decided to go with the latter, and he added the awesome vocalizations towards the end, as well as some cool triangle.
  Once we had it in the bag, we turned it over to Stephen for the production, mix, and mastering, which he always does in a very pro manner.
  This is our second of hopefully many songs with Carl. If you have good music on your page, there's a good chance that he'll hit you up to collaborate. Like the moon, he's everywhere, and he's a damn fine collaborator, too. We hope you enjoy hearing this as much as we enjoyed creating it.
Carl also wanted to share this message about Mark, as well.
  "This song is written for our Canadian friend Mark. Mark is a pivotal member of the Eclectic Collective who as a band and equally Mark as an individual I'm discovering are phenomenal to work with. I was particularly struck how multiple generations of Mark's family enjoy music and creating together. Thanks for your music man. You really do show a unique approach and I look forward to making more really enjoyable songs like this one with you buddy. In my head lyrically Mark is whoever you focus the love on. Rock and Real!" ----TBD

Original lyrics by The Beautiful Dark:
You are the Mark
Mister Lark
Pedigree Bark
Stunning musical stark
Meet Mistermark

From Wondr to Bossa
All from I' Spy
Projecting your best
Proud human melody cry

May 2019
Maybe some fear became esteem
Soft bands in garage channel a way
Internal dreams in sound found light this day

So Dad was a seed
Kudos big man
You do good breed
In music we learn with proper concern
I think now you found Josh the EC

So onto Collective
You expand their perspective
With you and your music
Now Earth gets more fuses
Because of your music
It's a better blue ball
I know I certainly love hearing Marks call

We pressed the remote
We having those jams
Let's get it on and get more brain tan
We singing to clan
Wham bam thank you man

Miss No Mark (Eclectic Collective with The Beautiful Dark)

Update: Day mode vox in

https://soundcloud.com/k2andthe3
This song is for Ken or artist name 'K2 and the 3' and member of Eclectic Collective. Ken is a wonderful person and a fabulous multi instrumentalist and shines particularly brilliantly behind a drum kit. The song lyrics actually reflect our straight up interactions which I love a lot very nicely I think. I've written this song with stabs and stops in mind. I'm always impressed at how drummers can drive feel in drop outs with both silence and solo fills so we might focus a little bit more on that for the band version of this song when we can. Mark alluded to this maybe being something we forget to do more and I completely agree when looking at my own songs.. I'm a noob when it comes to drums so it will be fascinating to see what this ends up after a great drummer has wrapped their head around it and given it that rhythmically focused human backbone. Drummers impress me the most I think largely because I get that big wow of... I actually can't ever do that. I do however love absorbing what drummers project and maybe try and get better at imagining what could be there even if I cant play them that usually helps creativity elsewhere in a piece. That dream of what could be there...

This demo purposely has a simple easy to follow beat simply so I could lock in my guitar rhythm tight and I also want to have that solid comparison with an future EC version with that human result vs the convenience of this and a drum machine. Should end up a ripping rocker this one

Vocals are currently in Nightmode so will get a day vox run in tomorrow all going well. Karakoram is the mountain range in Pakistan/China (Just realising it's in two countries) K2 the mountain lives in...

Lyrics

Karakoram human
You decorate good future
As many lose their Gods
You stand tall as suture

Rhythmic mountain maestro
Each day, graft, working hard
So kids can eat
Bruised back see best of yard

Still, beats get born of evenings
Deep love finds joules to jam
May generation X soothe meaning
Let's teach the younger pussies what we can

To Ken, from pen, to page, to Music
To friends, Now is when, Good sage soup soothes us
Honest and brave, To Jesus he save
Kudos our maestro of percussive wave

(Delay the next verse for a short instrumental section of some kind here)

Karakoram human
You decorate good future
As many lose their Gods
You stand tall as suture
Sticks in hand
Cymbals a floating
Snare and bass backbone gland
Tom'ed Ringo Star man keep quoting
Keep life steady paced by hand

To Ken, from pen, to page, to Music
To friends, Now is when, Good sage soup soothes us
Honest and brave, To Jesus he save
Kudos our maestro of percussive wave

Rhythmic Mountain

J'ai le plaisir de vous présenter la version Trio enregistrée en live lors de la session du 08 mai 2025 à La Barraque Mirepoix (09) du morceau : 
"Jane " extrait du set de Mathieu Torres Trio :
https://youtu.be/tiZxT7iPa5c

Mathieu Torres Trio est un projet intimiste jazz - rock - blues - funk hip hop - qui jongle entre old school et modernité, porté par un son rond, vivant, chaud, organique dont l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains cosys, calmes et poétiques.

Contrebasse et arrangements :  Jean-Baptiste Azanza
Batterie et arrangements : Guy Ould Yahoui
Guitare et composition : Mathieu Torres

Merci Stéphanie Artaud pour l'étalonnage

Plus de musique ici : 
https://soundcloud.com/mathieutorresworks/sets/set-list-mt

Plateforme streaming pour le morceau Jane :
https://music.imusician.pro/a/rRi7Rkc-
Et là : 
https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/jane

et ici les anciennes vidéos 
En trio :
https://youtu.be/J55nNfEKvFM
https://youtu.be/y6GRZZ0K-xs
(et en solo) :  
https://youtu.be/XB7ExqJ2uG8
https://youtu.be/xXj-fzG8M-s
https://youtu.be/eI8yArJpvxc
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fP69ovvmteU

Mathieu TORRES Trio - Matziz records

https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/
https://soundcloud.com/mathieutorresworks
https://www.instagram.com/torresp2b/
https://mastodon.social/@Matziz
https://www.facebook.com/Matzizrecords
https://x.com/EtcAux
https://www.youtube.com/@torresmathieu6027

Jane - Trio Live - Video in description

Sometimes the strongest people are the quietest.
This song is a voice for the ones you don’t always see, the survivors behind the smile, the ones still standing after everything tried to break them.
It’s not just a song... it’s a reminder to look closer, care deeper, and never underestimate quiet strength. 💔🫶🌙
If you know someone like this, let them know.
They're still here. And that means everything. 💜

****Lyrics****

I’ve met them.
I’m one of them.
The quiet survivors.
The ones who walk through life like nothing’s wrong,
but they’re holding themselves together with threads.
This song is for them.
And for you, so you don’t miss what they carry.

They hide the worst of it behind a tired smile
Say, “It’s nothing,” when it’s everything, but that’s their style
They walk through fires no one sees, and still they care
They’re breaking in a room full of people unaware

And you don’t know
The weight they carry as they go
But I’ve seen the nights
They lose the fight
And still, they breathe

Their scars tell a story
They’re the pages that pain couldn’t burn
Every line a war they survived
Every mark a truth they earned
You might think they’re shattered
But there’s strength in every piece
They’re not weak, they’re not broken
They’re just, healing, underneath

They whisper cries so no one else will hear
Hold the world together, even drowning in their fear
They give their love, even when none comes back their way
And still they show up, still they hope, every day

And you don’t see
How hard it is just to be
But I’ve watched them stand
With shaking hands
And still, they give

Their scars tell a story
They’re the pages that pain couldn’t burn
Every line a war they survived
Every mark a truth they earned
You might think they’re shattered
But there’s strength in every piece
They’re not weak, they’re not broken
They’re just, healing, underneath

You don’t see the nights they cry into their sleeve
Or how brave it is to simply, still believe
You pass them in the street, at work, at home, each day
Smiling, helping, laughing, while their heart slips away

You might think you’d recognize someone who’s barely hanging on
But survivors don’t always look broken
They look like parents, friends, coworkers, kids
They look like people you love

So pay attention
Ask gently
Listen longer

Because some people are fighting for their lives
Behind quiet eyes and steady hands

And if you see someone like that, really see them,
Remind them,
They are a survivor
And that, is something to be proud of

Behind Quiet Eyes

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...

Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER
🎸J I M🎙️: @user-759566380

Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks

Vocal/iIntro&Final text : DelhyA

J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...


La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui ronge

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide (help!)
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs là qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui

Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées

La tendresse des coups (quelle tendresse?)

Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage muet… où les vagues d'une mer intérieure contenue se brisent en silence...
———————————————————————————————————
I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...

Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away

And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death

lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly

And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death

the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one

who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death

kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions

The tenderness of blows

I can't let them reach that mute shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

La tendresse des coups (with 🎸JIM🎙️and Régis GAUBERT)

The Magic of the Emerald City

Cast of characters:
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — Ovation acoustic guitar, lead vocals, lyrics, and compostion
Scratch Kelly -- @scratchkelly — Sarah —  vocals
one man verity show – @one-man-verity-show – Scotty – Epiphone Casino melodic  electric guitar and vocals
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino --  vocals
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – triangle and vocals
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitrar, mix, and production
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Fender Stratocaster electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass

I just want to say I'm beyond honored to be the subject of such adoration from my musical family here. Carl really knows how to make a brother feel special, and he did it for me this time, with the help of some of our EC extended family. Here's Carl's write up. 
"Mr Bringer-er Together-er is Josh. You may also know him as artist Entheogenic Psychnought, or the spine of Eclectic Collective. We all came across Josh in our own lucky ways, but he really sets a high bar for spreading constructive musical love and encouragement on SoundCloud. This song started out as a comment. I (Carl/TBD) went to call Josh Mr Bringer-er Together-er and my phone auto corrected it. the next morning K2 swooped in and said what I wanted so I used that as a trigger for the song.
So, I had a rough arrangement. We then invited a few artists, except Josh, to paint it for him. Scratch Kelly, aka Sarah, beamed through some amazing vocals. Not long behind Joe Stroffolino painted in some brilliant backing vox. Then Scotty (One Man Verity Show) chimed in with some amazing guitar, trippy backing vocals, and the super artwork you get to enjoy. Mark brushed in a triangle and some vox, and then Ken added those trusty drums. Tez then strutted in and added some super lead guitar, and not far behind him was Stephen with some epic rhythm guitar that showed the way for the song from that point of view showing a much better space to all the other instruments than the original demo guitar. That was a lovely lesson on less is more...

The song was now ready to give to the main man for him to paint, and he chose his trusty bass to put some strawberries on his own musical cake.

I now stared at 37 tracks and went... Hmmm Stephen, Help! Stephen mixed and mastered it to its crisp current form, and it was a very difficult mix. He basically had to merge 3 projects to one and really aced the challenging mix and master like the true shaman he is. We hope you enjoy the song that brought us together again. May it give us more togetherness like Josh so wonderfully demonstrates everyday

You da brother man Josh 🤘🏽"

Lyrics

Magnet of human
Moulded by melody mind
Just jester Josh delivers this kind
Collective of creed worth all our belief
Friendship
Togetherness through skill and relief

Sharing, Caring
Composer of purr
Human vibrations of the highest occur
Let's celebrate this human some more
It's Mr Bringer-er together-er

Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er

Loving, Not shoving
Honing, Not moaning
Positive to give
In music he live
Loving his kids
Like he loves us
The luckiest kids who take this EC bus
Josh is the driver
Mr Music Jeez
More Mr Bringer-ers together-ers please

Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er

The Joshua Tree collecting collective
Physical dreams
Metaphysical pleasures
Skills. New.
Unconditional prime time
The only thing we tow is how we making new time line

Mr Bringer-er together-er

You are the rod
You cast your spinners
You reel us back in from lake bitter winter
It's Spring all the time in your World and Page
Our Mr Bringer-er together-er sage

We all love ya mate

Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er Oh oo
Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er Oh oo

Mr Bringerer Togetherer (Eclectic Collective with TBD, Scratch Kelly, Joe Stroffolino, and One MVS

A rough and ready summertime rock & roll song.
A salvage title is a car deemed a total loss by an insurance company.

Lyrics:
I surround myself with my friends 
That I know and love
Kick those bad times
Down the stairs
A little shove
Even when we're hurt
Drinking a toast
To the last rotation of the earth
You should know by now

We're living life with a salvage title
I'm out of sync
With my circadian cycle
Your molecular structure
Looking vital  🤪 
Salvage title

Take the time
And disregard all the rest
I'm at the Ramada Inn
Under house arrest
They say life is just a little test
I took off my shirt
To get this off my chest
You should know by now
This kind of spirit never goes away
It just becomes something else

We're living life with a salvage title
Getting sunshine
In tiny vials
Kicking down the portals of time
For an on time arrival
Salvage title 
Hot dog (yeah ) !!!!

Salvage title
And if you're coming over tonight
I'm going to be up late
Dancing with myself
Like Billy Idol

Salvage Title

This is the main title theme from “While They Were Sleeping”  the musical beginning of a story I wrote about grief, memory, and the soft defiance of surviving in silence.

Every chapter of the book takes place inside a surreal, symbolic house where each room holds a different stage of grief. But this track is the doorway. The first candle. The hush before memory begins to speak.

The melody is gentle, but it carries everything: sorrow, wonder, stillness, and the quiet hope that something sacred still lives inside you, even after everything else is gone.

“WTWS – Main Title Theme” is not just an introduction. It’s a homecoming. For anyone who’s ever whispered, “I’m still here,” when no one else was listening.

The Ocean’s Song ( Deutsch free download mp3 )

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