wunderschönes Lied und wunderbares Bekenntnis zur Musik

Sensational vocal...send shivers up the spine!

woooow beautiful voice and song 🌹🌹🌹💯🌹💯❤️‍🔥

wonderful music and sounds......great composition and production 💯💯💯🌹🌹🌹❤️‍🔥🎹🎸

bravisima....... excellent voice 🌹🌹🌹💯💯💯❤️‍🔥

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The new album with the theme “Blues” is now available on all well-known platforms. This album also features collaborations with very talented SoundCloud friends. Enjoy listening

Bluestastic

Lazy Bones

Soul Cruisin'(E.P.Beats&Tot.)
Dope Cool Beat Maker: E.P.Beats https://soundcloud.com/lala-land-361191160
All Stuff :E.P.Beats&Tot.masa
Thank U 4 listening from us both🙏🙏

SOUL CRUISIN'(FEAT. E.P. BEATS)

Ethereal

The Floating Island is a metaphor for the challenging goal of achieving peace among all humans, and a respectful relationship with nature throughout our world.
Music, Poem, Composition: Andrew Janik https://burythejar.bandcamp.com/
Voice: Oddrun Eikli
Photo: by MAR 
https://www.instagram.com/michaelanthony333/

Thank you Andrew, for your beautiful music, and for this JOY.

Floating Island


Seek. Peace
Water. Sunlight
Sleepless. Night
Waves. Caress


Sand.  Storm
Inner. World
Lost. Found
Radiant   Diamond


Floating. Floating
Floating. Floating
 Free


Fish. Speak
Stars. Sing
Plants.  Nourish
Angel. Wing


Floating. Floating
Floating. Floating
 Free

Floating Island . Music: Soundpainter. Voice: Oddrun Eikli

Ich lebe für Musik

2025/6/2

Website

前夜 (zenya)

Shape Shifting - Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Guitar Instrumental | Classical meets Contemporary | YT VID

Here's an informal on the spot recording about how the universe is always shape shifting! Hope you enjoy this guitar instrumental! 

YT Video here, Shape Shifting: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufMZLTuY7Gc

Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Guitar Instrumental

Cover Art Design & Video by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Instrument: Classical Nylon Stringed Guitar

Music Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS in CANADA

Shape Shifting

YouTube

Shape Shifting - Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Guitar Instrumental | YT VID

EDIT 2025-07-16: I am very happy to announce that thanks to this piece I won first place in this competition! 😍🥂🥳

EDIT 2025-07-07: I reuploaded track because I've messed a little in "original" part. Now "my part" is much more different from the original

No AI was involved in creation of this track.

Track made for Spitfire LABS Discord competition.

At the beginning (up to 0:18) and at the end (from 2:23) – a short fragment of the theme song for the AppleTV+ series "Severance" by Theodore Shapiro which can be heard in its entirety at the link below. I highly recommend it! The opening credits of this series, as well as the entire series, are worth seeing.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmS3m0OG-Ug
Yes, I know, I've bite off more than I can chew, but whatever... I guess it's worth tackling such a great and catchy musical theme ;)

The idea was to "Write a short piece (1-2 mins) that starts with a recognizable melody in it’s original form, and then take that melody and reinvent it in your own style. Use one or more of the first 10 LABS packs that were released for this, but feel free to incorporate any other tools you’d like."

To made this track I used:
Ableton Live 11 Standard
Spitfire LABS Libraries:
(Original Theme)
Soft Piano
(Reimagined Theme)
Amplified Chello Quartet
Strings
Electric Piano
Intimate Piano
Lap Steel
Wurli
Beside LABS I used:
Strezov Diamond Jazz Trio Freebie
and two MIDI loops (both from Ableton Live packs)
Gravity Werks Kit - 105 bpm and
Shaker Chance 126 bpm

Picture in thumbnail is a part of original poster from the show: http://www.impawards.com/tv/severance_ver2_xlg.html

Severed ("Severance" Theme Reimagined for Spitfire LABS competition)

Cast of characters:
Jack Karasek — beats and seed idea
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–beats
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1– Roland Phantom workstation
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– electric guitar
Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea -- Terry – Synthesizer
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– mix, master, and production
This song began with Ken's oldest son, Jack, who laid down the basic rhythmic beat. Ken took over after that with the rest of the beats, though. Jack just graduated high school last week, and he's into hip hop and trap music, so he wanted to share some of it with his musician father, who is very proud of him.
  Tez was first up on this one, which surprised me when I went back and checked the workflow. He added the perfectly placed guitar hits throughout. Josh was next up, using his synth to add the falling bass line. Last, but not least, Terry came aboard, adding the moody, melodic, high register synth.
  When it was all finished, we asked out resident pro mixer, Stephen, to mix it for us. 
  This song was in its current form for about the past eight months. It was originally part of a series of vehicles Eclectic Collective composed for The Mysterious Decibel. He got caught up in life, though, and had to abandon the project. So, we sat on it, asking all the rappers we know if they'd be interested in having a go with it, but no one bit. So, with Jack's recent graduation, Ken revived it as a celebratory song for his son. It could still use some vocals, too, so think of this as an open invitation to anyone who want to do the honors. 
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it. 
  Oh, and just a side note for all of our friends who follow along with us, we won't be releasing a song this coming Friday, the 4th, but will have  new one for you, the following Friday, the 11th. Thank you for keeping up with us!

Throwing Rocks (Eclectic Collective)

Flowers.

Written in January 2024.

Published in July 2025.


During the first few months of last year, I was ill with my recurring kidney stone problems.

Fortunately, that passed.

I left some of the compositions I started unfinished, and some sketches were barely started.

This is one of them.

My mother lives in a typical Andalusian house in Seville.

One of the characteristics of these houses is that they usually have a courtyard where there are all kinds of flowering and non-flowering plants.

Obviously, they need to be cared for, watered, fertilized, etc.
My mother loves doing it, and in spring she reaps the rewards of her labor.

I always give my flower icons to the women I follow (I hope I'm not annoying them by doing that), so I thought it was interesting to draw inspiration from all of that to put this together.

17 Tracks native instruments MS2 & Old Xewton forum.
3 XPad 
2 iMini Arturia
1 iProphet Arturia
2 korg IM
1 Ob-xd 
1 flowtones 


Mix: my hear 
Software. Music Studio 2
Hardware.ipad

Cover. A part of the courtyard of my mother's house

Thank you for your comments

Next…. Crossroad

Flowers

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 melodic 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 – (?) electric guitrar, mix, and production
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen -- (?) electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass

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 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 TBD 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. Mistermark brushed in a triangle and some vox and then K2 added those trusty drums. Llanpsych then strutted in and added some super lead guitar and not far behind him was TexMex Shaman with 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 then the original demo guitar. That was a lovely lesson on less is more...

The song was now ready to give to the main man and get it painted and he chose his trusty bass to put some strawberries on his own musical cake.

Carl now stared at 37 tracks and went... Hmmm Stephen/TexMex 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]

This is the lyrics version of my piano piece (https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-clap-of-one-hand). (Roughly) same melody, but now with lyrics. 
If the melody left you puzzled about the title, maybe the lyrics will connect the dots. Hope you enjoy it — drop me a comment, I’m curious what you think!

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The Clap of One Hand - Lyrics
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The high priest looked the monk straight into the eyes 
“You search for wisdom, want to see through disguise 
Then hear the clap of only one hand, 
Imagine tasting the kiss of only one lip!”

The monk was puzzled, did not know what to make of this question 
His mind was racing without the slightest suggestion 
The meaning was hiding so deep 
He could as well go to sleep

And as he lay down he thought and he thought some more, 
And soon he’d snore a Monkish snore 
Deep in his dream he saw the cosmic law 
As it is and will be and has been before

To find the truth you need to see the world through different frames,
As place and motion, time and energy play Heisenberg’s games
The one single truth, the clap of one hand deceives the ancient lore

And then his dream shifted to our world
Where flags of dogma are unfurled
Where it’s en vogue to scorn the views of those 
Whose minds are differently curled

They yell their slogans convinced that it's only their kind who knows truth
They silence doubt and debate to keep everything smooth
They vote in blocs convinced others mean harm
They don't want to discuss they don’t want to disarm
They spit poison and phlegm - 
Them is us, us is them

The monk awakened quite surprisingly rested – and something like pride filled his chest 
The dream had opened his eyes and he knew the deep meaning that the koan expressed 
And so as fast as his feet could carry him he ran to the temple ground Requesting to see the high priest and as soon as he met him he told him the solution he found:

“Avoid the clap of one hand 
'Cause you can not understand 
The world in all its true colors if your mind cannot bend 

Every Current or Tide 
Must with others collide, 
A single stream is quite boring, nothing happens inside.

Seek out the voices that are not like your own – 
Don’t guard your comfort like a dog protects its chewed upon bone 
Be cautious if all of your friends do agree – 
You might discover greeater insights without cheap harmony

A field of only one crop may spark in sunlight like gold, 
But slight disease might turn these fragile monoculture to mold 
No coral alone can just survive with it’s kind – 
Reefs only thrive when hundredthousand curious creatures entwine

Don’t flatten the ground so that your pace can be faster –
'Cause if you don’t train your balance each false step means disaster 
All life, all vision needs to ripple and bend – 
Not frozen in uniformity but free to transcend”

The monk fell silent, his speech was complete - 
He wanted praisal, but the priest kept his seat. 
An awkard silence filled slowly the air, 
The priest just sat there with a calm, timeless stare

“I like your thinking—it rings wise, it rings bold, 
It has reason, it's crafted, it's gold. 
But, dear monk, there might be one subtle twist: 
There is one aspect that you seem to have missed.

You see the truth where opinions compete, 
That wholeness only grows where none is complete. 
But if no single view should stand out alone 
Then even your own view must be overthrown

You praise duality, the joining of two - 
But what if your view in itself is not true? 
What if the world isn't built as you claim? 
What if we’ll never know the rules of the game?"

Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
… Reflect on the clap of one hand

The Clap of One Hand (Piano Poetry)

I started making this piece with the intention of it being a set of songs that could stand on their own as well as being an open collaboration, but then it took on a life of its own, and things just got out of hand from there, lol! 

But I still managed to control myself and didn’t add too many samples though, haha! 

I was listening to 1985 and 1986 hip hop singles when making this so….

You can download this for free as well as some of the unmixed stems on Bandcamp. The lyrics can also be found on Bandcamp since SC didn’t provide enough space in the song info. I reached my description limit!

Feel free to treat it as an open collaboration if you like. The song list, BPMs, and time signatures are listed below. 

I Like To Sample Old Drums Bandcamp Link: 
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/album/i-like-to-sample-old-drums

Funny we are now moving to Portland. Bye, bye Hillsboro. I guess this is now a farewell song. 

Track Credits:

The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

I Like To Sample Old Drums
Rap Attack: 112 BPM 4/4
Take The Max Down To Hillsboro: 189 BPM 4/4
Peach ’N Plum: 132 BPM 3/4
What, Would, When: 112 BPM 5/4
I Like To Sample Old Drums: N/A
This One Goes: 101 BPM 4/4
Bllll: 92 BPM 4/4
The Couch Can’t Help It: 87 BPM 4/4

Here are the lyrics just for: 

Rap Attack

I will
Put you in a tourniquet
Bleeding there’s no stopping it
Got a pimple 
I be popping it
Tripple nipple
Don’t be knocking it
I be chopping it off
Now blood is slopping  
I ain’t mopping 
You be dropping
When you slippin’ in it 
Finna sit and watch as I scoff
Maybe lickin’ ice cream soft serve, huh
What cha sayin’ I can only seem to catch ya gurgling brah
Nah, No one can hear you scream 
When you got a severe stream of
Foam bumbling, bubbling from your mouth, tumbling gravitationally south
Bro, i’m feeling bad for your health
See you reeling keeling over looking so sad 
had I know your noncongealinkg slow at healing
I might have
Not tried to put you in a tourniquet 
Tried to put you in a tourniquet
Tried to put you in a

I Like To Sample Old Drums

Bandcamp

Russell Sinfield and the Couch King -I Like To Sample Old Drums

Our Ecstasy

More than I need

(Verse 1)
Our life was so great, lying on the bed,
A summer that felt like it would never end.
Oh, we were so young, honey, too wild to know,
How to love and how to let go.
Now that we’re grown, should we try again?
If I knock on your door, will you let me in?

(Pre-Chorus)
You were my soulmate,
Am I still yours?
If I take your hand,
Will you feel it once more?

(Chorus)
Oh-oh-oh, why did it have to be like that?
Why did you have to leave so fast?
We were lovers, and I still feel you,
In my heart, I’m holding space for you.

(Verse 2)
I loved you so much, I still can’t explain,
Your smile, your laugh, the way you said my name.
When you were angry, happy, even insane,
Babe, in my mind you never fade.
Would it be crazy if I showed up one day,
At your door, with nothing to say?

(Pre-Chorus)
You were my soulmate,
Am I still yours?
If I take your hand,
Will you feel it once more?

(Chorus)
Oh-oh-oh, why did it have to be like that?
Why did you have to leave so fast?
We were lovers, and I still feel you,
In my heart, I’m holding space for you.

(Bridge)
What if I flew to your city just to see your face again,
Took a small apartment by your street and said it’s not the same?
You’d pass me in the morning, wouldn’t say a word,
Would your heart start to race, or pretend you never heard?

Would my name sound like thunder when you try to forget?
Would the taste of our summer still linger, still sweat?
Would you hate me for coming, or thank me instead?
Would your chest start to burn when you think what we said?

I’d walk past your window just to feel alive,
I’d pray you’d look up, I’d pray you’d recognize.
Would you open the door, or would you just hide?
Would you still call me love, or say that I died?

You let me down slowly, and I’m still holding tight,
To the ghost of your hands, to the heat of that night.
You let me down quickly, and maybe that’s fine —
But God, I still wish your heart was mine.

(Outro)
Oh-oh-oh, why did it have to be like that?
Why did you have to leave so fast?
We were lovers, and I still feel you,
In my heart, I’m holding space for you.
Falling, falling, into you again,
If I saw you now, would you understand?
We were lovers, and I still feel you,
In my heart, I’m holding space for you.

Holding space for you

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Words and notes, born from silence. 

I am grateful for the support my songs if they speak to you! 💖

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