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https://soundcloud.com/silent-zen

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https://soundcloud.com/user-744910797

Plastic Inevitable
https://soundcloud.com/plastic-inevitable

Mixed Media
https://soundcloud.com/mixed-media-sc

Tea man:
https://soundcloud.com/teamanmix

Producers United
https://soundcloud.com/theproducersunited

UCC
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The only guitar in this song - is the bass guitar.

Splinter

Back To The Front

Songster version was a little ‘copla’ about not being able to be with, nor without, a loved person.  As usual, I’ve ‘upgraded’ it, process from which you only get the final result, normally. 

But, following lyrics’ contradictions, I not only serve parts with different levels of (dis)order in heavy rock - flamenco sauce, but raw vs very cooked parts as well, starting with the improvised phone recording of the very first idea I had to develop the song, so please excuse my failures and noises.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)  /  I know where you're coming from (Don’t you leave again)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pena,        /  when you come with that sweet sad face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes llorando sin que te duela,     /  when you come crying without any pain,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando dices que quieres hablar conmigo,  /  when you say that you want to talk to me,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando quieres estar al lado mío,                /  when you want to be by my side,

te veo venir (x3)                                           /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pilla,          /  when you come with that sweet sly face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa sonrisa, chiquilla,    /  when you come with that smile, little girl,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

ER33FI03 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016


Factor Integrante

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)

Flabberghast

Inspired by Allan Carr's "Easy Way To Stop Smoking"

So this song is about well.. whatever you want it to be about. Take something like quitting smoking for instance - do not listen to that demon inside.

If someone such as yourself or someone you know may be thinking of doing something stupid to themselves or others, simply don't do it. We all have our own story and there is always a way forward. People move on with their lives, they have to - With or without you. Your time here is precious, Use it to spread some positivity to your neighbours. Despite whatever the voices in your head tell you to do, There is ALWAYS someone who really does care. I fuckin' care!

The bullet ends at me.

Edit 2022:  Have not touched a cigarette 
Edit 2023: Still haven't smoked a cigarette.
Edit 2024: No cigarettes at all.
Edit 2025: Cigarette non-existo

...Then There's The Demon Inside

'Bullet Hole' taken from the New Album by Hipster Brothel NQ 'Snapshots From Sodom & Gomorrah',
Bandcamp download link here;
https://hipsterbrothelnq.bandcamp.com/album/snapshots-from-sodom-gomorrah-2019

Acoustic Guitar, Vocal & Lyric: Joshua Ben Joseph
All other music & Production / Mix & Mastering: Arkestar
02.08.2019

Hipster Brothel NQ - Bullet Hole

Make you mine... Acoustic Version
Written by Jasmin M. 

THX for listening and all your great support
All rights reserved

MAKE YOU MINE - Acoustic Version - Jasmin M.

sometimes i just walk though city streets and observe life..
I think an artist sometimes carrys a lot of weight on there shoulders 
it can be a lot of pain or demons and emotions it takes a sensitive soul
to be able to write and sing about it ...its a blessing and a curse but its
always there inside 
This song asks many questions one being who am i ?
sometimes we need to face and confront our inner fears to come out
of the tunnel into the light and find love and turn our lifes into a celebration  Jim mystic manser aug 2019
watch the music video on https://youtu.be/IYTb2pQ6DCc
written produced and directed by Jim manser
video shot on location in london uk

hit and run

Hit And Run [watch the music video on you-tube]

This song is part of a bigger project. I really like making sets like “The Couch King Sofa Barn” and “The Horror Host” but they take a long time to make and I don’t think SoundCloud loves the long song format. A number of us are almost finished with another song in this project. I am excited to hear how the whole thing turns out. Massive thanks to everyone presently involved and all my future collaborators in these crazy visions. I hope everyone is having fun on the cloud. I feel like this can be a very fun time for the SoundCloud community as we have all matured and know ourselves in relation to music better. 

This song got started when another rapper first asked me to collaborate with him. He sent me a beat, but I tend to want to focus on original music from our community so I asked Joerxworx if he wanted to work on a beat with only horns in a New Orleans marching funeral band style. Joerxworx agreed and provided me with massive horns to work with! The other rapper was no longer interested by now in working with me so I asked Jon Lock if he wanted to join in and fortunately he agreed, cause I love his funky soulful vocal stylings! Russell did an amazing job mixing and mastering my sloppy drums and the rest of the track to perfection. I was also very fortunate that Wou-Wou & the Wormling was willing to collaborate on art work for this track, fully completing the spirit of community collaboration!

Everyone in our SoundCloud community rocks, don’t you think?!?!  

Joerxworx: Alto, Tenor & Bass Sax, Trumpet, Trombone, Tuba
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Jon Lock: Lyrics and Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals and Production and Art
Russell Sinfield: Mixing and Mastering
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Coloring on original illustrative art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling

Lyrics:

More slay
Wack MCs are getting slashed 
It ain’t easy being wack these days 
Ya get gnashed 
Lyrically grinded up 
Like left overs you get trashed 
I’m Hannibal lector on the mic 
While your rhymes are just ruff and ashy I be like
It puts lotion on its rhymes or else it gets the hose again
Then you get skinned with the precision of my pen 
Call me wolf and you play the hen 
When your all cooped up and shut in by major trends
I’m feral 
Escaped into the underground   
Where all ill MCs and beat makers find their proving ground
I don’t want to rap 
Without any scars
I don’t want to rap if can’t chop through the bars before 
Going out like ronin for the culture that’s been stolen 
Bandit pillaging MCs take heed 
To the master lyricism swordsmen  
 
Oh
I’ll make your heart go faint
Think your resistant until you aint
Close your eyes, move your feet
Here comes the rapture
I am your man
Close your mouth and drop your plan
There’s no need to fake it
Big daddy’s gonna make ya
Dance, twist and shout
Pull up those pants and take you out 
poetry and word play
Take you to the dance floor
Place my hand on the small of your back
I give you a joke and take a smack 
Sit your ass down and eat your snack
Marvel at the verbal fancy footwork 

We came to train to take back the reign from the wack  
We came to hone our skills on a ill horn track
We came to bring the reals and show the people what they lack
All wack MCs you best watch your backs
We bring the rhymes 
And we bring the beats 
And we bring good times
Cause we bring the heat
And we bring the noise 
Yea we bring the noise 
Lets all make some noise 
Lets all make some noise 
Come on 
Make, make some noise 
Let’s all
Make, make some noise 
Everybody
Make some noise
Make some noise

Joerxworx, Jon Lock, Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - Training Day

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0OynM07rJeo

Growing Wings

Video

Part 2 or part 1 (either or) of Fell-Aye, She.. Ohm?

We have done this to ourselves and mother nature is all too ready.

There's sulfur - it's obvious. It's over. Dead skies.

Fell-Aye, She... Ohm? (Part 2 - Dead Scars)

Part 1 or 2 (does not matter)of Fell-Aye, She Ohm?

What has our world has become? Prepare for nuclear war, hate for no reason, widespread hunger, oppression, disillusion, larger gaps of inequality and viruses of "unknown" origin.. Much of the same really, just intensified.. Unless, somehow, we build from our mistakes and change the ways we live.

Lyrics:

Abort it, Abort it,
Abort it, Abort-bort it
Waste with us
Abort it, Abort-bort it
They bought it

It took just about two weeks
To end the world
God-dammit
They lied to us
They lied to us
God dammit
Oh-whoa whoa
Now.. man..

I am the desert eye
Now watch and wait
Don't wanna see them
Dammit all

Abort it, abort it, abort-bort it
Abort it, abort it, abort it

(Whistling sound as bomb hits near the end)

Desert eye
Desert eye

Fell-Aye, She... Ohm? (Part 1)

(Part 1)

Bruce Lee - Vocals
James McPherson - Triangle, Guitars, Drums

Lyrics:

I said empty your mind
Be formless, shapeless
Like water
See what I did there
I said empty your mind
Be formless, shapeless
Like water

You put water into a cup
It becomes the cup
You put water into a bottle
It becomes the bottle
You put water into a teapot
It becomes the teapot

The power can flow
The power can crash
Be water, my friend

I said empty your mind
Be formless, shapeless
Like water
I said empty your mind
Be formless, shapeless
Like water
I said empty your mind
Like water

What are you waiting for
I said empty your mind
Teapot, teapot, teapot
I said empty your mind
Be formless
You put water into a bottle
It becomes the cup
You put water into a cup
It becomes the bottle
Be water, my friend

Teapot, teapot, teapot
I said empty your mind
Be formless
Teapot, teapot, teapot
I said empty your mind
Be formless

Crash, crash, crash
Become the teapot, teapot, teapot
You put water into a bottle
It becomes the cup
You put water into a cup
It becomes the bottle
What are you waiting for
Become the water

I said empty your mind
Crash
I said empty your mind
Be formless, shapeless
Like water
I said empty your mind
Be formless, shapeless
Like water

Be Water, My Friend (Feat. Bruce Lee)

Music by Julien Morency & Sebastiano Quiri @fleursonseaux
Photo by Sebastiano Quiri

When we started this collaboration, like everyone on this planet, we were hit by the pandemic and the effects on our lives.  Earth stopped for a moment and we could feel her heartbeat ...and with it the will to overcome anything!

Lorsque nous avons commencé cette collaboration, comme tout le monde sur cette planète, on a été frappé par la pandémie est tout ce que ça a changé dans nos vies. La Terre s'est arrêtée pendant un moment et on pouvait ressentir son battement de coeur....et avec lui la volonté de tout surmonter!

Pulsearth

Pulsearth (feat. Fleursonseaux)

Listen to St. Clement while watching Lance Mountain skateboard in the 1984 skateboarding film, The Bones Brigade Video Show here: https://www.facebook.com/couchkingpresents/videos/715433375670753/

I had been really wanting to make new music with Calebass. I have been making a lot of songs that lean more heavily toward hip hop the last couple years and felt like heading back toward the direction of my earlier years on SoundCloud. Luckily Calebass was willing and ready and the music flowed easily and steadily. Jon did an amazing job adding an element of jazz with his bass and Janine really awakened the psychedelic spirit and Age of Aquarius with her vocals. It was extra bonus to have both Sinfields participate in this song making this a real SC family affair. Lyrically, I was inspired by the children’s book, Ox-Cart Man, which I love, and all the felt mouse toys I recently made for my cat at my daughter’s request. 

Thanks for all your years of listening everyone!

This is dedicated to the joys of making things at home.

Calebass: Guitars and Song Image / Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Janine Levinson: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson 
Alex Collett Sinfield: Saxaphone
https://soundcloud.com/alex_collett_sinfield 
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Felt
Of natural fibers  
Pelt 
Nature’s the provider  

Sheep and goats and muskoxen
Wool and cashmere qiviut 
Nothing that’s a toxin only
Simply as god giveth
Dyes of plants and insects 
Cochineal that’s rich and intense
I light up the incense 
As you gather up our projects
Single felting needle
Scissors from the cupboard
We are crafting peoples
Churning our own butters

Lalalalalalala
Lalalala
Lalalalalalala
Lalalala

Saint Clement fleeing from his city
Felted wool upon his blistered piggies

Accidentally felted 
From moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks 
Accidentally felted 
From the moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks

I dry skins in my oven 
Till the thin fur turns 
Orange summon 
Urnamman as smoke drifts to heaven
Waking up the legends battling 
Over bragging rights to the origins 
The color of carrot  
Felt hoods dyed and blocked 
To make hats 
I inhale the vapors  
And see the stories come to life 
As a small white cat adhered to a board 
Acts out the dreams of a young child bored 
In a mad scene 
Of scientists looking for a vaccine 
To score points for the lord of carotene 
Off with his head

Calebass, Jon Lock, Janine Levinson, Alex and Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - St. Clement

I’ve Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti
I am very happy to present my first collaboration with Vocalatti.
Vocal Vocalatti
https://soundcloud.com/vocalatti
A huge thanks to Paploviante for remastering
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Music and Production Lillithe
Lyrics:
Strange, I've seen that face before
Seen him hanging 'round my door
Like a hawk stealing for the prey
Like the night waiting for the day
Strange, he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stones
Rainy nights, on Haussmann Boulevard
Parisian music drifting from the bars
Tu cherches quoi, rencontrer la mort?
Tu te prends pour qui?
Toi aussi tu détestes la vie
Dance in bars and restaurants
Home with anyone who wants
Strange he's standing there alone
Staring eyes chill me to the bone
Dans sa chambre, Joel et sa valise
Un regard sur ses fringues
Sur les murs, des photos
Sans regret, sans mélo
La porte est claquée, Joel est barré

I've Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti

Texte Français et Google traduction

LA POUDRE BLANCHE...

Il se jouait à la russe
Bravant sa roulette
Se cherchant des plus
En laissant les miettes.
Il écœurait de sentiments
Surtout pas de haine
Aux injustices seulement
En vivant dans la peine.

Il se prenait des interdits
Qui grilleraient son temps
Sans se trouver maudit
Pour rêver en plus grand.
Il traînait son ombre
La suivant par derrière
Les regards de ce monde
Pas bien fait pour lui plaire.

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste

Il mettait ses oeillères
Pour aller tout droit
En courant vers l’enfer
Qu’il espérait moins froid.
Ce n’est la peur au ventre
Qui le ferait partir
Aux ténèbres impatientes
Mais pourquoi vouloir en finir?

Il se riait des sorts
Dans tous leurs tirages
Taquinant la mort
Qu’elle vienne avant l’âge.
Dans les méandres des rues
Malfamées de racailles
Il s’était tout juste perdu
Mais fallait-il qu’il s’en aille?

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste,
Que la fin de triste.

Salut bien bas, adieu à toi.

WHITE POWDER

He was playing Russian
Braving his roulette
Looking for each other
By leaving the crumbs.
He was disgusted with feelings
Don’t you hate me
To injustices only
By living in pain.

He was taking prohibitions
That would blow his time
Without being cursed
To dream bigger.
He dragged his shadow
The next one from behind
The eyes of this world
Not good for her.

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad

He wore his blinders
To go straight
Running to hell
That he hoped less cold.
It’s not fear in the belly
That would make him go
To the impatient darkness
But why do you want to end it?

He laughed at the spells
In all their prints
Teasing the death
Let her come before age.
In the meanders of the streets
Thugs of the street
He just got lost
But did he have to go?

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad,
Only the end of sad.

Hello down, goodbye to you.