ha ha.. Lord i love this!  And you know, it's not easy pull this kinda satirical writing off..  but it sounds warm and inviting, just enough to make it serious without being pretentious..  loved it! x

Was scrolling down the comments and discovered I made a comment from my repost page (now defunct...oh well...) about this having made me laugh out loud and it still does.  Witty and still pertinent!

20 JULY SONGS

Synths, Guitars, Production and Mix: COtu

Mastered by Marc Felish

Michael

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We did it again. I'm proud to introduce a brand new release, another collaboration with a timeless, spaceless Mistress of Vocal Time and Space. Nearly needless to add I'm talking about Myrh (@myrhyum). We started this collaboration more than one year ago, but I've been having tons of issues, so... Now it's out, and we hope you all will enjoy it.
Allow me to bore you with a few words about how we did it. Myrh originally sang along a looped section of another (still incomplete) song of mine, featuring the guitar part that eventually turned out to be the initial guitar solo in this final version. I had only Myrh's vocals, a tempo and a few bars of a guitar solo. I added a track of sampled tablas: at first I thought of it as a mere tempo reference, but it sounded good, so I kept it. At this point, I had a vision of how the piece had to sound. I pictured Myrh's vocals flowing inside a starship running through darkened depths, backed by an invisible ensemble of musicians playing some kind of an alien raga.
I found the starship on my internet browser. I downloaded an audio file called 495-AAB from archive.org (https://archive.org/details/Voyager1/495-AAB_8min10sec.wav). It was recorded on the spacecraft Voyager 1 ( launch date: 09/05/1977) and it's in the Public Domain. I did some sound design on it, and it became an awesome drone for the song, perfectly fitting Myrh's vibe. Then I recorded a few parts using my children's toy-instruments: vibraphone, oud and tambourine. A few months went by before I could start working on the organ, and a few others as well before I could record another couple of tracks with bağlama and lyra. I eventually completed the guitar solo, then added bass guitar and sampled drums. Once again I had to stop, for a considerable amount of time, before I could do some editing, the final mix and the mastering.
My humblest and heartfelt thanks to Myrh for allowing me once more to collaborate with her, for her limitless patience with my inconsistent workflow, for this gem of a song that I tried to decorate with (more or less) alien sounds and noise. One last word about this somehow arrogant use of the tag SpaceRaag: I'm absolutely aware of lacking of sufficient musical knowledge in order to compose or perform an actual raag; this is merely a spontaneous creation, I only tried to mess around with these harmonies springing from Myrh's sublime vocals and my own science fictional sonic vision.

Myrh (@myrhyum) : vocals & their premix
Teth Sin : electric guitar, sampled percussions & drums, toy-oud, vibraphone, tambourine, organ, bağlama, lyra, bass guitar, sound design

Lyrics by Myrh (@myrhyum)
Original composition, arrangement, mix, mastering & cover artwork design by Teth Sin
Cover artwork is a rework of the following picture, in the Public Domain: https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d9/Krishna_and_Radha_dancing_the_Rasalila%2C_Jaipur%2C_19th_century.jpg

Dance For Me Now

Dance For Me Now | Feat. Myrh

One Emoticon

This is a song about those you depend on.

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I LOOK FOR YOU
(c) JunkHeap Apr 06 2022 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

Sometimes the days wear me down.  
I'm looking outside,
see my reflection in the window.
Furrowed brow and worrying  
etching its lines.
   
The world it turns and burns,
seems like it'll always be this way.
Hope shines bright through the clouds, 
as we wish for a better day.

I look for you.
I see your face in the crowd. 
Her eyes call to me, 
and we meet and 
hold each other so close. 
I feel your warmth.
See the throngs of people
moving like a wake around us;
in the ordered chaos, 
we save each other from it all.

ch. / break

My pillar of sanity, is you.
I look for you 
to whittle away the time 
on this insane ride.
Laughter and I get you.
We're past the pleasantries.
So many great days behind,
so many ahead.
So many great days ahead.

I look for you.

I Look For You

Rich Man Lyrics

This one is called Rich Man. In our last song, the poor man was trying to get by with limited funds. In this one, our hero is just enjoying life with whatever he can. He's happy just living life.

Lyrics;
I walk in old shoes
Drive on old wheels
Don't have much money
But that's not how I feel
Cause I'm a rich man

I do what I need
And that's getting me by
Got two feet on the ground
And my Head in the sky

I travel lightly
Not much to my name
But I've got all I need
Just the same
I'm a rich man

Wherever I'm at
Is where I want to be
And I'm living my life
Like this world's made for me
I'm a rich man

I have my friends
And my family
They're all the best people
And they're rich just like me


I've traveled the highways
In sunshine and rain
Slept in a boxcar
Of many a train
I've loved and lost
And I still feel the pain
But life is for living
And I can't complain

I don't need a thing
To prove my success
Nobody out there
I need to impress
But I'm a rich man

I do what I need
And that gets me by
Two feet on the ground
My head in the sky

I might walk in old shoes
and drive on old wheels
Not much money
But that's not how I feel
Cause I'm a rich man

I'm a rich man
a rich man
a rich man ...

Rich Man

A few years ago, one of our presidential candidates referred to those who had the audacity to vote for the other candidate as "Deplorables".   It occurred to me that my family and I might fall into that "deplorable" category, so I thought I would offer a little insight into the daily life of us deplorables, or at least the perception of us by many of the social / political elites.               (pictured: the twins)

Adorable Deplorables

Composed&performed&produced by Mario Lončarić

https://vimeo.com/manage/videos/717301042

IS IT TIME FOR JAZZ FUSION ?

New EP (final track)

amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/album/mcmlxx

Music, lyrics, mixing, production: Verulium
Vocals: Amanda

Lyrics:

I’m a veteran  of the psychic war
Never before have I been so happy on the sidelines
Far away
I’ve found a place to stay
I’ve found a place to stay

And when I look back now
There is no cure
For the cruel existence we endured
We endured

I’m a veteran of the psychic war
Never before have I been so happy on the sidelines
Far away
I’ve found a place that I can stay
On Neptune 17
Hiding from the all seeing machine
It tracks you, it drags you down
I’m lost, can I be found?
I’m lost, I don’t want to be found

And when I look back now
There is no cure
For the cruel existence we endured
We endured

And now times have changed
This space machine will help me make it to the end
To the end

I’m a veteran of the psychic war
Never before have I been so happy on the sidelines
Far away
I’ve found a place that I can stay
On Neptune 17
Hiding from the all seeing machine
It tracks you, it drags you down
I’m lost, can I be found?
I’m lost, I don’t want to be found

MCMLXX

Psychic War

いーやーさーさぁ / yi Ya Sa Sa

UN HOMME MAGNIFIQUE


HE’S A SPIRITUAL MAN IN A MATERIAL WORLD
LA VIE A SON PRIX ASTRONOMIQUE
HE CAN’T STAND A SNIPE BUT LOVES ANY BLUEBIRD
LE CIEL EST ORNITHOLOGIQUE
C’EST LOGIQUE 
MAIS ERIC
EST JUSTE UN HOMME MAGNIFIQUE
YES ERIC
C’EST LE CAPITAINE FANTASTIQUE
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

HE DOESN’T CARE FOR DOUGH 
AND DOESN’T GO FOR  BLING BLING
IL SE MOQUE DE GAGNER DES BRIQUES
THE SPEEDIEST OF QUAKERS WITH NO SOCIAL STANDING
NON SA CAROTTE N’EST PAS LE FRIC
C’EST LOGIQUE
CAR ERIC 
IL MET LES VOILES SUR SON BRICK
YES ERIC
C’EST JUSTE UN MEC FANTASTIQUE
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

HE’S A SMOOTH NAVIGATOR
A LEGENDARY CHRISTMAS CAKE MAKER

 
CAR ERIC
IL MET SES PAROLES EN MUSIQUE
YES ERIC
C’EST LE CAPITAINE FANTASTIQUE
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

HE WILL JUMP ON ANY BOAT COS HE CAN’T STAND THE BEACH
AIN’T THAT TYPIQUE OF ERIC
SO YOU CAN ASK MCGURK LE STUMBLE OR DOBSER
THEY’LL TELL YOU WHAT KIND OF MAGIC
IT’S A KIND OF MAGIC


FÉERIC
MAGNIFIQUE
YES ERIC
POÉTIQUE ERIC
SOMETIMES ÉROTIQUE
FANTASMAGORIC ERIC

UN HOMME MAGNIFIQUE (Lyrics) Song for Eric

Recording Sessions from 25/11/2022 - 08/12/2022
2 tracks MOOG Modular - (vst Arturia),
2 tracks Asian Dream - (vst DSK),
1 track Piano2 - (vst Arturia), 
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Experimental 
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❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

Aiko

'Turn Down The Gas' a light hearted fusion track.

Light The Candle Please

Turn Down The Gas

Missing You

Hot Sand / Open Collaboration Offer
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
BPM 72/144
Free Download
If you want the track different ...  contact me!
The track is downloadable as a mp3 file!
You can complete what you want!
If you publish it, you have to mention me in the description and title!

Hot Sand - Open Collaboration Offer

Steve's song, voice and guitar backed by Josh and Ken - powerful blues rock for your enjoyment :)
Produced by Llanpsych

Better Than Nothing - Steve's Planet, Entheogenic Psychonaut (Josh Clary) and K2 and the Three

Over the hill and over the dale,
  And over the bourn to Dawlish--
Where gingerbread wives have a scanty sale
  And gingerbread nuts are smallish.

Rantipole Betty she ran down a hill
  And kicked up her petticoats fairly;
Says I I'll be Jack if you will be Gill--
  So she sat on the grass debonairly.

Here's somebody coming, here's somebody coming!
  Says I 'tis the wind at a parley;
So without any fuss any hawing and humming
  She lay on the grass debonairly.

Here's somebody here and here's somebody there!
  Says I hold your tongue you young Gipsy;
So she held her tongue and lay plump and fair
  And dead as a Venus tipsy.

O who wouldn't hie to Dawlish fair,
  O who wouldn't stop in a Meadow,
O who would not rumple the daisies there
  And make the wild fern for a bed do!

John Keats

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