This is brilliant!!! I love this creation 😉🙏🕊️❤️

La ejecución y desarrollo de todos los instrumentos es excelente

Absolutely brilliant, innovative and unique, Carlos.

Wonderful composition and playing‼️ Creative‼️

Daily Drops

Recording sessions from 21/04/2024 - 06/05//2024.
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.
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❤️🕊️🙏 

Heart of the Upper City

Det hände det skedde. 1417 ( 1993 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

EASY FRITZ // Light and easy …
@docfritz // All Musical Stuff, Drums, Cover, Mix & Production
Composed, Arranged & Performed by DOCFRITZ @OESJ 
© 2025 // All Rights Reserved by @OESJ

EASY FRITZ

Cast of Characters:
Single Use & Recycled -- @user-995867230 -- Bill — acousitc rhythm and lead guitar and composition
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums and percussion
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – synth strings
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — acoustic rhythm guitar, production, mix, and mastering
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — vocals and lyrics

This song started as an idea Bill came up with on his acoustic guitar. Having found each other on the Cloud and enjoying each other's music, Josh and Bill decided to do a collab. Bill is a real deal guitarist, who's as prolific as he is skilled. Of course, Josh invited Eclectic Collective to the party, too.
  Shortly after doing so, he laid down a bass part to Bill's skeleton withi his four string fretless bass. Ken followed suit, and after a back and forth, completed the rhythms secion. JJ dug in next, adding the thrilling strings that highlight the high points of the melody. 
  There wasn't a whole lot of room for everyone on this, though, as Bill had the guitar parts nailed down tight. However, after sitting on the shelf for about half a year, Carl came along and added the missing piece with his raucuos vocals. Stephen also fattened up the sound a bit with his acoustic rhythm guitar.  
  Once it was in the can, we asked Stephen to work his production, mix, and mastering magic on it, too, which he came through with, as always.
  This brilliant song almost didn't see the light of day. It sat for what felt like forever, until we decided to revive it. This will not be the last collab we do with Bill, though, who was generous in not only sharing his music with us, but allowing us to do whatever we wanted with it, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.  

Original lyrics by The Beautiful Dark:

Shifty shire
Ah, redistrict rot
Dividing a country for power by plot
Gerry's meandering
Not thinking of sane
What colourful friends can stop red rain?

With freedom waning
Conversation is paused
A few rich men failing
With solidarity cause
Shift the shire!
At minority we've baulked
That mind inconvenient
New red lines are chalked

State turf wars are on
Ah, redistrict rot
Dividing a country for power by plot
For the rights of the white man
We missing those slaves
So legislate oppression
That skin 'aint red way

Shire-Single Use & Recycled/Eclectic Collective

Following in stripped down versions.. the lyrics are plain and evident…hope it touches you.. nothing more that I can add.. at this point in my life!🙌🙏💔😇

Lyrics 

Consider my failures, when I try 
To want to laugh, and start to cry 
Emotions meant to serve my soul 
Are now my master in control 
These circumstances, lead me nowhere

… and it’s gone on this way for years
A love affair with all my fearful symmetry 
Well, please excuse my wide eyed wonder 
When I’m forced down and trampled under 
Your dirty feet again 

So tell me when will I be somewhere? 
Close by here, or far from nowhere ?
My poverty, it’s plain to see 
My riches are rags when you’re with me 
I’m losing sight so maybe you can see much clearer than me 

And I’m not right if you’re not wrong 
It’s been this way for way too long
Enough , and you should know by now
Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it over 
Will you push me away, or draw me closer?
Whichever you prefer

We’ve traveled down this road, so many times before
I’ve tightened down the screws, that hinge on your heart’s door
Still hiding shadows in your eyes
I’m holding onto something that was never mine 
Never was at mine…

Let’s talk it out. Let’s talk it over. Let’s talk it out. Let’s talk it over. Let’s talk it out. Let’s talk it over!

Fearful Symmetry-Stripped

Surfing Home

Complete Unknown

This is the 13th track made from my Grandad's poetry.

The others are here👇🏾
https://on.soundcloud.com/7RWUlc4x5lMqOxNecd
🧓🏼Papa's Poems ▶️ Songs ♾️

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Tuning 432Hz A Standard
Capo 6

Instruments
-Vocal and acoustic live
-Additonal backing vocal runs x 4
-Acoustic lead
-Acoustic picked rhythm
-Piano played on keys
-Native Flute played on keys
-Lost Reverse Alchemy pad played on keys
-5 String bass
-Marimba played on keys
-Cajon bass & snare played on keys 

To do
-lower bass in mix
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Papa 's notes on the poem are below the poem 🍃🍁🍂❤️
It's another real gem to have and I really adore how laser focused to nature he was.

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Sentenced without Trial (A poem by Bill Stapleton)

The executioner has come to cut thee down.
I know not for what crime.
The human race needs living space
And you have little time.

No counsel for your defence
No witness to your beauty
No guardian of your civil rights
It matters not - you're guilty!

Where are the lovers you shaded
When summer hearts were wed
Speak now for your leafy friend
Before his life is shed

Did no one see you in Springtime
When your buds were awake in bloom
Did no one pass last Autumn
On your golden carpet, strewn

Why don't you run away?
The humans are coming fast
Don't just stand there and be acquired
Your security is past

Dumb innocence give me your seed
And let me away to sow
In some undeveloped land
Where the crocuses can grow.
......
Where are the lovers you shaded
When summer hearts were wed
Speak now for your leafy friend
Before his life is shed

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23 February 1975
Bill says, " A considerable time had lapsed since I had written any poetry probably due to the shock of my heart attack. In fact I was not sure whether I could still do so. It was a great comfort to me therefore to achieve this poem after an elapse of nearly five years.
The theme of civil rights comes from the northern troubles. I got the idea while out for a walk around Silverpine, the lovely little roads now sadly changed by housing development. Many lovely old trees cut down while others await their fate with 'Security' and 'Acquired' boards ignominiously nailed to them.
The last verse is a lesson on how we can co-operate to save the situation by planting a new tree"

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Bill lived for nine more years after writing those words. It's interesting how the health shock effected his creativity and so nice he re-found it. Maybe a nice reminder to use our time well 🔆


I really love the third stanza. "Where are the lovers you shaded?..." Bill is looking at these condemned trees and wondering about the beautiful unconditional love it showed to people who are now no where to be seen when the trees need them. For me this wraps up what I've learned and had confirmed from Papa's poetry. Humans use the planet but get lost in our own pleasure and forget about what actually keeps us alive and what makes this such a wonderful planet to be on and that we do get to share. We share it with all the trees and eachother. We are however the only ones with either the intelligence to save it from ourselves or stay blinded and condemn it like these trees were condemned to their doom. Thanks Papa


This in my opinion is why laws against single use plastics and similar environmental saviours are so important. When idiosy decides to reverse them on a whim and because of only economics the indifference grows collectively and we lose our focus on the tree and the system as a whole. We then also forget that in focusing on the welfare of the tree, we focus on our own welfare. It's easy to forget this when we don't experience a direct relatable suffering however compassion towards the system still has our answers to a smoother future along side our dear tree friends 🫛

Sentenced without Trial

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco

Suspiros Del Alma

Lost In Time

Never

With A Doctor’s Note 
Lyrics by: Todd McLean October 2025

Those kind men from across the sea
Really care about your family
Sent their bombs to you and me
To blow our town to smithereens
Tech bros to billionaires
Convincing us that they really care
While we’re all living on a partial share
No worries, they’ve got cash to spare
Bomb Baker
Life Taker
Hate Raker
Resort Maker
x2
Hide behind those values you tote
Make the world eat your smoke
Breaching all those laws you wrote
You’re excused, with a Doctor’s note
That nice king from over there
Let’s us know that life ain’t fair
Never to rise above our station
‘Cause we weren’t born in favoured nation
Another bully says might ain’t right
While devising new ways to smite
Media sayin’ all the wrong things
The feckless queue to kiss the ring
Media sayin’ all the wrong things
If there’s a God, he’s got justice to bring
Bomb Baker
Life Taker
Hate Raker
Resort Maker
x2
Hide behind those values you tote
Make the world eat your smoke
Breaching all those laws you wrote
You’re excused, with a Doctor’s note
https://on.soundcloud.com/qGlGSWHwU73nho22dO

With A Doctor’s Note (Singer: Todd Mc Lean/ Music: Jim Webcampro)

Inspired by Clara Wieck Schumann's Scherzo No.1 in D Minor Op.10 
She steps through time and dimensions beyond our comprehension

Relative Time

Composition and lyrics: Paul and Fritz Kalkbrenner

This is the raw version (the "Sand"-edit...) of a collaborative project with https://soundcloud.com/synline. We both used the same vocal track.
Please take a listen to his "Sky"-version, it is quite different:
https://soundcloud.com/synline/sky-and-sand?si=95b81c6c2859417d8653ce0853ecc8df&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

A Big Thank You to my friend Synline. I enjoyed this collaboration very much.

Sky And Sand 

In the nighttime when the world is at its rest
You will find me in the place i know the best
Dancin’, shoutin’, flyin’ to the moon
Don’t have to worry ´cause i’ll be come back soon

And we build up castles in the sky and in the sand
Design our whole world ain’t nobody understand
I found myself alive in the palm of your hand
As long as we are flying, all this world ain’t got no end
All this world ain’t got no end

(I found myself alive in,
In the palm of your 
In the palm of your hand,
I found myself alive in…)

In the daytime you will find me by your side
Tryna do my best and tryin’ make things right
When it all turns wrong there is no fault but mine
But it won’t hit hard `cause you let me shine

And we build up castles in the sky and in the sand
Design our whole world ain’t nobody understand
I found myself alive in the palm of your hand
As long as we are flying, all this world ain’t got no end
All this world ain’t got no end   

(I found myself alive in,
In the palm of your,
In the palm of your hand…
As long as we are flying 
All this world ain’t got no end,
All this world ain’t got no end,
Ohh,
All this world ain’t got no…)

Sky And Sand (cover, raw edit)

mandala zero

A spontaneous dialogue between Oud and Tonbak, performed by Arman Sigarchi and Arian Gholipour.

Recorded live at Studio Tabak, 2025.

A moment of pure improvisation — where strings and skin speak the same language.


برمَدار صدا -

بداهه‌ نوازی  عود و تنبک، گفت‌وگویی آزاد میان سیم و پوست

اجرا: آرمان سیگارچی و آرین قلی ‌پور

ضبط در استودیو تَبَک – ۲۰۲۵

For Strings and Skin | بر مَدار صدا

I started playing at an early age. In Mexico, I played with bands like  "Atrás del Cosmos", "Queso Sagrado", " Broken Heart", "Decibel", "Bardo Thodol", "Kathmandu Ensemble", Silent Light. In New York City I played with Bands like, "King"s East", "In The Service Of", "Fist of Facts", "Desire", "Dense Undergrowth"," "Matahari", "Like Wow", "Devil's Breakfast", "Muse Mob", "Atlantis 3000", "Monster", "Zenith", "Andromeda Crash" "Night Shade", I also collaborated with Hector Zazou, Harold Budd, Elliott Levin, Dennis Charles, Tetsu Inoue, Bettina Koster. Barbara Gogan, Salvatore Principato, Ken Man, Scott Hartley, Thomas Truax and many others. For many years I also wrote Jingles for a lot of products like Coca-Cola, Pepsi, Mc Donalds, Toyota, Kodak, Payless Shoes, Rothman's, Salsa Tabasco, JC Penny, Liberty Science Center, American Heart Association, MCI, Reebok, AT&T, Fanta, Play Movil, etc, I also made music for Viacom writing music for cartoon networks, Bravo TV, Chanel 1, and MTV. Also wrote music for Bill Moyers (PBS)and also for Fax TV in Germany.

Lost In Time

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