Totally Trick sonic merger!! Those lyrics are super entertaining! I'm addicted to the rhythm!  I confess repeat playing this3 times in a row!  You +churn me on! ;) Congrat's! >>

What amazing music...I was totally hooked! The guitar sounds, the vocals, the bass line, the saxophone solo...all the instruments were made with precision and detail, and I was impressed! amazing!

NOTHING IS NOT A BAD THING

The Cave
Part of the Playlist Mystic Places https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/mystic-places
December 2021
Duration: 3:55
Photo of the Waitomo Caves
For strings, flute, bass flute, piano, cloud chamber blowls, percussion, field recordings from the Waitomo Caves and other virtual instruments.
The limestone caves at Waitomo in New Zealand are a series of long passage tunnels eroded by water across aeons. The ‘Voice of The Spirit’ Cave is driven by the infrasonic pulsing of a distant subterranean river system which produces the deep vibrating voice at the cave entrance and creates nodes of vibrations within the large cave called the Cathedral. The Waitomo Caves, with it's mysterious stalactites and stalagmites, are renowned for their glowworms that light up the cave ceilings.  Glow worms are fascinating creatures, they only live up to 2 weeks after coming out their cocoons and are eventually devoured by their young.

The Cave

Atlantis (Free DL)

in the tempo

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NADA  / NOTHING

He pensado en la muerte  /  I've thought about death
y en lo que habrá detrás.  /  and what will be behind.
Puede que no haya nada,  /  It may be nothing,
¿te has parado a pensar?  /  have you stopped to think?

Nada, nada... nada.  /  Nothing, nothing... nothing.

Nada, nada, nada ni siquiera aire,  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing not even air,
nada, nada, nada que pueda tocarse,  /  nothing, nothing, nothing you can touch.
Nada, nada, nada que tocar ni respirar.  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing to touch nor breathe.

Nada, nada, ni una idea ni un deseo,  /  Nothing, nothing, neither an idea nor a desire,
nada, nada, ningún miedo ni silencio,  /  nothing, nothing, no fear or silence,
nada, nada, nada nada se puede escuchar.  /  nothing, nothing, nothing nothing can be heard.
...
Nada, nada, no esperes encontrarte  /  Nothing, nothing, don't expect finding
nada, nada, no puedes imaginarte  /  nothing, nothing, you cannot imagine
nada, nada, nada, no te entra en la razón.  /  nothing, nothing, it doesn't fit your mind.

ER18PB06 - ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Nada (He pensado en la muerte)

The Unspoken Question

Here is a new track I wrote and recorded.

The song was written as part of a concept album that I started a year or so ago. I may never actually record the full album but might release the songs over time. The album was going to be about my ancestors living in Newfoundland and the stories i heard over the years.

This one is about the story of how Braggs Island (where my grandfather was born) got its name. I heard the story from my late cousin Sam Feltham. He said there was a small community living on the Island and one tough winter they ran out of supplies and were in a bad way. A man named Bragg and his two sons loaded a boat with supplies and attempted to bring relief to them. In the process and storm developed and the ship sank and Bragg and his sons were drowned. They named the Island after them in honor of the selfless sacrifice they made.

I tried to capture with sound the feeling of sailing on icy seas. Also I wanted to tell the story in an artistic way. Not sure if the song is any good but hope some of you enjoy it.

Eric

Bragg's Island

i was bored prod. sl4yyer

I’m happy to post this song with help from my first SC friend https://soundcloud.com/espere-verde, who encouraged me on to improve my music making from a very start. Good musician & draughtsman (he did this artwork too), his vocal performance here gave the mood I couldn’t to the song.

Technical highlights:
>Most vocals: Espere Verde
>Music & almost no vocals: Ruizzoidman
>Odd patterns hidden along three levels in this track: amalgamated psycho-hard coating, usual 7/2 in punk/ska intermediate parts, and finally the sweater core is structured in groups of five measures.

Lyrics: strangely, I wrote about these stressing things when I was 21 and supposedly happy; I'd say similarly today I'm twice as old...

SIN MUJERES NI TABACO, SIN PRISAS  /  WITHOUT WOMEN OR TOBACCO, WITHOUT HURRIES
  
Todo lo que odio me ayuda a vivir,  /  Everything I hate helps me to live,
lo que me pone enfermo me empuja a seguir.  /  what gets me ill pushes me on.
Todo aquello que quiero dejar de sentir  /  Everything I want to stop feeling
es lo que da sentido a mi vivir.  /  is what gives sense to my life.
  
No puedo vivir sin mujeres,  /  I cannot live without women,
ni tabaco, sin prisas,  /  or tobacco, without hurries,
no puedo vivir.  /  I cannot live.
  
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me mata por dentro.  /  kills me from inside.
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me saca los nervios.  /  gets me on my nerves.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me empuja a seguir.  /  pushes me to continue.
  
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me hace sufrir.  /  makes me suffer.
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.

ER29HC8 ©1995 ®2015

Sin mujeres ni tabaco, sin prisas (Most vocals by Espere Verde)

Whispering Walls (Prod. SouL Muzick & PACMAN)

Production & Mix @soulmuzick13
Production @pacman-mic-mastery
Mastering @clubfungus
Cover art @time2cclear

For non profit use only. Production credit must be given. 
We appreciate you listening!

Whispering Walls (Prod. SouL Muzick & PACMAN)

Lliam, Chad, Malcolm & Gary reveling in the artistry that nature is.

Thru tunnels of tower towards starlight trees
Creating a canopy of effervescent green 
On to marshland by the sea
Where egrets glide to green grassed waters unseen

Mimicking cry from branches beyond
Answering warbling wren's plaintive song
Next to you is where I belong
But when I get there I find that you've gone

Cascading crescendo from crevasses high
On cloud fluffed mountains water whirls down by
Fields and meadows gaze at sun soaked sky
They speak of answers but don't ask why

What are you  are you (saying/insane)
Could it be  (are you /cause you're) speaking to me
Must be the artist's artist
It's living  living calligraphy

Any of Several Weasels

Calligraphy

AoSW - Calligraphy

Save Me - feat Mirja
Vocals and Lyrics Mirja (Ghosthack)
http://www.ghosthack.de
Music and Bass Paploviante
Artwork Paploviante with Swift Publisher 5 and Pixelmator

Save Me - feat Mirja

lyrics, vocals: Rekha @rekha-iyern-fe
music, mix/master: Echo Garage

cover photo by BreathlessDesign

hope you all are doing well. stay healthy and take care!

Rekha and Echo Garage - Dark Deep Blue

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

For Your Smiling Eyes

Flock Of Zombies! - The Beginning Of The Festival
https://soundcloud.com/jcs-807293158/flock-of-zombies-the-beginning-of-the-festival

Zombie Hunter's Grief IMAGE ALBUM
https://www.amazon.com/Zombie-Hunters-Grief-IMAGE-ALBUM/dp/B0912B56C5/

amazon

Zombie Hunter's Grief

Insects written, produced and recorded by RosesAreBlue
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All rights reserved June 2020
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Please rescue an insect today
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I see you strutting
Standing on my head
Going round and round
I see you coming

La la la la la
La la la la la ....

If only they could see
All the things you do
With all of my heart
I promise you
I will rescue you

I see you strutting
Standing on my leg
Going up and down
Over walls and up the trees
I see you running

If only they could see
All the things you do
With all of my heart
I promise you
I'll rescue you

If only they could see
All the things you do
With all of my heart
I promise you
I'll rescue you

La la la la la ....

Insects | RosesAreBlue

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

I love this SoundCloud community ❤️ 

Music Is Elation / Plastic Inevitable 

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.com

For mixing and mastering visit: 
Russell Sinfield at: 
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com
Bitzone at:
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone

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

Couch King Presents

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