this is incredibly catchy, what a fun track, great production

Fabulous vocal delivery of these trippy lyrics! generates a smile from the start to the last drop. Amazing performances and production! Vocals always a standout for me. Love the way you find your way through musical grooves :)

like this funky creative bass driven chaotic percussive track..wow..let´s get funky everybody!

Excellent, full of energy and good vibes,

So Glad ya couldn't!!   Hats off to All ya Scalliwags! :-D

Another listen to this great track and  production! Dope!

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Jon Lock: Original Music: Bass, Drums, Organ, Horns, Vocals, Lyrics
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
https://jonlock.bandcamp.com/music
The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

Funky as oily ass soggy french fries
Funky as stinky bass fishy pot pies  
Funky as poopy grass squishy with flies 
We be keep it funky and we shittin’ no lies 
Would it be funky if the bips didn’t bop, oh
Would it be funky if the hips didn’t hop, whoa
Would it be funky if the bass didn’t pop, no
Would I be a junky if I didn’t want it to stop, yea
He got blisters on his fingers and they starting to peel
He got two big blisters and it’s starting to get real
He gotta keep ‘em outta water if he want ’em to heal
Wear them gloves in the shower and when washing yo meal

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo’

Dip dip scoodley dip, cool whip all over my chips
Sippin’ on limp shrimp, wimps are the news skool pimps 
A plop a glop a top my new flip flop design
A crop a hops and a drop a slop for my swine 
Yo we got the flu shot that you got but we caught 
The new-dle two-dle funk crew-dle bug-adoodle  
Jibber Jabber don’t stop a hey hey hey a all day
Now come on over I’ll scoot right over and stay while Jon plays 
Funky see funky do funky spunky skunky crew
Funky rhymes funky lines funky crunky drunky times
Funky might makes funky right funky pluky dynamite 
Funky here funky there funky spunky everywhere

Wow, now that is damn funky, can you smell that bass, whew we, smells like burnt liver on hot summer day, Jon is on Fyre!

Why’s it funky when you haven’t funked for a week and then you start to itch ’n tweek 
And your knees be gettin’ soft ’n weak as the pressure reaches to a peak 
And a little bit starts to drip and leak  
That’s TMI
He got funk like pumpkins got pie 
Funk like bumpkins get by
Funk like stuck in deny
All funk like skunk ’n gettin’ high
Funkin’ til the day that we die

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

The funk 
It be 
Booming
Out the 
Trunk a hunk a junk ol’ clunk a mine
A chunka chunka went the bass and I got a fine
Combine with my divine design, rewind inclined to be funkinsteined 
I declined, I tor’ it up in yo face 
You turned up the bass
That’s right, you could hear it all over the place 
Funky is as funky does do you has pizazz
Funky is too funky that’s true and we has en masse
Funky is what funky wants how does he slap that bass
We be keep it funky now common shake that azz
Funky like a rusty spike infection on my toe
Funky like a crusty tyke with boogies out the nose 
Funky like my musty psych with dusty old pillows 
We be make it funky ’n got the stank to show
Will it still be funky if we, what
Spayed it with some poo-pourri,  hell yea
Will it still be funky if we, what
Made it from som’in’ all bourgeoisie, hell no

That’s what I been tryin’ to tell ya, the funks gotta be made from something nasty, it’s gotta be inta something kinky, it’s gotta talk all dirty, breath be stankin’ ’n such 

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

Yea, so what do you think Jon, you feeling that?
Oh yea
Alright, alright, alright, yo since you supplied me with that mad funky beat, I figured I’d go all mad scientist and flip what you sent me, and maybe you can lay down some of them golden vocals of yours
How’s that sound?
Sounds good

Well, the Couch King baby
Let’s turn the clock back to ’65
That’s where I like to hide out
It’s the place I really thrive
Well look out
Take your time now
This funk moves like a big fat cow
Yea, the Couch King baby
I tried to run but I could not hide
I tried to run 
But I could not find a place to hide

Funk'n Blisters

Jon Lock, Russ Sinfield, and the Couch King -Funk'n Blisters

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Vedran - The Dream of a Paper Airplane

Vocal performance, Words & Music - KRUTOVA
Guitars, Bass, Keys & Drum programming - The Shire Bairn Project

My interpretation of 'Last Goodbye' by KRUTOVA

https://on.soundcloud.com/UAG5FqaG4JdG7wHBA

You can find the original and her other work here:

https://open.spotify.com/artist/2vlDHG6iLD0rWmi0JnlbKd?si=6r-GtXdtThqkloF9ja0b2A

https://music.apple.com/gb/artist/krutova/1622239362

Last Goodbye (with KRUTOVA)

We're back.

Janine: voices, vocal melody and harmony, lyrics https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson
Jonathan: initial music, instruments, mix
David Levinson: image

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Nature has conspired to bring a basketful of obstacles 
Pesky interfering things, not the things she ought to bring 
They pile up in my way like spiky beaver dams 
They just accumulate like unbrushed tresses,

Well surprise surprise, they can be wonderful

An infantry of shoulds and bags of promises 
Have all transmogrified and curl like willow branches 
That crown around my head and vine around my feet 
And where the fire burned, they slurp the ashes

But surprise surprise, they're kinda beautiful
 it’s all so beautiful


Surprise surprise, it’s pretty beautiful
Nature is a wild thing with no philosophy 
And where the atoms turn is helter skelter 
So on the sides of trees forever lichen grows 
And mossy destiny is in their shelter

Surprise surprise, it’s all so beautiful


Surprise Surprise (with Janine Levinson)

This was supposed to be ready 3 weeks ago, and now, even though Mardi Gras is over, I put too much work into it to not post it..I reworked it, transposed it up and redid the guitar work. sounds a little better now...

Put on your coat, Put on your shoes
We’re gonna go downtown like we used to do
and see the parade, have a drink or two
Find our old friends, and see what's new

There’s a party on the street
They come from miles around to celebrate
smiles on everyone you meet
(And) The music’s loud and wild and free

 So come on let’s go
Don’t move so slow
The world’s alive and (when) the music’s on
Raise your hand and feel the beat
There’s a party on the street
Hold on tight, don’t let go
Feel the music soothe your soul
Raise your hands and feel the beat
There’s a party on the street

We’ve spent too long behind these walls
Watching the clock waiting for our call
Time moves fast, it's down to you and me 
But Tonight we’re here  where we should be

Now it’s time to let the banners fly
Let the searchlights shine into the sky
Smiles on everyone you meet
And The music’s loud and wild and free

Mardi Gras Song 2025

Through the glass I saw a man
with weathered hands 
can you catch the timepiece falling
can you hold it in your hand
your closing every door I have opened
closing every door except the past
somewhere across the blue
I have to turn to another life
a summer wind
will take me there
I am the river washing over the stone 
you are the mountain calling me home
looking at your weathered hands

Weathered Hands

Cast of characters:

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–piano, drums, and composition
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Gibson Les Paul electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four string bass, mandolin, and synth
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –  symphonic VST instruments including flute and horns, vocal effects, and bells  

This song began on the last day of the cold January of this year, when Ken sat down at his piano and recorded an improvisational jam. This is the first song Eclectic Collective has done where Ken started it with a piano, so we were all very excited to work on it. 
  Josh was the first one to add a part, adding his fretless bass guitar, and going back and forth with Ken, while he added the drums to match the groove up right. Josh also added the mandolin after the guitars were laid down, as well as the descending synth blasts you hear throughout. Before all that, though, Stephen recorded the half of the thrilling guitar you hear in there. After Stephen had his part down, Tez came along and finished the guitar work. Last, but certainly not least, Mark added the amazing symphonic elements, specifically the horns and flute you hear in there. He also added the cold January wind, represented by his breath and some tinkling bells. 
  Once it was all wrapped up, we asked Stephen to put a bow on it with his expert production, which he came through with, as always.
  As mentioned, this is an extraordinary offering from EC, starring Ken not only on drums, but on the keys, as well. It felt like we were jamming all together in the same room, and hope it comes across that way. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Acoustic Piano track version  
https://on.soundcloud.com/QZLnRF7XfbNz6vDR7

January Epiphany-Eclectic Collective

LYRICS

I want to stay
I want to stay home
I want to stay home

I want to stay home
Don't won't to be gone
Pay the yard man through an app
Pay the food man through the slat
Don't talk to me today
Don't talk to me today

I want to be like the pets
Dogs and cats that stay inside
While you're at work
If people knock I'll run and hide 
Run and hide

I want to stay home
It's all on my phone
Get my religion from YouTube
White Lotus has me glued
Leave me alone today
Leave me alone toady
Leave me alone
Want to stay home

I want to be like the pets
Dogs and cats that stay inside
While you're at work
If people knock I'll run and hide
Run and hide

I want to stay
I want to stay home
I want to stay home

People Pleaser

Want to Stay Home

Cast of Characters:

Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – acoustic guitar, composition, production, and mix

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken– drums

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – Warwick four string fretless bass 

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- piano and lead synth

Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – VST cello, strings, clarinet, flute, and synth pad

Nyla K-- @user-162163879 -- vocals and lyrics

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–  Gibson Earle Scruggs banjo

This song started as many of our best do, with Chris coming up with it on his acoustic guitar. He shared it with the rest of us shortly after, and we were all very excited to tuck into it. 

  Ken was fist at the trough for this one, adding his jazzy, expressive drums. Josh came in as soon as he had a beat to work with, adding his signature fretless bass to the mix. Not long after that, JJ broke out the hauntingly melodic piano and Shine On You Crazy Diamond timbred synth you hear throughout. 

  Once it had a good structure to it, Mark came in and added the dynamic cello swells that open the song, some subtle strings, the melodic clarinet and flute, and a bit of synth pad near the end to spice up the soup a bit. He also had the great idea to ask Nyla to add some vocals, which she did in her typically dynamic and expressive way using her original lyrics. Last, but definitely not least, we convinced Stephen to add some of his perfectly mood-setting banjo. 
  Once it was all in the can, it actually sat for several months before being revived by Chris, who also did the production and mix, expertly, as always.

   This song is an example of Eclectic Collective coming together to bring another one of Chris' brilliant songs to life. You should check out his new albums on Spotify, which you can find by clicking the link next to his name in the credits. 

  Also, this is our first time collaborating with Nyla K. We wanted to find a way to include her talents on this one, and her vocals here are magical. You can hear a lot more of them on her page if you follow the link next to here name in the credits, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by Nyla K: 

I once overheard 
a hushed up conversation 
'tween the fishes coming home 
and thank god for a holiday
yea
making the bull frogs sing for joy
as they awake
yea
...and this... is what they had to say

Spanish moss and bullfrogs
cattail cotton in the wind
yea...
and won't U take me to the river
yea...
take me on down to the river
and U better not say....

Better Not Say - Eclectic Collective w/ Nyla K

Presenting "Elara" - Photograph - Cross Talk

I have attempted to conveys a sense of being trapped or controlled by the image, hinting at the "foe" without explicitly stating it, building immediate tension.

Using Beats, Percussion Rhythmic Guitar & Vocal Chops I have created the mood for the psychological battle Elara experiences using spoken word and repetitive background vocals to create an evocative  intriguing atmosphere using the Alchemy Cross Talk Pad.


Original Lyrics & Vocals by Heidi-Marie
Every time I look at you I can't think Every time I look at you I can't speak
Your not the person I want to be thinking about

Your not the person I want to be speaking about

Everytime I look at you I can’t think

Just a frame, a moment caught,
A silent story, tightly wrought
It's more than paper, ink, and light
It’s a anchor in the fading night
Holding fast to what once was
Defying time, defying laws
A single click
This photograph, it holds me bound
No other vision can be found
A perfect pause, a timeless plea
This pixel dream, consuming me
Yeah, this photograph, it's all I see
Stealing every thought from me

The world outside keeps spinning fast, But in this frame, we're built to last
I trace the lines, the silent gaze
Lost in these captured, ancient days
I feel the pulse, though time has fled
The living ghost inside my head

This photograph, it holds me bound
No other vision can be found
A perfect pause, a timeless plea
This pixel dream, consuming me
Yeah, this photograph, it's all I see
Stealing every thought from me.

Do I forget the truth of then?
Or just the moment, now and when? This fragile image, stark and clear
Drowns out the whispers, conquers fear. A phantom touch, a whispered name, Feeding this all-consuming flame.
This photograph, it holds me bound
No other vision can be found
A perfect pause, a timeless plea
This pixel dream
consuming me
Yeah, this photograph, it's all I see,
Can't think... can't speak... 
Every time I look at you I can't think  I can't speak
Every time I look at you I can't think  I can't speak
Your not the person I want to be thinking about
Your not the person I want to be speaking about

Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

8.7.2025

Artwork - #azcreativestudiosydney

Photograph - Cross Talk

I'll finish E-Ruizzo project with a conceptual LP album: 4 songs about 'Arctica Point'. I imagined it amid rotation axis, geographic north and magnetic pole, and I located it on dry land !! Then I draw the cover art.

This opening track tells the decision of leaving this annoying present by travelling to that magical place. The following ones tell the trip and life there.

Translated lyrics will explain it with more detail:

EXPEDICIÓN (EL MUNDO SE HACE PEQUEÑO)  /  EXPEDITION (THE WORLD GETS SMALL)

Cansado de vivir en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Tired of living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.

Cierro los párpados para no verlo,  /  I close my eyelids so as not to see it,
pero hay demasiadas cosas feas detrás de ellos.  /  but there are too many ugly things behind them.

Con los ojos cerrados veo mis recuerdos,  /  With my eyes closed I see my memories,
veo el presente que vivo y no quiero verlo.  /  I see the present I live in and I don’t want to see it.

Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Partiremos hacia donde los recuerdos se olvidan,  /  We will leave for where memories are forgotten,
donde el frío congela el dolor de la vida,  /  where cold freezes the pain of life,
donde el hielo y la nieve nos protege del hombre,  /  where ice and snow protect us from mankind,
donde el cuerpo y el alma se purifican.  /  where body and soul are purified.

Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,  /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,   /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
formemos una expedición ártica  /  let’s form an Arctic expedition

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Partiremos hacia donde el reloj no gira.  /  We’ll leave for where the clock doesn’t go round.
Partiremos hacia donde el tiempo no pasa,  /  We’ll leave for where time doesn’t go by,
al lugar donde seis meses sólo duran un día.  /  for the place where six months only last one day.

Viviendo en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.
Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Esperar no es lo único que haremos allí.  /  To wait is not the only thing we’ll do there.
Sabes que no es fácil sobrevivir,  /  You know it’s not easy to survive,
cuando no hay nada que te empuje a seguir.  /  when there’s nothing pushing you on.

ER25 PA01 RUIZZO ©1995 ®2019

Old raw jazzy piano trailer: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/unique-piano-session-2013

Expedición (El mundo se hace pequeño)

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

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

Jon Lock, Russ Sinfield, and the Couch King -Funk'n Blisters

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