Wonderful sound design incorporating vocals and fx! 👏👏👏

Love this track mega much...totally awesome sounding XOXOXO

love the guitar riff and those vocal samples! :)

So creative. What a mystical majestic masterpiece. Love the vocals.

great narrative and lyrics..guitar melody is great..sort of psychedelic folk song here

Cool development of the track. Many unexpected twists and turns.

Followed By The Librarian: 40 well read new songs from the SoundCloud community

Mesa Boogie Lonestar 2x12 Cabinet
Swart SST-30 2x12 cabinet
Trussart steel deville 
Fender Stratocaster
Warwick Corvette w/ Sponge dampener
Ampeg SVT-3 pro

Shades Of Marmalade

Jeremy J. Saks - Shades Of Marmalade

Followed  By a Wooden Indian

Followed by a Wooden Indian

A banned book fetish. That's our current kink.

Read the accompanying poem here while you listen: https://mystictapedeck.com/bards/the-librarian/

PS Perkins: Guitars, Bass, Vocals, Piano, wood blocks, programming
R Thomas: Drums, Wah guitar, shakers, cowbell
 
LYRICS
--------------------------
A secret knock, a hidden door, a narrow hallway
The eyeless guide sees us inside, watching us always
As we meander down the aisles, 
Rows of spines which stretch for miles
And we show our special card
On the scent of another shard

A vaulted dome, a musty tome, an umbrous alcove
A sacred space, a quiet place, a sunken treasure trove
Details infinitesimal
Dewiest of decimals
Ever stranger truth to know
As we squish the forbidden fruit between our toes

A deeper shaft, an ancient craft, a garish goblin
The icy stare, the purple hair, a memory maudlin
Going deep down in the mines
With a shining pick to grind
The librarian lights the way
Understands the game we play

A puzzle piece, a glob of grease, a rusted lever
A blazing fire, we never tire, we nurse our fever
Run our fingers down the crease
Gently comb the golden fleece
Read aloud the sacred scroll
Let's show these muggles how we roll

They cant stand you, they want to ban you
They want to sterilize and pack you up and can you
They prefer truth that's mass produced
Because they're lacking the tenacity to grasp you
So let me ask you: what's the bigger threat?
While we're waiiting on a bomb you haven't dropped yet
They'd rather burn you then have to learn you
Their little fingers are too slippery to turn you
The truth waits for us to dissect it
And librarians are here to protect it
So grab some glasses if you need
And climb atop the worlds' mightiest steed
We're gonna read until our fingers bleed
It's a seed, it's a need, it's an urge you gotta heed
It's a growl in your stomach that you know you gotta feed
Let's show 'em how to read!

The Librarian

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

Contrary to my Belief / feat. Shamoozey
Shamoozey Vocals and Lyrics:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/7243/contrary-to-my-belief-by-shamoozey-120bpm-country-acapella
@shamis-1
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering

Contrary To My Belief - feat Shamoozey

Starry Sky Melody

We wish all a Happy New Year 2024  🎈🎈🎈
If U Love Me feat. 2nick8
2nick8 Vocals and Lyrics:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21971/if-u-love-me-122bpm-pop-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/ds-nick
Paploviante:
E-Bass,Rhythm Guitar and Solo Guitar
Lillithe:
Wha Guitar, Beats, Synth, Jew’s Harp, Mix and Production

If U Love Me - feat 2nick8

Boxing Day

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

Sometimes you go to a dark place.

WRETCHED BEGGAR

Ooooo….
Ooooo….

I don’t want you
I don’t need you
Why don’t you 
Why won’t you
Why can’t you
Get out of my way 
It’s my way

All you do
When I’m in your arms
All you do 
To twist and turn me
All you do
To look the other way
Alll you do
To ignore me

I should leave you
I can’t bear you
Why don’t I
Why won’t I
Why can’t I
Get out of my way 
Gotta be one day

A little devil in my mind
Poking me with his red hot trident
White smile on his face
I feed him 
I feed him
That fat little bastard
I’m gonna get the wretched beggar

All I do
To forget myself
All I do
To erase myself
Never do
Anything I used to
Never do
Anything I want to

Better for you
Better for me
I think we
I believe we
I hope we
Get out of my way 
Never better than today

Wretched Beggar

Texte Français et Google Translate

CROYONS EN NOUS

Un peu de sens bien réaliste
Quand on y pense, tout çà existe
Cacher ses maux, ne pas les vivre
Regarder haut  çà nous enivre.
Un peu d’amour, rien qu’une larme
Se faire des jours posant les âmes
Seront t’ils beaux, fera t’il sombre ?
Dans chaque haut, il y’a une ombre.
Un peu d’argent juste ce qu’il faut
C’est indécent d’en avoir trop
Les coins de rue montrent la misère
Des homme perdus sans rien y faire.

Croyons en nous, croyons-y fort
Voyons le bout, et puis d'abord
Restons debout, au mauvais sorts
Pas à genoux, une fois encore.
Dans un mal fou prenant nos corps
Prendre des coups sans avoir tord
Pensons à nous une fois encore.
Un point c'est tout et puis alors.

Un peu de rêve, des brins d’espoirs
Que rien n’achève pour mieux y croire
De l’utopie plus que raison
Entendre oui plutôt que non.
Un peu de chance, des coups de pot
Quand çà avance sont jamais trop
Un p'tit bonheur c'est bon à prendre
Et le meilleur c'est beau à rendre.
Un peu d'oubli sur l'importance
Prendre la vie comme elle avance
A chaque trou il faut remplir
Et jusqu’au bout bien se le dire.

Croyons en nous...

LET'S BELIEVE IN OURSELVES

A bit of realistic meaning
When you think about it, it all exists
Hide your pain, don't live with it
Looking up high intoxicates us.
A little love, just a tear
Have days resting the souls
Will they be beautiful, will it be dark?
In every top, there is a shadow.
A little money just enough
It's indecent to have too much
Street corners show misery
Men lost without doing anything about it.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves
Let's see the end, and then first
Let's stay standing, bad luck
Not on your knees, again.
In a crazy evil taking over our bodies
Take blows without being wrong
Let us think of ourselves once again.
Period, that's all, so what.

A little dream, a bit of hope
That nothing ends to better believe it
Utopia more than reason
Hear yes rather than no.
A little luck, pot shots
When things progress, there are never too many
A little happiness is good to take
And the best part is beautiful.
A little forgetting about the importance
Take life as it goes
Each hole must be filled
And until the end, say it to yourself.

Let's believe in ourselves...

A little peace would be good
But we don't know what tomorrow is
A white flag slung over one shoulder
By slandering all the troubles.
A little emotion, which takes to the heart
Heat the cold for the best
Can do good in the spirit
Because for everyone nothing is written.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves

CROYONS EN NOUS

Nothing to Say at All

Tired of cold short days? Me too. Let's party!!  I haven't posted anything new in a while so here's a 10 year old tune that will be new to some of my peers, and those who've heard it have already gotten over the shock. This is an exercise in licentious sexual innuendo and lewd, funky sounds. It's what happens when an otherwise innocent childhood is spent listening to Jimmy Castor Bunch, New Birth, Slave, James Brown, Funkadelic, etc, and there are some biblical metaphors thrown in for good measure. It can be downloaded in case I decide to run for Governor and need to quickly hide all scandal.

OK where does this nonsense come from? 

"There's a primordial dread and fear of the power of the Feminine expressed in the feckless desire to dominate and control a situation that the poor fool just oughta accept as way beyond his own meager forces."  -- Carl Jung

James Brown --  Hot Pants (use what she got to get just want she want)
https://youtu.be/lehBlK2MrD8
James Brown -- Just Look at Those Cakes (yeah he got away with this stuff)
https://youtu.be/7fMNganQ-z0
Jimmy Castor -- Trogolodyte (that bass tho')
https://youtu.be/n0zfdptxQvY
P-Funk -- Undisco Kid (the girl was baaad)
https://youtu.be/o38j7m3ZMWE
New Birth -- Got to Get a Knutt (sorry their title not mine)
https://youtu.be/2HQsslSYDbA
Ohio Players --  Skin Tight (ditches britches stitches, delicious)
https://youtu.be/5Smb9DkYDr8

TASTES LIKE CHICKEN
I went down to the melon patch 
gonna find myself a big 'un
it was Saturday morning and the sun was shining 
and I was ready for diggin'

there she was alone with her hands around a vine
sunlight shining through her summer dress I said my my my

my name is Daisy hope you don't mind
that I'm down here pulling on your vines
now if you please may i keep on pickin?
and one more thing I taste like chicken

she was in my melon patch already picking
and now she tells me she tastes like chicken
this could be the thing that I've been missing
now here's a girl that tastes like chicken

she followed me home with a couple juicy melons
I said baby where you are from but she wasn't telling
now something about her story just wasn't clickin'
I know a lotta girls don't none of them taste like chicken

back in my kitchen I cut the rind
it was pink and juicy on the inside
she said baby just a minute
I need to step outside before we get in it

she went outside behind a big old tree
I was following close behind but I didn't let her see
then I heard something that blew my mind
she was talking alien on a radio line

she came back in through the front door
wearing nothing but a smile
I know she's an alien
but I'll let it go for now

now I'm not sure how it's gonna all work out
I still got my extraterrestrial doubts
but man she looks good standing in my kitchen
and she tastes like chicken

Tastes Like Chicken

https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues: flute x10; clarinet x6; tenor sax x3; soprano sax x2; alto sax x1; oboe x1; bamboo flutes x2; synth; beats (Inspiring original track https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/cryptoblues).
RUIZZOIDMAN: lyrics, vocals, guitar.

VENTOSO BLUES A LA PRADERA  /  WINDY BLUES FOR THE PRAIRIE

Pradera, salgo de viaje,  /  Prairie, I go on a trip,
te dejo aquí prisionera.  /  I leave you prisoner here.
Salgo sin prisa, pradera,  /  I leave without hurry, prairie,
seca de hierba salvaje.  /  dry from wild grass.
Dejo este bello paraje,  /  I leave this beautiful place,
este río y su ribera,  /  this river and its bank,
atrapados en la espera  /  trapped in the wait
de recibir su folaje,  /  to receive its foliage,
su frescura y su coraje  /  its freshness and its courage
verde de la primavera.  /  green of the springtime.

Este tren que con seguro  /  This train that with confident
traqueteo de ti me lleva;  /  rattling takes me away from you;
surge el humo de su cueva  /  the smoke arises from his cave
ensuciando tu aire puro.  /  polluting your pure air.
Ya la vía, acero oscuro,  /  So the railway, dark steel,
ya la vía es la prueba,  /  so the railway is the proof,
ya la vía, nieve o llueva,  /  so the railway, may it snow or rain,
debil tú, el acero duro,  /  weak you, the steel hard,
tú la brisa, él el muro,  /  you the breeze, it the wall,
tú la suave, mi pradera.  /  you the soft, my prairie.

De tus flores, la frescura,  /  From your flowers, the freshness,
quieren apagar el fuego  /  they want to extinguish the fire
de la marcha, y así luego  /  of the pace, and so then
mantener fragancia pura,  /  maintain pure fragrance,
mas es tal tu desventura,  /  but your misfortune is such,
tal fuerza del enclavado  /  such strength of the interlocked
metal, que te ha fallado  /  metal, that has failed you
tuya la verde dulzura  /  yours the green sweetness
bajo la realidad dura  /  under the harsh reality
de los rieles plateados.  /  of the silvery rails.


Pic from https://www.thoughtco.com

Ventoso Blues A La Pradera (with The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Planet9

I REMEMBER YOU
============================

This summer I did a small renovation in my apartment.

When you usually do these things, photos and memories appear that you did not expect to find.

I found a photo of a girl who was my girlfriend for a short time and she brought back memories of other times. I remember her perfectly...her name, where she lived in Catalonia, the sensation she felt of that freshness of youth. Who hasn't felt that?

And best of all... my wife didn't see the photo!!!

I thought of the sax as an instrument to create the melody. I haven't written many songs with this instrument, but the idea came instantly with that sound.

I composed it in a few days in October of last year and I'm publishing it now. My friend Clive (Winkandwoo) told me not to keep it for too long a few days ago.... and I listened to him.


14 tracks from Music Studio 2 with original instruments and from the Xewton forum.

4 Tracks with Sunrizer synthesizer

8 Tracks with Korg Im synthesizer.

DAW. MS2
Hardware. ipad

Mix. My car. 🚘

Thanks for your comments.

Paco.

I Remember You

No reposts or follows here
And I don't check messages here

You only get a like from this page if you are on a playlist

I have many nice things to say about your music, but SoundCloud keeps deleting my comments unless they are very short :-(

I still 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

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

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