Sexagenarian Volume I

Alternative and Indie tracks from Reddit /r/SoundCloud members

Reddit Alt'N'Indie

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Shock the Algorithm

long drive

2024 faves

Written and Sang by Travis Houghton.  Me- Guitar.  Drums- Greg Bartlett. Bass- Alex Kercheval

Unknown album (6/24/2021 8:52:24 PM)

In My Lifetime

New mix inspired by my Forager Record dig. Dedicated to my friends who show me cool songs, some of my fav local record shops, and LA people without central heating who don’t remember there ever being streak of cold nights this seemingly endless (and shoutout to everyone outside of LA who thinks we are wimps).

Also, this mix includes a Tim Hardin dub I made year one of the pandemic. Been sitting on it for a while now. Enjoy!

Scotch Mist - Pamela
Robie Robichaud - Should Have Seen It
Linda Cohen - Growing Back
The Chosen Few - Sea of Tranquility
Shuggie Otis - Jennie Lee
Robert Dunn - Blue Blue Eyes
Itadi - Dodzi
Grant Green - We've Only Just Begun
Andrew Hill - Poinsettia
Heaven & Earth - Jenny
ดิอิมพอสสิเบิ้ล - ???
Wool - If They Left Us Alone Now
New Hope - Let Us Be One
Adriana - Contigo
Astra Nova Orchestra - Soul Sleeper
The Supremes - It's Time To Break Down
Maya Ghosh - Ru Ru Ru
Andre Previn - Executive Party
Tim Hardin - Misty Roses ( Daniel T Dub)
Fleetwood Mac - Keep On Going
Mace Tailor Band - Here's Races

Recorded Jan 23, 2022 at Bean.la HQ.
www.bean.la

Some Psychy, Folky, Soulful Songs And A Jazz Tune

Music written by Eric Pennington
Produced and performed by Nate Jessee and Rob Wilton

Lyrics
Put your thoughts in a box and throw away the key.
Let's pretend that you can be free, is it all the same?
To do those things that you like and you don't have to lie
You can come back now and you let your own life force grow
And let yourself be free

You never told me how it was supposed to be 
in the end, you walk away and now we need
to let ourselves be free.

Close your eyes and you will see how it feels to be free
Away from all the thoughts, the ones that you feel, they take over you
Washed away from yourself, like there's nobody else
and you can be free and let your own life force grow
And let yourself be free

Do you wonder how it feels to die?
Well I saw it happen to you, but you never lived to tell me if it hurt, and
I could never do anything but stand back and watch you throw it away
and let yourself be free

How To Erase A Memory

Grass Is Greener

Solitary Shell Acoustic Ver.

Central (feat. Jae)

Central

The Screaming Seamen

THE BOY - MORE MONEY

From MORE MONEY EP

Listen on Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-ja/album/6V1G8d4Czrp4uRI0nHOwuB?si=eulsso0DQX66ROFQcuyTNg

Everything by THE BOY

*FREE DOWNLOAD on SC!
I HOPE YOU ENJOY & SPREAD THE WORD!*

MORE MONEY

'nowt new'

note: nowt = nothing

Harmful: lyrics, vocals
Scotty: guitar

We got medicine for absolutely everything 
Except for the human condition 
Even very very clever men from way way way way way back when could only ever treat the symptoms 
This is an old wound
It ain’t nowt new

And to paraphrase some bloke or the other
If it ain’t one thing it’s your mother
Smothering lovingly 
Fucking up recovery
Could it be
Reopening an old wound
It ain’t nowt new

And yet when you think about we’re probably 
The luckiest people that’s ever walked the earth
Well at least them of us that’s sat waffling into iPads, I mean 200 years ago I probably wouldn’t have made it to my age. And I certainly wouldn’t had, you know had the time to think about things that make me a bit sad 
I should get over meself really 
Oh well

Even very very clever men from way way way way way back then 
Could only ever treat the symptoms
This is an old wound
It ain’t nowt new

Shane Dodwell's Album

nowt new (with Harmful if Followed)

I saw this headline in The Guardian and thought 'song title'. It gives us humans something else bizarre to wrestle with. 

AI FAKE NUDES ARE BOOMING THIS YEAR

She comes up from harborside.   
Anchor orange and rusty grind
Flanks of friends - jaded eyes
Curve and laugh make me decide

She spins a deft Utopia              
Now I’m starving Ethiopia.        

But AI fake nudes are booming this year.    
Look em in the eye there’s a smiling stare
AI fake nudes are booming this year
Say what you like and they won’t care

Summer winds they soon abate
While the hooks are steel and barbed
Now the quips ingratiate
And the bedroom falls apart

She spins a deft Utopia              
Now I’m starving Ethiopia.        

But AI fake nudes are booming this year. . . 

Wallowing into internet
Chained by fingers’ rings
How something grew from nothing
And finished less than that
She spins a deft Utopia . . .             
AI fake nudes are booming this year. . .

AI Fake Nudes are Booming this Year

Music : Fin Valentin & PJ Project
Lyrics : Fin Valentin

Bass & lead vocal: Fin Valentin
Drums: Max Christensen
Keybord : Kim d Blanc ( PdB Orchestra )
Guitar & 2 vocal: PJ Project

En flad ti'er

Billeder W/ Hit Med Pengene

Home for Now

23 6 3

Deep dive into the void for an oboe quartet....
[Headphones recommended]

Thanks to Kate Bloomfield for her 'Abstract Explosion' painting on Deviant Art via Pinterest.

Oblivion

"If you can go home.. you are wealthy beyond your dreams".

Your Home Now (Cookie Mix)

KICKOFF TO 2024 // let's start the year positively
RALF WADEPHUL // Keyboards, Synthesizer, Mix and Production
PETER PASCH // Drums // Mastering // @docfritz
ROCK FLEXIBLE // Guitar // @rock-flexible
Composed, Arranged & Performed by:
© 2024 | OESJ | ORCHESTRA OF ELECTRIC SPACEJAZZ

KICKOFF TO 2024

MIX - Jack Holston
Mastering - Logic Pro

LYRIC

As it was foretold
As I get more old
Than anyone’s ever been
My childhood world’s the perfect place
To get lost within

This one’s too crowded
And everything’s shouted
An unsupervised playground
You know how kids act
With no grownups  around

If you need someone to help
Please ask me last
Better learn to help yourself
My time has passed

Too many choices
All the raised voices
Trying to catch an ear
A toddler banging on pots and pans
Genius of the year

Let me just regress
I’d rather see less
Than more of what we’ve become
Despite how loud
Still dumber than dumb

If the end is on its way
Please make it fast
I’m not made for the world today
My time has passed
It’s up and gone
So get off my lawn
My time has passed

For good or ill
I’m over the hill
My time has passed

My Time Has Passed

WriteMyMind

MARCH 25 - Mixed by Jack Holston, who also contributed some guitar. 

LYRIC* (Check below for a bit of background on this lyric)

You’re headed home
From where who knows
You check the mail
And get clean clothes
Then off again
Don’t leave a note
Who’d come by to read it
And smile at what you wrote?

You’ve seas to sail
And paths to trek
Take out your phone for one last check
Then power down
And stow it well

Do the best that you can do
No one should ask more of you
Than you yourself 
Do the best that you can do
No one should ask more of you
Than you yourself
You yourself alone in a wide world
Narrowing in scope
You are your own best hope

The money men
Femme fatale
Annoying brats
Unworthy pals
The off leash cur
And feral stray
One or another
Comes across your path each day

One day a god
Met with a god
Who knew a god
Who knew a god
A joke was made
All hell broke loose

Do the best that you can do
No one should ask more of you
Than you yourself
Do the best that you can do
No one should ask more of you
Than you yourself

So let’s hear your excuses
Loser that wins
Beggar that chooses
Let’s hear your excuses

One day a god met with a god….

*NOTE
I wrote this song in either late 2017 or late 2018. When writing it, I had no idea where the story aspects came from. In June 2018, the news came that Anthony Bourdain had committed suicide. I had only discovered his programs a couple years before his death, and had become a huge fan. I asked myself - was I somehow thinking of Bourdain when I wrote the lyric? Not that there's any aspect that would speak to his eventual death. But something about his constant travel, the openness to other cultures, the concern for humanity. And both his love of lie and a certain world weariness. Anyway. I have no concrete answer. But I myself have a haunted feeling ever since when it comes to this song. One reason why it's taken so long for em to record it....

Sexagenarian I

You Yourself

Song written during the 2016 election cycle (!!!) and first recorded/released in demo version 2020.
This is the 2024 update
MIX: Jack Holston

LYRIC
Too much talk
Chitter chat
Idle thoughts
Falling flat
New remote 
Loud TV
Is there no one here to help me?

So they shout
And they screech
And they scold
And they preach
To a choir
That sings along
Everybody is free
To choose any old key

Where’s the mute on this thing?
What joy some silence would bring
Out words tumble
While I fumble
Where’s the mute on this thing

That’s not art
Just a stunt
And it’s dull
To be blunt
While they jeer at the past
Because they cannot compete
And they’ll never admit defeat

Where’s the mute on this thing?
The volume isn’t working
There might be some news
That I could maybe use
But
Where’s the mute on this thing

I think I’ve pushed every key
Is there no one to help me?

There you are, looking smug
As you go over and pull the plug

Where's The Mute

Written and Recorded by Nate Jessee at Trash Island Studios

Lyrics:
You'll sell your soul for things you cannot see
Each day it makes you sweat and it make you bleed
You never question if you're free
The game has built its walls around you and me

The game pushes you far away from where you want to be
The rules fall on you to understand the game

Your mind's stuck on repeat
Your destiny will always be the same
Because you can't see past the fact 
that you're playing the game

Braindead from the news like you got something to lose
Hold tight to your precious routine of life
Before they take it away from you, it's a game we'll all lose
We just can't quit, so what's your point of view
When the game swallows you.

The Game

mix/master: Woods Studio

LYRIC
Brought together
in bad weather
Our homes a world away
Hours flew by
We both knew why 
We had no right to stay

You waved as I departed
Let’s finish what we started
Finish what we started

I kept the memory
Deep within me
While life took me elsewhere
It started burning
The thought of returning
To when I saw you there

It’s a course I’d never charted
But let’s finish what we started
Finish what we started tonight

Strolling through the passers by
Keep an eye out  for an eye
One that sees the things you see
I saw you
Did you see me?

If this finds you
And reminds you
Of the promise we let die
Just tell me where
And I’ll be there
We have the right to try

And not live broken hearted
Let’s finish what we started
Finish what we started

It won’t be too late
But we can’t wait
And longer than we have
If yours felt what my heart did
Let’s finish what we started

Finish What We Started

2024 remix by Jack Holston

LYRIC
There’s no longer doubt
Time is running out
And it looks it’s in a hurry
Where it’s got to go
I don’t need to know
I’m not even going to worry
Let some future me
Stick around to see
Exactly what was all the fuss
With the mess that is us
yessiree
I’ll just leave it be
For some future me

Don’t ask me to think
I’ve got me a drink
And a hammock hung in the shade
I am now clocked out
My whole day’s blocked out
And I face my present unafraid
Tell some future me
How things ought to be
If I’m still around to hear
I’ll lend you all an ear
Honey bee
No charge, it’s all free
Thank some future me

At one time I’d gladly join you
For the common good
Now I’d only disappoint you
But ask a future me, maybe he would
If he could

Lucky future me
Just might live to see
An end at last to all the fuss
With the mess that is us
Glory be
We have to wait and see
I’m sure he’ll agree
That lucky future me

Future Me

I miss ya'll every day my friends
You're only pictures on my wall
And the summers are just not the same
Only waiting for the fall

I thank you all for being here
If only for a while
And even on my darkest day
I won't forget to smile

Take me home 
Where the one's I loved are there and I'm no longer alone
Take me high
To a place where I belong in the sky

Take Me Home

REVISED FROM 2020
mix/master by Mariosyjp

LYRIC
Like the frown face
On a painted clown face
We had to fake it for a while
Give them what they ask for
be glad that they don’t ask more
But that ends the show now
And we’ve got the know how
To go on our way with a smile
Yeah we can have the last laugh
Let's enjoy the last laugh

It’s our time, our turn
We will live and they get to learn
We can do as we please
The last laugh has us slapping both our knees

Yeah we took the joking
Not so gentle poking
At the core of who we are
What they found amusing
Wasn’t of our choosing
Ok so that happened
We will not go back then
But the memory won’t be far
We can recall all that
As we have the last laugh

It’s our joy, our bliss
To end up happy as this
Settle back, take a seat
The last laugh might just knock them off their feet

Leaving all that behind us
Where the past - can’t find us
No need to remind us
We get the last laugh

If we shed a few tears
It’s not like in the past years
We’re joyful as we wipe them off
It’s just so good that we have
Finally got the last laugh

It’s our joy, we’re at ease
To live our lives how we please
Lift your eyes, stand up tall
We’re testing our own power
Getting stronger by the hour
And the last laugh will be ours after all
The last laugh

The Last Laugh

Lyrics-

I'm ready to crawl again. I keep on falling on my head.
And in this sea I'll drown if I can't keep myself from falling down.
When I'm ready to stand again I will never have to pretend
I'm falling down, I'm falling down

When I'm ready to call  your name and get myself back up again
From falling down, from falling down, falling down again

Now I'm ready to walk a mile, slip and fall but I still smile
While falling down Falling down

Now I'm ready to rearrange and won't look back to make the change from falling down, falling down again

Falling Down

angel

in the sun (demo)

This song is the antithesis of my previous track, Higher. It's heavily influenced by 90s grunge, and aims to portray the lowest point in someones life, with a hint of hope.

Lyrics:

Feel the weight of the world
It's all slipping away
Lost in noise, can't be heard
Another dark and empty day
Lower, they might hear
Thoughts pounding in your head
Some things should stay hidden
Some words should not be said

Lower my expectations
Lower my guard
Trying to find salvation
But it's just so hard

Lower than I ever was, Lower than I ever was,
Lower than I ever was
Lower than I ever was, Lower than I ever was,
Lower than I ever was

Seeking light in the grey
Shadows dancing on my mind
All I've known fades away
Leaves me broken behind
They said I should get high
Changing me to something else
But I think I like this way
When I'm low I'm just myself

Lower my expectations
Lower my guard
Chasing a faint reflection
Of a life that's scarred

Lower than I ever was, Lower than I ever was
Drowning in the echoes of my loss
(Lower than I ever was)
Lower than I ever was, Lower than I ever was
No one can see the lines I've crossed
(Lower than I ever was)

Lower than I ever was, Lower than I ever was
(Drowning in the echoes of my loss)
Lower than I ever was
(No one can see the lines I've crossed)
Lower than I ever was, Lower than I ever was
(Drowning in the echoes of my loss)
Lower than I ever was
(No one can see the lines I've crossed)

Feel the weight of the world
It's all slipping away
Lost in noise, can't be heard
Another dark and empty day

Lower

Letting Go - Houston Rydell

sing along w/ these lyrics

She was the kinda girl who would call you up
Leave you hanging, I've had enough
But when I think I hate it
Yeah but I still taste it

She was the kinda girl who would kiss your friends
Say it never happened, let's try again
When I think I hate it
Yeah but I still taste it

And I'll taste it...again
And again, and again, and again

She was stoned when I got home
Said she used to smoke with Post Malone
He's such a nice guy
And you'd get along

She'd snap a pic, send to her ex
Said "I hate this town but I like the sex"
And you're such a nice guy
And I can't just leave you behind

But when you did
It was all ok
'Cause you never said it was more than that
And I can't complain

Yeah I can't complain
Yeah I can't complain
I still like the taste
Of disappointment

I got you up against your hand-me-down sedan
And it's 4AM and I can't let go of you
When I have you
When you're in the mood to love me

I said "I'm not quite in the state to fuck"
But I guess it didn't really mean that much
We did it anyways
Cause I always always fucking cave

I can't complain, yeah I can't complain
I can't complain, yeah I can't complain
Yeah I can't complain
Signed up for it anyway
I can't complain, yeah I can't complain

But I saw you in my sweater the other day

Can't Complain!

What the Fluff?

hitting the middle of summer - need a spiritual path to follow for a while - these sounds help

check here for more:
https://soundcloud.com/the-dream-chimney/mix-of-the-week-332-sorcerer-summer-jazz-golf-hats-and-windbreakers

Purcell Variations For Five - Variation 4 - Harp - Johnny Scott Quintet
Galibi - Ronald Snijders
Shawn-Neeq - Calvin Keys
Prelude A Go Round - Cortex
New Found Truths - Catalyst
You Wouldn't, You Couldn't Be True - Phil Upchurch
Misdemeanor - Ahmad Jamal
Invitation - Cal Tjader
Soft Spirit - Henry Franklin
The Blessing Song - Michael White
Maybe Tomorrow - Grant Green
Breeze - Jiro Inagaki & Soul Media
Coral Keys - Walter Bishop Jr.
Changing World - George Benson
Sweet Earth Flying Pt. 1 - Marion Brown

Sorcerer Summer Jazz Mixx

This mix was made on April 8th, 2020 in isolation during the COVID-19 outbreak. I had been missing the experience of record shopping, so I decided to look through records I already had on my shelves, and find some good soul songs I had either ignored or glossed over. Hope you enjoy!

Stay-At-Home Soul

A mix of escapist music from the 50s up through the 80s.

Exotica, Space Age, & Soundtrack

45 Minutes of Soul 45s

NOTICE: I DO NOT PAY FOR PROMOTION. EVER.

SPOTLIGHT: Sexagenarian Volume VI is now complete after the addition of its twelfth tarck, "where once...". Check out the other five (5!) volumes of Sexagenarian as well. 

BIO: I started writing songs in high school (1969-1973!) and I've pretty much never stopped. These are mostly solo recording projects (my brother, Fog City Fogey, contributes sometimes).  I don't do much self-promotion, not a fan of Repost Exchange etc, so all of you who find this page and like a song or two - you are truly appreciated!

My Time Has Passed

CW Mullins