Summer 2024

Welcome to our 2024 summer song series exploring human development from cave dwelling, to the shadow of nuclear destruction, to a hopeful vision of shared peace and prosperity. If we work together, we can solve most things if we talk. 
Our international band in this series:
With Soundcloud's most beautiful voice: Oddrun Eikli - @oddrun-eikli
Acoustic guitars: David Dunham - @david-dunhamuser589535203
Our outstanding poet & songwriter: Peter - soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Our inspired producer, composer, compilation, and mix master: Seagull - @farout-music-studio

A Shared Horizon, We Solve Most Things If We Talk (Seagull, Oddrun, Peter, David)

16 OLYMPIC MUSICS vs 9 RENEGADE VOICES

NO PLAYLIST WEEK OF 7/29/2024 - ROAD TRIP

Monday Playlist week of 7/22/2024

A      133

Daily Drops

Related tracks: UNTAPPED feat. IPG1

joerxworx

Once I wrote a description here !!!

Ok let's say I started adding layers to the great music https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1 sent to me.

Letra (translated lyrics below)

Se arrastró bajo los muros,
llorando.
Se filtró por las ranuras,
buscándome.
Y miró entre las fisuras,
deseando:
mucho claro, nada oscuro,
llamándome…
 
Mas el centinela mágico
de quijadas relucientes,
descarnado por los dientes
de mil y un gusanos cárnicos,
por la acción más degenérica
de venenos de odio y muerte,
este ser, cerebro inerte,
la detuvo, niña histérica…
 
Pero huyó,
vio sentada su promesa de llamarme.
Y escapó,
Vio prendido su deseo de amarme.
Sensación
de saber que era la presa, fuego y carne,
y en la intensa luz de vida vino a hallarme;
y me encontró.
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She crawled under the walls,
crying.
She filtered through the grooves,
searching for me.
And she looked inside the fissures,
wishing:
much clarity, no darkness,
calling me…

But the magic sentry
of shining jawbones,
eaten to the bone by the teeth
of thousand and one meat worms,
For the most degenerated action
of poisons of hatred and death,
this being, inert brain,
detained her, hysterical girl …

But she fled,
found assured her promise of calling me.
And she escaped,
found on fire her willing to love me.
Sensation
of knowing that she was the prey, fire and flesh,
and in the intense light of life she came to find me;
and she did.

Ella huyó - She fled (with ProgRockDan1)

Written and performed by Josh McAlexander

I'm Coming home

I'm Coming Home (Original)

This is an open invitation for a collab, this track is open for downloads. All producers, mixologist, DJ, and Musician are welcome to test their skills and artistry. The file is submitted "as is", add what you want to complete it, or simply sample parts. If you use it, please link back to this page. Message me here with a link to your production and I will repost... Enjoy fam!
To all producers you have my permission and authorization to use it as your own. I have published this as royalty free. You can monetize or do whatever you want with it. All proceeds are yours to keep. Everyone is welcome to participate.
All I ask is vocal credit, my name is: Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)Peace!
Enjoy Fam!!

Lyrics
Off the top ———-is where it’s at
unwrap this —————-gift RAP
hitting the streets—-it’s ——pure crack
Stone cold —-this trap ——TRACK!
Pool of knowledge ——-untapped
going —-in —-hard——we do that 
Better —-tighten up —-them bootstraps 
———SAY-——-“what the hell ——did Lou snap!!!”
swag baby —-The recap 
no snags—nah—we stop that!!!

Break the game down--it's a new map
Flow so rich--- better check that NASDAQ
Eyes on the prize---go the full lap
concrete jungle---stuck in the trap

[Verse]
From the alleys to the skyline---watch us elevate
Living large in the boroughs where we demonstrate
Every word a heavy weight--- every rhyme we detonate
New York state of mind---watch the Empire State

We on a mission---ain't no intermission, snap back
Murals on the walls--- street art on the subway track
Ambition in the air, we the kings--- claim the throne
Spittin' bars like bullets--- in this zone--- we at home

Icons of the asphalt--- legends in the flesh
Droppin' beats so heavy--it’s poundin' in your chest
From the 5 boroughs--anthems——- on full blast
Queens to the Bronx-- Brooklyn —-movin' fast
Elevate the hustle---the spirit never cracks
Struggle in the verses —-resilience on the—— tracks

Untapped Voxes 92 BPM

SilverBella: Music, lyrics and vocals https://www.looperman.com/users/profile/5625165
The Bird Inside: Music

Lyrics:

We got our diamonds in our pockets
We got our chickens in a row
We finally got our shit together enough
To pack up our stuff
Let's go!

We got the city in our rear view
Heading down old country roads
The static turns into a signal
On this transistor radio
Here we go, here we go

Get on your feet
The music will take you there
Tonite, tonite
Je ne care pas ce soir

Get on your feet
The music will take you there
Tonite, tonite

Following this road to nowhere
Til we find our proper home
They can look but they won’t
Find us in our
New found nature zone
Here we go, here we go, let go

Get on your feet
The music will take you there
Tonite, tonite
Je ne care pas ce soir

Get on your feet
The music will take you there
Tonite, tonite

Get On Your Feet - Featuring SilverBella

@vocalatti - vocals, lyrics
@cosmic-ratzzz - composition, backtrack, arrangement, keys
joerxworx - sax, final mix

Because it's you and me / Vocalatti, Cosmic Ratzzz & joerxworx / lunatics 150

My latest creation with piano, drums, bass, synths and vocals. 🎤🎼🎵💕🎹😊Thank you to my lovely Sander for mastering again. @wane-of-summer 😊🎶❤️

Like the clouds need the rain
Like the moon needs the sun
Like the night needs the day
We belong as one

We are inseparable 
Won’t pull us apart
We are inseparable 
You have my heart

Like the sea needs the waves
Like the tides need the moon
Like the stars need the sky
We belong as one 

Chorus 

Oh don’t let go
I won’t let go

Inseparable

Vidéo YouTube :   https://youtu.be/Xq99Dfdztyw

La Fableuse 

Texte : Say M
Chant : Karine
Musique : Alain Illos

Qui es-tu ?
Toi que je ne connais pas 
Qui refuse les maux de tête 
Qui s'amuse des mots de soi 

Je suis la Fableuse
J'aurais pu dire la Fabuleuse 
Mais je ne bois pas

J'ai donc ignoré le «u»
Qui ira où il voudra
Je n'ordonne pas les lettres 
Mais je ne les laisse pas 
S'installer comme on sème 
Les mots ne repoussent pas 
Déjà qu'ils changent à peine 
Oui mais, voilà... 

Regardez, au moins ceux qui s'aiment 
Les mots, ils ne les cherchent pas
Ils fabulent parfois, peut-être
Mais de chaque instant, ils croient 
On les croisera le nez en l'air 
Respirant celui des sous-bois 
Ils rentreront saouls à tue-tête 
D'un amour qui, in fine, finira

Qui es-tu ?
Toi que je ne connais pas 
Qui refuse les maux de tête 
Qui s'amuse des mots de soi 

Je suis la Fableuse
J'aurais pu dire la Fabuleuse 
Mais je ne bois pas 

Car le «u» parfois s'entête 
dans rupture, se place deux fois 
Je n'ordonne pas les lettres 
Mais je ne les laisse pas 
S'installer comme on sème 
Les mots ne repoussent pas 
J'écris des maux
Des morceaux d'êtres 
J'écris des mots 
Qui parlent d'émois
 La Fableuse, c'est moi

La Fableuse avec Karine

Mediterranean Connection (For three guitars)

If I can stop one heart
from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one Life the Aching
Or cool one in pain

Or help one fainting Robin 
Unto his Nest again
I shall not live in Vain.

— EMILY DICKINSON 
“Further Poems of Emily Dickinson" published by Little, Brown and Company of Boston, 1929.

65 bpm
DAW Apple Logic Pro X
MIDI Akai Pro MPK 
E-instruments:
Studio Grand
Steinway Grand Piano 
Boesendorfer Grand Piano
SoCal Ballad Piano
Clarinet Solo+
Harp
Upright Ballad Bass
Rolling Chords Synth
Electronic Drum Kit - Platinum Dreams 
Latin Kit
Hip Hop Kit
Studio Brush Kit

Audio of bird chirps recorded live Jun. 15, 2024.

Photo of children splashing water via public domain, Wikimedia Commons 
https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Happy_children_splashing_water.jpg

Happy Endings

Watch the video on Youtube:
https://youtu.be/fS2Lip2tG24

The Hero´s Journey

TRY feat. Patricia Edwards / Paploviante Music
Vocals and Lyrics :
Patricia Edwards
https://soundcloud.com/patriciaedwards
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/16701/t-r-y-by-patriciaedwards-80bpm-reggae-acapella
Paploviante:
E Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Picture, Mix and Mastering

TRY feat. Patricia Edwards

The song-part recorded in 1999, the instrumental added in 2017. 

English / Italian lyrics

like thoughts
containing heat
as if forming
thunderstorms of words
and then you stop to look for
something important to say
something special
unlikely treasures to safeguard

Do you see these images 
of fleeting clouds?
Do you see these evenings 
that spend lonely?
When for a moment you regain
your usual good mood
I climb into your hair
I rest on your multicoloured gaze  

like thoughts
containing heat
as if forming
thunderstorms of words
when for a moment I think back
to your multicoloured gaze
you will already be sleeping
hugged at my words 

----

come pensieri
che contengono calore
come se formassero
temporali di parole
e poi ti fermi a cercare
qualcosa di importante da dire
qualcosa di speciale
tesori improbabili da custodire 

le vedi queste immagini
di nuvole passeggere
le vedi queste sere
che trascorrono da sole
quando per un attimo ritrovi
il tuo solito buonumore
mi arrampico fra i tuoi capelli
mi poso sul tuo sguardo multicolore  

come pensieri
che contengono calore
come se formassero
temporali di parole
quando per un attimo ripenso
al tuo sguardo multicolore
starai già dormendo
abbracciata alle mie parole

------

Lyrics and music by Michele Ansani (1999-2017).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, June 27.

Temporali di parole (Thunderstorms of words) *

We begin our new song series "A Shared Horizon--We Solve Most Things If We Talk". 
Have you ever thought about humanity and its so-called progress and development through all the millennia on our fantastic little globe, floating on its spiral path around our sun, in the infinity around us. 
Our little "international band" did that for a period of time, and our conversations and thoughts gave birth to music and lyrics. And this music and lyrics became a little story, in 5 parts, which we want to share with you all by publishing a part of the story every week. 
So we wish you all a pleasant experience and listening as you journey with us these next few weeks:)  First song of the series: "Ancient Man, Calm Stream"
Many thousands of years ago, our ancestors lived here on our little globe. Did they have any idea of the future..... and if so what was "future" for them? "Tomorrow, next week, or next year?" Did they even have a word for future? Or was life exclusively about developing and expanding the group and getting food for the day? Or did they, too, have other goals and meaning with their lives?

Lyrics and vocals: Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix and Production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
Spoken word/lyric:
I have no words, just thoughts, like these
Of primal cravings, fears and needs.
My leathered skin, yet young, seems older
Browned and cracked I shiver colder
Depicting beasts muralled large within my cave,
Their fatty flesh my empty gut to crave.

Bursting fires from the frozen mountain thread
And weave and belch and burn and spit of ochres red.
The very poison whence my paintbox palette grows
'Neath the toxic gases twixt congealing lava flows.
In these extremes we live, but few, the young into
the perma-sleep will often fall
And not so old, our eldest ageing too, follow close
upon the darkest terror's call.

Meat and heat is all I need,
Stone and bone, all I own.
Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
Cleanse it in the calming stream.

Strip the skin, spit the pips,
Moisturize the burning lips.
Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
Cleanse it in the calming stream.

We who thought, conversed, composed and collaborated around this musical journey are;
Soundcloud's most beautiful voice: Oddrun Eikli - @oddrun-eikli
Our fine acoustic guitarist: David Dunham - @david-dunhamuser589535203
Our outstanding poet & songwriter: Peter - soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Producer, composer, compilation, our gifted and visionary mix-master: Seagull - @farout-music-studio

Ancient Man, Calm Stream (Seagull; synths, Peter; spoken word and vocals)

Y-Aloalo

The second song in our summer series; "A Shared Horizon..." takes us from the bare existence of cave dwelling and primitive art; to tribal society, city/state, and advancing civilization. But it has its pitfalls. Just as basic moral values are amplified for the good of society, there lurks in the shadows a growing evil of greed and lust for power, often by the very leaders placed in power.  It would become for mankind "the best of times and the worst of times".
A huge thank you again to Seagull and Peter for their vision, creativity, and production expertise in making this series possible:) 
Oddrun;
Lead us on
To a golden dawn
A warming place
Of hope’s embrace
David;
And lo! Established as it was, the platform of our species from caved ashes so to rise
Though needs of leaders quite because of traits depraved that good Gods may despise.
But why in aeons’ sequence led you must as always to the route of social harms?
We placed therein our sacred trust of democratic fruits within your grasping scaly palms.
Each brave insanity’s crooked generation of your leadership has truly failed.
As the slave galley of humanity to the devil’s veneration unto hellish waters duly sailed.
Oddrun;
Save us now
Help us breathe somehow
You sate your greed
While our future bleeds
David;
On every front we count your preachers labouring ‘neath our own travails,
Freedoms, equity, justice, truth, each our moral sense assails,
Education, nurtured health and social care just as with security, were never profit counted there,
All ghosted children’s wealth stolen with impunity whilst you, despotic, thrive on bountied fare.
No plans for the good, the safe and caring, where parental ties ever fearful, are left despairing.
For every future you have raped, baring lies bequeathed upon the tearful bible of your swearing.
Oddrun;
Buried alive
‘Neath your craven lies
Your cataract eyes
The blinding fog of our demise
David;
And now the circle is complete on its infinity of broken planal points,
As to the murk we fall replete, a trinity of cloven hooves profanely to anoint.
And yet, as poverty defines this shrine, wherein within, there’s naught that’s mine,
Not even of old bone and stone, or painted ochre fine
But whilst my furry forebears appreciated well, all that on their back was theirs.
I smell the consequence that all your works regressive lack, for we, the caveman’s heirs.
Music & Narration; Our fine guitarist; David, @david-dunhamuser589535203
Vocals; Soundcloud's most wonderful voice; Oddrun, @oddrun-eikli
Lyrics; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Compilation, Mix and Production; Our gifted Seagull, @farout-music-studio

Developing Man (Seagull; synths, Oddrun; vocals, Peter; lyric/poetry, David; guitars, narration)

GREATEST HITS

I’m blowin’ notes streetside in a horn section   
Blown garbage and coppered boots all gone tangling. 
You’re Bixby’s Bridge above Kerouac’s canyon.  
Way above the ruts in your trending fashion      

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits.    
But I need from you something ordinary (Like)           
Falling vacant down a slip               
What capture’s me is the fragmentary - humanity

You’re all coiff n pressed jeans uber-reaching
Gripping on to a scene and about it beseeching
You’re jetting over Miller’s Big Sur resident shack
History is nothing but a scratch on your back

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .  
But I need from you something ordinary (Like)           
A eureka moment guilt trip               
What capture’s me is the fragmentary – humanity

What was I just a birthright the right side of the tracks
But egalitarian ideas caught you in a trap
Trying to show a social conscience don’t come naturally
Such a handbrake on life’s beckoning verdant tapestry

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .  
You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .

Greatest Hits

UNTAPPED feat. IPG1
This is an open collaboration from IPG1 / Ian Greaves
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/untapped-voxes-92-bpm
IPG1: Lyrics and Vocals
Lillithe: Music, Arrangement and Production
Lyrics: 
Off the top ———-is where it’s at unwrap this —————-gift RAP hitting the streets—-it’s ——pure crack Stone cold —-this trap ——TRACK! Pool of knowledge ——-untapped going —-in —-hard——we do that  Better —-tighten up —-them bootstraps  ———SAY-——-“what the hell ——did Lou snap!!!” swag baby —-The recap  no snags—nah—we stop that!!!
Break the game down--it's a new map Flow so rich--- better check that NASDAQ Eyes on the prize---go the full lap concrete jungle---stuck in the trap
[Verse] From the alleys to the skyline---watch us elevate Living large in the boroughs where we demonstrate Every word a heavy weight--- every rhyme we detonate New York state of mind---watch the Empire State
We on a mission---ain't no intermission, snap back Murals on the walls--- street art on the subway track Ambition in the air, we the kings--- claim the throne Spittin' bars like bullets--- in this zone--- we at home
Icons of the asphalt--- legends in the flesh Droppin' beats so heavy--it’s poundin' in your chest From the 5 boroughs, anthems——- on full blast Queens to the Bronx-- Brooklyn —-movin' fast Elevate the hustle---the spirit never cracks Struggle in the verses —-resilience in the—— tracks

UNTAPPED feat. IPG1

The third song in our summer series "We Solve Most Things If We Talk" examines the so-called progress of modern man. Are humanity's societies and social structures built over centuries really for everyone? Or only for groups of self-selected members?
Unfortunately, it is clear that large parts of humanity, during the course of our collective journey, again and again, ended up by the side of the road.  And what is the difference between the man in the stone cave and the modern man in his cardboard box or concrete conduit/cave?  We can't help but get the feeling that the man in the stone cave was somehow happier and more satisfied with his situation; it is all he knew.  The homeless (for whatever reason) know better...and hope for better.

Music & Lyric; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Compilation, Mix and Production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
With his high-string guitar; David Dunham, @david-dunhamuser589535203 
Thank you Seagull and Peter for letting me share this painful and poignant vision with you.

Modern Man:

I shuffle to, in my dripping cardboard palace,
Introspect on what the mental mind of evening brings.
The muffled dealer with his clingfilm-wrapped tripping malice
Prospects his kindly rental of the used syringe.

My box of brokenness shadowed by a higher human soul where lumens dare not tread
Detox wrapped in hollow stories still untold that crucify the thoughts within my head.
Needle patterns deathly blue upon my inner arm profess of no tattoo,
But of the crystal meth, whose harm, distressed, for me a living lie holds true.

Woven flaws, tangled webs of sins and hopes, regret a past mis-spent of futures told
Proven cause reflected in the ancients, whose tropes my nights now represent from days of old
Nothing that all of history built can yet detect the progress dial shifted
Nor the deeds nor the strength nor the intellect with which this vile human head was gifted

And within our minor symphonic demise, against which burning cold I close my eyes
All sin and crass politic lies now clear unfold, presenting no surprise that’s evident
I clock the days with callow patience as light defrays and my hopes relent
Futility and contradiction, sallowed latent time displays my childhood benediction rent asunder

Amid the sweet fair calling thunder of the ghosts of every child as yet unborn
There to meet me, falling at the hanging post, tempered mild, await my passing, so to mourn.

Modern Man (Peter; guitar, vocal, Seagull; synths, David; guitar

16 By 9

Tony wanted to find a home for these beautiful lyrics , well I jumped at the chance , and this is the result , we really hope you like it ! Next up is a cover of one of my fav songs , Summer in Dublin by the Irish band Bagatelle . Following that is a remix of a 2 year song called Hey Lucas . Then Fox , Brownie and Daniels are back with a belter , part 2 of Marry Me In Vegas . Loads of stuff to come , so happy that you are listening and liking , thank you !

No Album

It's All Because Of You

It's All Because Of You ( Fox and Harris )

Watch the video on Youtube:
https://youtu.be/tyOoiticxC4

Queen of Darkness -  now on Spotify

This track has been a labor of love, and I'm so excited to finally share it with you all. It's a fun, upbeat tune that I hope will get you moving and grooving. 💃🕺
"Lost In The Melody" is all about getting swept up in the music and letting go. I had a blast creating it and I really hope you enjoy listening to it just as much.
I want to say a huge thank you to everyone who's supported me on this musical journey. Your encouragement means the world to me. 💛
So give it a listen when you have a moment, and let me know what you think! I'd love to hear your thoughts.
Thanks again, and I hope this tune brings a smile to your face and some rhythm to your day! 🌈🎶

Lost In The Melody

“Evolved Kraftwerk influences… really cool sounds and ideas — pumps hard.”
— Third Son / Polymath via Groover
„An absolute standout in the experimental bass landscape“ - Spotify Curator Hybrid Trap.

Love?

https://youtu.be/1LFvVA1Tv-k

summer has come.

in the weekend

ANYWHERE OUT OF THE WORLD

Lyrics by Tony Harris  US	
Vocals, music and mix by Mike Fox  UK	
	
DADDY STOPPED FARMING	
WHEN I WAS SEVEN YEARS OLD	
CAN'T MAKE NO MONEY	
HOEIN' THEM ROWS	
	
STARTED BUILDING HOUSES	
IN A NEAR BY TOWN	
MAMA WAS SO THANKFUL	
FOR THE JOB HE'D FOUND	
	
I WAS BORN IN THE COUNTRY	
NINE MILES FROM TOWN	
DIRT ROADS AND PINE TREES	
SCATTERED ALL AROUND	
	
NO BIG HOUSE OR FANCY CAR	
DOWN ON OUR LUCK	
ALL MY DADDY HAD TO DRIVE	
WAS HIS OLD PICK-UP TRUCK	
	
HAD SOME CARPENTER SKILLS	
WAS GOOD AT DRIVIN' NAILS	
THE NEAR BY TOWN WAS GROWIN'	
NEW HOUSIN' WAS BOOMIN'	
	
I STILL LIVE IN THE COUNTRY	
NINE MILES FROM TOWN	
DIRT ROADS ARE PAVED NOW	
THE PINES ARE STILL AROUND	
	
WOKE UP EVERY MORNIN'	
WITH SONGS FROM HIS HEART	
TO THE SOUND OF DADDY PLAYIN'	
ON HIS OLD WORN HARP	
	
PLAYED THEM LONESOME TRAIN SONGS	
WAS HOW HE STARTED HIS DAY	
MADE YOU WANT TO SING ALONG	
THEN HE WAS ON HIS WAY	
	
I WAS BORN IN THE COUNTRY	
NINE MILES FROM TOWN	
DIRT ROADS ARE PAVED NOW	
THE TREES ARE STILL AROUND	
	
THE DIRT ROADS ARE PAVED NOW	
THE TREES ARE STILL AROUND	
	
1998 © Lyrics by Tony Harris	
more verses added 2018 & 2024

Born In The Country - Collaboration by Tony and Mike Fox

The fourth song of our summer series "We Can Solve Most Things If We Talk" is a hymn to Hope.  It is the enduring attribute of mankind to be able to think beyond the most painful circumstances and imagine a better life and a better world.  Peter is not just a fine writer of melody and lyrics, but a very able and eloquent guitarist and vocalist.  Oddrun graces this song with her angelic voice as if she were Hope itself, and in duet they give the song wings.  Seagull's synths, bass, and mix are ever sure and seamless, a true labor of love.
Music, Lyrics, Guitars & Vocals; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Vocals; Soundcloud's most wonderful voice; Oddrun, @oddrun-eikli
Compilation and mix by visionary producer; Seagull, @farout-music-studio

Will you Raise Your Right Hand?

Peter
Can you number the circle’s rim, each point on a list?
Enumerate the air, simply cupping of your hands
Freedom lantern’s falling dim in honesty’s fading mist
But will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Oddrun
Can you census the clouds, in a ledger of the sky
Set out in a single line each and every grain of sand
When the despot weaves his thieving lies will you stand idly by
Or will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Peter & Oddrun
Can you audit every atom, in a volume for the shelf
Each uniquely named, indexed on demand
Does the mirror only fathom, a shallow of your self
Or will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Oddrun & Peter
Can you detail every shimmered light on a canvas of the stars
A snapshot of the cosmos as at light speed it expands
Will you document but passive shame in the volumes of your pale memoirs
Or will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Oddrun & Peter
Can you hoist the flag of humankind above the crass material world
Crush the armies of greed, their legions to disband
When the shining banner of grace is finally unfurled
Did you raise your right hand, when hope made its stand?

Hopeful Man--Will You Raise Your Right Hand (Peter, Oddrun, and Seagull)

Cast of characters:
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- electric piano, synth, seed idea
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –  vocals, lyrics, mix, and production
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – guitar
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–banjo, guitar, sitar, and final mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, seed idea
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – four-string fretless bass
Composition – The Eclectic Collective
This song started in probably the most effective way our group writes them. Ken had a spectacular drum beat that was unused in a previous project, so JJ composed and recorded with his magical keys a chord structure and arrangement. Once we had a beat and a chord structure, I came along and added my foundational bass. 
  Now that the rhythm section was complete and the chord structure was in place, Stephen added his unique melody line that you hear at the beginning and every other verse on his magic banjo. He also plays all the initial guitar until about the 1:40 mark, when Tez takes over. In addition, Stephen also laid down some really trippy sitar in the break section. Then it was time for Tez to add some spice to the mix with his fiery guitar solos, which you hear from about 1:40 on, eventually building up to a crescendo towards the end. 
  Once we had all the music down, we realized that we had a big gap in the bridge without much going on in it. So, Mark came through and recorded a cool poem he had written on his refrigerator with word magnets more than a decade ago, captured with a picture, and added to for the this song. The poem is loosely based on the idea that our dreams exist in a digital environment/universe. The girl's voice you hear echoing him is his daughter, for whom he originally composed it, in her first appearance with the EC. 
  The song was now finished, except for Mark using his masterful production skills to trim and move a few things. After he made those adjustments on, he threw a mix on it. While we usually defer to Tez or Stephen for the mix, Mark did such a great job, we decided to keep his mix. Stephen did, however master and EQ it to make it a finished product. 
  This is a song written truly as a whole band effort, showcasing what the Eclectic Collective can do. I hope you enjoy listening to is as much as we enjoyed creating it.  

Original lyrics by Mistermark:  

The moon flickers on
and rises and dances
across a celestial stage
as dreamers paint the pixels of their mind 
like an infinite canvas 

Sleep away tiny egg
and leave a delicate thread 
of memory behind 
but never log out 
you are in the elaborate web
always

Dancing Moon (Eclectic Collective)

Smooth

Trance feat. Ryder
Vocals and Lyrics:
Ryderofficial:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22300/trance-travis-scott-type-vocal-160bpm-trap-acapella
Paploviante: E-Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering

Trance feat. Ryder - Paploviante

Catalyst

Summer In An Olympic And Paralympic Year

after school
runaways
was just the two of us
babe

leave our homes
leave our friends
see where the highway
ends

flying
trying

you never come around now

ever gone
here to stay
you live inside of me
Maeve

in my dream’s
shadow play
until tomorrow comes
stay

crying
trying

you never come around now

until tomorrow comes
stay
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thanks to Janine Levinson, Cheesemont Paisely-Paisely, Wheelwright and Wodwo for patient support and great ideas.

image by Alexander Grey via Unsplash

Evergone

We conclude our Summer Series on a hopeful note and a glimpse into the future.  Mankind has finally found that it can accept the differences that divide us, share the bounty between us, and become a vast community governed by faith, hope, and love. How did such a thing come about?  We collectively took a step back from the brink of self-annihilation by realizing "we solve most things if we talk".  
Ironically, this was the most complex song of the five to put together,  We all had an idea of how we wanted it to turn out, and thanks to Seagull and a lot of talking between us behind the scenes, we came to consensus and a final version.  Our little band is proof "we can solve most things if we talk":)  It has been an honor to work with each of you: 
Music composition, 1st guitar (center), bass, synths, mix and production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
Right & Left Guitar; Our wonderful guitarist; David, @david-dunhamuser589535203
Lyrics & Vocals; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Vocals and harmonies; Soundcloud's most wonderful voice; Oddrun, @oddrun-eikli
And the key phrase at the end; The lovely little Finley, 7 years old.

We Solve Most Things If We Talk

Summer rain finds my face, splashing through my smile
Thunder rumbles fall away, storm is phasing through
Peace of mind is on the case, misery is in denial,
Yesterday’s squally day, tomorrow’s skies are azure blue.

Dreams of history’s tension gladly start to ease
Gripping claws of lunacy finally shun the past
Seems things turned out badly for hunger and disease
Slipping towards unity, laying down the guns at last.

Call my neighbour as my friend, our meanings line as one
Colour, gods and politics accepted as they are
Mutualities to defend no conflict clouds our shining sun
Consideration and respect, a communal repertoire

Mother Mary called today
Handed me a flower stalk
Kissed my worries clean away
We solve most things if we talk.

Need as might we understand equality’s a bed of lies
Celebrate uniqueness as a cast of human thread
Day and night, hand in hand, no polity compromise
Learning from our weakness past, focused on the light ahead.

Mother Mary spoke today
Led me on a learning walk
Eased my troubles on the way
We solve most things if we talk.

Mother Mary sang today
Left me with a simple thought
The wisest heads will simply say
We solve most things if we talk.
"We Solve Most Things If We Talk"

Contented Man (Seagull, Oddrun, Peter, David)

Tomorrow…..Santo Amaro ©
Big Beat Beach
Original - Music - Bravei Brasil  
Lyrics, Vocals - Riff Beach
Why, not take it slow….
Hey now, don’t you know?…
You are  -  My Sunny Day…….
As we sail a-long our way -  yeah
Time to swim in The Bay? 
Lot to see, lot to say?………
Touch the floor…..float Above?
It’s hot and wet with Our Love
(Chorus)
Whoa, Whoa……By Tomorrow, 
We’ll be in Sant-o A-mar-o
Whoa, Yeah, Hey, Hey…….
Time to enjoy Life….. To-day (-aw-yeah)
Cuz’ You know ……Days like these……. 
Don’t let ‘em get away - NO, Please !
In the deep, hopping Waves
Hold My Hand, help me fly……..
Grab a cloud 
….from the Sky! Yeah.
(Pause)
Going Here….. There…..
and Everywhere!
(Bridge)
Stop!……Breathe!….. Close your eyes! 
Your hair swirling…… in the wind.
Oh, yeah……(Let’s) take it all in!……. 
Feel the warm, cool
Up-on your skin!

Original Music Composition - Bravei Brasil
Original Vocals, Lyrics - Riff Beach
Production - Bravei Brasil, RiffWerx

Remembering old friends and places with such great images.  This song
was written by Lyle Lovett and Robert Earl Keen Jr,. while they attended
Texas A&M in the late 70's. It was released by Lyle in 1986.  What an American singer and songwriter.  A gem of a song

This Old Porch   (  cover - Lyle Lovett)

I am a finger-style guitarist living on the Texas high plains.  At the core of my music is melody that is inspired and informed by my Christian faith, family, friends, and countless influences through the years from the great composers, to jazz, folk, rock, Latin, Celtic, and the many fine musicians I have come to love on the Cloud, some I have been privileged to collaborate with.  Thanks for stopping by to have a listen. Comments are always welcome. Feel free to click on the picture of any track to learn more about it.