Gary Reeves Drums and Percussion
Barbara Browning Cello and Vocals

SEEMS I’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE
FEELS LIKE IT FELT BEFORE
SEEMS I’VE SEEN YOU BEFORE
OR
WAS IT IN BALTIMORE

HEY I’VE HEARD THAT SONG BEFORE
A MILLION TIMES AND MAYBE MORE    
THE WAY I LOOKED THE CLOTHES I WORE
OR
JUST A TOUCH OF CHRISTIAN DIOR


SEEMS I’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE
FEELS LIKE I’VE SEEN YOU BEFORE
WAS I THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE
OR
ONLY THE GIRL NEXT DOOR

SO RENDEZ-VOUS BEFORE
LE DÉJÀ-VU LE NEVERMORE
IN A DREAM IN BALTIMORE 
OR
IN GERMANY BEFORE THE WAR 


SEEMS I’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE

BEFORE (Lyrics) + Barbara Browning & Gary Reeves

lets be friends

I wrote this forty years ago as part of the "Scenes of St. Francis" small-town song anthology and thought it might be fun to post as fall is winding down but before the Christmas season gets into full swing.  St. Francis, Kansas is a little prairie town nestled in a shallow river valley and has an abundance of trees, mostly cottonwoods, but a few hardwoods that stand out especially in the fall. And with the trees was an abundance of squirrels always playing chase or hide and seek when they weren't getting into mischief.  They needed a song, and with my daughters being so young, I wanted to make it in the form of a children's song that they could sing along to.  As adult women, they still like to sing along when they hear it which is a good thing since my own singing voice has largely depleted with age.  But it is a nice reminder that once upon a time I could sing:) Rescued and remixed from an old but faithful cassette tape.

Squirrel Song lyrics:
Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
Haven't got a care in the world.
Playing hide and seek 'round an old tree trunk,
I'm talking 'bout my friend the squirrel.

Gathering nuts is a way of life,
But even they know when to play,
And though winter's coming before too long,
They still live life day by day.
Chorus:
Just let their antics entertain you,
From a high-wire act to a tree-top stunt or two,
There's not a dull moment when you see them around,
There's fun wherever they're found.

Instrumental hums then repeat chorus

Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
They have something we need to learn;
That a happy life is made of work and play
When each one gets a turn.

Squirrel Song (from Scenes of St. Francis)

Cherryville

Redemptive Deconnection - Λυτρωτική Αποσύνδεση

Lyrics and voices by @xian3. Music, mixing and mastering by @Stranger Something. Really a pleasure to work with xian.... many thanks!!  also a special thanks to Alejandro Venegas for providing the excelent drums.

Vuelo Lejano

Oh,
Wait
Is it already that late ?
And we still hesitate
Let us concentrate…
Let ’s collaborate…
Yeah…
Seriously…
This is supposed to be
Just another love song
But
We cannot sort out heart from mind,
And that won’t be different this time

And with .4 k per second
Just spinning around ourselves

No giggling please…
Fasten your deep senses
This is a far flight
And it’s only one-way…

Let us concentrate - ah -
Here today
There is no escape…

No giggling please…
Let’s collaborate…
This is supposed to be
Just another love song
We won’t sort out heart from mind
And that won’t be different this time

And with 3,2 k per second,
Ahaa, ahaa…
Circling around the sun
Ohh,
No giggling please…
Fasten your deep senses
This is a far flight
And it’s only one-way…
It’s only one way…
One way-y-y-y-y-y-y-y…yeah…

- solo -

So many lovesongs have been sung
So why now again a further one ?
Because it must not be left undone
Cannot leave it undone
Cannot leave it undone…

Ohh,
There are turbulences

No joking please
There is trouble ahead
Hitting the unprepared -
Ohh, this is a hard way…

While we float
With some 30 k
Around the milky way
And other hundreds of k’s
Trundling other ways
Within a thousand days
That is quite a stray
Even if you don’t move a single hoof…

No giggling please
This is supposed to be another love song
No joking please
This is a far flight
No giggling please
This is a heart’s way
And it’s only…
It is only one way,
It is only one way…

Vuelo Lejano (wt xian3)

Cast of Characters:
E Ruizzo-- @ruizzoidman21centurions --Manuel-- composition, lyrics, Squier Stratocaster electric guitar, vocals, mix, and production
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- piano, accordion, and horn
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Jose Ramirez nylon stringed flamenco style guitar, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – four string Fender Precision Bass bass


This song began all the way back when Manuel was 16 and found love that summer with a girl named Carmen. He remembered her, though, and wrote this song about her all these years later. The title of the song means "Your name has the song," and the lyrics spell out the girl's charms using the letters of her name. Check out the lyrics and the translation below. 
  Using that inspiration, Manuel came up with the song structure and the vocal melodies to a rudimentary drum track with his electric guitar. He then asked Josh if the group would be interested in taking it on. Josh, never being one to refuse a challenging piece of music, and always on the lookout for interesting musicians with whom to collaborate, accepted his kind offer and created a project for the rest of the Eclectic Collecitve to join. He started the whole thing off by adding his bass, to which Ken added his innovative drums, to which Josh redid his bass, as is the typical process in the EC.
  Next up was JJ, who you'd think he'd grown up with Spanish music the way he added the horns, accordion, and piano. Then Stephen stepped in and added his psychedelic and intricate acoustic guitar to the stew. 
  It was all done, except for the mix at this point. Manuel did the honors, and did it very expertly. Stephen mastered it to give it more volume and dynamism, too, as he always does. 
  This was the first, but we hope not the last, time the EC has collaborated with Manuel, although we're all fans of the incredible music on his page. He was a true delight to work with, giving honest, encouraging feedback and helping us shape his song to meet his vision. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.


Otiginal lyrics by E Ruizzo:


TU NOMBRE TIENE LA CANCIÓN  /  YOUR NAME HAS THE SONG


Qué es una lágrima en el desierto?  /  What is a tear in the desert?
Cae sin ruido, se evapora y se olvida.  /  It falls without noise, evaporates and is forgotten.
No tiene tiempo de brillar, su vida  /  It has no time to shine, its life
es corta y su camino tan incierto…  /  is short and its path so uncertain...


Ce del calor del desierto y su sol,  /  ‘C’ for the heat of the desert and its sun,
a del adiós por el que lloré tanto;  /  ‘a’ for the farewell for which I cried so much;
erre del río que forma mi llanto;  /  ‘r’ for the river formed by my crying;
eme de miedo, de magia y de amor.  /  ‘m’ for fear, for magic and for love.


E de esperanza, de espacio rosado,  /  ‘E’ for hope, for pink space,
de espina clavada, de suelta emoción;  /  for stuck thorn, for loose emotion;
ene de noche de un tiempo pasado.  /  ‘n’ for night of a past time.


Carmen, tu nombre tiene la canción  /  Carmen, your name has the song
de todo aquello que has significado:  /  of all that you have meant:
Carmen de luz, de sonrisa y de adiós.  /  Carmen of light, of smile and of goodbye.

Tu Nombre Tiene La Cancion (E. Ruizzo With The Eclectic Collective)

Watching Simpsons on Twitch reminds me of the Foxtel/FOX8 days.

Watchin' Simpsons

Verse 1]
Every word I try to say just hits the floor,
Like broken glass they don’t hear me anymore.
Their faces twist, like I’m some kind of freak,
Guess my voice ain’t the sound they seek.

[Pre-Chorus]
I open up but the static screams,
They roll their eyes, I fade between—
All the cracks in their perfect speech,
Where my truth can’t ever reach.

[Chorus]
I talk in a different tongue,
And no one wants to hear it sung.
They stare like I’m out of line,
Like my thoughts ain’t worth their time.
I choke on every word I spit,
They laugh and I swallow it.
I talk in a different tongue,
Guess I’m better left undone.

[Verse 2]
Every room feels colder when I’m near,
Like I’m the silence they all fear.
They don’t get what’s inside my head,
So I let my voice stay dead.

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m tired of trying to translate pain,
They’ll never feel it all the same.
Their mouths move fast, I bite my tongue,
Just another song unsung.

[Chorus]
I talk in a different tongue,
And no one wants to hear it sung.
They stare like I’m out of line,
Like my thoughts ain’t worth their time.
I choke on every word I spit,
They laugh and I swallow it.
I talk in a different tongue,
Guess I’m better left undone.

[Bridge]
I’m not broken, I’m just wired wrong,
Built for noise, not their polite song.
I scream in colors they can’t see,
So they paint their world without me.

[Outro]
Every word still burns my throat,
Every truth I never wrote.
If I could speak and not be stung,
Maybe they’d hear my different tongue.

Different tongue

Cover (Hayedeh - Masti/Gham) هایده - مستی/غم - 

Cover (Hayedeh - Masti/Gham) هایده - مستی/غم

That One

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.

Squirrel Song (from Scenes of St. Francis)

David Dunham