Super song man. Amazing instrumention and live the progression. Plenty of soul found here. Nice job 🫡🔆

everything you do is immense . You are a true gem , this is fantastic and I hope my comment doesn't get deleted because the track has ended before I express my gratitude.  I write as I listen . This is just sublime 👌 😍 👏 🦏🍊

Amazing track David it's got like a chemical brothers vibe proper digging it 🎯❤️💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🕊️✌️

love that swirling synth sound , the beat is nice and mellow . bass is nice and smooth , it's a really nice old stool vibe.  I always mention The Charlatans when you do this style . I really envy how well you can do so many styles and always get it spot on. Just shear excellence,  keep going my friend.  you're smashing it 💪👌👏🦏🍊

I'LL BE SEARCHING FOR AI WITH THE DOGS

Synesthesia is main motif for this song, first because of original lyrics, then as I felt like adding it more flavor with female vocals*, & finally when I recently watched some paintings about this matter**.

*Great vocal performance by https://soundcloud.com/maraoldfield is most notorious matter in this piece, where riffing parts toggle with bass-guided proggy ones.

**Due credits to https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling for ad hoc painting of the song’s artwork.

Letra  /  Lyrics:

QUIERO SABER SI HACE CALOR  /  I WANT TO KNOW IF IT IS HOT

En verano, insoportable,  /  In summer, unbearable,
todo está lleno de ruido.  /  everything is full of noise.
El invierno, silencioso,  /  The winter, silent,
que congela los sonidos.  /  which freezes the sounds.

No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold. 
No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

Los días soleados  /  Sunny days
acompañan al estío  /  go along with the summer
y cuando llega el invierno  /  and when the winter comes
el cielo está oscurecido.  /  the sky is darkened.

No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold.
No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

ER24CH04 ©1995 ®2015

Quiero saber si hace calor (Vocals by Mara​Oldfield)

An audio doodle that I jammed out when contemplating the ridiculous and physically impossible idea of a consciousness existing beyond the event horizon of a singularity. It's a fun thought though :)

Singularity

SOS (Distress Signal Part 3)

Sunny Disposition

"Dans un voyage, on évolue, on change, on se transforme. Et souvent, on rentre et tout est annulé par le retour".

"During a journey, we evolve, we change, we transform. And often, we return, and everything is undone by coming back"

(Raymond Depardon, Errance, Paris 2000, pag. 40).
From the same work, the cover picture (page 4).

Composed by Michele Ansani (2016-2025).
Sax (reworked by me) is courtesy of Komorebi Audio - Sunset Jazz.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, April 17.

Everything is undone by coming back *

Soul Searching

Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo, 2025, all rights reserved. Thank you so much for listening :) 
Original picture by https://www.pexels.com/de-de/foto/monochrome-fotografie-von-menschen-die-hande-schutteln-814544/

I´ll Be There

Vocals and lyrics by Special Cecilia
https://soundcloud.com/specialceciliacappellas

Music, production and art by Cosmic Keanu (not AI)

“And a step backward, after making a wrong turn, is a step in the right direction.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Player Piano

Sweet Escape or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the AI (Feat. Special Cecilia)

Hey…. Thanks for dropping by. April 21st, fresh snow on the ground that hopefully will melt off by the end of the day. Yesterday, I was out transplanting some small Lupine and Columbine plants from out of the lawn. They grew there from seed that spilt from nearby flowerbeds. I put them into a rock garden I recently refurbished. I pulled all the rocks out, dug down to get all the invasive grass roots out, and rebuilt it with a few extra rocks. After that chore, I dug up several Spruce seedlings from the Spruce trees I planted here decades ago. Those little saplings grew up under a lilac bush, so I moved them out into open areas in the backyard. They probably won’t get to be 3 feet tall by the time I pass from this mortal coil, as I am old, but I plant them anyway b/c they’ll most likely still be here when I am gone. Ha. I have been transplanting a lot of volunteer flower plants into my neighbor’s yard, from my vegetable garden in preparation for Spring planting. They find their way into the garden, by wind, bird or however, and I just let them grow, but soon there’s more flowers than vegetables, so I find them new homes. Lastly, I replaced the wonky wheel and axle assembly on my old wheelbarrow, held together by hose clamps, during a snowy day last week, with a wheel from a wheelbarrow I recently got from a pile of free stuff (junk) out on the road, that a neighbor was tossing out. The barrow was cracked, but the wheel/axle were fine. Now I am ready to roll. That is how Spring is here in the mountains…. So several years back, there was quite a large pack of dogs that would freely run around our rural neighborhood. They lived here and loved being able to roam. When I first saw them on my way to the mailbox, they did not know me, and several dogs growled at me. (Rightly so.) Ha. It was a standoff moment for sure. So I just laughed at them. They were not anticipating that. So from then on, we’d have some fun whenever I saw them. Most of those dogs have died over the years. It was sad to see them go. So I included them in this song. I hope you like it. Mark

Going To The Dogs

open collab offer by Paploviante https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/phobos
... that spoke to me, so my sax addition and sound idea to this track !

Phobos by Paploviante / joerxworx sax remix

another song idea from the past about 7Os rock stars....
a cautionary tale to watch the wine and the whites and the chicken cacciatore ....


Roll Daddy Roll

He's willin’ and wild 
A music smorgasbord 
Kind of like a 1972 Lowell George
Smoking gun
Flame for hire
7 years to glow
Giddy up and get down 
Roll Daddy Roll

Daydream  running
Always riffin’ at the ready
Kind of like a 1978 Tom Petty
Guitar shake
Build that pyre
39 years to glow
Giddy up and get down 
Roll Daddy Roll

Roll, roll break your mama's heart 
Boat be sailing, how to finish what we start
Roll, roll till it falls apart tonight, tonight

Once Cleveland rocked
Now the sound has gotten softer
Lester wrote a eulogy for Mr. Peter Laughner
Ain’t It Fun
To die young
In 5 more years Bangs' bell would toll
Giddy up and get down
Roll Daddy Roll

Roll, roll break your mama's heart 
Boat be sailing, how to finish what we start
Roll, roll till it falls apart tonight, tonight

May your days be filled 
With power chords and glory
Watch the wine and the whites
And the chicken cacciatore
And don't be fooled by innocence 
She will take your head you know
Giddy up and get down
Roll Daddy Roll
Don't be fooled by innocence 
She will take your head you know 
Giddy up and get down roll Daddy roll











Roll Daddy Roll (acoustic)

A satrical look at starving artists (Note: I'm married to one).  Influenced by the songs of Mose Alison and Terry Allen. The cover art is AI with the prompt "bad art in a museum." Maybe AI has a sense of humor?

Lyrics:
Tiki torches up on the wall
A Polynesian restaurant
At the end of the hall
Upstairs
They set up a gallery wall
Welcome to the cut-throat world of low-budget art

She's been dreaming of
A grant from the Walmart Foundation for the Arts
For her electrified
Polka dotted
Mannequin parts

He's been spreading genius around
All the other artists they just sit and scowl
But you can't buy his work at Sotherby's
Look for him in the parking lot of KFC

I am surrounded by
Amateur David Hockneys
I'm in cubist hell
Welcome to the cut-throat world of low-budget art

The 'MacArthur Genius Award'
They don't want to call me back
No one is to blame
Someone bought my work
But they don't want the painting
They just want the frame

Organic vegetables in a stall
At a Farmer's Market
At the mall
 I have my table set up
With my hot  🔥  avant-garde
Don't you know that I'm the vanguard?

I've got my genius on display
I've got my beret
Because I'm a genius
Let's keep that between us
The cut-throat world of low-budget art
The cut-throat world of
Low budget art

The Cut-Throat World Of Low Budget Art

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Fender Rhodes Electric Piano solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto saxophone solo. Vibraphone Rhythm. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Fender Electric Bass. Acoustic Full Drum kit set. Percussion Ago go Bells. Cowbell. 22 " Zildjian Ride & Crash Cymbals.

Carmel

Outskirts

Storm Tears

The latest Texas Tea monster is loose.  This one started with a cool funky stroll inside of Terry's world and I enhanced it with some e-bow and a nice side of distorted groove here and there.  Terry with the composition, synth, beats and mix and me on the guitar machine.

Elevator

Elevator - A Texas Tea Production

Glory to Jah.🙏 No AI.  I’m a musician, since 8 years old, playing guitar, drums & keyboards. Peace & one love 🙏 Free Gaza.
Email. davespencer2011@hotmail.co.uk   https:davidkaspencer.bandcamp.com/follow_me 🕊 www.facebook.com/profile

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

Soul Searching

David. k. A. Spencer.

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