Potrei sbagliarmi
Potrei ricordare male però 
Queste cose le ho già viste 
(le ho già viste) lo so 

Se non vado errato
Son passato varie volte qua
Una musica nota 
Mi suona sconosciuta 

Anche tu straniera del giorno
Amica della notte
Mi confondi coi tuoi mille volti
E il tuo profumo 

Sogno/realtà 
Dimmi tu che differenza 
(che differenza) fa
Una parte di me
Ha bisogno (bisogno) di te 

I miei occhi
Sfumature del cielo scrutano
È proprio vero o no 

La terra umida
Che tocco con le mie mani 
Ci sarà ci sarà domani 

Anche tu amica del giorno
Straniera della notte
Mi confondi coi tuoi mille volti
E il tuo profumo 

Sogno/realtà 
Come pagine di un libro
Letto per metà
Una parte di me
Ha bisogno (bisogno) di te 

Sogno/realtà 
Dimmi tu che differenza 
(che differenza) fa
Una parte di me
Ha bisogno (bisogno) di te


Copyright 2023 All Rights Reserved

Sogno

Cast of characters:
Steve's Planet--@steve-vervaet—Steve—acustic guitar, vocals, lyrics, composition/arrangement

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman–Stephen–electric guitar, production, and mix

J.J. Terrell--@j-j-terrell—JJ—organ

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara–Ken–drums, percussion, and low vocal harmony

Llanpsych–@llanpsych–Tez–electric guitar 

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1–Fender precision bass  


This song began as an acoustic guitar and vocals stem written and performed by Steve. He sent it to me, and I added the undulating staccato bass line, with the help of Ken's always well-suited drums. We went back and forth a couple of times, as is our process, until it clicked. Tez added some really dynamic leads and fills throughout, and Stephen filled in the rest of the electric guitar in a Keith/Ronnie kind of way, which is very tasteful. JJ then added some perfectly complimentary organ. Finally, Ken pleasantly surprised us with the low vocal harmonies, which were spot on. 
  Stephen also mixed and produced this one for us. He's brilliant behind the board, and we're lucky to have him aboard. This one came together in a matter of a relatively short period of a fortnight, which is rare for the Eclectic Collective. But, when something is hot and already put together, it comes quickly. We all hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed putting it together.

Lyrics:
Fallin’
Wandering aimless
Couldn’t shoot straight
No ability
Not much to say
There was no sign of me
Good times, bad times
Leaving out the sad times
Easily
That’s what they’re telling me
Mend or break
Looking over rooftops
Coming to a full stop
Suddenly
On a sad height
Raging endlessly
Breakline, beeline
Picking up the freeline
Easily
Follow my way
Leavin’ the fast lane
My- My mind is fallin’
When I think about, losing out
There’s no doubt, you started fallin’ x2
And I – I’ve been going my way
One more time, only today 2x
My- My mind is fallin’
When I think about, losing out
There’s no doubt, you started fallin’ x2

Fallin' (Steve's Planet with Eclectic Collective)

Lyrics from John Steinbeck's "The Pearl"

The doctor never came to the brush houses
he spent all of his time with the rich people
The doctor won't come to us
then we will go to him

Do you have any money?
He brought out eight small ugly pearls

I'm sorry my friend but this pearl is too big
No one will buy a pearl this big
Kino felt that he was in danger
the crowd became silent

Do you have any money?
He brought out eight small ugly pearls

Staying Back

Eight Small Ugly Pearls

As a child growing up in Liverpool during the eighties, I witnessed first hand the struggles people had to endure because of the government’s neglect of our city. The government got away with neglecting its children, whilst Yosser and no doubt many like him had theirs taken away.

Yosser Hughes, the fictional character from Alan Bleasdale's incredible television series 'Boys from the Blackstuff', depicted a single father unable to find work whilst trying to look after his three children. 

The perception of Yosser back then, and probably still now is that he was a crazy, weak, and dangerous person. The reality though, is that Yosser’s behaviour was fuelled by many factors, not just povery, lack of work, and a broken relationship that we witness on screen.

Mental health awareness was zilch back then and most men today like Yosser find it impossible to talk about their struggles in life. This is largely due to the stigma of being perceived as weak. The only person he felt that he could open up to was a priest behind a veiled confessional box, who seemingly offered no help, support or guidance.

There will have been many traumatic events in Yossers life, all as a result of a cycle of poverty and lack of support and understanding that was generationally passed down. 

Yosser struggled on with his failing mental health, but clearly his love remained for his children. He kept looking for work, feeding his children, doing the best he could with what little he had. He like many was unfortunately doomed to succeed, and yet if he had been given help and support he could have brought his children up and been there for them. His wife, like Yosser just another casualty of the continuing cycle of victims, and sadly their children next.

Anyone struggling with their mental health should break free from the societal  stigma and speak to someone. You’re only human and can’t carry that weight alone. You are not alone and It’s ok to be vulnerable, it’s what makes us human. Just please ask someone for help!

Additionally, If you know someone who may be struggling with things, ask them if they want to talk, lend your ear, normalize their worries or concerns, and encourage them to seek help and support.

Thanks to Liverpool artist Mikey Gannon, for letting me use his artwork: http://ko-fi.com/mikeygannon

Yosser hughes

Yosser Hughes

‘Colorful crochet’ fisherman wanders the streets sipping a calyx staring blankly colorful crochet unknown a poster half torn with the portrait of a woman with close-fitting dress with calyx-shaped breasts breasts wanting to coming out he drops the calyx Busting red wine flows through the maze of sidewalk the wine activates the planet the planet begins to turn he puts the hands in the pockets tear the lining of the pockets a child shoots him with a plastic pistol and goes away jumping and laughing he faints into the liner of the pockets: the long corridors of dreams where tears come together in the wishing well where poets taste the sault the salt that breaks the chains of fear where the voice strips the shadows

Colorful Crochet - with Luciole Langevine in vocals - texte in description

This has been sitting in the back bin till this evening when Cookie Jay reminded me of it... Rough basic mix.. but was a good vocal session.

Mixed and Produced by Kit

Jar of Hearts - Shadow

Words and Music Dave Rose
Apologies to listeners who left comments and liked, as this is another tune I have previously loaded here but took it off to remix.
Lyrics
Wherever you are going to well I’m coming too 
We’ll go north south east or west 
You can choose wherever you thinks best 
And if we share the driving we can drive all night 
And see where we end up in the morning light 

Or we could set sail on the open sea 
And have our adventures on the high seas 
And live like buccaneers wild and free
Or you perhaps might prefer drier ground 
Well it’s up to us to choose wherever we’re bound 

Just come with me let’s take the long way home 
If your good to go then we’re free to roam 
Let’s take the long way home 

So we can go here there or anywhere 
Or if you prefer we could just stay here 
So long as we’re together then that’ll be fine by me
And the road may twist and turn and rise and fall
And there may be hard times but we can take them on

Just come with me let’s take the long way home 
If your good to go then we’re free to roam 
Let’s take the long way home
So come with me let’s take the long way home 
If your good to go then we’re free to roam 
Let’s take the long way home…….

Long Way Home

Let’s Take The Long Way Home

SKY-Remix..............
SKY-media:
@skymoosic
www.facebook.com/s.k.y.moosic
twitter.com/skymoosic
www.youtube.com/user/skypatrolofficial
Remix & Production/https://soundcloud.com/abloamberelli

S K Y - Without You...........( Pablo Camberelli remix)

Footsteps fading into nothing,
Falling back where you once stood.
Words unspoken choke the silence,
Cut in dust and splintered wood.

I don’t speak your name, I bury
Every sound before it breaks.
Shadows crawl beneath the doorway,
You were gone before you came.

You were the ruin, I was the ground,
You let it crumble, never turned around.
If you stayed, would it feel the same?
Or was it lost before you came?

Hands in pockets, cold in summer,
Trains still hum a fractured tune.
I pretend I never wonder,
But the night still sings of you.

You were the ruin, I was the ground,
You let it crumble, never turned around.
If you stayed, would it feel the same?
Or was it lost before you came?

Stone and silence, steel and sighs,
Every ending feels like a lie.
Would you know me now, at all?
Or just the ghost against the wall?

You were the ruin, 
I don’t speak your name, I bury 
Every sound before it breaks.
No one stays, no one stays,
You were the ruin anyway.

Credits:

Nayeli Astra: Vox, Guitar, Synths, & Dreams
Brad Astra: Guitars, Bass, Percussion, & Soundscapes

Special Thanks:
To the ravens who guided our melodies, the universe for its endless inspiration, and to everyone who has been part of this journey. This music collection is dedicated to those who dream with their eyes open.

In Loving Memory:
To Rio, who always listened.

Recorded at:
Nude Studio, Calgary, Alberta

Artwork by: Brad Astra
Photography by: Brad Astra

Released under Painful Records Ltd.

© 2025 The Miracle Syndicate. All rights reserved.

Produced by Brad Astra

Yosser Hughes

Dylan White