Rob: Vocal, Bass, drums, lyrics and mix

Lyrics 

I’ve got wind in my hair
Smile on my face
Needle point to ninety five
No one anywhere around

Back pinned to my seat 
She’s revving high
Pulling away clean and green
Front end up high

This jalopy has only one speed
It’s full throttle ahead
From stoplight to stoplight

Who want to take a ride
Take your life
Put it in my hands
Take a thrill ride

Check the oil, check the tires
Every night
Put a fresh shine on the paint job
Man, she looks so tight

I’ve got no reason to stop
No one gonna stop me
Needle up to hundred five
Red and blue lights all around

Hands pinned to my back
Feet spread wide
Got a fresh shiner on my eye
I know better

Take A Thrill Ride

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TITLE: COSMIC STRINGED GOD
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LYRICS:
(Verse 1)
You blaze in like a comet streaks the sky
Hands alight you make the cosmos sigh
Every note a star exploding wide
The universe bends when you decide

(Chorus)
Jump
Prance
You hold the keys to chance
Make the heavens dance in a wild romance
Jump
Prance
Set the night on fire
Cosmic stringed god of electric desire

(Verse 2)
Flashbulbs burst like tiny supernovas
Every step you take pulls us closer
Gravity breaks beneath your sound
Time gets lost but we stay found
(Pre-chorus)
You’re the echo in the void
The spark that gods deployed

(Chorus)
Jump
Prance
You hold the keys to chance
Make the heavens dance in a wild romance
Jump
Prance
Set the night on fire
Cosmic stringed god of electric desire

(Bridge)
Galaxies hum when you strum that chord
Every riff's a myth every note adored
You don’t just play you terraform
With every beat you rewrite the norm

God of Electric Desire

Cosmic Stringed God

Barefoot dancing in a Cairo bar

Cast of characters:

Gaz Brownie — @user-755327533 — Gaz — vocals, vocal harmonies, lyrics, and composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – Warwick four-string fretless bass
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– (?) acoustic guitar
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and piano
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– mix, production, and mastering

This song began by Gaz composing it and on his acoustic guitar, and singing his original lyrics over it. Gaz is a brilliant songwriter, lyricist, and singer, with whom we've worked before. However, this is the first song he's shared with us. He gave it to Ken first, who started the project and invited the rest of us to it.
  Ken, who was the originator of the project, was actually the second person to lay down a part, which he did to Josh's bass, instead of the other way around, as they usually do it. Stephen then came in and replaced Gaz's guitar with his silky smooth acoustic guitar. JJ got down on his magical piano and organ parts not long after Stephen added his guitar. 
  This was a somewhat uncomplicated process, as Gaz gave us a fully realized song to work with right from the start. Tez sealed the deal with his expert production to cap it off, too.
  As mentioned, this is our second song starring Gaz, and we're very grateful to him for sharing his magic with us. We're all looking forward to working together again in the future, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it. 
Original lyrics by Gaz Brownie:

Im drawing the conclusion that 
Im just being polite 
And questioning myself is it me our are they right
I’m feeling a little angry hope it’s not  out of spite 
Is just a reaction to this uncomfortable  night 

When did the world stop listening 
When did the world stop listening 

As we compete for space to try & speak
Everyone’s on journey on a bus to shit creek
With condescending story’s of there  bad & awesome week
And I’m working on finding just a better style of  technique 

I avoid catching that struggle bus 
Don’t wanna be part of my problem and be misunderstood 
What are you looking at is there something you wanna discuss 
I push his   face up the window cause I’ve had enough 

When did the world stop listening 
When did the world stop listening 


When Did the World (Eclectic Collective with Gaz Brownie)

dream (leon solo) 🎻

Hey…. So this is a little Blues tune about days gone by in the life of a guitar picker. It is a new version of an old song, with some new lyrics, way more decent vocals (man, I had pushed my gravelly vocals to the limit on the original. Which contained the essence of the moment, but was musically flawed.) Since I don’t have a bass guitar or a drum set, I used my acoustic guitar for bass, and a keyboard for drums. (The keyboard sounds better than me banging on whatever on some of my previous songs.) I am losing the ability to solo on guitar as I age, as can be heard on this, but my big mouth (vocals) are holding strong. The lyrical theme is an amalgamation of two distinct periods of my life. Military service and college in that sequential order. In college, I was walking out to my car in the parking lot, late one night, when I saw these dudes jump out of a dark sedan in the lot. They began smashing car windows and stealing whatever they could. These college dudes coming back from a late night party tried to stop them by yelling, as they drove by, and one of the dudes from the sedan pulled out a handgun and began shooting at them as they went by. Suddenly, a bullet wizzed by my head. I heard it whistle. I just stood there in the darkness, as if my life had just flashed before my eyes, taking it all in. I watched as those dudes jumped back into the sedan and they sped off, tires screeching. They turned onto the access road nearby with their lights off, heading in my direction. I looked and saw a cinderblock within reach and thought to myself that I could easily pick it up, walk over to the road and throw it through their windshield, what being the hero that I am. (That was part of my military training). They had no idea I was there. Hahahahaha…… but I quickly decided now was not the time for such things being a college student as it were. So I just continued walking to my car and ended up hanging out with my college compadres, in the parking lot, as we rehashed the incident while looking at all the smashed car windows and stuff spilled onto the pavement. I was glad I had such an old, beat up looking car, with nothing inside. Anyway, I hope you like this song. Mark

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©Lyricist, Mixer, Mastering, Creator, & Pro License: Lady ElectroTrek
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TITLE: THE BOY IN THE BOX
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LYRICS:

(Verse 1)
A cardboard cradle
Cold as stone
Under gray skies
All alone
The trees whispered secrets to the breeze
But none spoke his name
None heard his pleas
A nameless shadow in the city's chest
The boy who never found his rest

(Chorus)
Who was he? Who could say?
The boy in the box
Lost in the clay
Who was he? Who could know?
A life unlived
No place to go

(Verse 2)
A faded blanket
Frayed at the seams
Covered a silence too loud for dreams
The whispers of leaves
The hum of the air
Echoed his story
But no one was there
Eyes wide open
Yet closed to the light
A mystery born of a moonless night

(Chorus)
Who was he? Who could say?
The boy in the box
Lost in the clay
Who was he? Who could know?
A life unlived
No place to go

(Bridge)
Did he laugh? Did he cry?
Did he see the stars before the goodbye?
Was there a hand that held him tight
Before he vanished into the night?

(Verse 3)
The world moves on
It forgets its ghosts
But some hearts linger where the pain is most
A name unspoken
A face unknown
Yet he’s etched in the marrow of our bones
The boy in the box
A riddle untamed
A story unanswered
A soul unnamed

(Outro)
He earned the moniker of "America's Unknown Child", & the cold case still lingers for justice to be filed. What fate took who was responsible for this brutal death? Did Karma catch up with the abusive & shameless culprit?

Cosmic Stringed God

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