The music video featuring this song is now available at YouTube:

https://youtu.be/IiVtELZRzgQ?si=rGXnh0R441foU5VH

Since growing up in an old neighborhood of Victorian homes, I’ve occasionally recalled one particular property at the end of our street that had fallen into disrepair. It was one of the biggest houses in the area and looked like it must have been quite the impressive home in its day. But my friends and I always imagined what horrified tales must lurk in those shadows. All these years later I can say that the house and property were completely replaced by modern, more cheerful condominiums, the rusty gates and wild overgrowth long gone. But I recall some of the history I learned about the once proud estate and felt it all made for great Halloween tale telling as Nat and I have tried to convey in this rockin’ trip into the dark and stormy night....

Written and performed by Daniels & Durgy
Produced by Nat Daniels of Gentle Rain Records
©2025 Daniels & Durgy

Lyrics: Thirteen Ravens

Dead of night, I’m walking home
The rain is beating down
I should have grabbed a cab before 
I left the pub in town

The sidewalks here on Franklin Hill
Uneven with despair
Lead me past the iron gates
The old stone mansion there

Behind the broken fences 
Overgrown with thorns
The thunder booms must fill the rooms
And stir the ghost that mourns 

He was a wealthy statesman
And this his grand estate
He had it all but shame did fall
Upon his final fate

Now all these decades later 
As the world just passes by
I stop to put my collar up
And hear an eerie cry

The mansion long abandoned 
There stands a silhouette
And on one bare limb of a tree
A dozen ravens sit

Above the broken gables
Circles one last mate
As if to warn that somewhere there
The old man lies in wait

Lightning cracks the darkness
The ravens scatter fly
They croak like deadly demons cast
Into the sullen sky

Thirteen ravens on their watch
To hold the blackened past
While crooked shutters hang upon 
Their secrets to the last

But I must pull away now
From this place where shadows dwell
Where thirteen ravens tell their tale 
And hold you in their spell

Thirteen ravens like a chain
Of nightmares in the rain

Thirteen Ravens

I don’t sing well! I’ve been told I can’t hit a pitch! .. If you agree.. okay .. if you enjoy.. okay! Not reinventing the @ wheel! .. Just trying to sing! Not anywhere true singers.. just for fun!🙌🙏🕺🏼

Is It My Move,Yet?  Mostly Vocals

Ця пісня написана моєю рідною українською мовою. Я написав її ще давно, але вона була спочатку російською мовою, переробив текст на українську.
У цій пісні я не гнався за модним звучанням і зробив її у ностальгійному дусі. Може, вона звучить не так, як вона була б записана у професійній студії (я її створював удома на ПК), але думаю як демо-варіант вона має право на життя.
                           
                                       Ти та я
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Ти вогонь, я вода 
Разом бути нам то біда
Ти весна, я зима, 
А без тебе ночі без сна.
Ми по відстанях космічних
Між собою далекі зірки
І в кохання своє вічне
Сліпо віримо як у казки.

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Ти та я- береги
А між нами кручі ріки
Ти та я- два крила, 
Ті що доля нам не дала.
Всі надії та бажання раптом зникли десь у небутті
Мої мрії та благання не почуті у цьому житті

Пр.
Мов грім із вишини: Не моя, 
Лиш напис на стіні " Ти та я" 
І втрачену любов вже не знайти
А в серці назавжди я і ти.

3 купл.
Більш тебе не знайдеш, 
Та ніколи ти не прийдеш
Без мостів береги
Розлучають нас назавжди
Безрозсудно, необережно 
Ми любов свою не зберегли
Віднесуть нас у безмежність
Наші мрії що так і не збулись.

Пр.
Лунає в вишині: Не твоя, 
Лиш напис на стіні " Ти та я" 
Цей довгий шлях надій вже не пройти
Мета всіх моїх мрій- це тільки ти.

2 Пр.
А згодом все піде в небуття
Куди нас приведе це життя?
Але в душі моїй, твоє ім'я
Немає більше мрій, тільки ти та я.

Ти та я

FUNNY NOTE: The Cloud's auto-detection for genres thought this was Classical & Opera.  ...No way! There's not even any singing! I'm going to go crack nuts now! LOL>> 🤣

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Tickle My Zone

Prologue to a fantasy adventure

This was the demo vocal I sent to the lads for perusal. Full finished track below and connect with all involved easily if you wish 🫡🎶🧬


Listen to I Feel the Same as You {Feel the whole crew here}, a playlist by The Beautiful Dark on #SoundCloud
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I Feel the same as you (Live Vocal Demo) [Eclectic Collective]

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LEVA PÅ DRÖMMAR
Cover of Bouree by Jethro Tull / J.S Bach
With added lyrics in Swedish.
Music by ExploderaMera. Vocals by Stina Crow
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Man vet vad man vill, 
men tar vad man får.
man vänder var slant, men lönen räcker ej till.
Man kan leva på drömmar, det går väll ett tag, men du vet, man blir sällan fet
Man kan leva på drömmar, det går väll ett tag, men du vet, man blir sällan fet

Det är slagsmål bland bönder,
om en tunna sill.
Det är höjda röster, men ingen får vad den vill.
Man kan dela på maten, det går väll ett tag, men du vet, man blir ganska smal
Man kan dela på maten, det går väll ett tag, men du vet, man blir ganska smal 

Man tar vad man får, 
och man vet vad man vill.
man vänder och vrider som man villl.
Man kan leva på drömmar, det går väll ett tag, men du vet, man blir sällan fet
Man kan leva på drömmar, det går väll ett tag, men du vet, man blir sällan fet

Leva på drömmar (Cover by Nix & Stina)

'shit at and hit'
Thanks to grandma Billie for the phrase. A wonderful woman. I've yet to hear of this phrase existing prior, nor of it from anyone else since.
Scotty: Two yamaha storia II takes through a fender mustang III amp with differing fx, channeled accordingly, maybe, hopefully, and a handful of vocal takes layered. 

I can't get up today.
I've got no words to say.
Everything always replays,
and causes me dismay. 

I feel like I've been shot at and missed, and shit at and fucking hit. 

If there is a god,
why the fuck would they
make us in the mould
to have to feel this way?
Everyday.

shit at and hit

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Fender Precision bass and Gibson SG electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl -- vocals
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and piano
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST string and VST sax
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Tom Anderson custom T model electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Epiphone Les Paul electric guitar

This cover of the CCR version of this Screaming Jay Hawkins classic began as an idea Josh had for Eclectic Collective putting on a musical Halloween costume. He was inspired by his favorite band, Phish, who cover an entire album every Halloween as a musical costume. Although, which song we covered was up for debate from the start. 
  Once we decided on a song, Josh laid down the skeleton for it on his '71 SG. Once we had a framework to work with, Ken laid down his rocking drums, followed by Josh completing the rhythm section by adding his trusty P-bass. Even though the song was now in its infancy, Carl summoned all his Halloween spirit for his dynamic vocal performance.  
  Now that it was sounding like a real song, JJ dropped both the key piano part, as well as his expressive organ in there, too. Mark wasn't far behind, adding his magic via the sax to the solo section, and strings in the third verse. Stephen came through with the spooky tremolo guitar and the fiery first half of the guitar solo in the solo section right after. And to put the cherry on the musical sundae, Tez brought the lightning down for the second half of the guitar solo, as well as the solo work that leads the whole way to the end.
  We all enjoyed bringing this classic song back to life, and doing it in the spirit of what may be the most fun holiday on the callendar. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it. Happy Halloween!

I Put a Spell on You- cover interpretation-Eclectic Colletive

Ce qui est marrant c'est que salaud au féminin, en français, c'est pas salaude! Ha, #justsayin
Chanson inspirée par un vrai livre recent intitulé "Le Temp Des Salauds" 🍟🤓🤌

@bananasutra lyrics (variantions):

[Intro]
Bienvenue, mesdames et messieurs, 
Au grand bal des vertus douteuses. 
Ici, les salauds dansent heureux, 
Les cœurs vendus, les mains soyeuses. 
Leur morale est bien repassée, 
Mais toujours un peu tachée.

[Refrain]
C’est le temps, le temps des salauds,
Des faux héros, des pantins d’ego, 
Qui dansent, qui dansent sous les drapeaux, 
Au bal, au bal des salauds! 
C’est le temps des salauds, oh-oh, 
Des beaux parleurs, des faux normaux, 
Qui rient très haut… pour mentir plus beau.

[Couplet 1 – Le délire raisonnable]
Le nouveau réalisme, c’est l’art des salauds, 
Un délirium sobre, cynisme en costard chaud. 
Ils vendent la peur sous cellophane, 
Et t’appellent “extrême” si tu dis “humain”. 
Ils posent des questions de sages, 
Mais répondent comme des mirages sauvages. 
Ils jouent à la raison...  mais raisonnent faux, 
C’est la saison, la moisson des salauds.

[Refrain]
C’est le temps, le temps des salauds, 
Des faux héros, des cerveaux trop clos, 
Qui dansent, qui dansent sous les drapeaux, 
Au bal, au bal des salauds!

[Couplet 2 – Les alliances du vide]
Trois types de salauds, faut l’dire clair: 
Les politiques, les patrons, les faiseurs d’prières. 
Ceux qui savent mais trahissent, 
Eux les lâches, qui profitent. 
Le p’tit Jupiter, Machiavel au moral, 
Fait valser les foules dans son bal libéral. 
Il pactise, il nuance, tord le vrai, 
Pour qu’le faux paraisse sensé.

[Pont]
Forts avec les faibles, faibles avec les forts, 
Ils vendent la paix pendant qu’ils signent la mort. 
“Bon courage”, qu’ils disent, le sourire faux, 
Mais c’est un orage… on danse, salauds?

[Couplet 3 – Les fous et les faux]
Les fous aboient, les salauds cadrent, 
Et les cons signent tous les contrats. 
Les uns hurlent, les autres calculent, 
Et les lucides… se taisent, s’annulent. 
Les idoles changent, les valeurs se vendent, 
La foule like, la vérité s’attend. 
Les héros sont devenus salauds, 
Nous, figurants d’un online show.

[Refrain – Final]
C’est le temps, le temps des salauds, 
Des faux héros, des gros egos, 
Qui valsent au rythme des fiascos, 
Au bal, au bal des salauds! (oh-oh) 
Au bal… des salauds.

[Outro]
J’en ai aimé, des salauds, c’est vrai, 
Leurs mots brillants, leurs airs parfaits. 
Mais minuit sonne, le bal s’oublie, 
Ces salauds-là ne dansent plus… avec ma vie.


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