Beautifully innovative work Conny - and so "of the times".  We're such simple creatures at heart - all we actually need is a bit of foraging, a bit of a scratch and that's it really.   And just look at the clutter, guff, piffle, junk, trifle and tosh with which we shower ourselves.  Guilty as charged.  :)

I think with good songs you get a sense of time and place, …..great piece Conny, nailed it with this one👍

Beautifully imgined and rendered. Yes, a smiler. A very smart one.

Love your guitar work, so melodic and supportive in this bit of musical impressionism, the change at 3:00 are the "ice cubes in the whiskey" our friend Dan speaks of.  I love this glimpse of your creativity and production brilliance. Kudos on kudos!!

I really love this one. Great idea. And fantastic sounds (the guitar is fabulous!)

I think you would have made a very different song if you had lived in my city.

Generous music to celebrate summer .... The sun, the beach, and ice cubes clinking in a glass .... Yes! A pleasant, well-crafted ballad that is worth listening to again ....

Hahaha... immersed in the shopping throng, wonderful humorous banter and cool guitar. There's an old slang saying here for ' Let's get out of here.' : "Let's blow this popsicle stand"

Orchetastic

Contentedness

About the depths of depression that I call the blackstuff. Happens to all of us, the trick is escaping. 

BLACKSTUFF WIP Mix 1.12725

Brought to live from Vinny’s Lounge and Gambleteria. On the outskirts of Las Vegas. Song by my bandmate Ian Stephen https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CMRSDBTAeDA

Lyrics

I WAS WATCHIN' A DVD OF ELVIS, IN 1977 IT'S ONE YOU'LL NEVER SEE
IT NEVER REALLY WAS A DVD, I MADE A COPY FROM A TAPE
THAT SOMEBODY GAVE ME, AND ELVIS IS STILL GREAT
 ALMOST 30 YEARS LATER

THE KING LOOKS ALL PUFFY AND FAT, BUT NOBODY IN THE AUDIENCE GIVES A CRAP
ELVIS LOOKS LIKE HE'S ALREADY DEAD, HIS BLUE BLACK HAIR IS RUNNIN' WITH SWEAT 
HE HANDS OUT SCARVES TO HYSTERICAL CHICKS, ALL THE WHILE LOOKS BLOATED UP AND SICK
BUT WHEN HE SINGS "HOW GREAT THOU ART", IT'S SOMETHING THAT TRANSCENDS ART

LET ELVIS FREE, ON DVD 
1977, JUST BEFORE HE WENT TO HEAVEN

YOU CAN'T REWRITE HISTORY, IT'S SO MESSED UP IT'S SOMETHING TO SEE
MAYBE ONE DAY WE'LL GET TO SEE IT, IF PRISCILLA AND LISA MARIE WILL FREE IT (SHE'S DEAD)
NOBODY CAN TAKE THAT AWAY, IT'S A REAL PERSON AND THAT'S OK 
THESE MODERN DAY ENTERTAINING FOOLS CAN'T COMPETE
ELVIS IS TOTALLY COOL

LET ELVIS FREE, ON DVD 
1977, JUST BEFORE HE WENT TO HEAVEN

Let Elvis Live

i put a little spin on this four tops classic to suit my inclinations. 

peppermint oil face cream every morning
quirky shirt statements for every occasion
convos for every grocery store associate
cares for the underdog kids at the highschool
sings at the drop of a hat every day
always finds something kind to say
loves me for all of the way that i am
puts the moves on me makes me feel like a man
words of affirmation is her loving language
she'll light one up any time she can manage
brings me a drink when it's hot outside
knows what she wants and lays it on the line
messages her family and keeps up with her friends
early in the morning wakes me up with a grin
best damn woman that i ever seen
the illustrious velumptuous monika j. jean

ain't no woman (like the one i got)

And now for something completely different..... ;))

A very still contemplation of a summer day.

It's finally some warm summer days after a cold winter and a chilly spring.
It was a day in the shops for us, with a lot of people looking for summer deals, and it was quite nice at first. But the hours passed and the heat pressure increased, and when we finally left my brain felt like it was boiling with all the impressions and voices.

Ripped words and sentences from conversations, children's screams and sometimes crying, the occasional bitter person who threw sour comments around, but surprisingly many were about love in one way or another, which probably belongs to summer, with sun, warmth and joy of life. ;))

To calm my brain, I wanted to try to reflect this day in some form of music, but also with a bit of humor. So I hope this song will make you smile, and maybe you'll recognize yourself.....;))

The day my brain boiled........ ;))

idea

'you can('t) change' with Scratch Kelly 

Scratch: beat, synths, backing vocals, production, art
Scotty: guitars, lyrics, vocals 

I can't even blame you, girl,
after I've learned about your world.
Fucked up, but, still, that is that.
I have given all of me,
and sometimes I did believe
that we'd create a habitat. 

But then tonight happened again,
and I've lost my love, and best friend. 

It didn't need to escalate,
then you wanted to stay out 'late',
drink some more, and party hard.
Then when it was time to leave,
you spoke shit I'd rather disbelieve, 
and now I have to leave. It's hard.

Because when you're straight, you are great.
But, I keep making the same mistake
of forgiving you. Now, it's too late.
My heart is torn, but, so is fate. 

You can('t) change.

you can('t) change (with Scratch Kelly)

This is an alternate version of this song which was originally released by The Eclectic Collective in October of 2024. Thank you for giving it another listen!! 

Cast of Characters:

Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – bass, guitar, synth, main drums, percussion, composition, production and mix

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–  electric sitar

Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ and electric piano

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – traditional gourd form body sitar and lap steel



New String Theory (The Eclectic Collective) - alternate mix to the original

Feel the room unfold
Every touch turns gold
Every sound I hold

Shadows bend with the bassline
Slow lights curve around my sight
A fingertip of echo follows
Every breath turning into twilight

Feel the room unfold
Sense the colors in the cold
Every touch turns gold
When the night moves slow
Feel the room unfold
Let the hidden waves roll
Every sound I hold
Leads me deeper into glow

Velvet dust in the silence
A pulse sliding under my feet
Textures bloom in the corners
As the rhythm warms the heat

Close eyes, let it rise
All the quiet magnified
Soft waves inside

Feel the room unfold
Sense the colors in the cold
Every touch turns gold
When the night moves slow
Feel the room unfold
Let the hidden waves roll
Every sound I hold
Leads me deeper into glow


Feel the room unfold

Desert of Mirrors

The desert reflects like broken glass. Silence turns into a mirror where the traveler meets his own shadow.

The desert stretches, endless wide,
A mirror of shadows where secrets hide.
Each step echoes, a fragile sound,
In silence of nowhere, truth is found.

The sands reflect, the sky deceives,
The heart remembers what the eye believes.

In the desert of mirrors, we wander alone,
Searching for faces we’ve already known.
Every reflection a story untold,
Every illusion a truth to behold.

The horizon bends, the light divides,
Time dissolves in shifting tides.
Mirages whisper, fragile and near,
The soul awakens when the path is clear.

Through the glass of the burning air,
I see myself waiting there.

In the desert of mirrors, we wander alone,
Searching for faces we’ve already known.
Every reflection a story untold,
Every illusion a truth to behold.

The silence breaks, the shadows fall,
The desert of mirrors reveals it all.


Desert of Mirrors

5 Past Midnight - Breathe (Official Audio)

Welcome to my world,  🌍
and a warm thank you to all of you who take your time to listen, comment and like my songs. It is much appreciated !! 😉 🙏🏽

And a huge thank you to all of you who have collaborated with me on many of the songs! 😀 ❤️

Videos are on my YouYube channel  📽

And by the way TERROR, THREAT & WAR NOT ACCEPTED!

The day my brain boiled........ ;))

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