Great work with the vibes and the seamless co-work of vocals and guitar that sometime seem to just merge with each other

cool prod! nice mixture of raw and wide sounds

amazing sound&vocals flow...very creative one..and funks not death! great work

positive thougts are important in this world

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Silence By Zitou Itou & Albert Paule

J'ai remixé ce titre sortie il y a 6 ans que je n'ai jamais publié sur Soundcloud. Il est inspiré de l'univers mythique de l'écrivain HP Lovecraft que tous les fans de fantastique doive connaître.
Dans cette mythologie, les Chiens de Tindalos, lorsqu'ils chassent, rejoignent notre univers en passant par les coins des pièces. Faites de beaux rêves :)

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Often in the night,
Alone in the dark,
I hear a bark
But there's nothing in sight

In the angles of time
I know they hide,
On another side,
Away from our mind

If you find this don't try to understand

If you ever meet
The Hounds of Tindalos
Insanity you may come across...
(Enough !)

I plastered the corners 
I masked the edges
Will these strategies
Stop the great elders ?
If you finally find this testimony,
Never ever try to learn more about me

In this quest for knowledge and truth, 
I tried to see through space and time until I get caught !
Theses creatures from ancient times do not allow such breach in space...
Since then they follow my trace

(Enough !)

If you ever meet
The Hounds of Tindalos
Insanity you may come across...
(Enough !)
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(Hommage à HP Lovecraft)
Souvent dans la nuit,
Seul dans l'obscurité,
J'entends un aboiement
Mais il n'y a rien en vue

Dans les angles du temps
Je sais qu'ils se cachent,
Sur une autre plan,
Loin de notre esprit

Si vous trouvez ceci, n'essayez pas de comprendre

Si jamais vous rencontrez
Les chiens de Tindalos
Vous risquez de tomber sur la folie...
(Assez !)

J'ai plâtré les coins 
J'ai masqué les bords
Ces stratégies
Arrêteront-elles les grands anciens ?
Si vous trouvez finalement ce témoignage,
N'essayez jamais d'en savoir plus sur moi

Dans cette quête de la connaissance et de la vérité, 
J'ai essayé de voir à travers l'espace et le temps jusqu'à ce que je me fasse attraper !
Ces créatures des temps anciens ne permettent pas une telle percée dans l'espace...
Depuis, elles suivent ma trace

(Assez !)

Si jamais vous rencontrez 
Les chiens de Tindalos
Vous risquez de tomber sur la folie...
(Assez !)

The Hounds of Tindalos

Eternal Music

lyrics

life is so short
why would leave me 
life is so short
it's time bereave
life is so short
why do you insist
on living without me

short, so short
it's napoleon 
it's napoleon
it's napoleon

life is so short
why would you waste your time
waste your time
waste your time without me

no more

life is so short

The label "Techno KAT" that scouted me broke up and I became a "ronin" (356)

Some Positive Thought

This is the lyrics version of my piano piece (https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-clap-of-one-hand). (Roughly) same melody, but now with lyrics. 
If the melody left you puzzled about the title, maybe the lyrics will connect the dots. Hope you enjoy it — drop me a comment, I’m curious what you think!

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The Clap of One Hand - Lyrics
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The high priest looked the monk straight into the eyes 
“You search for wisdom, want to see through disguise 
Then hear the clap of only one hand, 
Imagine tasting the kiss of only one lip!”

The monk was puzzled, did not know what to make of this question 
His mind was racing without the slightest suggestion 
The meaning was hiding so deep 
He could as well go to sleep

And as he lay down he thought and he thought some more, 
And soon he’d snore a Monkish snore 
Deep in his dream he saw the cosmic law 
As it is and will be and has been before

To find the truth you need to see the world through different frames,
As place and motion, time and energy play Heisenberg’s games
The one single truth, the clap of one hand deceives the ancient lore

And then his dream shifted to our world
Where flags of dogma are unfurled
Where it’s en vogue to scorn the views of those 
Whose minds are differently curled

They yell their slogans convinced that it's only their kind who knows truth
They silence doubt and debate to keep everything smooth
They vote in blocs convinced others mean harm
They don't want to discuss they don’t want to disarm
They spit poison and phlegm - 
Them is us, us is them

The monk awakened quite surprisingly rested – and something like pride filled his chest 
The dream had opened his eyes and he knew the deep meaning that the koan expressed 
And so as fast as his feet could carry him he ran to the temple ground Requesting to see the high priest and as soon as he met him he told him the solution he found:

“Avoid the clap of one hand 
'Cause you can not understand 
The world in all its true colors if your mind cannot bend 

Every Current or Tide 
Must with others collide, 
A single stream is quite boring, nothing happens inside.

Seek out the voices that are not like your own – 
Don’t guard your comfort like a dog protects its chewed upon bone 
Be cautious if all of your friends do agree – 
You might discover greeater insights without cheap harmony

A field of only one crop may spark in sunlight like gold, 
But slight disease might turn these fragile monoculture to mold 
No coral alone can just survive with it’s kind – 
Reefs only thrive when hundredthousand curious creatures entwine

Don’t flatten the ground so that your pace can be faster –
'Cause if you don’t train your balance each false step means disaster 
All life, all vision needs to ripple and bend – 
Not frozen in uniformity but free to transcend”

The monk fell silent, his speech was complete - 
He wanted praisal, but the priest kept his seat. 
An awkard silence filled slowly the air, 
The priest just sat there with a calm, timeless stare

“I like your thinking—it rings wise, it rings bold, 
It has reason, it's crafted, it's gold. 
But, dear monk, there might be one subtle twist: 
There is one aspect that you seem to have missed.

You see the truth where opinions compete, 
That wholeness only grows where none is complete. 
But if no single view should stand out alone 
Then even your own view must be overthrown

You praise duality, the joining of two - 
But what if your view in itself is not true? 
What if the world isn't built as you claim? 
What if we’ll never know the rules of the game?"

Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
… Reflect on the clap of one hand

The Clap of One Hand (Piano Poetry)

I started making this piece with the intention of it being a set of songs that could stand on their own as well as being an open collaboration, but then it took on a life of its own, and things just got out of hand from there, lol! 

But I still managed to control myself and didn’t add too many samples though, haha! 

I was listening to 1985 and 1986 hip hop singles when making this so….

You can download this for free as well as some of the unmixed stems on Bandcamp. The lyrics can also be found on Bandcamp since SC didn’t provide enough space in the song info. I reached my description limit!

Feel free to treat it as an open collaboration if you like. The song list, BPMs, and time signatures are listed below. 

I Like To Sample Old Drums Bandcamp Link: 
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/album/i-like-to-sample-old-drums

Funny we are now moving to Portland. Bye, bye Hillsboro. I guess this is now a farewell song. 

Track Credits:

The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

I Like To Sample Old Drums
Rap Attack: 112 BPM 4/4
Take The Max Down To Hillsboro: 189 BPM 4/4
Peach ’N Plum: 132 BPM 3/4
What, Would, When: 112 BPM 5/4
I Like To Sample Old Drums: N/A
This One Goes: 101 BPM 4/4
Bllll: 92 BPM 4/4
The Couch Can’t Help It: 87 BPM 4/4

Here are the lyrics just for: 

Rap Attack

I will
Put you in a tourniquet
Bleeding there’s no stopping it
Got a pimple 
I be popping it
Tripple nipple
Don’t be knocking it
I be chopping it off
Now blood is slopping  
I ain’t mopping 
You be dropping
When you slippin’ in it 
Finna sit and watch as I scoff
Maybe lickin’ ice cream soft serve, huh
What cha sayin’ I can only seem to catch ya gurgling brah
Nah, No one can hear you scream 
When you got a severe stream of
Foam bumbling, bubbling from your mouth, tumbling gravitationally south
Bro, i’m feeling bad for your health
See you reeling keeling over looking so sad 
had I know your noncongealinkg slow at healing
I might have
Not tried to put you in a tourniquet 
Tried to put you in a tourniquet
Tried to put you in a

I Like To Sample Old Drums

Bandcamp

Russell Sinfield and the Couch King -I Like To Sample Old Drums

Spoken word https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire

Rap https://soundcloud.com/ipg1

Production https://soundcloud.com/rizlix


Cover art created with  https://www.canva.com/

Lady Of Fire Poetry x IPG1 x RiZLiX - Giving And Taking

Original composition  by Neno J.
Electric guitar Yamaha SG, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100, Bass guitar Ibanez, July 2025

Vertigo

A pendant of sorts to fectoper´s beautiful Taylor Column composition  (where I made some contribution), which you can listen to below. 

MELTING OF ANCIENT ICE

An original song by J.J. Terrell

Left Behind

It’s really about the nights we shared
Underneath all the stars

Now that we’re apart, it’s hard to breathe
Thinking of the love, the dreams we weave.

Oh babe I need you back, it’s true

Memories linger, they haunt my mind
Every lonely moment, I’m left behind
I see your face in the setting sun
Without you here, I’m all but done

Time keeps passing, but the ache won’t fade
Our song still plays, in every serenade
If you could hear me, would you find your way
Back to my arms, where your heart should stay?

Ohhh babe, I need you back

Memories linger, they haunt my mind
Every lovely moment, I’m with you
I see your face in the setting sun
Without you here, I’m all but done

Oh babe, I need you back
It’s true


Left Behind

I can't seem to put down the guitar now that I've picked it back up! Played around with layering some kind of simple repetitive loops to create a hypnotic atmosphere on this one.

Image by Paul Bica (CC BY 2.0)

Sky Above Clouds

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Fragments of life

So nice that my longtime collaborator friend @dough-factory has returned to SoundCloud after a break of a couple years! This is our first track working together since then and it came together in a really cool way. I was inspired by Ryan's electronic drums and bass to lay down some rhythm guitar as well as a few synth leads. Then he came up with some awesome lyrics/vocals that I think captures the vibe of this piece quite well.

Keep an eye out for more from us, we are thinking of pulling together a whole album or EP over the coming months.

Dive

Southern Rock Luke John Ingram, Luke Ingram, 2025

Byron

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

A Musical Journey of FlexHead
Best known as a local Northern California Funk Band, FlexHead and their sound have developed and grown in popularity since 2015. Influenced by the community, culture, and sounds of their hometown, they perform music that speaks to fans across the musical spectrum. Their signature style has become synonymous with a diverse collection of melodies and compositions. This Funk Band is on the rise, and nothing can stop them from achieving the success they work so hard for. 

Contact FlexHead at FlexHeadFunk@gmail.com

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