FuWatt - Supercell Is Approaching (version2)

WE MOVE CROSSING A SUPERSONIC VOID

Daily Drops

Coherent Fire (Eclectic Collective with Tea R. Sea)

“Tranquil - Fusion”

Beautiful Entropy: 36 Prepossessing tracks from the SoundCloud community

EXCEPTIONAL CORRIDOR FOR CYCLING DOWNHILL

Damga

Related tracks: Alchemic Techno.

Related tracks: Oaxaca-(Holy Dumpling #8) featuring Tot. /TexMex Shaman /and Tea are Sea--A Smoking Trout production

A welcome song in celebration of the first day of Spring as if to say:

Hello to my dear old friend
I missed you waiting for winter to end
Now it is your time to begin
Yes, it is Springtime once again

Hope you enjoy! Blessings to all!

Synth pianos with echo, phaser, bass, acoustic guitar, and audio of a robin singing set to hip hop and Latin beats at a gentle 70 bpm.

Audio of robin singing recorded live in April 2023.

COVER ART: AI-generated image via the DaVinci app altered in Photoshop.
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Spring Arrival

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

Instrumental: DAN-DT @dan-t-3 
Vocals and lyrics: DelhyA
Art credit: DAN-DT

Échos d’ Automne 

Si l’automne vient surprendre les amants que juillet a laissés « naufragés »
C est le temps des regrets, le temps dépassé: celui de tout donner, il faut abandonner.

(All summer can bring may just leave in autumn with a breeze)

Le temps d’une larme,le temps d’un regard, il est déjà trop tard…
Le temps des silences, de l’indifférence, puis de l’évidence que le “doré” vire au noir…
C’est le mois des “mais”, le mois des “mais “, plus de mois de mai…du mois d’aimer!

Le temps de l’automne, le temps où tout détonne, le temps désormais se conjugue au passé
Le temps des tourmentes, le temps de ne plus prétendre,
Le temps le temps qui court et qui s arrête et puis…
Le temps,qui s en va, qui s en va, qui s en va, tout se fane!

Le temps de t’attendre, le temps de se comprendre, le temps d’apprendre, le temps dépassé, le temps des regrets, de tout donner!


Echos of Autumn 

If autumn comes to surprise lovers that July left "shipwrecked"
It is the time of regrets, the time exceeded: that of giving everything, we must give up.

(All summer can bring may just leave in autumn with a breeze)

The time of a tear, the time of a look, it's already too late
The time of silences, indifference, then evidence that gold turns dark
It is the month of "buts", the month of "buts", no more months of May... the month of love!

The time of autumn, the time when everything stands out, time is now combined with the past
The time of torments, the time to no longer pretend,
Time the time that runs and stops and then
Time, who goes, who goes, who goes, everything fades!

The time to wait, the time to understand each other, the time to learn, the time exceeded, the time of regrets, to give everything....

Échos d’ Automne (with DAN-DT)

https://youtu.be/Q7HcYfDA1Jo?si=KAJzA9aN-3Z76cdr

outsider

Two short improvisations for this track....

LAST DRINK CLUB.

Cast of characters:
Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea -- Terry – Synthesizers, beats, composition, production, and mix
The Mysterious Decibel -- @themysteriousdecibel – MD – First vocals and lyrics 
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez–Electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Electric guitar, mix, and production 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, lyrics, and vocals at the end
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1–five-string fretless bass

This song began with Terry sharing an intriguing Eastern sounding synth and minimal beat with Ken, who added a really solid beat to bring out the strong rhythm of the song. Once they had a solid foundation and skeleton, they shared it with the rest of the Eclectic Collective. I added my five string fretless bass in a dubby line that was inspired by Tez's hot skank part. Then JJ poured his magic into it, too. Stephen came up with the shocking dynamic lift towards the end, and Tez piled on to light it up. 
  Then MD got a hold of it and wrote and sang some of his trademark, fun lyrics and vocals in the first part of the song. Ken, not to be left out of the melodic experience, added the vocals at the end. 
  After we all had everything in the can, the Texas Tea combo of Stephen and Terry produced and mixed the whole thing down. This wasn't their first rodeo mixing a project together, and it really shows in the end quality. They also have several duo projects up on both of their pages that are worth checking out.  
  We think the end result is reminiscent of Massive Attack and Thievery Corporation, two big influences on a few of us. We all hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Lyrics by MD:
Time again and on, and on, and on, we fall in slumber
Dreams never wait
Ashes to ashes we all fall down 
Ooooo Circles break
Ashes to ashes we all fall down
When we wake
When we wake
Is this a new Simulation?
When I wake
When I wake

Lyrics by Ken:
Feed the flame or the fire flames out

My first songwriting effort of 2024 with vocals, piano, bass, percussion, strings and clarinets. 😊🎶🎵🎼🎤❤️

Thank you to my lovely Sander for this fine mastering job. @wane-of-summer for his wonderful music. ❤️😊❤️

Answer to my prayers

While I was thinking about what kind of song I should create, 
 I ended up finishing it. I can't clearly name the theme or the impression I had when listening to this song. However, for some reason I think acoustic jazz drums look good on it, so I published it.
 It seems like the fun part of the music has increased a little. 
 I would be happy if you could listen to it.

Only “passion” takes the lead (286)

37°

Meet me at the heart Nebula (String Version)

JIM ANDERS _Zwanni

Spécial thanks to LuBosh for his a capella...

GOODBYE.  feat LuBosh

Composed & Produced by: Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions ©2024
Image: Mat Brown

Loving You 66 Minutes Every Hour

Pour tous ceux qui sont nostalgique du combi Volkswagen des années 70 , le fameux Bulli , et qui ont voyagé avec lui dans leur jeunesse 😃
For all those who travelled in a Volkswagen combi in their youth 

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER

J'ai roulé ma bosse 
Quand j'étais un gosse
Dans un combi couleur de l'arc en ciel
Une fenêtre sur le monde
Pour moi petite tête blonde
Avec mon père , ma mère et l'essentiel

Bulli ma maison on the road
Bulli ma maison d'évasion
Bulli ma jeunesse on the road
Bulli ma jeunesse d'horizon

J'ai traversé des frontières
Croisé des sœurs et des frères
Qui m'adoptaient en jouant simplement
Des amitiés sans ombre
Et qu'importe la langue et le nombre
Y'a de la place dans le cœur des enfants

REFRAIN

J'ai grandi sur les routes
Passé entre les gouttes
De rivières sauvages en océans
Une vie sous tous les temps
Partir où nous portaient les vents
Et s'endormir autour d'un feu de camp

REFRAIN

Je voudrais tant retrouver
Ces années de liberté
Kerouac tes pages s’effacent doucement
Mon vieux Bulli est parti
Roule t'il encore aujourd'hui
Au petit bonheur la chance comme avant !

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER Février 2024

I've lived through a lot of things
When I was a kid
In a rainbow-colored van
A window on the world
For me little blonde head
With my father, my mother and the essentials

Bulli my home on the road
Bulli my escape house
Bulli my youth on the road
Bulli my youth on the horizon

I crossed borders
Crossed paths with sisters and brothers
Who adopted me simply by playing
Friendships without shadow
And no matter the language or the number
There's room in every child's heart

CHORUS

I grew up on the road
Passed between the drops
From wild rivers to oceans
A life in all weathers
Wherever the winds took us
And fall asleep around a campfire

CHORUS

I would so much like to return
Those years of freedom
Kerouac your pages are slowly fading
My old Bulli is gone
Is it still rolling today
Just like before!

Bulli  TRANSLATED

Another recorder/sax mash-up, featuring opening and closing robotic alto and soprano recorders with tenor sax breaks. Middle section flute and soprano sax themes with alto and tenor sax injections.

AUTOMATON

“Tranquil - Fusion” by Luke

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
Beats by Luke©️
Luke  H.  S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Tranquil - Fusion” by Luke

I’ve been on top of the world, and I’ve been down and out
I’ve been wasting time trying to figure it out
And I still don’t know why the world goes around

I made mistakes, and I paid the price
I watched my plans falling through the ice
I found true love, that left me high and dry

But one sweet day, one sweet day
Things are gonna go my way
I ain’t going down that rabbit hole no more
I am gonna pick myself up off the floor

But one sweet day, one sweet day
Things are gonna go my way
I ain’t being held in no spider web no more
I’m gonna pick myself up off the floor

If there’s just one thing, I could say to you
I’d tell you straight, I’d tell you true
When it falls apart, you still gotta see it through

And now you’re there alone, feeling down and blue 
When there’s someone, waiting there for you
I think you know what you’ve got to do

But one sweet day, one sweet day
Things are gonna go my way
I ain’t going into that lion’s den no more
I’m gonna pick myself up off the floor

But one sweet day, one sweet day
Things are gonna go my way
I ain’t going down that rabbit hole no more
I’m gonna pick myself up off the floor

One Sweet Day

one who could fly.

guitar, uke and vocals by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman, pretzels malone)

there was one bear (on speed)

Original composition, guitars, bass, vocals, bongos by Neno J.

Magic forest

Everything In Love

Total Abandon

Download

version2:
https://soundcloud.com/fuwatt/supercell-is-approaching-version2

Supercell Is Approaching (version1)

Original composition, acoustic & electric guitars, bass, drum programming by Neno J.

Good Old Days

My friend and close collaborator @rplanes offered me this great arrangement and the title and theme that he thought might make an interesting subject matter. Initially, I was scratching my head as the topic seemed too vast but then the ideas started to attach themselves to his melodies and I was hooked. Humans en masse appear to be taking wrong-turnings and making things worse rather than better. This is me letting off a little steam with Rod's help. Thanks for taking the time to listen.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix.
Me - Vocals and lyrics
Photograph - Courtesy of Douglas Corrance

Reverse Entropy (by Rodolfo Planes and Mark J Bennett)
We drift from order to chaos,
Like it’s the norm.
Without a sense of pathos,
To see the storm.
Following your safe instinct,
Where it may go,
Or go where you are told.

We let others cloud our vision,
Like they know best.
What happened to our ambition
Never addressed.
Following your safe instinct,
Where it may go,
Before we get too old

You have the choice,
When you have the will,
And it’s backed with the,
Knowledge, and fulfilled by skill.
 
We fall for the theorists,
Like it’s gospel.
Go find yourself some realists,
Who’re less hostile.
Following your safe instinct,
Where it may go,
While you still have a hold.

We’ve been duped at every turn,
By those we trust.
Without alarm or concern,
Now we are bust.
Following your safe instinct,
Where it may go,
If you can still feel bold.

You have the choice,
When you have the will,
And it’s backed with the,
Knowledge and fulfilled by skill.

All our futures are in your hands
With all that it commands
Focus on how it now all stands
Before making your demands.

Reverse Entropy - Continental Collision (by Rodolfo Planes and Mark J Bennett)

Art Expressed in Music – Dali's Eccentricity, Feat. Belial Pelegrim
March 2024
Duration: 3:30
Listen to the Playlist: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting:  The Persistence of Memory
Bruce Klepper: music composition with melting clocks (“soft watches”) and sound effects
Belial Pelegrim: sound design
Listen to Belial's brilliant electronic music: https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim
John-Marc Ventimiglia: tool to create the melting clocks (“soft watches”), gliss and panning tools, Dali sound clips Visit: https://soundcloud.com/john-marc-ventimiglia
Salvador Dalí (May 11, 1904 - January 23, 1989) was a Spanish surrealist artist renowned for his technical skill, precise draftsmanship, and the striking and bizarre images in his work. Born in Figueres, Catalonia, Spain, Dalí received his formal education in fine arts in Madrid. Influenced by Impressionism and the Renaissance masters from a young age he became increasingly attracted to Cubism and avant-garde movements. He moved closer to Surrealism in the late 1920s and joined the Surrealist group in 1929, soon becoming one of its leading exponents. His best-known work, “The Persistence of Memory” was completed in August 1931, and is one of the most famous Surrealist paintings.  “The Persistence of Memory” epitomizes Dalí's theory of "softness" and "hardness", which was central to his thinking at the time. As one art historian wrote: "The soft watches are an unconscious symbol of the relativity of space and time, a Surrealist meditation on the collapse of our notions of a fixed cosmic order". This interpretation suggests that Dalí was incorporating an understanding of the world introduced by Albert Einstein's theory of relativity.  In August 1929, Dalí met his lifelong muse and future wife Gala, who was a Russian immigrant ten years his senior.  Dalí and Gala lived in France throughout the Spanish Civil War (1936 to 1939) before leaving for the United States in 1940 where he achieved commercial success. He returned to Spain in 1948 where he developed his "nuclear mysticism" style, based on his interest in classicism, mysticism, and recent scientific developments. Dalí's artistic repertoire included painting, graphic arts, film, sculpture, design and photography, at times in collaboration with other artists. He also wrote fiction, poetry, autobiography, essays and criticism. Major themes in his work include dreams, the subconscious, sexuality, religion, science and his closest personal relationships. His eccentric and ostentatious public behavior often drew more attention than his artwork. In 1968, Dalí bought a castle in Púbol for Gala, and from 1971 she would retreat there for weeks at a time, Dalí having agreed not to visit without her written permission. His fears of abandonment and estrangement from his longtime artistic muse, Gala, contributed to depression and failing health. In 1980, at the age of 76, Dalí's health deteriorated sharply and he was treated for depression, drug addiction, and Parkinson-like symptoms, including a severe tremor in his right arm. Dali was obsessed with death. Feeling that any every moment he needed to be alive. At the end of his life, he is quoted as saying he was eccentric because he needed to show that he was alive as versus his brother who died very young and his family always referred to him as his brother. On the morning of January 23, 1989, Dalí died of cardiac arrest at the age of 84. He is buried in the crypt below the stage of his Theatre- Museum in Figueres. 
For strings, flute, trumpet, trombone, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion.

Art Expressed In Music - Dali's Eccentricity, Feat. Belial Pelegrim

A remix ? Why ? cause i recently re listened to this song and realized i didn't pay justice to Georg s great work . All i have to say is sorry Georg mon ami :))) Hope this one repairs the prejudice !!!

Qui Tu Es Special Georg Remix

Dani and i the night before the launch of our new record just trying to shake off the cobwebs as we have had a few weeks without  jamming and now we better get our shit together: )  Album info .......The Rat Palace was our studio from when we first started seriously working together in 2016 until the landlords decided it was time for the artists to go and the tourists to come. It had been Mat's base since 2009 and hosted dozens of artists and musicians since it first started in 2006.
As the name suggests the place was run down, lacked various things like hot water, proper access and heating but it had a vibe, and the people we shared the space with all felt and helped to create it....Creativity was everywhere, day after night after day for years.
These 7 improvisations are a tiny fraction of the jams we had there, just a few highlights from 100s of jams. They are raw, unpolished and unconcerned with anything outside the moment. We rarely 'rehearsed' as such at the Rat Palace - just played.
Things come and things go - Vale Rat Palace, you were amazing.

Kirby/Ward - Album launch Improv

version1:
https://soundcloud.com/fuwatt/supercell-is-approaching-version1

Supercell Is Approaching (version2)

https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/walking-open-collaboration-offer
another wonderful open collab offer by Paul, perfect to make a romantic Alto Saxophone addition :-)
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Mastering 
joerxworx: Sax and post editing
artwork: with help of the wonderful illustration by jensenartofficial on pixabay

Walking // by Paploviante // alto sax remix

A QUOI SERT-IL CET USTENSILE
EN QUOI NOUS EST-IL UTILE?

C’EST JUSTE UN DEAL
UN PEU DÉBILE
UNE ARNAQUE MERCANTILE

COMBIEN ÇA COÛTE ET QU’EST-CE QUE ÇA RAPPORTE
PRENDRE LA ROUTE CLAQUER LA PORTE  
COMBIEN

QUEL TEMPS FAIT-IL À NASHVILLE
ICI IL NOUS PLEUT DES TUILES 
ET DE MÉNILMUCHE À BELLEVILLE
DE NOS AMOURS QUE RESTE-T-IL

QUOIQU’IL EN COUTE ET QUOI QUE ÇA RAPPORTE
CLAQUER LA ROUTE PRENDRE LA PORTE
COMBIEN ?

JE PRENDS LA ROUTE JE CLAQUE LA PORTE
MARCHE AVANT TOUTES ET QUE LE DIABLE M’EMPORTE
AU LOIN
COMBIEN ?

OUAIS MOI JE FILE JE ME DÉFILE
SOUS UN CIEL INDÉLÉBILE

DE VILLE EN VILLE
SANS DOMICILE
DIRECTION BLUEBERRY HILL

COUTE QUE COUTE SE FOUTRE À LA PORTE
TAILLER LA ROUTE Y’A QUE ÇA QUI RAPPORTE
COMBIEN

LE TEMPS NOUS FILE ENTRE LES CILS
EN LARMES DE CROCODILE

A QUOI SERT-IL CET USTENSILE
EN QUOI PUIS-JE VOUS ÊTRE UTILE?

ET LOIN DES VILLES HORS DES CHEMINS
FINIR TRANQUILLE VIVRE SA FIN
ENFIN

USTENSILE (Lyrics)

Danger, Run

An Unfilled Void

Who crosses whose line? 
Track inspired by 'Axis Crossline'...an old piece reflecting on an incursion of two 'out of town' poisoners in Salisbury a few years ago. 
A line was crossed....but it carries on....

 https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/axis-crossline?in=windscaleblues/sets/axis&si=30a0967228ff44c0831e40632caa9cd7&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Pic from denofopulence c/o Pinterest.

Crossing Lines

Collaboration

Check out Ramixjoe ♈︎ music
https://soundcloud.com/josef-schweinzer

Move Yourself

Move Yourself -with Ramixjoe ♈︎

Written, performed and recorded by Neli Coko, all rights reserved, 2024. Headphones welcome. 
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Thank you for listening :) 
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Lyrics:
It´s all so beautiful, it´s oh so beautiful :II
Your eyes, your smile, your voice, your mind
Your hands, your charm, your thoughts, your moods
It´s all so beautiful, it´s oh so beautiful :II
Your strength, your brain, your pain your doubt
Your back, your lips, your food, your arts
It´s all so beautiful, it´s oh so beautiful :II
Your words, your hope, your skills, your home
Your heart, your soul, your kiss, your care, your love
It´s all so beautiful, it´s oh so beautiful :II

Beautiful

I BRING THE NOISE  feat. IPG1 & Paploviante
IPG1: Vocals 
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/i-bring-the-noise-vocals-86-bpm
Paploviante: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Lillithe: Backing Track, Production and Arrangement

I Bring The Noise feat. IPG1 & Paploviante

Winds On The Hill

We may not have traveled far and wide,  but Keith has a way of transporting us all over the world through his curious mind and love of history. So, why are we in Italy? Simply put, Keith loves Vespas ;)  Actually, he loves the idea of the band touring Italy on Vespas, funky hipster wheels and recording tunes as we go.  The "Sock Puppets" was a theme Keith developed as he created some videos depicting travels with the WAG puppets.
Vesari Corridor is one adventure from the Album Keith wanted to develop, found here: https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons
Join Keith, Kevin, and I as we travel around Italy, taking in some famous landmarks and enjoying a lot of Kevin's favourite red wines.

Lyrics:
Vasari Corridor

Da,da,da,da,dah…… Da,da,da,da,dah……(nonchalantly strolling along, minding own business:)
Down the corridor …of Vasari.

I found a secret place…somewhere safe for us to go
No prying eyes in this narrow space…a hidden alley that I know
Down the corridor…of Vasari

Da, da, dah, da, da, dah …he’s waiting.  
Da, da, dah, da, da, dah …he’s waiting

We are not allowed in here… (Do-do-do-do) If we’re careful, we’ll be fine
Avoid the blade, avoid the fear… (Do- do-do-do) and we will live till next time
Down the corridor…of Vasari

If there was a way to avoid this…hiding and subterfuge
(Down the corridor…of Vasari)
I found a secret place, somewhere safe for us to go…
(Down the corridor…down the corridor…of Vasari)
Somewhere safe for us to go…go…go…go…

(The chase commences…)

Stab him in the back…He’s never going back!
He’s Medici…He’s Medici   (repeats)

Wigmore: synths, production
Allen: Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Gibbons: Lyrics, Vocals

Vesari Corridor (He's Medici)

The Smoking Trout continue our tale of the Quest for the Holy Dumpling. This time we're joined by our biggest crew yet! Stonerjazz (Jeff) got us started and somehow the whole process unfolded quite organically from there. TexMex Shaman (Stephen), Jo Richter, Tot (Masa), Jeff and Tea R Sea (Terry) are regularly recurring members of the band. We are happy to welcome Wivresse (Carine) and Neil Harding as new guest contributors. This was tons of fun as always, and a truly global collaboration spanning Japan, France, Germany, UK, and USA.

Stonerjazz (@user-911083679) --- Words, Vocals, Guitar (pt II)
TexMex Shaman (@texmex-shaman) --- Guitar (pt III)
Wivresse (@wivresse2) --- Xaphoon, Vocals, Water sounds & percussion
Tot. (@tot-beat) --- Drums,Bongo & main beat
Jo Richter (@sonic-textures) --- Thundersheet, Instrumental prelude & words (pt I)
Neil Harding (@user-484622070) --- Spoken word vocals (pt I)
Tea R. Sea (@tea_are_sea) --- Production, Synths (pt II), Sound effects (pt I)

Catch up on the Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a
Listen to the Land of Zed, Smoking Trout's debut album: on.soundcloud.com/WB34q

LYRICS

(Part I - Vocals by Neil Harding / Words by Jo Richter)

Those individuals on wheels had a hard time finding their feed. Hungry they were - for that special dumpling that connects you to anything pagans and believers alike deem holy. Although endowed with holgraphic properties, you can't walk on clouds unless they are numbered. They kept drifting upwards, therefore, slowly upwards until they hit the ceiling called Mars. Mars always happens to be where your head needs something to bump against. That's the nature of war.

(Part II - Words & Vocals by Stonerjazz)

It turned out
there was never any doubt
about
how it was gonna be

ya know it's hard sometimes
to get a grip
drifting in the corridors of time

everybody on the bus
runnin hard and hot
some of us holograms
except for Gus
he's an Alien from outer space
waiting for the rendezvous
at the window of the launch
in Oaxaca down in Mexico
Where the magic mushrooms grow

And his bus
a shuttle from the mother ship
disguised as a 1983 GMC
infinity
He's from another Galaxy
searching for the holy dumpling
just like you and me.

Hope we find that dumpling soon
maybe it's on the moon
traveling at the speed of light
we could get there sometime later on tonight

(Part III - Vocals by Wivresse)

Except for Gus (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #9)

Another track from the Mike Fox and Gaz Brownie stable , if you haven't checked out Gaz yet , please do , there's a rawness and quality to his voice that's a winner every time ! This song has trusty Greg Willis on Sax , really works ! On the 8th of April is a Country song by myself and Tony Harris , and another by us on the 22nd . In between those 2 tracks me and Charlotte have a great song out on the 15th , and we're working on a belter , so watch this space ! Plus I've nearly finished an orchestral rock song with lyrics by New Yorker Andrea Brennan , huge song ! Thank you for your continued support !

Find My Heart (feat. Greg Willis)

Find My Heart ( Fox and Brownie feat Greg Willis )

Cycling

Track shows a very delicate theme and a quite hard-riffed part, both alternating and finally flowing up to an endless symphonic dream (words are half a poem I wrote previously (not these, but lyrics below)).

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)  /  Don’t you wake up (Only a dream)

No... despierta... no... no despiertes  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up
no, cuidado... no despiertes, na na na na na...  /  no, take care ... don’t you wake up, na na na na na…
... despierta al fin y date cuenta  /  ... wake up at last and realize
de que todo ha sido un sueño, na na na na na...  /  everything has been a dream, na na na na na...

Una vez más, nervios y resentimiento,  /  Once again, nerves and resentment,
todo en mi vida es sueño, sólo ha sido eso.  /  everything in my life is a dream, it has only been so.

Y de nuevo, con el tiempo,  /  And again, with time,
incubando un nuevo sueño,  /  incubating a new dream,
me voy hundiendo en mis propios brazos,  /  I am sinking in my own arms,
me acuno, me canto y me voy acostumbrando...  /  cradle myself, sing to myself and get used...

Otro escenario, otros personajes,  /  Another stage, other characters,
la misma historia, na na na na na...  /  the same story, na na na na na...
que durará un día, un milenio,  /  which will last one day, a millenium,
toda mi vida, na na na na na...  /  all my life, na na na na na...

Pero sin duda vendrán a despertarme  /  But undoubtedly the laughs of people
las risas de la gente, alguna tarde.  /  will come to wake me up, any evening.

Y entonces, con miedo...  /  And then, fearfully...

No... despierta… no… no despiertes (…)  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up (…)