Real cool groove...simple...but excellent&brilliant!Oh~Yeah!

Very cool fusion of Jazz, progressive Rock and electro. I lofe your Style :)

wonderful free made music! totally trippy!

Some wonderful raw energy rising from this snowscape! Much depth and space. Love work FuWatt! Durge

This is very different and very cool! 👍👍

STAY IN THE ALLURE OF THE NIGHT

My humble contribution to the popular musical magna opera that may be understood as 'Lost in space.'

Far From Home

In The Corner Of The Night

I'm very pleased to get to work with Karl's music yet again as we have collaborated on many projects together. When I first heard 'Haust' (Icelandic for Autumn), I was haunted by the richness of the bowed sound and the grinding industrial textures that spoke to me about the extreme environment in Iceland (https://soundcloud.com/sesar/haust). I asked Karl if I could contribute and a few weeks later I'm proud to present our 8th collaboration.

Music, instrumentation, arrangement and production - https://soundcloud.com/sesar
Lyrics/Vocals - me
Image - Douglas Corrance

What was grey becomes black, 
That sinking feeling, 
As darkness falls, 
Dark falls.  

Dawn's late, later still, 
That sinking feeling, 
As darkness falls, 
Dark falls.  

Grey to black as darkness falls.

Darkness Falls by Sesar & Mark J Bennett

Dropkick the Sun on Feb. 10th - Mash up by the amazing Mahan Mahan 

https://soundcloud.com/mahan-mahan

Vocals courtesy of How To Loot Brazil www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail…bpm-pop-acapella

Instrumental sample taken from Screach @Bobby-Brady track February Bobby-brady – February

Mixed & Mastered by Mahan² @ Pahlavi Sound Studios, Los Angeles, California, USA 91304

Dropkick the Sun on Feb 10th (Mahan² Mash-Up : Screach & How To Loot Brazil)

Paola Madeleine:  Vocals
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mix & Master
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass, Vocals

This song is based on the great series "The Chosen", which portrays Jesus in a very different way than usual. Here you can see why He wowed people so much! Many thanks to Paola for her incredible vocals and to Ben for friendship and musical support!

He will come  ft. PAOLA MADELEINE

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Winter Wolf

Wheelwright: voice https://soundcloud.com/wheelwright
Beckenstein: music, lyrics, vocal melody, instruments

Fictive Sisters is a Trans-Atlantic online collaboration between Wheelwright and Jonathan Beckenstein.
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hibernating
the days grow dark
suffocating
so pull your boots on
walk out the door

frozen ridge line
and silver moon
distant tree line
the sleeping forest
is under snow

crystal flakes will crunch underfoot
icicles agleam
father winter will tread by your side
to the frosted stream

calculating
the solstice tide
enervating
procrastinating
walk out the door

frigid meadow
in moonlight glaze
dormant willow
is waiting naked
for your embrace

crystal flakes will crunch underfoot
icicles agleam
father winter will tread by your side
to the frosted stream
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Michael and I will be introducing two new songs in roughly a month, and at that time the Fictive Sisters album "Immaculate Distraction" will be available on Bandcamp. We will let you know when and provide a link. Thanks always for your listening!

image from Wikipedia

Father Winter (with Wheelwright)(Fictive Sisters)

additional cello Barbara Browning

T’AS CASSÉ TA POUPÉE ALORS    
TA POUPÉE S’EST CASSÉE

TE REVOILÀ SEUL MAÎTRE À BORD
CORPS ET CŒUR FRACASSÉS 

T’AS VOULU RECOLLER LES MOR
CEAUX ET TOUT RAPIÉCER

MAIS L’AMOUR QUAND C’EST MORT C’EST MORT
QUAND C’EST CASSÉ CASSÉ

T’AS CASSÉ TA  POUPÉE ALORS           
TA POUPÉE S’EST CASSÉE

TE REVOILÀ SEUL MERDE ALORS
MAIS QU’EST-CE QUI S’EST PASSÉ

T’AS CASSÉ TA POUPÉE ALORS
TA POUPÉE T’A CASSÉ.

POUPÉE CASSÉE (Lyrics)

The Long Night Of Spirit Darkness

Special thanks to Ian Greaves for his generosity, his constant support, his trust and for these great vocal and lyrics! And thank you to you all!! ✌️❤️️
Ian Greaves aka IPG1 (@ipg1): Vocals and Lyrics
KidOfEarth : Mix, Arrangement and Production
Vocal: Ipg1 – Purple-microdot-the-allure-pt-2-vocals-135-bpm
Producers that have submitted mixes so far:
soundcloud.com/ipg1/sets/purple-microdot-pt-2-producers
*Published under license Creative commons license(CC BY-NC-ND)
creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/
Lyrics:
This that acid drop - mind corrupt
Drop that purple microdot
Fear not - if the time stops -
and the clock refuse to TikTok
Full throttle — speeding - roadblock
brain cell just don’t give a fuck
Tie dye - sandals — dreadlocks
Woodstock — type — Hip-Hop
mesmerized by the kilowatt
my brain — become a hotspot
Am I human — Am I God —
preparing for — the aftershock
the aftershock — the aftershock
Hell yeah — and why not — it’s still that purple
microdot — microdot — microdot
Chorus
Think twice before you say no
Charisma — come on let’s go
The moves — without Ego
The smile — or the combo
It’s good times — and Convo
Cant avoid it - so you want some more
The allure — of an outlaw (X3)
Guitar riffs and jazz lines — like rainbows and sunshine
No limits no guidelines — I’ll start off with a peace sign
don’t even try to undermine — Or I’ll peal back your hairline —
Love it when the stars align — You know I’mer get mine
time stop — brain cells begin to pop
From the bottom to the top — a mental — hotspot
Mesmerizing sound — kicking kilowatts
From that purple microdot
God status — here we go at last —
from the bottom to the top — break that hour glass —
So why you think your teeth are shattering — so damn fast
It a personal experience — a one man class
No sleep for those who know — the afterglow
Are Y’all ready for the show — Y’all ready for the show…..
no malice establish — and it’s hitting on the spot
A God’s made — for love — that — purple microdot
This that aftershock — that aftershock — that aftershock
From that acid drop — Mind corrupt — Mind corrupt
time stop — brain cell begin to pop
From the bottom to the top — a mental — hotspot
Mesmerizing sound — kicking kilowatts
From that purple microdot — From that purple microdot
——Chorus ——
Feeding off the sound like a starving vampire
music in my blood turns a spark into fire
The progeny of lyrics — rhythm tunes — desire
Made to Pierce your soul — like a suit of Bob-wire
Hang tight and ride this storm of — forget me Nut
Left-brain — right track — it’s called — purple microdot
And you know I’ll be back here — from — time to time
Fucking with your mind — at the drop of a dime
Underground— under the tongue— paint a mental picture
yo—you’ll never really know when the acids gonna hit y

Purple Microdot - The Allure / IPG1 Collaboration / See the description! Enjoy! 💣❤️️✌️

I was a bike messenger. It never leaves you. 

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40 quarters
in your pocket
strap your helmet
grab a lane
asphalt pinball
in the morning

rocket on
marathon

trucks and taxis
coming at you 
double dance move
get away
asphalt pinball
it’s a hustle

canvass bag
cargo tags

cop in bike lane
traffic ticket
time is wasting 
run away

open car door
broken window
glass on pavement 
shitty day

chain links clicking
through Manhattan
red light running
all the way
asphalt pinball
burning muscles

it’s the same
in the rain
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photo by Max Bender via Unsplash.com

Thanks to Wheelwright for his sage suggestion to include backing vocals.

Asphalt Pinball

Well i have been promising myself for some time now to have a mid life crises, but i fear i may have left it too late because I'm probably TOO OLD  to have a mid life crises, so instead i wrote a song that to my mind and from Observing my friend who was young enough to  had a midlife crises i think this song encompasses most of the elements associated with a Male Mid life crises, if i have left any out please let me know and i can add them in ...ha ha 

Written, played and produced by Yours Truly: Johnny Mc .
I'm going to have me a mid life crises
I don't care what the price is  
I'm going to buy me a Strat 
I'm going to get me a Tat 
I'm going to roll those dices

Mid Life Crises

Mill Lane is our temporary rehearsal space this year - located in the nth suburbs of Hobart its a huge warehouse that is in the process of being emptied of museum equipment. Each week the space gets bigger and more cathedral like as the crates go out the roller door. Heres a little taste from the other night.. you will need to excuse me on 2 fronts - My zoom seems to be reaching the end of its life so the recordings is pretty scratchy and 2 I reckon i am a bit out of tune... anyway the energy is good and the ears locked in to what the other musician is doing which I guess is the main thing. Happy Riffing

Kirby/Ward riffing at Mill Lane

This is a song that I created with a few different songs in mind, most prominently Us and Them and Deep Blue Day. I needed drums, though, so I sent it to my friend Ken who added those and some acoustic guitar--exactly as I wanted them to sound. Then I sent it to Tez who added a ripping electric guitar. He also produced and mixed the whole thing. And what an expert job he did, as always. For anyone paying attention, this is a remix of the song A Separate Reality we all released two weeks ago. it's less heavy on the electric guitar and heavier on the keys. The desired effect is that it's a more relaxing version. We hope it has that effect on you!

Mixed Up Reality (with Llanpsych and K2 and the Three [and Four])

Firstly on easy listening 6/4 bars, I cut some notes out of the main theme so as to give it dynamism, and finally obtained a prime amalgam of 17 quarter notes. I hid any recognizable thing in the accompaniment, and for the organic lines (voice and guitars) I tried the strong rhythm would not fix too much the melodies, first paying a lot of attention, and finally ... just letting me go.

Translated lyrics:

Oídos sordos (17 negras)  /  Deaf ears (17 quarter notes)

Quiero gritar todo lo que siento, estando solo;  /   I want to shout out everything I feel, being alone;
pero gritándolo al viento y si no contesta,  /  but shouting it at the wind and if it doesn’t answer,
dime, ¿de qué me sirve? (bis)  /  tell me, how does that help me? (bis)

Todos los vientos conocen mi historia  /  All the winds know my story
pero no hacen nada.  /  but they don’t do anything.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

He estado aquí y allí gritando como un loco,  /  I’ve been here and there screaming like a madman,
pero todo sigue igual.  /  but it’s all the same.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

Ahora sé que no sirve de nada;  /  Now I know it’s no use;
el viento sois todos que callais al verme,  /  all of you are the wind, silent when you see me,
y dejáis que hable y hable,  /  and letting me speak and speak,
y dejáis que hable y hable y hable.  /  and letting me speak and speak and speak.

No creo que vuelva mañana  /  I don’t think I’ll be back tomorrow
a escuchar vuestro silencio.  /  to listen to your silence.
Quiero encontrar a alguien. (bis)  /  I want to find someone. (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)
Image: "Red eared cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Oídos sordos (17 negras)

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