V-SOHO

Cast of characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass, composition
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and synth
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken — drums and percussion
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- clavinet, VST saxophone solo, VST horns, effects, production editing
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Telecaster HHS electric guitrar
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — vocals and lyrics

This song began back at the beginning of the summer, when Josh was messing around on his electric piano and found a structure to which to add his bass. As soon as he opened the project to the rest of Eclectic Collective, JJ jumped right in, adding his thrilling organ and ethereal background synth. Thus, Josh dropped his original e. piano part in favor of JJ's new parts. Ken was next up, adding the drums in reverse order from how he and Josh usually do it. Ken is very skilled at being able to add drums to a pre-existing bass line, which he displays in here. He also added the clever auxilary percussion you hear throughout. Mark was next to the trough, adding his funky clavinet, as well as his sax solo you hear lighting it up in there. He also added some well composed horns toward the end, not to be confused with JJ's synth. 
  Then it was time for the guitarists to do their thing. Stephen added the strong, melodic solos in the first two breaks with his guitar and wah pedal. After Tez added his thrilling solos at the end, Stephen went back in and added the funky rhythm guitar part. Tez also added the funky guitar riffs throughout the verses.
  All that was left was to get Carl in on the action, as he is the newest core member of Eclectic Collective. He wrote a poem and sung it in his signature, wild style for us.
  This is Eclectic Collective at its almost full strength, pulling six musicians from two different continents and four different countries together to create a song. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.
   On a side note, this will be Eclectic Collective's last song for two weeks. As most of you know, we release a song every Thursday at midnight. Due to vacation and travel at the end of summer, we'll be skipping  next Friday, the 15th, but should be returning the following Friday, the 22nd. We may also put something out this coming Tuesday, the 12th, so please stay tuned. Can't thank enough those of you who tune in regularly and support us every week. 
Original lyrics by The Beautiful Dark:



The Get Down - The Eclectic Collective

Set Free  by Glenny G ( August 14th 2025 )
A reflective journey exploring a vast length of time that has passed. I thought I would release this one today as food for thought and comments. Cheers from Glenny G

Set Free (Original)

I have been using a CPAP machine for several months.  I am sleeping much better and I decided to take a stab at writing a song about it.  
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Continuous positive airway pressure (CPAP) therapy is a common treatment for obstructive sleep apnea. A CPAP machine uses a hose connected to a mask or nosepiece to deliver constant and steady air pressure to help you breathe while you sleep.
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Copyright 2025
Vocals, Lyrics and Chords: Joe Stroffolino
Guitars:  Joe Stroffolino: Taylor 114ce (two guitar strumming tracks) and Fender Squire Picking track
Drums:  Programmed using EZ drummer 3
Bass:  Pg Music Midi track with .vst sound from Native instruments Rickenbacker
Organ: Joe Stroffolino: Playing Midi Keyboard with vintage B3 Organ sound from Logic Pro
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Cover art:  Real (Non-AI) Photo of a Halloween Skeleton wearing my actual CPAP mask  (I was going to take a picture of me wearing the mask but believe it or not, the skeleton looks more attractive) 
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CPAP Lyrics: 
I was snoring, so I had a sleep study, and they gave me a CPAP machine
It took a bit of getting used to, it was uncomfortable at first, but now it’s part of my nightly routine
When I first put on that CPAP mask, I tried to pretend I was like Darth Vader, part man and part machine, but actually I look more l like Jason in that hockey mask on Friday the thirteenth
The doctor said if I don’t wear that mask, I’ll be gasping for breath all night long and I know I’d better keep wearing it, if I want my heart and brain to stay strong.  I just wish I looked a little bit more sexy while I was wearing it.
Every night when I go to bed I wear a mask that covers my mouth and my nose and on the top of my head, connected to the mask, there’s a big, long hose.
They say when it comes to romance, you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover 
 But something about that CPAP mask makes me thinks it’s goanna be hard to find myself a new lover.
The doctor said if I don’t wear that mask, I’ll be gasping for breath all night long and I know I’d better keep wearing it, if I want my heart and brain to stay strong. I just wish I looked a little bit more sexy while I was wearing it.
Sometime you gotta try to put things in perspective
Sometimes you gotta try to be a little bit more objective
Sometimes you just gotta put function over form
Sometimes you gotta be willing to deviate from the norm
The doctor said if I don’t wear that mask, I’ll be gasping for breath all night long and I know I’d better keep wearing it, if I want my heart and brain to stay strong.
I know it’s very important to follow all the proper medical advice and I have every intention to keep using my CPAP device.  I just wish I looked a little bit more sexy while I was wearing it.

CPAP

Sunrise (Inst.)

en pensant à Platon ( peu de Socrates aujourdhui, à l'heure où règnent pourtant et pullulent les nouveaux sophistes, je veux dire les "experts" autoproclamés qui tout en ne sachant rien, peuvent parler de tout, et préfèrent en tout la force de l'opinion immédiate à la recherche lente et assidue de la vérité

Dialogue avec l'Idée

After an exceptionally English song (I now have a separate page for those), I would like to share an older song from the 80s, for which I have always been looking for a voice, as with all the songs here. It is about what are probably the most difficult moments after a breakup, when the conflict between pain and hope hits you the hardest.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, vocals by suno 4.5+

Silent, deep night
Still no word from you, not a sign
To tell me if you're coming
Tonight
It's not easy for me to understand
That you're somewhere
And forgetting me
Tonight

Waiting without purpose
So long, so many endless hours
And I can't find peace
Where are you?
I know you explained everything to me
And yet I still don't understand
That it
Was just that

But maybe
Someday
This night will pass too
It may be
That then
It won't hurt anymore, we'll see
But maybe
The day will come
When I can forget you
Someday
Someday
Someday

Sometimes a noise
I startle awake and think it's you
But I look into nothingness
Tonight
It captivates me and holds me captive
This waiting for you
And you
Don't come

But maybe
Someday
This night will also pass
It may be
That then
It won't hurt anymore, we'll see
But maybe
The day will come
When I can forget you
What I can't
Do yet
Maybe I can someday
But maybe
Someday
This night will pass too
It could be
Someday
And I'll get over it
But maybe
The day will come
When I can forget you
What I can't
Do yet

Stille

Best brother

Thinking Right Thinking True Anything Can Come To You

Written by James Geer

Standing by the river
On uncle Cosmos farm
Let it wash my troubles away
Cleanse the consternation
So it won’t do no harm
Wash from me obnoxious thoughts that weigh
Wash away, wash away
Clear my conscience for another day
Standing by the river
On uncle Cosmos farm
Washing consternation away

Chucking that potato
On cosmic bowling night
Roll my consternation down the lane
Roll away my troubles
The pins can take the fight
Free me from obnoxious fhoughts again
Roll away, roll away
Clear my conscience for another day
Chucking that potato 
On cosmic bowling night
Rolling consternation away

Standing by the bonfires 
A cold November night
Burning consternation away
Fires warm and comforting 
The smoke goes out of sight
Taking with it troubles in flight
Burn away, burn away
Clear my conscience for another day
Standing by the bonfires 
A cold November night
Burning consternation away

Consternation

jaming in the garden 3

Only very slightly evil hippy of the old tradition.
1 guy, strat, Yamaha acoustic. iPad. substances.
I’m no Conway Twitty. 😕
Listening pleasure proportionate to cannabis intake.