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December Friends

This is a very personal little collection of comforting happysad tunes to help you through the winter. Definitely for after the party.

Winter Comforts

Related tracks: Westbeth Catacombs

Grian Óg

Related tracks: Loss (The Eclectic Collective)

Words and music written by Bartley Charles Mastin
Performed by Bartley Charles Mastin
Copyright 2022 All Rights Reserved

Pass Me Down Three

Words and music written by Bartley Charles Mastin
Performance by Bartley Charles Mastin
Copyright 2004 All Rights Reserved

Lyrics:
Well her name is Katie Blue
That girl will sure put a spell on you
No matter where you go or what you do
All you’ll think about is Katie Blue

When she turns and looks at you
Your heart’s gonna melt in two
And you’ll feel this way too
All you’ll think about is Katie Blue

Long ago
Not so Long ago
You thought you always
Be alone

Well her name is Katie Blue
That girl will sure put a spell on you
You’ll see that it’s true
All you’ll think about is Katie Blue

Yeah you’ll feel this way too
All you’ll think about is Katie Blue


Katie Blue

Words and music written by Bartley Charles Mastin
Performance and production by Bartley Charles Mastin
Copyright 2023 All Rights Reserved

Tuning: Open D

Lyrics:
Ten miles into the woods
Three hundred miles out
Everything changing	
And I’ve been cut out

I’ve got you
I’ve got you
I know you won’t let me down

The words that they’ve chosen  
Cut like a knife
It's no way to live now 
It's no kind of life

But You’ve got me
You’ve got me
You know I won’t let you down

Harmonica break

They’ve chosen their cages 
They’ll never be free
A prison of mirrors
Yet they’ll never see

I’ve got you
You’ve got me
And now it’s time for us to break free
Yes now it’s time for us to break free

Break

I Am Not There Anymore

Through the Roses

Words and music written by Bartley Charles Mastin
Performance by Bartley Charles Mastin
Copyright 2023 All Rights Reserved

Lyrics:
She said no no no
When we reached they winding road
So I tipped my hat goodbye
Underneath a big blue cotton sky

Oh me 
What a world now
Oh my 
How things have changed
Go ahead on then 
Won’t you please just met me be
Cause I got nothing let for you to take

The spring has come and gone
And fall will soon be here 
The leaves are showin’ change
And your cool breeze makes it clear

Oh me 
What a world now
Oh my 
How things have changed
Go ahead on then 
Won’t you please just met me be
Cause I got nothing let for you to take

Bridge:
Down we go
Round we go
Never know 
No you never know


What A World

This is a track I uploaded a while back and somehow made it private by accident.  This is more of a melancholy bit of upbeat.  Like grasping on to something great at a heavy down time. It's hard to explain how this particular track comes across, but I truly hope you enjoy it!

Coverallsalt

Claire's Not Real / Still Corridor

Still Corridor

EnergetixGod

Es una música de   inspiración en forma  transformadora de   pensamiento  sicodélico

enlace descarga-link dounwload buy

www.safecreative.org/user/Home+dj

Sicodelico´s

2.Sicodely  water

safe

This is a test upload via mobile phone, a first.
The lyrics are in the image.
It does not seem possible to tag this as a 'poetry soundscape', insist on the copyright, confine distribution to the sc platform or do other more refined things.
Sc-mastering would be helpful in this case but is not part of the mobile sc experience 
The first description was lost to the void.
I am not pleased with the restrictions associated with the mobile upload experience on sc.
You will therefore not see me publish anything in the coming weeks.

calories

A symphonic metal composition that channels the fierce intensity of Capricorns, this intricate piece weaves together an eclectic fusion of classical orchestration, blistering thrash metal riffs, and rhythmic hip-hop elements. The dynamic interplay of soaring strings and thunderous percussion creates a dramatic soundscape, while aggressive guitar solos and intricate time signatures evoke a sense of unrelenting fury and ambition. This multifaceted opus not only showcases technical prowess but also embodies a visceral narrative of perseverance and emotional depth.

The Capricorn Rage

Taste of rich chocolate with sweet raspberries.

Chocolate Dessert - Valentino

litle bit of Deadmau5 and Alan Walker inspired mix of EDM trance combo . all original just what was in my mind . very fun working on this. 

😉 

Cybermaus

Pigz

How We Bullfrogs Go About

Pipeline 2

For My Listeners

At key moments in my life I have come across songs and other art forms - books, lyrics, poetry - that were exactly the right thing that I needed to help me through it. 

This is one of the reasons I do this work. 

I hope some listeners find some healing from this - this is for you. 

Credits:
A big thank you to Axel for approaching me for a song, and for handling this version so beautifully. 

Original Song Arrangement, Lyrics, Vocals, Vocal Arrangement: Tam Jennifer 
Music, Production, New Chords and Musical Arrangement: Axel Menningen
https://on.soundcloud.com/T9HezDWMSEmsq2nr9

Other versions:

This song has two mixes, Axel and I decided to release one on each of our accounts. We found it hard to choose between them - but luckily we each favoured a different one(ever so slightly! - so hard to choose!), and this seemed like a great solution. 

And there is also the original Demo that I recorded in 2021.

Original:
https://soundcloud.com/teejaymusicasides/time-alone-demo-tam-jennifer?si=bd416bf47c254ae894aaf41faa22a053&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

The Other Mix:
https://soundcloud.com/axel-m-501052973/time-alone-feat-tam-jennifer?si=77ded4b4a88449cc98f49b512f5261cf&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Lyrics:
I worked up a sense of self,
Being all by myself,
Time alone,
No time with others.
.
Worked up a sense of self,
Growing up by myself,
Was time alone,
Without a mother.
.
And I know, and I know, and I know,
This is not forever. No.
And I know, and I know, we'll never be, together,
Again.
.
Oh I know, and I know, and I know,
Self made is clever. Oh.
But I know, oh I know, we'll never be,
Forever, again.
.
I worked up a sense of self,
Being all by myself.
Time alone,
No time with others.
.
Worked up a sense of self,
All by myself.
Cos time alone, means,
No time with others.
.
Come to me darling, oh oh.
To the place where the horizon meets up with the sun.
Run to me darling, my dear.
Drift away so we can play,
In Neverland.
.
No no no, no no, no no.
No no no, no no, no no.
.
I worked up a sense of self,
Being all by myself.
Time alone,
No time with others.
.
I worked up a sense of self,
Being all by myself.
Time alone,
Without you!
.
Don't say you love me, no oh oh oh.
Cos I see the look in your eyes and I know.
Don't say you love me no oh oh oh.
Cos I miss you more when you're next to me than when you, go.
.
Time alone, oh oh.
Time alone, oh oh.
Time alone, no time with others, no.
Time alone in Neverland.
.
© Tam Jennifer Hastings, Axel Menningen, 2024. All rights reserved.

Time Alone (with Axel Menningen, 2024)

Docfritz kindly invited me to join in this wonderful soulful song. We hope you enjoy this smooth musical journey.
Please go over to @docfritz and @joerxworx to listen to more fabulous music.

Music drums precussion and arrangement and mastering -  @docfritz
Saxaphone - @joerxworx
Vocals and lyrics - @vocalatti

Slow Down  (Ft Docfritz and Joerxworx )

Na Féilte Tine - Samhain ,  Halloween Day, Festival of fire in Ireland
A transition into the dark days , keep well and warm 

Tar Éis na Tine (After the Fire )

Just for fun. 

I shared a rehearsal space in the basement of Westbeth Artist Housing (please see the photo) in the late 70’s. This music has to do with my dream-memory of the place.

The basement was labyrinthine. Until a few years ago, I still had recurring dreams of that environment. It was constructed of grey painted cinder block or some such stony material. There were many bands in many rooms down there, and as you walked the halls you’d hear all the musics leaking out from under steel doors in cacophony. Often you’d hear the band in the next cell right through your own stone wall as you were playing. That made it hard to record in there. We did it anyway. 

The sonic qualities of this recording remind me of those hallways as do some of the somewhat antiquated guitar moves. And by the way, I love antiquated guitar moves!

Westbeth Catacombs

Just Before To Leave

Honey 
I want to see another sky
Next to you. Close to you. 

Honey
I want to see another sky
Just before
To leave.

Air 
I want to breath another air
From your roots 
From your bark 

Air
I want to breath another air 
From your leaves
From your limbs 

When the river passes
blood carries on
Blood of our sweat
and from the grass
bleeding grass
rocking grass
That elevates you and immerses you.

Honey
cut the grass
that doesn't leave me
like the fog, that thick fog 

Honey 
Cut the roots 
That doesn’t leave me
Like the frost, freezing frost 

See you give birth
our pain
Just before
To leave.

Just Before To Leave

This song is about a polar bear wandering around the streets of my town.

Polar Bear

For the Loved Ones You Miss
Winter Solstice approaches (Grianstad an Gheimhridh ) and we arrive at our furthest away from the nurturing light of the Sun on our shortest day ,only in an instant to turn back towards the light and soon begin our cycle to lighter and longer days.May you all enjoy the darkness and the light with those you love . They too will soon return .

Airím Uaim Thú, Grá Mo Chroi ( Miss You, Love Of My Heart)

This track is from 2018...

All the graves are in the backyard
And people move on there’s no doubt
Now I see the changing of the guard
Separate pathways a different route

No need to wave flags in the air
The stars won’t see them anyway
I sometimes just look up and stare
Still the same sky different day

And it's full speed into the light years
Shift through all the tired dreams
There’s a new moon on the mountain
If I can fly this old machine

Take a bus to New York City 
And see your face in every mile
This old Trailways is a pity
It can run but it can’t fly

And it's full speed into the light years
Shift through all the tired dreams
There’s a new moon on the mountain
If I can fly this old machine

Light Years

Update (2025, January 17). As of today, this modest musical composition accompanies a splendid poem by Peter (https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/all-the-old-little-things-we-have-lost, in the description area, preceded by his illustration of the circumstance). I would like to thank him very much: it is an honour for me.

-----

Composed by Michele Ansani (2024, December).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, December 16.

All the old little things we have lost *

I’m a ladybug in your dirty garden
And I fly around every morning
To every corner
Flapping my wings and I get them all wet
With the summer rain falling from the turquoise sky
And no, we don’t care for the Turkish guy
Or the Kurdish guy, or the Swedish or whatever
You woke bitches never finish a thought
This whole shit is like a Finnish art movie
About a British cunt who be really down with the left
You motherfuckers wanna copy identities
Why the fuck you asking us to be down with the theft?
Fuck the left and everyone in it
A new genocide starts every five minutes
A new generation born with advanced trauma
And that’s that democracy you’re yapping on and on about

How many more massacres do you have to fund?
How many more fake pride laps do you have to run?
Do you have to, like, post a story too?
Maybe even go and protest
Oh it’s too gorgeous of you
You’re just a true force for goodness
Doing all the things you’re supposed to just do
The soldier of truth
The wokest hocus pocus joker, shit
Ain’t no limit, you can be anything
A man, a woman, or something in between
Or out of it, whatever you feel is genuine
You can be a motherfucking penguin
You can fix the world
All it takes is to keep progressing 
‘Til we all get you live the dream
In the fields, where the cotton’s digital
And everyone’s in, no color limits y’all

Ladybug

We are always moving and never in the same place again. It seems better if we take care of all loved ones and the places we live and visit. Wishing everyone a very Happy New Year ,Thanks for all the wonderful sharing of music and Positivity,

Críochnaíonn Aisling Amháin, Tosaíonn Aisling Nua. ( One Dream Finishes, A New Dream Begins )

Orchestration mix and production by ↯Mahan↯💀↯Mahan↯ @mahan-mahan
lyrics and vocal by Stonerjazz

i forgot to not think about anything at all
i really dropped the ball
never gonna make it to the hall a fame
that's a shame-
everybody ought to have a shot to show the people what you got

it doesnt matter now cause i'm old
or so i'm told
but what the hell does anybody know anyway
this is only one of infinite scenarios
everybody ought to turn the volume up on their Stereos everybody ought to turn the volume up on their Stereos

Infinite Scenarios  ~with ↯Mahan↯💀↯Mahan↯ (turn the volume up on your stereo)

To our ancestors, the cross-quarter time between Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox marked the cosmic beginning of spring. They innately understood how the season was created and timed by the earth's elliptical journey around the sun. They called this phenomenon Imbolg (also Imbolc), deriving from an older vernacular of Irish (Gaelic) it refers to "in the belly", a reference to the swollen bellies of ewes with lambs soon to be born.

Imolg (In the Belly)

Imbolg (In the Belly)

Cast of Characters:

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick four string fretless bass, vocals, lyrics, and seed idea
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson custom T electric guitar
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – clavinet and VST sax     
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- Yamaha Genos 2 electric piano voice and lead organ
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar, mix, and production
Eclectic Collective -- composition

This song started its life as one of a batch of bass lines Josh came up with around the New Year holiday. He recorded it to a rudimentary drum loop, which Ken replaced perfectly with his own beat. JJ was the next up, bringing his magical organ into the mix. He had to replace it, though, after discussions within the group about the overall form, particularly a suggestion from Stephen that led to the formation of the choruses. He joined the project next, adding his fuzzy, foundational guitar you hear underlying the entire song. Not to miss out on the guitaring, Tez came up with the ethereal guitar fills that float around in there. Mark came after Tez with his textural wah clavinet, also adding the wonderful sax solo you hear in the middle.
After it was done musically, Josh went back and wrote some lyrics and sang them, too.
Once it was in the can, we asked Tez to do the honors of mixing it for us, which he did in his always expert fashion.
This is a fine example of the Eclectic Collective coming together to create a heartfelt song. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by Josh Clary:

Sometimes I think about
Things we used to talk about
Now I have to go without
Ever looking at your face x2

But I want you near me
Wish that you could hear me

What if we could ever reach
Out to the other each
But what would we say?
Is it just another routine day? x2

It makes my heart hurt bad
When I think of what I had
Now you’ve slipped away
Seems I saw you just the other day

Life can be really cruel
And I can be a fool
But I wish there were a way
I could hear what you would say

Loss (The Eclectic Collective)

The wonderful Artist "The Beautiful Dark " made me the happiest person this week by writng a wonderful piece of music for me and his amazing daughter Matilda painted me a super sunset ,I am so lucky to have been sent such wonderful presents .This track is for "the Beautiful Dark " my best way of describing this feeling or place or sense of being .

My next track will be for Matilda ,thanks so much guys :-) :-) :-) :-) :-)

Please check out "The Beautiful Dark" 

https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark

An Dorchacht Sciamhach ( The Beautiful Darkness )

An Dorchacht Sciamhach ( The Beautiful Dark )

Test 1 - EMU III EMULATOR

Attacca
: attack at once 
—used as a direction in music at the end of a movement to begin the next without pause.

Movement. .......................................................................  Timeline

1st .............War Cry ......Call to Arms ...............................0.00--1.55
2nd............The Advance to Battle ...................................1.55--2.48
3rd.............The Battle Begins...........................................2.48--3.59
4th.............The Triumphant...............................................4.00--5.10
Thanks to Dennis for his pristine gunfire and airbourne fx....https://pixabay.com/users/dennish18-26151496/
Cover-art :- Marek Studzinski ...https://unsplash.com/@jccards
Orchestration,arrangement,mix and production ...Pablo

Attacca

"Attacca"

Bealtaine is one of the four major Irish Celtic annual festivals along with Samhain, Imbolc and Lughnasa. It signifies the return of the light and widely observed throughout Ireland, Scotland and the Isle of Man, 
Although May was heralded with joy, an element of the magical lay behind the merriments, with protection against unseen forces given an urgency at this time.
There were curious beliefs around housework in May. It was considered unlucky to dust the house and believed unlucky to get married in May. It was considered unlucky to dig, bathe, whitewash or sail on May Day. Not hearing the cuckoo in the month of May meant certain death for the non-hearer!
 In Ireland, a tree or bush was decorated with ribbons or shells near an individual house. It was usually white thorn, the most potent of faery trees which flowers in May, which paradoxically is considered very unlucky if brought indoors. A green bough hung over the door, woven from sycamore, was also believed to bring good luck.

Bealtaine ( May )

Bealtaine ( May)

The title comes from a famous Irish poem from the 18th century . Cill Chais By Aodhagán Ó Rathaille ,It is a lament on the loss of land ,love and freedom , yet the last line ,this title ,gives a hope for the future ,a wish for a different outcome ,  a wonderful weapon to combat such adversity ,something that is still so important today .

Here's a link to the poem in Irish and English and a guide to some background .

https://irisharoundtheworld.com/cill-chais-by-aodhagan-o-rathaille/

Be well ,shine on  :-)

Ná Feictear é Arís Ar Lár ( We’ll See It No More Laid Low )

Clouds

Golden Sword (2025)

Composée et interprétée par Lena 
Texte : Steph OUNA https://soundcloud.com/user-70495223
Merci encore Steph pour tes précieux conseils :)))

HOPE

Taken from the 20-track 'Out To Sea' album on Matinée Recordings.

Out To Sea

Brighter - Christmas

Conjunction Solstice

Thanks to  the music-makers ,theirs is the universe of bass and treble ,space and time ,creators of new energies ,free to imagine a world of harmonic structure and dissonant entropy.
I love listening to all the music posted and thanks for listening to mine.
Grian Óg