Great energetic track…fantastic production!!!🎵🔥🎵🔥

An Irish slow air recorded once through on my phone in a practice session. A historical, political story from 1798. I’m playing on my Dad’s fiddle. The photo and river are from my walk home from work - I was feeling elemental today.

Sliabh na mBan (The Mountain of the Women)

Composition : thierrymfe
Mix : Guillaume Gaudioso
Time signature : 4/4
Mode : Mixolydian
Design : thierrymfe

Gold Rush Groove

O infinito do serão

Star Life Signed

With life the universe knows itself
In subconscious poem
In each book on the shelf
In formulaic epiphany
The universe explains its' me

Cosmic me
Once just innate
Once unaware of its own state
Bring reasons layer
Great stars found meaning
Bring the calculas
Orbit answers streaming

Articulated and tooled with lingo
No providence did scare poor dingo
Then the universe flicked a switch
Come reference itch
Now known exist

So what of us before this layer
Our consciousness just felt fair
Most calculations innately known
Just luck survived destined problem

A final act of entropy
One last hurrah till thermo free
Enough for me
Let's fill more gaps
Let's sign our name
To our cosmic backs

With a sum
We add for all
With a meaning
There's light for lull
Forever time knew just inclinced
Now life a signature
Great star has signed

Star Life Signed (Poem)

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Stone Heart

Cast of characters:


Gaz Brownie — @user-755327533 — Gaz — vocals, vocal harmonies, lyrics, and composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums/ percussion 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – Warwick four-string fretless bass
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson custom T guitar
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and piano
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– mix, production, and mastering

This song began by Gaz composing it and on his acoustic guitar, and singing his original lyrics over it. Gaz is a brilliant songwriter, lyricist, and singer, with whom we've worked before. However, this is the first song he's shared with us. He gave it to Ken first, who started the project and invited the rest of us to it.
  Ken, who was the originator of the project, was actually the second person to lay down a part, which he did to Josh's bass, instead of the other way around, as they usually do it. Stephen then came in and replaced Gaz's acoustic guitar with his silky smooth electric guitar. JJ got down on his magical piano and organ parts not long after Stephen added his guitar. 
  This was a somewhat uncomplicated process, as Gaz gave us a fully realized song to work with right from the start. Tez sealed the deal with his expert production to cap it off, too.
  As mentioned, this is our second song starring Gaz, and we're very grateful to him for sharing his magic with us. We're all looking forward to working together again in the future, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it. 

Original lyrics by Gaz Brownie:
V1
Im drawing the conclusion that 
Im just being polite 
And questioning myself is it me our are they right
I’m feeling a little angry hope it’s not out of spite 
Is just a reaction to this uncomfortable night 

Chorus 
When did the world stop listening 
When did the world stop listening 


V2
As we compete for space to try & speak
Everyone’s on journey on a bus to shit creek
With condescending story’s of their bad & awesome week
And I’m working on finding just a better style of technique 

Chorus 

V3
I avoid catching that struggle bus 
Don’t wanna be part of my problem and be misunderstood 
What are you looking at is there something you wanna discuss 
I push his   face up the window cause I’ve had enough 

Finish on a chorus

When Did The World Stop Listening?- Gaz Brownie/Eclectic Collective

This precious piece is particularly suitable for driving through a city in a modern car. An older model can also work if it has hi-fi audio.

Everyday Streetlife

Quando o acaso deita pedras

This piece was inspired by a particular Shakespeare sonnet.

                      Sonnet 106
          
When in the chronicle of wasted time
I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rhyme,
In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights,
Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best,
Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow,
I see their antique pen would have express'd
Even such a beauty as you master now.
So all their praises are but prophecies
Of this our time, all you prefiguring;
And, for they look'd but with divining eyes,
They had not skill enough your worth to sing:

For we, which now behold these present days,
Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.

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