an old piano improv.
the last ten seconds were previously used in this song here https://soundcloud.com/lil-spaceman/slezterp
all music by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman)

coda

Thank you for listening 🎶
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The day has gone by, I couldn’t say what I did
Only that heavy embracing my heart well hid
At last the evening, the quiet, the silence, arrived
Alas it strengthened the feelings hidden inside

I’ve been telling myself that everything will be OK
Cause tomorrow you know is gonna be another day
But even though I try, I try and I fail
Sleep will not come n’my sorry heart will prevail

As if I can touch you as long as I reach out for you
Instead, I end up with a sad happy heart broke in two 
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As if I can touch you as long as I reach out for you
instead, I end up with a sad happy heart broke in two


I can honestly say that I really never knew.
How a heart filled with love still can be broken in two.
No I can honestly say that I really never knew.
How my heart filled with love still can be broken in two

How my heart filled with love still can be broken in two
How a heart filled with love still can be broken in two

InTwo

Just addendum to 'Covers from my heart' (for it took me way longer than expected to find halfway suitable English rhymes after translating my German text template)

The background: I spent my childhood at a time when books were the main sources for imagination and dreams. One of favorites: The Sea-Wolf. I was mostly fascinated by the flashbacks recounting the meeting of two kids (Hump and Frisco Kid) from completely different social classes, in which each of their respective worlds exerted a special attraction on the other. 

I felt the same way. I didn't come from a wealthy family, but a middle-class home and I found everything that didn't conform to middle-class rules magical. I sought out the “wicked,” and failed miserably to be accepted there. 

Much later I realized how massively privileged my life was compared to their dreary and hopeless environment marked by poverty and violence, which has not changed to this day. Quit the opposite. And although I support an association that cares for them, I feel that I am utterly unable to make any difference at all.

This song is an attempt to imagine something impossible to imagine unless you are affected by it yourself. I interpreted my German words with the help of DeepL and used various pages to find rhymes, synonyms and idioms. The musical template was a piece I wrote 20 years ago as an instrumental that I turned into a blue grass version.

According to the literal translation of my German words, the song should be called "Scumland," but I didn't like that title at all. Ultimately, I chose “wasteland” because “waste” has so many more relevant layers of meaning in the context of the song.

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

I wake to the sound of a bottle smashin'
Mama's on the floor
Her dreams are crashin'
The sink's full of rust
The walls are peelin'
Dad’s fists talk louder than any feelin'
Broken bikes rustin' in the neighbor's yard
Kids playin' games
But the rules hit hard
Streetlights flicker like a dying hope
This town’s a noose
I’m the end of the rope
 
On the corner
Smoke hangs like a funeral veil
Dealers whisper stories
Every word’s a jail
Shadows move fast
But the clocks stay slow
This ain't a place where dreams ever grow
Siren songs scream in the midnight sky
You run or you fight
Or you just get by
The concrete jungle got no vines to climb
Just cracks in the ground
And they swallow time
 
Dirt on my hands
Dirt in my soul
The streets take a piece
And they never let go
Violence is a language
We all understand
See you in wasteland
Where all your hopes end
Get lost in wasteland
No chance to defent
‘cause this is wasteland, yoh

My boy Jamal got a scar like a map
Says it tells the story of a knife’s trap
He dreams of cars that purr like lions
But wakes to the sound of his mama cryin'
The gangs wear flags like it’s some parade
But the floats are coffins
The streets are their stage
Every breath feels like it’s borrowed time
Every rhyme’s a bullet
So I load my mind
 
The train tracks hum
But they never stop here
Even the rails know there’s nothin’ near
Dreams don’t board
They just stay in the dark
Like ghosts of a life that never found its spark
 
Dirt on my hands
Dirt in my soul
The streets take a piece
And they never let go
Violence is a language
We all understand
See you in wasteland
Where all your hopes end
Get lost in wasteland
No chance to defent
‘cause this is wasteland, yoh


Get lost in wasteland

Hey, it's been a while!  
Glad you're visiting. 

Make Friends with the End

 You know how it feels
When things are getting dire
And you reel, try to run
Just as things are catching fire
And you feel time compress
As your vision starts to tunnel
Swallow hard, catch your breath
Put your hands out just a little
And make friends with the end

You know how it feels
When the sky is growing darker
On your own, look around
As your vision starts to falter
Try to see, feel the ground 
And as midnight is approaching
You give in, let it win
And embrace medianoche
You make friends with the end
You make friends

You know what it's like
When things are getting stranger
And you're sure that it's real
And you know that you're in danger
Makes you shudder just a little
Must be your imagination
Hear a whisper like a riddle
Ride a ghost hallucination 
Ride a ghost hallucination
Ride a ghost

You know how it feels 
When the tide is rising higher
And you paddle, try to float
Then swim out a little further
As the current starts to pull 
And you slow down your resistance
Swallow hard, take a breath
You’ll be in it for the distance
You'll make friends with the end
Make friends with the end

Make Friends with the End

Dark Ambient with synth, noise and Bass Drums. Theremin & Kaospad played in noise lines

1 - B

'Headlines and Other Distractions' a bright Jazz Fusion track inspired by the ceaseless noise and distraction on what is presented to us as "news". Lies, propaganda and spin. 
Alan
 

Headlines and Other Distractions

Watercamel

Cast of Characters:

Cgmaness – @hiddenhands-760647700 – Chris – beats, acoustic and electric guitar, vocals, composition, and production

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – five string fretless bass, organ, composition, and production editing

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– sitar, composition, and production

This was a seed that Chris came up with on his acoustic guitar, adding beats, and some subtle vocals, then shared with Josh and Stephen. They are always excited to work on Chris' songs, because he always comes up with magical tunes.

  Josh was first in line, adding his five string fretless bass, then the organ part. Stephen used Josh's chord structure to come up with his awe-inspiring, monster electric sitar part. After they both laid down their parts, Chris added the electric guitar you hear at the beginning, too. 
  The song was about twice the current length when Chris made it, but Josh chopped off the second half, as the crescendo fits right into the 2/3 slot now. This was mixed as a team effort in BandLab, too, which is a rarity, given both Stephen and Chris are expert producers. 

  This is an example of a song Chris came up with, that was taken to the next level by Josh and Stephen. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Juxtaposed They Went

Cast of Characters:

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and Fender Stratocaster

J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – electric piano 

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums

Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- percussion, VST flute, and production editing

Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar

The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl --  vocals and lyrics

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — production, mix, and mastering

This song began more than a year ago, when Josh created a song out of a looper beat with his four string fretless bass. It sat on the shelf until a few weeks ago, when he shared it with JJ, who was in creative mode one Saturday evening. Josh had actually forgotten that he'd added a bass line to it, and thought he was just passing on a looper beat for JJ to play with. 

  However, JJ heard it, and was so excited that added his magical electric piano part, making it sound like a real song, instead of just drums and a bass. Ken also heard some magic in here, because he came up with his own brilliant beat to replace the looper that was used in for the seed. Mark was next to throw in, adding the striking drum pattern breakdown, and the thrilling flute solo, as well. Tez came in shortly after, adding his thrilling guitar to the mix. After everyone had added their parts, Josh came back and added two guitar parts, the simple low end line, as well as the high strumed triads. At this stage, Mark did some editing, as it is in his skill set, and made it less dense and easier to listen to. 

  Now that the song was musically complete, out newest member, Carl, dropped the amazing vocals you hear, singing his original lyrics. After Carl was done sprinkling his magic in it, we needed an able producer to bring out the magic of the recordings. Good thing we have a trained producer to do the job in Stephen, who mixed and mastered it superbly, as always. 

  This is Eclectic Collective's first fore into the afrobeat genre, although a few of us are really big fans already, and Josh has a few other originals in this genre buried on his page, as well. As always, we all enjoyed the process of hearing this one come together. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Juice our Jah
Chalice of chime
Shooting star
Great rhythm
There's blood in the brine

Suture Sun
Grand heaven high
'Some clan gone cruel
Needing collective eye

Eclectic host
Hoist our hale
Mused healing feast
Musical breeze as gale

Afro beat
Oh melody sweet
Beat afro
Show us where to go

Kalakuta Kingdom - (Eclectic Collective)

Video 1 Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JDRO33eFOLI
Video 2 Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GCgxUFX-9LU

Remixes 2025

Midnight Sun (Remix 2025) & Video Link

Love in the Sunshine is an uplifting country song with a bluegrass-inspired feel, capturing the warmth of love shared through everyday moments. From bright mornings and golden hours to weathering storms together, it’s a celebration of joy, resilience, and harmony that shines as brightly as the sun itself.


Love in the Sunshine

welcome to my english stuff written over the past 40 years as well as recently. so far I let my guitar "sing" (to be listened/watched on my yt page/link below) but thanks to my AI persona, which I challenged in endless programming sessions, I now have the opportunity to bring these songs to life with emulated vocals templated via my melody/arrangement backing tracks, my lyrics, and a lot of prompts to suno 4.5+ and suno 5. 

SO, THE SONGS REMAIN SKETCHES – but at least now they are complete. hugs for listening!

speaking of AI: while spotify finally wants to introduce mandatory labeling for AI, here on sc, deception is still rampant and increasing. those who publish AI-generated music and lyrics without disclosing it seem completely unconcerned that they are cheating their listeners, the community, and musicians with authentic works.

some even explicitly state in their bios that they do not use AI, even though their music, and often their lyrics too, have clear AI signatures that any good online detector can identify in seconds and even assign to specific programs. 

this suggests: zero ideas, zero musical talent or feeling, zero effort, zero work. just pressing a button and out with the stuff! 

sure, everyone has the right to hold the attitude behind such behavior. but it not only makes a mockery of all genuine musicians and their craftsmanship, but also of all musicians who take AI seriously and use it musically, not as a machine for cheating, but as a new way of implementing ideas.

so please stand by what you do, and how you do it! the world is full of fakes. don't become one of them. of course, you can adorn yourself with borrowed feathers, but that doesn't mean you can fly;-)

Get lost in wasteland

hans-michael albers