Pumpkins A Plenty: Thanks for all your playlists and comments on Funk'n Blisters Pt.1

Ricardo da Silva

I heard Erik the Flutemaker describe how he imagined how the pre-historic man first came up with the flute concept.
He imagined a group of early humans living near a forest, occasionally weird sounds would come from the forest that scared them into running away, until a inquisitive ancestor ventured into the forest in search of this unworldly noise .
He found a bamboo that fell ,the little forest bugs ate the inside of the bamboo as it is soft and eventually decomposition made holes in to the bamboo.
Occasionally when it was windy and the wind blow from a certain angle its created a note, a sound.
And that ancestor of ours tried to understand the concept of wind, hollow bamboo with holes...
And maybe this was the way that the flute was born...
I loved that vision and when I saw this art work, it reminded me of this story and my creativity started to develop ...
Erik is a master flute maker, he makes All kinds of amazing flutes, please visit his site, it will bring you joy... https://eriktheflutemaker.com/

A special thank you to Brita Seifert, a generous ,fabulous ,creative artist with a great talent and eye for beauty.
Please visit her site , it will definitely brighten your day  
https://www.shutterstock.com/g/Brita+Seifert

For Tom and Ela

The Bamboo and the Wind

Unlike our previous two collabs, Dan does lyrics, vocals and lead guitars on an instrumental by me.
I made a 7/4 track for him, knowing he can sail odd waves, and here you are the fantastic result !!

https://soundcloud.com/user-276716031: lyrics, vocals, guitar solos and fills, percussion, artwork on logo by WouWou
https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions: instrumental idea, rhythm guitars, bass, drums

Verse 1:
A promise was made
And It shouldn’t fade
The words were spoken
Then they was broken

We were in the bright sunshine
I thought she was mine
It’s not something you can pawn
And asa now she is gone

I was here forever beau
It was years ago

Verse 2:
But I thought it still held
Like a solid weld

A promise is a promise
Even for a doubting Thomas
It should carry some weight
It doesn’t have an expiration date

But a last I find
That things can unwind
And we are not together
In this Summer weather

Verse 3:
She made her assurance
But I had no insurance
From the broken promise she made
Yes our romance began to fade

Now I am in the dark
What was there was just a spark
Now I Don’t know
Which way to go

No direction in my life
Yes I’m living in such strife
Wondering if life means anything
My joy has no more spring

I am that sad guy you passed by
Not noticing the tears in his eyes

B E T R A Y A L (with Daniel Lockhart)

I worked on this theme a few years ago, but imagining and producing a different result and atmosphere (https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/the-statue-removal). Today things have changed a bit, and going back to that music I thought it was necessary to eliminate the final vocalisms (too cheerful) and make the atmosphere darker.

On 23 October 1956 two hundred thousand Hungarians took to the streets of Budapest to express solidarity with the Poles and their recent political changes. Among the things they demanded was the removal of the statue of Stalin, erected in Városliget, the city's main park.
The revolutionaries demolished the statue, leaving only its boots, on which they planted a Hungarian flag.
On the following events, which are well known, there is no need to return here.

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2015-2024).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, August 9.

The statue's removal (final draft) **

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Embrace

Composed, arranged, performed and produced by:
Leon Pajer

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In The Times Of Yangquin

Jon Lock: Original Music: Bass, Drums, Organ, Horns, Vocals, Lyrics
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
https://jonlock.bandcamp.com/music
The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

Funky as oily ass soggy french fries
Funky as stinky bass fishy pot pies  
Funky as poopy grass squishy with flies 
We be keep it funky and we shittin’ no lies 
Would it be funky if the bips didn’t bop, oh
Would it be funky if the hips didn’t hop, whoa
Would it be funky if the bass didn’t pop, no
Would I be a junky if I didn’t want it to stop, yea
He got blisters on his fingers and they starting to peel
He got two big blisters and it’s starting to get real
He gotta keep ‘em outta water if he want ’em to heal
Wear them gloves in the shower and when washing yo meal

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo’

Dip dip scoodley dip, cool whip all over my chips
Sippin’ on limp shrimp, wimps are the news skool pimps 
A plop a glop a top my new flip flop design
A crop a hops and a drop a slop for my swine 
Yo we got the flu shot that you got but we caught 
The new-dle two-dle funk crew-dle bug-adoodle  
Jibber Jabber don’t stop a hey hey hey a all day
Now come on over I’ll scoot right over and stay while Jon plays 
Funky see funky do funky spunky skunky crew
Funky rhymes funky lines funky crunky drunky times
Funky might makes funky right funky pluky dynamite 
Funky here funky there funky spunky everywhere

Wow, now that is damn funky, can you smell that bass, whew we, smells like burnt liver on hot summer day, Jon is on Fyre!

Why’s it funky when you haven’t funked for a week and then you start to itch ’n tweek 
And your knees be gettin’ soft ’n weak as the pressure reaches to a peak 
And a little bit starts to drip and leak  
That’s TMI
He got funk like pumpkins got pie 
Funk like bumpkins get by
Funk like stuck in deny
All funk like skunk ’n gettin’ high
Funkin’ til the day that we die

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

The funk 
It be 
Booming
Out the 
Trunk a hunk a junk ol’ clunk a mine
A chunka chunka went the bass and I got a fine
Combine with my divine design, rewind inclined to be funkinsteined 
I declined, I tor’ it up in yo face 
You turned up the bass
That’s right, you could hear it all over the place 
Funky is as funky does do you has pizazz
Funky is too funky that’s true and we has en masse
Funky is what funky wants how does he slap that bass
We be keep it funky now common shake that azz
Funky like a rusty spike infection on my toe
Funky like a crusty tyke with boogies out the nose 
Funky like my musty psych with dusty old pillows 
We be make it funky ’n got the stank to show
Will it still be funky if we, what
Spayed it with some poo-pourri,  hell yea
Will it still be funky if we, what
Made it from som’in’ all bourgeoisie, hell no

That’s what I been tryin’ to tell ya, the funks gotta be made from something nasty, it’s gotta be inta something kinky, it’s gotta talk all dirty, breath be stankin’ ’n such 

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

Yea, so what do you think Jon, you feeling that?
Oh yea
Alright, alright, alright, yo since you supplied me with that mad funky beat, I figured I’d go all mad scientist and flip what you sent me, and maybe you can lay down some of them golden vocals of yours
How’s that sound?
Sounds good

Well, the Couch King baby
Let’s turn the clock back to ’65
That’s where I like to hide out
It’s the place I really thrive
Well look out
Take your time now
This funk moves like a big fat cow
Yea, the Couch King baby
I tried to run but I could not hide
I tried to run 
But I could not find a place to hide

Funk'n Blisters

Jon Lock, Russ Sinfield, and the Couch King -Funk'n Blisters

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually as part of my next mystery album)

A hearty good morning to all of my friends in the music community. I hope life is treating you well. :)

This track ended up feeling old-timey/antique (as portrayed by an out of control Foley Artist). But funny thing is… when the title came to me, I got a powerful vibe the track wanted this name. I’m a little peculiar that way. I perceive a lot of things as if they are living entities with their own desires… and I like to honor that. 

After that, I started playing with Wombo Dream AI art, and this illustration came up immediately; and fit the title perfectly. Sometimes the synchronicities are too ideal to ignore. 

But how does an old guy sitting in a chair, listening to a radio, symbolize fresh starts?

I think it’s because I’m starting to identify with that old man; wondering when I’m going to be too old to try new things. And I keep having the same joyful realization… it hasn’t happened yet; especially in the ways that matter most to me. I’m still discovering new things about myself and my abilities every day… simply because I keep exploring new things.

For example… 20 year old Justin never could have imagined that 36 year old Justin might be interested in making music for fun. He certainly couldn’t have predicted the piano lessons starting at 53, or the Tai Chi lessons at 54, or that I would have crafted 14 albums by the age of 55. I have friends and family members who believe their best years are already behind them, and the window of opportunity has passed. I respectfully disagree; and I hope to make that point obvious through my own continued actions/accomplishments. :)

Needless to say, every day provides us new opportunities to start fresh. Every day provides us a chance to try new things. If we choose to spend the day worrying about the future, or dwelling on the past, that is our choice. But it’s worth asking ourselves… am I busy shoveling minutes into the void, dwelling on things that aren’t even happening right now? Or am I using this time wisely, doing something I love, and getting better at it as a result?

I hope you enjoy my latest creation, ‘We’ll Start At The Beginning’. :)

DL on SC :)

We'll Start At The Beginning

Mannequin

Spoken words: Kamal Imani
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21299/one-tribe-yall-120bpm-disco-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/kamal-imani
https://soundcloud.com/oldschoolhiphopsoundtrack
Backing Track : Paploviante and Friends
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/disco-again-paploviante
Lillithe adding: Sax, Solo Guitar, Wha-Wha Guitar, Beat, Mix and Production

ONE TRIBE YALL  feat. Kamal Imani (Paploviante open collab)

Bright Future

Video; youtu.be/AwhvUHuFSak

Made in #Ableton (October 2024)

Genres;
#Classical
#Electronic
#Experimental

Built Constructions

dripping

Dripping

surreal almost. | untitled project 002 sessions | ambient psyche woodland horror WIP | gravel 1 40 bpm august 15 take 1

Versatile collection of tracks blending orchestral genre and African elements, this album provides a vast range of moods and intensities. From wide and majestic cinematics to heartfelt or mysterious underscores, it paints a vivid picture of Africa's vast landscapes, cultural depth, and natural wonders. Ideal for documentaries and other audiovisual content set in Africa or evoking its rich soundscapes, it will serve as the perfect companion for shaping narratives and visual journeys through the heart of the continent, offering a versatile sonic backdrop for stories of exploration, connection, and discovery.

Ancient Vision

Dance Party!!!

Lyrics

Every time I see your face
I feel my 
Heart race
I can't believe I got the luck
To get in
Your good grace

I am the worm
You are the dirt
the good Lord
Placed me on this Earth
Just to
Chase after your skirt

And when the sun don't shine
And when my life feels black
You move your heart right next to mine
And a cut me a little slack

Your smiling face refracts the light
Straight into
My place
My life has been a decent hand
But you are
My only Ace

I am a slug
You are the warm wet place
The good Lord
Placed me on the Earth
Just to
Gaze upon your face

I do not believe in God
I don't think there'll be any place else
And if I'm right and this is all I get
I'm thankful my cup was filled

-Guitar solo-

And when the sun don't shine
And when my life feels black 
You move your heart right next to mine 
And a cut me a little slack

Cut Me A Little Slack

I make electronic music (and also Pop, Rock etc).

Musical influences;
Tangerine Dream, Ozric Tentacles, Plaid, Air, Younger Brother, Kraftwerk, Laurent Garnier, Djrum, Orbital, Grandbrothers, Banco De Gaia, Enigma, Vangelis, Pink Floyd, The Orb, Azmari, Weval, Underworld, New Order etc.

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