This is one about the election. The first line, I heard a lot on the news and talk shows right after the outcome, reassuring worried people that our country will make it through. I am not convinced we will, either way, it’s going to be a totally different America after these 4 years.

This song seemed a little over the top, so I went ahead and put in a gospel choir and a searing guitar lead just to make sure lol.

Sorry I haven't been on SC very much lately, I'm learning a new software app for my paying job and it is not making life easier, like I thought it would. I will be back soon!

And please pardon the vocals

I believe we’ll be okay
We’ll win this fight another day
Still, I would do it all again, because right is on our side,
And the truth can turn the tide
 
When kindness wins over greed
 It’s true that love is all you need
But If fear rules your life, your humanity will leave you
And then it’s hard to see the light
   
It seems to me // we’re all in this together
Money never will define a person's worth
And I realize, that nothing lasts forever
But we were meant to be good stewards of the Earth

I believe in you
And I hope that you believe in me, too
You  see, love has not died
It is lost somewhere inside
Our  spark will  bring it new life
So don’t give up, neither will I
Be who you        are and never hide 
If we raise our voices to the sky 
Love will not die!

We'll Be Okay

hey now......hey now......hey now.     you're mine......you're mine......you're mine.

Possession.

Original song I started writing this back in 2016. It was one of those songs that I always felt like it was missing something...and years later it really came together. Sometimes it's just about the right timing. I'm thankful of the inspiration from such a beautiful soul(Cherry) Such amazing memories! From meeting at a downtown Austin music venue, flying up to Canada, to walking across a small town bridge. Thanks for listening!:)

For the Rest of your Life

You deserve to walk on diamonds
You deserve to sleep on islands
I don't care how old I get
I'll open every door
Love you more and more
Always keep you warm
And fight through every storm

You...Have me...For the rest of your life, for the rest of your life, for the rest of your life, for the rest of your life

You deserve to fly like ravens
You deserve to touch the heavens
I don't care how old I get
I'll pull out every chair 
Compliment your hair
Always share my food
And love your every mood

You...Have me...For the rest of you life, for the rest of your life, for the rest of your life, for the rest of your life

Tonight I feel so bright
Tonight I feel so bright with you 
So bright with you 
Oh!

And you...Have me, for the rest of, for the rest of you life

You deserve to walk on diamonds
You deserve to sleep on islands
Yes you do

©Daniel Colter Valentine

For the Rest of Your Life (Original song live)

Missionary Man

Music from game „Unfortunate Turn Of Events“ made in 48 hours for PULS Gamejam 2025 by Nozomu Games: nozomu57.itch.io/turn-of-events

Unfortunate Turn Of Events (Main Theme)

Cast of characters:

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Taylor T5z acoustic guitar, Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, Gibson Earl Scruggs banjo, Eastwood MandoCaster, mix, mastering, production, and composition

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Fender Precision four string bass, played with a plectrum 

Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – harmonica, jaw harp, timpani, hambone percussion, and production editing  
   
This song began with Stephen, who recorded it on his acoustic guitar and bass to a programmed drum track a few months ago. We were all thrilled to work on it, even though it sat in BandLab as a project for almost a month before Stephen separated the tracks, thus allowing us to trickle in our parts. JJ was first to jump on it, because he could before the tracks were separated, as his part is completely his idea. He added the organ that really set up the entire sound of both dominant sections of the song. 

  Ken was first up to the project once the tracks were replaceable, making the wild, driving beat his own. Inspired by both JPJ and Michael Ivins, Josh laid down his bass line, trying to match Ken's energy. Last, but not least, Mark jumped in with the rumbling timpani. He also added the flavorful harmonica, and unique jaw harp you hear throughout, as well. Finally, Mark added the hambone percussion at the end of the song, too, which we all consider a treat.

Stephen wasn't done with it, though, and still had some magic to sprinkle. He went in and added the howling electric guitar you hear prominently in the second main section. Also, he added the tempting intro with his acoustic guitar and electric mandolin that looks like a Telecaster guitar. 

  Once it was in the bag, we thought it appropriate for our master mixer Stephen to put it to bed, which he did in his always expert manner. Mark did help with the production, though, as he's very good with editing and spotting mistakes that need to be corrected.

  This is a gift from Stephen to all of us, and you, too. It to
ok a lot of teamwork to make the dream work, as always for Eclectic Collective. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Country Ham - (Eclectic Collective)

remix of: https://soundcloud.com/user-260441121/zone-cruiser-directing-demons
... his mix of AI material, mangled into something new and own ...; delivered as open collab.
I added some robot sounds, a warm pad and an EWI wahwah trumpet, improvisation in one go
to bring in the human touch, kind of "man against machine" vibe :-)

Zone Cruiser / Directing_Demons // joerxworx_remix

curieux l'évolution de ce morceau : d'abord une simple mélodie aux pianos électriques et à la flute, puis un climat très différent avec les voix et la batterie  ( pour agiter un peu la mélancolie, mais qui reste malgré moi bien collée au fond : on ne se refait pas!)

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Video on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UuhY6UuISl4 

Fun with the Metronome

Right Guitar - Hedges
Left Guitar - Norsa
Drums - Willy

Unfashionable

ETERNAL THRESHOLDS BOOKLET (EN) https://eklektikaberlin.com/files/1371805/eternal-thresholds-booklet.pdf
HORIZON IX BOOKLET (EN) https://eklektikaberlin.com/files/1369223/horizon-ix-the-story.pdf
HORIZON IX BOOKLET (DE): https://eklektikaberlin.com/files/1369835/horizon-ix-the-story-de.pdf
The Architect roams the lower levels only to find familiar corridors leading somewhere else entirely. Doorways open to impossible landscapes, buildings breathe, and time inside the city no longer matches the clocks. Reality is melting into dream logic — and no one seems to notice but him.

The Architect has been wandering for days, though time has lost its grip here. In this place, streets rearrange themselves when you look away. He passes a corner bakery and, seconds later, finds it replaced by an open shore where waves hiss against cobblestones. No one seems alarmed. People walk as if nothing changes — their smiles faint, their eyes slow to blink — as if they’ve already made peace with living inside a dream.

The city feels alive, but not in the way machines live. It breathes, shifting with the rhythm of an unseen sleeper. Doorways lead to places that could not exist: a stairwell descending into clouds, an elevator that opens to a forest in autumn, a library whose shelves are lined with the names of people who haven’t been born yet.

The Architect begins marking his path with chalk on the walls, but each mark fades within moments, erased by the city itself. It’s as if the place resists permanence, as though it doesn’t want to be mapped — or remembered.

One night, under rain that tastes faintly of the sea, the Architect hears a voice from a window above: “It’s not the city that’s dreaming… it’s you.” The shutters close.

He stands in the empty street, unsure whether to move forward or to wake up — if waking up is still possible.

“Cities Made of Sleep” depicts a dreamlike, unstable world where urban landscapes shift, dissolve, and rewrite themselves, blurring the line between memory, illusion, and reality. Streets vanish, towers turn to grass, oceans appear and fade, and even names and maps cannot hold their place, suggesting a city that is alive, fluid, and indifferent to human attempts at permanence. The inhabitants, numbed to the constant transformations, accept the unreality as normal, while the narrator resists, trying to hold onto meaning in a place where nothing endures. 

The final twist — “it’s not the city that’s dreaming, it’s you” — reframes the disorientation as a projection of the self, making the city both a metaphor for the subconscious and a mirror of fragile human perception.


HORIZON 7:  CITIES MADE OF SLEEP

Amateur de musique, de philosophie, de poésie, je n 'ai pas d'autre culte que l'amitié. J'aime écrire et mettre en musique, j'aime mélanger les genres, et mon piano aux boucles pour étoffer l'un, vivifier les autres, les déranger parfois. La musique ne connaît pas de barrière, sauf de corail!

ma musique est également publiée sur bandcamp avec comme nom d'artiste : semellesdevent

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