@houckjt: all your songs are melty - so warm. warm heart

This is a wonderful track - Great lyrics!

Wow. A great lyricist I have missed! Really nice composition and strumming to.. Love the way you deliver that voice as well, so natural and self evident! The hellfire choir brought me here, and I have a feeling I´m gonna hang around for a while :)

Really great songs. Will have to listen to them all.

beauuuuutiful joseph! the words are absolutely lovely

@sunnidayz: Much too kind! Really appreciate the favorite and you spending so much time with my music! 

It's always nice to come back to this absolute gem, Joe. So good.

Swathes of leaves on that well-worn path
In their earthen gully graves
The woods grow dim; the beasts come out
From their hidden mountain caves

His old plank shack in shadows black
In sweat and pride was built
Its veins in vines; the once straight lines
Did sag and drag and tilt

Chorus:
The grass grows high 
And in the wind it sways
And the sun beats down on that hill

On that hill they call his grave:

There’s a creek runs down, springs from the ground
Not too far, where he would drink
In the summer heat he’d soak his feet
And rest awhile and think

And he held the girl he called his wife
They tilled and grew their crop
And when the harvest finally came
She was about to pop

Chorus

There he died at a ripe old age
His son grown; his wife gone
Next to her he was buried
On that hill they both called home

His shack--no room-- an empty tomb
The trail would disappear
But the spring would flow, and it would know
At last that he was here

Chorus

On That Hill

impro day loop

True Love Waits (Radiohead cover)

Composed and performed by „HIN UND WIDER“ (Gunther Benedict – drums, Othmar Eichinger – tenor sax, Axl Hansal – guitar, Christoph Musil – bass, Mario Palaschke – keyboards).

Intro

As I mentioned in another recent song post, @dough-factory and I have collaborated on a bunch of music in years past. This is the second recent song from us, eventually to be included on an upcoming album. 

Ryan came up with the original drums and bass seed of this song, sent it to me and I laid down some guitar and synth. He then arranged the pieces and added a killer vocal track. He also gets credit for the production work on this one. Thanks for listening, friends!

Here is a link our other recent track, Dive:
https://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/dive


Terms

Written by James Geer

Over here the customs seem so strange 
Over here my words gets disarranged 
Over here I’m bothered all the day
Over here I want to get away

I’ve been missing
I’ve been missing
Home

Over here the accents are so deep
Over here the hills are way too steep
Over here the forests overgrown 
Over here I’m virtually alone

I’ve been missing
I’ve been missing
Home

Over here

Warning not a finished product 😂💜 woke up in a bad- mood - bad dreams with Dresden dolls in my head - recorded 1 take playing and singing another take just singing (excuse bum notes)- threw some drums on it-wondering if anyone fancies a wee collab -add some bass -guitars or harmonies -I think doing a cover with someone new is a really good way to get to know them - if you feel the urge hit me up  

So you don't wanna hear about my good song?
You don't wanna hear about how I am getting on
With all the things that I can get done
The sun is in the sky and I am by my lonesome
So you don't wanna hear about my good day?
You have better things to do than to hear me say

God, it's been a lovely day, everything's been going my way
I took out the trash today and I'm on fire

So you don't wanna hear about my good friends
You don't have the guts to take the truth or consequence
Success is in the eye of the beholder
And it's looking even better over your cold shoulder

I'm not suggesting you get to line me up for questioning
But Jesus think about the bridges you are burning and I'm betting
That even though you knew it from the start
You'd rather be a bitch than be an ordinary broken heart

So go ahead and talk about your bad day
I want all the details of the pain and misery
That you are inflicting on the others
I consider them my sisters and I want their numbers

God, it's been a lovely day, everything's been going my way
I took up croquet today, I'm on fire
I picked up the pieces of my broken ego
I have finally made my peace as far as you and me go
But I'd love to have you up to see the place
I'd like to do more than survive, I'd like to rub it in your face
Hey, it's been a lovely day, everything is going my way
I had so much fun today and I'm on fire
God, it's been a lovely day every thing's been going my way
Ever since you went away, hey, I'm on fire
I'm on fire, I'm on fire, I'm on
I'm on fire, I'm on fire
I'm on fire, I'm on
So you don't wanna hear about my good day?

good day - Dresden dolls (cover-collab welcome)

Cast of Characters:

The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl -- vocals, lyrics, Ovation acoustic guitar, and composition
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and upright piano
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and Collings mandolin
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST fiddle
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Earle Scruggs custom banjo, production, mix, and mastering

This is the latest in our series of songs Carl has written about us. Being as both Tez, a lifelong, and to a lesser degree, Carl are Manchester United fans, Carl siezed on the opportunity to celebrate their shared fandom. Although the lyrics are a little inscrutable to us Americans, we love that football (soccer) fans from across the pond will know exactly what he's talking about. 
  Carl wrote this song on his acoustic guitar, and upon sharing it with us, we weren't sure as to the direction we wanted to take it. JJ threw down first, adding his good-time-sounding upright piano and strikingly beautiful organ to the mix first. Enchanted with Carl's composition, Josh next added his bass and mandolin both in the same recording session, without even closing his DAW. Mark was in right after, adding his friendly fiddle solo as well as fiddle fills throughout. Being as the song is about him, Tez came along shortly after and added the tuneful intro and outro on his guitar. Then, as it was just about to sit for a while, Ken added his very tasteful, perfect drums to the mix, thus completing the rhythm section. 
  Before we put a bow on it, though, Stephen made it back from his week in the Colorado wilderness in time to add his magical banjo to the mix. Speaking of mixes, now it was time for one, and we turned it over to him, our in house pro, to do the honors.
  We all really enjoyed working on this one. It is an example of Eclectic Collective taking one of Carls songs and having our way with it. Always a team effort getting it over the line, but we always manage to do it. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by The Beautiful Dark:

Division Two Champs, '75
Small consolation for '74 cries
Fan wow land psyched
True Red Devil in this life

We fell to Leeds
Last Division 1
We had the Irish
Man, I followed them
McGrath didn't train
A different breed
Golden era
Boozed up greats as seed

Then, we mostly won
But still, these moments to memories shone
Keane's end at Juventus
His team's power won
Beast perseverance
2-3 semi so they march on

Teddy & Ole
Broken Bayern lines
Videos with no YouTube
In sport mad mind

Great from great, Cantona
Flying curve ball martial artist
Old Leeds leech
A la French finest

Man Utd before Glazier fud
Old Trafford dreams
Red Devil blood
A fan forever no matter loss
Good grinding Fergie
Our hairdryer boss

True Red Devil
Hughesy's volleys
Arsenal disheveled
Good Giggsy speed
End to end
Back of the net
Great teen we get
Front of our dreams

True Red Devil
Scars from Aguero
And Barce's better
New cycles please
We've been Malcolmed
Bought like shop
These greedy Glaziers fucking up
Our theatre of dreams

If only for Fergie time
We'd be doing just fine

True Red Devil-Eclectic Collective

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: @farout-music-studio

Find David's sublime guitar work here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
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You know, don't you?  Oh, yes you do.  
You know you're being monitored, observed, assessed by something that knows you intimately.  
Knows you better than you’d like to think.  
Your secondary semi-subconscious once-removed.  
That's why you talk to yourself - or pretend to.  
Admit it - you're not really you, at all, are you?  
In fact, you're not real, are you?  You are watching “you”.  
You are nothing but your alter ego's doppelganger temporarily encased in a piece of warm, wet meat.  
A transient instantiation of a mirrored reflection of some lump of sentience from precisely one, of an infinite number of parallel universes.  

It’s called “conscience”.  

Handle with care.  

You were gifted it for a reason.
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"…..Neatly packaged, all my doubts, the rationales and bellyaches,
Wracked without, passion in thrall to humanity's handicap diamond stakes…."
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Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss, 
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past, 
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there, 
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare, 
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
   .......some worthwhile inner self.
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Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

Ghost of a Sense ... with Seagull and David Dunham

MOONLIGHT

My old SC mate Micah played drums to test a friend’s recording set, and sent me some cuts full of improvised breaks and tempos. I love time changes, yet this was really challenging!

I finally chose two of them and jammed with bass until I learnt his story telling.
Then, I clicked on the red button, again and again.

Drums played ad libitum by Micah Gettys https://soundcloud.com/graphicsontelevisions https://soundcloud.com/letterpressmighty 
Drums engineered and mixed by Dean Johnston https://soundcloud.com/forest-of-dean
Other sounding stuff made in Ruizzoidman's bedroom.
Artwork also makeshifted by Micah Gettys, oh, what a dude !!

Floating Point (with Micah Gettys)

Singer songwriter from the mountains of North Carolina

New EP "Blue Ridge Mountain Waterfalls" out now (Sept. 18th, 2025)

www.josephhouckmusic.com

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