very good production ..nice work Louie !!!!!!

We "re All Ears to Listening to your Musical Lesson! :)

“The Elusive Organ” by Luke

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“The Elusive Organ”  by Luke

Inside Me / an open invitation for a collab 
from Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)
Vocal and Lyrics Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/inside-me-vocals-96-bpm
Paploviante: Bass, Music, mix and mastering

Inside Me - IPG1 & Paploviante

09/18/2024- A HUGE THANK YOU again for all of the streams so far on this song and for these amazing comments, re-posts, likes, and plays. It is so unbelievable to me actually. Thank you for taking the time out of your life to listen to my music. 

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Please, I would be honored if you would follow me here:
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Here is the song link:
Reaching Further
https://open.spotify.com/album/7jVNPUfs2ETVIKjAxRHQiY


© 2024 Lyrics And Music By Brenda Doss 
℗ 2024 By Brenda Doss / Hello Trees Records

Lyrics:
Made up some mantra cards
And I carry them close everywhere I go
I can win I can change I can see myself reaching further

Don't have much money these days
But I'm rich with a spirit that never gives up
I'm in this forever, as long as it takes I'll be dreamin'

On and on the world spins and here, my only life to live
What will it be from now as I look forward?

It's all about the choices I make
What I do, where I go for the rest of my days
I’ll learn from the past but I'll only look back when I'm older

No one's gonna take my dreams away
No one’s gonna change my resolution 
I want only memories,  and no regrets yeah
I'm the one who's gonna  make it right
Oh I'm the only who's gonna live this life
So I'm holdin out this time for something more
Reaching further than I have before

I need my mantra cards
Seems the voices of fear they keep pulling me down
Faraway from the crowd I must learn what it means to be silent

Cause only in my head a wall can turn into an open door
If I can see it I can walk right through it
While all around me life goes on I hear the beat of my own drum 
I listen and I know I'm getting closer

No one's gonna take my dreams away
No one's  gonna change my resolution
I want only memories 
And no regrets, yeah

I'm  the one I'm gonna make it right
Oh I'm the one I'm gonna live this life
So I'm  holdin' on this time
You see I'm holdin' on this time for something more
Reaching further than I have before
I can see myself reaching further

Debut

Reaching Further

Sideshift (2020) Anthology CD3 Track 04

Amour d'été

This collab with my Dear HyLGZ22 - Let him tread only on floors covered with rose petals - is a surrealistic tribal experimenttion on percussions and horns.

Musique : HyLGZ22 & Damga. Texte : Damga & HyLGZ22

"Lactescence lunaire sous les vibrations d'une onde mystique et ténébreuse. Tu t'agrippes à mes chevilles et te dissous en secret dans l'océan de mes pensées chastes et merveilleuses. Cela serait parfait sans les pétales tombés des fleurs pourpres et les herbes couchées sous nos corps qui roulent. Sans les salamandres de nos instincts crépusculaires et émaciés. Sans la circonférence intense de ton sexe démultiplié dans les angles circonflexes de mes possessions démoniaques.

Tu bandes donc tu es ! Je mouille donc j'essuie.

Je danse nue sur le bord de la falaise, sous les lunules concupiscentes de nos espérances polymérisées. Et le chaos des vagues emporte mon cœur béant dans le ressac de tes désirs, dans la polymorphie de nos accouplements, dans la sombre splendeur de ta servitude gynarchique.
Ta langue têtue s’obstine à ma confluence, dans les langueur gluantes de mon plaisir fractal. Ton membre furieux lutte dans la cage d’acier poli qui le contient et le dompte. Moi seule aie la clé de ton assouvissement, mais jalousement je la garde contre ma peau comme un talisman lémurien.

Je plonge de la falaise, dans l’océan primordial de tes créations fantasmatiques. Les tentacules insidieux des poulpes, les algues lutineuses aux ondoiements serpentins, les pinces nacrées des squilles dépècent mes certitudes et coagulent mes perplexités. Ruisselantes et majestueuse, j’émerge des flots pour m’élever à nouveau au firmament des églogues rutilantes. Et, rêveuse et insouciante, je m’allonge à tes côtés, parfumant ta couche d’hésitations et de cyprine.

Comme les foules en sueur devant l’abbatiale, je contemple avec délectation le statuaire grotesque de nos amours indomptées. Les gargouilles s’accouplent voluptueusement avec les stryges, dans une orgie pourprée et foisonnante. Tu bénis mes solerets de platine et ordonne les ardillons dépenaillés de mes spalières. Et ta fougue marmoréenne inonde mes courbures émouvantes de ses jaillissements nacrés. Et nous nous envolons sur les ailes duveteuses de nos longs spasmes époustouflants et synchrones.
Les longues rémiges lunaires s’ébrouent de nos émerveillements vertigineux. Le paysage laiteux nous englobe de sa chaude humidité non-euclidienne. Et les pigments des ailes pulvérulentes des papillons adhèrent à nos épidermes en sueur.

Par-delà les champignons blancs et pelucheux des nuages, nous courons vers les galaxies éperdues de beauté irréelles, vers la blessure sanglante de l’aube, dans le velours uni de la nuit."

Cantique Surréaliste Et Pulvérulent

Llanpysch mix of Innerkey's epic track Pen Lyn. Listen to the original track here https://soundcloud.com/innerkeydj/pen-lyn?si=fd476a0970384cf2a5a28cd280939f14&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Rob composed this a couple of years ago after we'd been on holiday to the Llyn Penninsula, North Wales. Inspired by the wild beauty of Pen Llyn's north coast, this track captures the sound and spirit of the ocean crashing into the land. Photo taken from the cliffs at Traeth Tudweiliog.
Rob - Composition, original mix and production,beats and  synths   
Tez - remix and guitars                          

The Cat and The Sea - by RS Thomas
'It is a matter of a black cat
On a bare cliff top in March
Whose eyes anticipate
The gorse petals;

The formal equation of
A domestic purr
With the cold interiors
Of the sea's mirror.'

Pen Llyn - with Innerkey

Dreaming Of The Past by Boddenberg & Jeamland

Colloidal Foam

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

All Eyes On Me - Tha Remix at Level One Up

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