Jean & Stricknice Tracks

Greazy Parade: 21 home cooked tracks from the SoundCloud community

Bulbs of Appreciation: Thanks for all your playlists and comments on The Shrike Pt. 1, Pt. 2!

Shock the Algorithm

Related tracks: Flute Loops & Jam (*voices version*)

Related tracks: WASP

New collaboration featuring my main man Jean JeJeune on keys and myself on Guitar-Bass & Drums.

Sharky Waters (Feat Jean LeJeune)

We all don't know. And we spend a lot of time thinking about it.
It's important to appreciate the life we have and make the most of it. It's important how we use our time to make sure we live the life we want.

I thank my fellow musicians, especially Marquis, who always takes a look at my quirky projects. This time he even wrote a foreword - I'm grateful for that, after we set the theme.
Furthermore I thank Fabi for his wonderful guitars and Malu for a cool singing session.

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"My wife and I had just finished creating our “Death Docs” when bitzone reached out and asked if I wanted to work on a new song with him. “Death Docs” are what my wife was calling all the paperwork related to our will and estate planning. When I asked Bitzone what he wanted my lyrics to be about he replied “perhaps about regulating one's own affairs for an uncertain future …” I though this was good timing since this was already on my mind. As I began writing lyrics, I started to ponder what some of my generation (and older) on our death bed would say to the younger generation that will have to live with our mistakes on this planet. Maybe there is still time to fix things. As they say, always leave the campground cleaner than you found it." - Marquis Zane aka Couch King, 2022 Dec.

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Vocals & Lyrics:
Marquis Zane @couch-king-presents
bitzone @bitzone

Vocals
Malu www.instagram.com/lunartickband/

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes

the other stuff
bitzone @bitzone

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What if there is nothing at the end of the road?

I leave to you my denied intuition
Kinda saw it coming all along
I leave to you my dark bleak vision
You’re right, guess we had it all wrong
I leave to you my dead optimism
To start it wasn’t really that strong
I leave to you my tired tried mission
And leave it up to you take it on

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

To you, soon deceased
Despite failed attempts to say the least
To right this impending hell that’s soon to be unleashed
Famine from my feast
With lips and fingers fully greased and grasp that stubbornly refuses to release
I desist and I cease
I lovingly bequeath

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

Guess I should have told you
A little bit sooner
Maybe thought what I could do
To make things smoother
Planned a little better for my
Inevitable departure
Thought about your future
Instead of just being a consumer
Instead of an over producer
Call me a user
Hope you can be just a little bit truer

End of the road

End of the road #Couch King|Fabi|Malu

Check the debut and tribute track from SHOCK THE ALGORITHM, a brand new Hard Heavy Rock band from Athens, GR. This debut track is dedicated to all the blessed souls that we lost unfairly in Tempi, 28/2/23 on a train crash. R.I.P. and God bless all these souls, their families and the whole world.

#τέμπη

Shock the Algorithm

Youtube link: https://youtu.be/03e3VHfWTfo

lyrics:
Wings on a Wagon
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We've spoken twice
and roll the dice
i said i'm leaving this town for a day or two
I packed my bags
i'm on a railway track
i'm gonna see you again my love really soon
We're sailing into the unknown, before the sun comes up
Why we've become so distant? i see wings on a wagon
Why there's no line to reach you, we are flying on flamed wings of a dragon
there's only youth around me, only young angels beside me
i said don't worry about me, i see wings on a wagon
the end is near, i felt no fear
i had no time to think about
i saw the flames, i heard some names
and then connection lost for eternity
and i will call and i won't fall, get some rest and sleep well    
and i'll be there and i'll take care, don't worry mom i won't be late...

facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100090960666086

Rock and Roll Kills

Wings on a Wagon

Wings on a Wagon ( Τέμπη 28 Φεβρουαρίου 2023 )

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

he wished everything would fade away.

reversed bass and drums by https://soundcloud.com/five-extra-arms

and he wanted to pay (slowed+reverb)

Texte Français et Google Translate

CROYONS EN NOUS

Un peu de sens bien réaliste
Quand on y pense, tout çà existe
Cacher ses maux, ne pas les vivre
Regarder haut  çà nous enivre.
Un peu d’amour, rien qu’une larme
Se faire des jours posant les âmes
Seront t’ils beaux, fera t’il sombre ?
Dans chaque haut, il y’a une ombre.
Un peu d’argent juste ce qu’il faut
C’est indécent d’en avoir trop
Les coins de rue montrent la misère
Des homme perdus sans rien y faire.

Croyons en nous, croyons-y fort
Voyons le bout, et puis d'abord
Restons debout, au mauvais sorts
Pas à genoux, une fois encore.
Dans un mal fou prenant nos corps
Prendre des coups sans avoir tord
Pensons à nous une fois encore.
Un point c'est tout et puis alors.

Un peu de rêve, des brins d’espoirs
Que rien n’achève pour mieux y croire
De l’utopie plus que raison
Entendre oui plutôt que non.
Un peu de chance, des coups de pot
Quand çà avance sont jamais trop
Un p'tit bonheur c'est bon à prendre
Et le meilleur c'est beau à rendre.
Un peu d'oubli sur l'importance
Prendre la vie comme elle avance
A chaque trou il faut remplir
Et jusqu’au bout bien se le dire.

Croyons en nous...

LET'S BELIEVE IN OURSELVES

A bit of realistic meaning
When you think about it, it all exists
Hide your pain, don't live with it
Looking up high intoxicates us.
A little love, just a tear
Have days resting the souls
Will they be beautiful, will it be dark?
In every top, there is a shadow.
A little money just enough
It's indecent to have too much
Street corners show misery
Men lost without doing anything about it.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves
Let's see the end, and then first
Let's stay standing, bad luck
Not on your knees, again.
In a crazy evil taking over our bodies
Take blows without being wrong
Let us think of ourselves once again.
Period, that's all, so what.

A little dream, a bit of hope
That nothing ends to better believe it
Utopia more than reason
Hear yes rather than no.
A little luck, pot shots
When things progress, there are never too many
A little happiness is good to take
And the best part is beautiful.
A little forgetting about the importance
Take life as it goes
Each hole must be filled
And until the end, say it to yourself.

Let's believe in ourselves...

A little peace would be good
But we don't know what tomorrow is
A white flag slung over one shoulder
By slandering all the troubles.
A little emotion, which takes to the heart
Heat the cold for the best
Can do good in the spirit
Because for everyone nothing is written.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves

CROYONS EN NOUS

https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues: flute x10; clarinet x6; tenor sax x3; soprano sax x2; alto sax; bamboo flutes x2; oboe; synth; beats (Inspiring original track https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/cryptoblues).
RUIZZOIDMAN: lyrics, vocals, guitar.

VENTOSO BLUES A LA PRADERA  /  WINDY BLUES FOR THE PRAIRIE

Pradera, salgo de viaje,  /  Prairie, I go on a trip,
te dejo aquí prisionera.  /  I leave you prisoner here.
Salgo sin prisa, pradera,  /  I leave without hurry, prairie,
seca de hierba salvaje.  /  dry from wild grass.
Dejo este bello paraje,  /  I leave this beautiful place,
este río y su ribera,  /  this river and its bank,
atrapados en la espera  /  trapped in the wait
de recibir su folaje,  /  to receive its foliage,
su frescura y su coraje  /  its freshness and its courage
verde de la primavera.  /  green of the springtime.

Este tren que con seguro  /  This train that with confident
traqueteo de ti me lleva;  /  rattling takes me away from you;
surge el humo de su cueva  /  the smoke arises from his cave
ensuciando tu aire puro.  /  polluting your pure air.
Ya la vía, acero oscuro,  /  So the railway, dark steel,
ya la vía es la prueba,  /  so the railway is the proof,
ya la vía, nieve o llueva,  /  so the railway, may it snow or rain,
debil tú, el acero duro,  /  weak you, the steel hard,
tú la brisa, él el muro,  /  you the breeze, it the wall,
tú la suave, mi pradera.  /  you the soft, my prairie.

De tus flores, la frescura,  /  From your flowers, the freshness,
quieren apagar el fuego  /  they want to extinguish the fire
de la marcha, y así luego  /  of the pace, and so then
mantener fragancia pura,  /  maintain pure fragrance,
mas es tal tu desventura,  /  but your misfortune is such,
tal fuerza del enclavado  /  such strength of the interlocked
metal, que te ha fallado  /  metal, that has failed you
tuya la verde dulzura  /  yours the green sweetness
bajo la realidad dura  /  under the harsh reality
de los rieles plateados.  /  of the silvery rails.


Pic from https://www.thoughtco.com

Ventoso Blues A La Pradera (with The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Taken from our upcoming debut album "Rock and Roll Kills" (mid-2024).
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/kWZJiztgoXU (like & subscribe:))
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lyrics:
And then i ask my self, is there a way out, could i be heard loud?
And then i ask my self, could it be?

And then i turn my head, up in the sky and wondering why?
could i turn back time or live it again?

Chances are thrown away, anothers have won not gone astray
but that's a blessing not a curse so thank you!

You think is over...over now, just shake your head and face now
face the truth and all the greatness around

Don't need nothing else, i got everything that completes me
all the rest is just a dusty grain of sand

(p) & (c),all rights reserved, STA 2024.

Dusty Grain of Sand

Watch the video on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9zWAGy6ncI
Written and produced by She's Excited!
Programming, vocals and lyrics by Anne Wichmann
Guitar & field recordings by Gene Chaban
Cover credits: Photo by Konstantin Onishchenko, Art by katiamess

Bleeding stars light up the sky
Prodigies and beasts are bidding their good-bye
And I see the rising of the hollow signs of doubt
Want to believe, want to believe
There’s love beneath

So I close my eyes
And I say to myself:
“Love, you know how to stabilize.”
And I unfold my mind:
“There’s no heaven, there’s no hell, love
There’s no fortunes left to tell.”

Oh, I’ll be eating up the sorrows
I’ll turn the frowns around
Hope to see the growing signs of doubt just going down

So I close my eyes
And I say to myself:
“Love, you know how to stabilize.”
And I unfold my mind:
“Quit the stories and get well, love
There’s no fortunes left to tell.”

We all live complicated lives
And we all sometimes just want to hide
So many fates in the high-rise
They’re unknown, un-shown, hand-sewn, full-blown and grown

Bleeding stars light up the skies
Prodigies and beasts are bidding their good-bye
And I see the rising of the hollow signs of doubt
Want to believe, want to believe
There’s love beneath

Moments Of Sonder

Celebrity Parade

Track made from an initial unfinished track from Kutkh and Issey Cross's acapella - Thank you Issey ! We love your vocals !
Check @Kutkh tracks

Issey Cross - Sleepwalking (Geoffrey SmartPunk & Kutkh Remix)

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released mid-2024 - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EVDW2mi4i0g
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Explicit lyrics:
Felt like almost dead, would you carry me home, would you lay me down?
Felt like shit again, would you bring my pills? do you know how it feels?

i don't know where to go...is this the end? i don't know!
From the tip of my head...till my toes, is this hell and heaven's above?

is there a free ride or a lottary prize? to win to lose on an XL size?
crappy or not, time will show...all i know is heaven's above!

I don't wanna buy a lotta food
i don't wanna get rid the booze
i don't wanna buy an SUV
i don't wanna get fatold and get peed

i don't wanna watch the news
i don't wanna get dirty with tools
i don't wanna smell your farts
i don't wanna mess around with you fatfucks!

Heaven's above?

The fall of Constantinople, also known as the conquest of Constantinople, was the capture of the capital of the Byzantine Empire by the Ottoman Empire. The city was captured on 29 May 1453 as part of the culmination of a 53-day siege which had begun on 6 April. https://en.wikipedia

53 Days Siege : 
Compose by. Chris..ZøBro  
(Original Version)

53 Days Siege  (Byzantine Empire)

Dive into the haunting world of Dead Blues Bat, where the echoes of classic blues collide with the rugged allure of Western spaghetti rockabilly.

Music Video >> https://youtu.be/ZGAovD3r0GA?si=AAKTNkxc_V5iZWQL

Return To Black Peak

A sentimental country-ish ballad with a big sad finish.
Dedicated to anyone suffering from memory loss. Thanks for listening.
Lyrics:
I can still remember
Felicia in December
Outside in the cold
Smoking Swisher Sweet Cigarettes
But she would always forget
If you're gonna inhale that shit
You know she always got sick
She'd chewed down the tip

It's like I told you on the phone
My mind is not all my own
All my memories are dissolving
Our nights in Arroyo Park
Out feeling that spark
That Datsun that would never start
My bad Cure haircut (disaster!)
My heart was beating faster
A sketch of a love scene
Painted behind
A gothic old master

I was selfish with my time
And now I seem to lead my life
Conducting orchestras in my mind
Oh, I don't know how this sounds
But sometimes I listen to the ground
To hear and feel the rumblings
I think that you're coming around

All my memories are dissolving
Soon, I'll have no memories of this world
I'll have no memories of this world
So let's go out tonight
And shoot out the lights!
Let's break our hearts tonight
I'll have no memories of this world

I wanted to drop you this line
To thank you for the time
And thank you for being in my life
Thank you for being my life

Let's Break Our Hearts Tonight

This is a toe-tapping sort of song combining amplified and acoustic instruments. A simple, fun love song about a guy who lost the love of his life for years and contented himself with doing "nothin' special"...until he and the girl randomly run into each other again. The flame is rekindled into "somethin' special”. This release is even more special as it is a remake of a previous recording that I entrusted to my "Daniels & Durgy" partner, Nat Daniels (Gentle Rain Records), to remix and produce. Nat cleaned up so much along with adding her piano and bass skills to really make this meet my original expectations. Thanks Nat! (banner artwork by StockSnap/Pixababy)

All music and lyrics written by Craig Durgy
Craig Durgy: vocals, guitar, banjo
Nat Daniels: piano & bass
Produced by Nat Daniels of Gentle Rain Records
Copyright 2024
Gentle Rain Records

Lyrics: Special by Craig Durgy

Nothin’ special, no, nothin’ special
Ain’t nothin’ special, never nothin’ special to do
Till I ran into you

No way of knowing that you’d be showing up here
You’re eyes are glowing, there’s somethin’ going on here
Somethin’ special my dear

I guess there’s no understanding, just why we drifted apart
But we were young and just looking for a brand new start
Your smile reveals what I’m feelin’, and I ain’t gonna be shy
I’m not letting my something special pass by

But there was nothin’ special, no, nothin’ special
Nothin’ special, that’s especially true
Compared to being with you

Now I can tell you, girl just how well you
Look and smell too, it must compel you to be
Feelin’ special for me

Nothin’ special for so long, guess I was waiting on you
And now I know that you were long lost lovin’ me too
Now you can hear when I say it, that I love you so true
Girl, there ain’t nothin’ more special than you

When I told you I loved you, you weren’t around to reply
And all these years I just wound up wondering why
Now you can hear when I say it, that I love you so true
Girl, there ain’t nothin’ more special than you

Nothin’ more special, there ain’t nothin’
No, no nothin’, nothin’ more special than you
Now that you’re lovin’ me too!

Special

The great Elvin Jones use to drive music with his cymbals and power behind John Coltrane and McCoy Tyler.   Joining me here again on a 12/8 modal groove to celebrate the sound of Trane is Cologne's Georg Boehme, a superb Bari Sax and woodwind player.   https://soundcloud.com/georg-boehme. Together we remember these great moments from the 60s

Here's a playlist of our recordings together:  https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind/sets/grooving-with-georg-boehme

Thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares

Step Out - Georg Boehme / Jamie Rhind

Experimental recorder/sax mash-up....can't get enough of my new alto recorder with its 'baroque' (or 'English') fingering (hence title......never new it was even called that!)

Baroque Finger Blues

Mood Exhibit - Bloom

I reached out to my good friend Jean LeJeune to throw down some extra keys and percussion in the mix and man he did not disappoint!, so grab a stack of napkins plus some towelettes kids cuz this that extra Greazy shit!

Greazy-(Collaboration with Jean LeJeune)

What if you lose your language(s)?
There are parts in the song where different vocals appear at the same time which makes it harder to understand. This is intended. After all the song is about aphasia.

The Aphasic
In this damned town I always walk around
searching for the sign I will never find
cannot give up, cannot go on
I feel eternity, feel it right in front of me

I can’t hear what they say/ the same
express it my own way/ every day
what they don’t understand/ can’t find
they try but they can’t/ the words to say
words slipping through my grasp/the thoughts swirl inside your mind
though I try to clasp/but the words just unwind
the words are in the past/the words out of grasp
they can never last/caught in your mind’s trap
I see it in your eyes/the thoughts…
my words a big surprise/but the words…
it’s all in my mind/the words…
I write a few lines/caught in…
but I can’t understand the sings of my own hand

can’t read a single line, can’t read a single sign
the words don’t reach you, though they try to teach you

I’m caught somewhere in my mind, can’t cross the borderline
I’m lonely in a crowd, and I can’t get out
there’s darkness in the light/the same
and light in the dark night/every day
I’ll get along with it/can’t find 
‘cause I’m too strong for it/the words to say
I’m lost in my speech/ the thoughts swirl inside your mind
the words are out of reach/ but the words just unwind
I would like to break free/ the words out of grasp
hope I can find the key/ caught in mind’s trap
some words cross my way/the thoughts…
but they will never stay/but the words…
the words don’t make sense/ the words out of grasp
out of reach, behind the fence/ caught in mind’s trap
I’ll find a way to shine/ the thoughts…
you’ll see that I’ll be fine/ but the words…
I will find my voice/the words…
it will be more than noise/caught in…
you’ll see it’s not in vain, I’ll find my own refrain

can’t read a single line, can’t read a single sign
the words don’t reach you, though they try to teach you

The Aphasic

WASP 12b

WASP

I'll Just Have To Wait (instrumental)

same as previous upload, but with (my) voices added. see which you prefer...

See the original for details: https://soundcloud.com/user-432503709/flute-loops-jam

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here's some pictures I took:
https://500px.com/p/MrMark?view=photos

Flute Loops & Jam (*voices version*)

Vocals + lyrics: She's Excited! (https://soundcloud.com/she-s-excited)
Keys, bass + initial backing track: Greg (https://soundcloud.com/g-c-ess)
Aleatoric method, guitar, beat + production: Wou-Wou & The Wormling

Chords, tempo, time signature and lyric themes were all picked out at random using dice, coin flips and pulling prompts from a hat.

Artwork by Wou-Wou & The Wormling (https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling)

0304: Plastic or Steel (feat. She's Excited! & Greg)

Old but new track inspired by the great Beaumont Hannant

The Reason For Indecision

very old pic i painted when i was in school around 17yo

noxpox - Slo Beat Stomp

True Love

Colonel Sanders has got 11 herbs and spice, Paul Simon got 50 ways to leave a lover, J and I got 49 ways to make it funky. In this example you stay up till 2am banging on beer bottles, wearing sunglasses and passing ideas around till something sticks.

49 Ways (with Stricknice)

Collaboration with my good friend Jean who always brings that funky flav. Based on a reworked live jam we put down back in the day. We got a little Biz and Audio two in the mix with a splash of sea salt in the Crock pot so yo check it out.

Milky Bizness (Jean Lejeune & Stricknice)

2018

After The Fact (Stricknice on Drums & Bass)

Collaboration with Stricknice. I recently got a Hammond M3 organ and I started this track off on my old Tascam 424 MkII to cassette. Put down some drum machine guide, added in my drum kit, and the Hammond M3 in my garage. Bounced that to my computer while adding delay fx and breaks. Sent that to Stricknice, who hit my back the next day with Bass, guitar & samples added, took that and noticed how it sounded like it could use some skank. So I added the bubble piano/organ sound, some sound effects with my voice with a bunch of reverb, some synth bass. Played the melodica bits, Created a bridge section transferring the cassette bits this time all 3 tracks mixed on the computer with heavy low pass filtering. Then found some Lee Perry interviews that I chopped up and inserted. Sprinkled on some drum hits with delay and plate reverb.

Scratch that Itch (Featuring Stricknice)

No matter where music takes me creatively i feel like it always brings me back to myself. Thanks to anybody stopping thru to check out my music, here to share so free DL on all of my music.