MS.  JESSICA,  SO ENJOYABLE AND BEAUTIFUL !

soooooo beautiful composition and arrangaments 💯💯💯👍

excellent track fantastic 🌹🌹🌹👍

The organ is very well played, beautiful melody and arrangements!!!!!

Daily Drops

No More Believing

No More Believing -With AnandaTuk

PASACANA

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually as part of my Foul Weather Friends album)

I bet I met Belial Pelegrim (https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim, https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/) within the first 3 months of discovering Soundcloud; and man did he set the bar high. If you have yet to encounter his music while exploring this community, I would be flabbergasted. He is most definitely located in the left ventricle of this great circle of friends. :)

One of the things I genuinely admire about him (besides being an off-the-scale musical genius) is his tremendously generous nature in supporting the people of this community. Back when the idea of collaborating scared the living shit out of me, he actually offered me the opportunity; we then made ‘Fog Drinker’ (that was back in August of 2017. Wow! Where has the time gone?)… and after that, I wasn’t so horrified by the idea of collabs any more. Frankly, you survive the wild ride that is a Belial collab, and you’re pretty much fully acclimatized to the idea. Haha.

And here we are, almost 7 years to the day… and I have the great privilege of hosting our 8th musical soundscape… and this thing is superb if I do say so myself. 

Honestly, everything I’ve created with this guy is awe-inspiring. Here's a link to the playlist so you can check them out when you’re done here (https://soundcloud.com/justin_mackay/sets/the-belial-pelegrim-grevusanjl). You’ll thank me for this. I promise. 

Oh, and while you're on his page, check out any one of his Taffeta series. A new chapter is released every weekend. Needless to say, it has been a massive stretch just to reach song 200 (of 266) this weekend. And it is a labor of love we can all benefit from. It truly boggles the mind.

In the meantime, we hope you enjoy, ‘Trading My Doomsday Clock For A Sundial’. :)

F.W. Friends

Trading My Doomsday Clock For A Sundial | Belial Pelegrim & GrevusAnjl

Where Did We Go?

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, drums, bass, composition, and arrangement 
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – guitar
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– guitar, production, mix, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–ehru 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – lap steel

This ripe piece of funk started with JJ essentially composing it on the e. Piano, organ, drums, and bass. He had the Eclectic Collective in mind when he did so, though. JJ actually is playing his drum kit on this one, so funkily that we decided to keep his drums in there. That didn't leave a whole lot of room for Ken to get in on it, but he managed to add a really cool ehru part. The ehru is a two stringed asian violin with a distinct high percussive sound. JJ's bass line was so well played and solid, we decided to keep it in there, too, which also left Josh searching for a place in the mix. He decided to go last with the lap slide to anchor the foundation of the blues idiom. But he did that after Stephen and Tez cast their spells on the song with their magical guitars. Tez can be heard with the trippy, delay-heavy staccato lines, and Stephen with the silky smooth crying blues lines throughout. 
  Of course, every great song needs a great mixer and producer, and we're lucky enough to have Stephen to do the honors on this one for us.
  This song represents The Eclectic Collective at our funky finest, and we always enjoy and appreciate when JJ starts a song for us. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it. 
  If you really dig it, and have read the whole way to the bottom, please consider sharing this, too. We all appreciate your ears and support.

Sly Willy Blues  - The Eclectic Collective

Never Say Goodbye

Midnight

Original acapella Che Paxin (Looperman)
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22932/without-you-by-chepaxin-102bpm-pop-acapella
Photo : Paris vu de Montmartre

Without You Ft ChePaxin

Image by Stablecog AI:

When I came up with my stage name for SoundCloud,
I imagined an old organ grinder with his monkey and money cup,
cranking away on a street corner of an old cobblestone village.
But these days, the street corner was even older, as was the man himself,
along with his old synthesizer. The monkey is long gone, in case you were wondering.

Actually, I was quite surprised when the image that appeared got my glasses and my beard right, and even my blue shirt along with a pocket (where I keep my pocket protecter full of pens and pencils). Heck, it could almost have been my photo.

Ye Olde Synthgrinder

Just an old man getting crazy with his looper pedal

Do Like You Wanna Do

Q-Holy Rain

Thursday

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Presenting "Elara" - Photograph - Cross Talk

I have attempted to conveys a sense of being trapped or controlled by the image, hinting at the "foe" without explicitly stating it, building immediate tension.

Using Beats, Percussion Rhythmic Guitar & Vocal Chops I have created the mood for the psychological battle Elara experiences using spoken word and repetitive background vocals to create an evocative  intriguing atmosphere using the Alchemy Cross Talk Pad.


Original Lyrics & Vocals by Heidi-Marie
Every time I look at you I can't think Every time I look at you I can't speak
Your not the person I want to be thinking about

Your not the person I want to be speaking about

Everytime I look at you I can’t think

Just a frame, a moment caught,
A silent story, tightly wrought
It's more than paper, ink, and light
It’s a anchor in the fading night
Holding fast to what once was
Defying time, defying laws
A single click
This photograph, it holds me bound
No other vision can be found
A perfect pause, a timeless plea
This pixel dream, consuming me
Yeah, this photograph, it's all I see
Stealing every thought from me

The world outside keeps spinning fast, But in this frame, we're built to last
I trace the lines, the silent gaze
Lost in these captured, ancient days
I feel the pulse, though time has fled
The living ghost inside my head

This photograph, it holds me bound
No other vision can be found
A perfect pause, a timeless plea
This pixel dream, consuming me
Yeah, this photograph, it's all I see
Stealing every thought from me.

Do I forget the truth of then?
Or just the moment, now and when? This fragile image, stark and clear
Drowns out the whispers, conquers fear. A phantom touch, a whispered name, Feeding this all-consuming flame.
This photograph, it holds me bound
No other vision can be found
A perfect pause, a timeless plea
This pixel dream
consuming me
Yeah, this photograph, it's all I see,
Can't think... can't speak... 
Every time I look at you I can't think  I can't speak
Every time I look at you I can't think  I can't speak
Your not the person I want to be thinking about
Your not the person I want to be speaking about

Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

8.7.2025

Artwork - #azcreativestudiosydney

Photograph - Cross Talk

This piece moves gently, carrying a subtle sadness, but never sinking into despair. Its mood feels like quiet reflection — tinged with melancholy but also with warmth and dignity.
The music opens with a French horn solo, soft and resonant, its tone suggesting both distance and intimacy, like a voice calling from memory. The horn’s melodic line is simple yet noble, setting the reflective character of the work.
As the clarinet enters, it answers the horn in a lighter, more lyrical voice, bringing a hint of comfort and movement. The bassoon follows with a deeper, more grounded timbre, adding weight and gentle sorrow to the texture. Underneath, the cello provides sustained tones and subtle, pulsing rhythms — not heavy, but steady, anchoring the ensemble.
Through the middle section, the four instruments weave together in a chamber-like conversation: the horn’s phrases stretching long and noble, the clarinet offering sigh-like responses, the bassoon coloring the harmony with a touch of gravity, and the cello carrying a quiet undercurrent of resilience.
The piece gradually thins out near the close, leaving the French horn once again in solitude. The final horn solo mirrors the opening, but softer, as if the memory has faded — not with sorrow, but with acceptance.
The overall impression is of a slightly sad but tender piece, evoking reflection, farewell, or the quiet turning of a page.


Echoes of Tomorrow

I'll finish E-Ruizzo project with a conceptual LP album: 4 songs about 'Arctica Point'. I imagined it amid rotation axis, geographic north and magnetic pole, and I located it on dry land !! Then I draw the cover art.

This opening track tells the decision of leaving this annoying present by travelling to that magical place. The following ones tell the trip and life there.

Translated lyrics will explain it with more detail:

EXPEDICIÓN (EL MUNDO SE HACE PEQUEÑO)  /  EXPEDITION (THE WORLD GETS SMALL)

Cansado de vivir en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Tired of living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.

Cierro los párpados para no verlo,  /  I close my eyelids so as not to see it,
pero hay demasiadas cosas feas detrás de ellos.  /  but there are too many ugly things behind them.

Con los ojos cerrados veo mis recuerdos,  /  With my eyes closed I see my memories,
veo el presente que vivo y no quiero verlo.  /  I see the present I live in and I don’t want to see it.

Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Partiremos hacia donde los recuerdos se olvidan,  /  We will leave for where memories are forgotten,
donde el frío congela el dolor de la vida,  /  where cold freezes the pain of life,
donde el hielo y la nieve nos protege del hombre,  /  where ice and snow protect us from mankind,
donde el cuerpo y el alma se purifican.  /  where body and soul are purified.

Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,  /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,   /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
formemos una expedición ártica  /  let’s form an Arctic expedition

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Partiremos hacia donde el reloj no gira.  /  We’ll leave for where the clock doesn’t go round.
Partiremos hacia donde el tiempo no pasa,  /  We’ll leave for where time doesn’t go by,
al lugar donde seis meses sólo duran un día.  /  for the place where six months only last one day.

Viviendo en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.
Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Esperar no es lo único que haremos allí.  /  To wait is not the only thing we’ll do there.
Sabes que no es fácil sobrevivir,  /  You know it’s not easy to survive,
cuando no hay nada que te empuje a seguir.  /  when there’s nothing pushing you on.

ER25 PA01 RUIZZO ©1995 ®2019

Old raw jazzy piano trailer: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/unique-piano-session-2013

Expedición (El mundo se hace pequeño)

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