@clouders-for-wow: Thanks so much Hans from both the "Barnacle Brothers" Cheers JB

you really put me in that room. great world you two have created.

Tom Waits' "God's Away on Business" meets Dyln meets 2 of my very favorite soundcloud artists creating this funny, dark and thoroughly engaging racket!

awesome,,,,creative,,,,,,cool,,,,,,,,,great work

yay, this is soo cool JB!!! Love the way you do these collages of music and words - cool beat

Your lyrics are so good that they put you right there inside of the engine room!

Cake

“Did you say there’s a way
a way to make some sense of this?
could it be we will see
something at the end of this?

I’m up here, I’m down there
I’m out here, I’m in there
everywhere, I’m everywhere
I’m everywhere and yet nowhere

look beyond, look within
trust imagination now
now is the time, now is the time
to trust imagination now”

Always Without Knowing

Lyrics:
I was thinking ‘bout you this morning
Can’t explain exactly why
Maybe it’s just this time of year
‘Bout a year ago you said good-bye
Chorus: 
I don’t want to hold you back now
There’s nothing left to say
 
I can still see you at the kitchen table
Yeah, it’s where you started almost every day
I was reading the paper…you were reading your tea leaves
You said they helped you find your way
Chorus: 
I don’t want to hold you back now
There’s nothing left to say

So I’m writing you this letter
That I’ll probably never send
But you can read it in your tea leaves
See just how the story ends
Chorus: 
Oh, I don’t want to hold you back now
Oh, There’s nothing left to say
© David Skellenger May 2015

Reading Tea Leaves

Written and recorded Saturday 13th August 2016

Photograph by Matt Barnes - used with kind permission
http://thatsthespot.com/ - https://twitter.com/mattbarnesphoto - http://mattbarnesphoto.tumblr.com/

there's no reason
for a pretty girl like you
to come to sylmar
don't waste your time

there's no future
in what you plan to do 
there's no future
so just go on home 

there's no comfort
in san fernando
for a girl of 19
who's sold her soul

there's no future
in what you plan to do 
there's no future
so just go on home

there's no escaping
from the bitter legacy
of living in sylmar
and a brutal industry

there's no future
in where you are right now
there's no future
so just go on home

Matt Barnes Photo

Sylmar

ENGINE ROOM

Down here in the engine room
There’s oily steam, sardines and gloom
Brass, glass gauges about to burst
Stinking sailors Oh it gets worse, 
It gets worse

Vibrating pipes all leaking  steam
Its hot enough to burst a spleen
Valve wheels hissing wall to wall
Ive seen them blow it killed them all


This furnace just consumes your soul
A gaping mouth of firey coal
Every shovel full into its open hole
It just cries out for more

Imre’s fireman No 1
Above the bilge water he’s top gun
He keeps fire in the belly 
Of this hungry sun 
Without even breaking sweat
Hows your shift been Imre or Gun

Well maybe numb, maybe no one
I think I should be on the run
But here I stand and shake and gape 
And looking for a fire escape

Cause I’m supposed to extinguish the sun
When all I got is a water gun

Am I supposed to extinguish the sun
When all I got is a water gun

This block of woods the gally bench
Scuze the fish heads, eggs and stench
Oh there’s my long lost monkey wrench
You like coffee from a can?

Down here in the engine room
Its all oily rags and whistled tunes
We even got our own spitoon
Putt ding Dam missed again!!

Down here in the engine room
There’s a thousand valves
A million miles of tube
The valve wheel handles are 
Lipstick red
With blotches of blood
Where I keep hitting my head

Signal up to the captains tower
The baker in the boiler 
Is running out of flower 

And if he goes down 
this ship will be running out of power
This IS an SOS

Imre whats the semifore flag for more flour?

That water rising  through the floor
May mean we wont be here no more
I always draw the shortest straw
I win a locker with Davy Jones

Those pistons ringing in my ears
Are all Ive heard for 40 years
I’m going to drown 1000 beers
If we make it back to land

Our ship was launched the Venis Devine
But were here down  under he plimsal line
Your every move is like your drinking wine
You often find the floor with your head


Down here in the engine room
Its all oily rags and whistled tunes
We even got our own spitoon
Putt ding Dam missed again!!


Down here in the engine room
Its all oily rags and whistled tunes
We even got our own spitoon
 Dam missed again!! Got it!



"ENGINE ROOM" With IMRE LODBROG as SHIPS FIREMAN and GUITAR HAND

Remixed From An Improvised Solo
By Tophonicus https://soundcloud.com/its-tophonicus/look-out-its-the-mud-men

Composed Arranged & Produced
By Splintered Finger & Tophonicus

Look Out It's The Mud Men - SPLINTERED FINGER REMIX

This tune is meant to be a meditation about the results of the so-called “Arab Spring”, or possibly about some of the relationships going on between the "Third World" and Western countries...

Teth Sin : vocals, guitars, bass guitars, samplers (electric piano, kalimba, drums)

Original composition, arrangement, lyrics, mix, mastering & cover artwork design by Teth Sin

Objectified

Alive

Free

We're only as real as we pretend to be.

********************************************************
LYRICS
As far as the eye is willing to see
We're only as real as we pretend to be
Flashing instance impressions, this 
thumb-driven face-full-flag faux-tag-graphy

And we are all fonts, adjustable make-believers
Twitter-tattered hearts, some times grinners null sum voracious grievers
at the raindrop of our busker-hats, we play beggar deceivers
Self-sourced friction fiction with nothing apps 
our touchscreen sleeves

Yet can anyone prove this read swell
flows from you or me?


***


As long as the die is cast into the sea
We'll never quite know what it means to be free
Dashed against dawn-veiled depressions, this 
temper-contriving molded slag sim-apathy

Hollow soul haunts, acclimatized fake-receivers
Poise in piecemeal parts, patch-work sinners poured into part-time believers
Hungry for pigslop, infinite bucket-scat, we pray 
to better sooth-relievers
Self-service selection addiction, bed-whetted appetite, 
high-res cliffside reprieve

Distilled, I ask, can anyone prove this read swell
flows from you or me?

***

We're only as real
We're only as real as we pretend to be
We're only as real
We're only as real as the eye is willing to see

We're only an eye to pretend the willing from reel to real as you or me
We're only swelling this red flow from you or i pretending to see

we're only as real
we're only as real


***


So where do we go just so we can be?
Can divergence of flesh and flash converge into a single history
Deliberated Diversion, meld-weld infinite us-es 
into congress of congruity

'Cause we all have wants, inscrutable deep-seed behaviours
Unlocked Merry-go karts, boosting primal power-up fueling our hearts' be-labours
Disparate need to survive from screeching Fast 
to basic Maslow's failures, 
Or maybe pixels aren’t the problem and just like pigment, 
flaw's never been about too many flavours

...

Belief-Make

Friends

Taken from December 2020 Bandcamp release "GROND": 
https://martinhoogeboom.bandcamp.com/album/grond

Martin Hoogeboom: electronics, gui-tronics, objects
Mixed by Martin Hoogeboom.
Mastered by Marlon Wolterink (White Noise Studio - Winterswijk)

A Martin Hoogeboom Project (DS1262/2020)

GROND

GROND (III)

music . PrimaLoop @primaloop
Instrumental here: https://soundcloud.com/primaloop/sinicuichi
lyrics, vocals,& their mix including bird calls* . Mariam Zohra D : Myrh
*https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHnzqKfxSQw
artwork by afloe_art

a rhyme i've made a while back, weaved into this piece by Jenny Jumble as well:
https://soundcloud.com/jumblemyrh/they-find-the-ones

sung again as acapella and found a home here with Sinicuichi
(lyrics are not complete in this version)

THE ONES THAT WE LOVE
_________________
Jhoom Jhoom 
Jhoom Jhoom

We don't know which way to go
but we find the one's that we love!

oh i don't know why oh why
but i'm alive alive!
I find the ones!

Jhoom Jhoom
Jhoom Jhoom

The Ones That We Love | Myrh & PrimaLoop

A song Written and sung by Eric Feltham

The sun is low the nights are longer
The northern wind is blowing stronger
The winter will be long or I suppose

The green leaves on the trees that sway
Like the flowers of yesterday
Are wilted on the ground and brown and froze

Though we toil and strive
Who can add just one day to their life
Or keep their hair from turning grey

And although we weep
And winters frost has driven deep
In the spring it melts away

I close my eyes and see the face
I feel the smile the warm embrace
We  walk the fields of green of yesterday
And though the memories grow dim 
The life they lived still lives within
And makes me that man I am today
Take a map for the road that lies ahead
Gather close to the one you’ve been given
One day they will close their eyes and see your face again
Until the day every tear is wiped away.
And we live another day.
We can, when the seasons change, we’ll live another day….

We'll Live Another Day

Red Dirt Diamond Lyrics

This is about how a kid can have the greatest memories even though the times were very hard.  We hope you enjoy it!

Lyrics;
The field was old , I was young
Just a red dirt diamond and more weeds
than grass

My friends and I, a ragtag crew
From the wrong side of the tracks

But hey, we were always there to play
And hey batter swing away

My old man worked at that old soup plant
Like most the dads of the other kids

The families from the factories
were only just one step
from sliding down to the skids

But hey, in the field we'd always play
Hey batter swing away

The color of the memories begin to thin
To black and white and of mice and men

Sometimes we'd all just up and fight
Because someone would lose their temper
But mostly we all got along
At least as best I can remember

The field is old and so am I
And no one plays out there no more

The final game had long been played
And no one kept the score

But crazy me, my thoughts go there each day
hey batter swing away.

Red Dirt Diamond

I am not a musician but music plays a very important role in my creative life! I am an artist/designer and music is my companion and my muse in the long hours I spend working in my studio! 
I am immensely impressed and grateful for all the talented and inspiring musicians whose work graces this Cloud, and I will always re-post sounds that I love (and will listen to again) - knowing that others will enjoy them!
I feel slightly embarrassed and quite humbled when I receive such graceful messages of thanks from artists whose work I have re-posted - after-all, I am the one who is so inspired by the discovery of your brilliant music!!!
So thank YOU!!!
Jools :)
P.S. If you want to see where the music takes me there is a link to my Portfolio site on Behance below!!! 
NEW!! - Thanks for all the great feed-back on my work! I shall be re-launching with a website (shop & archive) ‘KULT-JE’ in the not too distant future! Meanwhile, examples of past and current work are featured on my Instagram (@joolselphick)
Since my heart op in Jan2021, I have had to deal with taking quite a lot of meds which have interrupted my design work - that and moving to Germany in 2020 - and back in 2021 (due to Covid my business plans stalled!) - SO, slowly getting it together…. hang tight!😊

I have an archive of my work to date on Instagram - @joolselphick

"ENGINE ROOM" With IMRE LODBROG as SHIPS FIREMAN and GUITAR HAND

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