Back Up Bands

Anything I've loved from the year 2023.  You could say it was a snapshot, if you will, of that year.

2023

LOVE EFFECTS & SHINING BAOBABS

INFINITE UNIVERSES MY STATION TODAY 04/03/2023

Untitled Playlist

April Friends

The Panic Room

Soundcloud hits 1

Ο ΝΟΥΣ

Torn

The grand opus prog-rock epic,taken from the 'Mutant Gumbo' project album:'From the Copper Egg'. I hope ye'all dig the vibe & enjoy the journey through this tune! Take care folks & be excellent to each other!

GATHER THE PEOPLE

I think the lyrics speak for themselves,  many of us go through life feeling like a slave to the system, deep down we know there's more to life, shouldn't we be here to work to live not live to work...

Bad society

Redemption

Come Along for the Ride part 2 (1999)

Kettle Black

Lyrics, vocals: https://soundcloud.com/modesaboutme & https://soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel

Music, production: RUIZZOIDMAN

PARENTAL ADVISORY (with Modes About Me & The Mysterious Decibel)

Added to my album "Short Songs For Tall Minds"

Lyrics:
Don't get caught between the silence
And her deepest thoughts
Don't be walking those streets of her mind
Especially after dark
You'll get lost
Because she dabbles in my darkest arts
I'm crushing it
Just like a diamond
Her garden of vegetables and psilocybin
I couldn't help notice
From her full lotus
Whisper a mantra
That opens my brain
(never be the same)
She's having a last laugh on the universe
Breaking away
From the mainframe
You'll get lost
She a dabbler in my darkest arts
A breath of fresh air
You know it's everywhere
It's like walking out
Into unexpected rain
(Walks out of club into the rainy city)
Unexpected rain
(Exit: walking through the rainy city)
Like stepping out
Into unexpected rain
(Fade Out)

Unexpected Rain (Jazz Sadist Mix)

Cyberpunk 2077 89.7 Growl FM entry
Watch the video on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nb5nfV0iNgM

Music & Production by Hobocop: @metrocityrecords

Vocals & Lyrics by Cosmic Keanu

Lyrics: 

Surrounded by chaos, 
Heroic demise
It’s time – time to rise
Our names will live forever,
Forever out of time
Live for today
Join the final fight

Rise, samurai!
Blades slash through lies
As the bullets fly
Ignite the city of night 
This is our fight
There’s victory in death
If you know when to die

We walk the razor’s edge
With death by our side
We will never be alone
Forever out of time

Rise, samurai!
Tempered by our trials
With steel in our spine
Never bow to fear
Our names will never die
Ignite the city of night,
Join the final fight!

Rise, Samurai! (Hobocop & Cosmic Keanu) VIDEO AVAILABLE

Lyrics posted below...
This song was made organically with a 1972 Gibson 12 string that has my teeth marks in it from when I was a baby. Also used is a Peavey bass and a Yamaha MOXF8.  The last 10 seconds capture the decay of the sound of the guitar and bass only. When I was little I used to love the never ending sound of the piano decay with the sustain pedal held down. Hope you enjoy!

Artwork is used with permission by :
Margaryta Yermolayeva
rytamargaret@hotmail.com
ebay.com/str/bestpostcards
margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com
please check out her popular art!

Lyrics

Fight or the flight of the little white bird
That perches upon your soul
Traveling far and wide
at the speed of light
can take its toll

Little white bird
Little white bird

Willingness to accept our faults
and relinquish all control
Abounds a greater purpose boy
Your cup of faith is full
Fight or the flight of the little white bird
That perches upon your soul
Traveling far and wide
At the speed of light
Will make you cold

Little white bird
Little white bird
Little white bird

Under a rock there lies a bug
that reads Mephistopheles
Traveling at the speed of light
Will always set me free

Sadness lives as illusions of the past
Squatting in my head for free
The future grants her anxiety boy
The present is always free

Little white bird
Little white bird
Little white bird
Little white bird

Night Blur

WRITTEN, PRODUCED, ARRANGED AND PERFORMED BY: DOMINIQUE MONIQUE aka  DOMINIQUEFRENCH
INSTRUMENTAL REPLAYED, ARRANGED & VOCALS MIXED BY: JOE WEINBER aka (COtu) TREY W
MASTERING BY: MARK FELISH-NY

LOVING U LOVING ME

Loving-U-Loving-Me

Alcoholic Summer Night

Dolbania - Alcoholic Summer Night

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Hollow Burrow

Photo taken and edited by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Too-Damn-Complex-930234403

The skit is a chunk from a David Firth video.
https://youtu.be/IES16fPh9Rk
I recorded the audio with my phone while it was playing on my TV, then I edited it a little bit before putting it in the song.

The System

Victory of the day

Into The White

I have always wanted to make a rap metal track with Heartscore so I was super excited when he reached out with this banging hip-hop metal fusion production. The lyrics are inspired behind the Hawaiian legend of Nanaue the Shark Man. I have some Hawaiian blood in me, so I figured I would rock it, lol! I am super blessed to still be working on music with my friend Heartscore. 

Massive thanks to Bitzone for coming through in the clutch with the dope vocal mix and final master. And huge thanks to Wou-Wou for the incredible song art making us look real stylish and professional! 

Heartscore: Music and Mix
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore
https://heartscore.bandcamp.com
the Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Bitzone: Vocal Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://wouwouandthewormling.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://www.redbubble.com/people/thewormling/shop?asc=u
https://www.patreon.com/wouwouandthewormling

Lyrics
Holy crap what is that growing on his back 
13 racks of teeth and I’m talking plaque 
Gaping wide open ready to snack 
Fish mouth on the prowl hidden under a wrap 
Musta known we were talkin’ smack 
We were all staring at him when he turned and glared back 
With those black mirror eyes 
Caught by surprise after many moons of lies
Horrors and cries rise to despise
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

Say what he was cut from the cloth of a god
I swear there must have been lust in the brine and guts 
All up in that shapeshifters mind 
Yup, we all thought it was odd how he kept swimming back
As blood washed ashore he walked away from the gore
On that sea wrack 
Still thirsty for more flesh, meat, and albacore
Once he walked through that door he couldn’t forbore
The horror arise
It’s the demise of the shark man  

It’s the shark man

God damn, like spam, he devoured a man
Tore apart flesh like peeling back the lid of can
Never satiated since his first feast of ham, rack of lamb, and that stan favorite prickly pin clam
Ever since then his appetite grew he knew 
He couldn’t hold back desire when in that salty stew
True to his shapeshifting form 
He was born to find ecstasy when warm flesh eating transformed    
So we swarmed up on him on that afternoon
Harpoons flew through the skies 
Clubs fell till he died 
His body was tied 
Divided in pieces ’n 
Hung till it dried
Fired and fried 
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

I Just wanted a get taste 
Na, I just wanted to be in the chase
Na, I just got the feel of the race
No stoppin’ until I get shit face
No stoppin’ until I’m laying in my waste
No stoppin’ until everyone’s disgraced  

It’s the shark man

First we gave you life, despite divine insight 
Again invite past blight, our name, the Gods will smite

It’s the shark man

And for that you still kill, we’re cursed until 
We split your gills and your blood is spilled

It’s the shark man

I’ve seen the depths 
I’ve swam the deep and sunk forever 
Each time I swim back to shallow shores I’m gonna drown
And when I see the light 
I seek shadows and sense the hunger
After seizing my fill I sink back up 
High in the depths 

From the frenzy comes
The shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
Here comes the shark man

How many times 
Been made to hide my teeth for your love 
How much can man be measured by his will to stand on ground
I’ve made my enemy my desire for the flesh 
Turned my back on my shiver I sink back up
High in the depths

From the frenzy of the kill
It’s the shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
It’s the shark man

The Sharkman

Heartscore, Bitzone & the Couch King - The Sharkman

African funk Latin Jazz dub: Entheogenic Psychonaught, guitars & keyboards. Mikey McFaffington, saxophone

Under the Baobab Tree. (Funk mix). with. Entheogenic Psychonaught & Mikey McFaffington

Lyrics seemed pertinent with it being International Women’sDay. 
Here’s hoping that you find it okThanks as always ￼☮️❤️& Unity Mik iD.             
                         ………………….      💫.      …………………..

Man’s World

where would we bee without the honeybee,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,cheers for having a listen

Honeybee

Part of the collaborative Mixtape album: Free Hands In A Blender
soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel/sets/free-hands-in-a-blender
FREE FOR DOWNLOAD

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: Mahan Mahan
https://soundcloud.com/mahan-mahan

Vocals/Lyrics: Written and performed by: The Mysterious Decibel

Vocals mastered by: Mark McClellan

Lyrics:

All grows dim, time is winding down
My cheeks stay hovered over a puddle of brown
The voices outside of this cramped little box
These choices i've made to breed these cramped up blocks

The shit bubbles burst and trap all the flies
A concoction so twisted, Only someone like Bill Nye
Can decipher all these lies
Can scythe all of these cries
as this pit of stench boils in the middle of July

Out there the souls, eager for pressure to burst
Through their minds like a submarine tank submersed
Parades gather in the grass for the show to start
While these waves slowly rip my brain apart

A wetness caresses my hang lo mein
This water is rising am I going insane?
It tickles my demons but it feels so ripe
There's always a bit of shit at the end of the pipe!

I'm in a fecal position where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
Where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
The slimy hand of stench, Pulls me right down
In a puddle of madness, many shades of brown
NO NO NO NO NOOO!
Get a little taste of the waste in the swamp!

The Mysterious Decibel X Mahan Mahan - A Septic Journey (FREE DOWNLOAD)

This song started as an idea David and I came up with to do an afrobeat song together.  So David came up with this banger of a bass line and drums track and sent it to me. I added some guitars, electric piano, and organ. I then excitedly sent it to Mikey to add the sax, which I consider to be a key element of afrobeat music, and which he always does so well. David's version is much more drum and bass heavy. Please have a listen to both so you can hear how they both sound. I really had a good time making this song. David produced and mixed both versions, and what a fun thing it is to hear my instruments integrated into an elrctronica song by such able hands.

Under the Baobab Tree (with David K. A. Spencer and Mikey McFaffington)

I know that we shared the girl
but I am not the boy that  you once knew
and if if you were in trouble
would I still look out for you

oooh ooh

and if if I was to live
throughout this whole life again
I yeah I have come to doubt
whether I would even call you friend

or would I just sit right there and rue  the day
I'd ever seen your bloody face before

and if if you were cold would I offer you my coat
and if say one day you were lost
would I show you where to go

or would I just sit right there and rue the day
I'd ever seen your bloody face before

I know things are strange
not the way they used to be
sometimes we all change

what Became of you and
what Became of you and
what Became of you and me
what Became of you and me
what Became of you and me 


sometimes I like to remenisce
think back on all the places
where we used to go
Jukebox purple hearts and questions
but how the hell am I supposed to know

remember when we used to venture South
closing time and they're gonna throw us out
but we we just wanna stay
and re-live all our yesterday's today

or would I just sit right there and rue the day
I'd ever seen your bloody face before

 would I just sit right there and rue the day
I'd ever seen your bloody face before

I know things are strange
not the way they used to be
sometimes we all change

what Became of you and
what Became of you and
what Became of you and me
what Became of you and me
what Became of you and me 



What Became Of You And Me

This is a song that Computart came up with and passed on to me. It was just some ambient synth and a very simple beat when I got a hold of it, but it did have a really cool feel. I took it, and added five string fretless bass, electric guitar, piano, and organ. I then asked Tez (Llanpsych) to work his mix magic on it, which he did very expertly, as always. We hope you like it.

The Shining (with Computart [Phill Chris] and Llanpsych)

Words and music Antipodeans 2023. Recorded and engineered at Grovehill Studio, and mastered by Dr Hackey at the Hackey Sack

Tumbleweed

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 03/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

An Jazz song track inspired by one of the very 
beautiful photos brought back by Julie during a recent 
trip to Thailand.
Many thanks to Julie.

Un titre Jazz inspiré d'une des très
belles photos rapportées par Julie lors d'un récent
voyage en Thaïlande.
Un grand merci à Julie.

---- Effet Mer  -----

C'est à désespérer des hommes,
Eve n'aurait jamais dû croquer la pomme,
On serait rester soi-disant sauvages,
on aurait pas vécu tous ces ravages,
cueillir les fruits du plaisir,
il y avait tant de belles histoires à écrire,
n'écouter que le son de la pluie et du vent,
sans se soucier du temps,
on aurait jamais dit c'était mieux avant,
en fixant éternellement l'instant...

Effet Mer

PARTY!

Out of the Box April 2023
Terrible Twin variation of the original Open the Box 2 recording October 2022

Double Image REMIX

Thunderstorm

OMD - Sailling on the seven seas - cover with ukulele

WOLFBANE - THE LAST STAND (DARK CLASSICAL HIP HOP INSTRUMENTAL)

The Rebellion & Trina VS Lmerdi 44 (Dramantic Remix)

weightlessness

Submerged Echoes of Love

Adam Coppock - Live Drums
Michael Walker - Guitars, Bass, Harmonica, Vocals

Recorded, Mixed & Mastered on the Fostex 8 under the Big Purple Datsun Sky Rocket Flares...

Today is The Day

When I woke up today 
I had the guts to finally say
Told myself today was going to be the day

Wipe that smirk right off of your sleeve
Put on some ambition and try and believe
Deep down I knew it was up to me

There is no reason why I cant fly 
Just as high as the birds up in the sky
Making Honey out of other peoples Money 
Isn't all there is to me

I figured out its OK just to be me
I figured Out it's OK just to be me

No I don't want to live alone
Alone all by myself
There is too much to share with somebody else
So I give you my trust 
It's worth it
There is no doubt to me

When I come down alive
Through these crescent eyes of which I will carry
Knowing better now 
Direction is no longer blurry

With a smile I will look back at you
Holding back the laughter and the tears
There is no reason why I cant die now
No Failure, No Fortune , No Fears

Through the years, the smoke and the mirrors
There is no place I would rather be
It's because of you I found myself My dear

it's OK, It's All OK

Today's the Day

A trip down to Rosarito did not go according to plan. From leaving my phone in a taxi, to discovering my bank account is frozen, getting arrested in the hotel lobby over a little taxi misunderstanding, spending the night in jail, paying the cop forty dollars to let us sneak out the back door, hitchhiking back to the boarder while insanely hungover... You could not possibly fit it all into one song. A vacation to remember.

Overstayed My Welcome

Rainbow -  - Output - Stereo Out

Firstly on easy listening 6/4 bars, I cut some notes out of the main theme so as to give it dynamism, and finally obtained a prime amalgam of 17 quarter notes. I hid any recognizable thing in the accompaniment, and for the organic lines (voice and guitars) I tried the strong rhythm would not fix too much the melodies, first paying a lot of attention, and finally ... just letting me go.

Translated lyrics:

Oídos sordos (17 negras)  /  Deaf ears (17 quarter notes)

Quiero gritar todo lo que siento, estando solo;  /   I want to shout out everything I feel, being alone;
pero gritándolo al viento y si no contesta,  /  but shouting it at the wind and if it doesn’t answer,
dime, ¿de qué me sirve? (bis)  /  tell me, how does that help me? (bis)

Todos los vientos conocen mi historia  /  All the winds know my story
pero no hacen nada.  /  but they don’t do anything.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

He estado aquí y allí gritando como un loco,  /  I’ve been here and there screaming like a madman,
pero todo sigue igual.  /  but it’s all the same.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

Ahora sé que no sirve de nada;  /  Now I know it’s no use;
el viento sois todos que callais al verme,  /  all of you are the wind, silent when you see me,
y dejáis que hable y hable,  /  and letting me speak and speak,
y dejáis que hable y hable y hable.  /  and letting me speak and speak and speak.

No creo que vuelva mañana  /  I don’t think I’ll be back tomorrow
a escuchar vuestro silencio.  /  to listen to your silence.
Quiero encontrar a alguien. (bis)  /  I want to find someone. (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)
Image: "Red eared cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Oídos sordos (17 negras)

Fools Gold

"Magic is what we do. Music is how we do it." -- Jerry Garcia

Welcome to my page, my peers, associates, friends, and musical family. I'm a lifelong, multi-instrumentalist musician who records prolifically and joyfully. You'll hear me play guitar, bass (regular four string, and four and five string fretless), mandolin, banjo, keys (piano, organ, synth), lap slide, sitar, and sing on my recordings here. I've been in a few dozen bands in my life, playing everything from bluegrass, jazz, rock, jam band, reggae, funk, afrobeat, Middle Eastern, traditional Irish, singer/songwriter, pop/covers, to experimental/avant garde. 
  Since I found SoundCloud a couple years ago, I've found many talented, creative people with whom to create music. However, in the summer of '23 I formed a band called The Eclectic Collective with some of my favorite musicians I've met through here. It started as a loose collective of musicians and coalesced into a core group of musicians who find other musicians with whom we'd like to make music, then run their songs through our process, and in effect add a full band. That core of The Eclectic Collective includes Tez (Llanpsych), J.J. Terrel, Ken (K2 and the Three), Stephen (Texmex Shaman), Chris (cgmaness), and Mark (mistermark). A couple of other musicians are frequent collaborators, as well, including Artur of Surfers Like Us, and Steve Vervaet of Steve's World. More recently, we've been joined by Carl of The Beautiful Dark fame. 
  The magic of music is amplified exponentially by each person adding to it. So, we really try to add our sorcery all kinds of music from all kinds of artists. Sometimes, we keep it within the group, but a lot of what we do is collaboration with other artists. Therefore these days, 100% of what I do is collaboration, within the group or with other artists on the side.
  I, and we, are also available for hire if you have a song or lyrics and you really want to add bigger instrumentation or a band and good production to it. 
  A small sampling of the artists whom I consider primary influences, and whom you will hear coming through my fingers include Phish, The Flaming Lips, The Grateful Dead, Radiohead, Rye Cooder, Steve Earle, Miles Davis, Fela Kuti, Arcade Fire, Mikey Dread, Yellowman, Purpleman, The Meditations, Michigan and Smiley, Lee Perry, Dillinger, Django Reinhardt, Impossible Recording Machine, The Allman Bros Band, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Cream, Bela Fleck, Les Claypool, Sam Bush, David Grissman, John Prine, Talking Heads, Beastie Boys, MMW, Moe., Morphine, Ween, Steve Lukather, Michael McDonald, John Abercrombie, Dave Holland, John Scofield, Victor Wooten,  Cannonball Adderly, Thelonious Monk, Flea, Parliament Funkadelic,  Frank Zappa, Prince Paul, Pete Rock, Thievery Corporation, Amon Tobin, Chet Baker, Joao Gilberto, Stan Getz, Astrud Gilberto, Carol Kaye, Tame Impala, Mumford and Sons, Japanese Breakfast, LCD Soundsystem, Beach House, Sean Lennon, and Billy Strings, but of course there are many more. I also really like and am influenced by traditional Iranian, Palestinian, Indian, Sri Lankan, Sudanese, Mauritian, Somalian, Egyptian, West African, and Syrian music. I welcome anyone who plays non-western music to contact me for a collaboration, too.
 I'm overjoyed to have found my community on SoundCloud. This is a truly unique forum where everyone is sincerely trying to build each other up. The profoundly supportive and positive SoundCloud community has really opened up an exciting new world of collaboration for me. That is the main reason I'm in the Cloud, actually, to connect with other musicians and make music that I enjoy listening to, and hopefully others do, as well. I am ALWAYS looking to collaborate with interesting musicians, mostly though BandLab, which is where I record almost exclusively. It's a solid, free digital audio workstation hub where you can share recording projects, even if it's not where you make your recordings.
  Everything I do is live instrumental, not programmed, and using no computer beyond my phone. That's not to say that I would be opposed to using that kind of tool, it's just not my preferred medium with which to paint. If you like my music, please share it. If you want to collaborate, my BandLab handle is @bingo_pajama. Feel free to contact me at cornbreadband@hotmail.com, as well, even if you aren't on BandLab.
  If your music is primarily AI, please don't come around my page, as I'm not at all interested in complimenting a machine.
  Here's a link to music I've recorded live with a group of musicians here in Pittsburgh called The Northumberland Street Ramblers.
Check out The Northumberland Street Ramblers on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/fU4Me

The Shining (with Computart [Phill Chris] and Llanpsych)

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)