A playlist full of tracks created by the writers, musicians and producers of our community of musicians, "The MusiCollective" - this is a special 'Best of' 2021 edition, and it features tracks previously released on our monthly playlists throughout 2021, with each artist picking (mostly!) one track to include. Massive congratulations to everyone involved in this as ever. All tracks are in alphabetical song title order, so no ranking whatsoever! We have a mix of complete recording newbies, seasoned pros and everything in between. All as incredible as each other, and it's been an absolute pleasure to hear all of your new music throughout the year.

The MusiCollective is a community of people that get behind each others' projects, for example by helping with songwriting, arrangements, recording and production. It is a continuation of TGS Records (@tgs-records) which started as a lockdown project and has been snowballing new members in ever since. If you'd like to join us, get in touch by emailing themusicollective21@gmail.com.

TMC Records - Best Of 2021 playlist

Who Do I Thank For You (rough demo)

Times Blue

An original, but with a title borrowed from the old blues standard. And inspired by some classic blues imagery.

Weeping Willow Blues

Video on youtube check it out!!!

https://youtu.be/WwHUet17C2w

THE TATTOOED LADYS TEARS

Smile (feat Jenni)

Inside Your Eyes (feat. Jenni)

Promises (with Jenni)

This is part of the album/playlist "Hindsight" https://soundcloud.com/jenni-grossmann/sets/hindsight 

A song about old friendships never forgotten.

Hindsight

Sometimes

The Vanishing

When they made you there was nothing in your eyes,
You contain it, with tomorrow in your lies.
Smiles to fake it, but you tell me you’re alright,
Can’t mistake it, I can see you’re in disguise. 

You know what flowers taste like here because you put them in the ground,
The clouds slow down to show me now, you shot me full of holes, you shot me full of holes. 

Alone, I’m walking, just my legs here in the sand.
Silver medal, a frustrated yesterday’s man. 
A joke, a warning, like a statue, fallen down. 
I can’t contain it, but you tell me that’s alright

You know what flowers taste like here because you put them in the ground,
The clouds slow down to show me now, you shot me full of holes, you shot me full of holes. 
My feet can’t touch the ground right now, with all the words that spin around, 
The clouds slow down to show me now, you shot me full of holes, you shot me full of holes.

What is it, this thing, to me?

Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
regret repeat, recycle again. 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
Dream it, build it, burn it, to the ground, 
regret repeat, recycle again.
 
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[Spoken word part]
Paralysed by our own insignificance, unable to move
We let our mind wander freely between the stars
In this seemingly endless paradox, a void that is full
As are our hearts and minds
Why are we here?
Who created who?
Or what? Or why?
Is the nebula a physical manifestation of a thought?
Do we explore outside of ourselves, or inside?
Trapped in a prison of trying to understand that which is beyond our grasp
Yet we reach for it still, teetering on the edge of the precipice
Existence is futile yet we still crave immortality
Searching for the truth of an answer to an unasked question
Is this a dreamless sleep, or a sleepless dream?

Then we see it, like a jewel, like a dream
A place so perfect for us, it makes us weep
Is this what all the searching has been for?
Did we somehow know it was here or did we just believe?
In this untouched paradise, so fresh and green
A world wrapped in cellophane for us to reveal
Yet somewhere in the glorious forests that cover the land
There is a clearing in the trees
Fallen statues lay upon the ground
They hide their crumbling faces shamefully in the dirt
Or stare lifelessly at the vastness above
Their limbs entangled by snaking vines
The moss grows like a tumour on their exposed bodies
As nature reclaims the world of the arrogant
Is this our past, or our future?

The 27th Prime Number

Inspired by a line from the Sylvia Plath poem ‘Mad Girl’s Love Song’:
“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead”

Lyrics:

You say your prayers and bow your head
I shut my eyes and the world drops dead
Is this what you wanted from me?

Now in the night, the foxes scream
Because they fear a bitch like me
And that's how it's going to be.

Now you know just how messed up I can be
Can't believe you used to scare the shit out of me
And if you dare to come close, I'll hurt you bad
I'll hurt you bad (x3)

You twist your words, so I twist your neck
I shut my eyes and the world drops dead
Is this what you wanted to see?

You cry your tears, fall to your knees
I make you wish we didn't meet
And that's how it's going to be.

Now you know just how fucked up I can be
Can't believe you used to scare the living shit out of me
And if you dare to come close
I'll hurt you bad
I'll drive you mad
Break both your hands
I'll make you sad

Mad Girl's Love Song [Explicit]

The MusiCollective is a community of musicians that get behind each others' projects, for example by helping with songwriting, arrangements, recording and production. It is a continuation of TGS Records (https://soundcloud.com/tgs-records) which started as a lockdown project and has been snowballing new members in ever since. If you'd like to join us, get in touch by emailing themusicollective21@gmail.com or filling in this short form: https://forms.gle/yhyjNKzWGidVCZgN9

Promises (with Jenni)

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