Name: For Those Who Want To Move On by Lady of Fire Poetry
Duration: 1 min 14 s
Description: Taken from "The Goddess Pages" by Laurie Sue Brockway

dig those bells and that spacious reverb, gives it a real sacred vibe, feeling the higher evolved vibrations, and so it is! blessings!

A beautiful prayer..feels like you are tuning the soul with the bells

Captivating vibe for fervent prayer by an enchantress.

Always dope Tanisha…wonderful presentation!!!🎵🔥🎵🔥

Woooow hoooooo. Another SoundCloud poet. Schweeeeeet. Super stuff. Glad to have found you 🫡🔆✍🏽

Here you can listen to the original version: https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/welcome-back-for-more

(Verse1)
Centered and focused, we all have a purpose
Always on the cutting edge, No need to unload us, alert us
Deep in the culture, we’re ultra Tight 
We dance, sing and write, getting ultra hyped 
Any size color or creative, no stereotype 
Bytes don’t hurt, but a keystroke can bury you 
Exchange what you learn, that’s a type stereo
Tight stereo, check another scenario 
That knowledge base that leaves a taste 
What’s a cook up? 
 
(Chorus)  
Welcome back for more, Got a taste for the flavor
well come back for more, and a flavor for the taste
Champions of the underground setting the pace
Welcome back for more, Got a taste for the flavor
well come back for more, and a flavor for the taste
Champions of the underground setting the pace

(Verse2) 
Listen very carefully, as I report the score 
ones and zeros, all built for war 
Computer Bass, ——stereo image tracks, cut and paste
Making music like we do, stand alone or with your crew
The collective few can’t refuse the flavor
Of our music with a slightly different taste 
Easy does it all the way, there’s never a rush 
Never haste, come correct and flavor to taste
A chef never worries about making mistakes

(Chorus)

(Verse3)
Making music dropping rhymes 
we’re in session all the time 
all the ingredients —thrown in the pot
Anytime theres a session you’ve got a cook-up 
that’s how we do it—-legends world renowned 
tight stereo in session, ———
champions of the underground—-
champions of the underground
Adlib

Welcome Back For More Vox 93 BPM

Conga and Bass brothers

'banjovi'

something until the next thing

banjovi

Taken from "The Goddess Pages" by Laurie Sue Brockway

For Those Who Want To Move On

Cast of characters:
Jack Karasek — beats and seed idea
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–beats
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1– Roland Phantom workstation
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– electric guitar
Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea -- Terry – Synthesizer
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– mix, master, and production
This song began with Ken's oldest son, Jack, who laid down the basic rhythmic beat. Ken took over after that with the rest of the beats, though. Jack just graduated high school last week, and he's into hip hop and trap music, so he wanted to share some of it with his musician father, who is very proud of him.
  Tez was first up on this one, which surprised me when I went back and checked the workflow. He added the perfectly placed guitar hits throughout. Josh was next up, using his synth to add the falling bass line. Last, but not least, Terry came aboard, adding the moody, melodic, high register synth.
  When it was all finished, we asked out resident pro mixer, Stephen, to mix it for us. 
  This song was in its current form for about the past eight months. It was originally part of a series of vehicles Eclectic Collective composed for The Mysterious Decibel. He got caught up in life, though, and had to abandon the project. So, we sat on it, asking all the rappers we know if they'd be interested in having a go with it, but no one bit. So, with Jack's recent graduation, Ken revived it as a celebratory song for his son. It could still use some vocals, too, so think of this as an open invitation to anyone who want to do the honors. 
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it. 
  Oh, and just a side note for all of our friends who follow along with us, we won't be releasing a song this coming Friday, the 4th, but will have  new one for you, the following Friday, the 11th. Thank you for keeping up with us!

Throwing Rocks (Eclectic Collective)

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...

Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER
🎸J I M🎙️: @user-759566380

Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks

Vocal/iIntro&Final text : DelhyA

J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...


La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui ronge

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide (help!)
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs là qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui

Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées

La tendresse des coups (quelle tendresse?)

Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage muet… où les vagues d'une mer intérieure contenue se brisent en silence...
———————————————————————————————————
I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...

Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away

And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death

lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly

And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death

the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one

who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death

kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions

The tenderness of blows

I can't let them reach that mute shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

La tendresse des coups (with 🎸JIM🎙️and Régis GAUBERT)

Everyone is a traveler... May good fortune be with the traveler!!
This was created with such feelings in mind.

thank you for listening！！

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Lonely traveler

With things so bleak and frightening at the moment, I thought a wee fun country number might bring a smile or two, for a moment anyway.
For the lovely Finse, Happy Birthday my dear! <3
Music, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar, and Harmonica - Lizzie Taypen
Cover painting - Lizzie Pentland

Them Hitchin Angels

Cast of characters:
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Telecaster electric guitar, mix, production, and composition
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – synthesizer, vocals, and lyrics
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four string bass
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson cutom T electric guitar, sometimes with an ebow
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and synth

This song began as an idea Tez came up with on his guitar while on holiday not far from his home in Wales. It had such a solid form, it inspired Mark to write lyrics and come up with vocal melodies within a few days of hearing it for the first time. The two of them have written several songs like this, making them a solid songwriting source for Eclectic Collective. 
  Once the song had a even more solid form, Ken took added his dynamic, bouncy-groove drums to it. As soon as Ken had the drums down, Josh took his turn, adding the fretless bass and solidifying the groove. Now that the basic framework was done, Stephen added his thrilling electric guitar. Last, but certainly not least, JJ added his dancing organ and the really cool, psych synth lead part in the bridge towards the end. Mark also added some awesome backing synth to it, as well, filling out the sound. At the very end of the process, Tez also dropped in the hot intro and outro solos, as well.
  Once we had it all in the can, it was time to turn it over to Tez for his expert production and mix. He came up with the idea of adding reverb to the drums, as well as some other compression tricks, which he employed with subtle style. 
   This, as mentioned, is a great example of what Eclectic Collective can do in house with the composition and songwriting skills of Tez and Mark. The rest of us really had fun working on this one, too, of course. We hope you enjoy listenig to this as much as we enjoyed making it.
Original lyrics by mistermark:

There’s something I’m seeking that I’ve never found
but the seed that you planted went deep in the ground 
there’s a journey that I’m on and the path is uncertain 
the magic fades when you pull back the curtain 

Wherever you go I will follow
there’s always another tomorrow 

There will never come a time when I do you harm
cause my soul is steady when I’m in your arms
and never have I heard music like your Voice 
when you call me to you I have no choice

Wherever you go I will follow
there’s always another tomorrow 

Like a puzzle on the table all the pieces fit
like I’m standing in the dark and a match is lit 
and what it all means man I just don’t know
but it’s a powerful feeling and it’s starting to grow

Wherever you go I will follow
there’s always another tomorrow

Wherever U Go - The Eclectic Collective

ɪ'ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ꜰʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀꜰʟɪᴇꜱ
ɪ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢɪʀʟ
ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ꜱᴀʏ?
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ʜᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ?
ᴏɴʟʏ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ɪᴛ
ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ

𝒥𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑒 𝓋𝑜𝓊𝒹𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓇 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝒾𝑒, 𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈, 𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃
⁽ᴶᵉᵃⁿⁿᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ⁱⁿ ˢⁱˡᵏ, ᵛᵉˡᵛᵉᵗ, ˢᵃᵗⁱⁿ⁾
𝒥𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑒 𝑒𝓃 𝓋𝑒𝓊𝓉, 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝓉, 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝑔𝓉𝓈 𝓅𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃
⁽ᴶᵉᵃⁿⁿᵉ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ⁱᵗ, ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ, ᶜʳᵒˢˢᵉˢ ʰᵉʳ ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳˢ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᶠᵃᵗᵉ⁾

Me & You, Jeanne...

About 10 years ago, I had an experimental side project called "The Stars and I". It was a way for me to experiment with my own vocals, guitar and other sounds I recorded.

Bonus Tracks are Vocal Versions.

Lyrics:

"I think about you all the time
I wish I didn't
I can't help it
I miss you

Where have you gone
When the sun is all alone
Where have you gone
When the stars are on my doorstep
Staring at the moon
The stars and I

Travelling down this wormhole
Hoping to find a trace
Maybe a footprint or a hand
Touching the clouds and maybe I

Can't find the days that don't drift away
I don't want to let you go
Since I felt your touch
Since I felt enough
Don't let me down
It's oh so high
It's oh so far
Don't let me fall

I just want to go to sleep"

Written, performed and produced by Wildsilences.

The Stars and I

Bandcamp

To Sleep (Vocal Version) [Album Bonus Track]

"Art is how we decorate space, music is how we decorate time." Jean-Michel Basquiat

I'm usually in the musical kitchen cooking up my own sound. I love collaborating and have collaborated with many great musicians here on SoundCloud. If you are interested in cooking up something great, then give me a holler!

Never forget.

And a BIG thank you to anyone who has ever listened, commented and shared my poetry AND music.  I appreciate you immensely.

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