Great track and collab guys! Fantastic vocals and overall sound!

such a atmospheric work, full of emotion, love it

fantastic track with indie and psychedelic elements! Fab vocals too

such a cool and unique sound --this song stands out!!

what a wonderful work, I love your soundscapes and your melancholic vibe!!!

Magnifique! Très belle collaboration! 👍🏻 😀 🎶

Excellent kind of shoe gaze feel to the production, has a tape effect kind of warmth that is really nice, and I dig the experimentation

Like the slight distortion coming through the whispered vocals.

VAMPIRES & SHRIKES FLOAT AROUND THE CITY

Inspired by Blade Runner & the TI-84 - this is the instrumental version of a track recorded last year. A slow unraveling. Synth textures and reverb-soaked guitars curling around each other like smoke. Best for driving alone, somewhere between the last gas station and the edge of the simulation. Bass by @zengazer

CoSine - Instrumental

Amidst the global cacophony, my friend mannu's https://soundcloud.com/the-mannu/the-stratagem-in-daylight really cut through. It was a great privilege to collaborate with him on this. Discover his remarkable compositions here: https://soundcloud.com/the-mannu  

break free

(horror of the now)
what / has got / into us?
it's got me / it's got you
we've all got each other / by the throat

is there no way / is there no way / out  / of  / this  /abyss
this stupid, senseless / darkness?
______________________________

(rambling mumbles - not far off)
. . . well it seems . . . we've run out of road . . . climbing and falling . . .
and all those things that we'll never know . . . now they're gone . . . through 
. . . done for, done for, done for . . . no more leaves to fall . . . 'n you can't count all the signs saying . . . never again, never again
______________________________

(life on Mars?)
I don't know this sun / I loved / to feel / the wind
Ohoh ohh / lifelines fed into the meme-stream
as the / cold / light / screams
______________________________

(realising)
in my heart the headlines / all things were far / but in my / head / I . .

______________________________

(find the path)
Ooowoowoow oowoowoow ooowoowoow aaaaaawwwwwoooo
break free, break free / forget about / you and me / break free, break free, break free, break free! aaah!!!

break free

A slightly different mix of a track I have posted already. This one has the drums coming in a little earlier in the song. I'll have this mixed properly and mastered at some point.  Lindsey Kay Scott, my daughter,  is singing the lead on this song.

© 2024 Lyrics & Music By Brenda Doss (BMI) and Lindsey Kay Scott (ASCAP)
Another version with the lyrics are here: 
https://on.soundcloud.com/HlK8AfD7cum2rXkYeX

My Home - Remix

My Home - Remix - ft. Lindsey Kay Scott

You set out long ago, and you’re still enjoying your life.
Your goal is to find the essence within yourself.
There’s always just one goal — to be yourself.
But now’s the time to admit it to yourself, maybe...

...at the end of your journey, you might find a new world, one that could be better.
Maybe...
...at the end of your journey, among the stars, a small treasure awaits your discovery.
Maybe...
...but at the end of your journey, what will you do when you’ve lost yourself in your goals?
Sitting back in an armchair, you slowly count the passing minutes.

You’ve been traveling for so long, and you still love your life.
Your goal is to find the lights of the world.
There’s always one goal — to be selfish, too.
But now’s the time to learn the secret, maybe...

...at the end of your journey, you might find a small house where you’ll be at peace.
Maybe...
...at the end of your journey, you’ll buy all the secret objects of your desires.
Maybe...
...but at the end of your journey, what will you do when your dreams are gone?
Sitting in an armchair, you just count the years.

There’s always one goal — to be moral.
But now’s the time to confess the secret, maybe...

...at the end of your journey, you might find a torn flag to pick up.
Maybe...
...at the end of your journey, standing in the fire, you might save your small world.
Maybe...
...but at the end of your journey, what will you do when you no longer believe in principles?
Dreaming in your armchair, you’ll finally glimpse the lights.


HU.../

Elindultál, már réges-régen, és úgy élvezed az életed,
Célod az, hogy megtaláld majd önmagadban a lényeget.
Mindig egy a cél, hogy önmagad legyél,
De itt az alkalom, hogy magad bevallhatod, talán...

...utad végén megtalálhatsz egy új világot, mi jobb lehet.
Talán...
...utad végén a csillagok közt egy apró kincset, hogy felfedezz.
Talán...
...utad végén, mit csinálsz majd, ha céljaidban már elveszel,
egy karosszékben hátra dőlve számolgatod lassan a perceket!

Úton vagy már olyan régen, és még mindig szereted az életed,
Célod az, hogy megtaláld majd a nagyvilágban a fényeket.
Mindig egy a cél, hogy önző is legyél,
De itt az alkalom, hogy a titkot megtudhatod, talán...

...utad végén megtalálhatsz egy apró házat, hol jól leszel.
Talán...
...utad végén vágyaidnak titkos tárgyát mind megveszed.
Talán...
...,de utad végén, mit csinálsz majd, ha álmaid többé nem leled.
egy karosszékben üldögélve számolgatod csak az éveket!

Mindig egy a cél, hogy erkölcsös legyél,
De itt az alkalom, hogy a titkot megvallhatod, talán...

...utad végén megtalálhatsz egy tépett zászlót, mit felvehetsz.
Talán...
...utad végén tűzben állva kis világod megmentheted.
Talán...
...,de utad végén, mit csinálsz majd, ha elvekben többé nem hiszel.
egy karosszékben álmodozva megpillantod majd a fényeket!

Utad végén / At the end of your journey

A little reminder that summer isn't quite over yet - "Here shall he see no enemy, but winter and rough weather"

"Under the greenwood tree" is the second song in Roger Quilter's cycle of Shakespeare songs. It appears in "As You Like It", Act II, Scene 5.

Piano accompaniment as always by the wonderful Helen Roberts.

We hope you'll enjoy it, as well as the very last days of summer :).

Lyrics:

Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And tune his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

Who doth ambition shun,
And loves to live i' the sun,
Seeking the food he eats,
And pleas'd with what he gets,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

Under the Greenwood Tree (Roger Quilter - with Helen Roberts)

Cast of Characters:

The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl -- vocals, lyrics, Ovation acoustic guitar, and composition
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and upright piano
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and Collings mandolin
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST fiddle
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Earle Scruggs custom banjo, production, mix, and mastering

This is the latest in our series of songs Carl has written about us. Being as both Tez, a lifelong, and to a lesser degree, Carl are Manchester United fans, Carl siezed on the opportunity to celebrate their shared fandom. Although the lyrics are a little inscrutable to us Americans, we love that football (soccer) fans from across the pond will know exactly what he's talking about. 
  Carl wrote this song on his acoustic guitar, and upon sharing it with us, we weren't sure as to the direction we wanted to take it. JJ threw down first, adding his good-time-sounding upright piano and strikingly beautiful organ to the mix first. Enchanted with Carl's composition, Josh next added his bass and mandolin both in the same recording session, without even closing his DAW. Mark was in right after, adding his friendly fiddle solo as well as fiddle fills throughout. Being as the song is about him, Tez came along shortly after and added the tuneful intro and outro on his guitar. Then, as it was just about to sit for a while, Ken added his very tasteful, perfect drums to the mix, thus completing the rhythm section. 
  Before we put a bow on it, though, Stephen made it back from his week in the Colorado wilderness in time to add his magical banjo to the mix. Speaking of mixes, now it was time for one, and we turned it over to him, our in house pro, to do the honors.
  We all really enjoyed working on this one. It is an example of Eclectic Collective taking one of Carls songs and having our way with it. Always a team effort getting it over the line, but we always manage to do it. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by The Beautiful Dark:

Division Two Champs, '75
Small consolation for '74 cries
Fan wow land psyched
True Red Devil in this life

We fell to Leeds
Last Division 1
We had the Irish
Man, I followed them
McGrath didn't train
A different breed
Golden era
Boozed up greats as seed

Then, we mostly won
But still, these moments to memories shone
Keane's end at Juventus
His team's power won
Beast perseverance
2-3 semi so they march on

Teddy & Ole
Broken Bayern lines
Videos with no YouTube
In sport mad mind

Great from great, Cantona
Flying curve ball martial artist
Old Leeds leech
A la French finest

Man Utd before Glazier fud
Old Trafford dreams
Red Devil blood
A fan forever no matter loss
Good grinding Fergie
Our hairdryer boss

True Red Devil
Hughesy's volleys
Arsenal disheveled
Good Giggsy speed
End to end
Back of the net
Great teen we get
Front of our dreams

True Red Devil
Scars from Aguero
And Barce's better
New cycles please
We've been Malcolmed
Bought like shop
These greedy Glaziers fucking up
Our theatre of dreams

If only for Fergie time
We'd be doing just fine

True Red Devil-Eclectic Collective

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: @farout-music-studio

Find David's sublime guitar work here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
_______________________________________________________________________________

You know, don't you?  Oh, yes you do.  
You know you're being monitored, observed, assessed by something that knows you intimately.  
Knows you better than you’d like to think.  
Your secondary semi-subconscious once-removed.  
That's why you talk to yourself - or pretend to.  
Admit it - you're not really you, at all, are you?  
In fact, you're not real, are you?  You are watching “you”.  
You are nothing but your alter ego's doppelganger temporarily encased in a piece of warm, wet meat.  
A transient instantiation of a mirrored reflection of some lump of sentience from precisely one, of an infinite number of parallel universes.  

It’s called “conscience”.  

Handle with care.  

You were gifted it for a reason.
_________________________________________________________________________________

"…..Neatly packaged, all my doubts, the rationales and bellyaches,
Wracked without, passion in thrall to humanity's handicap diamond stakes…."
_________________________________________________________________________________

Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss, 
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past, 
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there, 
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare, 
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
   .......some worthwhile inner self.
___________________________________________________________________________________

Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

Ghost of a Sense ... with Seagull and David Dunham

Urban Fish

Some nice sounds with my Friends, 
so good that i have a Team like that,
Schmitt - Guitar
lofi Menta - Bass https://soundcloud.com/user-672449547
Joerxworx - Saxophon https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Ratzzz - Keys im Fuchsanzug

Lunatics 248 the lucky Strike / lofi Menta - Schmitt - Joerxworx & Ratzzz

I decided to take another stab at this song for Halloween.
New instruments and added a strumming guitar track.    Completely new vocals and updated chorus.
***
In the dark of night, there's things that don't feel right.
Like a creature of the night with a healthy appetite
I saw a beautiful woman standing by the dance floor
I met her gaze she smiled at me
I knew the rest was history as my heart beat quickly in my chest.

The night past by in one big blur and in the morning there was no sign of her
I tried so hard to convince myself that it was only just a dream

Baby I want to see the sun shine on your face
Cause maybe you’re a vampire dressed in lace

As the day began to wane and darkness fell like bloody rain
I could feel a sense of foreboding in the air
I turned around and she was there
Next to me with long dark hair
Staring at me with a hungry pointy grin (hungry pointy grin)

Baby I want to see the sun shine on your face
Cause maybe you’re a vampire dressed in lace
Now she stops by every night and something tells me things aren’t right
Cause it’s been more than a week since I’ve seen the light of day

Now that you’ve heard my story, I hope you believe it’s true
My memory’s kind of foggy. There’s not much I can do
I’m sick of being stuck in this cold dark place
I want to feel the sun shine on my face
And I’m searching for a cure to what’s ailing me (what’s ailing me)

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby I want to see the sun shine on your face
Cause maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe you’re a vampire dressed in lace

Baby I want to see the sun shine on your face
Cause maybe you’re a vampire dressed in lace

Vampire Dressed In Lace (2025)

This started with a very beautiful piano piece by Tom, then advanced by Jussi’s great electric guitar lead. I added an imagined lyric about someone not being able to commit to a relationship and the song was completed by Boon’s excellent acoustic guitar work. Thanks to all for their wonderful contributions. Thanks everyone for giving this a listen. Much appreciated by us all. 

Desamor by Tom Régnier, Jussi Welin, Boon Suzuki and Mark J Bennett

There’s an absence in my life, 
Perhaps of my own device. 
An awkward independence, 
Rendered me unable to share,
 My life with any other. 
Desamor, Desamor

There’s an absence in my life,
 Desamor, Desamor 
An awkward independence,
 Left me unable to share.
 Desamor, Desamor
 Keeping a distance from love and affection, 
Forbidding myself that joy.

There’s an absence in my life,
 Desamor, Desamor

Keeping a distance from love and affection, 
 Forbidding myself that joy.
 Desamor, Desamor

Desamor - Tom Régnier, Jussi Welin, Boon Suzuki & Mark J Bennett

Vi sjunger om sorg och glädje. ( 1996 ) Eddy Mango - Margareta Theorin ( Eddy )

Goodfella

Wow, this is it, the final song I will be posting for the untitled album Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Wormling and I have been working on! We posted the first song, “Ghosting Out,” from this set on January 4, 2021. I started this set of 12 songs in 2020, during the pandemic, using demo tracks that Wou-Wou graciously allowed me to use. I can’t, yet totally can, believe that it took 5 years to finish and finally post all the songs. I am still not sure if all 12 songs will be included in the album since the total run time is about 43 minutes and I like albums to be a little closer to 30 minutes. We still also need to decide on the track sequence. Eventually the album will be posted the album on Bandcamp for free. 

I have written it many times before and I will write it again, it has been an immense pleasure and honor and blast to work with Sticknice, Bitzone, and Wou-Wou on this set of songs. I feel so lucky to have had this opportunity.  

Track Credits:
Heartscore: Violin
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore/tracks
https://heartscore.bandcamp.com/album/the-edge-of-times
https://www.youtube.com/dirkradloff
Stricknice: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Additional Drums and Bass, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
https://www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Synth, Synth Bass, Drums, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

I don’t wanna have to do this
But I would be terribly remiss
If I just pretended to shoot and miss 
Maybe I could find somebody nobody’ll reminisce 
Maybe I could find somebody deserving the abyss 
The kiss of deaths sweet lips 
The heat of cold bullets
Rationally tearing you from the grips 
Of life meaningless in this soulless culture gone amiss 
I’ve been hunting these woods since my childhood 
Living as any self respecting and god fearing man should
sovereign and secured in responsibility for one’s own livelihood  
The devil wants you to believe in falsehoods 
and city life leads to no good
The heathens all had me misunderstood 
I wouldn’t want to be with them if I could

It feels like its been me and the bird forever now 
And i can’t allow myself to let him down 
I have him in my sight 
But there is two of ‘em 
Damn it 
What am I going to do with ‘em 
I’m going to have shoot both of ‘em 
I can’t leave a witness
Gotta move with swiftness 
At least this 
male’s a total stud 
and bird will pleased 
As he falls with a thud as his chest spews out blood 
and soil turns to mud
This is the right thing to do, isn’t it
After all I made an agreement 
I can’t permit 
Bird to throw a fit
or It’ll be me my head 
that sits on that wall 
And I really wouldn’t want him to leave me 
and be alone again

The Shrike Pt. 4

Heartscore, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Wormling, and the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 4

Time it trembled as it took a tiny step
then another and another and another
and one by one illusions crumble
from the precipice they stumbled

overwhelmed by solitude without desire
the beginning of regret eventually becomes itself
as the grip begins to Slip
mortality is anxious for an outcome

started as a crawler then a totter to a toddler
to a walker then a runner
to a sprinter to the speed of light
and further on and back again

eventually to the brink of understanding
in a moment of the ultimate expanding
landing firmly after crashing through the curtain
finding something unexpected and perplexing
in the ether south of heaven
in the ally of a backstreet in the Crystal City-

where we're waiting in the Q 
one and all for further guidance
impatient and inspired by passions
and the fires of the hearts desires--

in the Crystal city (Time it Trembled)--from the half life project on Bandcamp

My old SC mate Micah played drums to test a friend’s recording set, and sent me some cuts full of improvised breaks and tempos. I love time changes, yet this was really challenging!

I finally chose two of them and jammed with bass until I learnt his story telling.
Then, I clicked on the red button, again and again.

Drums played ad libitum by Micah Gettys https://soundcloud.com/graphicsontelevisions https://soundcloud.com/letterpressmighty 
Drums engineered and mixed by Dean Johnston https://soundcloud.com/forest-of-dean
Other sounding stuff made in Ruizzoidman's bedroom.
Artwork also makeshifted by Micah Gettys, oh, what a dude !!

Floating Point (with Micah Gettys)

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

Much of my music is FREE TO DOWNLOAD.
Love this space, wherever it is, and the amazing sounds of humanity. Happy to mix my music with yours, if you have an idea or no idea : ) -- if you would like to remix, remake, redeem any part of anything here, let me know.   ~ 

These are the wonderful musicians I've been lucky enough to work with so far on SC:

MOON DUST - https://soundcloud.com/petri-kiviniemi
Oorlab - https://soundcloud.com/oorlab
Kamikami - https://soundcloud.com/kamikami-sc
Spökpappa (The Ghostfather)- @user-805491886
Cycle of Hands - https://soundcloud.com/cycleofhands
Wane of Summer - https://soundcloud.com/wane-of-summer/tracks
Ami Dreamer - https://soundcloud.com/ami_dreamer
Bonetender - https://soundcloud.com/bonetender
Shrowd ($ad)- https://soundcloud.com/avercoffee
Terry Wigmore - https://soundcloud.com/user-536194718
JBeAt {to my own drum} - https://soundcloud.com/jbeattomyowndrumindiepop
joerxworx - https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Koma Gaeshi - https://soundcloud.com/koma-gaeshi
letterfounder - https://letterfounder.bandcamp.com
Dean Massicotte - https://soundcloud.com/deanmassicotte
..dusboblaze.. - https://soundcloud.com/user-430072946
Don't kill butterflies - https://soundcloud.com/dontkillbutterflies
Arma Ignifera - https://soundcloud.com/herronsound
Nicholas Ridiculous - https://soundcloud.com/nickrdavies
Rhiannon's Liquid Soul - https://soundcloud.com/bre-cabin
MingMonk - https://soundcloud.com/mingmonk
ŞöļäçėŠțřëęț - @solacestreet
arse-myth - https://soundcloud.com/arse-myth
mannu - https://soundcloud.com/the-mannu

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