And so to a perhaps slightly different outcome of a number of considerations we discussed when we made "Mother Syria" ten months ago.....

Where was the cradle of life for humanity?
What was the first language?
What was the first written language?
What did the first cultures look like?
Did they arise in the East...or West....or in the middle of....Hmmm.

Yes, scholars dispute that.
And it is likely to continue like this, since no absolute proof has been presented, only assumptions, interpretations, etc. of the small findings made of previous existences of human presence.
Yes, technology and research possibilities are constantly developing, but it is probably quite far-fetched that we will finally get a complete and credible account.

I personally believe that life started in many different places on our planet, and at about the same time, when some important factors needed to be fulfilled, such as where the conditions and surroundings were generally favorable for human life to sprout, grow and develop, on a planet in constant development. In a time course that is almost incomprehensible, and which has been influenced by factors in the space we are in, which we do not really understand either.

So this little piece of music doesn't give you any answers, but perhaps gives you a moment of contemplation on the questions. ;)

Lovely Acoustic Guitars - David Dunham; https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, Mix, Production, track image - Seagull; https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio
Lovely Voice - Clara

Genesis - David D, Clara & Seagull

My Song 44

Cast of Characters:
Cgmaness – @hiddenhands-760647700 – Chris – acoustic guitar, synth, and composition
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- vocals, lyrics, sound FX (robot bleep, ocean), mix, and production
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – four string fretless Warwick bass
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – piano, B3 synth voice, synth sax, and JJ's angels (voice synth)
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– master and production

This song started as a project that was begun on his guitar and synth, then shelved by our master songwriter, Chris. He always gives us magic to work with, and as soon as he shared this one with the rest of Eclectic Collective, we all jumped on it.
Mark was immediately inspired by Chris' music demo, and set about writing some timely lyrics to sing with his solid, inimitable voice. The lyrics are about a hypothetical future where we've turned to technology in search of human connection, only to realize that it has only isolated us more, and that we really already had that connection to begin with. (The narration is from a future perspective, like all this has already happened, and its speaking to us from the future, almost like a warning.)
The rhythm section was still absent, though, but not for long. Ken added his groovy, perfectly in the vibe drums to it next. Josh, of course followed soon after, now that he had drums to work with, by adding his fretless four string bass to the song. Now that it was sounding like a well rounded piece, Tez came through with the thrilling guitar solos that you hear in the middle. JJ first added some piano, B3, and sax to the song, then later completed it with his psychedelic synth and divine voice synth that provides the "choir" you hear in there.
Now that it was all in the bag, Mark spent considerable time and effort mixing it, then turned it over to our resident pro Stephen for the mastering.
This is one of our favourite songs we've ever done, and it reminiscent of both Pink Floyd and King Crimson. It's a great example of what the team is able to do with a really solid, yet open musical seed, provided by a master composer. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed making it.

Image designed by Mistermark using ChatGPT 5

Original lyrics by Mistermark:

The wind by the seashore, the wash of the waves
the sand on your skin and the glance that you gave
the sounds of the carnival we left it all behind
there were words left unsaid at the back of your mind
how could I have been so blind?

It was so long ago now it’s just you and me
it seems I've forgotten the way you like your tea
the house becomes quiet as the guests head for home
the garden’s been gathered and the kids are all grown
on their own

“The robots will help” they said “it’s better this way”
“there’s no need to work and there’s more time to play”
our leaders assured us we’d never go poor
and nobody questions the truth anymore
but what did we do it all for?

Our science sustains us like fine works of art
but are we closer together or farther apart?
we’re each on an island alone on the sea
the ocean between us expands rapidly
is this where we wanted to be?

It was so long ago now it’s just you and me
it seems we’ve forgotten the way it used to be
machines tried to help us but something went wrong
the future we wanted was here all along

The wind by the seashore, the wash of the waves
the sand on your skin and the glance that you gave
the sounds of the carnival we left it all behind
there were words left unsaid…

Faded Fortunes (Eclectic Collective)

next time I send a carrier pigeon

lyrics

Things can be hard
I think too much
I drink too much
Things can be dark
But you don't see the fight
The heroes arc
You don't see my mind
the hero's arc
What you see is not meant to be
Things can be hard
The hero's arc

I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
When you think that I'm
never gonna recover
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok

You miss the old me
But he was never meant to be
You will see, you will see
When I come from the dark
The hero's arc
You'll be a part
of the brand new me
I think too much
and I drink too much
But there's an art
to the hero's arc

I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
When you think that I'm
never gonna recover
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok

Hero's Arc

$tuck in the Middle with you

AeterNoster

Redline_protocol

A man of few words

A stripped down version of this song with just me and my guitar
And here’s a link to a more highly produced version https://on.soundcloud.com/ilKgH0ZJjkQdhPEuk7

Copyright 2025

Verse 1
I’ve never seen the Great Wall; I’ve never been to Japan.
I’ve never seen the Eiffel Tower; it’s not part of my bucket list plan.
I don’t need to stand in line for two hours so I can see the Mona Lisa for thirty seconds.
I can see the same thing at home for free on my computer.

Chorus
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Verse 2
I don’t want to sit in a pressurized cylinder, with only a bag of peanuts to eat,
As I’m elbowed by a stranger who decides he wants to ventilate his feet.
I don’t want to go to a tourist trap and hang out with a bunch of ugly Americans.
If I want to see ugly Americans, all I’ve gotta do is step outside.

Chorus (Repeat)
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Bridge
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.

Verse 3
Waking up early, rushing to the airport, to get on a crowded flight,
Trying to find space in the overhead bin and not get in a fight.
When you get there, you can’t drink the water, and the alcohol can make you go blind.
That doesn’t sound like the optimal place for a person to unwind.
You have to ration your underwear, or you’ll have to wear it inside out again for a second time.
You have to keep your money in a belt or you could be the victim of a pickpocketing crime.

Bridge (Repeat)
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.

Not a Rambling Man (Acoustic Version)

RETURN OF THE GENTLE GIANTS  from CIRCLES

Like a wise man once told me, “Riff make song.” lol. If anyone wants to turn my riffs into songs then go for it and I’d love to hear it

My Song 44

Leonard Bertsos

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