Joli groove ma chère Lilly, une très belle atmosphère 🥂

Very funky rock. Creatively remixed. One can always hear the joy you have in making music. 👍😃

lots going on here.. bass and drumgroove .. funky... great production and arrangement.. perfect matching vocals..dynamic drive..wow !

Great funky track with great guitar imrpovisations! And finely produced!

Your Mix 4

Thank you for listening!

soundcloud.com/emilio-gs/sets/cinematic-music-by-emilio-gs

Ready for a Mission

Music: Jan Schonander & Belial Pelegrim  https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim

MAGRITTE ORANGE CLOUD

Plus ça change
(The more it changes)
Plus ça reste le même 
(The more it stays the same)

Magritte Orange Cloud

Mystic Unity is a musical journey that crosses borders and shows the beauty in the connection between cultures. Through the fusion of Arabic sounds and Western harmonies, I want to celebrate the diversity and depth of two musical worlds and show what can happen when we are open to each other.

Mystic Unity invites us to embrace different perspectives and discover the unknown ... melodies and rhythms merge in a unique way. I look forward to taking you on this journey and hope it inspires you.

DAW Cubase
Halion Sonic 7
Groove Agent SE
Retrologue 2
Padshop 2
Colors LoFi Tapes
Framedrum X3M
Transverse
Hybrid Hit
Verve
Kalimba
Moroccan Vocal Phrases
Olympus Choir Elements
Mimi Page
Wave Cre 8
Evo Elysium
Flux
Navi Harp
Habitat by Domink Eulberg
Halion Symphonic Orchestra
Kontakt Etheral Earth
Ocular Sounds

125 bpm

Picture by Ralf Seemann on Pixabay

mystic unity

Tutto ciò che l'uomo ha imparato dalla storia, è che l'uomo dalla storia non ha imparato niente.
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All that man has learned from history is that man has learned nothing from history.

L'uomo non ha imparato niente.

El Árbol del Fuego - www.korima.net

Hace calor aquí? ¿O soy yo?
Hace calor aquí? ¿O soy yo?

Beware the Purple Tiger
On the wall of flame
Hungarian Hot Wax
With a Bangalore Wippet’s tail

Paper Lantern and Prairie Fire
Select Lucky Seven
Red Cherry Sweet Desire
Will leave you Facing Heaven

Chilhuacle Rojo
Orange Scorching Fresno

Malawi Bird’s Eye burn
Peach Carolina Reaper
Trinidad Perfume
Golden Cayenne Pepper

Hace calor aquí? ¿O soy yo?
Hace calor aquí? ¿O soy yo?

Guitar featured is: Guitarra Especial 10 Concierto by ANTONIO ALVAREZ BERNAL, 41007 SEVILLA SE, España

Graphic effects by Simon

You can find our acoustic versions released in advance of Soundcloud in our "Black & White" page here: https://www.korima.net/black-white

El Árbol del Fuego - Acoustic

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES VRAIS DU FAUX
Ils ont beau dire, ils ont beau faire
Tous leurs sourires sont à l’envers
Beaucoup de trop, et çà se voit
Se sentant haut tant ils s'y croient.
Sous apparence vivent au-dessus
Dans l'insolence voir même plus
Jouant les meilleurs se sentant beaux
En rois de coeur, qui sonnent faux
Riant de tout, même pas marrant
Quand on s’en fout complètement
Ils s’intéressent sans écouter
Et puis ils laissent tout çà tomber.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Ils congratulent dans le mépris,
Nous prennent pour nuls et puis aussi
Sans de scrupule en font leurs vies.
En tête de rang, la bonne place
Tous les gênants ils les déplacent
Se faisant grand  ils les remplacent.
L'hypocrisie en bandoulière
Car çà aussi ils savent la faire
Ils continuent, se croyant fort
Tout au-dessus, voir plus encore.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Tout çà se voit et on le sent 
Alors pourquoi perdre son temps
Laissons tomber une fois pour toute
Plus les garder sur notre route.
Car peu importe, faut avancer
Fermant  nos portes, les oublier
Laissons les dirent, laissons les faire
Prendre un soupir à l'ordinaire
Sentiments sains, bons ressentis
Pour que demain, saine soit la vie.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

THE TRUES FROM THE FALSE

No matter what they say, no matter what they do
All their smiles are upside down
Too many, and it shows
Feeling high as they believe in it.
Under appearance live above
In insolence see even more
Playing the best feeling beautiful
In kings of hearts, who ring false
Laughing at everything, not even funny
When we don't care at all
They are interested without listening
And then they drop it all.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

They congratulate in contempt,
Take us for rubbish and then too
Unscrupulously make their lives out of it.
At the head of the row, the right place
All the troublesome ones they move them
Making themselves big they replace them.
Hypocrisy on the shoulder
Because that too they know how to do
They continue, believing themselves strong
All above, even more.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

All this can be seen and felt 
So why waste your time
Let's give up once and for all
No longer keep them on our way.
Because it doesn't matter, you have to move forward
Closing our doors, forgetting them
Let them say it, let them do it
Take a sigh at the ordinary
Healthy feelings, good feelings
So that tomorrow, life will be healthy.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

LES VRAIS DU FAUX

I sure miss it. 561 ( 1993 ) Margareta Theorin - Eddy Mango ( Margareta )

“ Colpi Dritti “  by Luke 

During Medieval & Renaissance days the fencing word..
“Colpi Dritti”…means: “Vadi blows from the right side used to defend one self” as the warriors had to do…

Just a fun experimental piece …

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Guitar & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Colpi Dritti”  by Luke

la...lala la..

Cast of characters:
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Taylor T5z acoustic guitar, Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, Gibson Earle Scruggs banjo, Eastwood MandoCaster mix, mastering, production, and composition
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Fender Precision four string bass, played with a plectrum 
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – harmonica, jaw harp, timpani, hambone percussion, and production editing     
This song began with Stephen, who recorded it on his acoustic guitar and bass to a programmed drum track a few months ago. We were all thrilled to work on it, even though it sat in BandLab as a project for almost a month before Stephen separated the tracks, thus allowing us to trickle in our parts. JJ was first to jump on it, because he could before the tracks were separated, as his part is completely his idea. He added the organ that really set up the entire sound of both dominant sections of the song. 
  Ken was first up to the project once the tracks were replaceable, making the wild, driving beat his own. Inspired by both JPJ and Michael Ivins, Josh laid down his bass line, trying to match Ken's energy. Last, but not least, Mark jumped in with the rumbling timpani. He also added the flavorful harmonica, and unique jaw harp you hear throughout, as well. Finally, Stephen also got the idea to add the hambone percussion at the very end of the song, which we all consider a treat, and after showing us how it's done, Mark volunteered his percussion skills to give it a go. Stephen wasn't done, though, and still had some magic to sprinkle. He went in and added the howling electric guitar you hear prominently in the second main section. Also, he added the tempting intro with his acoustic guitar and electric mandolin. 
  Once it was in the bag, we thought it appropriate for our master mixer Stephen to put it to bed, which he did in his always expert manner. 
  This is a gift from Stephen to all of us, and you, too. It took a lot of teamwork to make the dream work, as always for Eclectic Collective. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Here's an isolated track of just the hambone bit at the very end of the song (thanks for showing us this technique Stephen!):
https://on.soundcloud.com/QdPGGUnJsHfowXdV9

Country Ham (The Eclectic Collective)

CAN’T YOU SEE
Vocals: Melissa (Ghosthack) Can’t you see
Brandon (Ghosthack) I don’t wanna go
https://www.ghosthack.de
Lillithe: Arrangement and Production
Paploviante: Remastering


Can't you see

When The Wind Blows

Hey everyone - Mr Spotty Book and I thought we'd quickly rattle off a chirpy little choon to try and capture the global mood of the moment.  You're welcome!

By rather clever use of an unedited, zero production, rough one-shot take, a woefully failing voice and the virtuoso  touch of a buzzing string, I think I've successfully managed to impart an air of total amateurishness to the piece.  A level of rustic backwoods front porch authenticity that them there pro's can only dream of.... :)

Have a brilliant day.
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The Good Earth Calls

Watching dust play evening’s light
Skips the beams, or so it seems
I’m wondering if dust has dreams
When it settles out of sight.
Finest diamond has its flaws
Don’t need perfection just because
I listen, and the good earth calls, tonight.

Misplaced trust, screaming lies
Pollen falls in howling squalls
A shattered world that just appals
Such a sorry sight that greets my eyes
As crypto fool’s gold they adore 
Flotsam morals wash these shores
I listen, and the good earth calls, tonight.

Staring at my feet what do I see
Best support I got and the only ones for free
Guess that’s how the hammer falls
I listen, and the good earth calls, for me

Made my peace to seek respite
Watching clouds for hours and hours
Prone within this bed of flowers
Withered as the line of hopes I’d write
Life’s pearl had deeply fissured cracks
Optimism took two steps back
I listened, and the good earth called, tonight.

Athena breathed life to my clay
Clay don’t cost much but that’s okay
Lord I listened, ……….when the good earth called, tonight.
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Photo by Patti Black on Unsplash

The Good Earth Calls

Stepping up

"Dans un voyage, on évolue, on change, on se transforme. Et souvent, on rentre et tout est annulé par le retour".

"During a journey, we evolve, we change, we transform. And often, we return, and everything is undone by coming back"

(Raymond Depardon, Errance, Paris 2000, pag. 40).
From the same work, the cover picture (page 4).

Composed by Michele Ansani (2016-2025).
Sax (reworked by me) is courtesy of Komorebi Audio - Sunset Jazz.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, April 17.

Everything is undone by coming back *


I was struck by an article in the Guardian 10 years ago about a woman who used to hang out and work with the Rolling Stones in the 60s and the article was about adapting to old age while having nostalgia for such a potent time in her life. For this recording I had to change one word - 70 to 80. Musically it needed to be rhythmic but melancholic: something you got from major and minor seventh songs in the mid 70s as disco kicked in



YESTERDAY’S PEOPLE

Yesterday’s people used to party, party, party
Yesterday’s people were so cool so cool so cool

There was a girl her skin so fresh and fine
There was a guy as smooth as a dark red wine
They were out there in a happening era
Face to face so close and nearer
Photogenic and oh so bold
But that generation has all grown old

In 69 it was crazy zany time
In London town all that music going down
Young people travelling - free love happening
Beautiful people philosophizing
Mary Jane twilight in the Mediterranean
That generation they’ve all grown old

If you’re talking to an 80 year old guy
Remember he - was Mr cool way back in time
Try to imagine the face much younger
The yearning soul hormonal hunger
Suite Judy blue eyes young people dancing
That generation they’ve all grown old


Can't you see

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