Really nice relaxing feel to this one, love the photography of the cover art too

A true gem of musical expression. Great bass playing!  Excellent musicianship, production, mixing, and an overall audio delight!

nice to be reminded what the bass can do all by itself!!  nice work Mark

Wonderful melodies Mark. Great and warm sound! This track could really use some vocals!

Cancion del gato solitario

This piece was inspired by a trip to Salmon River in the Ghost Town of Hyder, Alaska with my son David in 2023.
Every year thousands of salmons migrate the River of their origin for spawning. The journey can take up to a year. After spawning  the salmons  protect their eggs until death which occurs after a few days for most of the salmons. For them the circle of life comes to an end here. For the bears they are food and so you are able watch both salmons and bears if you are lucky. The place is mystical,: the beginning of new life and death at the same place.

When I send a raw edition of this to Carl from ‚The Beautiful Dark‘, he agreed to work on it and wrote some gorgeous lyrics and a vocal line in no time. I am very happy about this collaboration with a great musician and a very nice guy. Hope you enjoy!

https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark

Salmons Heaven

Look! We have eggs.
In 3 months they hatch.
Feed off yolk-sac. Alevin need not beg
Eat several weeks, Let growth attach.

Curate now, fry, five to ten weeks
You're swimming. Silver. A fish so to speak.
Careful now, Downstream.. Predator meet!
Life Lives we made it. Dear Parr says we saved us
East now. Lets evade blood. Finger markings make stones of us.

Smolt. School! Strength in all yous!
Adjusting our bodies for salt water truths
Look silvery again
May an Ocean we know
Ocean as Adult
Now feed
Smolt feed grow

Hazards: Men, seals, whales
Eat, hide, sleep, repeat these days with tail
Above look dark
Viewed from below white future spark
Easy, you zipped 2000 miles plus, left no mark
Now, home time, take magnet of map. Follow the heart.

Spawning adult we sense that circle
Pure birth rivers to Salmon their temple
As rugged rapid ready redden our new
We dodged the bears. Natal stream for me and you
Now shake that tail. Fill our Redd
I'll fertilise. Let's protect till dead

Salmons Heaven

The Beautiful Dark Vocals + Lyrics
BeSinger Composition, Instruments, Back Vocals

Salmons Heaven (with The Beautiful Dark)

Floating in Ether — a song about life and creation. A story about love and the mystical power that gives life its form. My first collab with my husband, Lucid Call.

🎥 Singing video by Elpiverse: instagram.com/reel/DKACzexIQsX

🎥 Video by Lucid Call:
instagram.com/reel/DITyiIBMc7L/?igsh=YnNtZXZuMGppeDBs
(Photoshop, Midjourney, Kling AI, After effects, Premiere Pro)

Elpiverse: Vocal Composer, Producer & Performer, Lyrics [instagram.com/elpiverse]
Lucid Call: Music Composer & Producer [instagram.com/lucidcall]
Φabrika Music: Additional Mixing & Mastering [www.fabrikamusic.gr]

Also streaming on Spotify: open.spotify.com/track/1kuHjFH4P08wwYdZCOWQ3j?si=b0229bc40fb04183

★★ Lyrics ★★ 

Moving slow 
Deep and low
Waking, fall 
Float and glow

Moving slow 
And deep and low
Waking, fall 
And float and glow

Touching, soft 
And right and wrong
Calling names 
And dream and fade away

Holding tight 
Hope and might
Reaching high 
Light and night

Holding tight 
And hope and might
Reaching high 
And light and night

Flowing still
And breathe and feel
Breaking waves
And fears and fade away

Holding tight
And hope and might
And reaching high 
And light and night

Flowing still
And breathe and feel
Breaking waves
And fears and fade away

Moving slow 
Deep and low

Floating In Ether

Floating in Ether

F-Burning Library

Music, Lyrics, Guitar, harp, vocals, harmonies - Lizzie Taypen
Cover Painting - Lizzie Pentland
For Kathleen
Mischievous and Kind
Strong and Fearless
May you rest in peace now my friend

What a Friend had said

Daylight

Hey…. Thanks for dropping by. April 21st, fresh snow on the ground that hopefully will melt off by the end of the day. Yesterday, I was out transplanting some small Lupine and Columbine plants from out of the lawn. They grew there from seed that spilt from nearby flowerbeds. I put them into a rock garden I recently refurbished. I pulled all the rocks out, dug down to get all the invasive grass roots out, and rebuilt it with a few extra rocks. After that chore, I dug up several Spruce seedlings from the Spruce trees I planted here decades ago. Those little saplings grew up under a lilac bush, so I moved them out into open areas in the backyard. They probably won’t get to be 3 feet tall by the time I pass from this mortal coil, as I am old, but I plant them anyway b/c they’ll most likely still be here when I am gone. Ha. I have been transplanting a lot of volunteer flower plants into my neighbor’s yard, from my vegetable garden in preparation for Spring planting. They find their way into the garden, by wind, bird or however, and I just let them grow, but soon there’s more flowers than vegetables, so I find them new homes. Lastly, I replaced the wonky wheel and axle assembly on my old wheelbarrow, held together by hose clamps, during a snowy day last week, with a wheel from a wheelbarrow I recently got from a pile of free stuff (junk) out on the road, that a neighbor was tossing out. The barrow was cracked, but the wheel/axle were fine. Now I am ready to roll. That is how Spring is here in the mountains…. So several years back, there was quite a large pack of dogs that would freely run around our rural neighborhood. They lived here and loved being able to roam. When I first saw them on my way to the mailbox, they did not know me, and several dogs growled at me. (Rightly so.) Ha. It was a standoff moment for sure. So I just laughed at them. They were not anticipating that. So from then on, we’d have some fun whenever I saw them. Most of those dogs have died over the years. It was sad to see them go. So I included them in this song. I hope you like it. Mark

Going To The Dogs

https://youtu.be/dLLddlqKIHc?si=wT5hmEY_W3Fp5ZvI 

This is my attempt at performing this song in a single take with just me and my guitar (Taylor 114 ce)
Also to compare and contrast, here’s a  link to a more polished full band version of this song that I recorded with the help of the Eclectic Collective 
https://soundcloud.com/josh-clary-1/ai-sucks-the-eclectic?si=67d29d363d2a419dacbf860fa471165e&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Many thanks to SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani  https://on.soundcloud.com/A24Cig19AVNqQmCk8 who's lyrics inspired me to write this song and collaborated with me to help bring this song to life.
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Lyrics
When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string 
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune 
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers but I continued to play
And as the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
And now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will think your songs are great 
even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure and a catchy vibe and beat 
It was overly verbose but when I played it people tapped their feet
In my forties I stopped wasting my time
Work was more fun I was doing just fine
I had a steady paycheck that could feed me 
And the record companies didn’t need me
In my fifties once again my musical juices started flowing
I bought the necessary equipment I was eager to get going
I recorded all my strumming and saved it onto my PC
The internet and technology were advancing rapidly
I took those special songs I’d written of which I was most proud
Posted them Instagram, You Tube, Tik Tok and SoundCloud
I asked myself if a tree falls in the forest and no one’s around
Does it make a sound?
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will like your songs even though you didn’t write or play a single note.

AI Sucks Acoustic Live Version

Five String bass

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Daylight

~Mark F

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