just came up in my favorites reposting - still love this

Some great lines in this , most impressive. Unusual and interested collab, glad I spotted this one.

Dark and satirically cynical... intense presentation Mark and Phil.

great track mark..im a big fan of phils music and yours...fantastic message in this really digg the vocals and sounds

This is a great song, and i like your version

I was pleased to find this in my digging...love your approach Mark and you most certainly found the right mood and superb atmospheric vocals and love the lyrics. Cool music from McWattie to work with...a brilliant collab guys!

Good to hear this again Mark when reposted by someone else! Thanks Lizzie!

LET YOUR EARS BREAK FREE

It's need-to-tell-this-to-my-therapist music Thursday! Please welcome our new imaginary combo "The Lamineers":

Sergio Párraga: Congas, Campana y Güiro
Jeff Roberts: Electrified Bass
me: what's left

Thank you a million Jeff and Sergio for having joined me with this ride. The road to get there was rather stony and winding --- some conversation excerpts: "I chose to enter the labyrinth of twisted meter and rubato alleys" --- "shall we call this one quits?" --- "man that is one idiosyncratic piece" --- "I take it as an adventure" --- "get that suckah out there!!!!!!!!!!"

https://soundcloud.com/jeff_roberts
https://soundcloud.com/sergioparraga

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There's no voices in my head, but they must be right
Danger's everywhere
Everything is fine, but you need to keep in mind, you really need to keep in mind
Little white round enemies

Alligator's coming

Come on, let's hide in the swamp
Nobody can see us, we're hidden, just shh
Kwui

Alligator's chasing its own tail
How did we get here?
Nobody can remember, but it was a perfect plan
OK there's a way out, but we need to find a bar

Left? Right? Straight?
Wrong direction, wait!
Light, streft, reight!

Come my brave soldier, shelter is near
We're out of provisions, but we still have a beer

Alligator's coming
Alligator's
Alligator's coming

Little white round enemies, mean mean calamities
Little white round enemies, leave me my identities
Alligator's coming

Soon we're there, just six bars more to visit
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Yahoo
Alligator's coming

Little White Round Enemies ft. Sergio Párraga and Jeff Roberts

the ocean...the beach...the strange quality in the air

Induced

Back From The Dead

Widespread knowledge of science

Once I wrote a description here !!!

Ok let's say I started adding layers to the great music https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1 sent me.

Letra (translated lyrics below)

Se arrastró bajo los muros,
llorando.
Se filtró por las ranuras,
buscándome.
Y miró entre las fisuras,
deseando:
mucho claro, nada oscuro,
llamándome…
 
Mas el centinela mágico
de quijadas relucientes,
descarnado por los dientes
de mil y un gusanos cárnicos,
por la acción más degenérica
de venenos de odio y muerte,
este ser, cerebro inerte,
la detuvo, niña histérica…
 
Pero huyó,
vio sentada su promesa de llamarme.
Y escapó,
Vio prendido su deseo de amarme.
Sensación
de saber que era la presa, fuego y carne,
y en la intensa luz de vida vino a hallarme;
y me encontró.
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She crawled under the walls,
crying.
She filtered through the grooves,
searching for me.
And she looked inside the fissures,
wishing:
much clarity, no darkness,
calling me…

But the magic sentry
of shining jawbones,
eaten to the bone by the teeth
of thousand and one meat worms,
For the most degenerated action
of poisons of hatred and death,
this being, inert brain,
detained her, hysterical girl …

But she fled,
found assured her promise of calling me.
And she escaped,
found on fire her willing to love me.
Sensation
of knowing that she was the prey, fire and flesh,
and in the intense light of life she came to find me;
and she did.

Ella huyó - She fled (with ProgRockDan1)

@phil-mcwalter approached me to ask if I’d like to do my own version of his song, https://soundcloud.com/phil-mcwalter/i-can-see-all-of-you-1 . He was keen that I used my own words, although I explained that I wouldn’t be able to match, let alone improve on what he had done. I persevered and once I found the mood I wanted to occupy, the words came quickly. Phil’s original version, if my interpretation is correct, appears to be from the perspective of an all-seeing/omnipotent being. Whereas the anxiety and tension I felt in the music led me to the perspective of someone who is all-seeing, via our various modern communications and information systems, yet simultaneously wholly powerless to change anything and gradually becomes insane. The beauty of writing something like this is that it doesn’t necessarily have to represent your own personal ideas and beliefs. I’m a little bit cynical in real life but nothing like this (honestly)… Feel free to take what you want from my diatribe, but only with a pinch of salt.

Hugely indebted and honoured to get to work with Phil on this. A very liberating experience that let me think outside of the box. Cheers Phil.

Thanks for listening ;-)

Original song lyrics, all music, instrumentation and final mix – @phil-mcwalter - I Can See All Of You - Nov 2013 © Phil McWalter
Additional lyrics, vocals and artwork (courtesy of Joseph Losey’s Don Giovanni) - Mark Bennett

Hellbound ( July 2014 © McWalter/Bennett )

I can see all wonder ,  that nature displays, 
From a newborn’s fingertip,  
To forests ablaze.
  I was simply spellbound , 
To the point of disbelief , 
Overwhelmed and awed, 
As if by grief . 
We unhappy few who have ,
 Such luxury ,
 Still blindly plunder ,
 Its treasury.

I was spellbound,
I’m losing my mind,    
Simply spellbound,  spellbound, spellbound,
  I’m losing my mind , 
Simply spellbound,  spellbound… Hellbound

I really can’t help but be,   
Quite so cynical,  
Maybe I’m just kind of,
 Hypercritical . 
The fool or the philistine, 
Who is to blame?  
Leisure and culture , 
They’re just not the same . 
Work to live, live to shop,
  Everything’s retail.  
Even your integrity,  
It’s all up for sale . 
Whatever you believe in, 
  Believe in yourself.
  I can’t keep everything   Inside my mind,  
Something’s gotta give ,
 It’s not how we’re designed.

I can’t keep everything,   
Inside my mind,  
Wade through false symbols , 
Drown in true signs.
  Information overload,  
Got nothing to say.  
Data Protection,  
This area’s grey.
  Intellectual copyright,  
We all assume,
  Will see us alright,  
From tome to tomb.

I was spellbound, 
   I’m losing my mind,    
Simply spellbound,  spellbound, spellbound,
  I’m losing my mind, 
Simply spellbound,  spellbound, Hellbound.

I can see all of you,
  Inside my head.  
Y’all know who you are,  
The quick and the dead . 
Soundbite, whatever you like,
  It’s all watered down.
  Well, I can take it straight,
  Coz I’m a big boy now.
  Lifestyle or a real life?  
Which will it be?
  For now, it’s still your life,  
Take it from me.  
Or maybe not,  
Coz I’ve lost the plot.
  I can see all of you,   
Inside my head.  
The ones that look shiny,  
The ones that look dead.

I can see all of you,  
Spellbound ,
 I can see all of you,
  Simply spellbound,
  I can see all of you,  
Spellbound,  
I can see all of you,  
Hellbound

Hellbound - McWalter Bennett (Click for info)

A dreamy short story song about beautiful codependent summer lovers in Technicolor.
Lyrics:
I'm a sucker for those people pleasers
You'll find this out as my character unfolds
I need something to believe in
I'm an aging misanthrope

You only love me when your high
Sitting outside
It's summertime
Glistening
By the pool of light

You really have your type
Us underachievers
You need a receiver
Transmitter
Frequency set to true believers
Your exactly right
Your absolutely right
Living life to your own code
The lies we tell ourselves to live (2X)

You only love me when your high
The lies we tell ourselves to live
All the lies that we tell ourselves to live
You've got to fight for it
You've got to live your life by it
As we make love on the kitchen floor...

The Lies We Tell Ourselves To Live

April

Lyrics:
My poet's notebook
I sketched with lies
As I lay at your feet
Looking for a transcendental satori
I have a questionable story
You've been warned
Because I have horns

You see, I love the night filth
The midnight silt
No one is coming to save me
You know I have horns
I'm an unreliable narrator
Every character that I've worn
Every bad idea that I've born
Every lover that I scorned
I'm torn from the night
I'm in
A transitionary moment in my life
I have horns

As I lay at your feet
Will you give me something to believe?
I want to get shorn
Because I have horns
No one is coming to save me
Nobody is coming to save me
Nobody is coming to save me...

Horns

words and music K Gennery
image not my own

Wont you call me when its over
Ill sit tight till alls been said and done
you skulk around with the world upon your shoulders
as a matter of fact we all feel the same from time to time

well i know you find it tough to go figure things out
but im not the one whos letting you done right now

once in a minute, twice in a moment
yet never in a thousend years
lifes such a riddle....dont you know

why dont you let me know when its over
ill wait here till alls been over come
so many words spoken out of anger
youre not the only one who wants to disapear

well i know you find it tough to go figure things out
but im not the one whos letting you done right now

once in a minute, twice in a moment
yet never in a thousend years
lifes such a riddle....dont we know

Riddle

I'm happy Vocalatti invited me for a sax improv on this wonderfull cover version,
composed 1938 by J Fred Coots, with lyrics by Haven Gillespie.
__________ Vocalatti: Vocals & backtrack (via jazzbacks - piano, bass,drums)
__________ joerxworx: alto sax, final mix
.... for more wonderful vocals & brilliant tracks visit https://soundcloud.com/vocalatti

You Go To My Head // Vocalatti ft. joerxworx

28 de Enero 2011
Grabado en Vivo
Sala Niní MArshall de la Casa de la  Cultura. Ushuaia. Tierra del Fuego.

Artistas que participan:

Kuky Rey
Emilia Ramunda
Claudio Rey
"Tanguito"

Músicos

Raul De Luca (Acordeón a piano)
Néstor Alonso (Guitarra)
Rodolfo Planes (Bajo - Guitarra)
Jorge Rodriguez (Guitarra)
Luis Nievas (Batería)
Ruben Nievas (Piano, Producción Musical)

Vuelvo Al Sur (En vivo en Ushuaia) 2011

Illegal dumping has become a problem everywhere. Too much damn stuff. Contrary to the narrators lyrical viewpoint, this is actually a song about over consumption. Included is a terrible AI cover photo (also garbage).
Lyrics:
Dyer Road, Dyer Road
It's where you go to unload
All the stuff that you don't want to own
Out on Dyer Road
In the city's unincorporated zone
It's not the dump
It's the unknown
Out on Dyer, Dyer Road

You've got microwave ovens from 1983
A box spring mattress
A VHS of "The Goonies"
It's an area of ill repute
I swear I saw a chicken wire monkey suit
And that love seat that you bought
But, there was no love to be found
At Christmas you we're so sad
It made you blue
Because for Christmas she gave you
Counterfeit Jordan shoes
Yeah, get it out there
Dispose of it
On Dyer Road

Dyer Road
You treat the earth like it's something on loan
On Dyer Road
We treat the earth like it's rent to own
Dyer Road

The sign says "Illegal dumpers they will be fined"
That's why I always go undercover of the nighttime
The County and the City say they can't agree of jurisdiction and enforcement
So I take my stuff out by the power lines
I found an unopened box of Spearmint Gum
I'm gonna resell it on Amazon
Up my income
I feel kind of dumb for buying all this stuff
Excuse me!
Excuse me!
I've got to dispose of this double kick drum
(Double, double, double kick drum)
Out on Dyer Road

Uh huh, on Dyer Road... (Elvis has left the building)

Dyer Road

06/19/2024

You'd Rather Be Dead Than Alive

A funny thing about this cloud of sound is that if you stay on long enough you'll have new friends that haven't heard your old work, and you'll know others who vacate the space for reasons of disinterest, lack of inspiration or sometimes even mortality itself. 

Anyway this was the instrumental bed for a very ridiculous tune put out in the national throes of Covid, and the vocals were full of deep state malarky (as am I). I just listened to it instrumentally and found it even more fun this way. Some of the SC stalwarts will remember it, and new friends will hopefully enjoy it.

If you can name every song covered here, you can download it for free. If you can't you can download anyway -- this is a mashup to give everyone at the family reunion something to groove to.

Dance Party 4 All

art picture by Joanna Kosinska on unsplash....

La dernière valse

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

Dear listener, Feel free to leave comments and I'll try to reply.

I've been making music for around 15 years now but because of the wonderfully generous community that is SC, I have learned so much in a short time. I look forward to learning even more by collaborating. 
I suppose my strengths are in lyric-writing and singing. I feel fortunate to have been able to work with some stunning compositions by some very talented SCers.

My very best to you, Mark

Some links to recent Continental Collision streaming sites, etc are available below:

Hellbound - McWalter Bennett (Click for info)

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