Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Gary Reeves:  Drums
Hans-Michael Albers:  All other instruments, Arrangement & Production
(From the forthcoming album ‘From London To Hamburg’)

Photograph and post production by Dan Duchars.
Hans’ video: https://youtu.be/Lm8WoxCegRE?si=XFq1zX8Gkz3oLDmH

When you’re brainstorming ideas for album covers, you never really think they might involve placing yourselves in the middle of a road as traffic bears down on you.  However, that is precisely what we did.
Now I’m not one to tell tales but it was all Gal’s fault.  He thought our front cover  should feature an image of the entire band, which was quite compelling aside from the fact that we lived in London, Hans in Hamburg and have in reality never met.  But Gal had a mate called Dan (who lives in Norfolk, hence the title), a professional photographer whose comprehensive knowledge of Photoshop could bring the three of us together.
We’d always loved the pre-fame, Astrid Kirchherr portraits of The Beatles, taken during their club-playing, Hamburg days and two of these became our template - in focus subject occupying the foreground, covert and blurred figure (in our case, 2  figures) in the distance.
And so it was that, armed with a pin-sharp shot of Hans, we met with Dan to photograph the background scene which, as outlined previously, was in the middle of a busy side road.  Camera in hand, Dan teetered on a plastic crate as Gal and me  dodged back and forth to avoid a plethora of oncoming vehicles - everything from lorries to mobility scooters - who were, on the whole, very accommodating in the circumstances. Some even smiled and waved - at least I think that’s what they were doing…
We owe Dan so much, not only for his consummate skills and kindness but also for laying his life on the line in the name of art.  This song is for him.  (Terry Reeves)

I met a man called Dan holding a magical light
Viewing future moments, giving individual sight
Shadows from Hamburg, combination of skills
Show London reflection of a figure standing still

Chorus:
A flash of light, picture to follow
In black & white, diverse as tomorrow

Stand high in right places, enchanted vision of art
Friend of ageing musicians, sorcery skills from the heart
A Wizard conjuring cover, Kirchherr’s copy of claim
Painting light into a picture, producing Album in frame

Chorus

Viewing from height - sparks of vision
Seeing it tight - artist precision
Know left from right - avoid collision
Negative in sight - develop position

Chorus

Confidence in commitment, enjoying musical tracks
Working four to an image, platinum vinyl plaque 
Black and white cover photo, a clue why, when and who
Monochrome life connections, enjoy vision past to new

Chorus

A feeling it’s time to give a show
A feeling making history grow
A feeling, a feeling only one way to go
A feeling thinking fast going slow
A feeling Duchars photos will glow
A feeling CC one day will all know

FROM NORFOLK TO LONDON  - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Video)

J'ai le plaisir de partager avec vous mon morceau - Parcmètre

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/XB7ExqJ2uG8
Et ici sur toutes les plateformes numériques :
https://music.imusician.pro/a/979VpasW/

Issu de mon nouveau set solo  
Projet intimiste jazzy/rock/blues/funk/hiphop, qui jongle entre old school et modernité, 
porté par un son de guitare rond, vivant, chaud, organique
Ici l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains cosys, calmes et poétiques.

Parcmètre - Vidéo en description

HE GETS AWAY WITH MURDER IS THE 7TH TRACK ON LOLA DEMO'S ALBUM 'SECOND SKIN' RELEASED APRIL 4TH 2025
RECORDED AT STRUDEL GIRL STUDIO IN ATHENS.

Second Skin

He Gets Away With Murder

HE GETS AWAY WITH MURDER

Greg Hurley: Composition / Arrangement, Lyrics, Vocals, Slide guitar, Guitars, Keys, Bass and Drum programming, mix and mastering

Lyrics: Till It's Gone

I was young and full of fire, 
never thought I'd ever tire
Didn’t know the time would fly
and leave me wondering why
Now that I’m old and all alone
you don’t know what you have till it’s gone 

I chased the dollar every day
didn’t take the time to play
With my kids, my wife, my kin
now I see where I’ve been
They’re all grown and far away
you don’t know what you have till it’s gone

I’ve lived life through highs and lows
Seen love and loss in equal rows
Don’t let regret become your song
Hold tight to joy before it’s done
But now I know what matters most 
You don’t know what you have till it’s gone

So hear me now while you’re young
don’t let your life be unsung
Cherish every moment bright
hold your loved ones really tight
For one day you’ll look back and see
you don’t know what you have till it’s gone, Yeah


Till it's Gone

Catching a ride on the bus
Strangest people sitting way too close to me
Ride is free, I can’t complain
Air conditioned going where I need to be

Don’t get to decide who’s sitting next to me
Don’t get to decide if they’re gonna talk to me
But I have no doubt I’ll smell them

Scheduled stop on 22nd street
Corner where I wait to see what’s gonna be
Transfer to Speedway Boulevard
Closer to the median where I hold my own

Don’t get to decide who’s sitting next to me
Don’t get to decide if they’re gonna talk to me
But I have no doubt I’ll smell them

Watch I pull a fast one
No one knows more than me

Whole day worth of sun and heat
Take a ride and cool it off ’til I get my fix
Someone always contribute
Some voluntarily and others not so much

Don’t get to decide who’s sitting next to me
Don’t get to decide if they’re gonna talk to me
But I have no doubt I’ll smell them

Watch I pull a fast one
No one knows more than me


No One Knows More Than Me

Original by The Beatles (1970)
I used a piano backing track on this

I have been sick, and my voice is not completely healed yet, but it is what it is :)

Let It Be (Cover)

I wrote this song back in 2018 timeframe. I had a moment of realization from broken relationships. I felt tangled and pulled in so many different directions. The past has such an impact. Sharing these types of songs isn't the easiest, but it's part of my life, and how I felt. I recently changed a single lyric in this song which is why I wanted to do another take, and honestly I was really feeling this song tonight. Recorded live on my old baldwin. This is my only song where I do a piano crossover. Maybe I'll have another in a song one day.  I hope you can take something from this song. Thank you for listening! It truly means a lot!

Evaporating 

Looking at a love right down the hall
Scared to death to take the fall
It's something that I've always wanted in life
But the past is such a knife

Cutting so deep cutting so deep
Beautiful things I can never keep

I try and tell myself that this time will be different
Possessing a love that would be so consistent
But I'm wrong I'm not that strong

Watching our future crash to the ground
In my heart is the loudest sound
Scattered everywhere the pieces melting bright
Evaporating slow in the night

Cutting so deep cutting so deep
Beautiful things I can never keep
Beautiful things I can never keep

I've dreamed a lot of dreams of our shadows on the pavement
Expressing a love that would be so transparent
It's a dream always a dream

Looking at a love in a worn out sky
Feeling numb I wish I could cry
It's something I've adapted to in this life
Oh the past is such a knife

Cutting so deep cutting so deep
Beautiful things I can never keep
Beautiful things...I can never keep

Oooo Oooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo 

All music written and recorded by 
©Daniel Colter Valentine

Evaporating (Original song live)

Cast of Characters:
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Epiphone Les Paul electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass, and Roland organ
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production

  
This song began when Joe, feeling a bit nostalgic, wrote the lyrics and composed it on his acoustic guitar. He recorded it and sang it with expert harmonies, then decided to share it with Eclectic Collective. We were all very excited to get work on our second song with Joe, as we all admire his songwriting.
  First up was Tez this time, oddly enough. He was able to identify all the fill spots and light up the solo without the rest of us even adding anything yet. Next came Ken, who usually goes first, adding his steady grooving drums and tasty percussion. Once the drums were down, Josh completed the rhythm section by adding his fretted bass. He also worked out an organ part to give the whole sound a bit of thickness. Also adding some thickness and texture, Stephen added a clean electric rhythm part, as well. 
  Once we had it in can we asked Stephen to mix and produce it for us, which he did in his always expert fashion. 
  This, as mentioned, is Eclectic Collective's second song with Joe, and we all enjoyed bringing it to life with him. He's a wonderful collaborator and an all around good dude. Do yourself a favor and go check out his page, which is rich in great songs. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Original lyrics by Joe Stroffolino:

If you find yourself in trouble and you think you've lost your way. 
Here's hoping that you find a path to a better day.
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope you find all the answers to all those questions vexing you.
I hope you can find a way not to bite off more than you can chew.
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality
All those places that you said that you wanted to see.
I hope they're as good as you expected them to be.
I want you to know that you hold a special place in my heart.
I think about you often even though we are apart.
They say that when you love somebody sometimes you gotta be willing to let them go.
You gotta let them spread their wings and fly wherever the wind decides to blow. 
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope that you're happy. I hope that you're doing well.  I sure hope that you're doing swell.You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality

Hope That You Are Happy (Eclectic Collective with Joe Stroffolino)

On March 25, 2015...My mother suffered a stroke that landed her in the hospital with limited ability to speak and left-side paralysis of her body. I created this track based on my last solitary moment with her there. I decide to wash her hair for the first time; even though I'd washed thousands of people's hair in my profession. She seemed at ease, as I gently ran my fingers thru her sparse gray locks. She just stared out into the bright-blue, sunny sky, while clutching  a small glass heart I'd given her the night before.  I could see thru her beautiful hazel eyes, that there was so much she wanted to say... but couldn't. Yet, I knew how comforting this small gesture was to her. Not having her hair washed, was one of her biggest pet peeves when staying in a hospital. So I knew this was a special moment for us both.  After grooming her hair, I sat beside her and held her only functioning bruised hand. Her fingertips massaged the tip of the glass heart I gave her with what little energy she had left. Her eyes puddled with tears, as I reached over to kiss her forehead and whispered delicately in her ear...."I Love you Momma."

"Do you remember the last time I was with you in this hospital almost 20 years ago, when you had a secret hysterectomy? You were under Anesthesia in the Operating Room and I took an Xray of your abdomen not knowing it was you."  

I was a Radiographer then... estranged from my Mom because she left me to fend for myself at 18 when she found out I was Gay. I didn't know it was my Mom behind the operation bed draping, until I saw the name on her patient chart. I was traumatized! Her abdomen was split wide open and her insides where laying on her chest, while everyone in the Operating Room waited for the developed film to be displayed. I glanced over the sterilized draping to confirm my disbelief. Once the OR staff heard me say "Oh GOD, that's my MOM!"  I was quickly removed from the Operating Room and told to wait for her to be transferred to the recovery room.  Within 30 minutes I was being paged back to the OR because my Mom didn't want to wake up from the surgery.  

"We hadn't spoken for years." I continued.  "The Surgeon asked me to call out your name LOUDLY, to wake your from your deep sleep. I kept screaming out Momma. When you finally opened your eyes, you were so disoriented and visibly upset. You asked why I was yelling at you.  I said you were in the hospital and just had surgery. You looked around the room and insisted that you were not. You claimed you were on a journey to Heaven and that my shouting interrupted you." Tears rolled down her pale, velvety cheek, like the morning dew on a precious flower petal.   

"From that moment on, as you aged into your quietly pained life, you kept reminding everyone that You weren't supposed to be here. For years I  felt guilty for waking you up that day... But, GOD had other plans for you Momma.  You got to see your grandchildren, great-Grandchildren and gifted so many people with love and care... including me. You are the strongest Woman I've ever known. In fact, I know you're fighting really hard right now to stay alive.  But, if all of this is too much pain for you... if you want to let go Momma... It's OK. I forgive you for every hurtful thing you did to me in the past, because I KNOW YOU LOVE ME."  

I can see her struggling to speak, as her oxygen-deprived colored lips quivered; But the tears in her eyes said it all. I kissed her hand ever so gently. "Hush Momma... Don't say a word." I said. 

She closed her moistened eyes peacefully, as her grip on the glass heart lessened... then slowly released it into my palm.  I kissed her lightly on the forehead, as the sweet aroma of Moroccan Oil Conditioner calmed my senses.  She never woke up again... RIP MOMMA.

HUSH Momma

Cast of Characters:
Steve's Planet -- @steve-vervaet — acoustic guitar, vocals, lyrics, and composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
Mistrermark -- @user-432503709 — Mark — organ 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string fretless Warwick bass, Roland electric piano, organ
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– mix, mastering, and production
  
This song began with Steve, who wrote it, and recorded his guitar and singing parts on the same track, before sharing it with Eclectic Collective about half a year ago, back in the fall. Always grateful to Steve for sharing his amazing music with us, we kept it alive even though it had stalled out on us for whatever reason. 
  We had a decent skeleton from our original go at it, but decided to scrap it, and start fresh. After Stephen pulled some production wizardry to isolate Steve's vocal & guitar parts into two separate tracks, Ken, being the one who actually revived it, added his solid drums first, providing for a groovy foundation. Tez came next, surprisingly, adding his hooky guitar fills throughout. Mark hopped on shortly after, adding the organ you hear coming in around the 2:00 mark. Josh took his turn after that, by adding his fretless bass to complete the rhythm section. He also, in the same recording session, added the electric piano you hear throughout, as well as the backing organ in the first half. 
  Once it was in the can, we asked Stephen to mix it for us, in his always professional manner. 
  We all love working on Steve's songs, and admire him as a musician, singer, and songwriter. This makes almost a half dozen songs on which the EC has collaborated with Steve, and we're sure to add many more. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by Steve's Planet

Please Come Home (The Eclectic Collective / Steve's Planet)

Jazz11

Je me nomme Mathieu Torres et je suis par ailleurs guitariste et compositeur dans différents projets artistiques
(La théorie des cordes / M'Z / Matziz / Zhorhann/ The Diogenes  ...)

Ici l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains plus cosys, calmes et poétiques, jonglant entre old school et modernité, porté par un son de guitare rond, vivant, chaud, organique...