Delicious marshmallow where the confectioner, in a moment of voracious enthusiasm, would have replaced the sugar with jazz. Decadent or progressive, I can't help but order a second one. Thanks, Mesmo!

I really like your visual in its pictorial dimension!

improsoma

Fluid Motion

Trübselig (Gloomy)

Cast of Characters:

Roy Roy – @user-967672349 – Roy – foundational guitar, composition, and arrangement
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, synth sax, synth strings, synth brass, production, and mix
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– whah guitar, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – 4-string fretless bass

This song began as a well developed, funky disco idea Roy came up with on his guitar, and shared with JJ. JJ added a wonderfully complex orchestration of various keys, including brass, strings, and the sax solo you hear towards the end. 
  JJ invited Stephen Stephen first, who came up with the funky ass wah guitar that also carries the groove. Of course, JJ realized that this is a disco song, so he enlisted Ken to come up with one of his awesome beats to carry it along. JJ had a rudimentary bass line that he played himself, but decided to get Josh to do the honors instead. So, Josh came up with a totally new bass line designed to shake your cheeks.
Once it was in the can, we decided to ask have JJ mix it for us. This is a first time JJ has mixed a song for The Eclectic Collective, and we were all impressed with his work. Stephen mastered it, as he is a master masterer. 
  We're all really impressed and delighted with the experience of working with Roy and his music. He is a very talented artist with a lot of great music to check out on his page, too.
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it, and that it makes you shake your hips while you're doing the dishes, too!

Shag Carpet ( w/ The Eclectic Collective )

Still had time to taste some crystals of silence, before the devil began to distort the transparent symmetry.
Hands with arched nails pull up the white raw silk stockings to her knees; she feels a renewed spirit, even though she knows the stockings will eventually come down again.
You can already hear the mud walking outside.
She goes out to buy milk bread at the cafe, when she opens the door of the building; she gives in to the dream the primacy of guiding her, tiptoe over water lilies.
A sting each time a bottle was dropped at the bottom of the recycling bin, she thought of the neighbors who were still sleeping, would they receive messages in their dreams that weren't written on the bottles?
She was reading a book like an actress in rehearsal as she walked down the street in autopilot mode, her knuckles brushing against the fresh morning myths; she was possessed by images in the heavy, noisy air, lines of passion in fragmentation.
People running on the small stone walkway with burning pain in their knees and heels.
He arrives at the cafe, sits down on the terrace where the sun shines, a breath of coffee spreads in the air with mysterious symbols. Under the water mirror of a small lake, roots in the form of clock hands that do not give in to the call of time, clinging to childhood, giant egg in the center of the lake half out of water, has a crack, is full of blood, through the blood a way. In the distance, a rocky slope, dismembered, alienated trees.
Cobalt-blue bodice, pointers tremble little needle screams, shadows in the eyes of the titties, two twin chapels, between them goes the size of your soul, close your eyes and remain static, cathedral of flavors of private cultivation, the pink mouth gives itself naked in the open air a procession courting the skin. Fine silk on which a heart of light is drawn falls from her breasts, with her hands she brushes away things like abracadabra, awakened mystery, creator plush, desert cross, chalice between her legs, soda with bubbles, she plays the organ.
Tights tucked over the head
Horse with a tank top dress pulled over the head
A fishing boat pull rope
Pregnant belly blindfolded
Hair roots
Everything turned upside down
Egg

Useless key - 7-11-2024 translation in description

The ancient and languid waters of the sea of death

Passion

Animated Conversation

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Megaburst

INVITATION TO COLLAB, DJ,BEATMAKERS,SINGERS, RAPPERS >>>Who want Can USE & REMIX PARTS OF THE ACAPPELLAS , place it, modulate it as You like, MAKE A SPECIAL TRACK, with  SOUNDS 
FIT IT AS A  FEAT in a SONG...  LYRICS are Here Below to Help You Choice Words & Phrases.
To notice,  in this Vocals some parts have Yet Effects...
DOWNLOAD are FREE &it's in Wave, if You Want MP3, ask me.  
If You Do Use My Vocals, Mention My Name in the Track& Let Me Know, I will Repost,Share, Include it in Playlists & Mix... Original Version > https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia/so-infinite & another Version > https://soundcloud.com/spacialcecilia/multi-d-system-trappiste
Previous Chill Track with Part of the vocals > https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia/can-be-greater
As exemple,see in my Reposts & in my Playlists on this page, There is Many  of Tracks Very Differents made with my Acappellas

Lyrics >
O O O O O O O pen  your mind           

Feel Life is So Infinite

I got it, you got it, we got it ,we got it
I got it, you got it, we got it ,we got it

We are much more   much more 
than what we can see
We can be greater  be greater
than what we are

There are much more much more
than what we can hear
We can be greater  be greater
than what we dare

Life is So Multidimensionnal

is So Multidimensionnal

So Multidimensionnal
Multidimensionnal

I got it, you got it, we got it ,we got it
I got it, you got it, we got it ,we got it

I got the power
you got the power
we got the power
to make it better

I got the power
you got the power
we got the power                               x3
to bring it higher

We are all part of this Earth
part of this Galaxy
part of the Universe


I got the power
you got the power
we got the power
to make it better
I got the power
you got the power
we got the power                               x1
to bring it higher

The world is mine 
The World is yours    x2
The World is ours 
To love and care


Open your mind
Feel your soul is
So infinite

We are much more much more
than what we can see
 
We can be greater be greater
than what we are

There are much more much more
than what we can hear

We can be greater be greater
than what we dare

 (mix it en canon to do bridge)
I got it, you got it, we got it ,we got it
I got it, you got it, we got it ,we got it

I got the power
you got the power
we got the power
to make it better

I got the power
you got the power
we got the power                               x3
to bring it higher


I got it, you got it, we got it ,we got it
I got it, you got it, we got it ,we got it


Life is So Multidimensionnal

is So Multidimensionnal

So Multidimensionnal
Multidimensionnal

MULTI D...OPEN YOUR MIND...WE  GOT THE POWER... CAN BE GREATER... Vocals fo Collabs

Caveat: I explicitly prohibit the use of any material I post for purposes of torture, brainwashing, hypnosis, bedazzlement or any other nefarious activity. This prohibition applies to all governments, corporations, institutions, agencies and individuals. 

“The avant garde is dead. That is its triumph. Let it lie.” - Chris Cutler in “Not As We Choose: Music, Memory and Technology”. (Highly recommended!)

“… there is increasingly less call to exercise an already too rare generosity of aesthetic hospitality.” - Chris Cutler

" Music is one of the great Mysteries. It gives life. It is not a career, nor a business, nor a craft. It is a gift... and a great responsibility. Because one can never know where the creative spark comes from or why it exists, it must be treasured as a Mystery. For the most part I believe creativity chooses you, not the other way around." - John Zorn (excerpt from the liner notes to 'Magick')

“Listen as if you were being told a secret” - Federico Fellini

“Experimental and electronic music was once not-so-benignly tolerated at the margins of western art music, but it has over the last decade or so moved toward a central position as something of the soundtrack of our digital culture. Where it once was merely tolerated it is now more engaged and doesn’t have to apologize to anyone”.  - Douglas Kahn 

"Through technology, voices are amplified and silence is broken. Spaces are shared." – Laurie Anderson

"I frequently hear music in the heart of noise." - George Gershwin

"'Tis an ill wind that blows no minds." - 
Malaclypse the Younger in 'Principia Discordia'

“Let us cross a great modern capital with our ears more alert than our eyes and we will get enjoyment from distinguishing the eddying of water, air and gas in metal pipes, the grumbling noises that breathe and pulse with indisputable animility, the palpitation of waves, the coming and going of pistons, the howl of mechanical saws, the jolting of the tram on its rails, the cracking of whips, the flapping of curtains and flags. We enjoy creating mental orchestrations of crashing down of metal shop blinds, slamming doors, the hubbub and shuffle of crowds, the variety of din from the stations, railways, iron foundries, spinning mills, printing works, electric power stations and underground railways.” — Luigi Russolo in 'The Art of Noises' (L'arte dei Rumori)

Urban Dictionary (https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Mesmo)
(New Norberian English)

1. lit. in a state of mesmerism, hypnotism; in a trance
2. in a state of bewilderment or confusion, daydreaming; 'out of it'
3. mind bogglingly awesome, spellbinding, captivating

(1) "He swung that watch in front of her face and she got all mesmo"
(2) "When the teacher called me to the board I had just woken up and was still pretty mesmo"
(3) "The new N64 cartridge is totally mesmo, bro”

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