Hey Mikey man, the title of this cracked me up. Great, catchy groove complete with some sizzling sax on top. Awesome, intriguing melodies throughout, too. Hey man, this is really enjoyable and impressive, too. Love it!

hi mate, always i appreciate sax instrument...well done✌🌈amazing swing groove💚✨💚✨💚✨☕☕☕🔥🔥🔥

woww..great swing🔥🔥🔥🔥✅✅♨️⭐💯⭐🔥

so cool, a bit like madness, awesome vibes 😎 👌 great stuff Mikey 👍🏻

Sax-alicious!  Just what the doctor ordered 😉

Had to have a chuckle at the title, heh heh! You have a unique style, soundwise it reminds me of something but I can't remember what it was... take care, mate. :)

Project 2010.

Victor Villamor......Bagpipes
Javier Piñeira ....Guitar and Production

Always Far Away

And we ride
And we ride

Where are you
I don't see
Where are you
Where are you
I don't see
Where are you
Where are you
When I'm screaming your name
Where are you
When I'm bleeding your shame

Ride
We ride

We Ride

Yamaha tenor saxophone 
Mahalo Flying V ukelele
FL Studio piano and synths

Saxative - Relief For The Constipated Mind

So near the beginning of 2020, I just lost faith in music and quit. The world changed from a pandemic, and I just didn’t want to do it anymore. In 2022, I started scratching the itch a little bit with synthesizer music that would be soundtrack type stuff and did several collections of songs that nobody will probably ever hear. It was how I began to cope with everything. In 2024, at the lowest I’ve ever felt in my life, I’ve found my way back here…ten years since I started Behold the Sludge…playing…singing…trying to find myself again. 

“Rabbit”

The rabbit is rabid 
Baby, why can’t you see? 
You let down your guard 
And he’s now came to feed 

The rabbit is rabid 
Now, what could it mean? 
Redefining the lines 
Nothing was as it seemed

This betrayal baby 
It’s nothing new 
I knew long ago 
You were rabid too

How many more hares are caught in your snare?

Rabbit

Reminiscence of Chief Joseph and the Nez Percé war 1877.
Some words about the historical background can be found here:
https://www.britannica.com/biography/Chief-Joseph

The lyrics are in part an excerpt of the original words which Chief Joseph spoke to his followers of the Nez Percé, when they finally surrendered on October 5th, 1877.


In the shadows of our fears,
We’ve shed too many tears.
Now it’s time to break free,
From the chains of enmity.

From the battles we have faced,
We’ve learned the costs of hate.
But in forgiveness we’ll find strength
To go beyond this war at end.

What he told me before
I have in my heart. 
I am tired of fighting. 
Our chiefs are dying.

Maybe I shall find them among the dead.
Hear me, my chiefs, I am tired.
My heart is sad and sick 
From where the sun now stands
I will fight no more forever.

The storm raged hard and broke our souls
The years of war did take their toll  
The face of yours turned into grey
No saving shores in any way 

What he told me before
I have in my heart. 
I am tired of fighting. 
Our chiefs are dying.
Maybe I shall find them among the dead.
Hear me, my chiefs, I am tired.
My heart is sad and sick.
From where the sun now stands 
I will fight no more forever.

Fight No More Forever

Wild Christopher Lyrics & Vox
Mike all instruments 

“This Road”

Dirt, gravel and bricks
Soft shoulders, speed bumps 
and try to avoid the ditch

I head out with arms wide open
I don’t know what could happen next
Born to fly 
I keep learning to try expanding 
Out from the inside

I look up
I check both ways
A little fear but not enough to stop me 
From this trip I am destined 
To find out the meaning in all of this

Day after day I keep on dreaming
I’m on my way but not yet succeeding
Don’t know the way This road is leading me
But today’s the today 
I start breathing

Shady pathways and tricks
Cold shoulders, getting dumped 
and always in a tight pinch

I head out a little bit broken
I don’t know what could happen next
Lovers lie
I keep learning to try expanding 
out from the inside

Don’t give up
Look to new day
Have no fear
It’s not enough to stop me 
On this trip I am destined
To find out the meaning in all of this

Day after day I keep on dreaming
I’m on my way but not yet succeeding

Don’t know the way this road is leading
Today’s the day I start breathing

SOLO

I’m still standing arms wide open
I don’t know still what can happen next
Born to fly 
I keep learning to try expanding 
Out from the inside

Still looking up 
Things going my way
Have no fear
There is nothing to stop me 
In this trip I am destined
To find out the meaning in all of this

Day after day I keep on dreaming
I’m on my way almost succeeding
Don’t know the way this road is leading me 
Today is the today 
I start breathing
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Wild Christopher & Unguided Express This Road

FALLEN

A little ditty partly inspired by the events of this past summer here in the UK but mostly just about polarised society, the constant stream of misinformation we're all bombarded with and the state of permanent anger that everyone seems to live in these days.

Verse 1

So this is modern life.
Sitting on a train, staring at a screen,
Getting really angry, listen to a stranger, tell you about something that they haven't even seen.

So this is modern life.
Head up in the cloud, don't believe a thing,
You're probably being lied to, by that angry stranger,
Motivation's murky making money from your dreams.

Well this ain't the future I remember being sold...
I must be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Verse 2

So this is modern life.
Must be right or left, hate the other side,
Blind to other viewpoints, listen to the leader,
Blame a group of others for the problems in your tribe.

So this is modern life.
Sitting in a truck, heading off to war,
Not sure why you're fighting, something that the leader
said in some long boring speech you listened to before.

Now your future has been sold...
And you won't be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Modern Life

(apologies for not being on Soundcloud much these days... I plan to get back to replies & checking out as much new music out there as I can soon!)


This is a stripped down version of a song written by J.J. that the Eclectic Collective gang made a few months ago. A few differences include no drum or bass, no sax solo, no slide guitar intro, an alternate guitar take, and alternate vocal performance by J.J. A sign of a great song is how it still sounds great even with just a simple instrument arrangement, and JJ's original song is a good example! 
Thank you for listening   :)

here's a link to the original version (which includes the rest of the EC gang):
https://soundcloud.com/user-432503709/that-dusty-road-the-eclectic-collective

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Cast of Characters:

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- Original piano composition, vocals, lyrics
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– electric and acoustic guitar, production
Mistermark – @user-432503709 – Mark – harmony vocals, organ, shaker, mix, production

That Dusty Road - 'unplugged' (Eclectic Collective)

muha(demo)

Here’s my attempt at Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap. She inspired me to create my own music in my own house years ago. With piano and lots of vocal layers. 😊🎤🌷💕

Thank you to my lovely Sander for mastering again. 😊❤️🎶

Where are We
What the hell is going on
The dust has only just began to form 
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking feeling

Spin me round again 
And rub my eyes
This can’t be happening 
With busy streets a mess 
People would start to hold their heads heavy

Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first….

Oily marks appear on walls 
Where pleasure moments hung before the takeover
The sweeping insensitivity of this still life

Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
Blood and tears
They were here first…

Mmm what ya say
Oh that you only meant well
Well of course you did
Mmm what ya say
Mmm that it’s all for the best
Of course it is
Mmm what ya say
That it’s just what we need
You decided this…
Mmm what ya say
What did she say…

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid sweet talk 
Newspaper word cut outs
Speak no feeling no I don’t believe you
You don’t care a bit
You don’t care a bit
You don’t care a bit

HIDE AND SEEK (cover)

Hello and thank you for dropping by.

Thank you very much to everyone who takes the time to listen, like and share my noises. I am extremely grateful. My apologies if I take a little while to respond to those that leave nice comments.

I like listening to music, making simple, tunes when I have time, and generally faffing about in an inefficient manner. Hopefully you might like something on offer here. 

I use a Hinkler Cigar Box guitar (about $30 from Aldi, great fun), a Flying V ukulele, a couple of old keyboards, other bits and bobs, and a Yamaha tenor saxophone.

Saxative - Relief For The Constipated Mind

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