Very nice alternative rock music - I like it 🎶🎸🎹🥁🎤😎👍

This is really awesome , damn awesome music! LOVE IT

WOW…love your vocals and lyrics like mystery🍀🍀🍀🎶🎶🎶

Amazing song, amazing voice, amazing playing - great album Mark David!

Great song and voice. I like it well done 🔥🎤❤️🎶

Your genre fusions are unique. Wierd, wonky and wonderful.

FIND EGGS OF BRAIN GLORY

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Lead & Backing Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

When you take into consideration that modern footballers have infinitely better equipment and technical assistance at their disposal, George Best's stats (not that I’m a great fan of these) show what a great player he was. I certainly never saw a player who could do what he could with a football. He was the first footballer to transcend the sports pages and become what we now term ‘a celebrity’. Today’s players are protected from the pressures he experienced but George was always surrounded by people who merely wanted to bathe in his reflected light and take advantage of his generosity. His slide into alcoholism is well documented but, had he played under today’s conditions, his life may have been totally different.

I was fortunate enough to meet him on three occasions and on one of those had the pleasure of just the two of us sitting at a table, sharing our love for football. It probably only lasted about twenty minutes but it meant the whole world to me because he seemed genuinely interested in everything I had to say. He even told me he could speak to Matt Busby and get me a trial at Man. Utd. To this day I regret not taking him up on the offer, not because I thought I was the next George Best but to have my hero offer a trial at the club I supported was something never to be forgotten.

Many years later, I reached a time when drink became my escape from everything and looking back, it scares me to remember how easy it was to become so dependent. I was very lucky to have been rescued by a wonderful woman who gave me a true reason to be. If you've never been utterly dependent on something it’s difficult to realise how much it totally controls your life and the experience certainly gave me a window into George’s world.

As far as I’m concerned, he was the greatest football player that ever lived - even the great Pele said, “George Best is a footballer without comparison”. This is why I say, "Come back Georgie!"

Hans’ brilliant arrangement and Gary’s power drumming give musical wings to my honest tribute to George and I owe them both the deepest of thanks for that. If you listen closely, you’ll be able to hear what the man himself thinks about his football career and I totally agree with every word. Many thanks for listening. (Terry Reeves)

An addendum. You all need to know just how good a footballer Tel was. I watched him play schoolboy football and he was always the best player on the pitch, leading his teams to the winning of many trophies. But for injury problems (he had his leg broken twice) he could have played professional football. I had the privilege of playing Sunday League football with him and his skills were light years ahead of everyone else. In one game, he scored with a shot from the halfway line and this was a good 15/20 years before David Beckham did it. He was special. (Gary Reeves)

Yes I drank the bottle dry
Please don't ask the question why
Just accept this drunken man
Drinking for another plan

Couldn't take things in my stride
Second place it hurt my pride
Told to take some time to think
Think I'll have another drink

CHORUS:
Yes he's the greatest, he really has it all
The king of any man who ever kicked a ball
He makes the headlines every time he shows his face
I wonder if they know our hero up in space?
If not it's just a disgrace
He's here
Georgie 
No fear

Tried to force me to retire
From the bottle I admire
Knew I'd lose out in the end
Destroying me or my best friend

Belong to no one else but me
I'm not public property
I know I have myself to blame
Life is not my favourite game

CHORUS

It's not as sad as you might think
Not looking for a missing link
And I don't need an open door 
Cause all I have to do is pour

Georgie, Georgie come back Georgie...

BEST OF BOTH WORLDS (V1) - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Quite Possibly

Modes About Me - Poop - C major - 116 bpm

Music/lyrics: Composed, written and performed by Mark David McClellan

lyrics:

Berry lemonade on a summers day
Parade around the town in your chains like a slave
Oh you think you are brave
You're not
You're a disgrace
Get away from
Sheesh
Do I smoke leaf
Pass her down
Pass her on down
Pass her all around until the wheels fall off
I fell off
I think my wheels fell off
Fell off

Modes About Me Pt. 1

Poop

Stephanie Barbutova:  Vocals
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mixing & Mastering at Tone Hill, NY
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass, Vocals at Vestervang, DK

This is the story of an elderly gentleman who succumbed to the charms of a beautiful young woman and was only used by her for her own ends.

S U G A R   D A D D Y

Such a big disappointment
I feel like I´m being used
as I´m sitting here in silence
just hurt and so confused

I wasn´t     much more than     your stepping stone
a stupid     sugar daddy     who paid it all alone

you made me     think we were     more than just friends
you took all     that I had     every song, every cent

INTRO

Such a great enchantment
your voice can make tough men cry
once you get the attention
your beauty blinds the guys

BRIDGE    ohohoho

CHORUS

INTRO

Such a huge illusion
all the promises you broke
among all guys you´ve been foolin'
I was just another bloke

BRIDGE   ohoho

Everything Must Go

Sugar Daddy  (Bye-Bye Paris Girl)

This is another short track of an idea formed in EDM: "Setting sun".

Ideas and thoughts

Setting sun

4 Setting Sun.movie

Modes About Me - Weed - G major - 95 bpm

Music/lyrics: Composed, written and performed by Mark David McClellan

Lyrics:

When I die my soul will stay wonder all alone for century's
When I die will you carry me
Over the hill into the river of flame
Some say that it's too late 
But it's never too late
Just a little cliché
I'm a little cliché
Because I want another shot
But I can't change fate
And I can't take back
What they
Please 
Somebody save me
I said please
Somebody save me
Somebody save
Take away
Because the past is the past 
And the grave is the grave
And I gave what I gave 
And I slaved like a slave
I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid
Somebody save me

Weed

Fady X Modes About Me - Cocaine Pumping - E Major - 140 BPM

Music: Composed, written, and performed by Fady
https://soundcloud.com/fadysporz

Lyrics: Written and performed by Modes About Me "Mark David McClellan"

Lyrics:

Do you know what I mean
We came here to party
You prolly won't see my boys without me
If you see Falcone, Brando or Muggy
Tell them dudes stop cocaine pumping
If you see Falcone, Brando or Muggy
You can tell them they can leave
They can leave without me

Cocaine Pumping (Prod. Fady)

GLORIA II

;-Silence Sonore-;

Coming clean on my teenage delinquency. A betrayal of a friend. My poor attempt at atonement and forgiveness. I know the song photo is not a Impala, but good photo's of them are hard to find. Those cars be ugly people!
Lyrics:
We were teenage subversives
We pissed our names onto the football field
We just do as we feel
Teenage pirates
Sailing suburbanian malls
We did it all
With Bukowski charm
Before our impending fall
Cause I stole the Chevy 
Parked in front of your house
You know I stole it
I blew that engine out
I stole the Chevy
Uh Huh, Uh Huh
You know I took it
I know I blew our friendship out

You moved away in May
They say
You were diagnosed a schizophrenic
I never went and visited you
At the hospital
Cause things look so much different
When your in it
I regret it to this day
it's funny, the things that stay
I stole the Chevy
Parked in front of your house
You know I stole it
I blew that engine out
I stole Chevy
Uh Huh, Uh Huh
Your Dad knew it
You know I blew that engine out

Your Dad love his Chevy Impala
But I'm famous
For not doing what I oughta

I stole the Chevy
Parked in front of your house
You know I stole it
You know I blew that engine out
Uh Huh, Uh Huh

We had a code among thieves
But I just do as I please
You never told the Cops on me
It's in the code among thieves

1985 Chevy Impala (Uh Huh)

A WHILE IN THE MAKING, SONIC FUCKERY IS JUST THAT, THERE ARE A LOT OF BITS AND PIECES IF YOU WILL, TO FEAST ON, YOUR EARS AND BRAIN MAY THANK ME OR THEY MAY SAY TO ME, HEY FUCK YOU MAN, THIS SHIT IS TOO WEIRD, EITHER WAY, ITS ALL GOOD, THERE IS A LOT GOING ON HERE, ENJOY....TURN ON YOUR BLACKLIGHT NOW, WHAT ARE WAITING FOR, TURN IT ON ,:)  BIG LOVE AND PEACE///ROOTS!!!  P.S. DO YOU HEAR ANYTHING FAMILIAR AT THE END?

CONCISE BRAIN JUMBLE (SONIC FUCKERY)

Modes About Me - Eggs - D b major - 128 bpm

Music/lyrics: Composed, written and performed by Mark David McClellan

Lyrics:

He lives in the boiler room
The victims blood was on the tip of his broom
He lives as a chimney sweep
The chirping down below is a secret he will never keep
Hightail it all the way 
Back, back
Had had enough of your crap man
Set sail across the Atlantic
Sink deep just like the titanic
Sorry if I'm manic but I've had it

Eggs

Modes About Me - Love - G # minor - 122 bpm

Music/lyrics: Composed, written and performed by Mark David McClellan

Lyrics:

I love you 
Every single little thing about you
I'll never doubt you
I know you know what's best cause I'm an animal
I'm an animal
Never for a second did I ever think fuck this shit
If we ended then we couldn't be friends
If you turn into a ghost then I'm already dead
We can float around forever like the best of them

Love

The Smoking Trout collaborative is back with another installment in The Quest for the Holy Dumpling (follow the whole story here: soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/sets/quest-for-the-holy-dumpling). This time Stephen/TexMex Shaman partnered with me on the production, and we're featuring Nadia Selvaggi who also joined us on 'amanita muscaria'. Thank you Jeff, Uziel, Stephen, and Nadia for another awesome creative experience, this one was a trip to work on!

Stonerjazz @user-911083679 - Vocals, Lyrics, Drums and Bass
Nadia Selvaggi @nadiaselvaggi  - Vocals, Spoken Word, and Operatic parts
Uziel @user-455619833 - Piano, Strings, and other acoustic sounds
TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman - Guitar, Effects, Production
Tea R. Sea - Synths, Production, and Final Mix

Lyrics

Get on the bus get on the bus, Get on the bus wlth us
c'mon c'mon get on the bus
There's Gus, who drives the bus and he does Everything for us
He's got the peddle down--

and all the band and larry mary sid and johnny too and that's to jjust to name a few
and all of you who have the eyes and ears to hear and see-
all of us are on that bus Telepathically
so you had better be ln the vicinity of the bus
whose designated destination ls infinity and all points ln between

Believe you me, there ls no comfort or relief ln Clarity
Truer words were never spoken and even though we're all broken
here's a little token of the love l'm feeling for the instant beauty of the moment

Everyone ls psychedelic from those purple Mlcrodots
Fuel ls burning under stars so bright
on the bus, 10 feet off the ground
blacktop slippin under us at half the speed of light

Now lt comes flowln down, lt washes over me
something l can hear, but l can't exactly see-
Cans are Blarin, l'm just starin
hearin things we can't believe
music soothin, lt's not Taxing so relaxing
making music with some friends of mine
making noises so Delightful-
on the bus, where betrayal ls the only thing
that's not allowed

Come along, you're all lnvlted to rlde the bus wlth us
get on the bus get on the bus
c'mon get on the bus
don't make a Fuss
Just get on the bus

(Spoken word samples are readings from The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test by Tom Wolfe)

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To hear more from the Smoking Trout, check out our first album, The Land of Zed soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/sets/land-of-the-zed

Get On The Bus! (HOLY DUMPLING #4) w/ Stonerjazz, Uziel, TexMex Shaman, Nadia Selvaggi

Song about love as a shelter against inclemency of life (translated lyrics below).

By means of some weather sounds, I oppose precise dark parts to more colored ones, with serious work till 3:25 when I had fun jamming, so you can skip to 4:20 & enjoy great outro !!

Clarinet was borrowed from my sister for summer practice. Reed & keywork managing is difficult for a beginner, & home cohabitance was set on serious risk, but with painful effort I got something presentable, or so I hope, as not willing to repeat soon...

Pic: edited eyefish photo taken by my other sister during one of my hard summer rehearsals.

LETRAS / LYRICS

ENTRA SIN MIEDO / COME IN WITHOUT FEAR

Fuera hay truenos; / Outside there are thunders;
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

Fuera hay viento; / Outside there is wind;
entra corriendo. / come rush in.

Soy tu refugio protector; / I am your protective shelter;
entre mis brazos estarás mejor: / whithin my arms you’ll be better:
ven a buscar mi calor. / come to find my warmth.

Dentro hay fuego; / Inside there is fire;
entra a verlo. / come in to see it.

Dentro te espero, / Inside I wait for you,
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

ER22HC02 - (C) Ruizzo 1995 - (R) Francés Records;) 2014

Entra sin miedo (No clarinet was harmed)

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