A musical piece for a concept of Unclearpicture. In this composition, the atmosphere offers an impression of escape by the underlying rhythm of the percussions which seems to give a kind of tempo to the quest. It is a step as if vertigo surprised the impossible immobility of the one who seeks to leave or perhaps find himself. Moreover, the rhythms are entangled where simply some chords seem to punctuate the composition. A kind of slow and heavy movement. 

Un morceau musical pour un concept d'Unclearpicture. Dans cette composition, l'ambiance offre une impression de fuite de par le rythme sous-jacent des percussions qui semble donner une sorte de tempo à la quête. C'est un pas comme si le vertige surprenait l'immobilité impossible de celui ou celle qui cherche à partir ou se retrouver peut-être. D'ailleurs les rythmes s'enchevêtrent là où simplement quelques accords semblent ponctuer la composition. Une sorte de mouvement lent et pesant.

Toile, alchimie de l'espace

Date de publication: 08/06/2023

Musique, arrangements, claviers: Leia & C.M
Mixage, mastering: C.M

Voix: Leslie

© Leia  S.V & C.M 2023, All Rights Reserved.

Even If We Fight

A track for contemplation and relaxation inspired by classical music.

Reflection And Coda

“Livid”
Dreamy LoFi/ambient track from our Eastern LoFi Lab.
Cover pic: Arpad Kajel www.facebook.com/arpikirandul

Livid

The song has a remarkable age, and I changed it several times. This is the today version, recorded (guitar and vocals) with a RØDE NT-USB+; you can hear dogs barking in the distance (but I don't think they were protesting at me). The outro is from an earlier version.

LYRICS (ENG / ITA)

Break the biscuit of a only word
Dip it in the milk, see if it drips
A verse or something to put in my mouth
See what it touches me: the thorn or the rose

Cradle the minutes of some clock
To see them go slower
A precious alarm clock to put in the bank
But still I miss a thorn or a rose

It's the house made of sugar
when darkness falls
has cork steps
and walls of ashes
the inhabitants are sordid
they have a soft soul
they are foolish and perverse
it is the house of verses

Stealing the colours of a famous painting
sell them by the pound to a greedy painter
a murderous night to put on canvas
Will be worth the candle a rose or a thorn

To bet a needle from your haystack
But be a magician and find a thousand
a glorious hunt to put in your pocket
And more is not enough a thorn or a rose

It's the house made of sugar
when darkness falls
has cork steps
and walls of ashes
the inhabitants are sordid
they have a soft soul
they are foolish and perverse
it is the house of verses

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Spezzare il biscotto di qualche parola
tuffarlo nel latte, vedere se cola
Un verso o qualcosa da mettere in bocca
veder se mi tocca la spina o la rosa

Cullare i minuti di qualche orologio
vederli cresciuti andare più adagio
una sveglia preziosa da mettere in banca
ma ancora mi manca una spina o una rosa

E' la casa di zucchero 
al calar delle tenebre
ha scalini di sughero
e pareti di cenere
gli abitanti son sordidi
hanno un'anima soffice
sono stolti e perversi
è la casa dei versi

Rubare gli effetti di un quadro famoso
rivenderli a etti a un pittore goloso
una notte assassina da metter su tela
varrà la candela una rosa o una spina

Scommettere un ago del vostro pagliaio
ma essere un mago e trovarne un migliaio
una caccia gloriosa da mettere in tasca
e più non mi basta una spina o una rosa

E' la casa di zucchero 
al calar delle tenebre
ha scalini di sugherio
e pareti di cenere
gli abitanti son sordidi
hanno un'anima soffice
sono stolti e perversi
è la casa dei versi


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Lyrics: Pier Massimo Forni e Michele Ansani
Music: Michele Ansani (1979)
Recorded in 2024, October 14-15.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, October 16
Cover photo is from Pietro Corrao.

La casa dei versi (House of Verses) **

'Inner Sanctum III' is a Jazz Fusion Track in collaboration with my friend John  Corsaro. Joining John, an excellent drummer and percussionist, on this track was an absolute blast and just an honour to play with such a great player. I actually posted this track up 8 years ago, but on a chance hearing of it being played randomly on Youtube recently, I decided to give it another airing. I hope you find it enjoyable and thank you in advance, if perhaps, you might have some thoughts to share in the comments.
Alan.

John Corsaro - Composition and Drums
Alan Hamilton - Composition. Keys, Bass, Brass and Wind, arranging and production

Inner Sanctum III

Inner Sanctum III (Feat. John Corsaro)

un peu d'oxygène

Cast of characters:

Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – backup organs (Wurlitzer and B3), VST steel drums, vocals, lyrics, composition, production, mix     
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- Yamaha Genos 2 electric piano voice and lead organ
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – Epiphone Les Paul electric guitar
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Fender Custom Shop Telecaster electric guitar and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums and percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Fender Precision four string bass

This song began with Mark, who fleshed out the entire thing, from the rhythm section, to the organ that you hear in there, to the lyrics and vocals, before he laid it on the rest of us. We all got a chuckle from the tongue in cheek humor of the lyrics, and were excited to work on a song about an anachronistic adventure of a soulful caveman. 
  Ken was first up with his version of the the beat, finding the soul in the rhythm. Josh was next up, of course, using his "normie" bass for the his version of the line. Once the rhythm section was in place, it was JJ's turn to shine, adding his slick, soulful e. piano to the mix. 
  Now that they had a solid foundation on which to play, Stephen and Tez added their guitar magic to the mix. Stephen with the rhythm and the fills, and Tez with the ripping solo at the end. Mark also added the festive VST steel drums that you hear throughout at this point, too. Now that the music was laid down, he perfected his awesome vocals to complete it.
  It was in the can at that point, and just needed Mark to throw a pro sounding mix on it. Then, Stephen mastered it in his always expert way to finish it off.
  Mark wanted to record an old skool classic Soul song (a la Al Green), which he did, all on his own. But then, once he unleashed it onto the EC gang for their interpretation, they ran with it in a whole new, almost tropical direction, and it was decided to release 2 versions of the song, both of which you can find on Mark's page. Stephen does double duty on guitar for both versions. 
  This was a real team effort, even though it's really Mark's baby. The Eclectic Collective has many different methods of creating music. This one was a great exercise in trying to bring about Mark's vision. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.
Original lyrics by mistermark:

Walking through this concrete jungle
I’m just trying to stay out of the way 
just me and ol’ Rex, my furry companion 
we been fielding funky looks all day
then somebody saw me kicking rocks with my bare toes
he said buddy have you lost your way?
then I sat right down and I started to cry
and this is what I had to say…

I’m a caveman, I can’t catch a break
everybody says I’m so passé 
I’m a caveman, it’s too much to take
I’m ancient history or so they say 

Sittin’ in my man cave watching the clock crawl
there's nothing good on my tv 
my big grubby hands can’t flip thru the channels
i cant even hold a cup of tea
I was chatting on the phone making plans with a lady
a little bit of company
but my date split QUICK when I opened the door
man I wonder what’s wrong with me

I’m a caveman, I can’t catch a break now
the ladies say I’m so passé 
I’m a caveman, it’s too much to take
I’m ancient history or so they say

The big city’s fine but something’s on my mind
I feel a little incomplete
I miss my old club, for rustling up some grub
and the touch of grass below my feet
I’ve been around longer than all your creation, 
like the rocks and trees and streams
I wanna get back home, where forever I’ll roam
even if it’s only in my dreams

I’m a caveman
I can’t catch a break 
everybody says I’m so passé 
I’m a caveman, it’s too much to take
I’m ancient history or so they say

I’m a caveman, 
must be come kinda mistake
everybody says I’m so passé 
well I’m a - a caveman
It’s too much to take
but I’m gunna get back some day

Caveman - The Eclectic Collective

Just a song I dig!! Couldn’t ever do it justice, but I tried! Happy 2025 to all!!!🙏🙏🙏… and yes, aware that the first line says @ did, on original😎

Rock On- David Essex Cover

Letra: Rafael Moraira
Música, orquestación y producción: Rafael Serrano

English
11th century. Ishbiliya. The Seville of taifas, the "flat city", also poetically called Alquivira (The Great).
Legend has it that the Poet King Almotamid or Almutamid, trying to spin some verses on the banks of the Rio Grande (Guad-al-Quivir) could not find the foot of one of them:
"The breeze turns the river into a chainmail coat..."
When, faced with his poetic blockage, a female voice behind him, hidden in the vegetation of the river, concluded:
"There is no better chainmail than the one frozen by the river."
It was the slave Itimad, called Romaiquiya, who would become his beloved Queen in an idyllic taifa. Until the invasion of the Almoravids banished him forever to Ahmad, near Morocco, where, faithful and in love, Itimad followed her until her last days.
You can visit her splendid Mausoleum there. And perhaps you will hear those verses that today are... nothing.
Like almost everything that was that Great City.

Español
Siglo XI. Ishbiliya. La Sevilla de taifas, la "ciudad llana", también llamada poéticamente Alquivira (La Grande).
Cuenta le leyenda que el Rey Poeta Almotamid o Almutamid, tratando de hilar unos versos a orillas del Río Grande (Guad-al-Quivir) no encontraba el pie a uno de ellos:
“La brisa convierte al río en una cota de malla…” 
Cuando, ante su bloqueo poetico, una voz femenina a sus espaldas, oculta en la vegetación del río, concluyó:
“Mejor cota no se halla como la congele el río.”
Era la esclava Itimad, llamada la Romaiquiya, que llegaría a ser su amada Reina en una taifa idílica. Hasta que la invasión de los almorávides lo desterró para siempre a Ahmad, cerca de Marruecos, a donde, fiel y enamorada, la siguió hasta sus últimos días Itimad.
Podéis visitar allí su espléndido Mausoleo. Y quizás oigáis esos versos que hoy son... nada.
Como casi todo lo que fue aquella Gran Ciudad.


LETRA:

Ay, Alquivira!.
El viento hacía del agua,
ay, Alquivira,
rizos de nácar.
Almotamid divagaba:
"Yo te quisiera hilvanar 
 en una cota de malla,
 y el río no se deja hilar".
Ay, Alquivira!.
Si el relente te helara...
Ay, Alquivira!.
Ay, mi Alquivira!.
Oyó una voz a su espalda:
"Cómo lo quieres helar
 si la calor de Sevilla 
 son los ojos de Itimad?".

Ay, Alquivira!.
Qué nos queda ya?.
Ni casi río ni rey
ni el sol de Romaiquiya...

Ay, Alquivira!
El tiempo hace del agua,
ay, Alquivira,
rizos de nada.
Almotamid cada mayo
de las prisiones de Ahmad
va a Alquivira de la mano
del fantasma de Itimad.
Oye una voz la Giralda:
"Cómo te quieres helar
 si la calor de Sevilla 
 son los ojos de Itimad?".

¡Ay! Alquivira

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guitariste , compositions et improvisations avec instruments virtuels , avec séquenceur MIDI et addition de jeux de guitares réelles .Je construis mes rythmes je compose réellement toutes les interventions d'instruments. JE N'UTILISE PAS DE BOUCLES . sauf rares exceptions; surtout des boucles de batterie.
guitarist, compositions and improvisations with virtual instruments with MIDI sequencer and adding games real guitars .I build my rhythm. I actually made up all the interventions of instruments. I DO NOT USE LOOP. with rare exceptions; especially drum loops.

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