I really like your subdued beat designs, like a very gently played brush kit (nice touch with the register bell clinking sounds too). :)

Wise words too. I totally empathize with your core message. I certainly wish today's Justin could go back and do a little apologizing for younger Justin's choices. Thoughtful piece, Neli. :)

One of these days, ya beautiful voice has to sing on one of my beats! You always is fire!!

digging the coin money machine percussion, love all the space for the chorus to soak in your sorry, dig the honest and open lyrics and more stripped down production, great up close and personal feeling recording!

ONE STEP IN THE WAY TO OPEN SPACE

Depthcruiser & I are excited to share the second release in our "The Ruins We Create" project.   Hope you enjoy!  :)

The Lost Dream {Depthcruiser & Minimal_Drone*GRL / The Ruins We Create Project}

Quiet Space

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Lead Vocal
Gary Reeves: Drums / Drum arrangement
Hans Albers: All instruments, backing vox, arrangement & production

Cover art by Jooinn.

This is a totally stolen idea gleaned from another one of those phone conversations with my brother Gary. We talk to each other every few days and normally end up sounding like two old men sitting on a park bench putting the World to rights.

I’m sure a lot of what we say has been said many times before (what hasn’t?) but one day, out of the blue, Gal says to me “ Sometimes I find things too difficult to deal with. I would love the opportunity to step off the world for just one second and clear my head a bit...” At the time I just accepted it as the type of thing we say to each other but two days after the phone call the idea of stepping off the world to escape the pressures of daily life returned when I was playing my guitar. The words “I’m stepping off, I’m stepping off” fitted with what I was playing and the start of a new opus was born.

Once a song seems complete, I generally record a quick demo and send it off to Gal to see if it has any potential. If he thinks it has, between us we try to put a better demo together to send to Hans.  If he thinks it’s any good, he’ll work on an arrangement and more often than not sends back something back that sounds way better than what we’d imagined.  

We might chip in a few ideas here and there (as Gal did with a totally new drum arrangement on this) but Hans is definitely the one that gives it most of it’s final shape and sound.  I love every step of the songwriting process.  It provides a kind of therapy and the creative process gives every day purpose and interest.  You could say it’s my way of stepping off the world for a short moment.
(Terry Reeves)

I’m stepping off the world
To give myself a chance
For a moment of reflection
Avoid the need to dance 
One thousand miles per hour
Never firmly on the ground 
Gravity with no connection 
Spinning fast head going round 

Stepping off, I’m stepping off
I’m stepping off, I’m stepping off
I’m stepping off, I’m stepping off
Stepping off the world 

No New Year's Revolution 
Rotating much too fast 
Survival of the fittest
Fittest days are in the past
Step off every Monday
Not back until Tuesday week
One moment makes a difference
Like a lifetime so to speak

Stepping off, I’m stepping off
I’m stepping off, I’m stepping off
I’m stepping off, I’m stepping off
Stepping off the world

Don’t want to give a reason
Good feelings are oppressed 
Try different constellation 
Laying down has more interest
Stepping off a single second 
With no single past regret
Not a care for single thinking 
Avoid joining one single thread

Stepping off, I’m stepping off
I’m stepping off, I’m stepping off
I’m stepping off, I’m stepping off the world
Stepping off the world, Stepping off the world, Stepping off the world, Stepping off the world, Stepping off the world, Stepping off the world...

STEPPING OFF THE WORLD - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

SHE BLOWS HER OWN WIND
SHE CARVES HER OWN FATE
SHE’S A SELF-MADE CRAFTSWOMAN OF HER LIFE

SHE FLIES HER OWN WINGS
AND FEEDS HER OWN PLATE
SOMETIMES HER WORDS CUT LIKE A KNIFE 

SHE HAS BEEN AROUND
AND YET REMAINS BOUND
ANYWHERE NEW CAN BE FOUND

NEW YORK NEW YORK
KRISTINA WHY NOT
THE WORLD IS YOUR OYSTER YOU ROCK

A JUMP ON THE SIDE
A WALK IN THE WILD
WHO KNOWS WHAT WILL BE YOUR NEXT RIDE
IT’S ALL WIDE OPEN

SHE FLOWS WITH THE WIND
AND SWIMS IN THE COLD
SHE KNOWS HOW TO TAKE BY THE HAND

AND ALL THAT SHE GIVES
IS ALL THAT SHE’S GOT
A HEART OF GOLD AND OPEN ARMS
IT’S ALL WIDE OPEN

HER BODY’S GOT SOUL A YOGI I’M TOLD
THIS WAY SHE MIGHT NEVER GROW OLD

IT TAKES QUITE A STAR TO BE WHAT TOU ARE
FROM NICE TO LOU REED AT THE BAR
IT’S ALL WIDE OPEN
I MEAN WIDE WIDE OPEN


HERE SHE COMES THERE SHE GOES
WHAT WILL BE THE NEXT MOVE NOBODY KNOWS

WIDE OPEN - short version (Lyrics) song for Kristina

My Way Feat Emily Coy
Paploviante Bass, Music, Picture and Mix
Vocals Emily Coy
https://soundcloud.com/stemstore

My Way - Emily Coy And Paploviante

Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo, 2022, all rights reserved. 

Thank you for listening :)

Lyrics:
If I got a dime
Every time
I was selfish
Then I would be a rich girl

If I got a dime
Every time
I was unfair
Then I would be a rich girl

I´m sorry 4x

If I got a dime
Every time
I was impatient
Then I would be a rich girl

If I got a dime 
Every time
I was bossy
Then I would be a rich girl

I´m sorry 4x
 
So if I hurt you
Believe me, it´s true
I wasn´t wise enough then
At least, now I know better.

If I Got A Dime

Part of the collaborative Mixtape album: Free Hands In A Blender
soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel/sets/free-hands-in-a-blender
FREE FOR DOWNLOAD

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: Mahan Mahan
https://soundcloud.com/mahan-mahan

Vocals/Lyrics: Written and performed by: The Mysterious Decibel

Vocals mastered by: Mark McClellan

Lyrics:

All grows dim, time is winding down
My cheeks stay hovered over a puddle of brown
The voices outside of this cramped little box
These choices i've made to breed these cramped up blocks

The shit bubbles burst and trap all the flies
A concoction so twisted, Only someone like Bill Nye
Can decipher all these lies
Can scythe all of these cries
as this pit of stench boils in the middle of July

Out there the souls, eager for pressure to burst
Through their minds like a submarine tank submersed
Parades gather in the grass for the show to start
While these waves slowly rip my brain apart

A wetness caresses my hang lo mein
This water is rising am I going insane?
It tickles my demons but it feels so ripe
There's always a bit of shit at the end of the pipe!

I'm in a fecal position where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
Where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
The slimy hand of stench, Pulls me right down
In a puddle of madness, many shades of brown
NO NO NO NO NOOO!
Get a little taste of the waste in the swamp!

The Mysterious Decibel X Mahan Mahan - A Septic Journey (FREE DOWNLOAD)

Virtual Romance

Poursuite exercice

A pulsing layered rock dirge about being stuck in the eating utensils of giants or unnoticed between the typeset of discarded newspapers. Bat! Bi! Hiru! Lau! We've all been there!

From the album LATITUDE BERA available at https://brittapejic.bandcamp.com/music

Latitude Bera

Between the Tines

Written @ 19 years… I’m now 53.., still seems relevant!Hope you enjoy!! If you “ know”… you will know the lyrics I lifted from various places!!😎

Long ago, it was long ago
I promised you in a letter
I would always be your comforter and friend 
Now the times they’re changing 
And it’s time that I made a change 
Cause you know that the end it’s coming soon 

Chorus 
￼ If it wasn’t so I would’ve told you
Things will happen. All just the way they’re planned. 
If you yourself, find yourself
Found that you’ve hit the bottom 
There’s always more room at the top 

Before the Son has risen 
When the sky burns a fiery red
You’ll see, many will see,see and fear

I had a conversation 
And it was all accounted for 
All of this, this will pass away 
And what’s more?
What’s knocking at your door? 

Such a common sight to see
What we’ve all been waiting for
Another rhyme without a reason
Another scheme…￼
But don’t let this elude you 
Don’t ever let it slip away 
I promise you I am coming back again 

Long ago, it was long ago in a room at the top 

Take this message to my love 
My love, love of my life 
All I have it’s all I have and it’s yours for free

Room At The Top

Featuring the voice of Jennifer Roe
https://soundcloud.com/jenniferroe

Mood Exhibit - Thrive Under Canopy

Cast of characters:
Stoner Jazz--@user-911083679—Jeff—vocals, lyrics, and original stem

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman–Stephen–overdriven guitar, production, and mix

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara–Ken–drums and percussion

Llanpsych–@llanpsych–Tez–electric clean/effects guitar 

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1–four string fretless bass and synth           

This song orignated with Jeff, who wrote a poem, which he set to a beat and a key with some very cool vocal processing. He sent it to me, and I added the bass and the synth lines. I had to, of course, got the rest of the Eclectic Collective involved. Ken came up with a solid, distinct beat, based loosely on my first take. I then redid my bass line to match up with Ken's drums, which is the way they seem to work best, sometimes going back and forth like that several times until they're locked in. Then, Tez and Stephen each added very distinct, supportive guitar tracks to fill it in. Tez comes through with the very Strat sounding bells ringing throughout. Stephen really shines with his textural tremolo playing throughout, as well as the rocking end. He also produced and mixed it expertly, as always. 

  This is the first time the Eclectic Collective has collaborated with Jeff, although both Josh and especially Stephen (as part of the band, The Smoking Trout) have made music with him before. We really enjoyed making a song based on his vocals, and Jeff is a welcome addition to our sound anytime. We all really enjoyed making this one. We hope you enjoy listening to it.

Lyrics:


Naked Shoulders
l like the way the sun lights up
the naked shoulders of the Early morning
ln the Desert where we met-
ln the shack down by the muddy
where you said you waited
while l rambled on about the time
Youth and Sex and Beauty-
When the Real Revolution was the Music-

Slitting quietly and thinking
while the melancholy has lt's moment
letting longing linger longer than lt should
Took a little tumble ln the Bumble
when l got older
always just a little lucky
ln the middle of disaster
no longer sure lf l'm the spell or l'm the caster
only knowing that my feet are made of plaster-

Even though lt's getting late, even though lt's getting late
l'm still standing at the gate
hoping for a bit hoping for a little bite hoping for a little slice of Nlrvana Nlrvana-

Verse 2
You know lt's harder than lt looks
even though l read some books
l'm ln love with my Delusion, Naked and inviting
lt whispers sweetly ln my head and says
You're gonna live Forever, even though l'm almost dead-

Everything that came before
comes knocking at the back-stage door
demanding parts ln the production of the play-

What makes you think you have a choice?
The Director Said
you don't have to memorize the dialogue
the script ls ln your Head--

Naked Shoulders (Stonerjazz with Eclectic Collective)

all vocals by clive hawkins:

can you believe, can you believe,
what you cannot see.
do you believe? do you believe?
love can set you free.

bridge:  love's a mystery........never kind to me.

Do you believe?

Welcome to The Water Planet Project-Part 3 of our trilogy about one of our most endangered resources, fresh water. In this part we consider the relative present. Certainly mankind has accomplished many good things during the course of human development.  But in his ignorance, greed, hunger for power, etc., also many bad ones. And it's all the bad ones that give us an increasingly broken planet and world to live in, where fresh water reserves are quickly running out, or becoming polluted all over the world.
We are not judging anyone, we are just asking you to think for a moment, because what we have done and continue to do to our planet and each other, is actually unsustainable for our future generations. We must ask; "how will the lack of vital fresh water in a few decades affect humanity's possibility of continued existence?"  Part 3 ponders the painful answer to that question.

For the best experience, see the visualization of our story, which you can find here: www.youtube.com/user/wcifarout.

First song - Paradise Fades Away by Ed & Seagull
Second song - Paradise Lost by Ed, Dan, David, Peter & Seagull
Third song - Roots of Germinal Hope by Seagull, David & Peter

All narrations, lyrics & vocals by Peter,
Except on "Roots of Germinal Hope" The lyric is selected parts of an ancient Latin poem/song called Dies Irae - Judgment Day (almost)
Extra voices on Roots of germinal hope: David, Seagull & Mrs. Seagull
Contributing vocalist. Clara Sorace

Here you will find the fantastic musicians I have been honored to collaborate with:
From Sweden-Seagull: @farout-music-studio
From France - Dan-DT: @dan-t-3
From Canada - Ed Cunningham: @westtracksmusic
From England - Peter: @soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks

As Soundcloud for some reason does not allow more than 4000 characters, you will find the lyrics to the songs on my YouTube channel.
We wish you a pleasant musical and visual journey.

The Water Planet Project-Part 3--Watch It On Youtube

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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Thank you so much for listening, all you wonderful people world wide! 

Experimental low budget music.  
Headphones welcome  :)

Composer, singer, percussionist and drummer. Minimalist.
Here on SC I always release my rough mixes. The mastered versions of my songs are available on Bandcamp.

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All the copyrights are mine except of collaborations and interpretations. 
Commercial spreading of my music is not permitted.

If I Got A Dime

Neli CoKo

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