j'adore ❤️‍🔥 toujours aussi fan !!

Là tu tiens un putain de hit!  Ça cogne , ça chante , ça bouge ! Yeah !

Cool song 🤟! Subtly folkish, hip-hopish.. zenkoish..bref unique, très bon!

rock on brother ..like the intensity and feel of this

COUNT YOUR HORSES COZ’ NIGHT IS COMING
DON’T LET THEM GO ASTRAY
IN THEIR SLEEP THEY JUST  MIGHT GO MISSING
AND YOU’LL NEVER SEE THEM AGAIN
YOU MAY NEVER SEE THEM AGAIN

GUARD THE STABLES ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT
KEEP YOUR LOVED ONES BY YOUR SIDE
WITH THOSE WEAPONS YOU CAN WIN THE FIGHT
WITH YOUR LOVED ONES BY YOUR SIDE

HOW DID IT ALL COME TO THIS? 
HOW COULD WE LET IT COME TO THIS?
ARE YOU STILL WITH ME?

GUARD THE STABLES ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT
KEEP YOUR LOVED ONES BY YOUR SIDE
WITH THOSE WEAPONS YOU CAN WIN THE FIGHT
WITH YOUR LOVED ONES BY YOUR SIDE

GUARD THE STABLES ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT
MAKE SURE WE’LL BE ALRIGHT
WITH OUR WEAPONS WE CAN WIN THE FIGHT
WITH OUR LOVED ONES BY OUR SIDE, BY OUR SIDE

Count Your Horses (Night Is Coming)

Another song from my revival  project.  
There was a time when I travelled quite a lot by ferry and on sunny days, I would get carried away by the sparkling sunlight in the water.   In many occasions, I just ended with some new lines (words or notes) in my head.   This composition was one of those which started that way.

Hope you like the song.  Thanks for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Lyrics / Vocals / Arrangement / Programming – Michael C. Lynn
Guitar Solo – Brent Mason @Band_in_a_Box
Sax Solo – Eric Marienthal @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
Eversince you talked to me that morning					
I find myself growing fonder of you each day					
Unfortunately we do not have too much in common					
And I don't know how to treat you the right way					
					
So disappointed, feel like giving up on you					
But your lovely eyes tell me that's a thing I can't do				
Recalling the countless times	you have let me down				
But nomatter how I know I can still come round					
					
(Chorus)					
Sunlight on the water run sparkling thru my mind					
Makes me realize that things can never be such fine			
Sunlight on the water run sparkling thru my mind					
Brings back the dreams I tried to leave behind				
					
I can't hide the passion I feel inside					
And my intension disclosed before your eyes					
It is true, it is you, I'm thinking of all the time				
But nomatter how, our hearts just never rhymed
				
Sunlight on the water, run sparkling through my mind				
Brings back the dreams I tried to leave behind				
					
But I know the dreams I dream are made of sand				
And it will take a long time to be back on the road again				
					
Repeat chorus

Sunlight on The Water

Una composición realizada con instrumentos clásicos. Sobre todo pianos y cuerdas, con algunos toques de metales.
DAW: Cubase 14 Pro
Mastering: Izotope Ozone 11 Standard
Diversos plugins, sobre todo librerias de Kontakt.
Gracias por escuchar.

manu191

Writing at the piano again and mastered by my lovely Sander. 😊🎶🎹💕🎤

A little bit faster…(acoustic piano and vocals)

The Letter

I’ve been Back for few days, you’re around 
Already sitting alone on the ground
Do I Have to write you a letter 
Just to make things Better 

Hey, you bastard, now you have to listen to me,
Everythings you do, 
Destroys everythings we built,
With Every passing days 
You make the wrong decision 
Again and again and again 

I really don’t know what I could do for you
But now it’s Time for me to tell you the thruth,
I can’t believe you’re so dumb 
You hide it well 
Again and again and again 

I’ve been Back for few days, you’re around 
Already sitting alone on the ground
Do I Have to write you a letter 
Just to make things Better 
You’ve missed everything so far,
You have to get out now , you’ve lost the war
Do I Have to write you a letter 
Just to make things Better 

Hey, you asshole, you’ve don’t take the call.
you’ve don’t read the memo, 
You’ve don’t read at all
You don’t feel revolution in the air,
Maybe you’ll feel it when they cut your head 
I got you, You Never wanna listen 
Everythings you do, just serve your own Ambition 
Sow the wind, reap the storm ! 
Sow the wind, reap the storm ! 

I’ve been Back for few days, you’re around 
Already sit here alone on the ground
Do I Have to write you a letter 
Just to make things Better 
You’ve missed everything so far,
You have to get out now , you’ve lost the war
Do I Have to write you a letter 
Just to make things Better

The Letter

Cast of characters:


Gaz Brownie — @user-755327533 — Gaz — vocals, vocal harmonies, lyrics, and composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums/ percussion 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – Warwick four-string fretless bass
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson custom T guitar
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and piano
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– mix, production, and mastering

This song began by Gaz composing it and on his acoustic guitar, and singing his original lyrics over it. Gaz is a brilliant songwriter, lyricist, and singer, with whom we've worked before. However, this is the first song he's shared with us. He gave it to Ken first, who started the project and invited the rest of us to it.
  Ken, who was the originator of the project, was actually the second person to lay down a part, which he did to Josh's bass, instead of the other way around, as they usually do it. Stephen then came in and replaced Gaz's acoustic guitar with his silky smooth electric guitar. JJ got down on his magical piano and organ parts not long after Stephen added his guitar. 
  This was a somewhat uncomplicated process, as Gaz gave us a fully realized song to work with right from the start. Tez sealed the deal with his expert production to cap it off, too.
  As mentioned, this is our second song starring Gaz, and we're very grateful to him for sharing his magic with us. We're all looking forward to working together again in the future, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it. 

Original lyrics by Gaz Brownie:
V1
Im drawing the conclusion that 
Im just being polite 
And questioning myself is it me our are they right
I’m feeling a little angry hope it’s not out of spite 
Is just a reaction to this uncomfortable night 

Chorus 
When did the world stop listening 
When did the world stop listening 


V2
As we compete for space to try & speak
Everyone’s on journey on a bus to shit creek
With condescending story’s of their bad & awesome week
And I’m working on finding just a better style of technique 

Chorus 

V3
I avoid catching that struggle bus 
Don’t wanna be part of my problem and be misunderstood 
What are you looking at is there something you wanna discuss 
I push his   face up the window cause I’ve had enough 

Finish on a chorus

When Did The World Stop Listening?- Gaz Brownie/Eclectic Collective

A ramshackle talking blues song about a guy trying to reach his lady on a payphone.

Lyrics:
I'm heading out
I've got to call my girl
I'm out there
Looking for the last payphone in the modern world

I sold my soul to Ma Bell
Waiting outside the Texico
Using the last payphone in the modern world
I've been saving my dimes
Everybody wants to use this phone

They used to have a payphone
Inside the Roosevelt Hotel
But they removed it
Because it brought in "undesirables"
Hey, that would be me!
Last payphone in the modern world
(Lordy, Lordy, Lordy!!!)

Oh, there used to be a payphone
Behind the liquor store
The owner used to let you use his cell phone
But he says:
"No more!"
The last payphone in the modern world

Hey Mister, I'm next
I've been saving my dimes
I've got to call my girl
Let her know how much I'm alive
The last payphone in the modern world.

The Last Payphone In The Modern World

Every wee boy wants to be James Bond. lol 

Suit made of plaid , tuxedo man
Looking oh so grand
Got that crooked smile
Walkin' down the aisle

What's he hiding
What's inside him
Tartan tuxedo
Is it for show

He sips his sparkling wine
Pretends everything is fine
But his eyes they tell a tale
A lonely windy wail

What's he hiding
What's inside him
Tartan tuxedo
Is it for show

Maybe he's a spy a secret agent man
Maybe he's just shy part of a bigger plan
We may never know the truth beneath the seams
Just a man in tartan living out his dreams

What's he hiding
What's inside him
Tartan tuxedo
Is it for show

Tartan tuxedo .wav

Cast of Characters:
Surfers Like Us– @user-411502040 –Artur–composition, arrangement, and Fender Jaguar delayed, foundational rhythm guitar
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – electric piano and organ
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and PRS EG semi-hollow body electric guitar

First of all, we wish the happiest Thanksgiving to all our wonderful SoundCloud friends and family. This song began as a twinkle in Artur's eye a couple months ago. Hey composed it with his Jaguar, as that is the premium surf guitar out there, and shared it with Tez, who invited the rest of us onto the project. 
   Tez, being the first on the boat, added his thrilling guitar fills and solos first. It was kind of odd the way we did this one, in fact, with the melodic/chordal instruments first, followed by the rhythm section. That said, JJ was next up to bat, adding his magical electric piano and soaring organ. Ken was first up for the backline, adding his driving drums. Josh then finally added his fretless bass to the stew. But before he was done, Josh also added the guitar solo you hear from 1:30-1:55. 
  After it was all said and done, we asked Tez to mix it for us, as he is a master producer and mixer. 
  This is the latest in a long line of surf rock songs of Artur's we've been fortunate enough to get to play with. He is the surfingest Polish fellow you will ever come across, and a wonderful, familiar collaborator with Eclectic Collective. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Surf Vibe (Eclectic Collective with Surfers Like Us)

Original track
Music made in GarageBand
Not a fancy cool track, just simple stuff, from my heart ❤️

Thank you so much for listening 🫶

Lyrics:

Dear little child
Inside me
Please come out
I need to heal
Dont be afraid
You are safe

I want you to see
I belive in you
I need you to be...  Free...

Dear little child
Take my hand
I will protect you
And understand
don't be afraid
You are safe

I want you to see
I belive in you
I need you to be....  Free.....

I need to heal
I need you to be...  Free....

Dear Little Child   (Original)

I can hear the mountains cry,
Yeah, they call to me,
They summon me at daylight
Like a wild-born melody.
Dust on my boots, gravel road,
Got that old rod in the back,
Sun just risin’ over pine trees,
I’m headed for the bank...


Ain’t chasin’ gold or glory,
Just peace of mind and time,
That water tells a story
Every time I cross that line...


Cold beer in my hand,
Sunshine on my face,
Air is so fresh, the good Lord slowing me down,
This is my sacred place.
To go fishin’ off the bank,
Let the whole world wait,
At the end of the day, if my stringer lay empty,
It was still a great day.


Castin’ shadows on the water,
Wind hummin’ through the trees,
Old radio’s rockin’ low
With a little Hank and me.
Line don’t bend, time don’t matter,
I ain’t got nothin’ to prove,
Just me, that muddy shoreline,
And a pair of worn-out boots...


Some folks count their trophies,
Some count what they make,
Me, I count them moments
That no one else can take.


Cold beer in my hand,
Sunshine on my face,
Air is so fresh, the good Lord, slowing me down,
This is my sacred place.
To go fishin’ off the bank,
Let the whole world wait,
At the end of the day, if my stringer lay empty,
It was still a great day.



Yeah, the mountains cry louder when life gets loud,
And the noise won’t leave my head,
I crack another beer, watch the ripples roll,
And let the worries drift instead.


It ain’t always about catchin’ fish,
Or how big the story gets,
Sometimes it’s just the quiet,
And forgettin’ what you miss.


Cold beer in my hand,
Sun sinkin’ low in the haze,
Air still fresh, heart feelin’ right,
Yeah, I could live this way.
Fish or no fish, I thank that bank,
For every second that I stayed,
At the end of the day, if my stringer lay empty,
Man, it was still a great day.


I can hear the mountains cry…
Yeah, they’ll call me back again.

Fishing

Nikola Zenko tells stories through music.
Inspired by artists like Elliott Smith and Damien Rice, he weaves songs where softness meets melancholy.
His debut album Happy Endings was born from a deeply personal journey — , through loss and eventually, a flicker of light rediscovered through words and melodies.
In his world, life is hard but beautiful, raw emotions are sparks of truth, and every ending might just hide a new beginning.
Here, you come to feel. Maybe to cry. Maybe to smile. But above all, to remember that being alive means feeling.

https://www.instagram.com/nikola_zenko?igsh=MTB0a3J2ZDFiMWdlNQ%3D%3D&utm_source=qr

The Letter

Nikola Zenko

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