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[UNDER CONSTRUCTION]

Tradacoustic series no. 357

Music, mostly recent, a few days, a few months...

created: 2025/02/22

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Energy (247)

IT'S THE SAME PLACE OUT IN THE JUNGLE

WE BENEFIT FROM POSTING ON SOUNDCLOUD THE MOST WHEN WE FOLLOW BACK, LISTEN AND LEAVE FEEDBACK

Who should we follow back? The Soundcloud users who don’t just follow us they actually listen and leave feedback, makes sense, right. So why does it make sense, because they are the ones actually supporting your music, they are the ones that raise your profile and feedback is FREE hype, it advertises your product, it tells new arrivals to your page that your music is worth listening to, that’s what I mean when I say we ALL benefit.
These platforms actually end up failing BECAUSE we don’t maximise their potential in this way, a follow serves no purpose if we don’t follow through, and if we don’t follow through others don’t follow through either, we all become wary of giving support because we know only a very small number will do the same for us.
So how does this affect these platform, activity slows down eventually grinding to a halt, once that happens platforms like Soundcloud could end up going out of business, eventually there will be no platforms left for us to FREELY post on, the day will arrive when the ONLY way to post our music is to PAY FOR THE PRIVILEGE, so you see being PROACTIVE not only benefits you and I it ensures the survival of platforms like Soundcloud; ok, so it doesn’t deliver in some of the ways we’d like it to, and including reaching an actual audience, but it’s a whole lot better than nothing at all!

THE NEXT WAVE IN MUSIC vol 1 (various artists, various genres)

Yonder is an old English word that means, that way. Far away.
I was always captivated by long gone civilizations with buried cities waiting to be discovered, no one really knows were they are, they lay somewhere Yonder...
 Its with great pleasure I dedicate this piece to a young lady I found out is a fan of mine, thank you Ella for bringing a smile to my face, this piece is for you. <3

Spotify link updated, please use that, so sorry for the inconvenience.
The art work is by a wonderful photographer called Ray ,he has a brilliant eye for beauty, visit his website, it will make your day, I promise  https://www.raybilcliff.uk/

Yonder

Elgit Doda - Larg (Slowed Down)

Sunset on ibiza

Sunset On Ibiza

in 2009 I moved into The Rat Palace, a studio in Hobart. Its been the epicentre of so many projects and I have shared the space with some amazing artists of all disciplines. I have hard drives full of jams from this time and will share a few over the next little while as a way of saying farewell to the space. This one is from August this year when myself ( Bass) and old band mates from an outfit called Hexfarm Dane Renshaw (Drums) and Phil Bywater ( Tenor Sax) found ourselves all in the same country for the first time in many years. So we dusted off some musical cobwebs one evening. The photo is of the last Ute load leaving the studio, Intonarumori strapped on the back - not quite sure where the next studio is yet !

Rat Palace Jams - Hexfarm 2022 #1

Another composition recorded before the war. I hope one day I will return to my home studio. Any support from you is much appreciated on these extremely hard times for our country, our family. 
I could have recorded much new music for the last 9 months... unless russians came to our yard to "save" us with their tanks, missiles, bombs and war planes at 4 a.m. on Feb 24th. And yes, they saved us from our house, from our normal life, from our dreams and plans. They saved my elderly parents from their home and peaceful life in retiring, saved my daughter from happy childhood, from school, from her friends and vacation by the sea. We'll never forget and never forgive it! I'm sure that russia will get what it deserves - each rocket they launch on Ukraine will turn to another 10 years of disaster for their cowardly people.
 Special thanks to Houman (@houmans) for mastering the track! Please check out his wonderful soundtracks.
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Gone

Quatuor Dance

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8EOpqjp_g1k

Crimson Red

Gholipour (alpmile)

High auf Flipper

🎵 Electro  Cover | Amy Macdonald - This Is The Life (Reimagined) 🎤

I present to you my electro reimagining of the famous song "This Is The Life" by Amy Macdonald. 

I tried to recreate this music as well as possible according to my interpretation starting from 0, 
hope you'll enjoy it!

Amy Macdonald - This Is The Life (Cover by Winder)

3rd track from Grundomma
Grundomma is myself and my brother Glenn Ward. It's been a few years since we actively made music together...but now seems like a good a time as any. We live a few 1000 kms apart across Australia so this a file swapping exercise. Pretty Fucken Colours features  samples from the documentary 'JIsoe"  - an hour long look at the life of legendary graffiti artist and train bomber Justin Hughes.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gp8ZNqaG-dE
Filmed in 2005 Its a fascinating look into disaffected Australian suburban life, street art and mental health. Thanks as always for stopping by. Grundomma salutes you : )

Pretty Fucken Colours

Cursed Land

I met a woman named Christel, everytime I see her, this song Crystal by New Order comes to my head. 
So I made my own version of it.

Crystal (New Order)

Tutti i colori del mondo.
All the colours of the world.
Tous les couleurs du monde

Colori

Surprised by the rain in the depths of the forest, in the pyrenees, I returned soaked to the skin, but with this picture and some inspiration.

Rain Forest

SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE...BABY
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO...BABY
I COULD NEVER WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU
I COULD NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU ASK ME TO
I AIN’T NO MUNTER, MORON, HUH
I AIN’T NOTHIN’ LIKE YOU
>
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH
THOUGH YOU ARE HAVING FUN NOW
I WILL ESCAPE YOU SOMEHOW
>
DON’T TRY TO MAKE EXCUSES
DON’T COME IT WITH THOSE LIES
YOU ALWAYS WERE ABUSIVE
BUT NEVER TOLD ME WHY
>
MY MEMORY IS HAZY
MY THOUGHTS A DEEPER BLUE
MY DIAGNOSIS, CRAZY,
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU
>
THOSE MANIC MOMENTS PHASED ME
THE AIR WAS TURNING BLUE
ATTEMPTING TO ERASE ME
WITH THE CHINA THAT YOU THREW

I WILL NOT THINK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE DID
I WILL NOT TALK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE SAID
FOR ALL ETERNITY CONFINED TO MY BED
I’LL KILL YOUR MEMORY, AND SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
>
NOW I SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
I SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
I SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
>
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH
THOUGH YOU ARE HAVING FUN NOW
I WILL ESCAPE YOU SOMEHOW
>
MY MEMORY IS HAZY
MY THOUGHTS A DEEPER BLUE
MY DIAGNOSIS, CRAZY,
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU
>
THOSE MANIC MOMENTS PHASED ME
THE AIR WAS TURNING BLUE
ATTEMPTING TO ERASE ME
WITH THE CHINA THAT YOU THREW
>
I WILL NOT THINK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE DID
I WILL NOT TALK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE SAID
FOR ALL ETERNITY, CONFINED TO MY BED,
I’LL KILL YOUR MEMORY,
AND WALK WITH THE DEAD
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO
I COULD NEVER WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU
I COULD NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU ASK ME TO
>
I WOULDN’T IF YOU PAID
YOU’RE NOT THE CHOSEN FEW
REMIND ME OF A BABY
ONE WEEK BEFORE IT’S DUE
>
LIKE MRS NOSFERATU
BEFORE THE INTERVIEW
YOU PROVE THAT EVERY NIGHTMARE
EVENTUALLY COMES TRUE
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE, BABY
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO, BABY
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH
THOUGH YOU ARE HAVING FUN NOW
I WILL ESCAPE YOU SOMEHOW
>
MY MEMORY IS HAZY
MY THOUGHTS A DEEPER BLUE
MY DIAGNOSIS, CRAZY,
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE...BABY
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO...BABY
I COULD NEVER WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU
I COULD NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU ASK ME TO
I AIN’T NO MUNTER, MORON, HUH
I AIN’T NOTHIN’ LIKE YOU

SLEEP WITH THE DEAD

YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVOCAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS
>
AND THIS, IN A NUTSHELL, BE THE SELFISH SERMON
SELF PRESERVATION AND THE SELFISH GENE
WITHOUT AFFECTION, WITHOUT REFLECTION
COMPLETE REJECTION OF THE GOLDEN RULE
>
AND THESE BE THE WORDS OF THE CHILDREN OF JINN
WHO EMULATE THE THINKING OF THE PHOSPHORUS ONE
AS GOG IS OUR WITNESS, AND AS THICK IS OUR SKIN
WE FREELY PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE AS WE WALLOW IN SIN
>
YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVOCAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS
>
HOODWINKED, THEY LIKE TO THINK
THEY HAVE THE SENSE TO SPOT THE CHINK
TO SEE BEYOND WHEN BEING CONNED
THEIR MINDS, THOUGH, ARE FILLED WITH MISSING LINKS
>
PROJECTS AND IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE
>
PROJECTS AND IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE
>
THIS THOROUGHLY ULTRA-MODERN PARASITE
BELIEVES YOU'RE SOMETHING VERY GOOD TO EAT
BELIEVES THIS WORLD SITS A TOP....A MOUNTAIN OF HATE
THAT EMPATHY WILL ALWAYS BE A ONE-WAY-STREET
>
MACHINATION....
>
SICK WORLD....WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION
DECEPTION BE THE TRADEMARK OF THE SNEAKIEST DECEPTION
SIN IS THE ELIXA.....LIFE AND DEATH THROWN IN THE MIXER
THE CURE, A PANACEA....A GOG OF MAGOG CONCEPTION
>
A GOG OF MAGOG....MACHINATION
>
THE SERPENT COILED AROUND THE EARTH
CONSTRICTION DRESSED UP AS EXPRESSION
HIS MACHINATIONS....HAVE UNFURLED
HIS GOAL….TO MAKE THE LAST IMPRESSION
>
HE WALKS THE EARTH, OR DRIVES A HEARSE
REGISTERS EACH BLESSED BIRTH
REPEATS THE ROLL CALL, DAWN AND DUSK
COUNTS THE OBOLUS IN HIS PURSE
>
THE SERPENT COILED AROUND THE EARTH
CONSTRICTION DRESSED UP AS EXPRESSION
HIS MACHINATIONS....HAVE UNFURLED
HIS GOAL….TO MAKE THE LAST IMPRESSION
>
HE WALKS THE EARTH, OR DRIVES A HEARSE
REGISTERS EACH BLESSED BIRTH
REPEATS THE ROLL CALL, DAWN AND DUSK
COUNTS THE OBOLUS IN HIS PURSE
>
HE WALKS THE EARTH, OR DRIVES A HEARSE
REGISTERS EACH BLESSED BIRTH
REPEATS THE ROLL CALL, DAWN AND DUSK
COUNTS THE OBOLUS IN HIS PURSE




SICK WORLD WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION (A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE)

YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVACAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS

AND THIS, IN A NUTSHELL, BE THE SELFISH SERMON
SELF PRESERVATION AND THE SELFISH GENE
WITHOUT AFFECTION, WITHOUT REFLECTION
COMPLETE REJECTION OF THE GOLDEN RULE

AND THESE BE THE WORDS OF THE CHILDREN OF JINN
WHO EMULATE THE THINKING OF THE PHOSPHOROS ONE
AS GOG IS OUR WITNESS, AND AS THICK IS OUR SKIN
WE FREELY PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE AS WE WALLOW IN SIN

YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVACAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS

HOODWINKED, THEY LIKE TO THINK
THEY HAVE THE SENSE TO SPOT THE CHINK
TO SEE BEYOND WHEN BEING CONNED
THEIR MINDS, THOUGH, ARE FILLED WITH MISSING LINKS

PROJECTS AN IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE

PROJECTS AN IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE

THIS THOROUGHLY ULTRA-MODERN PARASITE
BELIEVES YOU'RE SOMETHING VERY GOOD TO EAT
BELIEVES THIS WORLD SITS A TOP....A MOUNTAIN OF HATE
THAT EMPATHY WILL ALWAYS BE A ONE-WAY-STREET

MACHINATION....

SICK WORLD....WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION
DECEPTION BE THE TRADEMARK OF THE SNEAKIEST DECEPTION
SIN IS THE ELIXA.....LIFE AND DEATH THROWN IN THE MIXER
THE CURE, A PANACEA....A GOG OF MAGOG CONCEPTION

A GOG OF MAGOG....MACHINATION

SICK WORLD WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION

Avant que tout ne change, tout n’était que musique. Celui-ci se souvient de ces artistes qui peuplaient ces jours anciens #chill rap

English translation (sorry for  untranslatable slang words and French references...)

I'm lost in the doudous the djadja the pookies
I earn a salary not from the moula and I have about as much street cred as a bum from Neuilly
However I do what it takes to stay up to date in music I listen to drill djent
I even watch TV shows where people are coached by Amel Bent
I often need a dictionary to understand the lyrics, that's my statement of failure
I even come to wonder if you can still write music when you were born before this century

Old rock n roll is dead in the ridiculous decline of its icons
Rap is no longer quite the same as soon as autotune goes wrong
I clearly don't have the bobo look stan smith smile naive chorus
I clearly don't have the filthy loser background of the fake alternative rebel
I could have made dad's old song like a nostalgic for Brel
But in truth to do that I love messing around a bit too much with Orel's punchlines

I took a stylish nickname in reference to that distant era
Where the genius of an artist was not limited to counting his TikTok followers
All your life you were looking for the beautiful the divine the eternal the universal
Not just to get a few dead likes, your only limit was the sky
It was literally in fact, you shouldn't mess with the inquisitors
Which proves that every period has a problem with this fucking concept of hater

So no I'm not in the street game, I'm more on the other side of the coin
And to tell the truth I don't give a damn even if no one wants to pay
I don't do this to live, that's why for me it has become vital
I just want to get into your head and infect your mind in a retroviral way
May my sound give you to you also the idea of ​​making art or music
And that the love of wisdom and poetry become pandemic again

Pandémique

MY MIND HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN
>
MY MIND HAS GOT THE BEST OF ME
PROTESTING THAT I’M CONTRARY
BUT WHO AM I TO DISAGREE
SO MUCH BETTER TO BE CIRCUMSPECT
THAN OVERSTEP SOME SACRED BOUNDARY
>
MY HEAD CONTAINS AN OCEAN
ONE THATS CONSTANTLY IN MOTION
AND AMIDST ALL THIS COMMOTION
I NEVER GET TO BE THE MAN I WANT TO BE
>
NOW THE BATS ARE IN THE BELFRY
LOCKED AWAY IN MY MEMORY
WITH ONLY ROCKS FOR COMPANY
CONCEALED UNDER A LOCK OF SHIFTING HAIR
>
ACCESSED WITH THE TWIST OF A SKELETON KEY
>
MY MIND, MY MIND
>
MY MIND HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN
SO I’M….NEVER ALONE
>
NEVER HAVE TO THINK FOR MYSELF
OR LOOK AFTER MY HEALTH
CAN JUST GO WITH THE FLOW
SIMPLY SAY, I DONT KNOW
SPEND THE DAY STARING OUT OF THE WINDOW
>
I’M OUT OF MY MIND
>
EARNED LONG AGO TO KEEP MY PLACE
TO NEVER SHOW MY REAL FACE
TO DO SO WOULD DISTURB THE FLOW
TO DO SO WOULD OPEN THE WINDOW
>
MY MIND, MY MIND
>
I ONLY HAVE ONE MEMORY
THE DAY I CHOSE TO DISAGREE
I BEGGED TO DIFFER, FOOLISHLY
AND PAID THE PRICE EMPHATICALLY
>
MY MIND, MY MIND
>
MY SILVER LINED MIXED UP MIND
CAN SOMETIMES LAG BEHIND
WITHOUT WARNING, EVERY MORNING
HE KEEPS PULLING DOWN THE BLINDS

MY MIND HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN

Chilled smooth fusion song with a duet of sax and guitar and a base of organ and acoustic bass.

Sweet dreams, collected relaxing music

blue moon

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Andy McLean... saxophone solo. Hammond B3 Organ solo.  Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ with bass peddles Rhythm. Horn section, Alto, Tenor, Baritone Saxophones, Trumpet. Vibraphone solo. Trap Drums full kit set. Percussion Wood block, 22" Zildjan Crash & Ride Cymbals.

Cannery Row

Groove Street

Star

John Stone

These are dark dark days and dark dark nights 
Do our best days lie behind us? 
As I made my way on frosted feet 
Would I stumble, would I fall?
I lift my eyes in search of light
Only clouds fill the horizon 
In the dark I see  there no-one near
Is  there nothing to rely on? 

But surely there are better days
The beating of the drum 
Will fade away, the clouds will clear
Are there better worlds and better times and better thing to come?

Then I saw the star
It’s courageous light
Had travelled far 
To be there that night
Pushing through the clouds
‘cross the scudding  sky
A message from afar
And it gave me hope that beyond the night
There’s a blazing sky
That’s filled with light
There are better worlds 
and better lives
And brighter days by far
I remember that one night I saw the star.

So I looked around Though the light was dim
but my eyes grew strong from the fire within
Now I see that there are other’s near
With their eyes ablaze as they conquered fear
And we walked together arm in arm 
As together we would Am feel no harm
Though clouds may still obscure our view
We could feel a future better, bright and new


Star

If you love this song you can find all my productions in this playlist. Have fun and let's rock....
Soundcloud
on.soundcloud.com/sX6Yh3nLb5kfJKXv9
Spotify 
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0QUqbjEApgPWnKxwGDqfKH?si=4onlVTtQR-qnTIgo1blgQg

Roads

Then She Reaches For The Gun was a one off project, bringing together more than 50 artists from across the globe, releasing an album in late 2022 nomatesensemble.bandcamp.com/album/the-…ely-future But it was so much fun we are back for more.

The following artists collaborated on All The Dogs You Have Ever Loved Will Be Waiting For You In The Afterlife 

Dogs

Boogie
Brophy
Buddy 
Hancho 
Jack
Momo
Neska
Poldo
Senna  
Shyamsundara
Star

Oily (a cat)

Humans

Carolyn Wigston - Voice
Dane Renshaw - Drums
Garbage Truck Disco - Joyous Power Punk Outro
Hverheij- Electric Guitar 
Loop(c)y - Electric Guitar 
Paolo D’Emilio - Electronica
Robert Jefferson - Yamaha PSRE403 Keyboard, Melodica, Percussion 
The Windscale Blues Experiment - Clarinet/Flute/Soprano Saxophone
Thomas Bergheim - Bass Guitar
Timothy Korstad - Demonic Intro Left Channel
Tuonela - Demonic Intro Right Channel 
W:I:L-o’ the -wisp - Electric Guitar
Mat Ward - Arrangement/Marimba/Noise

All The Dogs You Ever Loved Will Be Waiting For You In The Afterlife

Live Reflexion#027

**"Something Darker"**  

*Unearth the haunting pulse of post-punk’s shadowed soul.*  

A brooding anthem for fractured nights, **"Something Darker"** weaves a visceral tapestry of existential dread and eerie beauty. Like a flickering film reel from a forgotten asylum, the track merges jagged, angular guitars with a hypnotic bassline that throbs like a phantom heartbeat. The lyrics—raw and poetic—paint a world of crumbling facades, spectral whispers, and the creeping unease of unseen forces clawing at the edges of perception.  

The vocals oscillate between a detached, echoing baritone and urgent, half-sung snarls, channeling the claustrophobic tension of Joy Division and the dark romanticism of Siouxsie Sioux. Glitch-laden synths hum beneath the surface, mimicking the static of a decaying broadcast, while the chorus erupts into a crescendo of dissonant harmonies, as if the walls themselves are screaming.  

The bridge—*“I feel the weight of every word / A twisted song, a dying bird”*—collapses into a suffocating instrumental break, where distorted reverb and fractured drum machines conjure the sensation of free-falling through a neon-drenched void. By the outro, the track leaves you stranded in its aftermath: a chilling, cinematic landscape where shadows breathe and silence hums with menace.  

**For fans of:**  
Joy Division, The Cure’s *Pornography*, Bauhaus’ gothic surrealism, and the glitch-edged despair of modern darkwave.  

**"Something Darker"** isn’t just a song—it’s a séance. Press play, and let the night pull you in.

Something Darker

the evil wizard ferguson
(has an) evil wizard plan
(he's drinkin') evil wizard black and tans
(in his) evil wizard minivan

(he's got) wizard's enlightening (that means that he understands)
(he's got) wizard lightning (that shoots from the tips of his hands)

from the tips of his hands
evil wizard plans
drinking black and tans, in the minivans

bass guitar and vocals andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman)
sped up and re-eq'd in 2025 / originally recorded on 4-track cassette in 2011.

evil wizard minivan on speed

picture 2025

Then She Reaches for the Gun was formed in 2021 by Mat Ward. At its essence is sound collage, experimentation and the desire to merge and defy genres. Ward invites musicians, sound artists, poets and anyone interested to send him files to be used, abused and showcased ‘as suggested by the work’. They are not always musical but field recordings, spoken word, engine noises and drunken rants. Animals participate a lot too! The raw material is arranged one phrase asks for the next in an alchemical and intuitive process that will most often feature dozens of tracks weaving in and out of each other, colliding, harmonising, arguing and laughing along the way.

Both the aesthetic and the compositional methods use what Frank Zappa called Xenochrony - the mixing together of separately recorded and rhythmically opposing musical phrases to create polyrhythmic and polytempi compositions.The work also features fragmented story telling with the human voice (in many languages) appearing unannounced throughout the tracks offering up snippets of thoughts, conversations, jokes and existential angst. The absurdity of humanities desperate claim to have any real understanding of its place in the universe is revealed through the recorded follies and genuine emotions of the participants in these works. The project is a celebration of experimentation, chance, diversity and community. It pays homage to all musical tastes and genres whilst maintaining a sense of humour and irreverence that is needed to stay sane in the climate of early 21st Century contemporary culture.

I Am Never Freer Than When I Am With You features the following artists

Humans

Adam Meredith - Ford XD with XF front mods/Voice
Ambient Annie - Electronica/Field Recording/Voice
Andrew Harper - Field Recordings
Angostura Elwar -  2 x Behringer CRAVE analog synths/Yamaha P200 electronic piano 
Antonella Eye Porcelluzzi - Text/Voice
Ariad Music - Clarinet/Percussion/Piano
Axel Weiß - Electric Guitar/Robot Voices
Banalytic - experimental Electronics
Belial Pelgrim - Digital Strings/Electronica
Brendan Corey Benson - Electric Guitar
Carolyn Wigston - Voice
Chicago Word Brigade - Electronica
Dan Hewins - Bass Guitar
Dane Renshaw - Drums/Voice
Dani Kirby - Keyboard/Piano/Voice
Dylan Banks - Intonarumori/Voice
Frank Wilke - French Horn/Trombone/Voice
Garbage Truck Disco - Drum programming/Electric Guitar/Joyous Pop Punk
Glenn Ward - Electric Guitar/Skyhooks
Hakan - Moog Voyager XL
Hverheij- Drums/Electric Guitar/Synth
Johnny Python- Bass Guitar/Drum Programming/Electric Guitar/Text/Voice
JZsuperstar - Electric Guitar/Field Recordings/Keyboards
Lady ElectroTrek - Organ
Libby Laksmi - Jazzy Loops/Synth Bass
Loop(c)y - Electric Guitar
Malo Bernard-O’Meara - Drums
Maxx Black - Guitar/Ukulele
Minimal Drone Girl - Cat Wrangling/Field Recordings
Oberlin - Eurorack/Piano
Paolo D’Emilio - Electronica
Paul Miller - Electronic Percussion/Keyboards/Phat Electro Bass
Phil Bywater - Saxophones/Voice
Raul Mainer - DAW Programming/Heavy Metal
Robert Jefferson - Akai Rhythm wolf/GakkenSX-150 ll/Korg Kaosilator/Percussion
Rosin Dust - Violin/Field Recordings
Sarah Megahertz - Speedway Noise
Scratch Kelly - Beats/Electronica
Stan Magendanz - Electronica
Ten Atmospheres - Field Recordings/Synths
Texmex Shaman - Electric Guitar
The Windscale Blues Experiment - Clarinet/Flute/Saxophones
Timothy Korstad - Demons/Electronica
Thomas Bergheim - Bass Guitar/Electric Guitar
Tobias Schmitt - Electronica/Processed Organ/Text
Tuonela - Demons/Electronica
Vartch - Drones/Things/Trousers (not T-shirts)/Voice
Widar’s Spiritual Front - Electronica/Ms Pacman
W:I:L-o’ the-wisp - Bass Guitar/Electric Guitar/Electronica
Wivresse - Electronica/Voice
Zanshin - Acoustic and Processed Drums

Mat Ward - Arrangements/Bass Guitar/Double Bass/Field Recordings/Intonarumori/Marimba/Noise/Percussion/Piano

Dogs
Boogie
Brophy
Buddy
Hancho
Jack
Momo
Neska
Poldo
Senna
Shyamsundara
Star

Oily (cat)
And many cows from Milis, Sardinia

I Am Never Freer Than When I Am With You

Not all Pop is created equal 🖤

Watch the video here: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqbYfnCfn4Y

Pop 2.0

Download

Cast of Characters:

J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell – piano, organ, composition
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Suhr electric guitar, mix, and production
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass

This song began one creative Saturday evening several weeks ago with JJ coming up with it on his organ, piano, bass, and drums. He wrote it with the Eclectic Collective in mind and immediately shared it with the rest of us.
  Ken was the first to jump on it, adding his strong, Masonesque drums. Josh excitedly dove in once he had a beat to play off of. Then, it was time for the guitarists in the band to show off their skills. Stephen laid down the psychedelic, textural guitar you hear throughout, as well as the thrilling solo in the middle, starting around 1:25 and ending around 1:50. Tez did his best Dave Gilmour impression, adding rest of the fiery lead solo you hear throughout, as well. 
  Once it was in the can, we needed a mix, of course, and Stephen was kind enough to work his magic on the production.
  This is a perfect example of a JJ seed that took bloom with the EC. We all love working on his songs. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Desert  Moon Flower (Eclectic Collective)

Desert Moon Flower (Eclectic Collective)

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

Waiting can be hard that's for sure
Waiting for summer and some more
waiting for the sun to warm us up
Waiting for the wait to end and stop

Chorus
But I will never stop waiting for you
Maybe you are waiting for me too

No need to wait
I'm right here
No time to lose
I've been waiting for it

Hoping can be hard that's for sure
Hoping for good times and some more
Hoping for love to warm us up
Hoping for the wait to end and stop

Chorus

Chorus

Loving can be tough that's for sure
Waiting for good times and some more
Hoping for kisses to warm us up
Longing for the wait to end and stop

Chorus
But I will never stop waiting for you
Maybe you are waiting for me too

No need to wait
I'm right here
No time to lose
I've been waiting for it...!

Waiting For It

Come fly with me

From the annual Hexfarm get together where we fly/drive into a space for  a few days of improvising and laughing. This is from the 2024 sessions. The intro chaos somehow morphed into a piece Saxophonist Phil wrote many moons ago called Legacy(which itself was a massive vehicle for improv anyway). we sat with it for a few minutes : ) Looking forward to the 2025 get together. 
Hexfarm is   Dane Renshaw: Drums, Phil Bywater: Saxophones, Mat Ward: Bass

Hexfarm - (a Sort Of) Legacy

two guitar tracks, 4 track cassette recording and then edited in audacity.  guitars and said editing by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman, amongst others)

radar

Madélainé

To the End of Confusion and Madness

Something loose and fun to end the week.
A Howlin' Wolf style song.
Hey, in my mind, I'm a great dancer!!!

Lyrics:
We're rug cutting up a little on the dance floor
A little boot scuffin' on the rug (yes we do)
Sashay, into a little parlay with my girl
Bend, dip, twist, and twirl

I took my girl out for a dance on Friday night
And when the band kicked in, she said:
Something just doesn't seem right
I seem to dance on the 1s and the 3s (don't you see?)
High stepping, (yeah!) finger popping, that's what I do
You know when I work real hard
I really bust my moves

Yeah, I was busting my move
and she said to me
"Yeah, there's something wrong boo"
"cause you misaligned the groove'
Misaligned the groove
And that just goes to prove
Alcohol's the only thing that makes my dance moves improve

Rug cutting out on that dance floor
It's my St Louis Charleston flyover turnaround dance
Well, that's not your mother's mambo baby
Boot cutting, stripping down, turn your partner round
Bring em back around

Oh my girl, she calls me "Mr Slinky Bones"
Cause when I dance, I get real long and low
Real long and low
Mr Slinky Bones
She says: You dance like you think that you're  invisible
She calls  me
Mr Slinky Bones
I'm like a dog with 3 legs
Chasing his tail
I'm Mr Slinky Bones

Mr Slinky Bones

Pianna ‘ouse

Live Reflexion #029

I wanted to dance, so i made some music that´s danceable.

I Pop Dance Music Good (You Can Do Oooh-Ooohhh)

Child inner blue train - 24-2-2025

Keith needed to get some stuff out and needed to wail away on his guitar, singing his heart out. I rode his coattails through the concrete. 

King of the Concrete Jungle
Lyrics:

King of the concrete jungle
As far as he could see
Across the road and down the street
As far as the distant tree


Paved with puddles and historical dirt
A field of broken tiles
The Lord of darkened corners
Can see for miles and miles
 

(CHORUS)
NOW ALL AROUND IS CONCRETE
AND GREYNESS WINS THE GREEN
THE KING OF THE CONCRETE JUNGLE
WEEPS FOR YOU AND ME…YOU…AND ME


 Singing from his lamppost
A branch without a tree
The sweetest notes you would ever hear
But no honey for this bee

 
Mouth open to the heavens
Warm sunshine from deep within
Blue skies he used to soar in
Clear waves he used to swim

 (CHORUS)

(INST BREAK)

(CHORUS)

note from Keith:
"This was inspired by a lone blackbird, singing his heart out from the top of a lamppost. (The branch without a tree)  I remember that behind 'his' lamppost there used to stand a beautiful Maple tree...long chopped down to make way for more car-parking space. There's not a single tree left standing down our road now...not one"

Note 2:Terry likes the social/political application to life in the 21st c. , always ready to see a moral to all of Keith's tales. ;)
 
Wigmore: synths, percussion, production
Allen: guitars, bass, lyrics, vocals

King of the Concrete Jungle

Same Circles

Hey…. Hope you’re all well. Thanks for dropping by. These days, maybe like you, I can easily get upset about what is happening in the world… and like most of us, I have occasional moments of anger and despair, frustration and feeling at a loss. So I often seek solace in gardening and in nature. When I smile these days… it is not necessarily a happy smile. It is a knowing smile that I can share with the world.… So here’s a little banjo song with a smile. Mark

Out In The World

Introduction in English:

Sometimes I wonder if there is some kind of ‘safe place’ in this world. Everywhere I look: Wars, climate disasters, starvation and poverty. Not to mention the increasing everyday violence at home, in the neighbourhood and on the streets.
As early as 1962, John Lennon described in the song ‘There's a Place’ (perhaps also under the impression of the Cuban Missile Crisis at the time with the acute threat of a third world war) that sometimes the only thing left to do is to retreat to an inner safe place when the outside world (as is now increasingly the case again) is increasingly on the brink of an abyss.
In this respect, this song is highly topical, although I would like to add that the search for the inner safe place should only ever be temporary, in order to regain strength there (for example through one's own musical creativity) in order to make a greater contribution to the preservation of the earth and human coexistence in the outer world.
I am sure that John Lennon meant this kind of fluid balance between gathering oneself inwardly and being lovingly in the world.       

Introduction in German:

Manchmal frage ich mich, ob es auf dieser Welt eine Art "Sicherer Ort" gibt. Wo ich hinschaue: Kriege, Klimakatastrophen, Hungern und Armut. Ganz zu schweigen von der zunehmenden alltäglichen Gewalt zu Hause, in der Nachbarschaft und auf den Strassen.
John Lennon hat (vielleicht auch unter dem Eindruck der damaligen Kuba-Krise mit akuter Dritte Weltkriegsgefahr) in dem Song "There's a Place" schon 1962 beschrieben, dass einem manchmal nur der Rückzug an einen inneren sicheren Ort verbleibt, wenn die äußere Welt (wie jetzt zusehends wieder) zusehends an einem Abgrund steht.
Insofern ist dieser Song brandaktuell, wobei ich hinzufügen möchte, dass das Aufsuchen des inneren sicheren Ortes immer wieder nur vorübergehend erfolgen sollte, um dort (etwa über eigenes musikalisches Schaffen) wieder Kraft zu sammeln, um in der äußeren Welt verstärkt einen eigenen Beitrag zum Erhalt der Erde und des menschlichen Miteinanders zu leisten.
Ich bin mir sicher, dass John Lennon diese Art von Fließgleichgewicht zwischen sich innerlich sammeln und liebevoll in der Welt sein gemeint hat.              


There`s a place (Lennon/Mccartney)

When https://soundcloud.com/dneye asked me for a track to play his fantastic guitars on, I brainstormed this 5/4 piece with odd chord set in order to make it difficult to him and thus get the best from his skills. After programming it, I added some organic solos (yep I played keys) to make it seem more friendly ;))))

And he... succeeded in the challenge, overcoming all my expectations !!!

Five by D'n'Eye: guitar1, guitar2, guitar3, guitar4, harp.
Five by E-Ruizzo: piano, bass, mellotron, organ, drums.

Hope you'll enjoy this our first post in the new year !!


High Five !! (with D'n'Eye)

Nowness

Music and things that might sound like music by Mat Ward. Noise Art/A  Piano and Bass Duet with Dani Kirby/A 50 plus member Art Ensemble called Then She Reaches The Gun/Deep Research Into Luigi Russolo and his Intonarumori .. thats just the stuff I post regularly : ) Thanks to everyone thats ever stopped by. Music is The Best!