cool jazzy funky spacey retro vibe, and cool cryptic lyrics, dig it!!!

outstanding, classic sounds, mix, well done

cool songwriting stylistics - quirky with a becker/fagan charm

Has a cool Talking Heads type feel.  Like it

Adventurous, like an early 'Talking Heads' song.

WHEN A BATH IS NOT ENOUGH

MIRAGE

OKTOPIA presents: Colliding Galaxies

Beats, Samples & Synths: Dan C E Kresi
Guitar: The Shire Bairn Project

More from Dan here:

on.soundcloud.com/7OQeMYQ0zsp4dsjsdv

Colliding Galaxies

This Is A HybridTrack..  First track made with FL25 And Suno...  

What Is Wrong With The World

jigs T is not responsible for any kind of brain damage , listen at your own risk 😂

stimulants

Erft Delta Blues Jam

This is an alternate version of this song which was originally released by The Eclectic Collective in October of 2024. Thank you for giving it another listen!! 

Cast of Characters:

Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – bass, guitar, synth, main drums, percussion, composition, production and mix

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–  electric sitar

Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ and electric piano

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – traditional gourd form body sitar and lap steel



New String Theory (The Eclectic Collective) remastered July of '25

Glory

Cast of characters:
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — Ovation guitar, lead vocals, lyrics, and compostion
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
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST timbale, production editing
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – electric piano and synth
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Telecaster HSS electric guitrar
This song began as Carl's tribute poem to our drummer, Ken. Carl came up with the chord progression and started a project, to which he invited the rest of us. This is the third song Eclectic Collective has done that is a tribute by Carl to one of our members.  We couldn't feel more honored than to be the subjects of his wild and boundless creativity.
  Fittingly, Ken was first in line to add his magnificent drums. Once we had drums, Josh had something to work with to add his bass, which he did shortly after the drums were up. Mark paid the project a visit next, helping out with a bit of production editing, and dropping in a mad percussion solo using his VST timbale drums. Stephen jumped in soon after, adding the melodic electric guitar riffs that appear throughout. Not to be outdone, JJ added some sonically thickening electric piano, as well as the throwback psychedelic synth that pops up towards the end. Finally, Tez came along and added the electrifying solo that appears about a third of the way in, as well as the one at the end. 
  Once the recording was finished, we turned it over to Stephen to mix in his always professional manner. 
  This song is all about our very talented teammate and brother, Ken, and it is well deserved, too. As mentioned, this is the third song from Carl about one of us. It's hard to describe the feeling of having someone who you respect take the time and energy to think about you in such a positive way as to produce a song about you. Then to have all your buddies join in to amplify it to a solid song is just mind-blowing. We are all very grateful to Carl for not only sharing his music with us, but for his thoughtful consideration of each of us as subjects. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.
Original lyrics by The Perfect Dark:
Karakoram human
You decorate good future
As many lose their Gods
You stand tall as suture

Rhythmic mountain maestro
Each day, graft, working hard
So kids can eat
Bruised back sees very best of yard

Still, beats get born of evenings
Deep love finds joules to jam
May generation X soothe meaning
Let's teach the younger pussies what we can

To Ken, from pen, to page, to Music
To friends, Now is when, Good sage soup soothes us
Honest and brave, To Jesus he save
Kudos our maestro of percussive wave

Karakoram human
You decorate good future
As many lose their Gods
You stand tall as suture
Sticks in hand
Cymbals a floating
Snare and bass backbone gland
Tom'ed Ringo Star man keep quoting
Keep life steady paced by hand

To Ken, from pen, to page, to Music
To friends, Now is when, Good sage soup soothes us
Honest and brave, To Jesus he save
Kudos our maestro of percussive wave



Rhythmic Mountain (Eclectic Collective)

Mahan Mahan is responible for the orchestration and mix(coverart)
TexMex Shaman on electric guitar and Mastering(coverart)
the poem and voice by stonerjazz(coverart)
 
the nature of their being by jeff gardiner 

 ponder and ponder if you wanna
speculations bout meanings and measures and structure
of time and the present
and yet it remains completely unknown
made no dent in the fabric
of monstrous illusion
collusion of unseen forces
nibbling away with whispers
while meekly we, perish, never knowing
what we're feeding
believers believing bleeding rivers of remorse
and of course, the horses don;t ponder for a moment
the nature of their being--

The Nature of their Being-with TexMex Shaman and Mahan💀Mahan

Somewhat doom-laden reflection of the prospect....but cheering up, it may never come down to a rogue algorithm sparking it all off!! Hooray!......
Blues track:
Synth; Tenor saxes; Soprano saxes; flutes; alto flutes(bridge); oboes; clarinets (bass parts).
Beats and explosions c/o Garageband.

Pic. 'Silicon Cities' by Heiko Hellwig c/o Pinterest

Algorithmic - Armageddon Blues

Being originally a very short & simple song I wrote about a traumatic event (translated lyrics below), I have been working separately on verses and refrain, then trying new ways to combine and glue them.

So, aware of changing moods along, most with tambourine in hands ;)

Free download to whom decodes the morse message !!!

Letra / Lyrics:

MI ALBORNOZ HA DESAPARECIDO  /  MY BATHROBE HAS DISAPPEARED

¿Quién sabe a dónde ha ido?  /  Who knows where it has gone?
¿Quién estará conmigo  /  Who will be with me
las noches en que tenga frío?  /  the nights when I feel cold?

Mi albornoz ha desaparecido.  /  My bathrobe has disappeared.

Después de lo que hemos vivido,  /  After all that we lived,
¿quién sabe porqué se ha ido?  /  who knows why it has gone away?
Dios sabe cuánto le he querido…  /  God knows how much I have loved it …

Mi albornoz ha desaparecido.  /  My bathrobe has disappeared.

ER32FI02 - RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

Mi Albornoz (Ha desaparecido)

Bellatrix Jungle

I Don't make overproduced shit. This is My Own Style Self Produced

@psychometal @psychosmoker @followersofpsychometal
======= Lyrics ========
fuck this shit - lie
you are trash - die
feel like i'm - done
i won't save - none 
blood that drips - down
don't make a - sound
take your shit - back
i don't need -  that
this is your - life
use it up - nice
show me your - pain
does it feel - good
we don't have - time
step back in - line
sun does not - shine
darkness is - fine
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i don't care
what ever they say
it wont change my way
it's all to late

i don't care
what ever you say
it wont change my way
it's all to late
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reap what you - sow
deep down be - low
watch as you - go
death will come - slow
take a look - back
i don't like - that
this is so - bad
make you feel - sad
drugs won't kill - you
take them feel - good
it is your - choice
use your loud - voice
bad luck black - cat
take this have - that
now it's so - dark
just like your - heart
-------------------------------

i don't care
what ever they say
it wont change my way
it's all to late

i don't care
what ever you say
it wont change my way
it's all to late
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SOLO
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i don't care
what ever they say
it wont change my way
it's all to late

i don't care
what ever you say
it wont change my way
it's all to late


i don't care
what ever they say
it wont change my way
it's all to late

i don't care
what ever you say
it wont change my way
it's all to late
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P.M.

Stop Me

Whatever you Say

Whatever You Say

Clip at https://youtu.be/7WgYneYwvrM

The end is a beginning

Superheated by the sun
you ventured out on the street.
Got suckered into
another tourist trap,
hell yeah!

I heard you stated taking pills
and went on the road with the gypsies.
I understand life
became a bit too predictable.
hey hey.

The end is a beginning

slide into the C-suite
with your corporate executive connections:
Can you smell the forest
after the rain?
Oh please.

On a day like this,
We cal always imagine
being on a road,
to the Next Unknown.
Who needs Jet Travel
When you got feet?

21st of May 2020

Snow Songs

Bandcamp

The End Is A Beginning

Seems relevant!    

Soap and Water Day                      2020 Janine Levinson

Is it Friday or a Monday?               
Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Sunday?
Are there flowers on the hill?              
Is the sky above me still?
All these questions never answered 
The present and the past are mixing  
Future out my window like a fata morgana
No you can’t go out to play! 
‘Cause It’s a soap and water day

Is it really 2020?        
Should I sleep or should I wake?
Lonely in a land of plenty            
Looking for a hand to shake

All this longing never answered 
Present and the past are melting
Looking out my window at mountain of molehills

No I can’t go out to play! 
‘Cause It’s a soap and water day

Disinfect me              
Strip me of my mortal sin
All this trouble to make me whole and clean again

Is it Friday or a Monday? 
Missing you with all my soul
Plant a flower for me someday
And let me know you’re okay

No I can’t go out to play! 
‘Cause It’s a soap and water day

Soap And Water Day

Listen to St. Clement while watching Lance Mountain skateboard in the 1984 skateboarding film, The Bones Brigade Video Show here: https://www.facebook.com/couchkingpresents/videos/715433375670753/

I had been really wanting to make new music with Calebass. I have been making a lot of songs that lean more heavily toward hip hop the last couple years and felt like heading back toward the direction of my earlier years on SoundCloud. Luckily Calebass was willing and ready and the music flowed easily and steadily. Jon did an amazing job adding an element of jazz with his bass and Janine really awakened the psychedelic spirit and Age of Aquarius with her vocals. It was extra bonus to have both Sinfields participate in this song making this a real SC family affair. Lyrically, I was inspired by the children’s book, Ox-Cart Man, which I love, and all the felt mouse toys I recently made for my cat at my daughter’s request. 

Thanks for all your years of listening everyone!

This is dedicated to the joys of making things at home.

Calebass: Guitars and Song Image / Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Janine Levinson: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson 
Alex Collett Sinfield: Saxaphone
https://soundcloud.com/alex_collett_sinfield 
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Felt
Of natural fibers  
Pelt 
Nature’s the provider  

Sheep and goats and muskoxen
Wool and cashmere qiviut 
Nothing that’s a toxin only
Simply as god giveth
Dyes of plants and insects 
Cochineal that’s rich and intense
I light up the incense 
As you gather up our projects
Single felting needle
Scissors from the cupboard
We are crafting peoples
Churning our own butters

Lalalalalalala
Lalalala
Lalalalalalala
Lalalala

Saint Clement fleeing from his city
Felted wool upon his blistered piggies

Accidentally felted 
From moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks 
Accidentally felted 
From the moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks

I dry skins in my oven 
Till the thin fur turns 
Orange summon 
Urnamman as smoke drifts to heaven
Waking up the legends battling 
Over bragging rights to the origins 
The color of carrot  
Felt hoods dyed and blocked 
To make hats 
I inhale the vapors  
And see the stories come to life 
As a small white cat adhered to a board 
Acts out the dreams of a young child bored 
In a mad scene 
Of scientists looking for a vaccine 
To score points for the lord of carotene 
Off with his head

Calebass, Jon Lock, Janine Levinson, Alex and Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - St. Clement

Comments & ideas for collaborations appreciated. 
Instruments: violin, mandoline, acoustic, bass and electric guitars, harmonica, tin whistle, darbuka, sansula, roland synthesizers. 
Recording with Cubase Elements 11 

Recommending these inspiring musicians: 

https://soundcloud.com/the-plugs ;  https://soundcloud.com/pleudoniem ;  https://soundcloud.com/markjbennett ; 
https://soundcloud.com/dan-lockhart ; 
https://soundcloud.com/julsy ; 
https://soundcloud.com/houckjt ; 
https://soundcloud.com/tante-meli .

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

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