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Down The Erie Rhodes

Lullaby orchestral (berceuse)(original soundtrack of "ALLO")

This music has be been edited and mastered from an upload several years ago that needed new light shined upon it.  I hope you enjoy.

Someone Time Forgot (remastered)

Cast of characters:
Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea -- Terry – Synthesizers, beats, composition
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Top T Classic
 electric wah guitar, mix, and production
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- Yamaha Genos 2 electric piano, tambourine, and triangle
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1– Custom five-string fretless bass

This song started as a basic, yet melodically very strong composition by Terry involving him playing a synthesizer over a beat he created. He first shared it with Stephen, as they are regular collaborators in their project, Texas Tea, which are worth checking out on both of their pages, as well. Stephen then turned it over the the Eclectic Collective to work our magic on it.
  Josh was first up to the plate with this one, adding his deep, five string fretless bass to Terry's rudimentary beat. Ken was next up, however, adding the driving drum beat you hear, for which he used Terry's beat as a template and augmented a full kit sound to it. Stephen followed Ken, adding his striking wah guitar part to the whole thing. Tez was up soon after with his searing guitar soloing towards the end. Last, but certainly not least, JJ added the soulful electric piano you hear giving it a funk throughout, as well as the tambourine and the cool triange dings. 
  Now that it was in the bag, we decided to ask Stephen to produce and mix it for us, which he did in his typical expert fashion, as well as the doing the mastering, too.
  This is our holiday offering to all our fans, friends, colleagues, and peers. While it's not particularly a holiday song, it's a good display of where we are musically, and shows some of the flavor we want to add in the new year. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it. Happy holidays to you, and many happy returns!

Tree Tops (Eclectic Collective featuring Tea R. Sea)

a palindrome. a fever dream.  the cats have tired of their own food, and their eyes have turned towards mine.

*and they got my snacks https://www.youtube.com/shorts/8AYJDTzXeYQ

bass guitar, piano, beatbox and vocals by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman)

 ~3s loop taken from "my cats" https://soundcloud.com/lil-spaceman/mycats

although never on soundcloud previously, this was released on a multi artist compilation on july 18th, 2013 > > https://fagashrecords.bandcamp.com/album/sizzling-summer-sounds-disk-one

these cats aren't liking it (and they got my snacks)

Demain peut-être
L'éveil de l'espèce (Neal Donald Walsh)
aujourd'hui plus que jamais nous sommes amenés à prendre conscience d'un changement imminant dans nos fonctionnements, la planète souffre de nos erreurs et il est maintenant temps de tous se rassembler pour un avenir plus prometteur et en paix, car nous sommes tous liés, Mi Taku Oyasin en Amérindien.
Quelques auteurs qui m'ont beaucoup aidés à mieux comprendre, quoi faire :
Jamie Sams, Don Miguel Ruiz.JR, James Riedfield, Dr Deepak Choppra, Eckart Toll, Frederic lenoir, Tom Hartmann, Daniel Meurois...

Paroles :
De nouveau, je déambule dans les vieilles rues et ruines polluées de ce monde
Comme aspiré dans l’engrenage, par l’attraction obligatoire de l’entonnoir
Pour me sentir encore plus à l’aise, plus authentique, sur mes paupières, j’ai mis du noir
C’est sûr, un jour j’en aurait marre, au cas où, je vais alors de ce pas, remplir mon réservoir

Mais que faut-il de nouveau, de moins ou de plus, dix milles prophètes ?
Pour avouer ou reconnaître que sans éveil depuis toujours inlassablement, tout se répète
Alors peut-être un jour tous ensemble accepter, sentir l’urgence de faire enfin marche arrière
Cherchant où ressentant au plus profond de nous, l’univers, peu à peu se rappeler, en redécouvrant la lumière 

C’est une vraie technologie bidon, sans amour, l’intelligence artificielle, l’obsolescence, les addictions, sont des mirages, un enfer
Les fleuves, les rivières, les océans, la source de vie saccagés sans respect, un mystère
8 milliards d’êtres humains, quelques robots, sommes-nous maintenant asses nombreux sur terre ?
Ou bien comptons nous vraiment sur les enfants pour assumer, combler ce vide, l’observateur et l’inventaire ?

C’est une quête qui deviendra bientôt essentiel, universel
Les guerres, la famine, les épidémies enfin bref, tout ce bordel, cruel et sans cervelles
Notre si belle planète bleue a vraiment besoin de soutien, un grand coup de nettoyage de printemps
De fée, d’elfes, de lutins, de gnomes, des êtres évolués qui ont su traverser l’espace et l’infini du temps

Avec le temps, apparemment trop serré, je n’rentre plus dans la cage
Aussi j’espère que vous me comprendrez, pardonnerez mes écarts, mes folies car j’ai volontairement coupé le lien, en libérant l’otage
L’autre soir j’ai très bien senti monter l’agonie, puis l’orage 
Ce fut une question de vie ou de mort
Prisonnier dans les rouages, je voulais juste encore une fois tourner la page

Prise de conscience, demain peut-être, je serai assez clair, je ne ferai plus semblant, sans illusion, j’aurai sans doute perdu la tête
Je viendrais chez toi te chercher, oui tu me reconnaîtras, je serai libre et nu, avec une dette, une lettre
Je te dirai combien je t’aime et je souffre, à ce moment-là, précis, je cesserai de paraître
Ici et maintenant, devenu cher à tes yeux, désormais seulement, alors, je pourrai être.

Demain peut être

A live recording from around 1983,when Alien were a very popular local band It's from an old cassette tape, so the sound is pretty bad but does improve as it goes along.
 Alien were: Vocals.  Derek Storey ... Guitar. Ronnie Anderson ... Bass. Terry (Tex) Flynn ... Drums. Kenny Mckie (me). Sadly, I am the only surviving member of the band.
There is a studio recording of one of the tracks on YouTube and spotify ... Alien. Could Have Done Better ... NEAT RECORDS

Alien  Live, from the early 1980s

the mirror is broken
some say that's a token
now bad things will happen

can't you see that it grows?
don't you think that it's gross?
do something about it

I would be embarrassed
and I would do my best
to hide myself well

well, the mirror is ...

the mirror is broken
and some say that's a token
now bad things will happen

you once were so pretty
this is such a pity
it's pretty disgusting

it's right there on your nose
it resembles my toe
that's the one with the fungus

...

and god only knows
it won't be just gross
maybe an explosion

I think you should leave us
I'll pay you for the bus
you know that we love you

The Mirror Is Broken

 I recorded this in 2018. 
 Author and Singer: Anthony Rocca.

Amor Bipolar.

'oracles'
Ultrasonic Pest Repellent: drums, bass, guitar
Scotty: lyrics, vocals
Gems: backing vocals

Well, the wind is pickin' up,
and the sea is gettin' rough.
Midday has turned to dusk,
and we're feelin' Iike we're fucked.
Yet, still, we can't get enough
'cause somehow we get some love
for spillin' out our guts
about each time we've been fucked,
and each time that we have fucked,
and each time we've lost our trust,
and each time we've showed disgust
each time we treat time with fuss.
Each time, every time, we must
treat each time like we're in lust.
Otherwise, each time will pass and we'll 
have lost each time. For what? 

Absolutely nothing, baby.
Do you trust me? Yes or maybe?
Don't be shy, babe, come persuade me.
Spill it out, now, don't be angry.
I just want you. You're my baby.
Learned to trust you. You've regained me.
Fear to love you. Yes, it pains me.
Still, I'll fuck you. You'll repay me. 

Somehow I still feel this is right.
And I can't put up no more fight.
If this consumes me, then so be it.
We'll be in movies, or some 'd' skit. 

I'm just kiddin'.
I'm just joshin'.
Why fuss hauntin'
all my dreams when
you're just kiddin',
and just joshin'.
You're just hauntin'
my dreams because you can. 

Why you gotta fuck with me? 

I'm gonna take hold of you.
Throttle your neck until you're blue.
Don't think once that this dude
won't make you swallow what you've chewed.

oracles (with Ultrasonic Pest Repellent)

"Vitamin C"

https://soundcloud.com/humanfobia
The original track belongs to   latest album: "Vampire Mortuorie" the title of the song is: Separacion De La Realidad
/// Lyrics:
Cuerpos Fragmentados, Cuerpos en la oscuridad
Sentimientos descontrolados
Separación de La Realidad
Conexión con otras dimensiones
con sacrificios de adoración

Con los entes oscuros me sumerjo en la pasión
Cuerpos Fragmentados
Consciencias y energías del bajo astral
Las entidades dimensionales son mi elección

Cuerpos Fragmentados, Cuerpos en la oscuridad
Sentimientos descontrolados
Separación de La Realidad

noxpox - separacion de la realidad (vocals by Mist Spectra of Humanfobia)

This is a track from my album BOOTY FROM DUMMYLAND, a speckled collection of moody stuff - sometimes just musical sketches, demos, or spontaneous improvisations, sometimes more elaborated pieces.

Nightlife Undercover

I Was Right About You

Above (2025) Remastered

“Tome of Stars” is a 100 sonnet journey, equal parts art, therapy journal, and exorcism, both a celebration and an elegy, a single narrative arc tracing the birth and death of a relationship. All poetry by Stargazer. The verse and accompanying synthetic art and music are public domain, CC0, with no restrictions on use. Nothing is monetized. See below for links on how to access the print, PDF, audio, ePub, video, and music files. 
Website: https://www.tomeofstars.net/

The fifth Item of “Tome of Stars”, “Quixotosis”, marks the poet’s transformation into a sustained state of paradox with an enduring condition of impractical idealism born not from naive delusion but from its aftermath. Emerging from the frozen void of “Anemochory“, these sixteen poems depict a fractured self that has ceased resisting its nature, accepting permanent separation from the beloved while continuing to orbit her in love without expectation (and in the end, without hope) of return.

This sonnet intertwines fantasy and physicality, myth and memory, divine presence and human loss. It opens in visionary awe, as the poet recounts a near theophany of his beloved Stargirl, casting her as an ungraspable light, more archetype than individual. Through metaphor and reverence, the beloved is elevated into a spiritual or even cosmological phenomenon. Yet this sublime union is torn apart by the speaker’s own flaws and mortal corruption, which drives her away in a fall from grace and a return to spiritual distance. Despite the loss and the speaker’s descent into ruin, the final couplet affirms a defiant act of devotion: he engraves her secret name on a band of adamant, mythical references suggesting an eternal vow and memory preserved in something unbreakable. The poem thus becomes both a lament and a consecration, portraying love as a fleeting divine visitation whose impact, though tragic, is immortalized in reverent remembrance.

The poem does not simply recount a memory of love, but dramatizes the impulse to transmute that memory into an enduring form, crafted not only in verse, but in metal, symbol, and private ritual. The creation of the ring is portrayed as simultaneously magical, romantic, and tragic, affirming the beloved’s absence even as it resists erasure. The poet still carries the ring in daily life, although he rarely wears it, wary of misinterpretation or intrusion.

There is a subtle allusion here to Gandalf’s counsel in “The Lord of the Rings“, that magic rings are best left unworn. Like the Elven rings that captivate without corrupting, this one bears no evil sorcery, yet its enchantment lies in memory: her names engraved in metal, her essence preserved through art, the very object functioning as a reliquary of longing. It holds not just remembrance, but a haunting: a channel through which the beloved’s spirit returns, not as healing, but as suspension. The ring becomes a paradox: a flame that guards the beauty of love while arresting transformation, a light akin to the Silmarils that is sacred, radiant, and perilous. It consoles even as it consumes, offering an echo of the divine that sanctifies the soul but denies it rest.

***********
Lyrics

A glowing portal split the trembling air,
Through which descended beauty never known.
A fairy, angel, goddess—I’d not dare
Define this light that claimed me as her own.

She whispered magic, shared her secret name,  
A sound like stardust dancing through soft nights.  
In mortal tongue, my Stargirl, filled with flame,  
Was title forged in passion’s holy rite. 

Rank, grievous bane! Vile cancer swilling love!
Hell’s hooks abduct the damned from heaven’s gate. 
She fled my stain to purity above;
I fell to ruin, cursing our foul fate.

Yet on a band of adamant refined,
I seared her name, its sanctity enshrined.

***********

Internet Archive
Book of sonnets:
https://archive.org/details/tome-of-stars/

Music downloads:
Bandcamp: https://stargazer-elentirmo.bandcamp.com/


Ring

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
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Lullaby orchestral (berceuse)(original soundtrack of "ALLO")

philippe blanc - composer

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