Voyage To Joy: 33 Adventurous tracks from the SoundCloud community

The Smoking Trout continue our tale of the Quest for the Holy Dumpling. This time we're joined by our biggest crew yet! Stonerjazz (Jeff) got us started and somehow the whole process unfolded quite organically from there. TexMex Shaman (Stephen), Jo Richter, Tot (Masa), Jeff and Tea R Sea (Terry) are regularly recurring members of the band. We are happy to welcome Wivresse (Carine) and Neil Harding as new guest contributors. This was tons of fun as always, and a truly global collaboration spanning Japan, France, Germany, UK, and USA.

Stonerjazz (@user-911083679) --- Words, Vocals, Guitar (pt II)
TexMex Shaman (@texmex-shaman) --- Guitar (pt III)
Wivresse (@wivresse2) --- Xaphoon, Vocals, Water sounds & percussion
Tot. (@tot-beat) --- Drums,Bongo & main beat
Jo Richter (@sonic-textures) --- Thundersheet, Instrumental prelude & words (pt I)
Neil Harding (@user-484622070) --- Spoken word vocals (pt I)
Tea R. Sea (@tea_are_sea) --- Production, Synths (pt II), Sound effects (pt I)

Catch up on the Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a
Listen to the Land of Zed, Smoking Trout's debut album: on.soundcloud.com/WB34q

LYRICS

(Part I - Vocals by Neil Harding / Words by Jo Richter)

Those individuals on wheels had a hard time finding their feed. Hungry they were - for that special dumpling that connects you to anything pagans and believers alike deem holy. Although endowed with holgraphic properties, you can't walk on clouds unless they are numbered. They kept drifting upwards, therefore, slowly upwards until they hit the ceiling called Mars. Mars always happens to be where your head needs something to bump against. That's the nature of war.

(Part II - Words & Vocals by Stonerjazz)

It turned out
there was never any doubt
about
how it was gonna be

ya know it's hard sometimes
to get a grip
drifting in the corridors of time

everybody on the bus
runnin hard and hot
some of us holograms
except for Gus
he's an Alien from outer space
waiting for the rendezvous
at the window of the launch
in Oaxaca down in Mexico
Where the magic mushrooms grow

And his bus
a shuttle from the mother ship
disguised as a 1983 GMC
infinity
He's from another Galaxy
searching for the holy dumpling
just like you and me.

Hope we find that dumpling soon
maybe it's on the moon
traveling at the speed of light
we could get there sometime later on tonight

(Part III - Vocals by Wivresse)

Except for Gus (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #9)

Epic, Cinematic and Orchestral Music
Picture by jhantares
Franck C Production
Music by Franck Charles ©
ASCAP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b5vp_FXwNEg
Version 2024

Sandstorm

This track mixes electronica with bowls and the repetitive kick was made with a mandarin orange. Headphones recommended.
I wish I could do more music. A lot of changes happened in my life. 
Hope anyone can enjoy this music.

Never Ending

Credits: 
N.o.b.S. : guitar, bass, keyboards, drum production, mix and mastering

Voyage to the God of Destruction

Voyage to the God Of Destruction

We really hope that you enjoy this Jazz cover of a song written in 1938 composed by J Fred Coots. Lyrics by Haven Gillespie.
Jorg has added a fabulous Tenor Sax solo and jazzbacks provided a beautiful piano backing. Please go over to Jorgs page to listen to some more sensational music  @joerxworx

Sax by Joerxworx
Mixing by Joerxworx

You Go To My Head    (Ft Joerxworx )

“Beautiful Things”

Vocals & lyrics by @wild-christopher-lyrics.
Guitar: @angelo-annicchiarico-1

Beautiful morning
Beautiful day
There may be sunshine
There may be rain

I took a new road on my way to work today
I saw beautiful things
I saw beautiful things

Sometimes my life it tries to get so mundane
So given a choice between the numb 
I’ll embrace the pain

We are all terminal
You know it’s what they say
This life it’s incurable
It’s just a matter of the day

We all know this
But we choose not to believe
We exist in oblivion
We limit what we see

Sing off key
Live out of control
The best part of living
Is not knowing what tomorrow holds

Hold on to your loved ones
Or hold on to your gold
Cling to worldly possessions
Or fortify your homes

I saw a girl standing
She was standing alone
I stopped and said hello
When I left, she was all aglow

We don’t know the difference 
The difference we can make
The road you don’t go down
The chances you don’t take

Sometimes we trip
Sometimes we’ll take a fall
But I’d rather stumble then never know, 
never know at all

Sing off key
Sing out of control
The best part of living
Is not knowing what tomorrow holds

Beautiful morning
Beautiful day
There may be sunshine
There may be some rain

I took a new road 
On my way to work today
I saw beautiful things
I saw beautiful things

Music by Caedmon Rigby and Angelo Annicchiarico
Lyrics by Chris Barnett for Questionable Enterprises LLC. © 2024

Caedmon Rigby & Wild Christopher- Beautiful Things

While we wait for BARDS: Of The Shimmering Seraphs to finish physical production, in the meantime we are forging ahead with a new crop of songs for the next album. The next album will serve as a continuation of the oracle deck concept, featuring songs about "objects" - the first of which be this little song about the magical horn of the elusive and beautiful Aardvark Girl. It is also about a recently discovered strange dwarf planet at the farthest reaches of our solar system.

Gǃkúnǁʼhòmdímà  was discovered on 19 Oct 2007 at the Palomar observatory in California, at 9:09 UT. Gkunhomdima is a member of the extended scattered disc and is a trans-Neptunian object (TNO). Its orbit is inclined 23° off the ecliptic and is quite elliptical. It was knocked out of a normal orbit early in the history of the solar system, probably as Neptune migrated outward to its current position, which gives the high  inclination of Gkunhomdima’s orbit. However, there is no known orbital resonance with any other planetary body, except for its binary companion. Its ‘moon’, or secondary is called G!o’e !Hu (pronounced GOH ay KOO). Goeku means ‘horn’, or Oryx horn. And that takes us to a bit of mythology.

Gǃkúnǁʼhòmdímà is also the Beautiful Aardvark Girl of Juǀʼhoan mythology, who sometimes appears in the stories of other San peoples as a python girl or elephant girl; she defends her people and punishes wrongdoers using gǁámígǁàmì spines [devil’s thorn plant], a rain-cloud full of hail, and her magical oryx horn.

Drums and percussion, keyboards, backup vocals: R Thomas
Guitars, Mandolin, Melodica, Bass, Lead vocals, backup vocals: PS Perkins

LYRICS:
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Aardvark girl, come trumpet your horn
Bellow your clarion call
Summon your dark and impenetrable cloud
And let your hailstones fall

Are we just ants crawling around on the ground
Are we just termites in a crumbling mound

Scatter the poisoned thorns in their lane
May they tread upon those in their path
The stinging in their feet shall remind them
They’ll be dead before their next bath

Aardvark girl burrow down in your den
The night will be ending soon
The Oryx are gathered at the watering hole
And your face is in the moon

Are we just ants crawling around on the ground
Are we just termites in a crumbling mound
We are just ants crawling around on the ground
We are just termites in a crumbling mound

The Oryx of the Aardvark Girl

皆様、いつも本当にありがとうございます🙏🙏7月から私は少しだけお休みさせて頂きます。皆様の健康と幸せな毎日を祈っております😄😄6月中に100曲を目指したのですが、無理でした・・悔しい(笑)。

すべての友人に本当に感謝しております！

Thank you so much everyone for your continued support🙏🙏I will be taking a short break from July. I wish everyone good health and happy days😄😄I aimed for 100 songs by the end of June, but I couldn't do it...I'm disappointed (lol).

Thank you so much to all my friends!

Thank you

JOY FEAT

This song Began as a very Nice progressive/swing  tune titled "A Mood of Two" created by the Furico music Team and one of my favorites of theirs, several years ago-- Teth Sin (Mick) decided to do a collab/remix and asked me to supply some lyrics--i had some in the can from a song Called "Beloved Sisters of the storm" 
So Mick Masterfully put this Beautiful Progessive Swing tune together with all of us and honored me by naming it after lyrics in the Song--and has graciously allowed me to release it on my Page though It got major play, just in case you missed this brilliant tune, here it is--Cheers:)

lyrics

i don't think i'm going home, this thing won't leave me alone..I've got fragments of the sun and moon imbedded in the core of my cerebral stem.. and of course there is that key That's allegedly buried in this pile of sacred rocks in space that supposedly unlocks the gate that holds the dog and holds the bone and blocks the path that takes me home.

Check yourself, what are you feeling at the present moment..Some times i can feel the giant moving slightly in it's sleep.. just like Vishnu dreaming high in the mountain valleys of the mighty Himalayas.

The tiny silver thread, transcendent of the reckless life we led, A raging river way down below. The moment when you finally realize it's finally time to go..
oh beloved sister's of the Storm, thank you for appearing in your human form

what could i do, what could i say, i guess i thought that i was on my way to another nervous breakdown..The taste of life so sweet upon our tongues, We were Gods when we were young...

The Mighty Himalayas-with Teth Sin & The Furico Music Team

Midnight Racing

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ background Rhythm. Fender Electric Bass. Full Drum kit set.

Bluez at Home

Ream Dream

Indie psych
Cosmic Keanu. Vocals & lyrics.

https://on.soundcloud.com/TRM1XWRDdYTVgNzi8

Find the Truth

In the search for truth
Where do we turn?

Is anything
new Under the sun?

Why can’t we be satisfied
with enough?

Endlessly pursue our
increasing desire

As the candle burns ever
lower with time

[chorus]
And all of this
is sand beneath our feet
A faded photograph,
a fading memory

The ear is never filled
by endless learning

There’s no memory left
Of earlier things

[chorus]

And, what remains
When we close our eyes?

Is anything there
beyond endless night?

Even legends die
Stars fall from the sky
The Truth never lies
God is only light

I have you seen enough
to believe

Once you’ve seen the Truth
You can’t unsee

Ask in His name, and it’s given
to you

Seek and you will find,
find the Truth

Find the Truth. Cosmic Keanu (vocals

A downtempo, ambient soundtrack, exploring the subtle nature of things...
Sometimes we take things and people for granted.
Sometimes we scatter our energy too far
And fail to appreciate that which is closest to us..
Things get dirty / broken / cracked from lack of care
And before you know it, that prize you once valued has become something ugly.
Sometimes neglect hurts more than a person will show...
They will just turn their back,
Walk away
And disappear quietly from your life.
No drama,
No words,
Just silence. 
🖤

Like a piece of slow decay
Slow
Decay

You can't lose what you don't have
You can't lose what you don't have anyway

Slow
Decay

Available for download here 💿
https://scratchkelly.bandcamp.com/track/were-square

Watch the video here
https://youtu.be/elwfGBrT0_U

White Noise

We're Square

Download

Battle Fields

SitnThere

nobody , nowhere

Nobody , Nowhere

Life Cycles

Recording sessions from 12/10/2023 - 19/01/2024.

MUSIC FOR FILM – ❤️🕊️🙏

presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
________________________________________________________________________
- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite,   Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
- #Ambient #Movies #Experimental 
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❤️🕊️🙏

INTRO_2

INTRO 2 - ❤️🕊️🙏 - MUSIC FOR FILM – ❤️🕊️🙏

Je pars en Seine et je m’étonne
D’être un galet trop monotone.
J’ricoche sur l’eau de quelques mètres
Et tout à coup les bonds s’arrêtent.
Je descends dans les profondeurs
D’une douche froide qui m’fait pas peur.

Je pars en Seine, c’est une manie
Pour partager le même lit.
Du haut du pont, celui du Zouave
Je me balance pour faire le brave.
Plongeon piqué, tête la première
Je vais mourir par manque d’air.

Je pars en Seine, dans le bouillon
D’un liquide trouble qui n’sent pas bon
Boire cette tasse lavée d’égout
Devrait avoir un mauvais goût
Ces intentions pas ordinaires
Font que ma peau ne vaut pas chère.

Je pars en Seine et je suis fou
D’être attiré par les remous
Quand mes humeurs sont passagères
Je cherche les fleuves ou les rivières
J’me d’mande parfois où ai-je la tête,
Il n’y a pas qu’moi que çà inquiète

Je pars en Seine et je me noie,
Le bateau mouche à chaque fois
Me sort de l’eau et me repêche,
Et à nouveau que je me sèche.
Me laissera-t-il un jour au fond
M’amuser avec les poissons ?
Me laissera-t-il un jour au fond
M’amuser avec les poissons ?
Me laissera-t-il un jour au fond
M’amuser avec les poissons

JE PARS EN SEINE (Le mal de vivre)

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