Potrei sbagliarmi
Potrei ricordare male però 
Queste cose le ho già viste 
(le ho già viste) lo so 

Se non vado errato
Son passato varie volte qua
Una musica nota 
Mi suona sconosciuta 

Anche tu straniera del giorno
Amica della notte
Mi confondi coi tuoi mille volti
E il tuo profumo 

Sogno/realtà 
Dimmi tu che differenza 
(che differenza) fa
Una parte di me
Ha bisogno (bisogno) di te 

I miei occhi
Sfumature del cielo scrutano
È proprio vero o no 

La terra umida
Che tocco con le mie mani 
Ci sarà ci sarà domani 

Anche tu amica del giorno
Straniera della notte
Mi confondi coi tuoi mille volti
E il tuo profumo 

Sogno/realtà 
Come pagine di un libro
Letto per metà
Una parte di me
Ha bisogno (bisogno) di te 

Sogno/realtà 
Dimmi tu che differenza 
(che differenza) fa
Una parte di me
Ha bisogno (bisogno) di te


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Sogno

Temple of Us | Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Live Keyboard Jam | GOTH ROCK

Instruments: Keyboards, V-Synth, V-Drum Programming

Vocal Version coming soon!

Cover Art Design: Original Acrylic Painting, Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Music Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS IN CANADA





TEMPLE OF US M1 REKHA April 22nd 2023

Temple of Us

Temple of Us | Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Live Keyboard Jam | GOTH ROCK

Cast of characters:
Steve's Planet--@steve-vervaet—Steve—acustic guitar, vocals, lyrics, composition/arrangement

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman–Stephen–electric guitar, production, and mix

J.J. Terrell--@j-j-terrell—JJ—organ

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

Llanpsych–@llanpsych–Tez–electric guitar 

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1–Fender precision bass  


This song began as an acoustic guitar and vocals stem written and performed by Steve. He sent it to me, and I added the undulating staccato bass line, with the help of Ken's always well-suited drums. We went back and forth a couple of times, as is our process, until it clicked. Tez added some really dynamic leads and fills throughout, and Stephen filled in the rest of the electric guitar in a Keith/Ronnie kind of way, which is very tasteful. JJ then added some perfectly complimentary organ. Finally, Ken pleasantly surprised us with the low vocal harmonies, which were spot on. 
  Stephen also mixed and produced this one for us. He's brilliant behind the board, and we're lucky to have him aboard. This one came together in a matter of a relatively short period of a fortnight, which is rare for the Eclectic Collective. But, when something is hot and already put together, it comes quickly. We all hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed putting it together.

Lyrics:
Fallin’
Wandering aimless
Couldn’t shoot straight
No ability
Not much to say
There was no sign of me
Good times, bad times
Leaving out the sad times
Easily
That’s what they’re telling me
Mend or break
Looking over rooftops
Coming to a full stop
Suddenly
On a sad height
Raging endlessly
Breakline, beeline
Picking up the freeline
Easily
Follow my way
Leavin’ the fast lane
My- My mind is fallin’
When I think about, losing out
There’s no doubt, you started fallin’ x2
And I – I’ve been going my way
One more time, only today 2x
My- My mind is fallin’
When I think about, losing out
There’s no doubt, you started fallin’ x2

Fallin' (Steve's Planet with Eclectic Collective)

As a child growing up in Liverpool during the eighties, I witnessed first hand the struggles people had to endure because of the government’s neglect of our city. The government got away with neglecting its children, whilst Yosser and no doubt many like him had theirs taken away.

Yosser Hughes, the fictional character from Alan Bleasdale's incredible television series 'Boys from the Blackstuff', depicted a single father unable to find work whilst trying to look after his three children. 

The perception of Yosser back then, and probably still now is that he was a crazy, weak, and dangerous person. The reality though, is that Yosser’s behaviour was fuelled by many factors, not just povery, lack of work, and a broken relationship that we witness on screen.

Mental health awareness was zilch back then and most men today like Yosser find it impossible to talk about their struggles in life. This is largely due to the stigma of being perceived as weak. The only person he felt that he could open up to was a priest behind a veiled confessional box, who seemingly offered no help, support or guidance.

There will have been many traumatic events in Yossers life, all as a result of a cycle of poverty and lack of support and understanding that was generationally passed down. 

Yosser struggled on with his failing mental health, but clearly his love remained for his children. He kept looking for work, feeding his children, doing the best he could with what little he had. He like many was unfortunately doomed to succeed, and yet if he had been given help and support he could have brought his children up and been there for them. His wife, like Yosser just another casualty of the continuing cycle of victims, and sadly their children next.

Anyone struggling with their mental health should break free from the societal  stigma and speak to someone. You’re only human and can’t carry that weight alone. You are not alone and It’s ok to be vulnerable, it’s what makes us human. Just please ask someone for help!

Additionally, If you know someone who may be struggling with things, ask them if they want to talk, lend your ear, normalize their worries or concerns, and encourage them to seek help and support.

Thanks to Liverpool artist Mikey Gannon, for letting me use his artwork: http://ko-fi.com/mikeygannon

Yosser hughes

Yosser Hughes

I Wanna Be A Monkey

I NEVER PLAYED

Have you ever sensed the day as a glorious event to your life expectations
Have you ever sensed the day in a way that it matters only what you say

Demolish everyone you think he had played
I never played I never played

Have you ever sensed the night as a sheet of desires giving birth to light
Have you ever sensed the night in a way that your shadow always stay alongside

Demolish everyone you think he had played
I never played, I never played.

Guitar - Bill Barek
Vocals, Lyrics - Christos

TASCAM DR-100

I NEVER PLAYED -JAMMING ME AND BILL (Lyrics on Description)

‘Colorful crochet’ fisherman wanders the streets sipping a calyx staring blankly colorful crochet unknown a poster half torn with the portrait of a woman with close-fitting dress with calyx-shaped breasts breasts wanting to coming out he drops the calyx Busting red wine flows through the maze of sidewalk the wine activates the planet the planet begins to turn he puts the hands in the pockets tear the lining of the pockets a child shoots him with a plastic pistol and goes away jumping and laughing he faints into the liner of the pockets: the long corridors of dreams where tears come together in the wishing well where poets taste the sault the salt that breaks the chains of fear where the voice strips the shadows

Colorful Crochet - with Luciole Langevine in vocals - texte in description

Books of Worries - Tome after tome Remix

"Double o3"
U PERCUT ft NJ (Prod Gr33N KiD)
Tchik Tchak Records

Double o3 - U PERCUT ft NJ (Prod Gr33N KiD)

Another version of the song can be found on the album "Cabaret", under the name "Trapped in Shadows [Cabaret]."

[Verse]
I wake up cold, the night still near,
A home that crumbles year by year.
Mama’s hands are rough, she can't let go,
Of dreams she lost a lifetime ago.

[Chorus]
Round and round, we push the weight,
Running faster, but it's too late.
Built to suffer, we can’t break free,
Lost inside this tragedy.

[Verse]
Crowds scream loud, but I can’t hear,
Their cheers are just a mask for fear.
We sing the songs they wanna feel,
But every note is less than real.

The lights are bright, they burn my skin,
But emptiness is all within.
Another show, another day,
I’m just a shadow on display.

[Chorus]
Round and round, we push the weight,
Running faster, but it's too late.
Built to suffer, we can’t break free,
Lost inside this tragedy.

[Bridge]
The world’s on fire, but we survive.
I wonder if we’re truly alive.
They say the world is ours to make,
But how much more can one heart take?

[verse]
My brother’s got hunger in his eyes,
But no one hears the quiet cries.
 
[Chorus]
Round and round, we push the weight,
Running faster, but it's too late.
Built to suffer, we can’t break free,
Lost inside this tragedy.

Just a Shadow on Display [Edit]

guitar op.1 nº3

Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

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