Some of my Soundcloud Favourites #211

To The Victor, The Spoils

MEGA MIX   19.03.24

Shock the Algorithm

Related tracks: Anthology Act V       (Smokey Robinson)

Related tracks: Cracks In The Surface | Carlos Vivanco & GrevusAnjl

Related tracks: Colors

Related tracks: Streamline Light

Related tracks: Poetry Of Winter Pale Light (Damga & HyLGZ22)

Related tracks: JIM ANDERS _Zwanni

Hotels Humans | T-Bone Gregory | HOTELS

FireSticks

The peregrine falcon (Falco peregrinus) if you have not had the opportunity to see it in a falconry exhibition or similar, it is not that it is enormous. With its 50 cm high, one meter wide and around a kilo in weight, this bird of prey does not stand out excessively for its corpulence, especially if we compare it with eagle owls or eagles. However, this apparent smallness does not prevent it from being a true live air-to-air missile that goes into action the moment it hunts its prey.
The living missile called the Peregrine Falcon

The human being, despite having established himself as the king of nature, the truth is that, compared to the other 37.57 km/h that Usain Bolt achieved when he broke his world record for the 100 m dash with 9.58 seconds . And it is that, in a matter of speed, there is one that is capable of leaving any racing car at the level of bitumen with its 389 km/h: the peregrine falcon.
The peregrine falcon (Falco peregrinus) if you have not had the opportunity to see it in a falconry exhibition or similar, it is not that it is enormous. With its 50 cm high, one meter wide and around a kilo in weight, this bird of prey does not stand out excessively for its corpulence, especially if we compare it with eagle owls or eagles. However, this apparent smallness does not prevent it from being a true live air-to-air missile that goes into action the moment it hunts its prey.
The living missile called the Peregrine Falcon
An air-to-air missile,and the great Dave lombardo Recording of his tours around the world giving live drum classes available on YouTube

Ducks, seagulls, pigeons, starlings, quails... but above all pigeons, are the candidates to be part of the peregrine falcon's daily lunch, which it hunts in a surprisingly lethal way thanks to its extreme speed, impossible for its birds to reach. dams. The hawk technique, which harnesses the acceleration rate of gravity, is surgical as well as deadly.
This small raptor, which feeds almost exclusively on birds, searches for its prey in mid-flight. The falcon, at cruising speed, is already capable of flying at around 100 km/h, which already makes it one of the fastest birds. However, when it detects prey with its large, penetrating eyes, the peregrine falcon folds its wings and launches itself into its free-falling prey.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkmDKswh1PA

ROCK METAL 2

THE MISSILE FALCON

THE MISSILE FALCON   (METALIZADO & DAVE LOMBARDO ) JAZZ  METAL free download, share my art

Tenjiku(Free Download)

wake up wake up wake up dave

fly away with me, fly away with me
to yellow kid paradise
wake up wake up everybody’s going up 
wake up wake up come away with me
to yellow kid paradise 

went to sleep and i died in a dream,
never woke up not as bad as it seems
cuz we won’t grow old,
no dad no nanny, no master no mum
granny's always there with a sweet sugar plum
or a penny for a song
so open your heart and close your eyes
i'm gonna’ give you a big surprise 
in paradise, yellow kid paradise

wake up wake up everybody’s going up
wake up wake up everybody’s going up

we don’t get sick and we don’t wear ties
it’s always saturday in paradise 
we don’t wear shoes, we just eat pies
nobody walks cuz everybody flies
in paradise.

so open your heart and close your eyes
you’re gonna’ get a big surprise 
in paradise, yellow kid paradise

wake up wake up everybody’s going up
wake up wake up everybody’s going up

was born asleep and i died in a dream,
never woke up not as bad as it seems
so open your heart and close your eyes
you’re gonna’ get a big surprise 
in paradise, in kid paradise, yellow kid paradise

fly away with me, to yellow kid paradise
run away run away run away
…….
produced & performed by kid otari
written by naldo & guillaume
keyboards by guillaume & ricardito
drums by greek god Yannis
guitars by naldo

remastered by guillaume & blitz recording, san diego
Kid Paradise+RL synth

Kid Paradise

Restored ━dans les bois de Gladys

Rekha - Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars | Motion X - Synthesizers, Hand Pan 
Music composed by Rekha & Motion X | Mix & Mastering by Motion X 
Shiva Abode Video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gN08_aKD_Q
This is a collaboration in which I provided a backing track that Rekha transformed into a beautiful expression of universal peace & healing. 
Experience the Music of REKHA - @rekha-iyern-fe 
REKHA YouTube - www.youtube.com/c/REKHAIYERNFE 
REKHA Bandcamp - https://rekhaiyernfe.bandcamp.com/
REKHA Web - www.rekhamilkyocean.com/

Shiva Abode  
We need to return back to 
Where it all started
 In the creation of OM

We need to return to
 Where it all started
 In the creation of OM

Into the Shiva Abode 
Abode, Abode 
Om Shanti Om

Ah…Ah…Ah… 
Ah…Ah…Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Om… 
Ah…Ah…Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Om
 Oh…Om…Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah 
Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah

We need to return to
 Back to where it all started 
In the creation of OM

Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah… 
Om…

Credits: 
Music & Lyrics/Narration by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Ambient Electric Guitars by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] 
Music Composed & Produced by Motion X, Final Mixing & Mastering by Motion X in the USA

Shiva Abode

YouTube Video

LES IMPREVUS MALENCONTREUX

Please visit the following link and listen to the latest collaborated version.
https://soundcloud.com/david-marconi-917184705/a-shade-of-blue-revisited-collaboration?si=f76ff153884b45738e4f2c6cbd97742d&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Just me having a little fun playing the blues.
Guitar instrumental by David Marconi

Aroused from Slumber

A Shade of Blue - Legacy Demo Version

Art Expressed in Music – Vincent's Imagination
December 2023
Duration: 2:50
Listen to the Playlist: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting: The Starry Night (cropped)
Vincent Willem van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890) was a Dutch Post-Impressionist painter who is among the most famous and influential figures in the history of Western art. In just over a decade he created approximately 2100 artworks, including around 860 oil paintings, most of them in the last two years of his life.  Only one of his paintings was known by name to have been sold during his lifetime.  In the aftermath of the December 23rd, 1888 breakdown that resulted in the self-mutilation of his left ear, Van Gogh voluntarily admitted himself to the Saint-Paul-de-Mausole lunatic asylum on May 8th, 1889.  During the year Van Gogh stayed at the asylum in Saint-Rémy-de-Provence, the prolific output of paintings he had begun in Arles continued.  During this period, he produced some of the best-known works of his career, including the “The Starry Night”.  Van Gogh had the subject of a blue night sky dotted with yellow stars in mind for many months before he painted the picture.  Some of the elements, such as the mountains in the distance and the existence of the village are true to the view van Gogh would have seen from his window; meanwhile, many other parts, such as the church, are imagined.  Van Gogh wrote to Theo: "It would be so simple and would account so much for the terrible things in life, which now amaze and wound us so, if life had yet another hemisphere, invisible it is true, but where one lands when one dies." "Hope is in the stars," he wrote, but he was quick to point out that "earth is a planet too, and consequently a star, or celestial orb." He stated flatly that “The Starry Night” was "not a return to the romantic or to religious ideas."  On July 27th, 1890, aged 37, Van Gogh shot himself in the chest.  The shooting may have taken place in the wheat field in which he had been painting, or in a local barn. 
For stings, piano, celeste, organ, bowed chamber bowls, tubular bells, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion

Art Expressed in Music - Vincent's Imagination

Inspired by the feeling of trying to ease a troubled mind by taking a walk during the cold early darkness of winter.

Midnight Stroll

Now Christmas time is now passing and we are heading into a new year I would like to thank all of you who have taken your precious time to listen and support my music over the past year. I appreciate you all.

Music,arrangment,orchestration,mix and production :- Pablo

Christmas Passing

Streamline Light

Pleased to introduce a new collab with Her Highness Damga !
Lyrics:
I remember the copper autumn light outlining your demonic smile, as I drew the map of your freckles on the ceiling of your place, near the river.
Delusional streetwear and glam rock psychedelic playlists drove us there, in this spatiotemporal wasteland. Inspired and aroused,  we discovered the antisymmetric part of ourselves,  regarding the torsion tensor of our passion as a dynamic variable.
 - In the Labyrinth of your passions, I locked up the Minotaur in his chastity cage. I hear him moaning of frustration, in the humidity of your dreams, when the wind is southerly.
I devour the harmonies of your voice, lost in the riddle of you metallic eyes. And you crave for the misguided incantations of my music, the spasms of our geometrical laughter and the gentle touch of your red hair on my toes.
Nonchalantly lying on the flowers of the heather, you unfold the lost dimensions of your consciousness. Your angelic demons dance with my striges on the fifth movement of the fantastical symphony.
 - Deep down in the Labyrinth of your passions, I release the Minotaur and your tantalizing repentances give him a metaphysical blowjob   
I remember this winter with its crispy beech leaves under our boots and the frost on the window of your tiny room, filled with astrophysics books and quantic sex-toys.
You already had a master degree on procrastination but you took me by the hand. Your tiny bed was a wreck on the reefs of our desires. Under the ragged sails, I tied you to the mast.
 – In the core of the Labyrinth, we follow the Minotaur to the roots of the cosmic tree. Clothed by the shimmering coalescence of our entangled pleasures, we dance with him to the magnificence of ataraxia.

Poetry Of Copper Light

Poetry Of Winter Pale Light (Damga & HyLGZ22)

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released mid-2024 - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EVDW2mi4i0g
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Explicit lyrics:
Felt like almost dead, would you carry me home, would you lay me down?
Felt like shit again, would you bring my pills? do you know how it feels?

i don't know where to go...is this the end? i don't know!
From the tip of my head...till my toes, is this hell and heaven's above?

is there a free ride or a lottary prize? to win to lose on an XL size?
crappy or not, time will show...all i know is heaven's above!

I don't wanna buy a lotta food
i don't wanna get rid the booze
i don't wanna buy an SUV
i don't wanna get fatold and get peed

i don't wanna watch the news
i don't wanna get dirty with tools
i don't wanna smell your farts
i don't wanna mess around with you fatfucks!

Rock and Roll Kills

Heaven's above?

A sentimental country-ish ballad with a big sad finish.
Dedicated to anyone suffering from memory loss. Thanks for listening.
Lyrics:
I can still remember
Felicia in December
Outside in the cold
Smoking Swisher Sweet Cigarettes
But she would always forget
If you're gonna inhale that shit
You know she always got sick
She'd chewed down the tip

It's like I told you on the phone
My mind is not all my own
All my memories are dissolving
Our nights in Arroyo Park
Out feeling that spark
That Datsun that would never start
My bad Cure haircut (disaster!)
My heart was beating faster
A sketch of a love scene
Painted behind
A gothic old master

I was selfish with my time
And now I seem to lead my life
Conducting orchestras in my mind
Oh, I don't know how this sounds
But sometimes I listen to the ground
To hear and feel the rumblings
I think that you're coming around

All my memories are dissolving
Soon, I'll have no memories of this world
I'll have no memories of this world
So let's go out tonight
And shoot out the lights!
Let's break our hearts tonight
I'll have no memories of this world

I wanted to drop you this line
To thank you for the time
And thank you for being in my life
Thank you for being my life

Let's Break Our Hearts Tonight

These clouds hang 
Woven over head 
Winds move as pressured from a friend 
Shaded or clement
We are in or casting about 

A plateau gaze
Fall to the ocean 
Breathe the salt water 
Now decay
As tempest tides roll and row your corpse to shore 
You disappear and reappear 
Theory's made an anchor to carry

Until we fold 
And fragment away 
We sweat in our sorrows and saccharin 
We burn in our angst and the sun 
And our hearts beat 

A plateau gaze
Fall to the ocean 
Breathe the salt water 
Now decay
As tempest tides roll and row your corpse to shore 
You disappear and reappear 
Theory's made an anchor to carry

85 - Single

Flower Face

I was thinking maybe it's been too long since I've done a nautical themed track...

Washed Ashore

In Your Bed (Original Mix)

Mood Exhibit - Bloom

I reached out to my good friend Jean LeJeune to throw down some extra keys and percussion in the mix and man he did not disappoint!, so grab a stack of napkins plus some towelettes kids cuz this that extra Greazy shit!

Greazy-(Collaboration with Jean LeJeune)

What if you lose your language(s)?
There are parts in the song where different vocals appear at the same time which makes it harder to understand. This is intended. After all the song is about aphasia.

The Aphasic
In this damned town I always walk around
searching for the sign I will never find
cannot give up, cannot go on
I feel eternity, feel it right in front of me

I can’t hear what they say/ the same
express it my own way/ every day
what they don’t understand/ can’t find
they try but they can’t/ the words to say
words slipping through my grasp/the thoughts swirl inside your mind
though I try to clasp/but the words just unwind
the words are in the past/the words out of grasp
they can never last/caught in your mind’s trap
I see it in your eyes/the thoughts…
my words a big surprise/but the words…
it’s all in my mind/the words…
I write a few lines/caught in…
but I can’t understand the sings of my own hand

can’t read a single line, can’t read a single sign
the words don’t reach you, though they try to teach you

I’m caught somewhere in my mind, can’t cross the borderline
I’m lonely in a crowd, and I can’t get out
there’s darkness in the light/the same
and light in the dark night/every day
I’ll get along with it/can’t find 
‘cause I’m too strong for it/the words to say
I’m lost in my speech/ the thoughts swirl inside your mind
the words are out of reach/ but the words just unwind
I would like to break free/ the words out of grasp
hope I can find the key/ caught in mind’s trap
some words cross my way/the thoughts…
but they will never stay/but the words…
the words don’t make sense/ the words out of grasp
out of reach, behind the fence/ caught in mind’s trap
I’ll find a way to shine/ the thoughts…
you’ll see that I’ll be fine/ but the words…
I will find my voice/the words…
it will be more than noise/caught in…
you’ll see it’s not in vain, I’ll find my own refrain

can’t read a single line, can’t read a single sign
the words don’t reach you, though they try to teach you

The Aphasic

Play it loud 🔥

This is  the first one of the Debussy punk serie, instrumental pieces composed throughout these two latest decades !


Loony De Bussy : composition , guitars, bass, drums programming 

Nataly NGM : art cover 🧡

VENUS ON MARS / Debussy punk n°1

JIM ANDERS _Zwanni

Love

WASP 12b

WASP

Islamic metal
Middle east metal
I image pharaoh or god of Egipt.

pharaoh 3.20

70's French Movie End

The world is full of colors... That's how I put my feelings!😊
thank you for listening!!👍
Good luck to you!!🙏

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Colors

Greetings and good afternoon to my SC friends. This is the 10th and final song intended for my upcoming album ‘What Color Is Your Paradox’. It is also my 7th mind-blowing collaboration with our dear friend Carlos Vivanco (https://soundcloud.com/carlosvivanco-1, https://carlosvivanco1.bandcamp.com). 

This piece was highly entertaining and challenging to work on. We started with clearly defined regions (mine being the more techno sounding stuff… Carlos building the traditional instrument sections). I then mangled the whole thing, and tried to blur the lines more as the song progresses, until both worlds felt fully merged by the end. At least, that was the goal. I’ll let you decide if the structure succeeds in that regard. :)

The title is also quite significant to me at this point in my life; based on the idea of ‘masking’, and our growing inability to do so. 

If you aren’t familiar with the term ‘masking’, one Mental Health Care website I found defines it this way: “Masking often involves suppressing or hiding true emotions, which can lead to a buildup of unresolved feelings and contribute to increased stress, anxiety, and emotional turmoil in the long-term. In the context of mental health and neurodivergence, masking refers to the actions or coping strategies that individuals use to conceal their genuine thoughts, emotions, or challenges.”

It didn’t really occur to me at first that I was masking when I was younger. I guess that idea doesn’t resonate when you’re deeply lost in the illusion; at least, until something makes it obvious. But in hindsight, I’ve worn many masks over the course of my life (Art Director, Technician, Pre-Press Specialist and Graphic Artist would be some of my professional masks. And I would even go so far as to include Husband, Father and Son, since I was on auto-pilot during the earliest stages of those as well). 

As my life progressed, I felt more and more insincere in those roles. I felt something was wrong. I just couldn’t put my finger on it. Then COVID (something that actually required us to wear real masks. What irony!) came along, and miraculously changed that for all of us. We gained the necessary space we needed, to finally see the illusion more clearly. Now, that illusion grows more fragile and transparent by the day. So while I’m still in the early stages of trying to figure out the new paradigm… I suspect the really critical takeaway at this point is just recognizing when we’re being our genuine selves, and when we’re lost in a role; especially if that role is debilitating to our personal growth and well being.

Another thing I’m thinking a lot on these days…. Society is dependent on me playing those roles. And society doesn’t really care whether I’m happy or not (as long as I keep paying my bills, and buying their products, and believing their lies). So maybe, just maybe, society doesn’t have my best interests at heart (as I had originally hoped). Maybe… just maybe… we’re going to need to redefine who we are personally, as we stop playing along with this globally unconscious and ultimately destructive agenda.

Thick and chunky topic, I know. But that’s the way the world feels to me these days… like we needed a brisk slap across the face to wake us all up. COVID was that slap (and probably just the first of many still to come). It’s time to prioritize our own self interests; because if we don’t, they certainly won’t. So rip off those masks, and let your freak flag fly. It’s our life, and we’ll be the ones sitting on our deathbed, asking ourselves if we lived life true to ourselves…. or if we just fulfilled the role demanded by this illusion.

We hope you enjoy “Cracks In The Surface”; and it inspires you to think about what aspects of your reality are cracking. Keep in mind… if you still have a pulse, there is always time to change things up. :)

Paradox?

Cracks In The Surface | Carlos Vivanco & GrevusAnjl

Old but new track inspired by the great Beaumont Hannant

The Reason For Indecision

First song I am posting in 2024!

This is what I wrote in 2013 when I first thought about posting Nothing But (The Sound) but decided to take it down from the cloud short after. 

"Nothing But (The Sound)" is Plastic Inevitable's first song since 2011! Plastic Inevitable is Marty Procaccio, AKA Blankets, working the sound and Sneekie San Salvador tweaking the sound. The recording for this song began in 2011 in the bedroom recording studio of Marty in Santa Clara California using GarageBand and a whole bunch of pedals. The song was completed in 2013 with vocals recorded in Sneekie San Salvador's mobile Toyota recording unit.

Now it is 11 years later...

I am amazed that I found the vocal stems. I had to look though an old hard drive to find them. I did not feel like digging through more old hard drives for the original track stems. Big thanks to Russell for taking the time to mix the vocals and master the track. I told Russell, when I mixed the original instrumental I was listening to a lot of shitgaze bands at the time. 

May you find many gems when you dig into your past. 

Track Credits:
Blankets: Bass, guitars, and vocals
https://soundcloud.com/allergeist
Couch King: Original instrumental track mix, production, samples, lyrics, and vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Vocal mix and final master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
https://soundcloud.com/the-exe-stencilists
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics: 

Chorus:
Sitting in my car
Windows rolled down
Feet out the window
Nothing but the sound
Of my favorite song

Capture me a distraction
And season it with your bliss
To steal my dissatisfaction 
And feed my mind but a moment
Of happiness 

Chorus

Capture me a distraction
And season it with your bliss
To steal my dissatisfaction 
And feed my mind but a moment

Chorus  

In this moment
There is an infinite 
Amount of things
Happening
In this moment
I have loved you
Infinitely 
Again and again
In this moment 
I am yours
Forever with me
My forever friend
In this moment 
I sing with you
Every song 
That was ever made

Nothing But (The Sound)

Blankets and the Couch King with Russ Sinfield - Nothing But (The Sound)

I am excited about collaborating with soprano Maribel Villarroel and arranger and pianist René Calderón. The lyrics are from a Pablo Neruda poem about Easter Island, "XXII La Isla". This poem is from Pablo Neruda's "The Separate Rose", translated by William O'Daly. The Foundation of Pablo Neruda has granted permission.

Canciones para Pablo Neruda" is a book of musical scores for songs based on lyrics by Pablo Neruda and artwork from some of Chile's greatest artists: 
www.amazon.com/dp/9564163218

This song was also performed live at "La Chascona", the former home and now museum of Pablo Neruda in Bella Vista, Santiago: youtu.be/vzz8tY0CYLk?si=ZfYIat6iL69p2FW4

Youtube: https://youtu.be/Joajhp7RsAw?si=dxWFiwL7YHQmqBSb


XXII La Isla

Amor, amor, Oh separada mía
Por tantas veces mar como nieve y distancia,
Mínima y misteriosa
rodeada de eternidad, agradezco
no solo tu mirada de doncella,
tu  blancura escondida, rosa secreta, sino
el resplandor moral de tus estatuas
La paz abandonada que impusiste en mis manos 
El día detenido en tu garganta

XXII The Island

My Love, my love, O separate one,
for so long sea like snow and distance,
small and mysterious, surrounded by the infinitive,
I am thankful not only for your lovely innocence,
your hidden whiteness, secret rose, but also
for the moral radiance of your statues,
For the forsaken peace you imposed upon my hands:
The day caught inside your throat.

Poema XXII "La Isla" (Poem by Pablo Neruda)

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