WHEN THE END OF IT CHANGED
IT WAS THE END OF THE FAME
THE END OF THE PATH
THE PATH TOOK
FOR A SECOND LOOK
OF A FIRST PERSON
A PERSON CONVERTING
CONVERSION OF CONVERSING
A VERSION
OF NOTHING NEW/
ENOUGH OF YOU/
TOO BUSY LOST IN THE CITY
I'M TALKING 'BOUT ME
IN THE COUNTRY
THAT YIELDS GATES
NOTHING ON PLATES
JUST HILLS
TO PUT SOME EFFORT IN
TO SEEK FATE
BUT I'M EFFORTLESS 
AND RUNNING LATE
LIGHT A CIGARETTE
ILLUMUINATE
MY FUNNY FACE
IT SEEMS A FUNNY PLACE
IN DIFFERENT
MULTIPLE  DEGREES
OF SOLIDITY
THE LACK
OF ABILITIES SOLIQUAYED/
IT'S APT
LIKE BROKE TRAP/
YOU BOLT
THEN YOU COME BACK
 A CIRCULAR TRACK
ALWAYS A CHANCE
BUT I'M  CERTAIN
THAT /
I KNOW YA LIKE I DO
SEE YOU WALKING PAST THE LAUNDROMAT/
A COMPLICTAED 
MATTER OF FACTS/
SLIGHTLY OFF TOPIC
A NON VALIDATED
FLASK OF DREAMS
HANGING OUT THE BACK POCKET
ROUND AND ROUND
I GOT CLEAN SLACKS
I MEAN
APPARENTLY THAT/
SO YOUR FREE
TO APPLY YA SELF/
TO GIVE IT RIGIDITY
A SOLID VALIDITY/
NO FUCKS FOR ENEMIES
THE CHEST BEATS OF INNER ME
AN EXPANSION OF CAPILLARIES/
AS THE BLOOD FLOWS/
PHYSICAL REACTION
IN FORM
TO SOMETHING YOU MAY KNOW/
OR YOU MITE BE YOUNG STILL
NOT GETTING THE FILL/
OR DIRECT REFERENCE/
LIKE OLD TAPES
MINUTES ?
45 A SIDE PREFERENCE/
AND RELATE/
ARE YOUI A STRANGER
TO A GREATER ESCAPE
REGULATE WHAT YOU TAKE
CAUSE THE POCKETS
ONLY HOLD TWO
AND ONE IN THE CHAMBER
WHAT YA GONNA DO ?
#JUST RECORD YOUR FAVOURITES
A PLAY LIST
FOR THE FAINTEST
OF SOUND
BLEEED FROM A HEADPHONE
DON'T WANT TO BE A MARTYR
OF A BASTARD CAUSE
WANT TO BE A MASTER
OF IT ALL
BEFORE I GET HOME
 LETTING THE MIND RIDE/
IN A NINE TO FIVE
TO SURVIVE THE MINUTES
FOUR HUNDRED AND EIGHTY DIVIDE
BY SIXTY
JUST TO MAKE THE TIME FLY/
BUT IT'S SLOW AND SHITTY
IN IT'S TINY LITTLE BITS
THAT'RE INFINTE AND INTIMATE
IN AN ITTERMITANT LITERARTE
SECONDS PASS
JUST A LITTLE BIT/
WAITING FOR A BREAK
MONEY EXCHANGE/
LIKE CHARITY SHOP  VINYL/
ANOTHER ONE BY LIONEL/
SUPPORT WHEN YOU SCORE
SHIVER DOWN THE SPINAL CHORD/
ADDING TO THE HOME
BARGAIN BIN RECORD STORE/
MELT IT ALL TO ASHTRAYS
WHEN YOUR BORED/
BUT THERE'S ALWAYS MORE/
DIFFERENT ANGLES
OF SORTS
REPEATING THE SAME BEFORE/
 THERE'S NO LAW TO SAY
HEY/
IT GOTTA BE NEW
THAT'S JUST MARKETING !/
IT'S WHAT MAKES THE HEART SING
THE HARDEST THING
IS HARVESTING
AND PROFITING IN LOVE
FOR YOUR
 THING/
ABOVE ALL ELSE
AT LEAST WHEN YOUR BEING SELFISH
ALONE BY YOUR SELF. . . .

VAGUE APPLIANCE

Breathe

Mom's harp and an old unlabeled Ariah guitar I picked up in EastVan, CA, for CAN$35 at an antique store w/some damage...

MomsHarprahSsmoM (and the Back Screen Door)

Here it is! A highlight reel of Eclectic Collective's greatest moments in the year 2023. This medley includes short interviews with group members, interspersed with their music. Special thanks to Jeff (StonerJazz) for hosting the Q&A, and to J.J. for assembling the medley. 

The Eclectic Collective (EC) is a very loose band of musicians who collaborate over the internet and communicate via email only. I'm honoured to have worked with the EC on a few songs, and look forward to playing with them again soon! Hope you enjoy listening!

CAST OF CHARACTERS (including interview start times):
Hosted by: StonerJazz on.soundcloud.com/6qwFQ
(1:32)    J.J. Terrell - keys, synth, organ on.soundcloud.com/ivM1E
(4:30)   Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary) - bass, lap slide guitar @josh-clary-1
(7:03)    K2 and the Three - drums, percussion @k2andthe3
(9:02)    Llanpsych - guitar, effects on.soundcloud.com/xehCe
(11:06)  TexMex Shaman - guitar, effects @texmex-shaman
(18:20)  MisterMark - piano, synth strings, vocals, effects on.soundcloud.com/qMWgp

Not interviewed in this piece, but a big thank you from all of us goes to:
Artur of Surfers Like Us @user-411502040
Mysterious Decibel @themysteriousDecibel
Steve of Steve’s Planet @Steve-Vervaet
Chris Maness @user-419254289-15129531

No animals were harmed in the making of this medley. ;)

(logo design my MisterMark)

Eclectic Collective Rockumentary - 'Bits of Hits'

Cast of Characters:

mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark--sax (VST), organ, tremolo guitar chords (synth), harmonica, composition, production, arrangement, mix

Mysterious Decibel--@themysteriousdecibel --MD—lyrics and primary vocals

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– second electric guitar solo, mastering

J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell –piano and electric piano

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-four string fretless bass, first electric guitar solo, rhythm guitar comping 

      This is a song started when Mark came up with its architecture, recorded in a  slower, more laid back version on his own. However, he wanted a more souped up version with solos in turns. So, he turned to The Eclectic Collective to fill in the pieces. He originally had solos in all the parts which he laid down on the keys, and he had some lyrics, too. However, once he heard The Mysterious Decibel's excellent lyrics and vocals, the song totally changed the direction and the vibe, for the stellar. 

       But MD didn't start the whole thing. As happens sometimes, even without Tez on this one, we still needed to clear out some space to let everyone have their say. So, Mark went in and lengthened the song mechanically. Once we had a final form, Ken, as always, came up with the foundation for the song, allowing Josh to add his version of Mark's bass line. Then, after MD gave us the vocals to form the song, we got down to adding the solos. JJ first added his thrilling opening piano solo, as well as the electric piano solo right after the first verse, which Mark is also playing a VST sax solo in, as well. Then Josh added his guitar solo, which is the first of the two, with a very clean tone. Right after that, Stephen added his fiery solo, which follows right after with a more overdriven tone. Finally, Mark stepped back in and added his killer harp solo at the end. Of course, it needed to be mixed well, too, so we turned to Stephen for that important role, once again, which he fulfilled expertly.  

       This past Tuesday, we released a fun little series of interviews over a compilation of some of our favorite musical moments. If you want to hear our voices and some of our thoughts about music, check it out. I realize it's a big ask at twenty minutes, but you might really enjoy it, especially if you follow us, and have been for a while. It's a celebration of all of our work over the past almost year together in various forms. This song was supposed to be a showcase of all of our skills, except Tez isn't in on this one. He'll be on the next one, though, for sure.

       We hope you enjoy this jazzier side of the EC as much as we enjoyed making it. MD's lyrics are about a psycho killer artist who hides clues about his murders in his paintings. 

Original Lyrics by The Mysterious Decibel:

Some might say he's crafty and planned.
With a shade of black and a brush in his hand
Some might say the world is his oyster
But no Pearl lays inside just a conjuring blur

He'll paint you a murderous scene
With the blending of  sin all between pigments of green
He's a shady fella Who hides behind the canvas!
I spy something with my little eye
This art might show just where he died

Will you find it?
The secret
Some freak shit
are you so sure you'll really wanna Keep it ?
The secret
Are you so sure you'll really wanna keep it?
Ahhh a little secret
Are you so sure you'll really wanna keep it?
It'll haunt your mind like it does him too
He's a swifty one he'll come for you!
The secret
The secret
The secret
Are you so sure you'll really wanna keep it?

I spy something with my little eye
This art might show just where he died

His art might show
might show
might show
just where he died

Artwork: Josh Clary

A Brush With Death-Eclectic Collective

Promise

Berlin Calling (Remix)

There’s a chicken wing restaurant near where I live that on Saturdays I often go to 

After cutting the grass and 
Wacking the weeds
Any  trimming any bushes unruly 

After several months if you sit in the same place the waitresses all get to know you 

And I always sit down 
in young Deborah’s section, 
she’s got a crush on yours truly

She really enjoys all the stories I tell and she laughs at my hilarious jokes 

She always makes sure I have plenty of ketchup, she doesn’t do that for the rest of these folks

Men, don’t fall in love with your waitress 
Being nice to you is part of her job 
Sure, she laughs at your jokes but she laughs at the jokes 
Of every Tom, Dick and Harry or Bob

One Saturday I’m sitting in my usual spot, but Debbie didn’t show for her shift 

And I’m thinking My god, 
what on earth could be wrong 
If I had her address then I could save her

And so I lied and told her manager that Debbie had called me and asked if I could give her a lift 

 He gave me her address 
On a cocktail napkin
And I thanked the man for doing me this favor! 

And I imagined when she saw me I would be her handsome hero and she’d plant on me a passionate kiss 

She’d say “leave your stupid, fat cow wife, she doesn’t love you, marry me instead and we’ll have marital bliss” 

Men, don’t fall in love with the waitress 
You’re not her white knight on a giant white galloping steed 
You’re just another guy who got the cheeseburger combo 
And an appetizer he didn’t need

So I drove up to her trailer and knocked softly on her screen 
And this 6 foot four gorilla came to greet me. 
He had perhaps the largest biceps I had ever seen 
And his fists were more than big enough to beat me. 

I said, “ I was sent to check on Debbie, make sure she’s okay 
Debbie then appeared engulfed in sadness 
She said, “wait a second, I know you, you’re there each Saturday. 
Why the hell did they give you my address?   

I said, “listen, I just wanted to make sure you were alright 
We’ve become so close I care about you deeply 
She said, “I just serve you chicken wings, what gives you the right! 
Get the hell off of my porch, you’re fucking creepy!  

So I got back in my car and I drove quickly away, for a moment there I feared for my life 

I knew that I had overstepped 
Her personal boundary 
And I could never sit again in Debbies section 

I thought from now on that after finishing the lawn, I should have a couple beers with my wife. 

We’re old and fat with two grown kids 
But just like Darwin said 
You have to trust in natural selection 

Men, don’t fall in love with your waitress 
On your personal reality try to keep a  very firm grip 
You’ve got a mortgage, a fat wife and four kids who need you 
So pay the check and leave a generous tip

Don't Fall In Love With The Waitress

Answers To Questions Unasked

United In Heaven

Thanks to those who listened to this track.
 I hope that your creation is far beyond me and that I can embrace a sense of well-being.
A light that cannot be seen and a signal that cannot be heard. It is as if we are always receiving some kind of message. Who is it? Is it the universe?
 If you are surrounded by that light, you must feel warm.
 Let's read the signs that are being delivered to you!

Lights of the Invisible Motion



Long distance rummaging rapper type of fella, who needed beats so decided to try and make his own from the nefarious world of bargain vinylment. Lost track of time and realised he'd forgotten to write the words he was creating to support. Now on a mission without the time he can never find, he jigsaws verse and beats at glacial speed for fun often miss-laying the final piece- but happy in the knowledge there's fullfilment in the incomplete.

If your hearing things and wishing it was an instrumental, drop a line and i'll try to get it sorted folks.

Thanks!
.
Toolage : Mpc 1000, 2500, 1210's, Microphones,Vinyl addiction,Pens, Paint, People, Computers, Freebie stickers, and other bits of shizz i'll include as they get used. 

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