Lovely work Rog hairs up on the neck!!! Great stuff my friend :)))

Excellent work mate really enjoyed the vibe :)))

https://youtu.be/75fyLD49Y3Q Video 🎃

The track is downloadable from 22.10. until 30.10. midnight 😉 

nothing special. i put this together on the fly. anyone who has fun with halloween can download it...
(In some countries Halloween is already over, thank goodness 😆)

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nichts besonderes. ich habe dies auf die schnelle zusammengestückelt. darf jeder herunterladen, der spaß an halloween hat...

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All Hallow's Eve

Hello all, we are excited to share with you the final installment in the mega-collaborative pyschedelic fantasy concept album project 'Land of the Zed', from the group that we have now dubbed the Smoking Trout. Uziel, Stonerjazz and myself were involved in all 10 installments. We had other friends plug in along the way, including some new names this time around: Nic and Nadia Selvaggi. Special thanks to Jo Richter for contributing to the vocals as well. Thanks to all who participated, listened, and commented!
We had too much fun to stop here, so don't be surprised if we start another Zed concept album. 

Here is the full album on Bandcamp! 
https://thesmokingtrout.bandcamp.com/

Or you can listen on SoundCloud if you prefer:
soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/sets/land-of-the-zed
Cheers,
Terry
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Jeff / Stonerjazz @user-911083679 contributed
Lyrics, 
Lead vocals
Drums and bass during the second half
Background guitar during the first half

Uziel @user-455619833 contributed
Piano
Background vocals

Nic @nic_nic_nic contributed
Background vocals
Guitar during the second half

Nadia Selvaggi @nadiaselvaggi contributed
Operatic vocals during intro and outro
Background piano during intro

Terry / TRC @tea_are_sea produced and added
Drums-percussion during the first half
Synths and experimental sounds

Jo Richter / Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches @sonic-textures
Wrote a poem that Stonerjazz adapted into verse III. 

Cover art produced using Wombo Dream

LYRICS:
I.
Amanita Amanita Aminita Muscaria, we're so happy, we're so happy yes we're so happy that your in the area
Amanita amantia amanita muscaria.
The clinical psychologist says it's in his head
that's why that boy won't get out of bed
He's dreaming of a journey taken to the land of Zed
and a magical Accordion.
Amanita singing songs of the land of Zed
singing songs in Johnny's head.
Amanita Amanita Amanita Muscaria
we're so happy, yes we're so happy you're in the Area.
Well two clarinet players named Sally and Roberta
and a monkey named Steve
came up to Johnny and said
"Johnny we think it's time to leave; we're out of water and we're outa Bread
and all of us are damn near dead.
So Johnny Thought for a moment and he said Okay.
then he sat down on boulder and started to play
that golden magic accordion.

II.
amanita amanita amanita muscaria
A crack appeared in the side of the wall
and exposed a magnificent Hall,
a fountain appeared in the middle, gushing crystalline clear water so sweet and so pure.
And as each traveler had their drink, they did proceed to disappear.
Johnny had a drink and then he woke up in his bed
in his room
in his house
in his state
in his country
in his world.

III.
ln ths welcomeless abode where tenants rights perptually erode
where bills are paid by humiliation and toil.
The air is full of burning oil
Where street lights outshine the moon
And dust has more rights than me
Awoken by faint sirens in the caccaphony
Whow is me who played that accorrdion for free
I fed the starving with golden tune and lifted up the many with melodies refined.
And hope spread golden
In keys made light
Humbled here and squandered in this wretched flight

IV.
Though in a way, this is a comfy place
And quaint.
And yet it feels like restraint that keeps me from the land of Zed
From where I wish I'd never fled.
How I long for how I yearn for rat and crow and monkey too
And even Roy who loves those blues.
And my accordion nowhere in sight occassionally late at night
Sings in the clouds and I remain within my shrouds
While smiling secretly with knowledge of a Gate
In my vicinity.

Amanita Muscaria (Land of the ZED #10) w/ Stonerjazz, Uziel, Nic, Nadia Selvaggi, and Jo Richter

An Ollora take on https://soundcloud.com/muterial/operator

I hope you try the Mood Exhibit remix too!

https://soundcloud.com/r-salchaks-mood-exhibit/muterial-operator-mood-exhibit-copilot-mix

Rapid Operator

Download from Bandcamp:
👉 https://chrisjuno.bandcamp.com/album/--2

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Amarantos - Αμάραντος (GR trad cover)

The ancient metropolis of Istanbul probably derives its name from the Greek 'Stin Polis' ('in the city')(according to Sean Lusk's excellent book 'The Second Sight of Zachary Cloudesly)having previously been Constantinople the capital of the Byzantine Empire.
This incredible city spans the continents of Europe and Asia and reflects aspects of both in its culture and people. 
(Photo taken from a trip on The Bosphorus...the waterway dividing the city's continents.)

Istanbul

“I Don’t Know How To Love (Anyone)”

She asked me if I loved her
If I ever could
My lust had made a promise
Beyond my will to make good

I pride myself as mindful
Being self-aware
But there’s always a place inside
That pride will spare
	And right then I saw it laid bare

I don’t know how to love anyone

No man is an island
But many plateau
They grow into tailored suits
But to men they never grow

I want for more than an island
But have I plateaued?
I look a full man in a suit
But this man has got a hole
	And, oh Lord, now I can’t not know

I don’t know how to love anyone

Should I strike out in anger?
Should I curl up and cry?
Should I lock my heart up?
Should I continue with my lie?

Oh, let me be a gentle man with a gentle dream
I want to learn to love someone who in turn loves me
Let me be selfless, caring, patient with my love
Let me learn to love someone

I’ve been living my life in anger
I’ve done nothing but curl and cry
I’ve never tried to give my heart up
I don’t want to continue with this lie

Oh, I want to be a gentle man with my gentle dream
I want to learn to love someone who in turn loves me
I want to be selfless, caring, patient with my love
I’m going to learn to love someone

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Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

I Don't Know How To Love

The relic of your love

Your skull beneath a crown of flowers,
your blood staining some cracked vessel,
your bones scattered to the winds
to wind up in a score of churches; 
so many claim your bones
you’d make a dozen men.

When, to the daughter of your jailer
you gave the gift of sight,
and signed it 'from your Valentine', 
it bought you but a temporary stay.

And smitten with your God,
you would keep marrying soldiers
to the supposed virgins of Rome,
so they could not fight;
and soldiers are gold to an empire.

Or else ministering to Christians
(those dafties with their crosses)
before the lions had them;
cutting hearts from parchment
to remind them what their love meant;
for the betrothed on earth, and to Him beyond.

All this made the Emperor chafe;
you weren’t playing ball, my love.
To maintain respect, like some Scorsese hero,
he simply had to have you beaten with clubs;
and like Rasputin, you forstood unfathomable violence,
until they chose to remove your head
out on the Via Flaminia,
one night beneath a Hunter’s Moon.
This did the trick.

Centuries bleed past like broken hearts,
and here you tarry, my grinning suitor;
I stand before your skull,
braided with bright white roses
that stink of faith,
and ask for the gift of vision
to find the one true heart
in a wilderness of stone.

TASCAM DR-05

the relic of your love

Call My Name

A Big Thank You to Zeralda for composing and contributing these wonderful keythemes and the rhythm section…

The picture shows „Ursli“, member of my bro’s family, a pronounced sniffer…

Dr Sniff

1
You can use red contact lenses
You can also glue on a false beard
Maybe put a wig upon your head
Or simply dye your hair
Using sausage water to create a false trail ?
Or hide in Mino's maze

ref 
nonetheless, nonetheless, nonetheless

2
You can plane your fingertips
Put on a perfume Chanel No 5
You can walk backwards in the snow
You may even use stealth technology
You can change means of transport
Or walk upstream
Perhaps hiding behind waterfalls
Or also put on a spacesuit
You can speed away in a really fast car
Even take a plane
You can hide on a cruise- or containership
As a blind passenger

ref 
but nonetheless, but nonetheless

3
You can forge the ID
Even swap your tax number
Or even change your health insurance
You can lay false tracks everywhere

out (2)
You might think you left without trace
But Dr Sniff’s already got your pace
You could even try to hide in hell
But Dr Sniff’s already taken up your smell 

Already taken up your smell… (4)

Dr Sniff (Collab wt Zeralda)

Unfortunately, more and more people of music are leaving us. Fortunately, great music remains. Tina Turner passed away a few days ago and that's what prompted me to do this cover.
Video can be watched here:
https://youtu.be/8zl_gyC0rdw
I invited Per (PJ Project) to collaboration. He accepted the invitation (thanks Per!) and added another guitar, bas, drums and mixed it all up. Here's what came out of it. This is placed for now on my YT channel.
https://youtu.be/KaHDTVOnZfY

Tonight, Tina Turner, David Bowie, cover

https://youtu.be/-oWwfG63hXI
Heard this track on U-Tube that Clarke put together and could not let this go!! If you want to play it?....link is above!!! So many thought's run thru my head playing this....hard to nail down....hence the name!!! LOL

Broken Images

I'm a adventurous guitarist sooo to speak that like's to try many style's even thou it's my own feel...Cool thing about learning is no one can take it away from you!!! Thanks for visiting this page!!!
Cheer's
Rog ;) <3

Broken Images

Roger/B-Train

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