This is the 3rd collaboration with my old friend Synline (@synline). I created a basic track using his equipment in his studio, and he completed it with his excellent arrangement (includes creating additional sections, tracks, etc.) and mastering work.

Composition by Ken
Composition and Sampling collage and mix by Synline

Taken Away (collab. w/ Synline)

The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan (Songwriter: Shel Silverstein)

Instrumental.  Taken from the new unplanned Meanwhile In Elsewhere Thought 6 tracks E.P

Same Day

I could not wait to jam on Paul's epic track (open collab) ....
Paploviante https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/obfuscated-open-collab-offer
Here's my alto saxophone remix ! enjoy, and listen to the original track, which really needs no addition to unfold it's magic ! .... photo: Enigma code breaker

OBFUSCATED by Paploviante // Alto Sax Remix

Another relic from the lockdown vault...

I wrote and recorded this at the end of 2020 (hence no mention of the events of Jan 6th 2021) but never released it at the time for various reasons. 

Given recent events I thought why not clean it up and put it out. 

Just a bit of haaahmless fun as Arnie might say :)

This Guy

Flowers On The Battlefield

Imagine-Tribute to John Lennon & Beatles

CAST OF CHARACTERS:
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- electric piano, synth, seed idea
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –  vocals, lyrics, mix, and production
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – guitar
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–banjo, guitar, sitar, and final mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, seed idea
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – four-string fretless bass

Composition – The Eclectic Collective
This song started in probably the most effective way our group writes them. Ken had a spectacular drum beat that was unused in a previous project, so JJ composed and recorded  a chord arrangement with his magical keys. Once we had a beat and a chord structure, Josh came along and added his foundational bass. 
     Now that the rhythm section was complete and the chord structure was in place, Stephen added his unique melody line that you hear at the beginning and every other verse on his magic banjo. He also plays all the initial guitar until around 1:40, where Tez takes over. Stephen also added some really trippy sitar in the vocal section. Then it was time for Tez to add some spice to the mix with his fiery guitar solos from about 1:40 on, eventually building up to a crescendo towards the end. 
     Once we had all the music down, we realized that we had a big gap in the bridge without much going on in it. So, Mark came through with an old poem he had written on his fridge with word magnets for his daughter more than a decade ago, and expanded on it for this song. (the poem is loosely based on the idea that our dreams exist in a digital environment/universe) The young girl's voice you hear echoing Mark's filtered voice is his daughter, in her first appearance with the EC. 
     The song was now finished, except for Mark using his production skills to trim and move a few things, then mix it. While we usually defer to Tez or Stephen for the mix, Mark did such a great job, we decided to keep his mix. Stephen did, however master and EQ it to make it a finished product. 
     This song was truly put together as a whole band effort, showcasing what the Eclectic Collective can do. I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.  

Original lyrics by Mistermark:  

The moon flickers on
and rises and dances
across a celestial stage
as dreamers paint the pixels of their mind 
like an infinite canvas 

Sleep away tiny egg
and leave a delicate thread 
of memory behind 
but never log out 
you are in the elaborate web
always

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here's a photo of the original fridge magnet poem from years ago:
https://www.flickr.com/photos/mark_boucher/2257994722/in/album-1495769/

and here's some collections of photos I took over the years:
https://www.flickr.com/photos/mark_boucher/albums/

Dancing Moon (The Eclectic Collective)

This is a song I wrote in 1989, as a gift for a girl-friend on the occasion of a rendezvous we had arranged ten years earlier, well in advance, and perhaps imagining that it would be difficult, after all that time (at a young age ten years seems like an infinite time), to still have meaning in each other's lives. In reality, those two never lost sight of each other.
I produced several versions of the song and obviously don't like any of them anymore today. So I asked @pianofran permission to whisper and to recite the words (I can no longer sing very good) using a beautiful piano composition of hers as the basis (https://soundcloud.com/pianofran/doxology). This is the result. Thank you very much, Francess!

Cover photo from Michele Ansani: Centrale Montemartini, Roma.

Original lyrics here: https://mikeansani.blogspot.com/2022/10/1979.html
English (very, very rough) translation

at the first stop she told him 'I am almost home,
greet me with a hug a little caress
take care of yourself and don't forget to look at the world
see you again when you're thirty
see you again in ten years'

after a long stop the train threw her into the darkness
Of a desert station a pale refuge
she coloured her hair, lifted her head and let herself be carried
by the night that took her without giving time to breathe
He looked around a bit, had nothing more to do
had no particular certainties to conquer
but the journey was still long
and at every town the sky became clearer
Occident was lowering
and his head brushed by the sun
slowly fell asleep

'in ten years' time you will have two grown-up children and a big house
a room just for the books and a little of nostalgia
of men by the sea, of women walking in the middle of the road without ever looking around
and when I'll come looking for you
don't offer me rose gardens
or iced drinks'

but presentiments are only false temptations
are dangerous mists at the border crossings
are like pinwheels of secrets,
are images of the evening
are like white horses that wander aimlessly
are the shadow of a restless face

no he will not have his hands tied but two big wings
boxes full of candies and special cigar cases
His voice will be even louder
His silences always full of words
the promises he will have kept
the stakes of every bet he will not have lost

she will hide instead in her ten yellow jumpers
and wear them proudly in spite of the passing years
she will chase ghosts, will try variations on the theme of destiny
will have hair of two colours
and burnt skin of an intense marine flavour

and on the day of the rendezvous in a city by the sea
they will have no thoughts or particular certainties to conquer
will look around, look for something to tell each other
then they will laugh hard
And once again
they will believe to resemble each other

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Lyrics by Michele Ansani (1989); music by Francess Harris (2024)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, July 24.

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