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Swamp Rabbits

Home ... ce n'est pas juste un lieu !..      It's not just a place  ! 
                                                                                                                   Composition et  Interprétation  Voix Piano  2015  ( Elena )                                                  
Arrangements et Production  2024 ( Pascal )
Thanks for listening with good headphones  🙂
Paroles ( Elena )  in English et traduction en Français 
Drowning out the lies
That I have seen
There's a single truth
I still believe in

Melting the darkness like starlight
Shining so bright in the night

If I ever go astray
I won't fear 'cause your love has paved the way
That leads home to myself

Clouds have turned to grey
The skies we painted blue
As the thunder rolls
I think of you

Melting the cold in your sweet embrace
There is no storm I can't face

If I ever go astray
I won't fear 'cause your love has paved the way
That leads home
And if the lights just go away
I won't fear 'cause your love will shine the way
That leads home to myself

En noyant les mensonges
Que j’au vus, 
Il y a une seule vérité 
En laquelle je crois toujours 

Qui fait fondre l’obscurité comme la lumière des étoiles 
Qui brille si fort dans la nuit .

Si jamais je m’égare
Je n’aurai pas peur car ton amour a ouvert la voie 
Qui mène à moi même .

Les nuages ont fait devenir gris
Le ciel que nous avons peint en bleu .
Alors que le tonnerre gronde 
Je pense à toi 

Qui fait fondre le froid dans ta douce étreinte.
Il n’y a pas de tempête à laquelle je ne puisse faire face.

Si jamais je m’égare 
Je n’aurai pas peur car ton amour a ouvert la voie 
Qui mène à moi même ,
Et si les lumières s’éteignent 
je n’aurai pas peur car ton amour éclairera la voie
Qui mène à moi même .

Home 🦋     ( Echosonica - Prod Pb )

Brand new track by STA and the last for 2024. Enjoy this instrumental Synthwave retrowave track and wishing u a great Happy New Year!

Taken from my upcoming full length synthwave album (2025) that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos".

Youtube: https://youtu.be/dVYJo3nVTPw

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Digitized Horizon

Brand new track and first for 2025. Song called "Universe fuzzing"
Taken from my upcoming full length synthwave album (2025) that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos".

youtube link: https://youtu.be/16y888BdiZI?si=rikRzRdc4swOOSyx
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lyrics:
Feel the heat while you're moving around
Feel the beat while you're turning around

there's no wheels for stoping, only thin air poppin


Feel the warmth of the grinding machine
feel the heat from the earth beneath

there's no time machine to revert it, only the future u gotta face it


See these raylights that are flashing, all these memories are crushin' 
all these voices are buzzin' the whole universe is fuzzin'


Read the signs for the future unfold, 
learn from the past and let your dreams on hold

there's no logical planning, only sane present that is running.
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(p) & (c) 2025.

Universe Fuzzing

Cast of Characters:
~Mark F-- @mark_f_2019 -- Ibanez EBH1005MS modified three string bass guitar, composition
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Gibson Les Paul electric guitar end solo, production, and mix
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Fender Telecaster foundational rhythm electric guitar
J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell – organ and synth
Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- PRS SE semi hollow body wah guitar, and ooh aah vocals at the end
This song began as a bass composition recorded as a stem by Mark. He named it after a hang out spot he and his friends used to go to as teenagers to drink beer and smoke bowls. He shared it with JJ, who turned it over to the Eclectic Collective so that we could have our way with it. However, Mark didn't use a click track to record it, so when he sent it to us, Ken had to come up with a drum beat based on Mark's structure, to which Mark then redid his bass part. That takes a lot of imagination on Ken's part when we do something that way.
    The first one of us to lay down a part for it was Chris, who added some really freaky textural guitar. Ken was next up, completing the rhythm section with his mighty drums. Ken then redid his part to better match the bass, thus completing the rhythm section with his mighty drums. Then, Stephen laid down the gritty, underlying rhythm guitar that runs throughout. Josh was up next, adding his melodic wah guitar to the mix. JJ came along soon after and laid down the magical synth that runs throughout. Last, but not least. Tez dropped the fiery solo towards the end. 
  Once the music was all laid down, we thought it could use some oohs and aahs at the end, so Josh recorded them as a five part harmony. However, choosing to only use the highest thee parts in the song, our expert producer on this one, Tez, decided to make a coda out of all five. So, stick around for a treat at the end!
  This is the third song the Eclectic Collective has done as a collab with Mark F. He's a very talented solo bassist, whose other music worth checking out on his page, as well. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Pryer Manor (Eclectic Collective with ~Mark F)

Funny old world.  Whilst scrumping about on SC my travels took me to Michele's cloud where I alighted on his track as named above. Sharp intake of breath and a hurried message to Michele to ask if he might be so kind as to permit me to pen a few words to accompany it.  He graciously agreed.  Having nothing in mind at the time I hastily back-pedalled and explained that it might be best if he didn't hold his breath....next day I listened again and Mr Spotty Book called over Mr Pen for a chat.  What followed in the next hour or so is somewhat blurred.  I always try to read a text in one take, for integrity's sake.  This was my fourth attempt and the only one I managed to complete.  

I decided to quit while I was ahead.

Thank you, Michele, for the warm nostalgic smile infused in this wonderful music of yours, and for the (unexpectedly moist) journey upon which it took me.

Find Michele's music here:  https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani
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All the old little things we have lost

Of course, you know, Dad, that some stuff doesn’t work too well these days.
I’ll forget odd bits and bobs, like, maybe having lunch or doing promised jobs
Blimey, even birthdays on occasion slip the mind
As today’s neurons disconnect, recall’s evasion of my yesterdays so to find.
I actually forgot why I came into this room in the first place
Stood a while, cast about, then saw your face
Your smile leaping out from the old photo there
Engendered mine, returned, locked in loving stare
And propelled me back to play in those monochrome years
You know, our old box brownie’s still tucked away in the cupboard under the stairs.

Remember how it was, Dad,  how we lived, things we had?
Thrupenny bits and ha’pennies and bikes with hard rubber wheels
Plastic shoes and sock holes darned
Sparse but regular high carb, high fat meals
Never did us any harm
Hand-me-downs all around, we craved the latest style
Segs in shoes and outside loos
A homely fireplace, though just the one
We’d huddle round, our toasting forks with crumpets on, and laughing all the while

So I won’t forget all the old little things we have lost
Things so casually into history’s family album tossed
But neither have I lost my tendency to tears, welling soft
From the broken heart that burned for you, 
Then split apart and turned to frost
That day you died, just fifty two, so very young.
Who’d have thought that all those old little things
Would fill the font of memory springs 
From which this tearful smile of mine has sprung.

All the old little things we have lost: some words set to the music of Michele Ansani

In the wake of this tragedy the sun still rises over the City Of Angels. Peace and love to all affected and may recovery be swift to revamp this historic city.

Sun Rose Over The City Of Angels

I was talking to Vinny Vaccarro today.. Apparently his boys are really into guitar now. They like to do riffs.. He says they dont much care about playing the whole song... just learning the riffs.. like the opening to Zepplin Black Dog and stuff like that..  I told him ... " you know, you can build a whole song around one really good riff.. or one spooky chord.. or one brilliant mistake ".

Thats how this song was born.. the opening chord is this funky twisted dissonant tripe chord with some spastic finger picking... it was as if I wasof I just discovered .. yeah..  And within this song lies the name of one of the bands I formed. " Ruddy Nickel ".. But the theme is a recurring one.. broke and pitiful.

And last but not least.. the title was spelled correctly ... BY ME.. for the first time ever.. that's because the recording engineer was a med student and had any number of $9 college words stashed in his formidable cranium. He used to really like my songs.. and then one day he said  " You know.. I figured out what it is you do "..  I only wish he would have let me in on it..

Lyrics: down there...

Down to my last Ruddy Nickel
Glad I don't smoke cigarettes
This mind could do with an empty space or two
this heavy head is throwing out my back

If times are hard
you better put that sign out in the yard
go all in with your poker grin 
and try again tomorrow
tides got to turn.. and good luck will shine on you

Those goodyear tires weren't the cheap ones
but they wont go a hundred grand
you cant just do, a Fred Astaire soft shoe
and move that line back in the sand

If times are hard
you better put that sign out in the yard
sell the shack and don’t look back 
try again tomorrow
tides got to turn.. and good luck will shine on you

congratulation and happy birthday
muzzle tuff and all of that good stuff
you know its always cause for celebration
when everyday your graduation

so get some sleep if you can manage
and dream about that moonlit bay
endless Hors D’oeuvres and drinks to calm your nerves
Sunday morning cocktails on the beach

If times are hard
you better put that sign out in the yard
dont be sad for what you had
try again tomorrow
tides got to turn.. and good luck will shine on you

Endless Hors D'oeuvres (Take 4)

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'Wishful Thinking' is is a mixed genre track of easy listening, ambience and soundscape. I've called it Ambient Fusion for the sake of a Genre.....

The Three Ps

Wishful Thinking

Pour Them Drinks

To the memory of Wilbur and Orville Wright.
The guitar sound is very rudimentary, like the ‘heavier-than-air’ machine that first lifted off the ground with a pilot on board in late 1903.

Cover picture: first successful flight of the Wright Flyer. 17 December 1903 at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina (Prints and Photographs Division, Library of Congress - cph.3a53266)

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2025).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, January 17.

Will you fly with me? *

I Am the Shaman by Donovan and David Lynch (DEDICATED TO DAVID LYNCH)

“Dessau Dreaming “ by Luke  (in memory of my brother) 

Long time ago during the Cold War in a small apartment in Dessau 🇩🇪
a 2 year old brother was introduced to his new baby brother, both boys were adorable with blonde hair & blue eyes.. 
one year later the older brother went by train to visit his Oma in Berlin.. 
that was the last time the brothers ever saw each other again..
the barbwire went up & the wall was enforced, forcing the 3year old brother to stay in the East while his younger brother (and Mother) made it to Aachen to live with the other Oma.. 
20years later the wall came down only boy left was the younger brother who grew up with the PolarBears in🇨🇦Canada..
he was a Diesel mechanic by trade
but he’s been writing & creating music since he was 6 years old..
I Created this song In memory of my older brother..
Dieter Schüßmann ❤️

“Dessau Dreaming” by Luke

Hey… glad you dropped by. Gonna get real cold here, and I have a bit of snow shoveling to finish before the cold snap, so this is a short song. More an exploration of ideas than a song, as I fumble about with music. Maybe the season? Or my age? Or life in general? Or my dreams at night about my life? Whatever it may be, I am certainly wondering about where I am right now, how I got here, what I am doing here, and where I might be headed, if anywhere in particular. Sometimes I catch little glimpses of the essence of all this. I am an old man now. Maybe this comes with the territory? I stumble about through these days, especially if I don’t watch where I am going. I’ve lived through far too many wars, too much collective global hatred and violence, and witnessed outright cruelty. That has made it more difficult to live on this planet, as time passes. I’ve also found myself lost in the beauty of this world, fascinated by everything around me. It is as if time becomes irrelevant, as everything just happens. Everywhere I turn I am amazed and grateful to be alive. I don’t want to miss a thing. We live, we die, we laugh, we cry. Thanks for stopping by and hanging out for a while, Mark

This Crow, Don't Ya Know?

sleepwaltzing

Drunk On Ice

Original
Lyrics & vocals by me
Music made in Garageband

Lyrics.

When I leave a room I enter a new one
Whats in the new room for me?
I can paint the walls with colors I like
Leave behind what I don't want to see

But I can never leave behind the ones i love
In my heart they always will be
I carry them with me in my soul
When I leave the room they are still with me...

Much of the old can be thrown away
Be replaced by something new
But something will always remain the same
My loved ones, I'm always here with you

I can never leave behind the ones I love
In my heart they always will be
I carry them with me in my soul
When I leave the room they are still with me...

I can never leave behind the ones I love
In my heart they always will be
I carry them with me in my soul
When I leave the room they are still with me....

When I Leave The Room (Original)

I'm very pleased to share our first collaboration with the talented pianist Vicenzo Piano. I hope you enjoy this beautiful piano and orchestral piece!
https://soundcloud.com/vicenzopiano
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ArJWBJ3_olE
Composition & piano performance: Vicenzo Piano
Arrangement & orchestration: Franck Charles

Vals De La Luz

An instrumental brand new track, more experimental along with punk rock elements (mostly 90s) along with the 80s feeling into it.
LUMI=Like u mean it.
 
Enjoy my friends!
Youtube: https://youtu.be/gzSvR9GT-zE
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(p) & (c), 2025.

LUMI

⚡ Synthwave energy unleashed! ⚡ Shock the Algorithm returns with a brand NEW album — Ultraviolet Cosmos.
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

🌌 Available NOW on Bandcamp — grab your digital copy today and step into the neon! 🌌