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Back in 2024 Dan C E Kresi and myself started working on a few ideas. Being the master of slicing and splicing that he is, he took some guitar parts I recorded and twisted them into something new....
Something called... OKTOPIA

These are the first tracks to be finished with more to come later.

Our styles may be very different, but when galaxies collide, sometimes magic happens! :)

OKTOPIA Presents: Deep Dive

Beats, Synths & Samples: Dan C E Kresi
Lead Guitar, Rhythm Guitar & Bass: The Shire Bairn Project
Produced by The Shire Bairn Project

More from Dan here:

https://on.soundcloud.com/7OQeMYQ0zsp4dsjsdv

Colliding Galaxies

Deep Dive

R-Black Opal

Video- https://youtu.be/mMGGHl5NekE?si=uaZYWPNfSnCULFZp

EP- https://moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/album/demos

On the new EP “DEMOS” Mood Exhibit takes on an indie, progressive rock sound. The material is intended for easy digestion, with catchy riffs, crisp momentum, and a band energy. This is a new exploration in sound for ME that once again expresses a love for many styles of music. The material on DEMOS is not the destination for Mood Exhibit, but instead yet another side trip on its musical journey.

Mood Exhibit - SWEL

Bubba Wants A Moon Pie

"She sat beside him, their shoulders almost touching, yet a canyon of unspoken volumes stretched between them—longing for what could have been and mourning what never was.  Each silence echoed with a thousand words neither dared to speak, the air heavy with the ache of both wanting and withholding.  In the quiet, their hearts told stories their lips never would—have missed chances, of the right words arriving too late, or not at all." 

There's this Flemish/Dutch expression "het spreekt boekdelen" which means something like "speaking volumes". In Flemish it means saying a lot, not with words but with a look or a gesture, usually in emotionally heavy situations. I wondered how one would put it if these emotions, however very present and clear to all concerned, would not be expressed at all. Hence the title "unspoken volumes".
I was reading about synth architecture then and wondered how an electric piano would sound like if I had to program it with a DX7. So I tried to emulate it using FM synthesis. The "unspoken volumes" theme came to me while messing about on the keyboard. The choir seemed like a fun contradiction to this idea of something unspoken.

unspoken volumes

Cast of characters:

Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea -- Terry – Synthesizers, Ibanez electric guitar, beats, composition, mix, and production

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Fender Acoustasonic acoustic guitar and e-bow

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – Custom five-string fretless bass

Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
electric wah guitar

Cgmaness – @hiddenhands-760647700 – Chris – vocals, vocal harmonies, and lyrics

This song began its life as a skeleton of beats and synth created by Terry, who also added some crunchy electric guitar hits to it, too. Terry is a very skilled electronic music producer, and frequent collaborator with Stephen for a project they call Texas Tea. It's worth going to check out their other collabs, as well as Terry's solo projects on his and Stephen's page. 

  Even though Terry and Stephen work together frequently, Terry approached Josh with a couple of ideas, and Josh picked this one, so Terry started the project and invited the rest of the band to join in.

 Stephen was the lead off hitter for this one, though, adding his magical and heavily processed acoustic guitar to the bridge in the middle, as well as textural guitar in the entire first half. He also added a couple of cool lines with his e-bow, which he used on his guitar. Ken was next up to bat, adding his always thrilling drums to compliment Terry's beats. Josh went to work next, now that he had a solid beat to work with, added his low-frequency five string fretless bass to it. Tez batted clean up, adding his thrillling Gilmore-esque guitar solo to the end of it. 

  Then, once the music was all finished, we turned it over to Chris so he could add his amazing, psychedelic vocals delivering his original lyrics throughout.
  Once we had everything recorded, we turned it over to Terry to mix, as it was his song 

to begin with. Terry is an excellent producer with a great ear. Stephen, who is our trained mixer gave him some key advice along the way, too, though.

  This is Eclectic Collective's third song with Terry, and we're always thrilled when he has something to offer us. He's a wonderful collaborator with tons of great songs on his page, that are all worth checking out. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

  Oh, and it's worth mentioning that three of us on this have birthdays this week, too. Chris' was first, on Wednesday, Terry's was Thursday, and Josh's is Friday (today). So, this is an extra special celebratory song for all three of us. We're all so very grateful for our SoundCloud community, friends, and musical family. We appreciate all of you!


Original lyrics by Cgmaness:

Lost in inner space,
questions interlace,
often they're erased.
amnesia's saving grace.
...
Many rising up,
What do you think it means?
Anything at all?
Anything?
....................
Wonder if you feel,
any of this truth?
Root systems occur,
we are one from birth.
we are one.
....
Slow to realize,
something is in the skies.
I cannot be wise.
We are lied to.
Realize, it's all a ruse.
but, we ripple on.
we ripple on.
we are one.
...
And that's when we fell back into,
a very familiar feel.
but I know.
Just pinholes,
just pinholes. 
....
Many rising up,
what do you think it means?
....
Sometimes we have to let go!

Koala Tea - Eclectic Collective w/ Tea R Sea

First track from "Cathedral of Ecstatic Sounds", a set of collab with Damga.

Cathedral of Ecstatic Sounds I - Hypnotic Maze of Music

'In An Altruistic Manner' An Alternative Acid Jazz track.

Dont Smudge The Ink

In An Altruistic Manner

Having to destroy yourself in order to begin again.
Play loud

Bandung, sea of flames
In 1946, the people of Bandung Indonesia
They had risen up against their British oppressors
Realizing that their army was weaker
And much less powerful
They decided to abandon the city
They adopted a scorched earth policy as they left the city
Burning the city to the ground
And one day start again...

Bandung, sea of flames

Bandung, Sea Of Flames

(No GenAI used - My voice + Vst instruments)
J'ai écrit cette chanson en pensant à certains lanceurs d'alerte visionnaires et courageux dans notre histoire qui se sont battus et continuent  de se battre, souvent seuls au début, jamais dans leur intérêt mais pour un monde meilleur, quitte à chambouler leur vie à jamais
--------

J'ai marché loin des cartes
Et j'ai vu des choses qui n’existent pas encore
Des lumières dans la nuit, des arbres vieux qui chantent
Et la vie qui disait merci

Mes mots tombent, sans écho 
Tu regardes ailleurs, isolé dans tes écrans
Je trace des cercles dans le sable rouge de mon sang
Des idées debout dans un monde qui dort

J'ouvre les yeux, je suis seul sur Mars
J'entends mon cri dans le casque
Qui s'éteint dans un vide infini

J'ai pris la route sous un ciel sans phare
Cherchant l'esprit derrière le masque
Rien n'est écrit

Je grave des poèmes sur des vitres givrées
Quand tout est figé, exilé dans ma capsule 
Des mots laissés pour ceux qui pourraient me trouver 
Espérant qu’un jour, ils feront le détour

J'ouvre les yeux, je suis seul sur Mars 
J'entends mon cri dans le casque
Qui s'éteint dans un vide infini 

J'ai pris la route sous un ciel sans phare

Et personne ne croit
Le monde que je vois
Mon rêve et ma voix

Et c'est ici que je vis
(Et personne ne croit) 
Vis seul sur Mars
(Le monde que je vois)
Dans mon esprit
(Mon rêve et ma voix)

Et c'est ici que je vis
(Et personne ne croit) 
Seul sur Mars
(Le monde que je vois)
Dans mon esprit
(Mon rêve et ma voix)

Et personne ne croit 
Le monde que je vois
Mon rêve et ma voix

-----
I walked away from maps
And saw things that don't exist yet
Lights in the night, old trees singing
And life saying thank you

My words fall, without echo 
You look elsewhere, isolated in your screens
I draw circles in the sand, red with my blood
Ideas standing in a sleeping world

I open my eyes, I'm alone on Mars
I hear my cry in the helmet
Fading into an infinite void

I hit the road under a lighthouse-less sky
Searching for the spirit behind the mask
Nothing is written

I engrave poems on frosted glass
When everything is frozen, exiled in my capsule 
Words left for those who might find me 
Hoping that one day, they'll make the detour

I open my eyes, I'm alone on Mars 
I hear my cry in the helmet
Fading into an infinite void

I hit the road under a lighthouse-less sky

And no one believes 
The world I see
My dream and my voice

And this is where I live
(And nobody believes) 
Live alone on Mars
(The world I see)
In my mind
(My dream and my voice)

And this is where I live
(And nobody believes) 
Alone on Mars
(The world I see)
In my mind
(My dream and my voice)

And nobody believes 
The world I see
My dream and my voice

Seul sur Mars

Photo taken and edited by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Dressed-Xylophone-1211662654

Troublemaker From A Boring Sanctum

In collaboration with Francess Harris. She played the piano composition and I did the composition of the orchestral arrangement. Thank you for listening and enjoy. Any comment is appreciated always.

Faraway Dreams (feat. Fr. Harris)

Love is nothing from above
it's only for a few
And you can't take it with you

Fear is nothing but a coward
That never had to walk alone
Under this rain shower

Love becomes tomorrow's sorrow
Nothing you can win
No time that you can borrow

Hope, what are we looking for?
Looking at the world around
Without an open door

Peace, the world will never see
No one can see eye to eye
Including you and me

Tomorrow's Sorrow

On se cherche à travers les mains 
On se regarde et puis tourne la tête 
A s'épuiser et entendre ta voix 
Pour me donner l'envie d'avancer 
Ou juste de s'arrêter 
A ne plus croire et continuer à s'essouffler 
Pour retrouver la couleur du ciel 

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 
"Et si l'on prenait l'air"
Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre 

Tu me perds et traverse la pièce 
Je te regarde au loin disparaître 
Tourné la tête plusieurs fois 
A t'épuiser à entendre ma voix 
J'avance mais tu recule 
On se retrouve à chaque pat 
Pour effacer la couleur du ciel 
On se retrouve à chaque pat 

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 
"Et si l'on prenait l'air"
Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre

Pourquoi je cherche et pourquoi tu ris 
A quoi ça mène toutes ces folies 
Même sans te voir viens avec moi 
Arrache et toute la rage en toi
Sort vite de là 
Laisse le feu s'éteindre
Et Sert moi dans tes bras 
Image juste la couleur du ciel 

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 

Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre

Plus rien à attendre ni entendre 
Je pars de cet endroit un peu étroit 
Pardonne-moi si tu étais bien là 
Je t'embrasse malgré le froid 
Je te laisse un étrange souvenir de moi 

Qui te blesse au plus profond de toi
Je te laisse un étrange souvenir de moi 
Qui te blesse au plus profond de toi 

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 
"Et si l'on prenait l'air"
Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 
"Et si l'on prenait l'air"
Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre



À terre

À  terre

Garden

Brand new track after a long time ago! Check out this one guys and gals and let me know if you miss my synthwave tracks with my own vocs on it! Share , Support and comment!

Let me know if u really dig it. Cheers and have a great summer y'all!

IknowIknow

Jackson Jewel

It's too cruel this morning light
It was just in dream
I held you tight
Bare, touch, felt real, felt right
Asleep we coming alive tonight

I should stop, it felt way too good
A dream inside
The deepest wood
The screams are real,
Loud tongue roughed
Sleep for these dreams...
Aw fill me very much

Too cruel
Too cruel...

The suits are gone we obey this scene
With most infinite tantric beam
Wrapped up timed fast rhythmic duo
Bend my back green Jackson Jewel
Way too cruel these open eyes
Too cruel was dream you gripped me tight
REM embrace like no other
Word tantric trace
Dream lover

Solo heard we were there locked
Hands held head and back and shock after shock
After shock - Too cruel as climax
Just dream wrapped in slumber finest

Too cruel
My Jackson Jewel
It's too cruel
Green Jackson Jewel
It's too cruel
Green Jackson Jewel

Too cruel this morning light
It was just in dream
I held you tight
Bare, touch, felt real, felt right
Asleep we come alive tonight

Sensual sense saw full fantasy
Reel me in
Real world Adriatic Sea 
I’ll be forever waves of the deepest light
Maybe our insides will find that out
As melody moon I got my sun
Gem Jackson Jewel stroked heart strings on
So I'll tilt to you JJ toned one
Keep me on
To real wrapped fun

Ah aw it's too cruel
My Jackson Jewel
It's too cruel
Green Jackson Jewel
Aww it's too cruel...
Oh green Jackson Jewel it's too.... 

"Caaaaaaaarl, Where are the Cups"👽



Notes
This one's a good test on my desire to project my music exactly the way it comes out and be honest about it... At the risk of exposing myself too much! Fuck it!

I wrote this half awake after an actual dream that the lyrics paint... I managed to write it and almost retained that period of time where you remember what happened, this is normally only a very short time as we all know but because I managed to retain that lucid feeling... It worked to sustain that period of remembering some what maybe as I got stuck into the writing so quickly after starting to wake up! It was actually really cool and I've never and may never write another song like it again. A very unique experience. The music came later but the words were born in a pretty lucid state! Schweeeeeeeeet


Some people might not do this and feel ashamed to! Great! That might be someone else...

Shame is only something that exists in a person's head if the person gives a shit about what other people think of what you are. Be what you are and be proud of that. Just Be. My auntie always says .. "Other peoples opinions of me are none of my business" And I love having that truth for myself too. You have to read the room and be respectful but ultimately best not be afraid of this world 🌍 There's too much fear out there as it is so may as well create all the love possible

Be conscientious... Then für moi...
Real Love Darts = Fear Bubbles Burst
Yes please 💙🫵🏽👽

Jackson Jewel

Je ne t’oublierai jamais,
Mon ange, mon Chevalier.
Nos regards se sont croisés,
L’horloge s’est arrêtée,
Brillent les lumières dans la nuit,
Elles se lovent love love….
Oooh ooh ooh…

Le temps a tout emporté,
Nos rêves, nos rires d’enfants,
Je ne t’oublierai jamais,
Mon phare, mon Chevalier.
Brillent les lumières dans la nuit,
Elles se lovent love love...
Ooh ooh ooh …

Ooh ooh ooh…
Ooh ooh ooh…
Ooh ooh ooh…

Le temps a tout emporté,
Nos rêves, nos rires d’enfants,
Je ne t’oublierai jamais,
Mon phare, mon Chevalier.
Brillent les lumières dans la nuit,
Elles se lovent love love...
Ooh ooh ooh …

Ooh ooh ooh…
Ooh ooh ooh…

Ooh ooh ooh…

Le temps a tout emporté,
Nos rêves, nos rires d’enfants,
Je ne t’oublierai jamais,
Mon phare, mon Chevalier.
Brillent les lumières dans la nuit,
Elles se lovent love love...
Ooh ooh ooh …

Ooh ooh ooh…

CHEVALIER

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