Related tracks: Albert Rufus Smith (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #11)

This is the latest song from the album Wou-Wou & the Wormling, Stricknice, Bitzone, and I have been working on. Like all the rest of the songs in the set, this one began during the start of the pandemic and reflects the changes in political perspective that were happening in society, and continue to this day. And, as with the other songs, I started this song with an unreleased demo from Wou-Wou and created a 1 minute outline which I then often passed on to a guest collaborator. When it came time to fully work on the track, I expanded on the original idea, along with the guest collaborator stems, until a full song was arranged. I then passed the bones and organs of the song to Stricknice and Bitzone to add any additional muscles and flesh they believed in until it was finished. I am so blessed to work with Wou-Wou, Bitzone, Stricknice, and all the guest collaborators on this inspired set, that one day will be complete. 

May everyone find something authentic to themselves to believe in.

Track Credits:
Mayor of Donutville: Synths, Chimes, Vocals
@mayor-of-donutville
https://mayorofdonutville.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Guitars, Reverse Guitars
@j-nice-6
Bitzone: Bass, Drums, Keys, Vocals, Mix, and Master
@bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Guitar, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
@wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Arrangement, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Looking for a new day
Looking for a new way to pray
Looking for a new way to say
I need something to believe in

Waiting for the next season
Waiting for a better reason
Waiting for some cohesions
In my something to believe in

Searching for another chapter
Searching for another answer
Searching for the here after
To give me something to believe in

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Praying for a true sign
Praying for not to resign
Praying that any divine
Has something for me to believe in

Been out there but it’s freezing
Been out there but it’s displeasing
Been out there now releasing
My reason for something to believe in

There’s nothing in the wind speaking
There’s nothing in the house creaking
There’s nothing for the sinned seeking
For there’s nothing left to believe in

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Reborn but still
Still worn out for real
Forlorn with no goodwill
Forgotten like landfill
Discarded until rotten
Downtrodden turned to God and
Abandoned I turn to
The concerns of the spurned few
True or is it not true
It is what we’ve been through
When all has been lost to
Those others who sin too
Grew up with a promise
Now there’s thieves up upon us
Asking who can we turn to
To return to us what’s due
I shouted but nobody
Listened I doubted
And then somebody heard
Just wanted to be devoted
So a savior got stirred
For a favor his word
With our promise to help turn
The truth to be blurred

When will there be a new leader
When will there be a new preacher
When will there be my savior
To tell me what I should believe in

Looking for a new day
Looking for a new way to pray
Looking for a new way to say
I need something to believe in

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Something To Believe In

Mayor of Donutville, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & CKP - Something To Believe In

Elderly old men in the nursing home having teenage styled crushes on the nursing staff.
From the Album: "Arrhythmia & Blues" 2024

Lyrics:
Nurse Felicia
You know that you messed up my mind!
Makes this old man think about his younger times

I hear that cart coming down the hallway
With those pills 
All lined up in a row
I see you moving to that Top 40 song
And where she takes me
You know I want to go

Nurse Felicia
You know that you messed up my mind!
Make an old man dream about his Summertime

You wheel me to my physical rehabilitation
You make me feel exhilaration
The Doctors say:
"You need to keep your blood pressure down"
Down! Down! Down!
I hear that cart rolling down the hall
I see her moving and grooving
To a Top 40 song
When I see her my heart sings along
"wherever you take me, you know I want to go"

Nurse Felicia
You know that you messed up my mind!
Make an old man think about his younger times
Nurse Felicia
You know that you messed up my mind!

Nurse Felicia

One day I had been messing with „that scale” (also called a Tunisian/Satie/Gnosienne scale), came up with this and used the chords for another song. Then I've revisited this one, added some more chords, some sort of solo/melody and... got myself a song, also. Or something like that.

A Path to the Unknown World

Inspired by a poem by Robert Bly:

 “Ah, on this planet we are born again and again. A gold sun rises in the East, but for us, it is a black sun. Each time the black sun rises, dazzling and tremendous, its sadness flows into us. ‘If this sadness could not flow out of me, it would kill me.’
I listen and I see a horse-dragon swim up out of the Black Sea. It climbs into the air. Play on, play on - what can we do but long for this dragon-water from the Black Sea to fall on us?”

While making this, the medieval text 'Omnia sol temperat' dumped into my head. As it have the rebirth theme as well, the synchronicity of it all seemed unmistakeable :-)

Ah, on this Planet

Ah, On This Planet

The Rose Theatre existed for only 17 years before its demolition in 1604. In the days of Shakespeare's tragedies this was surely a sad tale indeed. 
With 22 theatres in London at the end of the Tudor dynasty these bawdy wooden palaces were situated on the rough southern side of the Thames where cock fighting and bear baiting were also prevalent attractions. The remains of the Rose Theatre's foundations were discovered during recent redevelopment and are now a much heralded visitor attraction.

Track: Recorders / Soprano Sax / Flutes / Tenor Sax / Clarinet / Beats

Pic (c/o Pinterest): A re-imagining of the Rose Theatre on the south bank of the Thames (near the Globe Theatre) in cross section.

Tudor Rose Blues

There was blood...
There was blood on the doorframes 
of the homes that were spared
as the weeping of Egyptian mothers 
was heard through the night. 
Innocents died. 
Mysterious are the ways of the righteous fights.

So strange...
So strange that innocent blood is the price of freedom.
We were told to eat and drink to remember.
And, as I seat at the sacred table, 
I refrain from looking around, searching for the traitor.
It could be me…
It could be me...

Mysterious Are The Ways (based ond Debra Bueskings' "The Sound of Memory" solo piano version)

Recording sessions from 18/03/2024 - 06/09/2024.
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite, 
  Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
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❤️🕊️🙏

250 - ❤️🕊️🙏

Port Lockroy - Αρκτικός Λιμένας

Jack Wild as Tom Ornshaw:Melody (1971 film)

Ornshaw

I WILL RETURN (Ft.Molly Barnett)

Feel Alive (Remastered)

J’ENTENDS RIEN J’ENTENDS RIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS RIEN DE RIEN DE RIEN
Y’A TROP DE TINTOUIN
J’ENTENDS PLUS LES CLAMEURS
LES ARMES AUTOMATIQUES
J’ENTENDS PLUS LA MUSIQUE 
TOUS LES SONS COULENT À PIC		         
TITANIC TITANIC

J’ENTENDS RIEN J’ENTENDS RIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS RIEN DE RIEN DE RIEN
ET ÇA FAIT DU BIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS LA COLÈRE
LE VENIN LA VIPÈRE
J’ENTENDS PLUS LA PANIQUE
NI LES TAC NI LES TIC
TITANIC TITANIC

J’ENTENDS RIEN J’ENTENDS RIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS RIEN DE RIEN DE RIEN
TOUT CE BARATIN
                  
C’EST LE MONDE DU SILENCE
PLUS DE SON PLUS DE SENS
QUAND ON Y PENSE

LE MONDE EST SOURD
LES TEMPS SONT LOURDS

ECOUTE

J'ENTENDS RIEN  (Lyrics)

When it falls.

Copyright 2024. Joe Stroffolino

I keep up with all the latest health and fitness trends every single day
I’m trying really hard to do my best to keep the aging process at bay
Sometimes I get overwhelmed by all the conflicting advice
Taking a break from all this this healthy stuff sure would be nice
I’m buttoned down a bit too tight
I really want to take a bite
Of something that’s not right
And one day I just might
I try to make good food choices when I shop at the grocery store
When I go to a friend’s house I drink one beer, even though I want to drink more
I try to get regular exercise and keep my weight under control
I try not to turn up the volume when I listen to rock and roll
I’m buttoned down a bit too tight
I really want to take a bite
Of something that’s not right
And one day I just might
These days my idea of being crazy is having an extra scoop of ice cream
These days my idea of being crazy is having an extra scoop of ice cream

When you’re living a life of self deprivation
Sometimes you’ve gotta take a little break
Sometimes you gotta put down the celery and have a slice of cake
Sometimes you just gotta let down your hair
Even if you don’t have very much left up on top of there
I’m buttoned down a bit too tight
I really want to take a bite
Of something that’s not right
And one day I just might
These days my idea of being crazy is having an extra scoop of ice cream
These days my idea of being crazy is having an extra scoop of ice cream
These days my idea of being crazy is having an extra scoop of ice cream
These days my idea of being crazy is having an extra scoop of ice cream

Buttoned Down A Bit Too Tight

Cast of Characters:

 Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – bass, guitar, synth, main drums, percussion, composition, production and mix

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–  electric sitar

Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ and electric piano

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – traditional gourd form body sitar and lap steel


 This is a song that Chris wrote on the drums, bass, and guitar and shared with the collective. We all love working on Chris's songs, and got to work on it even more enthusiastically than usual. Josh was up first with his lap steel, which he weaves throughout. He also added the sitar at the beginning and the acoustic sitar at the end. Stephen stepped in and added the gnarly electric sitar at the end. JJ also made his presence heard by adding the thrilling organ and electric piano throughout. Ken then augmented Chris's original drums with his own in expert fashion. Last, but not least, Tez added his electric guitat magic to the stew, as well. 

  Since Chris brought this song to the group, and is a fine producer, he did the honors of the mix and production. 

  This is our latest with Chris, whose music we all adore. If you dig this, you should go check out his page, as it contains lots of wonders to hear. We all hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

New Strings Theory (Eclectic Collective)

The Smoking Trout is back with a new chapter in the saga of the Holy Dumpling.  Was great to hear Uziel in front of the mic again as well as Tot laying the beats.   Jeff and Terry remain masters of their domain. 

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Vocals, Lyrics, Original Idea, Acoustic Guitar, and Artwork

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Electric Guitar & Bridge

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea - @tea_are_sea -- Synths & Production

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Catch up with the first 10 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics (by Stonerjazz):

We all chose it, we arrived here at this self-same place
he liked to think that he had earned it
but that simply not the case.
He just dreamed it up one sunday afternoon
while drowsing and lounging in the Ether
where the US resides
while living on a Proton Banished
to the outskirts of a single Atom
In a single Universe-
It was a wicked Curse, specifically designed for him
A scorcerer, Albert Rufus Smith
Stole a Rocket ship and he took it to Uriah
He was a rascal and scoundrel and a liar and a thief
But he had a magic knife that he had won in a game of dice
on a stormy night in a corner of some ruins
in the desert in december by the fire light with some other witches from Oaxaca
where he'd Spied Roberta picking magic mushrooms naked in the moonlight
with her brothers and her sisters and some others from the Bus-
It seems that Albert Rufus Smith Was Smitten

The eternal now is Wow
When we wonder why we wander
where we will
while walking walking walking to fulfill
the contemplated vacancy
Beyond the vast Horizen

Alberts knife was sliver with a handle made of Amber
when he held it high above his head
it gave off a blinding light
and on that night on the planet of Uriah
when Gus and all his jolly happy hopeful holograms arrived
on that Beat-up Bus
That formulated plan in Alberts wicked head
appeared to be on Track
had he not been messmerized by Roberta's perfect presence and physic
he might have pulled it off, that dirty rotten little sneak--

Sid and Larry caught him and his Cronies
trying to steal the bus and Abduct
Sally and Roberta too, Who
were sleeping on the bus in the back together as they always do,
And Gus was not Amused-
Albert seemed to be confused until he held his Magic knife up high
and blinded ever bodies eye
and in a frantic flight he escaped into the distant night--

Albert Rufus Smith (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #11)

Hello everyone,  
I often get asked whether I like to play rockier music. 
My answer: Here we go!  😎

Andrea once again came up with a fantastic set of lyrics, from which Mike created the basic structure for the song. The song was good from the start, but it wasn’t rock enough for us. That soon changed.  
I also had the desire to "musically duel" with Mike once. That was a lot of fun, as you can hear in the song. 

Now turn up the speakers and annoy your neighbors or turn your headphones up a bit.

Enjoy listening to "She's Beautiful."

Lyrics: Andrea Brennan  
Guitars/Vocals: Mike Fox  
Keyboards: Axel Menningen

She's Beautiful (feat. A. Brennan and Mike Fox)

Special thanks to Hemanifezt for his a cappella...

CHANGE MY LIFE .   feat. HEMANIFEZT

Produced by Clay Young
Inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's poem (1843)
Music created with Udio AI

The Conqueror Worm

We really hope that you enjoy our latest song "Magic Box" its been quite a while since our last song. Lizzie has added some really beautiful vocals and our collabs are always so effortless and fun!
Please go over to Lizzie's page and listen to more gorgeous songs @taylor-pentland   Thank you again for all of your kind plays shares and playlists!!

Vocals - Lizzie Taypen  and Annette
Lyrics - Annette and Lizzie Taypen
Piano and arrangement  - Annette
Harp- Annette
Strings - Annette
(c) Vocalatti and Lizzie Taypen  2024

Magic Box  (With Lizzie Taypen)

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

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