Related tracks: Flight Path

elegy

Flight Path

This is such a fun collaboration with Mike Fox and Axel Menningen. I feel so lucky to work with this team! 

Mike has created a wonderful video for you to enjoy as you listen. Please view it here: 
https://youtu.be/q0EfYJIEEdA?si=JhEnBVNhv5GnXlkx

I hope you like this as much as I do. 

Lyrics:

When you saw her face
You couldn't look away
And knew right then and there
(That) One day you would meet

From living room to Kathmandu
Trekking ever closer
Day to day and week by week
Now you're standing at her feet

Chorus
Mount Everest Divine
Goddess of the sky
Cloaked in ice diamonds and white gold
She's magnificent but stone cold
Don't drop your guard, don't be fooled
She's magnificent but stone cold

V2
Nothing with her comes easy
She gives no guarantees
She is the roof of the world
And the ice falls at Khumbu

You give her all you've got
Because nothing less will do
In the end you still may lose
Or watch your dreams come true
Chorus
Mount Everest Divine
Goddess of the sky
Cloaked in ice diamonds and white gold
She's magnificent but stone cold
Don't drop your guard, don't be fooled
She's magnificent but stone cold

Mount Everest Divine

I'm on Drums🤗 I love this band so much✨
Thank you Uziel,Jeff,Stephen&Terry~~much Respect✨

* 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)

juste un tour

Ta peau

Ta Peau  - STYC x MAZ

muha(demo)

The song has a remarkable age, and I changed it several times. This is the today version, recorded (guitar and vocals) with a RØDE NT-USB+; you can hear dogs barking in the distance (but I don't think they were protesting at me). The outro is from an earlier version.

LYRICS (ENG / ITA)

Break the biscuit of a only word
Dip it in the milk, see if it drips
A verse or something to put in my mouth
See what it touches me: the thorn or the rose

Cradle the minutes of some clock
To see them go slower
A precious alarm clock to put in the bank
But still I miss a thorn or a rose

It's the house made of sugar
when darkness falls
has cork steps
and walls of ashes
the inhabitants are sordid
they have a soft soul
they are foolish and perverse
it is the house of verses

Stealing the colours of a famous painting
sell them by the pound to a greedy painter
a murderous night to put on canvas
Will be worth the candle a rose or a thorn

To bet a needle from your haystack
But be a magician and find a thousand
a glorious hunt to put in your pocket
And more is not enough a thorn or a rose

It's the house made of sugar
when darkness falls
has cork steps
and walls of ashes
the inhabitants are sordid
they have a soft soul
they are foolish and perverse
it is the house of verses

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Spezzare il biscotto di qualche parola
tuffarlo nel latte, vedere se cola
Un verso o qualcosa da mettere in bocca
veder se mi tocca la spina o la rosa

Cullare i minuti di qualche orologio
vederli cresciuti andare più adagio
una sveglia preziosa da mettere in banca
ma ancora mi manca una spina o una rosa

E' la casa di zucchero 
al calar delle tenebre
ha scalini di sughero
e pareti di cenere
gli abitanti son sordidi
hanno un'anima soffice
sono stolti e perversi
è la casa dei versi

Rubare gli effetti di un quadro famoso
rivenderli a etti a un pittore goloso
una notte assassina da metter su tela
varrà la candela una rosa o una spina

Scommettere un ago del vostro pagliaio
ma essere un mago e trovarne un migliaio
una caccia gloriosa da mettere in tasca
e più non mi basta una spina o una rosa

E' la casa di zucchero 
al calar delle tenebre
ha scalini di sugherio
e pareti di cenere
gli abitanti son sordidi
hanno un'anima soffice
sono stolti e perversi
è la casa dei versi


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Lyrics: Pier Massimo Forni e Michele Ansani
Music: Michele Ansani (1979)
Recorded in 2024, October 14-15.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, October 16
Cover photo is from Pietro Corrao.

La casa dei versi (House of Verses) **

Have you ever realized you can't "unexplain" something...it's not even a word in the dictionary..

Ambulance In Gridlock

This is new take on a song that Rodolfo and I first worked on 4 years ago. He had always imagined it with fine saxophone and great backing harmonies and now that Continental Collision has a wonderful pool of talent to draw on, that has become a reality, thanks to Ce Mastro and Georg Boehme's beautiful contributions.
The song has been given so much more feeling and emotion.
Thanks to them and Rodolfo for believing that we could succeed  and thanks to all of you for listening.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix - @rplanes
Me - Vocals and additional lyrics
Javier Rolando - Original song lyrics
Ce Mastro - Backing vocals and chorus vocal arrangement - @cemastro
Georg Boehme - Sax solo and fills - @georg-boehme
Image (Caithness, Scotland): Courtesy of Douglas Corrance

A Stranger In Your Heart - Continental Collision featuring Ce Mastro & Georg Boehme

I don't know what I've done wrong?
I don't know why you have gone?
Though I hope some day,
When I whisper your name,
We'll be together.
But today's too soon.
When I think of you, I dream.
Yet still, I'm a stranger,
Yet still, I'm a stranger in your heart.

Sometimes I feel like a fool.
Never knowing whether you'll,
Give me hope some day,
Still I call your name.
We'll be together.
Is today too soon?
When I think of you, I dream.
No longer a stranger,
No longer a stranger in your heart.

A Stranger In Your Heart - Continental Collision (featuring Ce Mastro and Georg Boehme)

NEO MIND

Fake Paradise Redux feat. Emily Coy
Vocals Emily Coy
https://soundcloud.com/stemstore/emily-coy-fake-paradise-redux-gg-vocals
Paploviante: Music, E Bass, Synth, Mix and Mastering


Fake Paradise Redux feat. Emily Coy

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Trumpet solo. Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Fretless Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Acoustic full drum set full kit. Percussion Cowbell. Ago go Bells, Congas, Bongos.

Carmel

Funky Ride

Sunny Autumn Day
Lillithe: Music composition and Production


Sunny Autumn Day

Eastern Event

Cover : https://tomasmoraart.artstation.com/projects

WANDERING NIGHT.   🎧

Voici 'Le naïf adulte' morceau extrait du 4ème album de M'Z intitulé 'Émancipés du vide ?' sorti le 20 septembre 2024 (28 octobre pour la version numérique) sous le Label - Matziz Records 
Ici joué en live à la Mauvaise Foix (09) lors du concert de soutien au média indépendant Blast, organisé par le collectif La Barraque et l'association Dirt and CPU :
https://youtu.be/uwfqyimvqOA

Lien vers l'album : 
https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/emancip-s-du-vide
https://music.imusician.pro/a/DgMrDyXS

"Émancipés du vide ?"
Est un album qui mène une réflexion mélancolique sur les gouffres émotionnels que l'humain entretient, sur la difficulté de nous extirper de nos attractions diverses vers le néant, nos incapacités à regarder les déchets mentaux que nous produisons sans passer par la case culpabilité, c'est une critique de la normalisation, du conformisme, du positivisme creux vanté par nos esprits trop marketés et en quête du chemin le plus rapide vers un Sens quel qu'il soit. L'illusion d'être libre dans un monde qui vante des platitudes érigées en valeurs censées incarner cette liberté et pourtant située à vingt mille lieues sous ce que pourrait être un début de chemin vers une liberté effective. Enfin, il symbolise la nécessité vitale de retrouver notre naïveté perdue et de réapprendre à voir le beau et à œuvrer en ce sens.

Le naïf adulte (dernier morceau de l'album)
Traite quant à lui de la volonté de retrouver son état d'enfant, l'émerveillement initial, le fait de faire un reset sur la blase que l'expérience nous a apporté comme un fardeau. Sans perdre l'éveil de ce que nos déceptions nous ont enseigné à raison, mais sans traîner non plus à jamais le boulet émotionnel comme une dette éternelle de nos erreurs liées à nos perceptions juvéniles et alors en travaux. Être en mesure de voir le beau à nouveau, là où il se trouve effectivement, maintenant nous saurons mieux le viser avec justesse, ne plus le perdre de vue, l'honorer, comme l'enfant que nous avons toujours été et que nous resterons à jamais, enfin ne plus lâcher ce cap. La joie est un choix du présent, un acte de résistance à l'empire.

J'espère que le son et l'image vous plairont !

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Il devient de plus en plus difficile d'être musicien indépendant, alors votre aide, si vous aimez cette musique et que vous n'êtes pas encore totalement fauchés, me sera des plus précieuses.
N'hésitez pas à commander mon album ici :
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et à me soutenir en achetant ou simplement en écoutant et partageant les albums passés, plus globalement sur mon bandcamp : 
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En espérant vous croiser très bientôt dans la vie réelle.

Mathieu TORRES
M'Z
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Merci beaucoup à Stéphanie Artaud pour la prise de vue.

Le naif adulte - M'Z - Live à la Mofo - Soutien à Blast - VIDEO EN DESCRIPTION - Free Download

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

My chosen one will do anything for me
Pretty words, kisses and love
Gives me food, sings for me
Warms my skin when I'm cold

I don't want my chosen one to know
That I am actually very spoiled
Want this cuddling to never stop
Always let me be on top!

I'm spoiled
It feels so good

My chosen one, massage my neck!
While I lie here and enjoy my rest
And you can make me something to eat
Hurry up! I need massage on my feet

I don't want my chosen one to know
That I am actually very spoiled
Want this cuddling to never stop
Always let me be on top!

I'm spoiled
It feels so good

I`m spoiled
It feels so good

My chosen one will do anything for me
Pretty words, kisses and love
Do not let my chosen one see
That I am actually very spoiled

I`m spoiled
It feels so good

I´m spoiled
It feels so good

Spoiled ( In A cats Mind )

A song about the long downside of a good time.

Lyrics:
I walked down to the Pinegrove bar
I walked down to the Pinegrove bar
I hear the sound of laughter
And the threat of a good time
I walked past it
Then, I decided to go in
You always make me bend to your will
That finite skill
I've been away from you too long (2X)
I could drink every drop of you (2X)

I know you're sitting here
You're watching my wheels fall off
Looking like a Hanna-Barbera cartoon
Right here, in this very saloon!
Watching the wheels fall off
I don't know how to stop
I could drink every drop of you

Sometimes, I fall down
I fall down on the ground 
But, I'm enjoying the view
I'm a fuck up Baby
Every, every drop of you
We're all just playing dress up at this bar
I am ready to revise my part
I'm drinking
Until I drop
Every drop of booze

Every Drop

Cast of Characters:
Mistermark – @user-432503709 – Mark – drums, VST upright bass, electric vibraphone, horns, high organ in the last section, percussion (shaker, hand claps), production, editing, mix, and composition
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Fender Custom Shop Tele Thinline electric guitar and mastering
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, synthesizer
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – PRS semi hollow body electric guitar
This song began its life some 20 years ago recorded on Mark's old skool keyboard workstation as a bass line and drum beat, accentuated by a synth melody playing over some electric piano. It sat as that basic version until just recently, when Mark had gotten into horn arrangements, and wanted to try some out, thus creating the impetus for reviving this old tune. Plus, he wanted to get the Eclectic Collective to play the guitar and keys parts on it for a little extra jazzy pizzazz.
He turned it over to the rest of the EC gang with a pretty clear vision of what he wanted structurally. Stephen was first up, adding his driving guitar to the fist part of every verse. Josh deftly chimed in with the response line in every verse. JJ then came into the mix last and sprinkled his magic electric piano and other keys throughout. After all of our parts were in the can, Mark went to work dutifully editing and mixing what you hear as the final product. Stephen then did his pro mastering work on it to add a little bit more shine.
 This was a lot of fun to put together. It doesn't feature all of the EC, but the other guys will be on many upcoming creations. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Clyde's Glide (Eclectic Collective)

Out on the porch, pickin' & grinnin' & drinking beer, waiting for the fiddle player and the mandolin guy. Neither one showed, so we did the best we could with the guitars. My daughter Julia helped out on the vocal harmonies.

This little ditty is my attempt to musically chronicle the 47 years my wife & I have been together.

Two Vines

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