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Interpretación y arreglos : Jesús Flores.
Producción y Mazterizacion: Arturo Guevara G.
The Noise Infection Studio

Querido Amigo

The Floating Island is a metaphor for the challenging goal of achieving peace among all humans, and a respectful relationship with nature throughout our world.
Music, Poem, Composition: Andrew Janik https://burythejar.bandcamp.com/
Voice: Oddrun Eikli
Photo: by MAR 
https://www.instagram.com/michaelanthony333/

Thank you Andrew, for your beautiful music, and for this JOY.

Floating Island


Seek. Peace
Water. Sunlight
Sleepless. Night
Waves. Caress


Sand.  Storm
Inner. World
Lost. Found
Radiant   Diamond


Floating. Floating
Floating. Floating
 Free


Fish. Speak
Stars. Sing
Plants.  Nourish
Angel. Wing


Floating. Floating
Floating. Floating
 Free

Floating Island . Music: Soundpainter. Voice: Oddrun Eikli

Ich lebe für Musik

🌌 Moon and Aries – The Arrival (Remastered 2025)
A hypnotic, cinematic trip-hop journey—The Arrival is a sensual calling into higher love, inner liberation, and deep transformation. Reminiscent of 90s icons like Massive Attack and Portishead, this remastered version fuses retro textures with futuristic soul, pulsing with seductive vocals, poetic emotion, and atmospheric production. It’s the moment pain dissolves, desire awakens, and you stop running... and finally become.
✨ You don’t just arrive—you BECOME. Let it convert you. 🌕♈
www.moonandaries.com

The Arrival

The Arrival (Remastered 2025)

Spotify

The Arrival (2025 Remastered)

Although I'm clear that I'm not good at this style of music, just to have a little fun. Using Nexus. The loop with the vocals is : K-Pop / Sequence / Dance Alpha Vox

RPR08_78

Written, produced, mixed and mastered by She's Excited!
Released on https://soundcloud.com/teknofonic

Let’s have a good time, babe!

My Death is dancing
Next to me

My Life is scared to death
What a glorious mess
My Death drinks to life
And smiles

My Life says: “If my shadow leads the way
It’s time to face the sun again, yeah!”

My Death is dancing
Next to me

My Death buys us a drink
He seems pretty nice, I guess
My Life’s still scared to death

Death says:
“Are you afraid of me?
Why are you afraid of me, my love?

I’m just a part of you
Baby, I belong to you
You know we’re fusible
Dark, bright/bold and beautiful

Let’s have a good time, yeah!”

My Death (Is Still A Nice Guy)

hypnotizing

“L’Amour de Love” by Luke

I posted the long version when I only had 50 followers..
here is the shorter version .. it’s one of my favourite compositions.. and yes the “big tough as nails” is a romantic 

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Guitar & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“L’Amour de Love”  by Luke

Morgentau

Sanft legt sich Tau auf Blätter nieder, ein silberner Schleier, kühl und klar. Die Nacht vergeht, es tönt ein Lieder, der Morgen grüßt so wunderbar.

Die Tropfen glänzen, funkeln, fließen, wie Perlen auf dem grünen Kleid. Sie spiegeln Licht in sanften Priesen, ein Tanz der Zeit, ein Traum so weit.

Die Sonne küsst die feuchten Wiesen, verwandelt Tau in goldnen Glanz. Ein neuer Tag beginnt zu sprießen, im Morgenlicht, im Lebensstanz.

💧

Morning dew

Dew gently settles on leaves, a silvery veil, cool and clear. The night fades, a song sounds, the morning greets so wonderfully.

The drops shine, sparkle, flow like pearls on the green dress. They reflect light in gentle prisms, a dance of time, a dream so far.

The sun kisses the damp meadows, transforming dew into a golden glow. A new day begins to sprout, in the morning light, in the dance of life.

Morning Dew

Cardinal

Flowers.

Written in January 2024.

Published in July 2025.


During the first few months of last year, I was ill with my recurring kidney stone problems.

Fortunately, that passed.

I left some of the compositions I started unfinished, and some sketches were barely started.

This is one of them.

My mother lives in a typical Andalusian house in Seville.

One of the characteristics of these houses is that they usually have a courtyard where there are all kinds of flowering and non-flowering plants.

Obviously, they need to be cared for, watered, fertilized, etc.
My mother loves doing it, and in spring she reaps the rewards of her labor.

I always give my flower icons to the women I follow (I hope I'm not annoying them by doing that), so I thought it was interesting to draw inspiration from all of that to put this together.

17 Tracks native instruments MS2 & Old Xewton forum.
3 XPad 
2 iMini Arturia
1 iProphet Arturia
2 korg IM
1 Ob-xd 
1 flowtones 


Mix: my hear 
Software. Music Studio 2
Hardware.ipad

Cover. A part of the courtyard of my mother's house

Thank you for your comments

Next…. Crossroad

Flowers

Date de publication: 08/07/2025

Musique, arrangements, claviers: Leia & C.M
Mixage, mastering: C.M
( Composition exempte de l'IA )
(IA-free composition)

© Leia S.V & C.M 2025, All Rights Reserved.

Beyond the Sky

Tendre

Cast of characters:
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — Ovation acoustic guitar, lead vocals, lyrics, and compostion
Scratch Kelly -- @scratchkelly — Sarah —  vocals
one man verity show – @one-man-verity-show – Scotty – Epiphone melodic guitar and vocals
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino --  vocals
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – triangle and vocals
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – (?) electric guitrar, mix, and production
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen -- (?) electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass

Mr Bringer-er Together-er is Josh. You may also know him as artist Entheogenic Psychnought or the spine of Eclectic Collective. We all came across Josh in our own lucky ways but he really sets a high bar for spreading constructive musical love and encouragement on SoundCloud. This song started out as a comment. I went to call Josh Mr Bringer-er Together-er and my phone auto corrected it. the next morning K2 swooped in and said what I wanted so I used that as a trigger for the song.
So TBD had a rough arrangement. We then invited a few artists except Josh to paint it for him. Scratch Kelly aka Sarah beamed through some amazing vocals. Not long behind Joe Stroffolino painted in some brilliant backing vox.Then Scotty (One Man Verity Show) chimed in with some amazing guitar, trippy backing vocals and the super artwork you get to enjoy. Mistermark brushed in a triangle and some vox and then K2 added those trusty drums. Llanpsych then strutted in and added some super lead guitar and not far behind him was TexMex Shaman with epic rhythm guitar that showed the way for the song from that point of view showing a much better space to all the other instruments then the original demo guitar. That was a lovely lesson on less is more...

The song was now ready to give to the main man and get it painted and he chose his trusty bass to put some strawberries on his own musical cake.

Carl now stared at 37 tracks and went... Hmmm Stephen/TexMex Help! Stephen mixed and mastered it to its crisp current form and it was a very difficult mix. He basically had to merge 3 projects to one and really aced the challenging mix and master like the true shaman he is. We hope you enjoy the song that brought us together again. May it give us more togetherness like Josh so wonderfully demonstrates everyday

You da brother man Josh 🤘🏽

Lyrics

Magnet of human
Moulded by melody mind
Just jester Josh delivers this kind
Collective of creed worth all our belief
Friendship
Togetherness through skill and relief

Sharing, Caring
Composer of purr
Human vibrations of the highest occur
Let's celebrate this human some more
It's Mr Bringer-er together-er

Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er

Loving, Not shoving
Honing, Not moaning
Positive to give
In music he live
Loving his kids
Like he loves us
The luckiest kids who take this EC bus
Josh is the driver
Mr Music Jeez
More Mr Bringer-ers together-ers please

Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er

The Joshua Tree collecting collective
Physical dreams
Metaphysical pleasures
Skills. New.
Unconditional prime time
The only thing we tow is how we making new time line

Mr Bringer-er together-er

You are the rod
You cast your spinners
You reel us back in from lake bitter winter
It's Spring all the time in your World and Page
Our Mr Bringer-er together-er sage

We all love ya mate

Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er Oh oo
Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er Oh oo

Mr Bringerer Togetherer - [Eclectic Collective]

Trop de prisonniers politiques dans le monde!
J'ai composé cette chanson sur un texte de Boris Vian,  un écrivain, poète, parolier, et  chanteur français que j’admire beaucoup.
https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boris_Vian

Too many political prisoners in the world!
I composed this song on a text by Boris Vian, a French writer, poet, lyricist, and singer whom I admire very much.
https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boris_Vian

Les images ne sont pas des vrais prisonniers
The images are not real prisoners
 Translation after the French text


Le Politique (par Boris Vian, Extrait)

Ils ont sonné à ma porte
Je suis sorti de mon lit
Ils sont entré dans ma chambre
Ils m’ont dit de m’habiller

Le soleil par la fenêtre
Ruisselait sur le plancher
Ils m’ont dit mets tes chaussures 
On chantait sur le palier`

J’ai descendu l’escalier
Entre leurs deux uniformes 
Adossé à une borne
Un clochard se réveillait

Ils me donneront la fièvre
La lumière dans les yeux
Ils me casseront les jambes
A coups de souliers ferrés

Mais je ne dirai rien
Car je n’ai rien à dire
Je crois à ce que j’aime
Et vous le savez bien

Ils m’ont demandé mon âge
J’ai répondu vingt sept ans 
Ils ont écrit de mensonges
Sur des registres pesants

Ils voulaient que je répète
Tout ce que j’avais chanté
Il y avait une mouche
Sur la manche du greffier

Mais  je ne dirais rien 
Car je n’ai rien à dire
Je crois à ce que j’aime
Et vous le savez bien

Qui vous a donné le droit 
De juger votre prochain
Votre robe de droit noir
Ou vos figures de deuils

Si vous voulez que je vive
Mettez moi en liberté
Si vous voulez que je meure
A quoi bon me torturer

Mais  je ne dirais rien 
Car je n’ai rien à dire
Je crois à ce que j’aime
Et vous le savez bien



The Politician (by Boris Vian, Excerpt)

They rang my doorbell
I got out of bed
They came into my room
They told me to get dressed

The sun through the window
Streamed onto the floor
They told me to put on your shoes
We were singing on the landing

I went down the stairs
Between their two uniforms
Leaning against a post
A tramp was waking up

They'll give me a fever
The light in my eyes
They'll break my legs
With their iron-shod shoes

But I won't say anything
Because I have nothing to say
I believe in what I love
And you know it well

They asked me my age
I answered twenty-seven
They wrote lies
In heavy registers

They wanted me to repeat
Everything I had sung
There was a fly
On the sleeve of Clerk

But I won't say anything
Because I have nothing to say
I believe in what I love
And you know that well

Le politique

This is the lyrics version of my piano piece (https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-clap-of-one-hand). (Roughly) same melody, but now with lyrics. 
If the melody left you puzzled about the title, maybe the lyrics will connect the dots. Hope you enjoy it — drop me a comment, I’m curious what you think!

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The Clap of One Hand - Lyrics
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The high priest looked the monk straight into the eyes 
“You search for wisdom, want to see through disguise 
Then hear the clap of only one hand, 
Imagine tasting the kiss of only one lip!”

The monk was puzzled, did not know what to make of this question 
His mind was racing without the slightest suggestion 
The meaning was hiding so deep 
He could as well go to sleep

And as he lay down he thought and he thought some more, 
And soon he’d snore a Monkish snore 
Deep in his dream he saw the cosmic law 
As it is and will be and has been before

To find the truth you need to see the world through different frames,
As place and motion, time and energy play Heisenberg’s games
The one single truth, the clap of one hand deceives the ancient lore

And then his dream shifted to our world
Where flags of dogma are unfurled
Where it’s en vogue to scorn the views of those 
Whose minds are differently curled

They yell their slogans convinced that it's only their kind who knows truth
They silence doubt and debate to keep everything smooth
They vote in blocs convinced others mean harm
They don't want to discuss they don’t want to disarm
They spit poison and phlegm - 
Them is us, us is them

The monk awakened quite surprisingly rested – and something like pride filled his chest 
The dream had opened his eyes and he knew the deep meaning that the koan expressed 
And so as fast as his feet could carry him he ran to the temple ground Requesting to see the high priest and as soon as he met him he told him the solution he found:

“Avoid the clap of one hand 
'Cause you can not understand 
The world in all its true colors if your mind cannot bend 

Every Current or Tide 
Must with others collide, 
A single stream is quite boring, nothing happens inside.

Seek out the voices that are not like your own – 
Don’t guard your comfort like a dog protects its chewed upon bone 
Be cautious if all of your friends do agree – 
You might discover greeater insights without cheap harmony

A field of only one crop may spark in sunlight like gold, 
But slight disease might turn these fragile monoculture to mold 
No coral alone can just survive with it’s kind – 
Reefs only thrive when hundredthousand curious creatures entwine

Don’t flatten the ground so that your pace can be faster –
'Cause if you don’t train your balance each false step means disaster 
All life, all vision needs to ripple and bend – 
Not frozen in uniformity but free to transcend”

The monk fell silent, his speech was complete - 
He wanted praisal, but the priest kept his seat. 
An awkard silence filled slowly the air, 
The priest just sat there with a calm, timeless stare

“I like your thinking—it rings wise, it rings bold, 
It has reason, it's crafted, it's gold. 
But, dear monk, there might be one subtle twist: 
There is one aspect that you seem to have missed.

You see the truth where opinions compete, 
That wholeness only grows where none is complete. 
But if no single view should stand out alone 
Then even your own view must be overthrown

You praise duality, the joining of two - 
But what if your view in itself is not true? 
What if the world isn't built as you claim? 
What if we’ll never know the rules of the game?"

Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
… Reflect on the clap of one hand

The Clap of One Hand (Piano Poetry)

I started making this piece with the intention of it being a set of songs that could stand on their own as well as being an open collaboration, but then it took on a life of its own, and things just got out of hand from there, lol! 

But I still managed to control myself and didn’t add too many samples though, haha! 

I was listening to 1985 and 1986 hip hop singles when making this so….

You can download this for free as well as some of the unmixed stems on Bandcamp. The lyrics can also be found on Bandcamp since SC didn’t provide enough space in the song info. I reached my description limit!

Feel free to treat it as an open collaboration if you like. The song list, BPMs, and time signatures are listed below. 

I Like To Sample Old Drums Bandcamp Link: 
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/album/i-like-to-sample-old-drums

Funny we are now moving to Portland. Bye, bye Hillsboro. I guess this is now a farewell song. 

Track Credits:

The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

I Like To Sample Old Drums
Rap Attack: 112 BPM 4/4
Take The Max Down To Hillsboro: 189 BPM 4/4
Peach ’N Plum: 132 BPM 3/4
What, Would, When: 112 BPM 5/4
I Like To Sample Old Drums: N/A
This One Goes: 101 BPM 4/4
Bllll: 92 BPM 4/4
The Couch Can’t Help It: 87 BPM 4/4

Here are the lyrics just for: 

Rap Attack

I will
Put you in a tourniquet
Bleeding there’s no stopping it
Got a pimple 
I be popping it
Tripple nipple
Don’t be knocking it
I be chopping it off
Now blood is slopping  
I ain’t mopping 
You be dropping
When you slippin’ in it 
Finna sit and watch as I scoff
Maybe lickin’ ice cream soft serve, huh
What cha sayin’ I can only seem to catch ya gurgling brah
Nah, No one can hear you scream 
When you got a severe stream of
Foam bumbling, bubbling from your mouth, tumbling gravitationally south
Bro, i’m feeling bad for your health
See you reeling keeling over looking so sad 
had I know your noncongealinkg slow at healing
I might have
Not tried to put you in a tourniquet 
Tried to put you in a tourniquet
Tried to put you in a

I Like To Sample Old Drums

Bandcamp

Russell Sinfield and the Couch King -I Like To Sample Old Drums

Original by JJ Cale 1986
Acoustik guitar & vocal: Docvet
Other instruments & mix : PJ Project

Cajun Moon

This is an alternate version of this song which was originally released by The Eclectic Collective in October of 2024. Thank you for giving it another listen!! 

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



New String Theory (The Eclectic Collective) - alternate mix to the original

We present you the 6th brand new track of Hostal Handshake's upcoming album "Stone Oracle" (2026). It's the first studio release after 18yrs!
Song called "Skeletons in the Closet", enjoy, share, like, comment!

(p) & (c) 2025, HH.

lyrics:
Skeletons in the Closet 
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Wandering through mystery, temptation is rising
this grain of guilt, this hidden truth, is always tantalizing

The veil is torn, anxiety's born and skeletons are dancing
This Crimson sky is full of doom the wolf's cry is nonstop buzzing 

But i am free, i've got my head clear and calm sleeping
and i am free, i've got no demons that whipping

(I rest my case, i'm ready to face the day
don't really know about you, in this life we all pay)

failed again to speak the truth, the echoes and bones are rattling 
You chased the sun but found the moon, the silence is crackling 

(and now i know, i'll do it my own way
the crack of dawn, is right here to stay)




Skeletons in the Closet

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

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