Related tracks: Giddy (now with lyrics)

The Void

Cast of characters:
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell --composition, piano, and strings
Ross Smithe-- @ross-smithe --lyrics, vocals, mix, mastering, and production
Josh Clary-- @josh-clary-1 --bass and mandolin
This is a song written on the piano by JJ, who wanted to share the creative process with two of his esteemed colleagues. He asked Ross to come up with some vocals and lyrics, which Ross did in a profoundly deep way. His experience with both life and singing is really evident in this. Then JJ asked me to add my multi-instrumental skills to the mix. So, I added bass and mandolin, with the great direction of JJ and Ross. Then JJ added some synth strings to the mix, too. Finally, Ross mixed, produced, and mastered it. 
  This is the first time, hopefully of many, that this trio has worked together. JJ and I, of course, are in the Eclectic Collective together, but this was our first time working with Ross. We were both really impressed with his work, and found him a real pleasure with whom to create. 
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we did recording it. Happy Thanksgiving!
Lyrics:Here, here in this moment, I'm free, I'm free 
And here, here in this moment, I see, I see 
Here is a moment, a beautiful moment, to be, just to be 
Here, here in this moment, I live, I live And here, here is a moment, to give, oh to give 
To give what I can't keep, to gain what I can't lose 
To lay it down, and find a better way Oh, lay it down 
Give it away 

Here in this moment in time (here in this moment in time) 
Cherish this gift of life (cherish this gift of life) 
This beautiful moment in time (this beautiful moment in time) 
Cherish this gift of life (cherish this gift of life) 
Cherish this gift of life 

And always be caring, loving, and sharing 
It is the way, it is the way 
To give up all you are, to gain what you will be 
To lay it down, and find a better way Oh, lay it down 
Give it away

Here in This Moment (with J.J. Terrell and Ross Smithe)

The Smoking Trout collaborative's Quest for the Holy Dumpling, episode 7 finds our traveling band of protagonists hitting on some good luck after we left them 'out of food and out of gas' at the end of the last installment of our work-in-progress concept album.

On this one, I came up with a beat and synth score as step 1. Then Jeff added some fantastic vocals and Stephen brought in a killer guitar groove. We always have tons of fun making these, hope you will enjoy listening as well!

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Vocals & Lyrics, vocal effects
* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Lead & Rhythm Guitar, guitar effects
* Tea R. Sea -- Synth, Beat, & Production

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Catch up with the first 6 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: https://on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

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

Sally ls a hero, found a hundred dollar bill and a sack of Skittles
ln between the Cushions of the couch-
Sid and MaryAnn are at the local bloodbank
peddling pints of plasma
for fifty bucks a pop-
Maurice and Nostradamus are at the western Union
picking up three hundred dollars
from their grandma ln Tacoma

Gus ls working on the Bus
ln the episcopalian Parklng lot
and even got two hundred dollars from the congregation-
Stu he's got a Visa card which he never uses
Ubered over to the lucky Ladles where he's playing black jack
hoping for a Major Parlay--Hoping for a major Parlay-----

Larry and Roberta, while beggin for some buckshees
and playln muslc on the corner at the farmers market
met a Sufi sitting on the sidewalk
serenely spouting scripture from the 
Transcendental Dharma of the Holy Dumpling

Along with baking soda, salt, wheat and water
A heavy leavening of responsibility ls required ln the making--
and some mushrooms only growing ln Oaxaca
lf you wanna make that dumpling, she sald
you're gonna have to go
To Mexico

A Major Parlay (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #7) w/ Stonerjazz & TexMex Shaman

"The prayer of the shaman to the four directions before beginning any new ceremony". Tuned to 432 Hz.

— This music simply wouldn't exist if it weren't for the wonderful poem and the lovely voice of writer Annie Dieu-Le-Veut. Honored for the invitation to participate in this collaboration.

• Words & Vocals by https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, November 2023

• Music composed, arranged, performed and produced by Evandro B. Lira aka Vintage Mutation.

WORDS:

I bow to the four directions.

To the East. The red dawn air
Sighing over the China seas,
Blow the nomad trade winds
Along your Silk Road,
Your Bay of Bengal
And swirling pyres of Varanasi,
Through the temples of Tibet
And the spiced Vedic lees.
Bring Vayu's sweet sylphs
To inspire our creativity.

To the West. The deep Atlantic
Heaves and tosses the merrows,
Your swirling whirlpools
And drowned, forgotten reefs
Of mermaids and mer-men
On high waves and farrows.
Bring up from Lir's feet
That purest of aqua cold.
Sail it fast over the Irish sea
And across the Menai roll
To wash away our pain and fear
And heal our troubled souls.

To the North. Soil of our minds,
Your caves of quartz and tourmaline
And your blue melting glaciers
Birthing borates from ice
Under the Borealis, the stars
Circling like glittering brides.
Roll your satyrs and sylvestres
Through the bleak Calanish stones
Over the rivers, brooks and glens,
To the oolite gold of Avalon
It's Thirteen Treasures and gems.

To the South. Cast your castanets
Your smouldering salamanders,
Your fierce Romany cantinas
Your red lipped, red hipped skies,
And your sultry, dusky sun-downers.
When the frangipani and mimosa
Whispers with exotic aroma
And the heart promises ‘Soon’,
Give us the southern comfort,
The tango and the wild fandango
To spark our dancing shoes.

© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, 2023

The Medicine Wheel | Ft. Annie Dieu-Le-Veut

Our family mascot in the cover photo is a pottery piece created by me and my wife.

Our Family Mascot

THE BOY - NEW MOON
Everything by THE BOY
Out on everywhere now❣
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I sang the feeling just like that I want to disappear. I expressed the feeling by comparing it to the new moon. 

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NEW MOON

"Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things, love never fails".  St. Paul continues his treatise on love to the Corinthian church--but is it true?  God help us if it is not. It is the central message of Christmas; that He becomes one of us to show us what love is in an ultimate way.  
And we celebrate glimpses; to feel the heartbeat of a loved one, to look deep into the eyes of the beloved and glimpse the soul, to hold the hand of young and old, to give aid to the helpless, hope to the hopeless, to forgive with the hope of healing.  Is it possible that acting in faith and hope is love in action?  I think so, I pray so. Merry Christmas and may you be blessed by feeling the pulse of those around you:)
A very special thank you to Seagull @farout-music-studio for his inspiration on so many projects this year, for urging me out of my playing comfort zone, and being a patient friend in all our endeavors:)  Blessings and much love to you my friend.

The Pulse Of Your Heart (Seagull, David, and Clara)

A bit of a mish-mash of genres roughly illustrating one of the busiest times of year! 
Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays to all of you and thank you all for your amazing support over this past year! 🙏😊🎅🎄🎵
'Music is the gateway to peace!' 🎵

Free download if you like it 😊

Artwork: Chaos Theory by Cameron Gray

Thank you for listening 💛

Chaos

'mischievous twunts'

twunt = twat + cunt

FS: synth, bass
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, drums, guitar

Let me tell you why I've got my boxer briefs in a bunch.
I've, once again, been victimized by mischievous twunts.
It went down one afternoon, at work, when taking my lunch
break, make no mistake, my belly ached, I was hung-
-ry. So, I went pee, shook my drips, washed my hands
and proceeded to the fridge, opened it up, took a scan.
Then I sifted several times before I thought 'God damn!
Some mischievous twunt, grabbed my lunch and must've ran.'
Because after peering closely at the tables about,
no one was stuffing pulled pork sandwiches in their mouth,
that I prepared, with special care, topped with smoked gouda melt,
and a slice of Hawaiian. I'm not lyin', for I was dealt
this bullshit situation as lunch began racin' by.
I thought, 'Well, no time to dwell,' and then proceeded outside
to my car. It wasn't far, where I could purchase a slice
of 'za. Wolfed it down and barely made it in time.
Through the door, to the floor. Such a devious stunt.
Enjoy the note from my Gems, and lunch, mischievous twunt.

mischievous twunts

Sort of an undemocratic approach to saving democracy, don't you think?
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For this one, I rounded up my fantasy band, the Famous Texas Men Of Note, to perform at the imaginary Seven Sisters Dance Hall, some 40 miles west of Austin, in the heart of the Texas Hill Country.  The crowd wasn’t huge that night, but it was plenty raucous.  Needless to say, we brought the house down.  We always do.

LYRICS
Finally bagged the prize,
Event commemorated with a photograph,
A delightful list of crimes,
Got ‘em prancin’ with the lawyers down the primrose path,
The scribes down in the court,
Breathlessly report,
With a glee they can’t contain,

Oh they’re giddy….

Giddy like the rats that swarm the sewage slag,
Giddy like the vultures, feasting on the rotted culture,
That has spawned them from its womb,
And they tell us all how grateful we should be,
Cause they’re doing it to save democracy.
 
Yeah all fortitude & grit,
Our protectors wouldn’t quit,
On this noble quest,
There would be no rest,
Staged sudden raids, drew dossiers,
Tried Russian links, threw kitchen sinks,
To cage the dreaded pest,
Damn the proper form,
They’ve snared Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,

And now they’re giddy…..

Giddy like the buzzards circling o’er their prey,
Giddy like the varmints, chewing on the hated target,
While the judges hold him still,
Giddy like the frantic hawks, flailing with their shrilly squawks,
The fear they just can’t kill,
Damn the coming storm,
Now they’ve booked Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,
Hey, the law may be applied unequally,
But it’s the only way to save democracy.

I beg you Lovely Lady, turn your head away,
Away from the shame, away from the pain,
America, America, how did we let it get this far?
We are your sons, what have we done?
What have we done……….

Ah but giddy doesn’t last, when the vengeance & the wrath,
Shred the piers that bear the load,
No it won’t be so hysterical, when even Heaven’s miracle,
Can’t keep our father’s code, 

Oh but decision day is nigh, & the beast is still alive,
And far too many still believe…..

So arrest the Monster!...show it on TV,
Silence him & anyone who won’t concede,
There’s no time for constitutionality,
When the mission is to save democracy.

Giddy (now with lyrics)

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released mid-2024 - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/t5sGg8f5L50
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lyrics:
I say let's get outta here, let'go where noone's near
and don't let fear reign on you

I say let's climb the highest mountains, let's drink from the holy fountains
and don't go back anymore

Don't take anything for granted, now the world's gone haunted
and this is what i say , from now on...


Grateful, not stranded
faithful like there's no tomorrow
ohhhhhh ohhhhhh

not dreadful nor abandoned
not shameful like there's no tomorrow
ohhhhh ohhhhhh

You got scared, trembling from fear
Like there's no one here, but you've got all that you need

material, this useless serial, your soul is imperial
don't let vanity make your demons feed.

Rock and Roll Kills

No Tomorrow

Original music by :FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin musician composer indie

FOR YOU 2024

fresh out of the frying pan, and into the fire...
here it is the new indirect collab.
an invitation for you to use it and place some of your stuff in it !
it hasn't to be only a solo, it can be everything.
so we can make a playlist!https://soundcloud.com/noxpox14/sets/noxpox-the-missing-solo-in
130 BPM

2024

noxpox - The Missing Solo ||| in search of some addings|||

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released mid-2024 - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EVDW2mi4i0g
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Explicit lyrics:
Felt like almost dead, would you carry me home, would you lay me down?
Felt like shit again, would you bring my pills? do you know how it feels?

i don't know where to go...is this the end? i don't know!
From the tip of my head...till my toes, is this hell and heaven's above?

is there a free ride or a lottary prize? to win to lose on an XL size?
crappy or not, time will show...all i know is heaven's above!

I don't wanna buy a lotta food
i don't wanna get rid the booze
i don't wanna buy an SUV
i don't wanna get fatold and get peed

i don't wanna watch the news
i don't wanna get dirty with tools
i don't wanna smell your farts
i don't wanna mess around with you fatfucks!

Heaven's above?

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released mid-2024 - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtnXGGtwzSQ
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lyrics:
Like we used to
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We don't play in gigs like we used to
We don't play in the streets like we used to
We don't hang out in squares like we used to
and we don't drink ice cold beers like we used to

and now we grew up, became strangers we fell on trap 
and the days are not the same, like we used to...used to

We don't jam at all, like we used to
we don't grill outside the yard, like we used to
we don't party as friends like we used to
we don't say hello like we used to....used to

and now egos stood up, became cold and all that crap
and the years are not the same, like we used to...used to!

Like We Used To

Cast of Characters:

~Mark F-- @mark_fosella -- bass guitar, composition
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – first screaming electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– second psychedelic electric guitar, production, and mix
J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell –electric piano 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-organ
This song is the first The Eclectic Collective has done with Mark, and we all had a great time making it with him. This song started with Mark, who is a bass player's bass player, giving his raw bass track to Ken, who brought it to the group. Ken laid down his exciting drums to match Mark's bass line before anything else happened, though. Once we had a rhythm section, JJ laid down his dancing electric piano. Once that was in place, Josh laid down the organ. Then it was time for the guitars, played electrifyingly by both Tez and Stephen. Tez plays throughout most of the song, and Stephen added his part towards the end. Stephen also mixed this for us expertly, as always. If you have a beverage in your hands, you might want to set it down. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Esophagus Metamorphosis- - The Eclectic Collective

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released March 1st - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=80YWaTAt8Gc
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lyrics:
We've been through a lot, a lot of shit
now it's time to fight, fight against
against this depression and evil vibe
this is the time we will take over our lives

We've been submersed deep deep down
we've lost our faith into this evil town
we have to get back, get back to our own feet
we had enough, enough with this shit!

and now we have our head up high
we know what it's true and never dies
and now we step up with god's command
we won't take it anymore, not get stuck into the sand

It won't take forever just to reach our dream
it won't take forever to delete the bad scene
it won't take forever to hold your hand
it won't take forever to the promised land

it won't take forever to live again
it won't take forever to face the sun
it won't take forever, it won't take forever!

It Won't Take Forever

Music:  PJ Project & Janne Hennie
Vocal & Lyrics:  Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix:  PJ Project

Lyrics:

Time is crawling slowly
Days are mostly grey
You set your wheels in motion
And just rolled away

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

My head is full and messy
You take up to much space
I try and try to clean up
My own wheels need more place

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

When I try to replace
Some of my spinning wheels
I will always end up
With a lot of empty deals

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

So i am just spinning around
Looking for a clue
That can get me started
And take me right to you

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

My spinning wheels are tired
The brake does not work..
Can't move back or forward
Just spinning around for you

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you

Could you please lend me
One of you spinning wheels?
So I can roll forward
And find some spinning peace..

You are no longer here with me
But my wheels of love keep spinning for you....

Spinning Wheels   W/PJ Project

Masgry Bost

Just a Girl Coping With Life's Challenges...
Lyric Video :
https://youtu.be/3uzyoFHTPyw?si=WN1YXvtgQS--3ikw

UNSTILL WATERS

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

Related tracks: Giddy (now with lyrics)

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