Related tracks: La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Voice of the nation

This is an original arrangement from the original soundtrack movie “A Nightmare On Elm Street” (1984).
 All instruments, effects are performed, recorded, and mixed by myself. 
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A Nightmare On Elm Street Tribute - Charles Chambaz

Conga and Bass brothers

Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo, 2025, all rights reserved. 
Thank you for listening :)

Original Photography by https://www.pexels.com/de-de/@anna-nekrashevich/

Lost In Dreams

With many thanks to Cecilia for this open collab!!

call for peace

What happens if "Dust In the Wind" meets "Classical Gas"?  I sought to answer that profound question one morning when I was riffing on an A-minor chord and couldn't think of another way to describe this acoustic concoction. I couldn't think of a better name for it either, but seemed to have a "ballad" feel to it, either about a hero or villain, I'll let you decide, and maybe catch a "catnap" thinking about it:)

Ballad For Acoustic Guitar

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The Walking Session (Rehearsal)

Joy Swirl - AfterHours

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

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 Casino melodic  electric guitar and vocals

Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino --  vocals, art polishing

Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – triangle and vocals

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

Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitrar, mix, and production

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Fender Stratocaster 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 (Carl/TBD) 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, I 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, and polished the art. Then Scotty (One Man Verity Show) chimed in with some amazing guitar, trippy backing vocals, and the super artwork you get to enjoy. Mark brushed in a triangle and some vox, and then Ken added those trusty drums. Tez then strutted in and added some super lead guitar, and not far behind him was Stephen with some 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 than the original demo guitar. That was a lovely lesson on less is more...


The song was now ready to give to the main man for him to paint, and he chose his trusty bass to put some strawberries on his own musical cake.


I now stared at 37 tracks and went... Hmmm Stephen, 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. bringer-er together-er (with...read the credits)

A rough and ready summertime rock & roll song. Discount Jimmy Buffett.
A salvage title is a car deemed a total loss by an insurance company.
From the album "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025)

Lyrics:
I surround myself with my friends 
That I know and love
Kick those bad times
Down the stairs
A little shove
Even when we're hurt
Drinking a toast
To the last rotation of the earth
You should know by now

We're living life with a salvage title
I'm out of sync
With my circadian cycle
Your molecular structure
Looking vital  🤪 
Salvage title

Take the time
And disregard all the rest
I'm at the Ramada Inn
Under house arrest
They say life is just a little test
I took off my shirt
To get this off my chest
You should know by now
This kind of spirit never goes away
It just becomes something else

We're living life with a salvage title
Getting sunshine
In tiny vials
Kicking down the portals of time
For an on time arrival
Salvage title 
Hot dog (yeah ) !!!!

Salvage title
And if you're coming over tonight
I'm going to be up late
Dancing with myself
Like Billy Idol

Salvage Title

Vocals; https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia

Rap; https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa

Production; https://soundcloud.com/rizlix



cover art created with https://www.canva.com/




Special Cecilia x FRAWSTAKWA x RiZLiX - Make A Little Music

listen in it's proper order  at Sonic Structure and Silent Stretches https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/scalar-fields?si=a4ded6b0462f4929b3f05def556b0a35&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharinghttps://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/scalar-fields?si=a4ded6b0462f4929b3f05def556b0a35&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

album coming soon to Bandcamp!


instruments and voices: Jeff Gardiner and jo richter (and one outside voice generated via magix hub and some further artefacts that just manifested during the process)
further reading: How Forests Thinl: www.anth.ucsb.edu/sites/secure.lsi…Introduction.pdf
modulation, arrangement and all that: jo richter
lyrics: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter
image: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter

whilst I was looking
for some kind of semblance
of something somewhere in the tangled undergrowth of
silent thoughts and bellow-voiced persuasions
that might be well described as somewhat sidewinded akin
to the kinesthetics of the barnacles and brambles and
cliffside-dangling while still clinging, perspiration hope
I met the transcendental hobo drifter
down in the scalar fields , tied with a rope
to roaming notions of delusion
and love and love and running from a mistress,
his or mine, known to be crow of crowleyan dimensions

endowed with much renown among the locals
for telling truth and spitting frogs
and hailing hail and splitting rocks
and all the while the transsedential drifter
ate from his open can of beans upon the pitted fire

and whispered ruthless, patient, cunning, sweet
on repeat:

[in the sonic version, the following
icaro is overlaid by a voice-
over explaining the term "icaro"]

„the tunnel of dances
the funnel of trances
the fuel for chances
the focus of tidal glances
paint eyes on your forehead
wide eyes on your forehead
so the jaguar knows
so the jaguar knows
that you are not dead
not asleep and not dead
not asleep and not dead yet.“

and all I heard and all I got and all I simply understood
was to hush that voice, that voice within my head
to hush that voice, that voice within my head

it was then I noticed, not without bewilderment
the wooden spoon in his left hand
a spoon not made of silver
not silver and not gold but wood
and it was then I very nearly understood

scalar fields pt 4: talons heels(reloaded)-with Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches

My SoundCloud friend from the UK Martin Dean recently took me up on a suggestion that we create something beautiful together. Something spoke deeply to me while listening to his Cloud, and after about a month of consideration he settled on this improvisational piano piece of mine, and worked to orchestrate it along the 'less is more' principle.                              And OMG... something wondrous was born as you can readily hear.  Bless your Ears and your Soul, Martin!  and Thank You for engaging.

You can hear more of Martin's work @martindean

May you enJOY!  And btw... I'd recommend putting this one on Repeat.

© Gary Courtland-Miles 2016
 ℗ Gary Courtland-Miles 2016
© Martin Dean & Gary Courtland-Miles 2025 
 ℗ Gary Courtland-Miles & Martin Dean 2025

Photo of our Sun on 04/07/2025 : by NASA Solar Dynamics Observatory

Quantum Vibrations *  w. Celli by Martin Dean

My Endorphins Are Smilin' How 'Bout You? (A Love Song-sorta!)

Losing Art Bar

When I was a kid, I had toys on my brain but now kids today want video games.
***
She says there’s a really overpowered character in in this video game that she likes
There’s a really overpowered character in in this video game that she likes
It’s my favorite game daddy she says please won’t you let me buy it
I say no, no, no, no, no no, no, ten dollars a week that’s too much money to spend
Ten dollars a week five hundred twenty dollars a year
I say no, no, no, no, no no, no, ten dollars a week that’s too much money to spend
Ten dollars a week five hundred twenty dollars a year

When I was a kid I’d ask my parents for toys and a lot of times they’d say no
Cause funds were tight and there were places where the money had to go
And now the shoes on the other foot and I’m starting to understand
I’m not pooping money like Daddy Warbucks
I’m not buying expensive drinks at Starbucks
She keeps wearing me down and there’s only so much I can take
And I know that sooner or later my resolve is going to break
Food clothing and shelter, Maslov had a hierarchy of needs
But if you drill a little bit deeper down into the weeds
There’s lots of other things that we all want
I say no, no, but eventually I’ll give in, cause I’m fighting a battle that I know I just can’t win
I say No no but eventually I’ll give in, cause I’m fighting a battle that I know I just can’t win
I’m fighting a battle that I know I just can’t win

The No No Song

Former biathlon Olympic champion Laura Dahlmeier has died on 28th July 2025 while climbing in the Karakorum. A rockfall hit her at high altitude at Laila Peak while she was on the road with her rope partner. Rescue operations were greatly complicated by the dangerous situation.

This tune was supposed to be published with another title and with vocals. It was not finished yet, neither was the life of Laura.

Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans. John Lennon.

Die Welt hat Dich am Laila Peak verloren

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