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I'm Casting Spells

YOU NEED SOMEBODY

Komposition - 602220240202 (Ambient Night)

Photography, painting and music are inextricably linked for me. My paintings and photographs are created on an equal footing with my songs. Sometimes they are mutually dependent, arising simultaneously in a creative process. This led to an idea for a video to bring you closer to my pictures and my music:
YouTube: https://youtu.be/n13TdtRdiy8?si=RUHeT9A52veBCZoG
Composed after a painting from a current series. Music created in interaction with painting and vice versa.
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Fotografie, Malerei und Musik sind für mich untrennbar miteinander verbunden. Meine Gemälde und Fotografien entstehen gleichberechtigt mit meinen Liedern. Manchmal bedingen sie sich gegenseitig und entstehen gleichzeitig in einem kreativen Prozess. Daraus entstand die Idee für ein Video, das euch meine Bilder und meine Musik näher bringen soll.
Zu sehen auf YouTube: https://youtu.be/n13TdtRdiy8?si=RUHeT9A52veBCZoG
Dieser Song ist komponiert nach einem Bild aus einer aktuellen Serie. Die Musik entsteht im Zusammenspiel mit der Malerei und umgekehrt.

Komposition - 602220240202

Wie Sonnenlicht

This is a brand new song that I wrote with Lillian Mareddy last week. It's a rock break-up song from the guys point-of-view. Great lyrics by Lilly with a nice groovy riff by me. A good rock singer could have a hit with one! The video, which looks fantastic btw, will drop on Nov 6th on YouTube.

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/awTWjY0vvfc

  I don't know why but every time Lilly send me a lyric, I want to rock out with it! I'll be writing more ballads with her in the future. So this is for all you guys out there that are "Free To Fly" or think you're "Free To Fly"! Let's be real!😂👍😎✌🏼

“FREE TO FLY”

I DON’T GO OUT HOPING TO SEE YOUR FACE,
IN THE SAME OLD BAR, THAT SAME OLD PLACE,
AIN’T NO COLD SIDE OF THE BED FOR ME,
NO EMPTY BOTTLE OF HENNESSY, OH, OH, OH,             
     
I DON’T MISS YOUR VOICE ON THE OTHER LINE,
I’M NOT SITTIN’ AROUND WASTING MY TIME, 
AIN’T GONNA WAKE UP AND START TO WEEP, 
YOUR FACE DOESN’T HAUNT ME WHEN I SLEEP, NO, NO,

BECAUSE THERE AIN’T NEVER BEEN A YOU, YOU, YOU,
NO HEARTBREAK I’VE EVER BEEN THROUGH, THROUGH, THROUGH,
AND I DON’T NEED ANOTHER ROUND, ROUND, ROUND,  
DON’T HAVE A MEMORY TO DROWN, DROWN, DROWN,
NO HEARTBREAK FOR ME,
CAUSE I’M FREE TO FLY,
     
NOW I’M DOING FINE, IT AIN’T NO LIE,
NOBODY EVER MADE MY DUMB-ASS CRY,
NEVER BEEN ONE TO LET LOVE GET ME DOWN,
I AIN’T FEELIN’ BAD CAUSE YOU AIN’T AROUND, NO, NO,

[LEAD]

BECAUSE THERE AIN’T NEVER BEEN A YOU, YOU, YOU,
NO HEARTBREAK I’VE EVER BEEN THROUGH, THROUGH, THROUGH,
AND I DON’T NEED ANOTHER ROUND, ROUND, ROUND,  
DON’T HAVE A MEMORY TO DROWN, DROWN, DROWN,
NO HEARTBREAK FOR ME,
CAUSE I’M FREE TO FLY,
FREE TO FLY, FREE TO FLY, FREE TO FLY, FLY, FLY,
I’M FREE TO FLY,   
FREE TO FLY, FREE TO FLY, FREE TO FLY, FLY, FLY,
I’M FREE TO FLY.   

BY JIM VALDES & LILLIAN MAREDDY © 2024

ODDS & ENDS

"FREE TO FLY" (Feat. Lyrics By Lillian Mareddy) [Video -https://youtu.be/awTWjY0vvfc]

Listen to my song 'echoes' in which a trumpet, trombone, tuba and baritone sax react to eachother on a funky base of drums and dry finger bass!

echoes

A fist full of saucers and aload of seasoning

ZzYaR

Arene is bit of a personal change up exploring an older love of mine of Chillstep combined with a simple elegant touch of some symphonic elements.

Arene

It's always a pleasure and an honor to add to David's beautiful guitar compositions. This is (for me) a somewhat melancholy glance back at summer and a looking forward to what is to come: the crackle of a woodfire and the different ways the sunlight plays on the floors during the autumn season. I love the changing of the seasons and I thank my Creator for this pleasure.
Hear more of David's beautiful music @david-dunhamuser589535203

Bittersweet Goodbye: David Dunham & Debra Buesking

When I was in infant school my class was a ragbag bunch of scruffy working class urchins, self included.  National health glasses held together with band aids, hand-me-down clothes, bruises, jam sandwiches.  There was a kid in that class who was very quiet, often absent.  Good at reading.  Good at running.  Kept himself to himself.  Sat at the back, never made eye contact.  Never put his hand up.

Turns out he was very deaf and spending a lot of time in hospital with operations of various sorts.

When he was seven he was given a hearing aid - huge thing the size of a transistor radio that sat in his shirt pocket.  The story I heard was that when he first went home with it his mam took him for a walk down a country lane to try it out.  He was very upset that it was obviously broken - all sorts of odd scratching and buzzing noises.

They eventually realised that he was hearing insects for the first time.  

Imagine that.

Often wonder what became of him.
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Huge thanks to my two friends here: Paco for inspiring and driving this project with his wonderful music, and Oddrun for lifting my simple lyrical efforts to another level entirely.
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A Good Boy

A symphony of crushing silence 
Played his timpani of weathered clay
Under lowered eyes that cried defiance
He’d softly make his quiet way
A guiding star that burned with life, but ever failed to shine
Kept his distance, from afar, no avatar to hide behind
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their condescending, pitied way.

Inputs built of aural mud are clinically desensitised
Muffled whispers trundle under cobbled skies of grizzled grey
Dreams and aspirations that never could be realised
He’d tightly close his eyes and lightly kneel to pray
Social cripple loner ‘neath a joker’s plastic smiles
Silent rippled mannequin, cartoon audio spastic child
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their well meaning, hurtful way.

Flip the switch and hear the light
Bear witness to the revelation
A trip to day-sound from his silent night
Demolishing all his expectations
Sweet blushing kiss of angels’ eyes
One of them has turned the volume dial
To flush his muted domicile
And hear the crickets singing on the chamomile

So cast the light fine, on the deafened child’s mind
And let the sound shine as the clearest of days
A new world’s flight is leaving dark behind
Clarity rebound leads the way
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy…..

So swing the arc’s beam, bless the lonesome soul
Illumination wakes the inner self
Warmth of seemliness melts the cold
Communication taken off the shelf
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy …. He’s a good boy now.

A Good Boy:  MidiSound, Oddrun Eikli, 1234567890

℗ © Copyright 2024 Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered in Logic.
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE in standard tuning
Photography: 
Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
SONG NOTES AND LYRICS: 
It's nice to be recording again with a view to completing my 5th Solo album over the next few months. I decided to go with just guitar and vocals for this song, which I think best reflects the lyrics. For those interested in how I record my acoustic guitar, I have used a slightly different technique for this song, using a blend of stereo small diaphragm microphones, together with Direct Input from my Taylor electro-acoustic guitar, played through a mixer into my audio interface. Hope you like it.

LYRICS:
I watch the dawn approaching 
The earth beneath my feet 
Spins in all it’s silence 
To the sound ….. of my heart beat

And over the horizon
These colours fill the skies 
I breathe in this morning air
Thankful for my eyes 

For I am but a fellow traveller
As we circle round the sun
For all this life we ever know 
We travel all as one

I watch the dusk approaching
The earth beneath my feet 
Spins into the moonlight 
To the sound ….of my heart beat

And I gaze up in wonder 
Beyond these starlit skies 
I breathe in this cool night air
Thankful for my eyes 

For I am but a fellow traveller
As we circle round the sun
For all this life we ever know 
We travel all as one

The Sound of My Heart Beat

The Sound Of My Heart Beat

Worst Case Scenario

Cast of characters:
Surfers Like Us– @user-411502040 –Artur–composition, arrangement, and foundational rhythm guitar
Llanpsych– @llanpsych –Tez–electric guitar, composition, mix, and production
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– acoustic guitar
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and electric piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]-- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums and percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –four string fretless bass 
Mistermark --  @user-432503709 — Mark — production engineering


This song began its life all the way over in on the other side of the pond, where our frequent collaborator, Artur wrote it on his electric guitar. Being a fan of surf music, he composed this awesome piece with The Eclectic Collective in mind. He shared it with the group through Tez, who was first to respond to Artur's guitar with his own, creating a psychedelic base of sound for the rest of us to add to. 
  Ken was up next, laying down his always exciting drums and percussion. Josh, of course, followed straight behind him, now that he had a beat to play to. JJ came soon after, laying in his ethereal organ and dancing electric piano. Last, but not least, Stephen laid in a really trippy acoustic arpeggio based acoustic guitar part to kick it to the next level.
  Of course, every great song needs a great producer. But before we even started the song beyond what Artur and Tez laid down at the beginning, Mark deftly separated Artur's basic beat from the music. Amazing what technology can do these days! For rest of the production, we tapped the very talented Tez to do the honors, which he did perfectly.
  This song marks about half a dozen we've done with Artur. We're all big fans of his unique surf rock sound, and jump at the chance to collaborate with him. If you like what we've done here, you should check out his page, as it's loaded with gems in the same strain. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Flow of Life (Eclectic Collective)

Cogito Vestrum is an epic and profound work by DestKorn that takes the listener on a journey of inner reflection and connection.
The title, Latin for "I think of you," conveys a powerful intimacy and contemplation of the unspoken. With a blend of epic sounds and atmospheric arrangements that create a majestic yet vulnerable mood, the track unfolds as a musical meditation. The emotional depth of the piece is carried by the masterful instrumentation, offering a moving and almost cinematic experience. Cogito Vestrum invites the listener to dive into the depths of their own thoughts and experience a connection beyond words.

Note: This track was entirely composed, performed, arranged, and produced by myself – without the use of artificial intelligence.
Creating authentic music with real emotion and personality is important to me. Thank you for listening and for your support.

℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized use, reproduction, modification or distribution of this track is strictly prohibited and will be prosecuted under applicable law.
℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn. Alle Rechte vorbehalten.
Jegliche unautorisierte Nutzung, Vervielfältigung, Bearbeitung oder Verbreitung dieses Tracks ist untersagt und wird rechtlich verfolgt.
Artist & Publisher: Matthias K. / DestKorn
SenneRecord – established 2012

Cogito Vestrum

Cast of Characters:

David Marconi — @david-marconi-917184705 — electric guitar, bass, foundation synth plus midi percussion and assorted traditional voices, production, mix, and composition
Elpiverse — @elpiverse — Elpi -- vocals, vocal composition and production
Ron Lewis — @ron-lewis-779503933 — synth 
TexMex Shaman --  @texmex-shaman –Stephen– sitar and mastering
Mistermark – @user-432503709 – Mark – talking drum
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- synth flute and ambient synth
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums and percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – 5-string fretless bass
AliasZen (Elpi's husband) — artwork (created with the help of AI)


This song began with David, who wrote it on the guitar, synth, and bass over a programmed beat he created. He and Josh met more than two months ago and decided to do a collaboration, based on mutual enjoyment of and respect for each other's music. Dave had this song pretty much fleshed out, although it was still a skeleton when he offered it to Josh, who, of course, got the rest of the Eclectic Collective involved. 

  Dave asked us all to compose our own parts for the song, so we all got to work right away doing that. We all realized that the first order of business would be to get a real beat on this, so Ken accomplished that task with some dynamic, Eastern inspired drums and percussion, which he plays throughout the song. JJ then stepped in and added his best eastern flute magic. Stephen was next with the perfect-vibe sitar you hear in the first two sections. 

  Josh came next to add his five-string fretless bass to the mix, augmenting David's high, staccato bass with his deep, low tone bass. Then, for the third section, where David's Gilmore-esque guitar solo resides, Josh drops out, allowing for Dave's awesome bass playing in that section. However, Josh does come in again towards the end, in the final section, too. Also, in that section, Tez dropped an augmented, harmonic, electric fire, complementary guitar part. Then, David's frequent collaborator and friend Ron added some well blended, ethereal synth to the first section, too.

  Once we had the instrumental parts pretty much laid down, we began to discuss getting a woman to sing on this, as David was inspired by The Great Gig in the Sky, by Pink Floyd, and we all agreed. Who we found to do it actually blew all of our minds. JJ, being familiar with her music, contacted Elpi first, and we were all lucky enough that she agreed to do it. Having heard Mediterranean music all her life in Greece, she tapped into what her husband said were her "ancient Greek roots," for her spectacular vocal performance. She finds all the modal notes and places them perfectly throughout her sections. 

  But before we were done, Mark came through with some really striking talking drum parts in the first two sections, too. Once we had everything in the can, David took over, both with some masterful editing and production, and with the balanced, dynamic mix. The mix was a formidable task, but he did it with considerable skill, also taking everyone's opinions into account, which is a talent in and of itself. When he was done with the mix, he turned it over to Stephen for the mastering, which the latter did to everyone's satisfaction, as always.

  This is the first song the Eclectic Collective has done with David, Elpi, and Ron, and we all hope it's the first of many, as we welcome them into the EC family. They all have some wonderful music on their pages, too, so do yourself a favor and check out all of them, as well. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

The Siege

The Siege : by David Marconi featuring Elpiverse, Ron Lewis & The Eclectic Collective

Out in the shiny night, the rain was softly falling
Tracks that ran down the boulevard had all been washed away
Out of the silver light, the past came softly calling
I remember the times we spent inside the Sad Café
Oh, it seemed like a holy place, protected by amazing grace
And we would sing right out loud, the things we could not say
We thought we could change this world with words like love and freedom
We were part of the lonely crowd inside the Sad Café
Oh, expecting to fly
We would meet on that beautiful shore in the sweet by and by
Some of their dreams came true, some just passed away
And some of them stayed behind, inside the Sad Café
The clouds rolled in and hid that shore
Now that Glory Train, it don't stop here no more
Now I look at the years gone by and wonder if the powers that be
I don't know why fortune smiles on some and lets the rest go free
Maybe the time has drawn the faces I recall
But things in this life change very slowly if they ever change at all
No use in asking why, it just turned out that way
So meet me at midnight baby inside the Sad Café
Why don't you meet me at midnight, baby, inside the Sad Café

v4.00

Sad Café

Full of imperfections.
To all piano (and music) teachers.

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2024)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, November 28

Song for Sonni

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano solo. Fender Electric Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Drums Full kit set. Percussion Ago go bells. Zildjian 22" ride & Crash Cymbals.

Cannery Row

Flavoreno

Another one brand new track from my upcoming Synthwave retrowave album that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos". Song called "Goodnight" enjoy y'all and subscribe, like & share! :)

Youtube link: https://youtu.be/gXyfunsd-F8?si=gCgv4YTy_tiNHqKi

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(p) & (c) 2025, STA.

Goodnight

I'll finish E-Ruizzo project with a conceptual LP album: 4 songs about 'Arctica Point'. I imagined it amid rotation axis, geographic north and magnetic pole, and I located it on dry land !! Then I draw the cover art.

This opening track tells the decision of leaving this annoying present by travelling to that magical place. The following ones tell the trip and life there.

Translated lyrics will explain it with more detail:

EXPEDICIÓN (EL MUNDO SE HACE PEQUEÑO)  /  EXPEDITION (THE WORLD GETS SMALL)

Cansado de vivir en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Tired of living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.

Cierro los párpados para no verlo,  /  I close my eyelids so as not to see it,
pero hay demasiadas cosas feas detrás de ellos.  /  but there are too many ugly things behind them.

Con los ojos cerrados veo mis recuerdos,  /  With my eyes closed I see my memories,
veo el presente que vivo y no quiero verlo.  /  I see the present I live in and I don’t want to see it.

Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Partiremos hacia donde los recuerdos se olvidan,  /  We will leave for where memories are forgotten,
donde el frío congela el dolor de la vida,  /  where cold freezes the pain of life,
donde el hielo y la nieve nos protege del hombre,  /  where ice and snow protect us from mankind,
donde el cuerpo y el alma se purifican.  /  where body and soul are purified.

Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,  /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,   /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
formemos una expedición ártica  /  let’s form an Arctic expedition

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Partiremos hacia donde el reloj no gira.  /  We’ll leave for where the clock doesn’t go round.
Partiremos hacia donde el tiempo no pasa,  /  We’ll leave for where time doesn’t go by,
al lugar donde seis meses sólo duran un día.  /  for the place where six months only last one day.

Viviendo en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.
Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Esperar no es lo único que haremos allí.  /  To wait is not the only thing we’ll do there.
Sabes que no es fácil sobrevivir,  /  You know it’s not easy to survive,
cuando no hay nada que te empuje a seguir.  /  when there’s nothing pushing you on.

ER25 PA01 RUIZZO ©1995 ®2019

Old raw jazzy piano trailer: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/unique-piano-session-2013

Expedición (El mundo se hace pequeño)

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

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