Related tracks: Thought I Was Dreaming

BRAND NEW official STA track called "As i lose my self again".
This is one will be featured on the upcoming sophomore album of Shock the Algorithm, that will be on Synthwave Rock style from now on!Hope u enjoy the new band profile and Merry Christmas my friends!

Youtube: https://youtu.be/1lXDbsvZ2OQ
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lyrics:
Hear my body scream, hear my soul is weak, i can't control anymore
i tried to set it free, i tried to tame this freak, but it's up to self control

and i will never learn and trust is hard to earn
as i lose my self again...

Bright lights calling me, neon life sets me free and i am right here to stay
The sun rise up again and i still understand the dues we have to pay
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(p) & (c) STA, 2024-25.

As I Lose My Self Again

Brand new track and first for 2025. Song called "Universe fuzzing"
Taken from my upcoming full length synthwave album (2025) that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos".

youtube link: https://youtu.be/16y888BdiZI?si=rikRzRdc4swOOSyx
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lyrics:
Feel the heat while you're moving around
Feel the beat while you're turning around

there's no wheels for stoping, only thin air poppin


Feel the warmth of the grinding machine
feel the heat from the earth beneath

there's no time machine to revert it, only the future u gotta face it


See these raylights that are flashing, all these memories are crushin' 
all these voices are buzzin' the whole universe is fuzzin'


Read the signs for the future unfold, 
learn from the past and let your dreams on hold

there's no logical planning, only sane present that is running.
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(p) & (c) 2025.

Universe Fuzzing

Cast of Characters:
E Ruizzo-- @ruizzoidman21centurions --Manuel-- composition, lyrics, Squier Stratocaster electric guitar, vocals, mix, and production
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- piano, accordion, and horn
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Jose Ramirez nylon stringed flamenco style guitar, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – four string Fender Precision Bass bass


This song began all the way back when Manuel was 16 and found love that summer with a girl named Carmen. He remembered her, though, and wrote this song about her all these years later. The title of the song means "Your name has the song," and the lyrics spell out the girl's charms using the letters of her name. Check out the lyrics and the translation below. 
  Using that inspiration, Manuel came up with the song structure and the vocal melodies to a rudimentary drum track with his electric guitar. He then asked Josh if the group would be interested in taking it on. Josh, never being one to refuse a challenging piece of music, and always on the lookout for interesting musicians with whom to collaborate, accepted his kind offer and created a project for the rest of the Eclectic Collecitve to join. He started the whole thing off by adding his bass, to which Ken added his innovative drums, to which Josh redid his bass, as is the typical process in the EC.
  Next up was JJ, who you'd think he'd grown up with Spanish music the way he added the horns, accordion, and piano. Then Stephen stepped in and added his psychedelic and intricate acoustic guitar to the stew. 
  It was all done, except for the mix at this point. Manuel did the honors, and did it very expertly. Stephen mastered it to give it more volume and dynamism, too, as he always does. 
  This was the first, but we hope not the last, time the EC has collaborated with Manuel, although we're all fans of the incredible music on his page. He was a true delight to work with, giving honest, encouraging feedback and helping us shape his song to meet his vision. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.


Otiginal lyrics by E Ruizzo:


TU NOMBRE TIENE LA CANCIÓN  /  YOUR NAME HAS THE SONG


Qué es una lágrima en el desierto?  /  What is a tear in the desert?
Cae sin ruido, se evapora y se olvida.  /  It falls without noise, evaporates and is forgotten.
No tiene tiempo de brillar, su vida  /  It has no time to shine, its life
es corta y su camino tan incierto…  /  is short and its path so uncertain...


Ce del calor del desierto y su sol,  /  ‘C’ for the heat of the desert and its sun,
a del adiós por el que lloré tanto;  /  ‘a’ for the farewell for which I cried so much;
erre del río que forma mi llanto;  /  ‘r’ for the river formed by my crying;
eme de miedo, de magia y de amor.  /  ‘m’ for fear, for magic and for love.


E de esperanza, de espacio rosado,  /  ‘E’ for hope, for pink space,
de espina clavada, de suelta emoción;  /  for stuck thorn, for loose emotion;
ene de noche de un tiempo pasado.  /  ‘n’ for night of a past time.


Carmen, tu nombre tiene la canción  /  Carmen, your name has the song
de todo aquello que has significado:  /  of all that you have meant:
Carmen de luz, de sonrisa y de adiós.  /  Carmen of light, of smile and of goodbye.

Tu Nombre Tiene La Cancion (E. Ruizzo With The Eclectic Collective)

WILD ORCHIDS. LIVE Impromptu, Spontaneous, Recording on Chris's Mobile in Robyn's kitchen.  NO effects. No mixing. ROBYN YOULTEN -Vocals and 6 String acoustic Guitar. CHRIS SCHERI - Flute.  TRIBUTE to Marianne Faithful

Tribute to Marianne Faithful

Dedicated to my  Friend Carl of The Beautiful Dark here on soundcloud. We were discussing old tracks and he said he has a man drawer full of old demos. I found this one the other day..   I did manage to tweak it in garageband.

 life is good

Lyrics
copyright Bill Liggett 19..long time ago.. back when I was in a good mood..

come monday morning I’m on vacation
and if I don’t return your call
I left my phone in the kitchen
leave a message with you bitchin and complain
all day long

but rest assured now.. I’m feeling guilty
and it is with a heavy heart
that I recline with my ray bans
freeing up my hands to raise my glass
heres to you

I know the rent is due on tuesday
I can hear the landlord sayin
Where is that rat
she’ll have to wait and hold her horses
cause Im on vacation
on vacation..thats where I’m at

I must remember to send a postcard
oh how I wish that you were here
but now its time for my nap
and I forgot to give a crap about obligations
and pressing affairs

I know the rent is due on tuesday
I can hear the landlord sayin
Where is that rat
she’ll have to wait and hold her horses
cause Im on vacation
on vacation..thats where I’m at

On Vacation

c0me 0n 1n

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

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

F-At The Rock Bar

notes :

Green on Green ...is a military term for friendly fire...  using it to describe Newport /UK Dylan incidents,  extending this to one's teenage years, family expectations, etc...
...   furthermore, the song could be  about search for identity   conformity vs. rebellion and being true to yourself through it all, blah blah blah
Somehow, I worked  Susan Dey from the Partridge Family and Patty Hearst in there-the yin and yang of my adolescent fantasies

Dylan wrote half the bridge for me ..thx man I owe you

opening soundclip is Dylan being heckled in England as they are warming up to play Like A Rolling Stone and just before he tells the band to play it f#$g loud

Green on Green         

I was born that summer night Dylan electrified
July 25th, 1965
The hands that say they love us try to crucify
Their baby boy soft machines

Being raised on the edge of a precipice
Morphed to a teenage premonition of the great abyss
When I said I never want to be a part of this
Scattered pigment in your landscape scene

They're going Green on Green
Green on Green
It’s all a matter of opinion
And I am stuck in the in-between

All the 74 Boys crushed on Susan Dey
But me I dug Patty from the SLA
With her nom de guerre our Tania
She had found another way
That was something I was meaning to do

But the dream didn’t last, and in 75
Patricia got arrested by the FBI
Both of us surrounded, we were waiting to die
Bob's in the Rolling Thunder Revue.

Going Green on Green
Green on Green
Best ignore their faux opinion
I think you know what I mean

Calling me Judas
I don't believe you, you're a liar 
All this walking on water
Now we  crawl through the fire
Leave a  knife in their back
Dripping blood on the tracks 
Well that’s how those mothers roll

There’s a treasure down deep in this garbage can
To find it plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
Just remember that they never really understand 
Your personal Rosetta Stone

Bobby's still in the kitchen, Tricia's lost her rage
And me I keep crossing out the words on my page
Martyr, sinner, joker, tired rocker or sage
I'm gonna sing

Till I go Green on Green
I’m going Green on Green
I'm the only one left standing
In the final scene….

Green On Green

Transmission ━points of the thinking space

Hope In Dark Places

Brand NEW track "Thought I Was Dreaming", taken from the "Ultraviolet Cosmos" upcoming full length STA album (2025). Enjoy y'all #share, #like, #follow and comment of course. :D

Youtube: https://youtu.be/5TOaRZxQbGs?si=tAH31Rz_1uPP6dEn

lyrics:
I've been dreaming for so long
and never woke up back to reality
i never thought it could take so long
to learn such a solid morality

Thought i was screaming, nightmares dreaming
and it's time not to hide away
It's time for breathing, 
forget about those golden years so fly away

And then i opened my eyes and realize
that neon lights blinded my side
and it's time to get up my feet again
and regain what's mine and never let it again.

(p) & (c) STA, 2025.

Thought I Was Dreaming

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/906016027

Tezcatlipoca's Requiem

Serenade

Back in the day, there was this local punk band called Headcheese. I was friends with the bass player Eric Weir. Anywho, never released or published but they had this song called Redneck Ballad. 
This is my take on the old Headcheese song.

Eric Weir : lyrics 
Mahan Mahan : vocals, instrumental track

Well my wife done left me for a donkey
Cuz his taliwacker's bigger than mine 
That mangi ass donkey's got the biggest 
Genitalia that i bet you ever could find
Well she took to the dknkey like fly to shit
But she killed the last sheep that i brung to our bed
That poor little lamb was my pride & joy
Didnt matter much that it was a boy

Dont need the women anyhow
I can open the pin and grab me a sow now

I got a beer belly, and Im sora smellly
My butt looks like a Santa Fe map
Now she's gone, i got nothing to bone
Guess Im gonna fuck her cat
Now that damn cat she's a cutie pie 
First time we did it she started to cry
Well i bet you think that I'm a pretty sick louse 
Cuz my sister moved out of the house

Don't need the women anyhow
I can open the door and fuck me a cow now...

Redneck Ballad ~ Mahan💀Mahan

Cast of Characters:
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition 
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender HSS Telecaster electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass with a plectrum 
 
This song began as one of Joe's, lyrically centered songs, which he wrote and filled in with VST instruments. He came up with the lyrics by sharing ideas with fellow SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani.
   Knowing that Josh is a fan of his work, Joe offered this song to him in hopes that he'd share it with the rest of the band. Of course, Josh jumped at the opportunity to work on his song, and immediately shared it with the rest of the group. 
  Ken went to work first, adding his driving, excting drums. Josh was having a hard time coming up with a good bass line for it, until Ken suggested that he use the power of the 1/8 note to propel it. Tez was up next with his clever fills you hear throughout the first half of the song. Stephen came along right after and matched Tez's energy for the guitar fills in the second half of the song. 
  It was still missing a solo in the designated spot, though, so Mark stepped up with his innovative piano solo you hear in the middle. If it sounds a little mechanical, that's because he's using an arpeggiator to achieve the effect. We thought it sounded good in a song about AI, though. 
  Once all the parts were dialed in, and Joe had gotten all his vocals tuned up, we asked one of our resident pros, Stephen, to mix it for us. He did that and mastered it, too, expertly, as always.
  This is the first song we've ever done with Joe, and don't expect it to be the last. We all really enjoyed putting together, in no small part because Joe is such a competent, receptive, and gracious collaborator. We all hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it. 
Original lyrics by Joe Stroffolino (and Michele Ansani):
When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string 
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune 
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers 
But I continued to play
And the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will think your songs are great even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure
And a catchy vibe and beat
It was overly verbose but when I played it people tapped their feet
In my forties I stopped wasting my time
Work was more fun I was doing just fine

AI Sucks! (Eclectic Collective with Joe Stroffolino)

Music/Vocals by NettaMoon & Netta&McGill - words written by a dear friend.
Available on most music streaming platforms.
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«Vårsang» means Song of Spring

Vårsang

HEROES - ΗΡΩΕΣ

Original composition by Neno J.
Electric guitar Yamaha SG, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100

Fractal

⚡ Synthwave energy unleashed! ⚡ Shock the Algorithm returns with a brand NEW album — Ultraviolet Cosmos.
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

🌌 Available NOW on Bandcamp — grab your digital copy today and step into the neon! 🌌