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White Lies

Sensuelle et Minérale (HyLGZ22/ Damga / La Gazelle)

Written by Charlie Warner
Arranged by Pete and Paul
Pete-Acoustic 12 string and 6 string guitars-Vocal,backing vocal-Bass-Keyboards
Paul- Drums-backing vocals

Snakepatch                 Alternative

Dressed to Kill

"Floomara Swaylix Quinque" offers a fresh experience blending the depth of jazz with slow electronic rhythms. This piece combines traditional and modern elements, taking listeners on a unique musical journey. With its calm tempo and rich texture, this composition is sure to appeal to both jazz and electronic music enthusiasts.

Floomara Swaylix Quinque

First track of a set of short piano pieces called "Rêveries pour Piano".
Fugacité de l'oubli (Transience of Oblivion)

Rêveries Pour Piano I - Fugacité De L'oubli

Cherry Picking

Cast of Characters:

Roy Roy – @user-967672349 – Roy – foundational guitar, composition, and arrangement

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, synth sax, synth strings, synth brass, production, and mix

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– whah guitar, and mastering

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – 4-string fretless bass

This song began as a well developed, funky disco idea Roy came up with on his guitar, and shared with JJ. JJ added a wonderfully complex orchestration of various keys (including the sax solo you hear towards the end. JJ invited Stephen first, who came up with the funky ass wah guitar that also carries the groove.

Of course, JJ realized that this is a disco song, so he enlisted Ken to come up with one of his awesome beats to carry it along.

JJ had a rudimentary bass line that he played himself, but decided to get Josh to do the honors instead. So, Josh came up with a totally new bass line designed to shake your cheeks.

Once it was in the can, we decided to ask JJ to mix it for us. This is a first time JJ has mixed a song for The Eclectic Collective, and we were all impressed with his work. Stephen mastered it, as he is a master masterer.

We're all really impressed and delighted with the experience of working with Roy and his music. He is a very talented artist with a lot of great music to check out on his page, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it, and that it makes you shake your hips while you're doing the dishes, too!

Shag Carpet - Eclectic Collective (guest starring Roy Roy)

This is an ambient electronic composition inspired by Gustave Le Bon’s warnings about collective irrationality, exploring the themes of anonymity, emotional contagion, and the loss of individuality within a crowd. The piece delves into how the collective psyche may resemble more closely the animal psyche than the human psyche, highlighting the instinctual and primal behaviors that emerge when individuals become part of a crowd

https://youtu.be/GE6G9EjWtVM?si=5Yd-6F3IhVt74oHc

La Psyché Collective

Cover of a Lewis Capaldi’s song 
Guitar track: zzspicezz SWE🇸🇪
https://on.soundcloud.com/pF8LfFfZixniwAhR6
Vocals: DelhyA
Mix: zzspicezz SWE 🇸🇪
Photo: zzspicezz SWE🇸🇪

Someone you loved (cover with zzspicezz 🇸🇪)

Jon Lock: Original Music: Bass, Drums, Organ, Horns, Vocals, Lyrics
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
https://jonlock.bandcamp.com/music
The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

Funky as oily ass soggy french fries
Funky as stinky bass fishy pot pies  
Funky as poopy grass squishy with flies 
We be keep it funky and we shittin’ no lies 
Would it be funky if the bips didn’t bop, oh
Would it be funky if the hips didn’t hop, whoa
Would it be funky if the bass didn’t pop, no
Would I be a junky if I didn’t want it to stop, yea
He got blisters on his fingers and they starting to peel
He got two big blisters and it’s starting to get real
He gotta keep ‘em outta water if he want ’em to heal
Wear them gloves in the shower and when washing yo meal

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo’

Dip dip scoodley dip, cool whip all over my chips
Sippin’ on limp shrimp, wimps are the news skool pimps 
A plop a glop a top my new flip flop design
A crop a hops and a drop a slop for my swine 
Yo we got the flu shot that you got but we caught 
The new-dle two-dle funk crew-dle bug-adoodle  
Jibber Jabber don’t stop a hey hey hey a all day
Now come on over I’ll scoot right over and stay while Jon plays 
Funky see funky do funky spunky skunky crew
Funky rhymes funky lines funky crunky drunky times
Funky might makes funky right funky pluky dynamite 
Funky here funky there funky spunky everywhere

Wow, now that is damn funky, can you smell that bass, whew we, smells like burnt liver on hot summer day, Jon is on Fyre!

Why’s it funky when you haven’t funked for a week and then you start to itch ’n tweek 
And your knees be gettin’ soft ’n weak as the pressure reaches to a peak 
And a little bit starts to drip and leak  
That’s TMI
He got funk like pumpkins got pie 
Funk like bumpkins get by
Funk like stuck in deny
All funk like skunk ’n gettin’ high
Funkin’ til the day that we die

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

The funk 
It be 
Booming
Out the 
Trunk a hunk a junk ol’ clunk a mine
A chunka chunka went the bass and I got a fine
Combine with my divine design, rewind inclined to be funkinsteined 
I declined, I tor’ it up in yo face 
You turned up the bass
That’s right, you could hear it all over the place 
Funky is as funky does do you has pizazz
Funky is too funky that’s true and we has en masse
Funky is what funky wants how does he slap that bass
We be keep it funky now common shake that azz
Funky like a rusty spike infection on my toe
Funky like a crusty tyke with boogies out the nose 
Funky like my musty psych with dusty old pillows 
We be make it funky ’n got the stank to show
Will it still be funky if we, what
Spayed it with some poo-pourri,  hell yea
Will it still be funky if we, what
Made it from som’in’ all bourgeoisie, hell no

That’s what I been tryin’ to tell ya, the funks gotta be made from something nasty, it’s gotta be inta something kinky, it’s gotta talk all dirty, breath be stankin’ ’n such 

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

Yea, so what do you think Jon, you feeling that?
Oh yea
Alright, alright, alright, yo since you supplied me with that mad funky beat, I figured I’d go all mad scientist and flip what you sent me, and maybe you can lay down some of them golden vocals of yours
How’s that sound?
Sounds good

Well, the Couch King baby
Let’s turn the clock back to ’65
That’s where I like to hide out
It’s the place I really thrive
Well look out
Take your time now
This funk moves like a big fat cow
Yea, the Couch King baby
I tried to run but I could not hide
I tried to run 
But I could not find a place to hide

Funk'n Blisters

Jon Lock, Russ Sinfield, and the Couch King -Funk'n Blisters

Misk - Vicious

Recording sessions from 20/09/2024-22/09/2024.
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks / Without AI
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite,     
  Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
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Little Garden  

Little Garden - 🌸*❤️*🕊️*🙏*🌸

Regards croisés à contre temps 
J'ai senti tes yeux sur mes hanches
Nuit d'été suffocante
je me veux entre tes mains ta puissance
A une autre époque je n'osais lever les yeux trop embarrassée, 
J'avais peur de te parler.
J'aimerais résister pour pouvoir provoquer encore 
Ces premières étincelles.
Tu voudrais que je cède
Qu'il n'y ait entre nous que l'espace de nos souffles
Que je sente que tu manques d'air
A proximité de ma bouche
Quand tes lèvres ont effleuré mon épaule nue
j'ai su que nos énergies traceraient les contours de la passion.
Le long de ma colonne j'ai ressenti l'envie de te serrer 
De me coller contre ton buste et d'être à toi.


Tu voudrais

Written by Pete
Pete-lead guitar, rhythm guitar,backing vocals,bass
Paul-Drums,rhythm guitar
AJ Harms-Lead vocals

Troublemaker

https://open.spotify.com/track/6h9SdhcmWAAz4LabLg0AEZ?si=3fBnCEARSaij31KwI0v-rA&context=spotify%3Aalbum%3A16m0bdJIc8KfKtC5eHisnL

asked you what your waiting for 
now you're so far down
you're so far out

tend to second guess yourself 
now you're so far down
words turn to sound

no time 
i'm afraid
did you even feel the rain
no time 
i'm ashamed 
no way

said that you've been here before
now you're slowing down
you're so far out

trapped inside your head again
now you're going down
you're so far out

no time
i'm afraid
did you even feel the rain
no time 
i'm ashamed
no way

cause that's just who you are
cause that's just who you are
cause that's just who you are
cause that's just who you are

Who You Are

Movie

Rayons de poussière dans la lumière
Des ruines des hommes des innocents
Je ne sais pas où est passé Lucifer
Ni dans quel calice gisent nos sangs
Nuit de peaux fermes et de charmes vaporeux
Indocile ivresse des mois amoureux
Volutes enivrantes soumises
Variantes obscures éblouies
Du divan rouge au divin flou
De nos élans fous j'éteins tout
Je préfère un enfer de muscles bandés de mots sales
Qu'un paradis de chairs silencieuses molles et sages

J'ai purgé sur terre,  le vide
Les fleurs des abîmes me vont mieux
Que toutes celles qu'ils coupent depuis jadis
Je brûlerai à défaut d'être pieuse

Je lècherai les flammes des déviances arides
Je suis la coupable les tyrans pâlissent

J'ai franchi le bord du gouffre
J'ai connu la mort le doute
J'ai semé le vivant
Comme le sable 
balayé par le vent

Je vais vivement brûler
leurs cantiques incarnations
J'ai suffisamment tremblé
Sous ces infâmes actions

Je suis trop
Bien trop intense
Bien trop bavarde
Je parle trop
Trop fort trop vite
Je ne contiens pas ma vie
Je suis trop étrange
Étrange comme mes mots
Qui te poursuivent et t'étranglent

Dark Smooth Melody (Damga / La Gazelle)

Free Download

BAM BAM IN THE GARDEN (bonus)

Liking this song a lot and decided to share.
Jean Jacques Goldman is one of my influences 
apologies on my vocal and my guitar mistakes..hope you enjoy! 


Cover Doux JJG | Rina

Lyrics:

In a smoke filled room
Powder burns on your face
Tear drops wash away
All the pain of yesterday
Got to be a better way
To make it through today

Run, run , away

Recorded using Logic Pro..slate mic..Gibson Les Paul gold top…Warwick fretless bass..

Powderburn$

It's not often that an entire nation suddenly has its hands unshackled, its mouth ungagged and its cell door left ajar with an open invitation to leave the darkness and step into the light.

So, Syria, what's it to be?

Hmmm...?

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Find Seagull's music here:  https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Find David's music here:  https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203

Artwork by Seagull
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Mother Syria

Hold my hand up to the sun to reach this smouldered rubble
Lift my eyes again with little patience left in trust
Assad years, father and son, each the devil’s double
Gassed and burned my cradle nation to blood-soaked mental dust

With his face alight the new guy’s mission, pure, sent from heaven
Promises truth, gold, light and god in his virgin presidential pledge
In the dead of night autocracy voted AK47
New boots crush freedom’s fingertips, as they’re clinging to the ledge

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
That cradled understanding of things earthly and divine?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
Or should we prepare the palliatives for your sectarian decline?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
On the path of sane humanity or on diabolos’ design?

Mother Syria will you renounce the suicide bomber’s blast?
Maybe seek out peace at last?

Mother Syria   ...   with Seagull and David Dunham

Unusual (Remix) ft. Elujay

Nine inch nails, hurt, cover

For The Soil

Suede

Don't Really Need Your Love

i hate my fucking job @narxi

Snakepatch is an original band formed by Pete Rapetti and Paul Kraus with occasional guest Musicians. * Click on song picture to see track info.