WELL I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING MYSELF TO KEEP COOL
YES I’M TALKING TO MYSELF YOU STOP ACTING LIKE A FOOL                          
I’M A ROCKER I’M A ROLLER SOMEWHERE OUT THERE MY HEART IS LOCKED IN A LOCKER 
I NEED A SHELTER I NEED A SISTER BUT ALL I HAVE IS NO ONE AS A FLOATER

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING MYSELF TO KEEP COOL YEAH
YES I’M TALKING TO MYSELF SITTING NEXT TO SITTING BULL
COS AND I’M A LOVER NOT A FIGHTER TO ME THIS WORLD IS MUCH TOO MUCH A ROLLER COASTER
I NEED NO BOTHER I NEED A BROTHER
OR ANYONE TO LEND A HAND IT DOESN’T MATTER

TALKING TO MYSELF

AND I’M A CHOOSER NOT A BEGGAR THIN ICE BROKEN GLASS I’M A DANCER
AND I’M A LOSER NOT A WINNER LOOKING UP HIGH FROM DOWN IN THE GUTTER

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING ME JOHNNY BE GOOD
YES I AM TALKING TO MYSELF JUST LIKE YOU KNOW YOUR MOTHER SHOULD
BUT I’M A JOKER I’M A SUCKER I AM MY OWN SELF-MADE TROUBLE MAKER
I GO MEANDER UNDER THE WEATHER LOOKING FOR ONE SWEET SMOOTH OPERATOR 

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF TELLING MYSELF TO LET GO
LET GO!



TALKING TO MYSELF (Lyrics)

Dance Now

Cast of Characters:
Cgmaness – @hiddenhands-760647700 – Chris – acoustic guitar, synth, and composition
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- vocals, lyrics, mix, and production
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – four string fretless Warwick bass
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – piano, B3 organ voice, synth sax, and JJ's angels (voice synth), Lucky Man style synth
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– master and production
This song started as a project that was begun on his guitar and synth, then shelved by our master songwriter, Chris. He always gives us magic to work with, and as soon as he shared this one with the rest of Eclectic Collective, we all jumped on it.
Mark heard his part first, and set about writing some great lyrics to sing with his solid, inimitable voice. His lyrics are about a hypothetical future where we've turned to technology in search of human connection, only to realize that it has only isolated us more, and that we really already had that connection to begin with. The narration is from a future perspective, like all this has already happened, and its speaking to us from the future, almost like a warning.
The rhythm section was still absent, though, but not for long. Ken added his groovy, perfectly in the vibe drums to it next. Josh, of course followed soon after, now that he had drums to work with, by adding his fretless four string bass to the song. Now that it was sounding like a well rounded piece, Tez came through with some thrilling guitar solos that you hear throughout. JJ first added some piano, B3, and sax to the song, then later completed it with his psychedelic synth and divine voice synth that provides the "choir" you hear in there.
Now that it was all in the bag, Mark spent considerable time and effort mixing it, then turned it over to our resident pro Stephen for the mastering.
This is one of our favorite songs we've ever done, and it reminds us all of both Pink Floyd and King Crimson. This is a great example of what the team is able to do with a really solid, yet open musical seed, provided by a master composer. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed making it.
Original lyrics by Mistermark:
The wind by the seashore, the wash of the waves
the sand on your skin and the glance that you gave
the sounds of the carnival we left it all behind
there were words left unsaid at the back of your mind
how could I have been so blind?
It was so long ago now it’s just you and me
it seems I've forgotten the way you like your tea
the house becomes quiet as the guests head for home
the garden’s been gathered and the kids are all grown
on their own
“The robots will help” they said “it’s better this way”
“there’s no need to work and there’s more time to play”
our leaders assured us we’d never go poor
and nobody questions the truth anymore
but what did we do it all for?
Our science sustains us like fine works of art
but are we closer together or farther apart?
we’re each on an island alone on the sea
the ocean between us expands rapidly
is this where we wanted to be?
It was so long ago now it’s just you and me
it seems we’ve forgotten the way it used to be
machines tried to help us but something went wrong
the future we wanted was here all along
The wind by the seashore, the wash of the waves
the sand on your skin and the glance that you gave
the sounds of the carnival we left it all behind
there were words left unsaid…





Faded Fortunes (Eclectic Collective)

ontrabbasso

E quando prendo il mio contrabbasso 
E come se abbracciassi un amore
Ogni nota mi vibra forte il cuore
E con la musica mi sento connesso 

Sparisce il mondo intorno a me
Come se calasse una bolla a chiudermi
E suono suono suono
La melodia é la mia amante

Giri di basso in questo scantinato 
Come non mai mi sento fortunato 
Vibrazioni dolci e forti
Vibrazioni di chi è innamorato
Della musica

Le mie dita danzano sulle corde  
Ogni pizzico è un battito che esplode  
Il contrabbasso canta racconta storie  
Di notti sogni e vecchie glorie  

Il ritmo mi prende non mi lascia andare  
Come un mare che mi vuole cullare  
E suono suono suono  
La mia anima si perde nel suono  

Giri di basso in questo scantinato  
Come non mai mi sento fortunato
Vibrazioni dolci e forti  
Vibrazioni di chi è innamorato  
Della musica  

La luce fioca il fumo nell’aria  
Ma il contrabbasso è la mia chiara via  
Ogni nota un passo nel mio viaggio  
La musica è il mio eterno coraggio  
  
E quando il suono si spegne nel silenzio  
Resta il calore di questo momento intenso  
Il contrabbasso riposa al mio fianco  
Ma il suo battito vive non è stanco  
Della musica

Contrabbasso

Musa

Lyrics:
The Vikings had an Erickson to reach a distant land.
Magellan chased the spinning globe, charting stars by hand.

They all looked up at Kitty Hawk as new wings cut the sky.
Courage lifted off the sand and showed us how to fly.
Look up my friend, look up again tonight.

The night is long, the stars still burn, especially at night.
The dark can’t teach the stars despair, always happy, always bright.
Stars don't move, just our eyes. They don’t cry when we fight.
Look up my friend, look up again tonight.

We teach machines to think like us, for profit, fear and wars.
They mirror all our human fuss but can't look up at stars.

Please don’t be like Elon, who's lost it all around,
where once he used to look beyond but now he just looks down.

You see the ground, it pulls you down,
the night seems long, but stars surround.
Look up my friend, look up again tonight.

You could be another Cochran, just like Jacqueline, maybe Zephram.
You could be just like Yeager and break another barrier.

The world shared a common tune and made us all look up when
Neil and Buzz aimed for the moon. A giant leap from one small step.

The night is long, the stars still burn, especially at night.
The dark can’t teach stars despair, always happy, always bright.
Find the star that lights your way, your purpose in the night.
Look up my friend, look up again tonight.

Look Up

Silver Night - Can't Sleep RMX

The long-period Lemmon Comet, said to appear only once in a thousand years, can be seen around this time.
To commemorate this rare event, I’d like to release this song I created last year in collaboration with Lemon Muzik.
https://on.soundcloud.com/5qMeitmIGeXml9bkD4
The song’s structure, chord pads, lo-fi guitar, and beat were all created by Lemon,  I added my own arrangement and mixed to them.
The vocals are also by Lemon.
Although the mix is a bit rough, I really love this version. I had such a great time making it together with Lemon, and I feel that sense of joy is reflected in the sound itself.
I truly hope we can collaborate again someday.
Please give it a listen!

'Finger Tips' Lemon=Synline

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If the sky could crack Would it spill its heart 
If the stars could sing Would they play a part 
In a world where the echoes don't fade 
Would you hear my voice Or would it be delayed 

If I told you Would you stay 
If I showed you Would you sway 
If love's a game Let's press play 
If Oh if It’s all today

If the ground could shift Would it hold us still 
If the oceans whispered Would you feel the thrill
 In a life that spins like a record too fast 
Would we slow it down or make it last 

Questions tumble like falling dice 
Every answer comes at a price 

If I told you Would you stay 
If I showed you Would you sway 
If love's a game Let's press play 
If Oh if It’s all today 

If the wind could write It’d spell your name 
If the sun could blush It’d feel the same 
Every "if" is a door Every door's a chance 
Would you walk with me Would you take the dance

Suicide


I'd like to say I feel your pain
But only you have your perspective
I'm sorry society cannot ease
This suffering mind too hectic
Oh mental stigma
Be gone from here
Help these souls understand
We're here
If you end it all
Are you at peace?
All we know is your life will cease

You are a beautiful unique one
One who will never be made again
An accident of opportunity
So brilliant
Stay with our community
If you end it all
Are you at peace?
For all we know is your life will cease

You are loved
You can find your zen
Don't mind the priests
Words of fake noble men
If by your hand
Or in a plane
As far as we know
The end is the same

Don't feel guilty
Our minds can moisten
A calmer selves
That seems too poisoned
Remember your child
Remember being young
Just hug yourself
Let's carry on

Suicide (Poem and Notes 🧸)

👉 https://elasticstage.com/esreleasesf06/releases/french-touch-album

Le vinyle est prêt, pressé à la demande.
Une descente en groove dans les coulisses de la French Touch.
Boîtes à rythmes poussiéreuses, synthés analogiques et fantômes du Rex Club.
💿 Pour ceux qui ont dansé tard, et écoutent encore.
🎧 Commande ici :
👉 https://elasticstage.com/esreleasesf06/releases/french-touch-album

🇬🇧
The vinyl is ready — pressed on demand.
A groove-soaked dive into the backrooms of French Touch.
Dusty drum machines, analog synths, and the ghosts of Parisian nights.
💿 For those who danced late, and still listen.
🎧 Order here:
👉 https://elasticstage.com/esreleasesf06/releases/french-touch-album

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Stephan B