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Keep An Eye On The Sun: 40 great new tracks from the SoundCloud community

Hi!

Thanks for stopping by! In this PL you will find every track where i will try squeeze the maximum out of my natural given instrument - my voice. As i am all "Full Yard", the Genres and Style may be pretty versatile, so hopefully there might be something in here, which suits your taste.

All the best and much love and stay safe,

truly yours,

Cmd. SF

Fullyard - Vocal Tracks

Indiana Jones & the Legend of This Playlist We Got Going on Right Here

The Latest songs from some fantastic Artist's/Bands and a few of my own,

Playlist 062

My October Favs

Ponying Up the Playlists: Thanks for all you kind words and playlists on You Listen! Pt. 2

composed, arranged and perfomed by andrea veltroni 2008

Album

schizocrazia (2008)

andrea veltroni - bass and vocals; cristiano riccardi - guitar; fausto casara - drums. This is PITBULL POWER TRIO LIVE IN 2001

30 years

medley live 2001- misirlou\break on through\war pigs\moby dick\aneurysm

The man who lit the fire. New version with much love! @walkoprod

Victor Is In Da House - Hot - Climax

main:
dark is the day my friend, not going to fucking comprehend
listen to what i gotta say, i turn your shit into a brighter day

carry on, carry on, motherfucker carry on
u dont wanna fucking end up like my garson

yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah, YEAH, carry on! carry on!

vocoder:
dark is the day, oh my friend, my friend
there's still a way, carry on, carry on

Carry On

Hes all alone up there..... waiting for her to follow his call and stay with him and experience the ultimate Sensuality

Sensual Uplift

"A pilgrimage is a journey, often into an unknown or foreign place, where a person goes in search of new or expanded meaning about the self, others, nature, or a higher good, through the experience. It can lead to a personal transformation, after which the pilgrim returns to their daily life."

the artwork is by the American painter Esao Andrews

Pilgrimage

Flock Of Zombies! - The Beginning Of The Festival
https://soundcloud.com/jcs-807293158/flock-of-zombies-the-beginning-of-the-festival

Zombie Hunter's Grief IMAGE ALBUM
https://www.amazon.com/Zombie-Hunters-Grief-IMAGE-ALBUM/dp/B0912B56C5/

amazon

Zombie Hunter's Grief

Please don’t hesitate to comment, like and repost. We can all use more feedback, comments, and plays. Enjoy the production.

Released: 6/6/20

Turn me up play me loud here’s another countdown 
3–2–1 love the sound Call it Lou’s Motown 
Underground more inbound totally spellbound 
if you want to hang follow me because I get around
Come on baby fast or slow I’m here to rock the tempo 
get down let’s go stay open- feel the vibe though
I’m on fire I suggest my haters try to stay low 
the Beats gonna move ya cause the track is pure dinero
￼
That unexpected reason to go harder than I’ve gone before 
push the limit keep it real but everybody is wanting more 
let’s go it all depends on me because it’s time to soar￼
Gotta hustle harder not the only one that’s keeping score￼
Input output nobodies been this close before 
long days short nights I’m my own competitor 
stay calm focus why should there be an uproar 
so many changes going down it’s time for me to explore 
one thing in my favor is that I was born a Warrior
one thing in my favor is that I was born a Warrior

Step it up keep it epic hot and hype still legit 
On top on exhibit I hit it right then transmit 
won’t stop wont quit I keep on going till it’s lit 
murder Mayham on the track my haters getting desperate￼

Patients trending no rules of engagement 
stations tuned in providing entertainment 

payments- cool I’m thrilled keep providing statements
hope ya-listening underground don’t mean my basement
I do for love the response is pure amazement￼


I got a little something left -so act like you know bro
I’m packing so much heat —to back it up—they call me pyro
Oh no —-let’s go —-I think of words—- and ink flow
I’m mer keep you vibing to this track —until tomorrow
Yo bro—-if so——it’s so dope you gotta know
I’m mer keep on spitting flames —like I was s a volcano
You know—words flow like lava—-track is fire tho
I’m mer drop the facts and —-paint a picture like Picasso

Simple Insights

Conquering and ruling cultures often oppress those they dominate. The oppressed, and those with less power, will always eventually seek justice, representation, and equal power from their subjugators. Those whose culture have been vilified, repressed, and appropriated can regain their power and love by learning about their past, choosing and identifying their cultural heroes for themselves, and restoring their appreciation and celebrations for their ancestors.  

May this song encourage an honest look into your past, acknowledging both the shadow and the light, appreciating the beauty of what was and is, and learning from accomplishments and mistakes to continue our evolution in becoming better co-creators with the planet.

I used some of a bass stem Alpha Roots sent me to make Red Earth Clay and I used the rest of the stem to make Sow Your Seeds. I have one unused bass and drum stem from Alpha Roots that I will make an old school hip hop song with and I may remix his original Hosanna bass stem one day to make a new reggae song. I may also ask Russ if I can make a version of Da Weed using Alpha Roots’ stems one day. After that, I may be complete unless I get gifted some Alpha Roots stems to play with. 

Huge thanks to Chiefo who set the original tone of this song which gave me inspiration for  the lyrics. Big ups to Fady, bit zone, and Lady of Fire Poetry for joining in on this project and adding their collective vibe. Massive thanks to Wou-Wou & the Wormling for keeping the track on skank with his rhythm guitar and for providing us with his incredible art work - commission him for some work y’all!!! And massive thanks to Russell and the Chaos Cookhouse for mixing and mastering these stems into the huge dubbed out joint that it is. Hit Russ up for his mixing and mastering services now!!!

Alpha Roots : Bass
https://soundcloud.com/alpha-roots 
Chiefo: Synths
https://soundcloud.com/jonahjohn
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Rhythm Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
Fady: Keys
https://soundcloud.com/fadysporz
bitzone: Drums and Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone 
Lady of Fire Poetry: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire
Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals 
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
Mixed at the Chaos Cookhouse
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com
Art by Wou-Wou & the Wormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.com

Lyrics:

Know your roots and your culture 
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey 
Rock your roots and your culture 
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey 

Get to know your roots and your culture
Who you be now 
Know your history now 
So you can see now 
Where you wanna sow your seeds now 
Where you wanna sow your seeds now
Hey ey ey
Hey ey ey 

Gonna build on that which went before I 
Try and build on that which went before I 
Never knew who I was 
Dem try and control my 
Never knew who I was 
Dem try and control my
 Destiny with suppression and lies 
Deny that my ancestors were wise 
Revise my story with your wicked eyes  so others will despise 
And overlook the great civilizations that my people built 
Likewise likewise likewise

Unaware of history your destined to repeat it 
Only hear deceitful stories and we’re likely to concede to it 
Take away the leaders from our culture to unseat it 
Take away our dreams from our spirit to defeat it 
Replace dem with your poor role models and everyone believes in it 
Replace dem with your hopelessness and everyone perceives it 
But Jah lion shines bright in us and we only need to see it 
Jah lion is shining bright in us and all we need to do is reveal it

Sow Your Seeds

Alpha Roots, Chiefo, Fady, bitzone, Lady of Fire Poetry, Wou-Wou, Russ & CK - Sow Your Seeds

Vocals: Fullyard
Composer: Fullyard
Performer: Fullyard
Loving his hobby: Fullyard

Vision....

....well this one turned out to become a real vision.. hahha. Starting as a few simple piano chords, i was seeing more and more what i wanted to do with it and then suddenly, things were so clear to me! Time to dust off the mic and drink some raw eggs and get this singing started!

The vision is as simple as the lyrics and the idea behind that. Whatever you see.... you might encounter that people might not see the same thing and it really doesn't matter. You cannot "force" others into your own mindset and have to accept that. Instead of going for a conflict or becoming real emotional, rather live with the fact that we are different and others might not see and accept the "Vision" of yours. Will help you alot in staying sane. haha!

So..... stay safe... stay relaxed and the best thing to have other people see what you want them to see -> better start working on yourself and the way how to behave and transport that vision with others. Its all about peace and love. Life is short and simple, if you wanna "see" it that way ;)

From the musical perspective it really goes a similar path. Once you hear your stuff, create something you like, people might start telling you what you have to change to "sound" in a specific way. Well, the whole experience is about you creating something that is up there in your mind and it is your vision and your way and style how to put it together (not talking about a technical perspective here, more of creativity and how you wanna sound with your sound). Just hope it doesn't sound too ackward. Hehe

Much love to the SC Community and all those marvelous artists out there!
<3

Fullyard

Vision

Midnight Sunshine

Oh Janelle, thanks for your fantastic lyrics and vocals! :)

Lyrics, Vocals: @the-real-janelle from @juniperoband
Music, Mix & Mastering, Guitars (Tele & I don't know), Bass (P), Drums (AD2) and Mello Keys: @bonetender

========== Lyrics ==========

The golden curtains
Are burning down
This great palace I built
Is falling to the ground
And I pay no mind, no
While everybody’s losing theirs
And I cut the ties
No longer while I look behind

Go forward, what are the odds
Of not finding nothing
Keep forward, pushing strong
Their words mean nothing

Their words mean nothing (8x)

You would always say
That you never had enough
When you had it all

Having everything was never
Quite enough
What do you want?

A restless need won’t let you sleep my friend
What do you want?

Having everything is a bless and a course
What do you want?

Sometimes things don’t matter at all
At all times you should be who you are
Life as we are, we are, we are, we are
To live life as we are, we are, we are

©Janelle & Bonetender 2020 All Rights Reserved

You can be king

You Can Be King (ft. Janelle)

Ex~Ray cooked up this party type beat and it was over haha we cooked like chefs and this popped out the toaster hope yall enjoy

Toast (Green Album)

Super Badd

Thanks to one of my valued SC friends @naturesautonomus , i encouraged myself and took all what it takes and signed the online producing course with Andrew Huang on this learnmonthly.com site.

Very tight deadlines to meet and alot of new stuff to learn. I really recommend it! Its exhausting but sooo worth it.

This is the first out of three tracks which i have to produce while doing this course. I hope you enjoy it as much as i "enjoyed" going for a very crazy alien invasion listening experience.

You can think of it in many different ways, but the main idea behind that, which kinda evolved during this brand new production and arranging and mixing and mastering process, is, that the aliens kinda funk their way from one capital to the next and just erase us. 

The peak in the song where the crazy additional synth joins the fun - you kinda want to imagine all those little nasty aliens up in the ship celebrating their desctructive hovering "march" to erase all humankind. Ain't that fun?! Haha!

Much love to all of you and thank you for being there and your support.

Fullyard
<3

H0m3W@rK

Invasion

Slow motion memories 
Written by: Tim Griffis August 15, 2020
Featuring: The Gatsbys (Dirk Taubenheim)
Mix 1: October 13, 2020 - Hope you like the sound

A huge thank you to Dirk Taubenheim for agreeing to work on this song. 


Technical Details
Recorded at Princeton Studio
Tim's Guitars
Rhythm1: Les Paul Standard
Lead1: Les Paul Standard

Dirk Taubenheim’s amazing guitars
Bass (panned center)
Rickenbacker (panned stereo 28 degrees)
Acoustic (two tracks, panned hard right and left)

Mics: Neumann TLM 67
Drums: arranged by TG
Software: Pro Tools
Vocals: TG
Backing Vocals: Dirk Taubenheim

Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape. 
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Lyrics
Verse 1
Old man, hold my hand
and tell me a story 
of a boy, and all the joy 
Yeah….

Chorus 1
Walking down the street 
You’re so out of reach
and everyone passes by
with stars in their eyes

Verse 2
Sitting at the lake
Watching the waves crash in
Come on hold my hand
One more time
Old man, hold my hand
and tell me one more story
when you were a boy 

Chorus 2
Walking down the street
You seem so out of reach
Come take my hand 
Try to understand
Walking down the street
You seem so out of reach

Outro
You seem so out of reach
Please come take my hand 
And try to understand 
Stars in your eyes
You’re so out of reach
Stars in your eyes
And no one can be reached
Stars in your eyes 
Try to understand
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Want to play along?
Basic Chord Structure

Verse
G#sus(b6)          F#minor7           B(add11)

Chorus
F#minor              A(add9)               B(add11)

Slow motion memories (feat. The Gatsbys)

Hear Me Out

Watch the video and listen to You Listen while soaking in the vibes of Mexican agriculture circa 1950s here: https://fb.watch/2tXYb4EpAr/

I deeply recognize the disparity in ways natural and human disasters affect different groups of people and the need for greater equality of care. I also recognize that I live with many privileges that others do not have. And with these recognitions, I still believe there is space for us all to have a gratitude practice while passionately endeavoring for positive change.  

I am grateful for all the accumulated creativity and work of our ancestors that lead to the eventual creation of the internet and SoundCloud which has enabled us to remain artistically connected during this period of increased physical isolation. 

May everyone’s seeds be fruitful and multiply.

Jonathan Beckenstein: Rhythm Guitar, Fake Steel Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein
Calebass: Guitars and Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5 
Janine Levinson: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson
 the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix, Master, and Campfire Leader
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

We thank this seed with its potency
To bring forth fruits so copiously
With opened hearts and festivity  
4 20 days of ceremony 
 
You listen
Oh, you listen
We’re thankful that 
You listen

You listen
Yea, you listen
In the morning dew
You glisten

We honor you with crimsoned desire
Following Nanahuatl who jumped in the fire
May your sacrifices continue to inspire
And bring forth gratitude until we expire 

The days are long and the weather is hot
We call on the rains to weather our crops
Bless the labor of men and divined thought 
Honored to sacrifice for all that we got 

We thank this seed with it’s potency
To bring forth fruits so copiously
With opened hearts and festivity  
4 20 days of ceremony 
 
We be handing out the alms for the love of Xipe Totec
Got the gods in the house garlands all around their necks
Sitting on sheaves, leaves of tzapote 
Honoring renewal of life and all that is holy 
Flayed in the way maize loses layers 
With hope of vegetation we given up the prayers
Flayed in the way maize loses layers 
With hope of vegetation we given up the prayers

Jonathan Beckenstein, Janine Levinson, Jon Lock, Russ, Calebass & CK - You Listen

I have reworked this old classic from Cecilia and myself and as always when you rework something it is getting very different from the original.
If you feel at the end that you hear George Zamfir - it´s not him, it´s all guitar :-)
I hope you like the track and enjoy this new fresh version.

@spacialcecilia Vocals and Lyrics
myself: guitar, bass, drum programming, keyboards and mix and mastering

Mysteries Part 1 2020 Reissue feat. Special Cecilia

Mysteries Part 1 2020 Reissue | Special Cecilia & N.o.b.S.

Andrew Huangs learnmonthly Song #2. This thing pushed me to a place where i never thought i might end up. Recording dozens of samples, slicing, eqing, manipulating stuff in various directions, going full crazy with delay reverb, building out of the scratch a synth patch for base and chords and tweaked up to a point where the stereo field does not longer exist , where there were just sonic waves everywhere in my head......

I really hope you enjoy this piece more than the moments where i felt so dead and exhausted and empty inside.

As this being some kind of private work - i called it homework, as i took this baby from home, where i recorded the samples, on my fiances laptop in to my holidays. built like crazy while we were on vacation...... but again... i learned so much like mastering my daw more and more and tons of other stuff. im still thankful that i push myself so hard this month. for me, for you, just for the love of and for music <3

your humble sonic servant,
fullyard

################## project information#######################################
-recorded about 160 samples with my zoom h2n
-took me *10 hours to slice, eq and categorize
-mostly recorded kitchen stuff, about 80-90% 
-wasted 3 nights going too big with too many rythm variations , cried,                           dumped the old sh#t and started over (funny how pressured creativity works..)
-aged drastically during this #2 project
-big cred and thanks to the love of my life for supporting as well as serving gallons of tea to ease my exhausted mind and body
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H0m3w@rK

Amazon

Good Night and Sweet Dreams

Black Duffle Empire.
Prod. (COULDBEWORSE)
Recording Location.
B-Eazy Production Studios. Dallas,TX

Favorite Tings

Favorite Tings Prod.(COULDBEWORSE)

Lyrics, Vocals: Mr. Dui https://soundcloud.com/mrdui305

Beat production arrangement by Soul Muzick @soulmuzick13

Guitar play, Mastering (Ozone 9) by David Lee Louthan

Keep An Eye On Your Circle (Ft. Mr. DUI)

MIDNIGHT HOUR
Written, Performed, Produced & Mastered
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 1988/2015/2020 AB Music

MIDNIGHT HOUR, YOU SAY THERE'S NO LAW
IN THIS HOUR, YOU GO ALONE

CHANGING YOUR NAME, IT'S NOT REALY YOU
AND IN THIS HOUR, YOU'LL MAKE, YOU'LL PAY
(chorus)
WATCH ME THERE NOW
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
AND NOW YOU ARE TORN

THE KIDS ARE ALL SHOUTING, PLAYGROUNDS A SONG
CATCHING THE COLDNESS, I'M ALL ALONE

MIDNIGHT HOUR, YOU'RE UNDER THE LAW
IT'S IN THIS HOUR, YOU ARE ALONE
(chorus)
WATCH ME THERE NOW
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
AND NOW YOU ARE TORN
(break)
(chorus)
WATCH ME THERE NOW
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE

Another  World

MIDNIGHT HOUR

Like a duck on the pond. On the surface everything looks calm, but beneath the water those little feet are churning a mile a minute.”
— Gene Hackman

Always fun to collaborate with Belial who seems to have discovered the fountain of youth with regard to ambient sounds. 

Rhodes, Bass, Percussion, Synth: Jan Schonander
Ambient sounds, Percussion, Synths: Belial Pelegrim 
https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim

Faux Chill

Faux Chill | Belial Pelegrim & TheGat(s)

So.... finally.... this is it. Andrew Huang's #3. I never thought that i will be able to finish it...... The process for this one is really best to be described as "from HATE to epic FATE".

Number three even destroyed once more the way of how i "usually" and "naturally" proceed with things and do them, when it comes to creating and assembling musical structures. Especially, when there is a "vision" in adding vocals, or even go for a vocal track. I realized, that i did it not exactly, as shown and to be the applied method for this one, as presented in the course. Classic songwriting process from A - Z. Damn you!!!

As the timeline came closer and closer..... i found myself struggling so hard, but still was able , they kinda encouraged us to deliver whatever is ready at that point, to drop a final structure with all the basic core elements as raw as any "diamond" could be, mined deep under the surface in dark caverns....

Then the real struggle began. Course was over, but not this unfinished piece and my natural extremism, which did not allow me to leave it just as it is. At a certain progress you decide - trash it or do it for the sake of learning and finish that damn project! Then i recalled (hehe), and remembered a quote Andrew dropped at a certain stage in the course, which says like "to do something you like, you have to do alot of stuff you dont like".

Keeping this in mind, i took a short break to relax myself and get rid of the pressure -> course over, deadline ended anyway , so why go mad bro? Then the thing developed. I found myself being able to go more and more in the direction i imagined and went down to the rabbit-hole-like tunnel, dug up some more diamonds, back onto the surface, and then processing and grinding and shaping, until they meet the quality you want to have in your jewelry. 

No detailed numbers this time but again, big cred to my fiance for being so supportive and sustaining my sanity, while i still went full psycho mode on this one - but i had to, like for me, personally, this finished song number three is the overall end of this course and the way i shape msyself into music making and trying to make it as entertaining as possible. 

Money is not what I'm after, as this is my hobby, my other love in life, and even if you just don't like stuff sometimes , yet you love it deeply and it deserves that you seriously take care of it....... so here it is... i hope it is a good listen to you - enjoy this little space drama! ;o

Thank you all for tuning in and valuing what i do - again, this community is just so awesome. You all are! <3

####################################################
Intro:
I, didn't see it coming....
I, didn't see you running....

Verse:
You sneaked out of mission control
smoke and fire everywhere
no hesitation, to abandon us all
smell of searing flesh and hair

verse:
believed we will survive this together
dreamed our kingdom will last forever
now hunting you across the galaxy
with the last broken pieces left of me

chorus:
unpredicted, came this downfall
i recall
heavy wounded, but still i crawl
i recall, i recall
your betrayal, i don't want to recall
recall, recall
was to blind to see it all
i recall

verse:
memories now, coming and fading
my screams, they're all in vain
bombs are flying, troops invading
what's left is only pain

verse:
far across, your ships air-frame
gonna end now your last run
fooled me with your vicious game
aiming, and pull the trigger of my gun

Solo

Chorus:
unforeseen, it is now our end
i recall, i recall
closer and closer, ready to ascend
i recall, i recall
visions of our younger selves appear
i recall i recall
a final thought, a bittersweet tear
my last recall
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Recall

Backing track: Paploviante and Friends
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/boundless-paploviante
Vocal: Special Cecilia
https://soundcloud.com/specialvocals/waiting-for-your-sunshine-standing-in-the-moonlight
https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia
Lillithe adding: Piano, Horns, Strings, Beat, Synth

Waiting for your Sunshine / Standing in the Moonlight / Cecilia, Paploviante & Lillithe

Mindtigallo - Energy Ft Afrourbanplugg

NO COMMA

This is the story of my first “eclipse”, experienced alone in the wilderness of Oregon in August, 2017. It’s a long story, but the story behind this song.

I drove to Oregon alone to see the great American total solar eclipse of 2017. In Oregon, there is a famous national park called Crater Lake.  This is the deepest lake in America.   In the middle of Crater Lake is Wizard Island. This lake was formed when a huge volcano blew its top a long time ago.  My plan was to see Wizard Island, get a hotel room, and see the eclipse the next day.

There have been numerous stories of strange occurrences around this area from multiple people over the course of centuries.

The time was around 7 pm when driving up Crater Lake Mountain to see Wizard Island… I wasn’t sure where I was going, or how to get down from the mountain. Finally, I saw Wizard Island just as the sun started to set. I remember there was this misty haze in front of the Island. I could barely see it. I got the chills and a weird feeling... It was very eerie.

I tried to find my way down from the mountain in my car, but it was too late, I was lost, and it was too dangerous. There are areas where you can drive off a ledge and fall a long way. No fun. I had to pull over in the wilderness and spend the night in my car…

Hours passed, and I fell asleep.

What happened next is the strangest thing I’ve experienced in my life. I woke up, it was still night. My phone wasn’t working, my car wouldn’t start or turn on any lights. I didn’t know what time it was. It was disturbing to me they were both "dead", and I was panicked. Then I noticed the area around my car was alternating in brightness, like truck lights... But that wasn't it. I got out of my car to check it out.

But the sky was weird. The moon was weird. It was all weird. The moon was alternating between being clearly visible… And being pitch black. Like it was “blinking”. It would take 5 seconds to get black, then about 5 seconds to get bright again. The stars were barely visible. I stared in disbelief for maybe 30 seconds, it kept happening.  The air around me had a feeling of electric charge to it.   I started hearing a lot more animals, and they seemed to surround me. They were in the bushes and trees, everywhere. It got more troubling quickly when I could discern soft human voices. I couldn't see animals or people. 
I wasn't on any drugs, I was saving my drugs for the following day and the journey home.

Time seemed too slow. I backed up to my car, got in, and locked the doors. I remember a feeling of utter disbelief in my senses. Without any idea what to do, I climbed in the backseat and lied down. I thought any second I could die.

The next thing I remembered, I woke up. It was about 6:30 am. My car worked. My phone worked. And this was the morning of August 21st, 2017… The first day of the total solar eclipse which many of us would see later that day.  

But what I saw was something else.

Something very weird happened to me up there on that mountain that night, and it’s haunted me. I know several people will think "Manufactured lies!" Several others will think "Cool story bro...", well think what you want...

Later that morning when getting breakfast, still shook-up, I asked 2 waitresses if they heard of anything strange last night around Crater Lake. One said "no", the other said, "There's always something strange happening".

I remember one time a girl asked me why my music is so dark...
I’ve seen some sights.

Try to check out Crater Lake, Oregon, if you've never seen it.
Don't get lost.

- John

Crater Lake Eclipse

Please welcome to join Syntaleta community on www.patreon.com/syntaleta
Remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

A Secret Door

I have written this song for all people and creatures who suffer from the increasing resurgence of right-wing populist and repressive political systems

Lyrics in English:

The murderers are still among us
They are further called "Hinz" and "Kunz"
Are completely anonymous and nameless

Arisen from the womb
Who unites them in hatred of foreigners

White as a sheet in their souls
The heritage makes them great again

The murder legacy is now starting:

They may vomit again
Insulting, groping, staring at women
Ripping Jews Kipas from their heads
Shitting on PoC their need

Lighting homeless people at night
Inventing the Holocaust as a lie

Never again!
Turn off the brown light
Never again!
A mortuary house 
Never again!
Mass murder as a plan
The banality of evil is sneakily creeping up
Never again!
Never again!

The language is diluted
It targets the lowest instinct
Pretends to be "The People"
Invades the angle of revenge of bitter souls

Arouses envy of those who are at the top
And those who are supposedly getting better
Until a legimitation is created for them:

To kick, to beat, to torture, to rush
To sharpen the weapons against the alleged invasion
To pillory those again who think differently 
To swell the national chicken breast
To set nasty traps for those who are declared vermin
To ennoble the betrayal
To gag the deviants dead 
To wriggle themselves superiority with the tail of the power demon

Never again!
Turn off the brown light
Never again!
A mortuary house 
Never again!
Mass murder as a plan
The banality of evil is sneakily creeping up
Never again!
Never again!

Deutscher Originaltext:

Nie wieder!

Die Mörder sind noch immer unter uns
Sie heißen weiter "Hinz" und "Kunz"
Sind ganz gesicht- und namenlos

Entsprungen aus dem Mutterschoß
Der Sie vereint im Fremdenhaß

In ihrer Seele leichenblaß 
Macht sie das Erbe wieder groß

Das Mordvermächtnis legt jetzt los:

Sie dürfen wieder kotzen
Frauen beschimpfen, begrapschen, anglotzen
Juden Kipas niederreißen
Auf PoC ihre Notdurft scheißen
Obdachlose nachts anzünden
Den Holocaust als Lüge erfinden

Nie wieder!
Macht das Braunlicht aus
Nie wieder!
Ein Leichenberge-Haus 
Nie wieder!
Massenmord als Plan
Die Banalität des Bösen kriecht schleichend heran
Nie wieder!
Nie wieder!

Die Sprache ist verdünnt
Zielt auf den niedersten Instinkt
Gibt vor "Das Volk" zu sein
Dringt in den Rachewinkel bitt‘rer Seelen ein

Schürt Neid auf jene, die da oben stehen
Und jene, denen es angeblich besser geht
Bis eine Legimitation für Sie entsteht:

Zu treten, zu schlagen, zu foltern, zu hetzen
Die Waffen gegen die vermeintliche Invasion zu wetzen
An den Pranger zu stellen 
Die nationale Hühnerbrust zu schwellen
Den zum Ungeziefer Erklärten fiese Fallen zu stellen
Den Verrat zu veredeln
Die Abweichler tot zu knebeln 
Sich mit dem Schwanz des Machtdämons Überlegenheit zuzuwedeln

Nie wieder!
Macht das Braunlicht aus
Nie wieder!
Ein Leichenberge-Haus 
Nie wieder!
Massenmord als Plan
Die Banalität des Bösen kriecht schleichend heran
Nie wieder!
Nie wieder!

Nie wieder! - Never again!

Nie Wieder! - Never Again! (Lyrics in English in the Intro)

Set me Free / Paploviante September 2020
Vocals: Alley from  www.Ghosthack.de
Lyrics:
You filled me with passion
A candle in the dark
And in your own fashion
You burned it to the ground
Its sad but it's true
I can't get over you
I'm trying to breath 
But I'm choked by the fumes
Set me free
I'm just trying to breath
Let it go
Cus I can't keep hold
If I told you that I love you
Would you let everything slide
If I told you that I want you
Would I run and hide?

Set Me Free - 💑💑💑 Paploviante

Im very happy to share a collab with my friend Lea-Mona. She is a talented multi aspects artist (painting, sculptures, poetry and much more) and her mother tongue is german so here is a poetry she wrote and says on my music and some vocal ambient, for our first collab :

Tiefe:

In Steintreppen geschrieben
Geschichten aus alter Zeit
Geschichten von Beton und Stein, Gips
die ineinander verlaufen
Man kann immer wieder Phantasien entwickeln
die dem Stein entspiringen
In ihm und auf ihm stehend, heruntersehend - ein Abgrund - ein Stein.
Fuss auf dem Boden - pieds sur le sol
Treppen steigen, Treppen gehen, 
so wie im Leben, nach oben, nach unten
Mich immer wieder zusammenreissen um die Anstrengung
 zu überwinden - ständige Motivation - 
anstrengend wenn man nicht nach oben kommt 
und sich sagen kann
Ja, Ich hab's geschafft! oben auzukommen
Ausser Puste, aber doch.
Jeden Tag versuche ich mich auf Neues zu motivieren 
um endlich etwas zusammenzustellen
das mein Leben bedeutet
Im Leben zu stehen, mit beiden Füssen
im Gleichgewicht auf dem Boden
in ihm - auf ihm - hinein 
Vereint mit meinem Körper

Collabs 2020

Tiefe

Tiefe Feat. Lea-Mona

Firstly on easy listening 6/4 bars, I cut some notes out of the main theme so as to give it dynamism, and finally obtained a prime amalgam of 17 quarter notes. I hid any recognizable thing in the accompaniment, and for the organic lines (voice and guitars) I tried the strong rhythm would not fix too much the melodies, first paying a lot of attention, and finally ... just letting me go.

Translated lyrics:

Oídos sordos (17 negras)  /  Deaf ears (17 quarter notes)

Quiero gritar todo lo que siento, estando solo;  /   I want to shout out everything I feel, being alone;
pero gritándolo al viento y si no contesta,  /  but shouting it at the wind and if it doesn’t answer,
dime, ¿de qué me sirve? (bis)  /  tell me, how does that help me? (bis)

Todos los vientos conocen mi historia  /  All the winds know my story
pero no hacen nada.  /  but they don’t do anything.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

He estado aquí y allí gritando como un loco,  /  I’ve been here and there screaming like a madman,
pero todo sigue igual.  /  but it’s all the same.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

Ahora sé que no sirve de nada;  /  Now I know it’s no use;
el viento sois todos que callais al verme,  /  all of you are the wind, silent when you see me,
y dejáis que hable y hable,  /  and letting me speak and speak,
y dejáis que hable y hable y hable.  /  and letting me speak and speak and speak.

No creo que vuelva mañana  /  I don’t think I’ll be back tomorrow
a escuchar vuestro silencio.  /  to listen to your silence.
Quiero encontrar a alguien. (bis)  /  I want to find someone. (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)
Image: "Red eared cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Oídos sordos (17 negras)

It sure seems there's always malice in the palace. Either you’re in the palace causing malice or you’re trying to stop the malice. In both cases there's still malice in the palace. As subjects, we have to live with that malice, so get out and vote. And if voting doesn’t make a difference, get out there and storm the palace, but only for a cause I believe in, lol. 

I love roots reggae and am stuck in the period between '68 and '82. Don’t get me wrong, ska is great, and I lump rocksteady into my preferred period of reggae. And I am not saying I don’t appreciate later periods of reggae and dancehall. I did enjoy the 90s dancehall that often went along with golden era hip hop. But I will always like 70s roots reggae best. I must be old. 

Thanks SoundCloud friends for making roots reggae with me and helping me LARP my musical fantasies. You're all the best! May everyone live out their rock star dreams.

Joerxworx: Horns
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
D. D. Danahy: Keyboards 
https://soundcloud.com/darren-d-danahy
Heartscore: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore
Jon Lock: Bass and Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Bitzone: Drums and Percussion
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mixing and Mastering
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com
Wou-Wou & Wormling: Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling

Trodding in this world of inequity 
People dying in the city
Kings in palaces show no pity
There’s malice in the palace 
There’s malice in the palace
Queen Majesty let’s lick up the chalice
I wanna hear I wanna hear what you can tell us 
And don’t you try to quell us
Or we’ll be storming up the citadel, yes! 
You’ve got to be pure of heart and pure mind
Cause blessed are the pure in heart
So you’ve got to live clean
If you know what I mean
There’s malice in the palace
We’re storming the citadel, yes!
And in the end, the last shall be first, and the first last 
For many shall be called, but few shall be chosen
Trodding in this world of inequity 
People are dying in the city
And kings in palaces dem show no pity
There’s malice in the palace 
There’s malice in the palace
Queen Majesty let’s lick up the chalice
I wanna hear I wanna hear what you can tell us 
So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it
For him it is sin
And that is the way of the righteous
For the path may be rocky
But the conscious can remain clean
If you know what I mean
There’s malice in the palace 
And we’re storming the citadel, yes!
For many are called, but few are chosen
There’s malice in the palace 
There’s malice in the palace, 
Queen Majesty let’s lick up the chalice
I wanna hear I wanna hear what you have to say
And don’t you lie to us
Or we’ll be climbing the citadel, yes!
Or we’ll be climbing the citadel 
There’s too much inequity 
So don’t you try quell
Do good things for in due season we will reap
So do not grow weary in doing good, y’all
And the fruit of the spirit is love, goodness, and peace 
And against such things there is no law
Living in the righteous way is no flaw
There’s Malice in da palace
And We’re storming the citadel
We’re storming the citadel, yes!
For many are called, but few are chosen
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
Trodding in this world of inequity 
people dying in the city
Kings in palaces dem show no pity
And we’re all going to be storming the citadel, yes!
So Queen Majesty
I wanna have a word with you and lick up da chalice
I wanna hear, I wanna hear, I wanna hear what you have to say
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
And don’t you try to quell us
There’s Malice in da palace
Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life

Joerxworx, D.D.Danahy, Heartscore, Jon Lock, Bitzone, Russ, the Couch King -  Malice In The Palace

Bass, guitar and synthesizer : Wypernet soundcloud.com/wypernet/tracks
Drums, lyrics and vocal : Lukowig www.facebook.com/Lukowig/ twitter.com/Lukowig
Artwork : Enrique Meseguer

Combien de tours du monde
par les mers et les terres
ne cessant une seconde
ta course solitaire ?

Toi la grande silencieuse
que cache ton teint livide ?
Souvent de marbre parfois rieuse
ton regard semble si vide...

Toi la grande voyageuse
ni triste ni heureuse
tu t'éreintes à trouver la flamme
l'étreinte éternelle d'une âme.

Traversant les saisons
villes campagnes et maisons
tu n'as qu'une seule raison
de vivre : ta fauchaison.

Toi la grande ténébreuse
que cache ton teint livide ?
Souvent de marbre parfois rieuse
ton regard semble si vide...

Toi la grande voyageuse
ni triste ni heureuse
tu t'éreintes à trouver la flamme
l'étreinte éternelle d'une âme.

En quête d'une sœur d'âme
tu embrasses à l'envie
pour cela on te blâme :
tu embrases des vies.

Toi la grande moissonneuse
que cache ton teint livide ?
Souvent de marbre parfois rieuse
ton regard semble si vide...

Toi la grande voyageuse
ni triste ni heureuse
tu t'éreintes à trouver la flamme
l'étreinte éternelle d'une âme.

La grande voyageuse [Wypernet and Lukowig]

Random Space-Ape Synth-Nerd somewhere out there!