RATS & JELLYFISHES TALK AMID THE ORCHARD

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Beyond Passion

Blades Of Winter

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

#onesideofme #piano #minimal #newrelease #ambient #sad #romantic #Intimatemoments #naif

One Side Of Me

Many thanks to the wonderful Sander - Wane of Summer - for once again agreeing to a collaboration. His stunning original composition: https://soundcloud.com/wane-of-summer/ephemeral-echoes

this miraculous planet is all that matters - how much time have we got?

I look at you . .

swaying like a baby  /   learning to walk
mesmerised by the light  /  as it falls between the leaves  /   seeing the world 
unfold around me  /   all I needed  /   was there  

 
clouds     float in skies     carry light      through the trees
they lift my heart     like that look     in your eyes     
in a world that's simply free

now this chaos     where does it lead us?     what are we to do?
sometimes     it feels like a waste of time
but then, my love     I look at you     I look at you 

with so much hatred     so much greed
where is the love     the love we need?

so from these broken shores     we set forth      into rising seas
how far to that clean, fair world     where we'll live in peace?

this miraculous planet     is all that matters     how much time have we got?
will we be able   to save ourselves?     maybe, baby     
maybe not

sometimes    it feels like    a waste of time     
and I just don't know    what to do
sometimes it feels like    a waste of time
but then, my love, I look at you         I look at you . .

pour toi, bébé

x  : )

I look at you - Wane of Summer (+ltp)

Downtown. Streetside bars. Instrumental. Kind of a latin/blues/jazz thing that morphed into hard rock, then synth pop.
Credits: Freesound for street/crowd samples. Gencraft image.

Streetside

A seasonal multi-analog and digital rocker.

Run to the cold

Everybody Talks To God

Last Submarine Home

Buy HD

YOU NEED SOMEBODY

Planet9

To the one i love

PARADISE 

On her cheek a tear 
and I'm ready to do 
anything 
She won't look at me 
and in my head it's 
anything 

To prove her right 
I'm even ready to say 
anything
I can hear those around me saying 
that it doesn't work like that 
anything

they don't understand 
that with her I win every time
I who didn't believe 
she is now 
my only faith 

The days 
end to end forge my life 
always
lead me to her my future 
the day 
when the time comes to leave
love
will be my only true
Paradise

With my hand raised I'd be lying 
if I had to get her 
from a bad situation 
I can already hear those who will say 
that these things can't be done 
no, no, not like that 

they don't understand 
that she does it every day 
as much for me
she knows how to put off winter with her arms
when I tell her I'm too cold. 

The days 
end to end forge my life 
always
lead me to her, my future 
the day 
when the time comes to leave
love
will be my last
Paradise

Paradis (translated)

Most small towns have something they're known for;  it might be a building or a statue, or some famous person who lived there.  When I was a Baptist pastor forty years ago in the little town of St Francis, Kansas, it was the "Walkin' Boys.  Not exactly "boys", they were three middle-aged brothers who were probably autistic and lived at the local nursing home called "The Village".  Their parents made provision for them to live there after they passed away so they would be well taken care of.  What made them so memorable was they would venture out every day from the Village regardless of the weather and walk the length of the town, checking their post office box, stopping in at the jewelry store to have their watches set, then proceed out to the cemetery to pay their respects to their parents, then return to the Village.  They would make this three mile trip three times a day if the weather wasn't too extreme, and you could almost set your watch by when they would pass by.  I felt they needed a song, and it is one that's still remembered by those who knew them. I understand the last of the Walkin' Boys passed away just a few years ago having lived to a ripe old age of course--they walked every day:)  The song also features my singing; something that got lost along the way some years ago. You'll also hear a little tape hiss; it was mastered from a forty-year-old cassette:)
Lyrics:
It's another sunshiny morning in our little town,
The air is crisp and clear, a little snow left on the ground,
Then I look up Benton Street and guess who's coming down,
It's those Walkin' Boys, those Walkin' Boys are coming around.

Well they call the Village home but don't spend much time there,
They spend their time a walkin' 
And what folks think they don't much care,
And the season doesn't matter they still take the dare,
To tread in summer's heat or old man winter's frigid air.
Chorus:
Walkin' Boys where you goin'
Walkin' Boys who do you know,
Walkin' Boys seldom have a word to say. 
All dressed up in dungarees,
Smoking their pipes as proud as you please,
Walkin' Boys where you going today?

They start out from the Village for their daily chore,
They check their mail box then walk to Stewart's jewelry store, 
And with their watches set they go on out the door
Headed for the graveyard then return to go once more.

Boys you may not know me but I think you're grand.
I used to think you strange, but now I better understand,
That you are the way you are because of God's own hand,
You're special to our town and unique in all the land.
Chorus 2:
Walkin' Boys where you goin'
Walkin' Boys who do you know,
Walkin' Boys seldom have a word to say.
Lookin' at the graves but they aren't sad,
Just paying respects to their mom and dad,
Walkin' Boys where you goin' today?

Walkin' Boys (from Scenes of St. Francis)

Here's a track from the forth coming album ....
The Rat Palace was our studio from when we first started seriously working together in 2016 until the landlords decided it was time for the artists to go and the tourists to come. It had been Mat's base since 2009 and hosted dozens of artists and musicians since it first started in 2006.
As the name suggests the place was run down, lacked various things like hot water, proper access and heating but it had a vibe, and the people we shared the space with all felt and helped to create it....Art was everything, day after night after day for years.
These 7 improvisations are a tiny fraction of the jams we had there, just a few highlights from 100s of jams. They are raw, unpolished and unconcerned with anything outside the moment. We rarely 'rehearsed' as such at the Rat Palace - just played.
Things come and things go - Vale Rat Palace, you were amazing.

Kirby/Ward -  Rat Palace Sessions Track 1 : Frantic. New Album out March 16

Thank you for checking out this Highlight reel of Eclectic Collective's greatest moments in the year 2023. The Eclectic Collective is a very loose band of musicians who collaborate over the internet and communicate via email only. Though this release is lengthy, we promise it to be entertaining!

Cast of characters:

Hosted by: StonerJazz on.soundcloud.com/6qwFQ

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary) - Bass, Lap Slide Guitar @josh-clary-1
K2 and the Three - Drums, Percussion @k2andthe3
Llanpsych - Guitar, Effects https://on.soundcloud.com/xehCe
TexMex Shaman - Guitar, Effects @texmex-shaman
J.J. Terrell - Keys, Synth, Organ on.soundcloud.com/ivM1E
MisterMark - Lyrics, Vocals
on.soundcloud.com/qMWgp

Not interviewed in this piece, but a big thank you from all of us goes to:
Artur of Surfers Like Us @user-411502040
Mysterious Decibel @themysteriousDecibel
Steve of Steve’s Planet @Steve-Vervaet
Chris Maness @user-419254289-15129531

The 2023 Eclectic Collective Rockumentary

30/1 2024   
Parking lot Chalmers University Gothenburg
Photo H.Skeneby

Restrained

Follows on from my earlier track "Passion for the Beyond", though a little jazzier. Brass sounds from a VST (MIDI-triggered) instrument. Image: Gencraft.

UnBoxed January 2024

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

On Reflection in the Space Church

Jellyfish Palace

Original By JJ Cale
Acoustik guitar; vocal & congas : Docvet

Same Old Story W/ Docvet

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Hammond B3 Organ solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Acoustic Stand-up Bass. Drums, Full Drum kit. Percussion Tambourine, Zildjan 22" ride & crash Cymbal. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm.

Smokin

Bluez House

Art Expressed in Music – El Greco's Passion
February 2024
Duration: 3:00
Listen to the Playlist: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting: View of Toledo 
Domḗnikos Theotokópoulos (October 1, 1541 –  April 7, 1614) most widely known as El Greco ("The Greek”), was a Greek painter, sculptor and architect of the Spanish Renaissance.  El Greco was born in the Kingdom of Candia (modern Crete).  In 1570, he moved to Rome, where he opened a workshop and executed a series of works. During his stay in Italy, El Greco enriched his style with elements of of the Venetian Renaissanbce.  In 1577, he moved to Toledo Spain, where he lived and worked until his death. In Toledo, El Greco received several major commissions and produced his best-known paintings, such as “View of Toledo”.  At the time, Toledo was the religious capital of Spain and a populous city.  In Toledo, he was the tenant of a complex consisting of three apartments and twenty-four rooms.  It was in these apartments, which also served as his workshop, that he spent the rest of his life, painting and studying. He lived in considerable style, sometimes employing musicians to play whilst he dined.  During the course of the execution of a commission, El Greco fell seriously ill, and died on  April 7th, 1614 at the age of 73.  El Greco's dramatic and expressionistic style was met with puzzlement by his contemporaries, but finally found appreciation in the 20th century.  El Greco is regarded as a precursor of both Expressionism and Cubism; his works were a source of inspiration for painters like Picasso.  He is best known for tortuously elongated figures and often fantastic or phantasmagorical paintings.  El Greco discarded classicist criteria such as measure and proportion. He believed that grace is the supreme quest of art.  El Greco regarded color as the most important and the most ungovernable element of painting, and declared that color had primacy over form.
For strings, piano, trumpet, skiddaw stones, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion.

Art Expressed In Music - El Greco's Passion

still talking

Play it loud 🔥

This is  the first one of the Debussy punk serie, instrumental pieces composed throughout these two latest decades !


Loony De Bussy : composition , guitars, bass, drums programming 

Nataly NGM : art cover 🧡

VENUS ON MARS / Debussy punk n°1

It’s a beautiful mess- this dreaming up life
We’re falling like stars- into each other’s sky’s
Everybody’s gotta have- a reason to shine
Who knows maybe yours- is just like mine

We all try to find reasons why
For the seasons and our fates
And how they intertwine with lines we write in story’s we create 
And I couldn’t find a better friend to roll on down the line….
A great life’s a long goodbye

Life aint no test, pass or fail
So many times we fly off the rail
And sometimes it aint easy, but we aint wasting our lives
Because if we can stick together, it’ll be alright -Alright Yeah
Let loving in!

We all try find the reasons why
For the seasons and our fates
And how they intertwine with lines we write in the story’s we create 
And I couldn’t find a better friend to roll on down the line….
A great life’s a long goodbye

It’s a beautiful mess
It’s a crazy damn life
We’re all stars
In someone else’s sky

We all try find reasons why
For the seasons and our fates
And how they intertwine with lines we write in the story’s we create 
And I couldn’t find a better friend to roll on down the line, Yeah-yeah, we’re gonna rock it-rock it, rock and roll it

We’ll never say goodbye

A great life’s a long goodbye
A great life’s a long goodbye
A great life’s a long goodbye
A great life’s a long
A great life’s a long
Goodbye

A Great Life's A Long Goodbye

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) Fev/2024.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:

Lyrics 
Sometimes,
I wonder,
Sometimes,
Where is my Mind,
Sometimes,
will I finally find,
Sometimes,
stop counting the time,
open your eyes,
enjoy this moment,
soak up the ocean energy,
soak up the ocean energy,

Ocean Energy

My progress in music has been minimal. I get obsessed with collecting collages, and I try my best to dominate 3 minutes with cool basses. The sound I want to create is a combination of hip-hop rhythms and sounds born from personal ideas. However, with my current skills, both are separate. The reward is always finding a new way to feel about a slight "connection."

Ordinary's Steps(289)

These days I've been practicing piano, trying to regain some confidence in my playing. Althought, I learned with Czerny's speed exercises, lately, I've been drawn to play slower pieces. But then, my dark side likes to takes over and uppens the tempo into something bizarre. Anyway...
Like many people from my country and my generation, I grew up watching dubbed shonen anime like Dragon Ball Z. Despite having moved on with my life, that anime always found a way to come back to me. Nowadays, that feeling of nostalgia has been monetized, but back then, it was like catching up with old friends. But now that its creator is gone, I guess it's finally over. Only his art remains, the love he put in it, and the joy it brought us.

†ॐ

"Prologue & Subtitle 1"
Music composed by Shunsuke Kikuchi.
Improvised arrangement and performance by Thomas O'Higgins Horna.
Produced at Kolima Forest Studios.
Cover art by Akira Toriyama, from "TRUNKS THE STORY" (1992)

To Akira Toriyama. Thank you.

Prologue & Subtitle 1

The sun is a daily reminder that we too can rise again from the darkness, that we too can shine our own light.

NB4X ~ Ajna

Lanzamiento

"Latitud" de Natt IB

Las vueltas son imperceptibles,
me lo dijiste tantas veces,
si el planeta gira en falso, que pasaría en nuestras mentes.

Delinean mi aura,
Dónde estaré?
Lugares que olvido,
Impaciente, vacilaré.

Combinaciones diferentes,
en latitudes convergentes,
mirando a través
del mundo.

Algo busca mi atención,
y en el límite, descifré la ilusión.

Producido por Rodrigo Martín.

Letra y música: Natt IB.

Voz y Guitarras: Natt IB
Syntes y programaciones: Javier Loppez
Bajo: Andrés García.

Mezcla y Mastering: Rodrigo Martín.

Link en bio

#lanzamiento #musica #cordoba #bsas #nattvbss #juanalaloca #rodrigomartin #pop #andresmartingarciaok #javierloppez #gus_regner

Latitud

Dream Cult

here's the translation:

I thought I had left her behind
But she always catches up with me
She still hurts me to this day
And has distracted me so many times
Maybe I need more time
I don't want to be sad and I don't want to talk about it
I don't want to encounter all that crap again
I don't want to be sad and I don't want to talk about it
I want a sea between me and my past
A sea between me and everything that was
I want a sea between me and my past
A sea between me and everything that was
I love my friends
And how we are with each other
Still, I have to go somewhere else as soon as possible
Somewhere where the sun shines in winter
Where I can start anew, alone and without a past
Maybe someday I'll learn to forgive
I want a sea between me and my past
A sea between me and everything that was
I want a sea between me and my past
A sea between me and everything that was
I want an ocean
I want an ocean
I want an ocean
I want an ocean
I want an ocean
I want an ocean

Ozean (Guitar - Cover)

Innocence

An old recording of Jana singing the classic Ayreon track The Valley of the Queens from the album 'Into the Electric Castle' and taken from Jana's 2013 Album 'Darl Spirit"

The Valley Of The Queens

Unapologetic
Production by Fire Ark Radio

Unapologetic

I'm here with you tonight, are we the best that we could find
And I'm trying not to say what's on my mind.
Cause I have always said, what was in my head
But you know sometimes some things are better left unsaid.

I tell you lies; I tell you lies, I tell you sweet little lies
I tell you that you mean the world to me.
You tell me lies, you tell me lies, you tell me sweet little lies
You tell me that I am the man of your dreams

Although I’m sitting next to you, we’re both so far apart
Too far away to fill our empty hearts
We’ve been living for the moment but the moment’s long since past
We’re running on fumes and the passion’s fading fast

We had our day in the sun
We had a lot of fun
I think we’d both agree that we’re close to done
Circumstances change 
And what used to feel so right
We were caught in the hunger then we lost our appetite

I tell you lies; I tell you lies, I tell you sweet little lies, 
I tell you that you mean the world to me.
You tell me lies, you tell me lies, you tell me sweet little lies
You tell me that I am the man of your dreams

I think the time has come for the two of us to pack up and leave it
I can’t take this lying anymore
I can’t take this lying any more

Lies

Hello, here I'm back with pop-rock and a lot of electronic groove.
I hope you enjoy the listening 🎧🔈 have a nice trip 🚀🙂

Cheers CJ

CJR-Music originals | more info also here: https://www.cjrogersmusic.com

Trance Ship

Recalling some tequila, love words and more with them in that Ibiza bar, I wondered: “What if Pink Floyd met the spirit of Camarón de la Isla… in my bedroom?” I used lots of guitars, basses, etc. on a 12/8 beat, to enclose 3/4, 6/4 & 8/8 rhythms along.
> Pic: ruined well at hometown countryside

Letra / Translated Lyrics: EL POZO DE TU AMOR  /  THE WELL OF YOUR LOVE

Fui a abrir el grifo, estaba sediento,  /  I turned on the tap, I was thirsty,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Fui a abrir el grifo, necesitaba hacerlo,  /  I turned on the tap, I needed to do it,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el grifo de tu amor.  /  I needed the trap of your love.

Fui a bajar al pozo, me estaba muriendo,  /  I was going into the well, I was dying,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Fui a bajar al pozo, y me caí dentro,  /  I was going into the well, and fell inside,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

Por bajar al pozo, yo me caí dentro  /  Because of going into the well, I fell inside
y no quiero que nadie llore por mis lamentos  /  and I don’t want anybody to cry for my laments

Caí… por ti.  /  I fell … for you.
Caí… caí… caí por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell for you.
Caí… a tu pozo, caí por ti.  /  I fell … into your well, fell for you.
Caí… caí… caí… caí a tu pozo por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell … fell into your well for you.
Caí.  /  I fell.

Me he caído al pozo, y ahora que estoy dentro  /  I have fallen into the well, and now I’m inside
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Vine a beber al pozo, pero el pozo está seco,  /  I came to drink at the well, but the well is dry,
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

ER30HC9 ©1995 ®2015

Grab it !!

El pozo de tu amor (Caí por ti)

I like Soundcloud because it's a friendly community for sharing our music. When I like your music, I say how it affected me, maybe something about how you wrote, performed or produced it. I have musically diverse interests: pop/rock songs, jazz-rock fusion/prog instrumentals; acoustic guitar. Main instrument is guitar, I'm not a keyboard player or singer, but hopefully I can do enough there to make my work sound ok.

Beyond Passion

Steve Matthews