Written 11 years ago: recalls the days when music was vinyl only and a magical retreat from disabling matters of the heart


33 RPM NIRVANA

Flattened faces pressed up against the glass
It’s well known no-one needs to ask
People talking ‘bout how I’m feeling
If they were me yes they’d be reeling
They’d need time and recuperation
But at night I take up station
Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana
Getting away to 33 RPM Nirvana 

She’s a stranger that’s her right to choose
Who can blame her she don’t like old news
You might say she’s one go getter
And why did she not treat me better
I admit I loved her deeply
But right now I’m kind of sleepy
Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana
Getting away in 33 RPM Nirvana 

I’m pulling the curtains and switching it on
Watching the tone arm lower onto my black vinyl

Drifting away now the music is my river
Not analyzing I’m seeking separation
Through the mists of time I wander
What is life I’m bound to ponder
Gonna get to shrug my shoulders
Moving on and getting bolder
Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana
Getting away in 33 RPM Nirvana

33 RPM Nirvana

Thinkin' About You

Cast of characters:

Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – backup organs (Wurlitzer and B3), VST steel drums, vocals, lyrics, composition, production, mix     
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- Yamaha Genos 2 electric piano voice and lead organ
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – Epiphone Les Paul electric guitar
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Fender Custom Shop Telecaster electric guitar and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums and percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Fender Precision four string bass

This song began with Mark, who fleshed out the entire thing, from the rhythm section, to the organ that you hear in there, to the lyrics and vocals, before he laid it on the rest of us. We all got a chuckle from the tongue in cheek humor of the lyrics, and were excited to work on a song about an anachronistic adventure of a soulful caveman. 
  Ken was first up with his version of the the beat, finding the soul in the rhythm. Josh was next up, of course, using his "normie" bass for the his version of the line. Once the rhythm section was in place, it was JJ's turn to shine, adding his slick, soulful e. piano to the mix. 
  Now that they had a solid foundation on which to play, Stephen and Tez added their guitar magic to the mix. Stephen with the rhythm and the fills, and Tez with the ripping solo at the end. Mark also added the festive VST steel drums that you hear throughout at this point, too. Now that the music was laid down, he perfected his awesome vocals to complete it.
  It was in the can at that point, and just needed Mark to throw a pro sounding mix on it. Then, Stephen mastered it in his always expert way to finish it off.
  Mark wanted to record an old skool classic Soul song (a la Al Green), which he did, all on his own. But then, once he unleashed it onto the EC gang for their interpretation, they ran with it in a whole new, almost tropical direction, and it was decided to release 2 versions of the song, both of which you can find on Mark's page. Stephen does double duty on guitar for both versions. 
  This was a real team effort, even though it's really Mark's baby. The Eclectic Collective has many different methods of creating music. This one was a great exercise in trying to bring about Mark's vision. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.
Original lyrics by mistermark:

Walking through this concrete jungle
I’m just trying to stay out of the way 
just me and ol’ Rex, my furry companion 
we been fielding funky looks all day
then somebody saw me kicking rocks with my bare toes
he said buddy have you lost your way?
then I sat right down and I started to cry
and this is what I had to say…

I’m a caveman, I can’t catch a break
everybody says I’m so passé 
I’m a caveman, it’s too much to take
I’m ancient history or so they say 

Sittin’ in my man cave watching the clock crawl
there's nothing good on my tv 
my big grubby hands can’t flip thru the channels
i cant even hold a cup of tea
I was chatting on the phone making plans with a lady
a little bit of company
but my date split QUICK when I opened the door
man I wonder what’s wrong with me

I’m a caveman, I can’t catch a break now
the ladies say I’m so passé 
I’m a caveman, it’s too much to take
I’m ancient history or so they say

The big city’s fine but something’s on my mind
I feel a little incomplete
I miss my old club, for rustling up some grub
and the touch of grass below my feet
I’ve been around longer than all your creation, 
like the rocks and trees and streams
I wanna get back home, where forever I’ll roam
even if it’s only in my dreams

I’m a caveman
I can’t catch a break 
everybody says I’m so passé 
I’m a caveman, it’s too much to take
I’m ancient history or so they say

I’m a caveman, 
must be come kinda mistake
everybody says I’m so passé 
well I’m a - a caveman
It’s too much to take
but I’m gunna get back some day

Caveman - The Eclectic Collective

the heart of winter
Thanks to Francesco(@francescocartocci ) for the inspiration and for the gorgeous guitar playing.
Our other collaborations:
@soundcloud.com/rosindust/sets/grazie-francesco

initial digital idea (video sketch)
https://youtube.com/shorts/ErjY15S-tYU?si=lupDHa8xz8s_38-c

il cuore dell'inverno  with Francesco Cartocci

EZ TIME

Demo written, performed, and produced in Logic by Kate E. Stanton 2/15/25
No scientific method for the soul. 
Song Number 8 #FAWM

Nothing to Prove

She’s got nothing to prove, 
she’s got nothing left to lose.
Burned every bridge that wasn't halfway
she’s learned this.

Why should she listen to you?
Why would she listen to me?

She has danced in the dark, now she finally breathes.
Every step she takes sets her soul free.
Every breath she inhaled makes her believe.

There’s only One she’ll kneel to.
She’s got wounds that They can heal, too.
Every shadow she’s faced helped her ghosts erase
And she’s owned this.

Why should she listen to you?
Why should she listen to me?

All opinions drown authenticity.
Now the echoes of war cry out for the way
she beats them into a pulp by telling the truth

She’s got nothing to prove, she’s got nothing left to lose.
No more battles to fight no more sides to choose
and she’s earned this.

Nothing to Prove

Child of Nature

The Phantom (Remix)

I always think of Saint Patrick’s Day here in the US as a celebration of the social graces as they involve drinking. We drink together, we laugh and cry together, and friendships typically grow like flowers from those barroom and “parlor” floors. With the big day just a couple weeks away now I wanted to contribute something that expresses my attachment to the many fast friends I hold dear. I dedicate this one to my closest friend who is departed too soon, Rich. Cheers.

Music written by Craig Durgy ©2025
Guitar & vocals by Craig Durgy
Production by Nat Daniels of Gentle Rain Records (including bass, tin whistle & percussion)

Lyrics:

Let’s drink to the morning, 
That peeks through the windows 
And drink as the night melts away
Let’s drink to the memories 
That yesterday knows
And cheers to the friends that remain

I raise my glass cause it’s 
Lighter than toiling
And is drawn to be tested to yours
I drink to the moment 
That we’ll be recalling
And the path to the day it recurs

And if it seems to me, 
It matters not
The hopes and dreams of two old sots
The lesson of time is 
The beverage that binds us
I drink to your smile and our lot

I can see through the weary
As the sun warms your face
And the suds settle down in your glass
Your eyes are not teary
As we take this last taste
And swallow the tears of the past

I raise my glass cause it’s 
Lighter than toiling
And is drawn to be tested to yours
I drink to the moment 
That we’ll be recalling
And the path to the day it recurs

And if it seems to me, 
It matters not
The hopes and dreams of two old sots
The lesson of time is 
The beverage that binds us
I drink to your smile and our lot
I drink to your smile and our lot

The Beverage That Binds Us

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES VRAIS DU FAUX
Ils ont beau dire, ils ont beau faire
Tous leurs sourires sont à l’envers
Beaucoup de trop, et çà se voit
Se sentant haut tant ils s'y croient.
Sous apparence vivent au-dessus
Dans l'insolence voir même plus
Jouant les meilleurs se sentant beaux
En rois de coeur, qui sonnent faux
Riant de tout, même pas marrant
Quand on s’en fout complètement
Ils s’intéressent sans écouter
Et puis ils laissent tout çà tomber.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Ils congratulent dans le mépris,
Nous prennent pour nuls et puis aussi
Sans de scrupule en font leurs vies.
En tête de rang, la bonne place
Tous les gênants ils les déplacent
Se faisant grand  ils les remplacent.
L'hypocrisie en bandoulière
Car çà aussi ils savent la faire
Ils continuent, se croyant fort
Tout au-dessus, voir plus encore.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Tout çà se voit et on le sent 
Alors pourquoi perdre son temps
Laissons tomber une fois pour toute
Plus les garder sur notre route.
Car peu importe, faut avancer
Fermant  nos portes, les oublier
Laissons les dirent, laissons les faire
Prendre un soupir à l'ordinaire
Sentiments sains, bons ressentis
Pour que demain, saine soit la vie.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

THE TRUES FROM THE FALSE

No matter what they say, no matter what they do
All their smiles are upside down
Too many, and it shows
Feeling high as they believe in it.
Under appearance live above
In insolence see even more
Playing the best feeling beautiful
In kings of hearts, who ring false
Laughing at everything, not even funny
When we don't care at all
They are interested without listening
And then they drop it all.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

They congratulate in contempt,
Take us for rubbish and then too
Unscrupulously make their lives out of it.
At the head of the row, the right place
All the troublesome ones they move them
Making themselves big they replace them.
Hypocrisy on the shoulder
Because that too they know how to do
They continue, believing themselves strong
All above, even more.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

All this can be seen and felt 
So why waste your time
Let's give up once and for all
No longer keep them on our way.
Because it doesn't matter, you have to move forward
Closing our doors, forgetting them
Let them say it, let them do it
Take a sigh at the ordinary
Healthy feelings, good feelings
So that tomorrow, life will be healthy.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

LES VRAIS DU FAUX

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocal & lyrics : Janne Hennie

Thought I had everything I needed to feel free
But somewhere along the way, I lost me
Without direction, or knowing what to do
I blamed you...

I had a vision of finding something more
A stronger me
But I wasn't sure
where to look, I had no clue
So I blamed you....

I searched every corner, but still couldn't find
The freedom I was looking for
I went blind
Didn't even consider to look for the truth
I just blamed you....

I got tired of searching around
My longing for freedom
I just couldn't find
Couldn't bear to look anymore
So I blamed you....

What was I thinking?
Why couldn't I see
My own freedom was always within me
But I was blind
I was a fool
Blamed it all on you.....

I Blamed You

A Whole Lot Of Nothing

Playing live and writing & recording in Nelson New Zealand - began recording in 2004 once technology was available to make CDs using industry standard equipment at home. Radio airplay on Fresh FM and the TLC network from 2005. The track IS THIS WHO I THINK IT IS was a finalist in the 2009 NZ MLT songwriting contest.  In Dec 2012  DUNEDIN SOUND reached  no. 26 on NZ on Air "The Audience" chart. In December 2015, RIP OFF THE SCAB and DREAM DESTINATION were selected by a US A&R agent for promotion to artists, In July 2017 - HIGHEST ROOM also picked up by a US agent for promotion. July 2018 DON'T YOU TURN AWAY selected by NY agent to promote to a London soul singer. August 2018 LOVE MY LIFE assigned to BuyNZ audiovisual advertising. December 2018 WHERE CIGARETTES FALL forwarded by Taxi.com to US TV music director. Latest 3 albums seek to marry singer songwriter Imagery with multi-harmony musical movement. 2024 FLOATING INTO WONDER and ECCENTRICITY SO BEAUTIFUL got airplay on a New Foundland radio station. Dec 24 FAKING IRONY and CAUGHT UP IN A WAR have have gotten a foothold in Spotify.

33 RPM Nirvana

Steve Low