Oh this is great Beck , hey , how are you ?

There is some Nice Frank Zappa flavour in there!!!

lovely smooth track with a great bass and drums beautifully mixed and produced Beck !! I bet butch is a softie really eh !! :))

Super chill and laid back - despite the scary cover art

Related tracks: I'm Keeping Score

Ma fille quand elle avait 20 ans a passé 2 mois en hôpital psychiatrique . Les paroles de la chanson sont le reflet de ce dont elle se souvient et notre ressenti quand on allait la voir . Philippe a su retranscrire en musique toutes les étapes psychologiques par lesquelles elle et nous , ses parents sommes passés. Merci à Thibault pour les passages en anglais qui apportent une intensité incroyable au titre .  
My 20-year-old daughter spent 2 months in a psychiatric hospital. The song's lyrics reflect what she remembers and how we felt when we went to see her. Philippe was able to transcribe into music all the psychological stages she and we, her parents, went through. Thanks to Thibault for the English passages, which bring an incredible intensity to the track.  
Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur mélodiste : Guillaume DULER   Chant et arrangements couplets anglais : Thibault DERACHE



Lyrics:
I live without really existing
I swim in a sea of darkness
My heart is a mass of scars
I wrap my body in dark veils

Je me sens silence dans ce malaise hanté
Je vis sans présent je n'ai plus d'avant d'après
Ces voix qui me tourmentent
Et me cueillent les fleurs d'un mal
Me poussent dans de lentes
Rondes abyssales

Je suis un fantôme dans un corps naufragé
J'accroche ma raison aux crochets de mes vivants
Les yeux ouverts d'angoisses
Sur l'amour de mes parents
Leur peine qui m'enlace
Me transperce violemment

Mes nuits à errer en habit de papier
Dans des couloirs morts d'ennui à perpétuité
J'ai peur dans ce grand vide
Qui me brûle comme un démon
Comme un trop long suicide
Dépression sans horizon

Des silhouettes blanches ombres en apesanteur
Dansent autour de moi interrogent mes douleurs
Mes mots restent en prison
Dans l'enfer de mes pensées
Mon esprit tourne en rond
Sur une route damnée

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

My mind is going on board on my drunkness ship
I only wanna take an easy and quiet trip
I wanna stay the course to avoid all the storms
On the ocean of my hours I want to stay in the norms

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

I live without really existing
I swim in a sea of darkness
My heart is a mass of scars
I wrap my body in dark veils

I feel silence in this haunted malaise
I live without present I have no before or after
These voices that torment me
And pick the flowers of an evil
Push me into slow
Abyssal rounds

I'm a ghost in a shipwrecked body
I hang my reason on the hooks of my living
Eyes open with anguish
On the love of my parents
Their grief embracing me
pierces me violently

My nights wandering in paper clothes
In dead corridors of perpetual boredom
I'm afraid in this great emptiness
That burns me like a demon
Like too long a suicide
Horizonless depression

White silhouettes weightless shadows
Dance around me, question my pain
My words remain in prison
In the hell of my thoughts
My mind spins in circles
On a damned road

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

My mind is going on board on my drunkness ship
I only wanna take an easy and quiet trip
I wanna stay the course to avoid all the storms
On the ocean of my hours I want to stay in the norms

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER Juillet 2023
Thibault DERACHE:
https://soundcloud.com/user-313022683?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

M.E..N...T....A.....L     (  Feat Thibault DERACHE ) TRANSLATED

Someone pushes the red button.........and now there are more of them in other places pushing their red button.....

In our skies fly a handful of intercontinental robots....carrying nuclear warheads.......

What does man feel in this moment of stillness and silence, before hell breaks loose around us in an exterminating firestorm.......

Armageddon - Seagull

Killing Me Softly (Cover)

One thing about Butch — he can strut! His swagger and no-bueno attitude make him alpha of the sidewalks, as most creatures flee when they see him. When Halloween arrives, Butch likes to dress up in his favorite costume disguise as a hellhound. Everyone recognizes him, of course — no surprise — because he can’t masquerade a role that’s very, very familiar to the neighborhood.

A playful chill tune of rhythm and blues and jazz

90 bpm
 DAW Apple Logic Pro X
 MIDI Akai MPK Professional
 E-Instruments used: 
Concert Grand 
SoCal Ballad Piano 
Studio Upright Bass
 Indian Shehnai Oboe
 E-Percussion: 
Acoustic Bump 
Studio Brush Kit
 Latin Kit 
Pop Kit

Audio of dog barks and crows recorded live, October 11 and 12, 2024.

Cover art is a derivative illustration with additions and alterations to the following photos:
-Burning cauldrons by Madelyn Emery at pexels.com www.pexels.com/photo/time-lapse-…ing-wares-954677/
-Dog image by Dawncapp, public domain at Wikimedia Commons  commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Two_…_fireplace.jpg
-Gold necklace with coin pendants, public domain via Wikimedia Commons commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Gold…T_DP107044.jpg
-Inverted pentagram, public domain via Wikimedia Commons  commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Pentagram4.svg

Scary Butch

“It had never occurred to me that our lives, which had been so closely interwoven, could unravel with such speed. If I’d known, maybe I’d have kept tighter hold of them, and not let unseen tides pull us apart.”

Never Let Me Go

This is a love song. A song that was brought to life from a broken heart. We've all been there...no?
I hope you enjoy! ;)

LYRICS(SPANISH) 
Que de malo en mi, no siento nada, 
no siento nada desde que te fuiste, no siento nada

Dos querpos en uno, tu piel tus ohos tus lavios, 
mi alma sangra, mia alma sangra cada vez que te requerda
extraño, la intimidad, extraño la intimidad

Mi alma sangra mi alma sangra cada vez que te requerda
extraño, extraño lo que tuvimos huntos 
Dos querpos en uno, tu piel tus ohos tus lavios 
Lo que tuvimos huntos,
No siento nada…

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

What's wrong with me, I don't feel anything, 
I haven't felt since you left, I haven't felt anything

Two bodies in one, your skin, your eyes, your lips, 
my soul bleeds, my soul bleeds every time I remember you
I miss the intimacy, I miss the intimacy

My soul bleeds, my soul bleeds every time I remember you
I miss, I miss being together with you
Two bodies in one, your skin, your eyes, your lips 
What we had together,
I don't feel anything...

Nada

ThrillMonkey/AnandaTuk collaboration

Check out AnandaTuk's music at: https://soundcloud.com/user-11396379

Be Like That -with AnandaTuk

Close Circle—I’m Keeping Score----Lyrics

(Verse1)
Altered time cycles,—
Will we ever be whole again 
why so many different Bibles? 
It’s a battle for the soul, till the end 
one unit, sect, —-culture, tribe 
so many distractions,—- let’s pretend
that time was on our side 
same message, same word, being resend 
Over and over again

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
To the very end,—-to the very end
We learn and educate,—-from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup,—-before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop,—-who is the source that pours 
where does it come from? Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, don’t answer —the mystery can wait
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up,—-if you believe, 
learn, retain, retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?——why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)
Search for more knowledge—- tempt me, ——but I need what I want. 
Where can the answers to the questions be?
The right question to prompt
cups fill, or empty ——another sip, lesson learned 
mind occupied——- close circle 
we learn what you taught us
But I have to know more, the desire, burns, 
don’t know what’s needed but I certainly want more
Give me a different drink please, because I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score —————
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score

(Chorus)
To the very end, 
We learn and educate, from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup, before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop who is the source that pours 
where does it come from?——Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, we done won —the mystery can wait 
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up if you believe, learn, retain retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?

——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
We learn and educate…
Extra: why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)

I'm Keeping Score

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

Another unpretentious pop song. I kind of like the chorus and the instrumental bridge. It should be shorter, but it came out that way, with an extra minute.

since she's gone

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

You once told me I didn't have enough
To offer you
Well, that might be true
But I got something I know you want
I've got bippetibopp

Chorus.
I may not be the prettiest girl you've ever seen
My wallet is cold
My pocket ain't full of gold
But I do something no one else can do
I Bippetibopp with you

Bippetibopp

I've got something I know you want
I've got bippetibopp

Chorus

If you replace me with someone new
You might end up miserable and blue
Cause I've got something I know you want
I've got Bittepibopp

Chorus

Bippetibopp

I've got something I know you want
I've got Bippetibopp

Are you sure you really want to go?
You will miss out what you already know
I'm the only one who can do
Bippetibopp with you

Chorus

Bippetibopp

Cinematic and Orchestral Music
Picture by MarWin55
Franck C Production
Music by Franck Charles
ASCAP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tB4QzfTFg8A

Expedition

Started writing this late at night April 14th into April 15th, 1-3am, one of those unexpected nights. I had a feeling, a thought and this came together fast. Finished it up today and did this live take tonight on the ol Baldwin. It's been awhile since something has struck me so quick. This is a song I was like...well I don't care this is how I feel so I'm writing this. True feelings. Thanks to everyone that listens!:) 

Forever 

I'm so late I know
And I'm so sorry 
You're living the American dream
A beautiful family 
It should've been you and me 
I know that you would agree
I'm glad that you called me
Are you happy?
What we never shared
Has been killing me for years

Just one night!
With you
I'd be content
Oh it's true
The memory
Would linger
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo

We were pure as snow
Then life got crazy
I've been chasing a long shot dream
Writing of a love deep in me
Through every dark valley 
You've been my fantasy 
What we never shared 
Has been killing me for years

Just one night!
With you
I'd be content
Oh it's true
The memory
Would linger
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo

Seems just like it was yesterday 
When our eyes just could not look away 

Just one night!
With you
I'd be content
Oh it's true
The memory
Would linger
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo 
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo 
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo
Forever! And ever

All music written and recorded by 
©Daniel Colter Valentine

Forever (Original song live)

Cast of Characters:

Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition

Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Epiphone Les Paul electric guitar

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass, and Roland organ

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production

  
This song began when Joe, feeling a bit nostalgic, wrote the lyrics and composed it on his acoustic guitar. He recorded it and sang it with expert harmonies, then decided to share it with Eclectic Collective. We were all very excited to get work on our second song with Joe, as we all admire his songwriting.

  First up was Tez this time, oddly enough. He was able to identify all the fill spots and light up the solo without the rest of us even adding anything yet. Next came Ken, who usually goes first, adding his steady grooving drums and tasty percussion. Once the drums were down, Josh completed the rhythm section by adding his fretted bass. He also worked out an organ part to give the whole sound a bit of thickness. Also adding some thickness and texture, Stephen added a clean electric rhythm part, as well. 

  Once we had it in can we asked Stephen to mix and produce it for us, which he did in his always expert fashion. 

  This, as mentioned, is Eclectic Collective's second song with Joe, and we all enjoyed bringing it to life with him. He's a wonderful collaborator and an all around good dude. Do yourself a favor and go check out his page, which is rich in great songs. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Original lyrics by Joe Stroffolino:

If you find yourself in trouble and you think you've lost your way. 
Here's hoping that you find a path to a better day.
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope you find all the answers to all those questions vexing you.
I hope you can find a way not to bite off more than you can chew.
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality
All those places that you said that you wanted to see.
I hope they're as good as you expected them to be.
I want you to know that you hold a special place in my heart.
I think about you often even though we are apart.
They say that when you love somebody sometimes you gotta be willing to let them go.
You gotta let them spread their wings and fly wherever the wind decides to blow. 
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope that you're happy. I hope that you're doing well.  I sure hope that you're doing swell.You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality

Hope That You Are Happy - (Eclectic Collective with Joe Stroffolino)

you dirty sod...you dirty bastard...you dirty f#$kr...what a f#$ng rotter...Dec 1976...The Sex Pistols brief live TV interview with  presenter Bill Grundy resulted in 30 seconds of Profanity as a very drunk Steve Jones, goaded on by a drunk and lecherous Grundy, let him have it... the encounter was headline news the next day and controversy followed .... 
here is a  link to the 90 second interview that cost Mr. Grundy his job.
https://youtu.be/boQGEyAcZwo?si=AkWVhxeDK7PJeRJ0

Now, as my angst turns to anger with the politics of today,  I borrow Mr. Jones' knack for the profane to punctuate my verse..thx Steve.
...like him I'm just an ole punk rocker in decay...

What Steve Jones Once Said

To all you two-faced
Doublespeak
Money grabbing politicians 
Noise polluting nonsense
I'll say what Steve Jones once said
#&*!@$!!!!
His voice inside my head

To all this short-stick
Tariff shit
Fascist reboot coalition
Nimby ploys and Brownshirt boys
I'll say what Steve Jones once said
&%$#@!!!
His words I have retread

This sonic stone I throw
To Pistol poke the bear
I like to speak some drunk Steve Jones
To the greed
And gob out there

To all you warmonger 
Border breakers
Bomb us to submission 
Wading through your wickedness 
I’ll say what Steve Jones once said
#$%^&!!!
All the lies I have been fed

To all you MAGA rights
And you ultra lefts
Stoking this division
Shut yer traps I'm sick of you
I'll give you some Steve Jones instead
@#%$&!!!
Now our words are wed

His curses from the past
A crude footnote in history 
I have recycled and rehashed
Bill Grundy’s moment
Of infamy

Lyrics HotR/Jones
Music HotR

What Steve Jones Once Said

Only Thing

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

I love making music that soothes, inspires, and rejuvenates.

Downtempo, chilled Lo-fi, non-AI music set to hip hop, pop, and jazz beats. Lover of Boom Bap.

My creative journey began as a visual artist, and now I'm concentrating my energy into creating music that can instantly impact minds and moods for the better. 

Almost all of my music is chill @ -100 bpm to hopefully stimulate calm and feelings of well-being in listeners as it does for me. 💙

I don’t use AI or samples. My music is original, digital, and composed using a MIDI keyboard and DAW. I also record live LoFi audio of ambient sounds such as birdsongs or rainstorms using an iPhone or a microphone connected to laptop.

I’ve been called Rebecca of Sunnybrook like the children’s book because of my birth name but call me Beck like my friends do. I chose Sunnybeck to use as my nickname as I’m an eternal optimist and love the sun.

sunnybeckmusic @ gmail.com

Scary Butch

SUNNYBECK

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