awesome, real nice on the ears.. good driving music.. im not driving right now, but I feel like I am

Great Tone, lovely chilled funky blues, very enjoyable!

#Funkasaur #BruceConover #colbru #Telefan @MusicLaakkonen #JRivas @PHIGROA @GeneRoberson @PALTON

Nothings Burning #442

awesome collab with @PHIGROA 

Soul Chill for your Eazeback Groove!

Moven On Up - featuring Phigroa

Nothing's Burning

My private tribute to Gerry
(Headphones if you Got em!)
Rafferty was born on 16 April 1947 into a working-class family in Underwood Lane in Paisley,[1] a son and grandson of coal miners.[2] He was a son of Mary Skeffington and Joseph Rafferty;[3] and had two brothers, Jim and Joe (died 1995).[4]

Rafferty grew up in a council house on the town's Foxbar estate and was educated at St Mirin's Academy.[4] His Irish-born father, a violent alcoholic, was a miner and lorry driver who died in 1963 when Rafferty was 16.[3] He learned both Irish and Scottish folk songs as a boy: "My father was Irish, so growing up in Paisley I was hearing all these songs when I was two or three. Songs like "She Moves Through the Fair", which my mother sings beautifully. And a whole suite of Irish traditional songs and Scots traditional songs".[5][6] Heavily influenced by folk music and the music of the Beatles and Bob Dylan, the young Rafferty started to write his own material.[4]
Musical career

Rafferty left St. Mirin's Academy in 1963. He worked in a butcher's shop, as a civil service clerk, and in a shoe shop, although as he noted in a later interview: "But there was never anything else for me but music. I never intended making a career out of any of the jobs I did."[7] On weekends he and a schoolfriend, future Stealers Wheel collaborator Joe Egan, played in a local group named The Mavericks, mainly covering chart songs by groups such as The Beatles and The Rolling Stones.[8] In the mid 1960s Rafferty earned money, for a time, busking on the London Underground. In 1966, Rafferty and Egan were members of the band The Fifth Column. The group released the single "Benjamin Day"/"There's Nobody Here" (Columbia 8068), but it was not a commercial success.
The Humblebums/Stealers Wheel

In 1969 Rafferty became the third member of an existing folk-pop ensemble The Humblebums composed of future comedian Billy Connolly and Tam Harvey. Harvey left shortly afterwards, and Rafferty and Connolly continued as a duo, recording two albums for Transatlantic Records. A 1970 gig at the Royal Festival Hall, supporting Fotheringay with Nick Drake, earned a positive review from critic Karl Dallas, who noted that all three acts showed "promise rather than fulfilment", and observed that "Gerry Rafferty's songs have the sweet tenderness of Paul McCartney in his 'Yesterday' mood".[9] In his own stand-up shows, Connolly has often recalled this period, remembering how Rafferty made him laugh and the crazy things they would get up to while on tour. On one occasion Rafferty decided to look up the local Berlin telephone directory to see if there were any Hitlers registered.[10]
Even though Rafferty and Connolly parted ways in 1971, they remained close friends until Rafferty's death in 2011.

After the two decided to go their separate ways in 1971, Transatlantic owner Nathan Joseph signed Rafferty to a contract as a solo performer and Rafferty recorded his first solo album, Can I Have My Money Back?, with Hugh Murphy, a young staff producer working for the label.[11] Billboard praised the album as "high-grade folk-rock", describing it as Rafferty's "finest work" to date: "His tunes are rich and memorable with an undeniable charm that will definitely see him into the album and very possibly singles charts soon".[12] Yet although the album was a critical success, it did not enjoy commercial success. According to Rafferty's daughter Martha, it was around this time that her father discovered, by chance, Colin Wilson's classic book The Outsider, about alienation and creativity, which became a huge influence both on his songwriting and his outlook on the world: "The ideas and references contained in that one book were to sustain and inspire him for the rest of his life."[13] Rafferty, himself, later confirmed that alienation was the "persistent theme" of his songs;[2][14] "To Each and Everyone", from Can I Have My Money Back?, was an early example.

Baker Street Tribute to Gerry Rafferty

il y a l'avant 
il y a l'après ..
avant ,c'était "bien"...
c'était grand 
c'était mieux on dirait ...

oui mais après..
c'est différent
c'est pas mal
ça surprend !

c'est "moyen"..
Hein..!

c'est pas très gai...
ça c'est vrai, je te l'accorde ..
allez ! fais pêter les cordes !

il y a l'avant 
il y a l'après ..
oui mais ça ,c'était avant .
et là, c'est l'après ....!


L'avant et l'après ....!

Ian Tait created this amazing track. Ian is an amazing guitarist. It is a joy to jam to this.

https://soundcloud.com/ian-tait

Ian Tait- original composition, guitar, and bass
Me- Telecaster, and Big Muff Pi Nano

Drifting Away (Ian Tait & Telefan)

Written by James Geer

Standing by the river
On uncle Cosmos farm
Let it wash my troubles away
Cleanse the consternation
So it won’t do no harm
Wash from me obnoxious thoughts that weigh
Wash away, wash away
Clear my conscience for another day
Standing by the river
On uncle Cosmos farm
Washing consternation away

Chucking that potato
On cosmic bowling night
Roll my consternation down the lane
Roll away my troubles
The pins can take the fight
Free me from obnoxious fhoughts again
Roll away, roll away
Clear my conscience for another day
Chucking that potato 
On cosmic bowling night
Rolling consternation away

Standing by the bonfires 
A cold November night
Burning consternation away
Fires warm and comforting 
The smoke goes out of sight
Taking with it troubles in flight
Burn away, burn away
Clear my conscience for another day
Standing by the bonfires 
A cold November night
Burning consternation away

Consternation

V-Calming Lethargy

Recorded home studio and completed at Amplified Studios, Carlsbad CA, July/August 2025
Lead guitar : Fog City Fogey
Mix/Master: Marc Polit of Amplified Studios 

LYRIC

Where once I found delight
Reached out and held it tight
I nod in passing
Nothing here is lasting
Let cherry blossoms fall

They will return next spring
That’s the important thing
Falling from each limb
And though I’m not there to see them
They will still be seen
And though I’m not there to join you
Please raise a cup or two for me

Where once the world spun round
But we could hold our ground
Now we go whirling
Tumbling and twirling
No railing we can grasp 
We hear others calling
Fumbling and falling
Every breath a gasp
But we can’t stop for someone else 
We have to save ourselves

Where once time trickled by
Now it goes streaming/speeding by
And we’re swept away….




where once...

Karate, the Japanese martial art — now colliding with Rock! I combined a uniquely intriguing concept with the classic essence of hard rock.

Rock Meets Karate

Drifting Tide (Remix)

I invite you to listen to my piano improvisation "Autumn Etude".
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” ― Albert Camus
The sheet music of my compositions can be downloaded from here:
https://www.sheetmusicplus.com/publishers/victor-birkan-sheet-music/3028943?isPLP=1

Find all my music here: https://linktr.ee/victorbirkan

Autumn Etude - Improvised Piano Piece

Jewels (2025)

Welcome to my new trilogy. I hope you enjoy listening. 
For the children of the world…

Amor vincit omnia (Love conquers all) was introduced by the Roman poet Virgil in his tenth Eclogue. It’s also a recurring theme in art and literature, including the works of William Shakespeare, who weaved the idea of an all-conquering love into his plays and sonnets. In a Biblical sense how great is the love of a child. They celebrate innocence, openness and a pure heart.

Amor Vincit Omnia

Amor Vincit Omnia No. 01

Cast of Characters:

The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl -- vocals, lyrics, Ovation acoustic guitar, and composition
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and upright piano, and JJ's angels (voice synth)
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and Collings mandolin
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST fiddle
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Earle Scruggs custom banjo, production, mix, and mastering

This is the latest in our series of songs Carl has written about us. Being as both Tez, a lifelong, and to a lesser degree, Carl are Manchester United fans, Carl seized on the opportunity to celebrate their shared fandom. Although the lyrics are a little inscrutable to us Americans, we love that football (soccer) fans from across the pond will know exactly what he's talking about. 
  Carl wrote this song on his acoustic guitar, and upon sharing it with us, we weren't sure as to the direction we wanted to take it. JJ threw down first, adding his good-time-sounding upright piano and strikingly beautiful organ to the mix first. He also added the subtle human voice choral synth you hear throughout. Enchanted with Carl's composition, Josh next added his bass and mandolin both in the same recording session, without even closing his DAW. Mark was in right after, adding his friendly fiddle solo as well as fiddle fills throughout. Being as the song is about him, Tez came along shortly after and added the tuneful intro and outro on his guitar. Then, as it was just about to sit for a while, Ken added his very tasteful, perfect drums to the mix, thus completing the rhythm section. 
  Before we put a bow on it, though, Stephen made it back from his week in the Colorado wilderness in time to add his magical banjo to the mix. Speaking of mixes, now it was time for one, and we turned it over to him, our in house pro, to do the honors.
  We all really enjoyed working on this one. It is an example of Eclectic Collective taking one of Carls songs and having our way with it. Always a team effort getting it over the line, but we always manage to do it. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by The Beautiful Dark:

Division Two Champs, '75
Small consolation for '74 cries
Fan wow land psyched
True Red Devil in this life

We fell to Leeds
Last Division 1
We had the Irish
Man, I followed them
McGrath didn't train
A different breed
Golden era
Boozed up greats as seed

Then, we mostly won
But still, these moments to memories shone
Keane's end at Juventus
His team's power won
Beast perseverance
2-3 semi so they march on

Teddy & Ole
Broken Bayern lines
Videos with no YouTube
In sport mad mind

Great from great, Cantona
Flying curve ball martial artist
Old Leeds leech
A la French finest

Man Utd before Glazier fud
Old Trafford dreams
Red Devil blood
A fan forever no matter loss
Good grinding Fergie
Our hairdryer boss

True Red Devil
Hughesy's volleys
Arsenal disheveled
Good Giggsy speed
End to end
Back of the net
Great teen we get
Front of our dreams

True Red Devil
Scars from Aguero
And Barce's better
New cycles please
We've been Malcolmed
Bought like shop
These greedy Glaziers fucking up
Our theatre of dreams

If only for Fergie time
We'd be doing just fine


True Red Devil (The Eclectic Collective)

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: @farout-music-studio

Find David's sublime guitar work here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
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You know, don't you?  Oh, yes you do.  
You know you're being monitored, observed, assessed by something that knows you intimately.  
Knows you better than you’d like to think.  
Your secondary semi-subconscious once-removed.  
That's why you talk to yourself - or pretend to.  
Admit it - you're not really you, at all, are you?  
In fact, you're not real, are you?  You are watching “you”.  
You are nothing but your alter ego's doppelganger temporarily encased in a piece of warm, wet meat.  
A transient instantiation of a mirrored reflection of some lump of sentience from precisely one, of an infinite number of parallel universes.  

It’s called “conscience”.  

Handle with care.  

You were gifted it for a reason.
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"…..Neatly packaged, all my doubts, the rationales and bellyaches,
Wracked without, passion in thrall to humanity's handicap diamond stakes…."
_________________________________________________________________________________

Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss, 
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past, 
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there, 
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare, 
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
   .......some worthwhile inner self.
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Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

Ghost of a Sense ... with Seagull and David Dunham

Welcome! I play many guitars, but my favorite is a blond 1973 Telecaster.

I have had the privilege to collaborate with some fine musicians here on soundcloud; I sincerely thank them all. 


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Wow, hadn't realised what a journey SoundCloud would take me on.  After many years of passive listening to music I've dieted on a variety of tastes. My appetite for new sounds is undiminished and SC provides plenty of food. I am not a musician and have only recently started to listen positively to the sounds. My early years began listening to music from ABC, The Beatles, The Carpenters Dire Straits Eagles Fleetwood Mac Genesis Elton John Led Zeppelin Gilbert O'Sullivan Rod Stewart Supertramp Tangerine Dream Vangelis The Who and many more.
If you can't spot a trend in my current likes it may be because it is diverse. I love listening to all my playlists which contain tracks that I like and if you like any of the music you must thank the artists not me.

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