Such an interesting new sound from you, Jim.  Absolutely gorgeous work, my friend.  Love the Cajon - it works so beautifully on this....

Cool, descending lines Jim...such a tranquil tuning so well executed:)

Very welcome exploration and expriment, Jim. Sounds and feels great.

04102020

For those who follow me and while waiting to recover from my hearing problem, I searched in the box of the Métapop period...special thanks to Ashesndreams for her acapella.

LA HORA EXACTA  feat Ashesndreams

Cast of Characters:
Cgmaness – @hiddenhands-760647700 – Chris – acoustic guitar, synth, and composition
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- vocals, lyrics, mix, and production
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – four string fretless Warwick bass
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – piano, B3 synth voice, synth sax, and JJ's angels (voice synth)
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– master and production

This song started as a project that was begun on his guitar and synth, then shelved by our master songwriter, Chris. He always gives us magic to work with, and as soon as he shared this one with the rest of Eclectic Collective, we all jumped on it.
  Mark heard his part first, and set about writing some great lyrics to sing with his solid, inimitable voice. His lyrics are about a hypothetical future where we've turned to technology in search of human connection, only to realize that it has only isolated us more, and that we really already had that connection to begin with. The narration is from a future perspective, like all this has already happened, and its speaking to us from the future, almost like a warning. 
  The rhythm section was still absent, though, but not for long. Ken added his groovy, perfectly in the vibe drums to it next. Josh, of course followed soon after, now that he had drums to work with, by adding his fretless four string bass to the song. Now that it was sounding like a well rounded piece, Tez came through with some thrilling guitar solos that you hear throughout. JJ first added some piano, B3, and sax to the song, then later completed it with his psychedelic synth and divine voice synth that provides the "choir" you hear in there.
  Now that it was all in the bag, Mark spent considerable time and effort mixing it, then turned it over to our resident pro Stephen for the mastering.
  This is one of our favorite songs we've ever done, and it reminds us all of both Pink Floyd and King Crimson. This is a great example of what the team is able to do with a really solid, yet open musical seed, provided by a master composer. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed making it.
Original lyrics by Mistermark:
The wind by the seashore, the wash of the waves
the sand on your skin and the glance that you gave
the sounds of the carnival we left it all behind 
there were words left unsaid at the back of your mind
how could I have been so blind?
 
It was so long ago now it’s just you and me 
it seems I've forgotten the way you like your tea
the house becomes quiet as the guests head for home 
the garden’s been gathered and the kids are all grown 
on their own

“The robots will help” they said “it’s better this way”
“there’s no need to work and there’s more time to play” 
our leaders assured us we’d never go poor
and nobody questions the truth anymore 
but what did we do it all for?
 
Our science sustains us like fine works of art
but are we closer together or farther apart?
we’re each on an island alone on the sea
the ocean between us expands rapidly
is this where we wanted to be?
 
It was so long ago now it’s just you and me 
it seems we’ve forgotten the way it used to be
machines tried to help us but something went wrong
the future we wanted was here all along
 
The wind by the seashore, the wash of the waves
the sand on your skin and the glance that you gave
the sounds of the carnival we left it all behind 
there were words left unsaid…

Faded Fortunes-Eclectic Collective

Play it. ( 1997 ) Eddy Mango ( Eddy )

spinaround

Lullaby

next time I send a carrier pigeon

It looks like I'm back... maybe.😅 ... I'm more or less still on hiatus, recovering my health and sanity, so it's a gradual process. .... 

Earth On Fire (First Movement)

The Day That
I Found You

The day that I found you, you changed my life. It's true!

I was not expecting love
the day that I found you.

You filled my heart just like a glove
the day that I found you.

You grabbed a hold of all that's me
the day that I found you.

I felt your spirit wild and free
the day that I found you.

Magic came
in thunderous waves.
You took my breath away.

From highest peaks
to deepest caves.
Could only feel my way.

You became this crazy dream
is all that I can say.

And so began my Vision Quest
the day that I found you.

Because I finally found the best
the day that I found you.

It's clear I lost complete control.
The day that I found you.

My heart and soul you quickly stole.
The day that I found you.

A face that stopped me
in my tracks.
You scrambled up my brain.

Your essence seeped
right through my cracks
I gladly went insane.

This type of girl so very rare
you only once attain.

You have this way babe. Can't you see?
That speaks so clear to only me.
Pay any toll. You calm my soul.
Was broken now I am whole.

Your smile is really such a sight.
From far and near I see your light
Love pours form every part of you.
The day we met my heart just grew.

Say you'll share your life with me.
When you're not here, I can not see.
You light the path in front of me
and now I see eternity.

Everybody sing my song.
Forgive me if I play to long.
You now can see I love this girl.
She's all I need. She is my world.

You have healed me from within.
You're the master of this game.
You found your way under my skin.
My heart you now can claim.

You have changed my very life.
I'll never be the same.

The Day That I Found You

This started with a very beautiful piano piece by Tom, then advanced by Jussi’s great electric guitar lead. I added an imagined lyric about someone not being able to commit to a relationship and the song was completed by Boon’s excellent acoustic guitar work. Thanks to all for their wonderful contributions. Thanks everyone for giving this a listen. Much appreciated by us all. 

Desamor by Tom Régnier, Jussi Welin, Boon Suzuki and Mark J Bennett

There’s an absence in my life, 
Perhaps of my own device. 
An awkward independence, 
Rendered me unable to share,
 My life with any other. 
Desamor, Desamor

There’s an absence in my life,
 Desamor, Desamor 
An awkward independence,
 Left me unable to share.
 Desamor, Desamor
 Keeping a distance from love and affection, 
Forbidding myself that joy.

There’s an absence in my life,
 Desamor, Desamor

Keeping a distance from love and affection, 
 Forbidding myself that joy.
 Desamor, Desamor

Desamor - Tom Régnier, Jussi Welin, Boon Suzuki & Mark J Bennett

words, sounds and composition: jeff gardiner and jo richter(@sonic-textures)

Jeff and I both feel the grieve of letting go. In times like these, though, it might be wiser to move unpredictably. Our special thanks go to the memory of Carlos Castaneda, whose novels and gesta and concepts of reality had had quite an impression on our respective minds when they were a lot younger and infinitely more malleable. It's been a blast!
(a note from stonerjazz) 
The photograph of the lovely bench taken by Jo reminds me of the conversations between Carlos Casteneda and Juan Matus while sitting on benches in city parks  about Magic and human beings and the sheer wonder of this existence--the empty bench signifies  their absence in a most poignant way and the final installment in this definitive journey-- and yes indeed it has been a Blast!:)
please find the complete scalar field collection in it's proper order at soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/scalar-fields and coming NOW to Bandcamp as an album too 😊

part I: journey's end
on the brink of sanity
patterns to puzzle a lot from
radiance translates as "shree"
illuminates the rhizome

as alchemists nurse sympathy
stellar drone and terran hum
dot the i and cross the t
I am many, we are one

and when the falcon's freefall flight
devours Osiris' agony
you sit, you breathe, you call it a night for feathers defy gravity
you have no name, you have no weight uncirculate demummified

Part II: journal's end
Even though, small and uninformed
he seemed to know and though he tried
to get a fix on how and why and when and where
Explanations, few and far between
appearing only in a dream
forgotten in the waking
while brains are baking
and crud is caking on the carcass
while it's slipping in it"s standing
exponentially expanding disappointments
take their toll,
even though, wouldn't trade
this moment for a nickel or
for anything at all
graduated, grateful, gratified beyond belief
time's the culprit
time's the thief

scalar fields pt13 Journal's end with Jo Richter

Picture of Lorax nailed on oak tree near construction site.  Has nothing to do with song.

Gotta Hold Onto Me

I love Miranda's slow songs the best. This one speaks to me of hope! I know we are all going through the scary times right now and I know none of us want to make light to it, but I love the message here of "I Still see the light" God knows we all want that, to stay hopeful and Maybe the Dear Old Sun will bring with it a lot of healing, and good health for all of us on this crazy but beautiful planet! I love yall and wish us all the very best! ( Pic taken in Beaufort SC )

Dear Old Sun- -I Still See the Light! (Miranda Cover)

VERS CHEZ LES MUTANTS 
À mesure que tout
Se rejoint
Tout se rassemble
En un hic singulier

La nature suit son plan
Iniiale comme perfection
Le flot de connexions
Entre nous
Va coaguler
D'un cran

Déchirer au moins
Quelques vêtements
Noyer le dernier
Chien savant

Au fur et à mesure
Que l'on se rejoint
Des murs vont tomber
Les villes brûler

Un déchirement par en dedans
À présent tu le ressens
Tous les compteurs
Hurlent zéro
Sur ta photographie
Moins une dent

Vers...
Chez les
Mutants
Vers...
Chez les
Mutants
Mutants

Regarde autour de toi
Ce tsunami 
Ne se fera pas
Que des amis

- et vice-versa... (extrait de l'original 2012; in ALT-EGOLUTION)
"L'inspiration est un peu comme un virus, elle tombe du ciel et met un moment à s'agripper aux autres!" - Dan

VERS CHEZ LES MUTANTS

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Be safe and well.

Metta

The essence of self-isolation

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