Kind of reminds me of Yes in places.
Very catchy radio friendly chorus 🔥🎧🔥

Hey Stephen man, love your guitaring in here. You always know how to get the exact right part in rock songs, brother man. Mark and Tez really delivered some great writing here, too, didn't they. Hey bro, love playing with you, and am very grateful to have you on the team.

Five Stars! .. actually, maybe Six!! Ha!! 🤩.. great guitar, Stephen! 80’s reimagined!! Mark and Tez! Just a Wowzers! Yes!! ( not the band, ha.. though their 89’s reset had this type of cool sounds! Yes!ha!🤩)!!!🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼🙏🙏🙏

FUN-tastic team effort! Great guitar work, brother! Love this song! Really creative and enjoyable one!! Big WOW to you and the whole team! 🌟

Excellent title , the intro is top . The melody is catchy, this song “coule de source” as we say in French. In other words, it seems obvious when you listen to it, and speaks to everyone. 💎

Dub From Hafan

Third track from "Cathedral of Ecstatic Sounds", a set of collab with Damga.

Cathedral of Ecstatic Sounds III - Dark Poetry of the Stars

WARNING: This is one of my Avant-Garde theatrical pieces and NOT a love song! It's an instrumental about the dangers of war and the horror of a Nuclear bomb being dropped somewhere! Perfect timing for today, right? It's not a pleasant theme or thought but I'm really worried about the mindset that this world is in at the moment, even the doomsday clock is the closest it has been to midnight ever! Whichever country is stupid enough to drop a nuke, will be the country that dooms us all! The planet may survive but humanity and the animal kingdom will certainly perish with the nuclear fallout. I'm a veteran and I don't want us to end in such a selfish, cowardly, idiotic manner such as this!! 

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/V76mqew2Ji8

The video is a remake and a remix and it deals with the reality we all must face now due to some very stupid people in charge here and around the world! This a WARNING to everybody, if you love your family, friends, children, neighbors, anyone! Please, let's remove anybody in power that thinks this is a good idea! There are many such non-thinking individuals in power around the world right now, that simply couldn't care less about you and your loved ones! Please watch the video, it goes with this soundtrack! A NUCLEAR WAR WILL NOT HAVE A WINNER! We will all be losers!! Please share this song/video with all your friends and family. A warning to the wise from a musical vet. Take care and beware and may God bless us all before it's too late.🙏✌🏼

"OBLIVION" (Video - https://youtu.be/V76mqew2Ji8)

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Old, short song. Quick project. 2 tracks of guitar. 2 takes of vox spliced together. Originally from 2021. Recorded 7/7 and 7/8 2025.
Lyrics:
rethclomma retriantride, resslommaway,
noth gromma reshryantried, resslommaway, (resslecenta)
ressclonnet, retriantride, ES ruthclonnoway,
roasclonnet, breslyannitride,
reyclonnetran,
(glapulosis, nebucantis,)
ricelonnet, reycleeantri,
wesclonticlate
slemmetnize lotana

Noth Lotana

Existential  Pop...written 2020 during Covid Lockdowns

"I only want to be"...the wish of everyone and everything .....in this absurd universe  life is still precious... sometimes it helps to forget the questions and answers and just enjoy the ride while it lasts...

(intro sound clip is the lovely Geena Davis from David Cronenberg's The Fly)

The Chosen One 

That luncheon lady she's so Ubermensch preachy   
Always quoting Herr Friedrich Nietzsche   
Thus spake this and thus spake that 
 I'm kind of fearful of her nihilistic moan                                                                        
I'm a soon to be victim of her deinfestation
A subject not wanted in a hundred nations
Passport check, I'm a fly, a dust speck
I was born into this hostile home

I just want to roam                                                    
I only want to be                                                        
Escape this shell, the world is wide                     
All these ruminations ruining me                            
I just want to sail                                                       
Through the sand and sun                                       
Asking too many questions                                     
I don't know the answers                                          
I thought I was the chosen one                                 
The chosen one                                                           

That lady's talking to walls, she got an outsider view
She's been writing, she been reading some Celine and Camus
Debating this, disregarding that
In our unholy, existential zone

I'm an insect man buzzed on hope and glory
Fablizing, fairytaling all of these stories 
With Kafka creep and doublespeak 
It's untranslatable, my twisted tone

I just want to roam
I only want to be
Escape that swatter splat
My world is flat
Got a wordy woman chasing me
I just want to bail
Out  the window and run
Asking too many questions 
I don't know the answers
I thought I was the chosen one
The chosen one

She said Don't try                         
This is a NO FLY zone                
God is dead                                
Your life is mine, time to recall the loan 
She said Don't fly                         
This is a NO TRY zone               
God is Dead, like Nietzsche said, time to disconnect yer phone 









The Chosen One

Night on Earth (Rehearsal)


Cast of characters:

Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Telecaster electric guitar, mix, production, and composition

Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – synthesizer, vocals, and lyrics

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four string bass

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson cutom T electric guitar, sometimes with an ebow

J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and synth

This song began as an idea Tez came up with on his guitar while on holiday not far from his home in Wales. It had such a solid form, it inspired Mark to write lyrics and come up with vocal melodies within a few days of hearing it for the first time. The two of them have written several songs like this, making them a solid songwriting source for Eclectic Collective. 

  Once the song had a even more solid form, Ken took added his dynamic, bouncy-groove drums to it. As soon as Ken had the drums down, Josh took his turn, adding the fretless bass and solidifying the groove. Now that the basic framework was done, Stephen added his thrilling electric guitar. Last, but certainly not least, JJ added his dancing organ and the really cool, psych synth lead part in the bridge towards the end. Mark also added some awesome backing synth to it, as well, filling out the sound. At the very end of the process, Tez also dropped in the hot intro and outro solos, as well.

  Once we had it all in the can, it was time to turn it over to Tez for his expert production and mix. He came up with the idea of adding reverb to the drums, as well as some other compression tricks, which he employed with subtle style. 

   This, as mentioned, is a great example of what Eclectic Collective can do in house with the composition and songwriting skills of Tez and Mark. The rest of us really had fun working on this one, too, of course. We hope you enjoy listenig to this as much as we enjoyed making it.


Original lyrics by mistermark:

There’s something I’m seeking that I’ve never found
but the seed that you planted went deep in the ground 
there’s a journey that I’m on and the path is uncertain 
the magic fades when you pull back the curtain 

Wherever you go I will follow
there’s always another tomorrow 

There will never come a time when I do you harm
cause my soul is steady when I’m in your arms
and never have I heard music like your Voice 
when you call me to you I have no choice

Wherever you go I will follow
there’s always another tomorrow 

Like a puzzle on the table all the pieces fit
like I’m standing in the dark and a match is lit 
and what it all means man I just don’t know
but it’s a powerful feeling and it’s starting to grow

Wherever you go I will follow
there’s always another tomorrow 


Wherever U Go - Eclectic Collective

'you can('t) change' with Scratch Kelly 

Scratch: beat, synths, backing vocals, production, art
Scotty: guitars, lyrics, vocals 

I can't even blame you, girl,
after I've learned about your world.
Fucked up, but, still, that is that.
I have given all of me,
and sometimes I did believe
that we'd create a habitat. 

But then tonight happened again,
and I've lost my love, and best friend. 

It didn't need to escalate,
then you wanted to stay out 'late',
drink some more, and party hard.
Then when it was time to leave,
you spoke shit I'd rather disbelieve, 
and now I have to leave. It's hard.

Because when you're straight, you are great.
But, I keep making the same mistake
of forgiving you. Now, it's too late.
My heart is torn, but, so is fate. 

You can('t) change.

you can('t) change (with Scratch Kelly)

an old piano improv.
the last ten seconds were previously used in this song here https://soundcloud.com/lil-spaceman/slezterp
all music by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman)

coda

You can't fake
Your life
You can't fake
Your dreams
You can't fake
Your time
You can't fake
So it seems

The real
Will come
The real
Is here
Please
Be patient
You'll soon
Be near

To who
You are
Who
To be
You are
The one
You are the dream

You are the dream
You are the dream
You are the dream
You are the dream

Know you care
Know you love
Know you give
Share the love

Feel the blood
Let it flow
Keep strong
Let it all go

To who
You are
Who to be
You are
The one
You are the dream

You are the dream

You are the dream

You are the dream

You are the dream

Know you care
Know you love
Know you give
Share the love

Feel the blood
Let it flow
Keep strong
Let it all go

You are the dream
You are the dream
You are the dream

Wherever U Go - Eclectic Collective

TexMex Shaman

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