Cast of Characters:
John_Anthony-- @john-anthony-871225464 --guitar, mandolin
The Mysterious Decibel-- @themysteriousdecibel – vocals
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and high harmony on the end vocals
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– banjo, production, and mix
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-four string fretless bass, melody and harmony on the end vocals
This song began with John, who is a verifiable expert in all things Jimmy Page, asking Josh and the Eclectic Collective if they'd like to cover another Led Zeppelin song to follow Hey Hey What Can I Do? Of course, the Eclectic collective is always down to sink their teeth into some of the best rock and roll ever made. John found us recordings of the original Zep version that were separated into their individual tracks, so as we were adding, we could hear what our part would've sounded like playing with the original band. What a thrill!
  Ken was first to complete his part, and did a great job of capturing the frenetic energy of Bonzo. John was up soon after, amazing us with a note for note interpretation of Page on both the guitar and mandolin. Josh came next, after nearly deciding that JPS's part was too difficult. It wasn't. Then, when the bulk of the music was recorded, MD came through and stunned us with a brilliant interpretation of Plant's vocals. To bring it to a boil, Stephen then laid down his magical banjo in there, too. Lasty, Ken and Josh polished it off with some background vocals at the end. 
  Of course, every great song needs a great producer, who in this case was Stephen. He managed to even it out and get it to sound not only like the album, but very dynamic, as well. 
  This is the EC's second collaboration with John, and we're all stricken by how proficient he is at playing Page's material. If you dig what we did here, you can check out the video, too, right here, of us playing. It's on John's YouTube page, which also contains scores of other favorites from Zep, Floyd, and others. If you are interested in seeing how your favorite Zep tunes were played, it's definitely worth a stroll through and watch.  Here's the link to his page. Also, you can find us doing Hey Hey What Can I Say? on there, too.  https://youtube.com/@johnanthony5720?si=7YqvUXLKkuXT4qjy
  We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed making it.

Gallows Pole (The Eclectic Collective with John Anthony)

Parasite Supreme

Je suis tellement heureux de vous présenter ma DEUXIÈME COLLABORATION avec mon amie Kaelle ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️💥💥💥💥

LUMIÈRE PARFAITE Feat. KAELLE Electro

Lazy Moy

Merry Christmas to all and to all a fun night

Christmas

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocal: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

All the crap you put me through
The hurtful things you said and done
Now you beg me to forgive and forget
And not to turn my back on you..

Chorus:
Forgiveness is not a free pass
Forgiveness is not forgetting
Forgiveness is letting go
So baby, I forgive you right now!

I could plan to take revenge
But I am not that kind of woman
Instead I take my hat, get ready to go
Cause baby, I forgive you right now..

Chorus

Chorus

I will not let hate take control
Because its simply not worth it
Instead I take my hat, ready to go
Oh baby, I forgive you right now..

Chorus:
Forgiveness is not a free pass
Forgiveness is not forgetting
Forgiveness is letting go
So baby, I forgive you right now!

I Forgive You

Aluminium Fetish

Violets 140 BPM

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[Verse 1]
Well, I roll into town on a dusty trail,
Boots scuffed up, and my heart’s gone stale.
Got a six-string strapped to my back,
Living for the moment, ain’t looking back.
There’s a bark in the air, a tiny quake,
And that’s why Chihuahuas shake.

[Chorus]
I’m a cowboy, wild and free,
Riding this world like it’s meant to be.
When the thunder rolls, and the ground breaks,
You’ll see the reason Chihuahuas shake.
Yeah, they feel my fire, they know my name,
I’m a cowboy, running untamed.

[Verse 2]
In a honky-tonk bar under neon light,
A Chihuahua stares with a little fright.
I tip my hat, take a shot of Jack,
That tiny dog knows I ain’t holding back.
There’s a tremble in the air, make no mistake,
And that’s why Chihuahuas shake.

[Chorus]
I’m a cowboy, wild and free,
Riding this world like it’s meant to be.
When the thunder rolls, and the ground breaks,
You’ll see the reason Chihuahuas shake.
Yeah, they feel my fire, they know my name,
I’m a cowboy, running untamed.

[Bridge]
It’s not the cold, it’s not the fear,
It’s the spirit of the West that’s drawing near.
When I walk by, you can feel the quake,
That’s why Chihuahuas shake.

[Chorus]
I’m a cowboy, wild and free,
Riding this world like it’s meant to be.
When the thunder rolls, and the ground breaks,
You’ll see the reason Chihuahuas shake.
Yeah, they feel my fire, they know my name,
I’m a cowboy, running untamed.

[Outro]
So if you see a tiny dog tremble and quake,
Just know it’s the legend this cowboy makes.
With every step, I leave my stake,
And that’s why Chihuahuas shake.

That's Why Chihuahuas Shake

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(Verse 1)
She’s been sittin’ on my couch since the Fourth of July,
Swearin’ up and down it’s just a temporary ride.
But every damn day, she’s takin’ up space,
Puttin’ her feet on my coffee table like it’s her place.
She’s got somethin’ to say 'bout how I live my life,
From the beer in my fridge to my hard-workin’ wife.
(Chorus)
I got a tank full of gas and a half-baked plan,
Stuff her bags in the bed of my old Dodge Ram.
The open road’s callin’, and I’m hittin’ the track,
Hell, I’ll even pay for the train to take her ass back.
Life’s too short for livin’ this way,
She’s gotta go, there ain’t no damn delay.
Yeah, I got a tank full of gas to get your mama out the house.
(Verse 2)
Every morning it’s the same old shit,
She’s barkin’ orders like she’s runnin’ this ship.
Leaves the sink full of dishes, the remote in her hand,
While I’m bustin’ my ass just to keep up the land.
I’ve been bitin’ my tongue, but I’m about to break,
She’s gotta pack her stuff, for everybody’s sake.
(Pre-Chorus)
I’ll throw her a map and wish her the best,
It’s time for this bird to leave the damn nest.
(Chorus)
I got a tank full of gas and a full head of steam,
This house ain’t big enough for her and my dreams.
I’ll drop her off in town, wave her goodbye,
And pray to the Lord she don’t come back by.
Life’s too short for livin’ this mess,
Mama needs her own damn address.
Yeah, I got a tank full of gas to get your mama out the house.
(Bridge)
It ain’t about hate, but I need my space,
She’s been wearin’ out her welcome, leavin’ her trace.
I’ll pack her bags, I’ll hold the door,
But I ain’t puttin’ up with this shit no more.
(Chorus)
I got a tank full of gas and my patience is gone,
She’s ridin’ shotgun ‘til the break of dawn.
Got a playlist loaded, playin’ "Take It Easy,"
Mama needs a new home, and I’ll make it breezy.
Life’s too short for livin’ like this,
She’s gotta go, I ain’t gonna miss.
Yeah, I got a tank full of gas to get your mama out the house.
(Outro)
So here’s to freedom and gettin’ things right,
She’ll thank me someday when she’s outta my sight.
I got a tank full of gas, yeah, I’m burnin’ it now,
Tonight’s the night I get your mama out the house.


Tank Full of Gas to Get Your Mama Out of the House

A descent into desire that, despite its initial allure, ultimately leads to a painful reckoning with self-loss. Resolving in heartbreak, bitter regret, and a deep sense of abandonment, not just by "her," but by a former, trustworthy version of himself, leaving him alone and afraid. It is a powerful narrative of love, obsession, sacrifice, and the bitter taste of an unreciprocated, transformative journey

Spring Leaves

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Rock n roll has been a fun ride but for now county is calling the soul once again. You can easily navigate genres in the Playlist section.

Strumming their way through heartbreak, hilarity, and highway hijinks, The Artificial Home Wreckers are a country rock band like no other. Born from a chance encounter at a roadside diner with a broken jukebox, these renegades of rhythm specialize in songs that sound like a wild Friday night and feel like a hungover Saturday morning.

Their music is a cocktail of twangy guitars, foot-stomping beats, and lyrics that toe the line between tragic and downright ridiculous. From ballads about exes who "borrowed" their truck (and forgot to return it) to anthems about that one unforgettable karaoke night gone horribly wrong, they’ve got a tune for every lovable misfit out there.

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Tank Full of Gas to Get Your Mama Out of the House

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