Hey guys, this is a fantastically catchy, well sung, and well performed song. Excellent work all around here!

I haven't heard a bad or average track yet , everything you do is unique and outstanding , so well done with this one !

Ive missed a few these new ones are all great . Unique Harmony too . The drums anchoring the push of the guitars and the vocal is in the pocket . good stuff

vocals are on point. great rythm and melody

Really like the way the music flows and great vocals Stan!

Lovely broad-brush country ambiance, big and sweet instrumental support and refined vocal harmonies.  Great listen!

You write such brilliant songs, Stan and you can play 'em too - fine example here

Missing Sommerdreams

Long Story (Remix 2025)

Hey… thanks for dropping by. Years ago, I mentioned to a 30 something co-worker: At this point, I’ve already lived 2 of your lives so far. I was old then, older now, and at times I reflect back on ‘where I came from’ in the essence of my younger days. I have gone through some profound changes since then realizing the necessity of doing so. A childhood friend recently visited me. He went back to my old stomping grounds and told everyone: Mark’s really mellowed out. It was true. I suspect a lot of us have had these ‘crossroads’ moments. Granted, I am still rather rough around the edges. Hahaha. The ghosts (bad memories) of my past are often reminders, letting me know how it was back then. In a timeless sense, I don’t want to go back to that old life. This song is a louder, grumpier companion to: This Crow, Don’t Ya Know. It reveals the struggle to get to that place where… all of a sudden I found myself ‘under the trees’ with the crows. Hope you like it…. Mark

Ghosts & Bad Memories

Voici un nouveau Titre "Mystique"
Une analyse qui se fait quelques fois sur le chemin ou parfois reviennent ces questions que l'on se posent, j'ai imaginé un père qui parlerait à son enfant, un peu comme si le divin nous parlait pour nous guider sur une route dont nous avons nous-mêmes nos propres clés pour y accéder. je vous souhaite une très bonne écoute.

voici 2 Livres qui m'ont touchés que je veux vous transmettre :

Les enfants du verseau de Marilyn Ferguson
Evolution consciente de Barbara Marx Hubbard 

Paroles :

Là-haut sur mon étoile
J’ai traversé la voie lactée
Je t’envoie des pétales
Afin qu’ils viennent te caresser


N’ais pas peur que s’achève
Ton intuition parfois si chétive
C’est au fond de tes rêves
Que les pensées sont positives


Prépare bien ta route
Pour trouver ce jardin magique
Libre, sans le moindre doute
Une potion féérique et mystique


Ne regarde plus en arrière
Oublie les troubles du passé
Cette route est éphémère
Demain tu sais, tout peut changer 





Je sais très bien qu’au fond de toi
Subsiste un bonheur caché
Tu dois retrouver la joie
Afin de nouveau t’exprimer


Assumer tes idées
Même quand les autres n’y crois pas
Lâcher prise, te libérer
De ce qui ne fait plus le poids


Tu es plus forte que ce que tu crois
Après le désert, une oasis
Te ressourcera, te rafraichira
En refermant les cicatrices


Il y aura des épreuves
De toutes tu vas te relever
Je ressens très bien ta peine
Alors n’oublie jamais que je t’aime

little bird asks his brother the golden eagle
to show him the path of light to escape the violence of the tear’s valleys
because he wants to become a medicine man
to heal the world

Sors un peu de ta bulle
Tu peux maintenant ouvrir tes ailes
Ne sois plus incrédule
Donne-moi juste un peu de tes nouvelles


De loin, tu sais que je t’observe
Sache que tu as le libre arbitre
Appelle-moi si tu veux que je te serve
Je t’attendrai derrière la vitre


Je te souhaite tellement de bonheur
De découverte de toute sorte
Ouvre la porte petite fleur
Sors de ta zone de confort


Tu dois te rappeler
En suivant toujours tout tes délires
Car il ne faut rien regretter
Il est maintenant temps de partir

Mystique

Instrumental versions open to singers/Versions instrumentales pour collab chant.
Original version : https://soundcloud.com/luceole/avenir


Avenir.

Comme un pauvre  Vagabond 
errant sur les chemins de sa  vie chiffon 
Comme un poète maudit 
Écrit sur le sable mouillé 

Refrain 
Ta  voie  est là, juste un premier pas  suffit pour partir 
laiss’ pas   la peur  te voler ton désir ton avenir

Copie le saltimbanque
qui jongle habile avec ses envies - envie 
La statue immobile
qui voudrait s’envoler  s’en aller


Comme une poussée de sève 
Réveille  ta vie , refleurit le Monde  tu rêve 
C'est dans cette  lumière qu’il te faudra tracer   ta route

Imagine le monde
C'est temps pour toi d’entrer dans la rond(e) tu vois 
C’est ça  C’est ce premier pas 
qui t’a fait saisir ta vie c’est  ça

!--- Translate

Future.

Like a poor Wanderer 
wandering the paths of his rag life 
Like a cursed poet 
Written on wet sand 

Refrain 
Your path is there, just a first step is enough to leave 
Don’t let fear steal your desire, your future

Copy the acrobat
who skillfully juggles with his desires - desire 
The motionless statue
who would like to fly away


Like a rush of sap 
Wake up your life, the world you dream of blooms again 
It is in this light that you will have to trace your path

Imagine the world
It's time for you to enter the circle you see 
This is it, this is the first step 
who made you grab hold of your life, that’s it

Avenir (Instrumental version)

DEMO written, performed, & produced in Logic by Kate E. Stanton 2/23/25 for FAWM
I recently attended a composer's workshop with the instruction of creating a song based off of specific pitches tied to letters in a name. I chose M-O-L-L-Y (Gb, G#, D#, D#, C#) for my inspiration and created this for my daughter. 

Gold
You came in the dark, where light was so far,
Lost in my loneliness, you are a star.
A dream I’d hoped to see, & hold so tight,
Innocence bold, like purest light.

Heart of gold
My shining stone 
A ray of hope in all I've ever known,
In your eyes, 
I want to be
The very best 
version of me.

No money buys what I have found,
This treasure of gold, she's always around
floating freely in my mind 
freely in my heart like
an inner child 

That’s why I love you.
I love you,
heart of gold.
I want to be the best version of me.

Gold

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/i4KdemSkMDQ

P'tit Paul.  (Translated after the French text )
Texte : Sarada
Chant : Liora
Musique : Alain Illos

Il est pas fou, P'tit Paul,
Y fait l' guignol !
Quand on dit qu'il est fou,
Ca me rend folle.
L'est pas timbré, y fait exprès.
C'est pour me faire rigoler.
Il n'est allumé pour de vrai
Que quand je ris à ses côtés.
Comm' rien ne peut plus l'arrêter,
Faut qu'ils lui pass'nt la camisole.
Il continue s'il m' voit pleurer
Parce que ça me désole. P'tit Paul.
Il est pas fou, P'tit Paul,
Y fait l' guignol !
Quand on dit qu'il est fou,
Ca me rend folle.
Il se rebelle, il est farouche,
Il n'aime pas quand on le touche.
Moi seule, j'ai le droit du sol,
J’appuie  ma têt' sur son épaule
Alors, il sourit, ses yeux louchent
en les relevant vers le ciel.
J’ lui pose un bécot sur sa bouche
Et il se fait tout miel. P'tit Paul.
Il est pas fou, P'tit Paul,
Y fait l' guignol !
Mêm' qu'on dit qu'il est fou,
Je l'aime comme une folle.

P'tit Paul

He's not crazy, P'tit Paul,
He's a clown!
When they say he's crazy,
It drives me crazy.
He's not crazy, he does it on purpose.
It's just to make me laugh.
He's only turned on for real
When I'm laughing with him.
Like nothing can stop him,
They've got to put him in a straitjacket.
He goes on if he sees me crying
Because I'm sorry. Little Paul.
He's not crazy, P'tit Paul,
He's a clown!
When they say he's crazy,
It drives me crazy.
He rebels, he's fierce,
He doesn't like to be touched.
I'm the only one with a right to land,
I rest my head on his shoulder
So he smiles, his eyes squint
as he raises them to the sky.
I put a kiss on his mouth
And he's all honey. P'tit Paul.
He's not crazy, P'tit Paul,
He's a clown!
Even though they say he's crazy,
I love him like crazy.

P'tit Paul avec Liora

You say your world is upside down
You say your life is spinning round
Don't know where you are
You could be near or far

You say say the walls feel like prison bars
You might as well be living on mars
Don't know where you are
It could be near or far

Somedays you just want to sit and cry,  there ain't no reason
Other times you think that you can fly,  so high

You ask me if it's day or night
But the answers is never right
Don't know where you are
You could be near or far

I hear you coming like a leper's bell
Is it me or is it you in hell
Don't know where you are
Could be near or far

Somedays you just want to sit and cry,  there ain't no reason
Other times you think that you can fly,  so high

Instrumental

Somedays you just want to sit and cry,  there ain't no reason
Other times you think that you can fly,  so high

Outro

Don't Know Where You Are

Movements of a simple mind

You call me up
Let's do a movie
You know it's gonna be fun
Now should I go or just say no
"cos I can't stand the pain

Stuck between a friend and a lover
Find myself here again
Stuck between a friend and a lover
Again and again

You knock my door
Say come on out
Why don't we both go to the beach
Lay in the sun
It'll be such fun
But you're still out of reach

Stuck between a friend and a lover
Find myself here again
Stuck between a friend and a lover
Again and again

Instrumental

Stuck between a friend and a lover
Find myself here again
Stuck between a friend and a lover
Again and again

Outro

Stuck Between a Friend and a Lover

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick four string fretless bass, Sigma acoustic guitar, PRS SE semi hollow body guitar, composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums and percussoin
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ 
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – VST horns - trumpet, bone, & sax, latin drum ensemble, and editing production 
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Production, mix, and mastering


This song began in the dead of winter on a cold night with Josh sitting in his studio with his acoustic guitar playing along to a looper beat. He loves bossa nova music and wanted to write a song in that style. Of course, he wrote it with the Eclectic Collecive in mind. 
  Josh also came up with the bass line to the looper, but changed it once Ken weighed in with his perfectly suited drum kit. He also added the funky main percussion you hear throughout. Then JJ got involved and laid down that wonderfully melodic organ part you hear in there. Josh, having not laid down a lead guitar part yet, used JJ melodic idea for the first verse, too, because it's so strong. Mark was last to the trough, but added several really stunning parts that added a lot of depth to the whole thing. He's responsible for the horn arrangement that accompanies JJ's organ solo, as well as the horn arrangement and entire break section at the end, which he not only drumed on, but edited and inserted seamlessly, as well. He also added percussion to Ken's percussion throughout the entire song, as well. He still gets paid the same as the rest of us, though 
  This is an example of us Josh introducing an unfamiliar type of music, and it being picked up on and carried through expertly as a group unit. We all love a challenge in the EC, and this fit the bill. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Meet The New Bossa…-Eclectic Collective

Thank you so much for listening to my music, if I don’t reply immediately I do apologise. Life has a way of getting in the way of things I’d rather be doing but I do appreciate your listening and support.

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