Now I love the the freedom and endless possibilties tha my computer and my DAW afford me, but the yield will never sound this warm. Or maybe that warmth is just in your touch, your voice, your heart. I love this.

Wonderful song of adventure Jim... and you have encouraged me to continue on with percussion, as I bang a beat that sometimes fits but often doesn't. haha

Beautiful song‼️ The title is wonderful...❤️

A bit of a classic. Such a joyful sound. Don't worry about the comments SC is messing up a lot these days

Great right out of the box. It's as if Croce and Lightfoot met and decided to write a song. Kudos Jim for carrying on their place.

Super!  Your music feels so comfortable to me!

Lyrics :
"The moon sucks up the moistness vibrating in the evening and covers itself with a delicate bloom.
The blue ploughshare of the crescent opened a furrow of lust;
The stars dance horny and milky; Shepherds' flutes try out a chord.
Everything flows and is lost drop by drop...Breathe ! The moon is tainted and my mind is incandescent !
Our Centaur, irritated by the vampire's flight, rears in the pride of escaping the night. 
I come to you with the red moon of April, with the warm summer storms, elusive and mysterious, triumphant and humble. 
And you beg for your servitude and the ethereal caress of my voice. And you praise my mineral beauty, as my feet splash in the fountain of your desire.
In the light of the candles, you inhale the fragrance of my obsessions.
Like a Byzantine idol, I strut on the tower, stiff and sparkling with ivory and gold, and dance to the musical ecstasy of our rhythmically beating hearts. Your desire caparisoned with pride cracks under the lascivious cadence of my venerated feet.
Dew, intrinsic ecstasy, O beautiful evanescent wave, I resolve like a discobolus around the persistence of time.
Like a horse annoyed by a buzzing bee, you vibrate and shake, and imprint your rhythm on my hips. You would like my apex, desire my lagoon. You leave my reef for my confluence.
Desire my desires, enjoy your confusion. Your pleasure ties you to the altar, helpless and craving. And you discover that you’re the sacrifice. 
And we sanctify our intimacy in the chemistry of our moans, in the harmony of our scents, in the immemorial language of our bodies. "

Obsessions #1 - Rainy Jazz

The Trial
A Pico-Operetta for our Times

International Cast:

Lady Humanity - Oddrun Eikli - Norway, vocals and lyric on the last song; @oddrun-eikli
Lord Mammon - Peter - England, All poetic lyrics in the operetta, except the last song; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
The Judge - David Dunham - USA, nylon-string guitar in the song for Lady Humanity's defense; @david dunhamuser589535203
Music & Production - Seagull - Sweden, compilation, mixing, sound effects, and acoustic guitars in last song; @farout-music-studio

Here you can download all poetic lyrics: www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/37k203an5c…5u74dp2i&e=1&dl=0

Synopsis

Following unprecedented worldwide growth in human conflict, an emergency plenary session of the United Nations was convened late in 2023, tasked with finding new approaches to defuse global tension and ease conciliation. Recognizing the abject failure of extant UN jurisdictions and powers, and in a radical restructuring of the international legal and security framework, that session established a new UN institution to sit alongside the International Court of Criminal Justice. The International Court of Moral Justice was formally incorporated into the UN Constitution on 1 January 2024.

The foundations of this infant organization and those of the UN itself were shaken when it was revealed that the inaugural case to be heard by the ICMJ was to be a private prosecution brought by greed (Lord Mammon) against the defendant, mankind’s innate sense of humanity personified by Lady Humanity

In papers lodged with the court, the protagonist, Lord Mammon has asserted that the fundamental basis for human misery, the creation of discontent, thence envy and hence conflict, is to be found exclusively in false moral goodness and self-righteousness borne of a misplaced sense of benevolence. The human race survived and thrived, he states, not by moving at the pace of the slowest, or sharing resources with the weakest, but by taking and keeping, for the self alone, much more than is needed for basic subsistence, this being the singular route to strength, individual contentment and thus tolerance of others.

In reply, a broken and demoralized Lady Humanity has been compelled to present her own defense after failing to secure funding for a legal team to counter the advocates ranged in front of Lord Mammon. The case for the defense rests solely on the premise that good comes from within and cannot be created from nothing. So whilst she may try to bolster the moral cause in her work, she increasingly finds that the human souls she sees have no humanity in them whatsoever for her to strengthen, nothing to work with and as such, concedes that she has failed, but denounces the notion that it was for want of trying. Devoid of resources, supporters and allies of any kind she single handedly has held the fort against the self-perpetuating, self-reinforcing massed ranks of Mammon.

The Lord Chief Justice of the ICMJ along with his bench of associate judiciary adjourn proceedings to consider their findings and in the final act, return to deliver their verdict.

The Trial - A Pico Operetta for Our Times

■概要(overview)
最近、部屋で線香を焚くのが大好きです。とても煙いです。
だからそんな感じの歌詞にしてみました(^^)
曲はいつもと変わり映えないですが(^^)
Lately, I love burning incense in my room.It's very smoky.
That's why I tried to make the lyrics like that (^^)
I guess the song is similar to the usual (^^)

■更新情報(Update)
2024.5.19：最後のところにギターを追加(人生は足し算だ！) / Added guitar at the end (life is about addition!)

■歌詞
日々は潸潸と流れて
好きなものも変わっていく
同じ景色を見ていたはずなのに

つながりを大切にして今を生きていくだけで
振り返ることもしなかったから

あなたは私を忘れているでしょ？
毎日の電話　LINEの返信
忘れているでしょ？

黒く重くて厄介なものが
こみ上げてきたわ
線香に火をつけた

白檀の煙
黙々と語りだして
私の心を鎮めてくれるわ・・


時の流れはいたづらに
花の色はうつりにけり
同じ景色を見ていたはずなのに

かわらない　夕焼けの空　どこかのお寺　鐘が鳴る
ため息のように　繰り返している

あなたは私を忘れているでしょ？
正直な話　私も同じよ
忘れていたのよ

黒く重くて厄介なものを
解明してくれない？
線香に火をつけた

白檀の煙
黙々と語りだして
最後はうやむやに消えてしまうわ・・


雄島に架かる橋　あなたがくれたこの線香
火をつけて　先に渡ったあなたに会いに行くわ

煙に問う　あの橋の向こう　何があるの？
鳴り響く鐘の音はいつになれば鳴り止むの？と

あなたは私を忘れているでしょ？

■lyrics
The days flow by in a hurry
What I like also changes
We should have been looking at the same scenery

Because I only cherished connections and lived in the present without looking back.

You forgot me, right?
Daily phone calls LINE replies
You forgot, right?

Something black, heavy, and troublesome
I'm welling up
lit the incense sticks

sandalwood smoke
Start speaking silently
It calms my heart...

I feel like time is passing in vain
The color of the flowers fades
We should have been looking at the same scenery

The unchanging sunset sky, the bell of a temple somewhere rings
repeating like a sigh

You forgot me, right?
To be honest, I am the same way.
I forgot.

About black, heavy and troublesome things
Could you please clarify the cause?
lit the incense sticks

sandalwood smoke
Start speaking silently
In the end, it just disappears...

Bridge over Oshima, this incense stick you gave me
I'll light a fire and go to meet you who crossed first.

I ask the smoke
"What's on the other side of that bridge?"
“When will the ringing bell stop ringing?”

You forgot me, right?

The other side of the bridge(橋の向こう側)

Drones, beats and bass shot through with soprano sax, clarinet and flute.

SPIKED

We hope you enjoy this first collaboration, John did a fantastic job of putting this all together . Please go over to listen to more of John’s amazing music @john-buckle-166792889:

John Buckle - Synths samples  and production
Vocalatti - Vocals piano and lyrics

Not Coming Back ( Collab With John Buckle)

Much to my Delight Jo Richter invited me to add something to his already beautiful work "Field Notes" Which you can find in his recent releases--This offers 2 guitar tracks- one Acoustic and one Ebow electric--Many thanks to Jo for his generosity and Patience--

In Jo's words


method: basic sequence on a minilogue xd, adornments via vc 340, further adornments created by sounds in front of microphones, incl my voice, an interview sample and a field recording taken at a supermarket parking lot.
narration: there are literature tourists following the traces of the likes of Shakespeare and Kafka. some places consider those travellers in two worlds a good source of income. There is also a different kind of tourism on the magic-realistic tracks of the likes of Borges ;-)


poem / copyright jo richter:

sleeping on rocks out in the desert
imagine time and no way to clock it
events settle as smell on the tongue of a lizard
I took hidden notes inside of my pocket

doubling-up life in another attention
sit in the wind and learn not to block it
jenga sticks and the law of cohesion
I took hidden notes inside of my pocket

Field Notes by Jo Richter(Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches)+ guitar(Carlos Casteneda audio)

Cast of Characters:
mistermark-- @user-432503709 --Mark-- horns and shakers

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– guitar, production, and mix

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ—piano and organ

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

Llanpsych– @llanpsych –Tez– guitar 

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

This song was written by Ken and a dearly departed friend and former bandmate named Chris Bennett about the latter's divorce that he was going through at the time when their band was also breaking up. Ken had a good demo of the two of them fleshing it out, which the Eclectic Collective used as a template for the song. Josh was first to add his unique slide bass line to the song. Next up was Tez, who added the fiery solo you hear at the end. Stephen came in not too long after with the rhythm guitar, complete with the intricate fills you hear throughout. Around the same time, Mark added some really innovative, genre-bending horns and shakers to it. Ken then completed the song with his stellar vocals. 

  Of course, every great song needs a great producer, so Ken turned it over to Stephen for an objective mix, although Ken was still heavily involved in the process, too. This is the first time Ken has sung lead for an EC song, and we were all very impressed with his skills on this one. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed making it.


Original lyrics by Chris Bennett:

I once believed in happy ever after
Now I’m convinced by tears instead of laughter
There’s not much good inside that’s left to do the things for my survival

If I relied on you to make it better
I’d die a 1000 times, before we get together
All that is bad inside will rise back to the top
With your arrival

Burn down the doorway
Run down the hall
Scream out my name
But I may never hear you, never hear you
Drive down the highway
Until you’re gone
I may never hear you call

I still believe that someone’s always watching
Each time I turn around, I never hear them talking
All that is bad inside will never fade away with your arrival

Burn down the doorway
Run down the hall
Scream out my name, but I may never hear you
Never hear you
Drive down the highway
Until you’re gone
I may never hear you call

Na Na Na  Na Na Na
Na na na

Happy Ever After (The Eclectic Collective)

this is another song recorded on a mt50 4track cassette........ ........not sure why i cant reply as my comments arnt being saved, cheers for the listen


hey babe what you thinking
have you gone and made up your mind
why this ship's, just drifting
and there aint no land in sight

no bell tower in the distance
no moon to guide the way
it's hidden far behind the darkness
waiting for dawn, morning brings another day
waiting for dawn

so long, we been waiting
for the tide to turn the other way
heavy rain, wind was howling
ripped right through our sails

and what waits down below
is much to deep to say
try as we might we can't get it right like the dawn
morning brings another day
waiting for dawn

Waiting For Dawn

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Nemean Lion - Το Λιοντάρι Της Νεμέας

Video;
youtu.be/s2nW7CXyuoM

Made in #Ableton (June 2024)

Genres;
#Electronic
#Experimental

The Distance Between Us

This was unavoidable for me.  Politics aside, I think we can all agree that the mounting innocent victims of global conflict are a tragedy beyond measure.  These casualties should not be ignored as we sit in the comforts of our cushy little lives.


All rights reserved 6/6/2024

So far away 
It rumbles Iike a thundercloud
Eyes to the sky
Illuminated all around

Awaiting a world
to look and see
I cannot believe
what’s goin down
And what will be
I cannot conceive

The smoke in your eyes
Does not mask the tragedy…
don’t mind the flies
Images in front of me…

Temperatures rising
In the towns 
And over the fields
So many dying
And for what
I do not believe….

Moonlight and shadows
Paint the town
In shades so disarming..
the look in their eyes…
never to see the next morning 

Calling your name
In the pile of rubble under me…
I don’t here a sound
The silence is so deafening…

Awaiting a world
to look and see
I cannot believe
what’s goin down
And what will be
I cannot conceive

Missiles are raining
From the sky
It’s never ending…
mothers are wailing
like a choir
the tears they are sending

Six thousand miles 
Isn’t really far away…

Awaiting A World

Demos and sketches of songs, mostly recorded in my home studio.
Part of the Netta&McGill duo.
Thanks for having a listen.

Waiting For Dawn

Jim Mcgill

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