Almost Halloween again, but I'll say it one more time anyway.
We have one planet, where we all live. No one can escape anywhere from this tiny speck of dust in the universe.

Then it is so incredibly unimaginable that people in so many countries renounce their dignity and their human rights to pay tribute to tyrannical leaders. Leaders who commit virtually every crime that can be committed against people in their own homeland.
They have trampled, oppressed, imprisoned, forcibly relocated, put in re-education camps, imposed coercive laws, tortured and even murdered.
All just to maintain power and remain with their arms in the meat pots, in some kind of smug "I am god" madness that trumps everything. And some of them even see themselves as the rulers of the world in their delusion.
It's laughable if it weren't for the deep seriousness and suffering it causes many people in many parts of our world.

Throughout history, we have seen one lunatic crazier than the other rise to power through these completely absurd behaviors towards his people. And I cannot for the life of me understand how it can go on and on and on.
Is humanity so stupid? Obviously. Including myself according to the wishes I express here below.

I sometimes wish that all these ghosts from both history and the present revolted. And in a tidal wave, washed out all these elements and ensured that human evolution took a big step forward so that in the near future we could at least be called civilized.

But maybe that's the problem. That we who want to change use the wrong weapons, and thus fall prey to war and violence instead of development.
If there were more of us who used the pen as a sword, who used the guitar as a machine gun, drums and cymbals as artillery. Wrote, sang at the top of our lungs and told about the reality around us........

Well, many famous musicians have already done it, throughout the ages. Did it help?............ Well.....not so much........

So if we.....mumble........hmmm.......mumble.....hmm....mumble.......

Wha...what did you say?.........Oh crap, not another lunatic,..... again..........

I SEE GHOSTS! AROUND ME! EVERYWHERE!

isn't that a bit strange...;)

Seagull - Ghosts

Part of the collaborative Mixtape album: Free Hands In A Blender
soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel/sets/free-hands-in-a-blender
FREE FOR DOWNLOAD

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: Mahan Mahan
https://soundcloud.com/mahan-mahan

Vocals/Lyrics: Written and performed by: The Mysterious Decibel

Vocals mastered by: Mark McClellan

Lyrics:

All grows dim, time is winding down
My cheeks stay hovered over a puddle of brown
The voices outside of this cramped little box
These choices i've made to breed these cramped up blocks

The shit bubbles burst and trap all the flies
A concoction so twisted, Only someone like Bill Nye
Can decipher all these lies
Can scythe all of these cries
as this pit of stench boils in the middle of July

Out there the souls, eager for pressure to burst
Through their minds like a submarine tank submersed
Parades gather in the grass for the show to start
While these waves slowly rip my brain apart

A wetness caresses my hang lo mein
This water is rising am I going insane?
It tickles my demons but it feels so ripe
There's always a bit of shit at the end of the pipe!

I'm in a fecal position where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
Where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
The slimy hand of stench, Pulls me right down
In a puddle of madness, many shades of brown
NO NO NO NO NOOO!
Get a little taste of the waste in the swamp!

The Mysterious Decibel X Mahan Mahan - A Septic Journey (FREE DOWNLOAD)

Virtual Romance

https://nowyyorg9.wixsite.com/seasional-optimist/music6

We don't have much - Niewiele Mamy - Short 2013 - 2023

Spotify: https://spotify.link/3QxeX7BBBDb
Youtube: https://youtu.be/gvQRI1COdls?si=ZQEIqCV4b27S536d

Enjoy :)

Rain

Cast of characters:
Stoner Jazz--@user-911083679—Jeff—vocals, lyrics, and original stem

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

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

Llanpsych–@llanpsych–Tez–electric clean/effects guitar 

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

This song orignated with Jeff, who wrote a poem, which he set to a beat and a key with some very cool vocal processing. He sent it to me, and I added the bass and the synth lines. I had to, of course, got the rest of the Eclectic Collective involved. Ken came up with a solid, distinct beat, based loosely on my first take. I then redid my bass line to match up with Ken's drums, which is the way they seem to work best, sometimes going back and forth like that several times until they're locked in. Then, Tez and Stephen each added very distinct, supportive guitar tracks to fill it in. Tez comes through with the very Strat sounding bells ringing throughout. Stephen really shines with his textural tremolo playing throughout, as well as the rocking end. He also produced and mixed it expertly, as always. 

  This is the first time the Eclectic Collective has collaborated with Jeff, although both Josh and especially Stephen (as part of the band, The Smoking Trout) have made music with him before. We really enjoyed making a song based on his vocals, and Jeff is a welcome addition to our sound anytime. We all really enjoyed making this one. We hope you enjoy listening to it.

Lyrics:


Naked Shoulders
l like the way the sun lights up
the naked shoulders of the Early morning
ln the Desert where we met-
ln the shack down by the muddy
where you said you waited
while l rambled on about the time
Youth and Sex and Beauty-
When the Real Revolution was the Music-

Slitting quietly and thinking
while the melancholy has lt's moment
letting longing linger longer than lt should
Took a little tumble ln the Bumble
when l got older
always just a little lucky
ln the middle of disaster
no longer sure lf l'm the spell or l'm the caster
only knowing that my feet are made of plaster-

Even though lt's getting late, even though lt's getting late
l'm still standing at the gate
hoping for a bit hoping for a little bite hoping for a little slice of Nlrvana Nlrvana-

Verse 2
You know lt's harder than lt looks
even though l read some books
l'm ln love with my Delusion, Naked and inviting
lt whispers sweetly ln my head and says
You're gonna live Forever, even though l'm almost dead-

Everything that came before
comes knocking at the back-stage door
demanding parts ln the production of the play-

What makes you think you have a choice?
The Director Said
you don't have to memorize the dialogue
the script ls ln your Head--

Naked Shoulders (Stonerjazz with Eclectic Collective)

Colorful Colorado – Autumn (feat. Video)
Watch the YouTube video featuring beautiful photography by Heidi Schnicker at:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_JLb9uDbrc
October 2023
Duration: 3:10
Cover art photo: Heidi Schnicker 
Originally composed November 2016, revised and re-orchestrated October 2023
For strings, flute, oboe d'amore, bass flute, heckelphone, piano, vibraphone, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion.

Colorful Colorado  - Autumn (feat. Video)

all vocals by clive hawkins:

can you believe, can you believe,
what you cannot see.
do you believe? do you believe?
love can set you free.

bridge:  love's a mystery........never kind to me.

Do you believe?

Resilience

Original by : Julia Zahra
Instruments : PJ Project
Vocal : Janne Hennie

Just An Illusion W/PJ Project

there's is a lot that is wrong and a lot to be done. It won't happen if we don't do it. learn from the past.don't repeat mistakes.the world is the same anywhere you go. Differences among people are exaggerated insignificant quirks twisted by those who want to remain in power. we are all more alike than different


lyric

in the time that's left to me ,let me touch what's left to feel
in the time that's left to me, through the dim light let me see
I never needed to travel the globe cause the world always came to me

cause the sun,the moon, the rain the snow are constant everywhere
people laugh, people cry,people hope and people fear
nothing's different from here to there
it's all the same,nothing to fear

when will we learn that we have the power to turn dark into light
to feed the hungry and cloth the cold
with no damage to our body or danger to our soul

our lives are short but our legacy is long
the past must be our guide through the night to the dawn
so we can touch what must be touched
so we can see what must be seen
and not stay locked alone in ourselves for our tiny eternity

make a difference

Hello! Iam an amateur singer/songwriter with a lot of passion for singing and Music.  I mostly sing originals,  but also covers . I like to write lyrics with meaning, something people can relate to. Not necessaraly my own experiences, it can be something i heard, seen or something someone  told me.
I also make music in GarageBand..
I am very impressed with how many talented people there is on Soundcloud! And so much love and kindness!
Thank you all for listening,  likes, reposting and comments! It really means a lot to me❤️
(My own originals sounds best with ear phones )
I also have a YouTube channel with the same nick name 🎵
Take care!🥰

(And I don't use AI)