Name: Ornshaw by my antiques in my index in Related tracks: Coverallsalt
Duration: 2 min 44 s
Description: Jack Wild as Tom Ornshaw:Melody (1971 film)

Funky perfection!  Great mix, so much awesomeness

Cool vibe, minimalist groove – pulls you in instantly! 🎶❤️🎶

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This is a track I uploaded a while back and somehow made it private by accident.  This is more of a melancholy bit of upbeat.  Like grasping on to something great at a heavy down time. It's hard to explain how this particular track comes across, but I truly hope you enjoy it!

Coverallsalt

Inspired by a poem by Robert Bly:

 “Ah, on this planet we are born again and again. A gold sun rises in the East, but for us, it is a black sun. Each time the black sun rises, dazzling and tremendous, its sadness flows into us. ‘If this sadness could not flow out of me, it would kill me.’
I listen and I see a horse-dragon swim up out of the Black Sea. It climbs into the air. Play on, play on - what can we do but long for this dragon-water from the Black Sea to fall on us?”

While making this, the medieval text 'Omnia sol temperat' dumped into my head. As it have the rebirth theme as well, the synchronicity of it all seemed unmistakeable :-)

Ah, on this Planet

Ah, On This Planet

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Looking Back (Remix 2024)

Jack Wild as Tom Ornshaw:Melody (1971 film)

Ornshaw

Cast of Characters:

 Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – bass, guitar, synth, main drums, percussion, composition, production and mix

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–  electric sitar

Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar

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

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – traditional gourd form body sitar and lap steel


 This is a song that Chris wrote on the drums, bass, and guitar and shared with the collective. We all love working on Chris's songs, and got to work on it even more enthusiastically than usual. Josh was up first with his lap steel, which he weaves throughout. He also added the sitar at the beginning and the acoustic sitar at the end. Stephen stepped in and added the gnarly electric sitar at the end. JJ also made his presence heard by adding the thrilling organ and electric piano throughout. Ken then augmented Chris's original drums with his own in expert fashion. Last, but not least, Tez added his electric guitat magic to the stew, as well. 

  Since Chris brought this song to the group, and is a fine producer, he did the honors of the mix and production. 

  This is our latest with Chris, whose music we all adore. If you dig this, you should go check out his page, as it contains lots of wonders to hear. We all hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

New Strings Theory (Eclectic Collective)

Stupefied

Oblivion rains down from from the sky
Delivering another eye-for-an-eye

And it 
don’t stop
No it won’t stop
Till your six foot
In the ground

Don’t it just
make you feel
A little bit stupefied
Stupefied

The worlds fate hangs in the balance
Waiting for the next showdown
Make no bones about it 
It’s enough
It’s enough
To make the angels cry 
Make the angels cry
Make the angels cry

Well I don't know where I am headed
But I know what I leaving behind
The excuses, abuses, atrocities 
Humanitarian crimes

Cause it 
Won’t stop
No it never stops
Till your six foot
In the ground

And don’t it just
make you feel
A little bit stupefied

Don’t it just
make you feel
A little bit stupefied

Stupefied
Stupefied

Stupefied

I’m a ladybug in your dirty garden
And I fly around every morning
To every corner
Flapping my wings and I get them all wet
With the summer rain falling from the turquoise sky
And no, we don’t care for the Turkish guy
Or the Kurdish guy, or the Swedish or whatever
You woke bitches never finish a thought
This whole shit is like a Finnish art movie
About a British cunt who be really down with the left
You motherfuckers wanna copy identities
Why the fuck you asking us to be down with the theft?
Fuck the left and everyone in it
A new genocide starts every five minutes
A new generation born with advanced trauma
And that’s that democracy you’re yapping on and on about

How many more massacres do you have to fund?
How many more fake pride laps do you have to run?
Do you have to, like, post a story too?
Maybe even go and protest
Oh it’s too gorgeous of you
You’re just a true force for goodness
Doing all the things you’re supposed to just do
The soldier of truth
The wokest hocus pocus joker, shit
Ain’t no limit, you can be anything
A man, a woman, or something in between
Or out of it, whatever you feel is genuine
You can be a motherfucking penguin
You can fix the world
All it takes is to keep progressing 
‘Til we all get you live the dream
In the fields, where the cotton’s digital
And everyone’s in, no color limits y’all

Ladybug

"A Quiet Room" is played on a Jeff Bamburg FSC guitar. Carpathian Spruce/Macassar Ebony, DADGAD tuning. A short tune which gradually "earned" its title as I made my way through composing this piece. Recorded Feb/2025. Thanks to all who might have a listen to this new track!

A QUIET ROOM

This is the only live-recorded ballad I can put up here from the first album of Stytz Syndicate.
Line Up:
Stytz                             : guitar/leadvocals
Michael Roth                : harmonicas/vocals
Günther Reger             : saxophone/vocals
Claus Wengenmayr     : keyboards/vocals
Benno Richter              : bass
Jörg Schäfer                : drums
Lyrics                            : Pee Gee
Album Cover-Painting : Joachim Scheffler

Many people in the audience that night became teary-eyed hearing this song. 
The band gave it their absolute best and Stytz sang with heartbreaking intensity.

Thinkin´of the years we spent
Together...you and me
Goin´thru a constant change of ups and downs
I remember when we fell in love
A world full of colors surrounding us
We were happy all the time

It´s so hard to bear when words get in the way
So hard to bear when nothing`s left to say
So hard to say ...I´m sorry, it´s too late
I just fail to understand why
Our love´s come to an end

So afraid of losin you
I made a big mistake
But I know I have to realize
The feelings are gone
I can never change your mind
You made your own decision
Tryin´to find a way 
Leadin` back to yourself

It´s so hard to bear when words get in the way
So hard to bear when nothing´s left to say
So hard to say...I´m sorry it´s too late
I just fail to understand why
Our love´s come to an end

Our Love´s Come To An End ,  Stytz Syndicate

Stomp on that

Don’t Know Much

For my sixth birthday for weeks and weeks I begged my dad for a dog
But my dad didn’t think I was responsible enough and he was also kind of cheap
But I kept asking him constantly and finally he broke down
He gave me a little cabbage plant growing in a Styrofoam cup

He said if you take good care of this cabbage plant
Next year I’ll consider buying you a dog

I named him Charlie and I planted him in the flowerbed in the front yard
And every morning I’d go outside, and I’d feed him water and fertilizer
I’d update him on what was going on inside the house
And as far as cabbages go Charlie was a patient listener

Every night before I went to bed
I’d stick my head out the window and say goodnight to Charlie.

Our friendship was more than one of those passing fads
And every day Charlie grew until his head was bigger than my dad’s

And I guess my dad must have noticed too because one crisp autumn afternoon
Me and Charlie were sitting in the flowerbed listening to a baseball game
My dad came outside, and he said to me, it’s time for you to become a man

He reached down and he ripped my best friend Charlie out of the ground
For a couple of seconds, I could see his little roots gasping for soil 
Then we took him in the house and we cleaned and we gutted him

 And I swore that would be the last time I’d ever have a personal relationship
 with a vegetable of the cruciferous type
And as we sat around the table, eating our cabbage soup
It occurred to me I was so glad my dad hadn’t bought be a dog

I dedicate this song to Charlie because he made such a big impression on me
Those months we spent together made me so happy.
I go down the produce aisle at the grocery store.  I see those cabbages and it makes sad
I’m glad for the time we spent together.  Sorry it had to end up so bad.

Charlie (Cabbage Song)

Lyrics:
She was wrong for me
I knew it from the start
I'm not very smart
I left a spare key under the mat
To my broken heart

I'm kicking it
One step ahead of the blues
I'm kicking it 
One step ahead of the blues
I'm sleeping it off in those Sunday pews

My boss had an epiphany
When I was working at the mortuary
He said: Dig them holes faster!
"This business has no room for uncertainty!"

That may be
Oh, can't you see?
When I'm working for you
I just don't feel like I'm being me
When I'm working for you I ain't following my muse
And there she goes...
(There she goes!!!!)

I'm kicking it
One step ahead of the blues
I'm kicking it 
One step ahead of the blues
Hey friends, won't you help me spread the news?

I get all my blues for free
Don't you know I'm so low I can't see?
A lousy day...
A lousy pay...
I'm a lousy lay...
I think I'm everything
That everybody say

I'm kicking it
One step ahead of the blues
I'm kicking it 
One step ahead of the blues
I'm sleeping it off in those Sunday pews

One Step Ahead Of The Blues

Original composition and drum programing by Neno J.
Electric guitar Yamaha SG, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100, Bass guitar Ibanez
May, 2025.

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