Great track, solid collab and production!!!🎵🔥🎵🔥

Simultaneously visiting all points in the universe...a  multi-hued escapade of infinite proportions.  Unique, original and just plain fabulous!

This song takes me on a trip to a different dimension nice work brother!!!

Clay Young

Voice of the nation

I'm on Drums🤗 I love this band so much✨
Thank you Uziel,Jeff,Stephen&Terry~~much Respect✨

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Vocals, Lyrics, Original Idea, Acoustic Guitar, and Artwork

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Electric Guitar & Bridge

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea - @tea_are_sea -- Synths & Production

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Catch up with the first 10 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics (by Stonerjazz):

We all chose it, we arrived here at this self-same place
he liked to think that he had earned it
but that simply not the case.
He just dreamed it up one sunday afternoon
while drowsing and lounging in the Ether
where the US resides
while living on a Proton Banished
to the outskirts of a single Atom
In a single Universe-
It was a wicked Curse, specifically designed for him
A scorcerer, Albert Rufus Smith
Stole a Rocket ship and he took it to Uriah
He was a rascal and scoundrel and a liar and a thief
But he had a magic knife that he had won in a game of dice
on a stormy night in a corner of some ruins
in the desert in december by the fire light with some other witches from Oaxaca
where he'd Spied Roberta picking magic mushrooms naked in the moonlight
with her brothers and her sisters and some others from the Bus-
It seems that Albert Rufus Smith Was Smitten

The eternal now is Wow
When we wonder why we wander
where we will
while walking walking walking to fulfill
the contemplated vacancy
Beyond the vast Horizen

Alberts knife was sliver with a handle made of Amber
when he held it high above his head
it gave off a blinding light
and on that night on the planet of Uriah
when Gus and all his jolly happy hopeful holograms arrived
on that Beat-up Bus
That formulated plan in Alberts wicked head
appeared to be on Track
had he not been messmerized by Roberta's perfect presence and physic
he might have pulled it off, that dirty rotten little sneak--

Sid and Larry caught him and his Cronies
trying to steal the bus and Abduct
Sally and Roberta too, Who
were sleeping on the bus in the back together as they always do,
And Gus was not Amused-
Albert seemed to be confused until he held his Magic knife up high
and blinded ever bodies eye
and in a frantic flight he escaped into the distant night--

Albert Rufus Smith(Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #11)

Ars Existentiae | The Art of Existence: Composed, arranged, performed and produced by Evandro B. Lira aka Vintage Mutation.


From the Latin ARS EXISTENTIAE, which translates to "The Art of Existence", it points out that at its core, all existence corresponds to the Primordial Manifestation, emanated from a single point.

"The musical composition has in its introduction the first impressions of the primordial manifestation, still contained in the ethereal. In the main theme, one can notice the subtle harmony design for the architecture of worlds. Consequently, already in the dense sphere of the manifested universe, the melody translates into the complexity and multiplicity of forms, to then end with the return to the ethereal, where the end of all things will be identical to the beginning, yet added to the experiences acquired over the period".

Ars Existentiae

Cancion del gato solitario

'Never Too Late' is an easy listening Jazz Fusion Track

Dont Smudge The Ink

Never Too Late

Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – acoustic guitar, composition, production, and mix
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken– drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – Warwick four string fretless bass
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- piano and lead synth

This is one of the earlier, more stripped down version of this song that’s found on my other colleauges’ Soundcloud pages\.
This song started as many of our best do, with Chris coming up with it on his acoustic guitar. He shared it with the rest of us shortly after, and we were all very excited to tuck into it.

Ken was fist at the trough for this one, adding his jazzy, expressive drums. Josh came in as soon as he had a beat to work with, adding his signature fretless bass to the mix. Not long after that, JJ broke out the hauntingly melodic piano and Shine On You Crazy Diamond timbred synth you hear throughout.

This song is an example of Eclectic Collective coming together to bring another one of Chris' brilliant songs to life. You should check out his new albums on Spotify, which you can find by clicking the link next to his name in the credits.


Better Not Say ***Stripped Down Version*** (The Eclectic Collective)

Dear friends, I am hopelessly in love with swans! But - if I try to hug them, they bite me in the ass!!
These two swans: Daddy - and Mom-swan were busy building a new home in the stream in Simrishamn some days ago!


Busy Times for Swans

I saw them as they found the place where they can build their home
the home is right in the middle of the stream
the lady took the command 
while her dear husband sailed away
and the sound from their wings blowed my soul away

I have heard that swans are faithful to each other during their whole life
they always help each other with all their kids
they put them to bed when the sun 
suddenly goes to rest
and the sound from their wings blowed my soul away

The lady worked so hard with sticks and straws to finish their home
she is so careful that the bed is nice and soft
I suppose that the man supplies with food and all work
can progress with speed
and the sound from their wings blowed my soul away

We will follow this cool and diligent team how they proceed in building their home
and when their kids have been born to our world
all people in this town will come to see 
this happy family of swans
and the sound from their wings blowed my soul away


Häktiska tider för svanor
Jag såg dem när de hittade platsen där de kunde bygga sitt hem
Huset ligger mitt i bäcken
Damen tog kommandot
medan hennes käre make seglade iväg
och ljudet från deras vingar blåser bort min själ

Jag har hört att svanar är trogna varandra hela livet
De hjälper alltid varandra med alla sina barn
De lägger dem i säng när solen
plötsligt går ner
och ljudet från deras vingar blåser bort min själ

Damen arbetade så hårt med pinnar och sugrör för att färdigställa deras hus
Hon är så noga med att sängen är fin och mjuk
Jag antar att mannen som förser dem med mat och allt arbete
kan gå framåt snabbt
och ljudet från deras vingar blåser bort min själ

Vi kommer att följa detta coola och flitiga team hur de fortsätter med att bygga sitt hem
och när deras barn har fötts till vår värld
kommer alla människor i den här staden att komma för att se
denna lyckliga svanfamilj
och ljudet från deras vingar blåser bort min själ

Busy Times for Swans - 2025-06-03 10.22

Simple track, music made in GarageBand :)

Lyrics:

Love can be such a beautiful thing, if you just let it out
Don't hold back your love
You can't expect others to know
If you can't show what you feel inside, no one can see the real you
So don't hold back your love
Just let it out
Let it flow..

If you dare to give a piece of your heart
You can get so much in return
Give as much as you can
Even if you risk getting burned

Love can be such a beautiful thing if you just let it out
Don't hold back your love
You can't expect others to know
If you can't show what you feel inside, no one can see the real you
So don't hold back your love
just let it out
Let it flow...

No one can do it for you
But someone can do it to you...

No One Can Do It For You  (Original)

keep the hope...

Please also check out my YouTube channel:
https://youtu.be/cU0WYLES1Jo?si=mvEUMGje2vFPi8zj
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街灯 / street light
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どうか
想い届けと　風をあつめて
祈る　ゆびさき

どこか
帰る場所など　有るが如くの
急ぐ　あしおと

命があるか　ないかの
二色で塗られた景色だけ
吹き荒れて　佇んで
暗闇ですら　ない

自分のような　何かが
自分の姿で演じてる　そして
泣きぬれて　狼狽えて
こっちを覗いてる

ひとり
灯る街灯に　寒くないかと
憂う　ゆうぐれ

いつか
閉じる扉など　有るが如くの
急ぐ　ひとなみ

命があるか　ないかの
二色で塗られた景色だけ
吹き荒れて　佇んで
暗闇ですら　ない

自分のような　愚かな
自分の姿を忘れてる者が
泣きぬれて　狼狽えて
こっちを覗いてる

AppleMusic

街灯 / street light

Bruce Klepper's beautiful piece "Chiaroscur" inspired me a few ideas about art that I wrote in French. I sang them over Bruce's instrumental, improvising some melodies and vocal harmonies, and here is the result. 

*** L'ART POUR L'ART ***

L'art pour l'art, ou l'art pour l'argent?
Car il faut bien vivre, il faut bien survivre.
C'est bien évident...
Parfois c'est bien clair.
Parfois ça dépend…
Pour atteindre les rêves il faut rester sur sa faim,
et jeuner souvent, et prier longtemps.  
On prie quand on cherche la réponse dans l'âme,
la beauté dans le geste, le génie dans le vent.
L'obsession qui nous prend de puiser le néant,
de parfaire une esquisse, de créer tâtonnant,
c'est ça l'art pour l'art
qui coule dans le sang.

L' Art Pour L' Art (based on Bruce Klepper Chiaroscur instrumental)

Cast of characters:
Surfers Like Us– @user-411502040 –Artur–composition, arrangement, and Fender Jaguar foundational rhythm guitar
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]-- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –four string fretless bass 
Llanpsych– @llanpsych –Tez– Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–Fender Nashville Telecaster electric guitar, sitar, mix, master, and production

This song began its life in Poland, where our resident surf rock specialist, Artur, composed it on his giutar. He is a brilliant composer and expert player, so we're always glad to receive music from him. 
  Artur gave it to JJ to start the project, so JJ was first to the trough here, adding his breathy, moving organ throughout. Ken came along shorly after to give the song its heartbeat, adding his triumphant drums. As soon as he had a beat to play to, Josh added his four string fretless bass to the mix, completing the rhythm section. 
  Now it was the other guitarists turn to take a whack at it. Tez was first up, adding the magical the first and third solos, in the verse sections. He also lit up the intro and outro sections with some dynamic guitar solos, as well. Stephen went last, filling in the second and fourth solo sections in the choruses, as well as a textural guitar that you hear throught most of the song. He also added the exotic sitar you hear in about the middle.
 Once we had it in the bag, we asked Stephen to produce it for us, which he did in his always trained, professional manner. 
  This is the eighth song we've done with Artur over the past about year and a half. We adore his music and him as a person, too. If you dig this song, you should hop over to his page and have a listen in case you're not already familiar. He loves surf music, and wanted to note the passing of surf rock legend, Brian Wilson this week. Wilson was more than just Pet Sounds, although that album is top class. He was a surf rock pioneer, who influenced a whole genre of music; a genre that's near and dear to Artur's heart. 
  We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.
Original lyrics by Surfers Like Us:
We all live between Sun and Moon
Love and Peace
That's all what we do

Between Sun And Moon-Surfers Like Us/Eclectic Collective

Il Gigante di Monterosso – Feat: Sergei Govorov
June 2025
Duration: 3:20
Music Composition - Bruce Klepper
Effects and Mixing - John-Marc Ventimiglia 
Cover Art Photography- Heidi Schnicker 
Soprano Sax- Sergei Govorov 

On our recent trip to Italy, one of the places we stayed was Monterosso, one of the 5 villages in Cinque Terre. From our patio, we were able to see Il Gigante looking out over the ocean. I am pleased to announce this new music collaboration, Il Gigante di Monterosso - Feat: Sergei Govorov, celebrating the beauty of Italy.  Listen to Sergei's music on Spotify and Apple Music.
Sergei Govorov completed his doctoral degree at the Gnessin Academy of Music in Moscow with the highest honors.  In 2022, Sergei moved to the United States.  Sergei's repertoire ranges from classical saxophone to avant-garde, jazz, and pop. He has performed over 4,000 concerts worldwide.  For the last year I have been writing music for the sax and piano duo, Govorov & De Groot.  Sergei Govorov and Britta De Groot have performed my music in Colorado and have future plans for more concerts and possible recordings. 

For soprano sax, piano, tubular bells, sound effects and percussion

Il Gigante di Monterosso - Feat. Sergei Govorov (demo)

Bubba Wants A Moon Pie

Original composition and drum programing (Addictive drum) by Neno J.
Electric guitar Yamaha SG, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100, Valhalla effects, Bass guitar Ibanez
July, 2025.

Jazz meditation

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Heartache In My Levi's

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

Check out this music! It’s my favourite.

Albert Rufus Smith(Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #11)

Tot.

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