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Ambient Flow State

Fall 2025

NO INTENTION TO TRADE MY SOUL AS A GAME

I SEE AN ADVENTURE OF INTERSTELLAR FRUITS

LIVING FLOWER ON THE INTROSPECTIVE PAYPHONE

BLOW YOUR MINDS IN A MOHAWK SANCTUARY

20251127 Sélection

WISH A  DETOUR TO PLAY THE SILENT MAMBO

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How Does It Feel – Whispers from the Fulka

about folk

It comes from Old English folc, meaning “common people, nation, tribe, army, multitude.”

Folc goes back to Proto‑Germanic *fulka-, related to other Germanic words like German Volk (“people, nation”).


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How Does It Feel – Whispers from the Fulka

Blue labyrinth

Opus 72

NEW YORK MOHAWK

To Drive Someone Bananas

Illusion Of A Rainy Day

Back to life

I was honored when https://soundcloud.com/graphicsontelevisions asked me to remake ‘Tattlesnakes’ from their fantastic album ‘Pun’. Maybe it’s the wildest one, unpredictable but coherent, it inspired me immediately !!

I've remixed to my taste their original studio stems (drums & keyboards), adding my own vocals, guitars & more... hard recommendation of headphones again !!

Lyrics are from another of my ancient poems, where I played with oxytone & eproparoxytone rhymes (translated below but with lost effect in English).

Full versions album here: https://soundcloud.com/graphicsontelevisions/sets/another-pun-a-brand-new
Downloadable: https://graphicsontelevisions.bandcamp.com/album/another-pun
I suggest checking out the original tracks too: @https://graphicsontelevisions.bandcamp.com/album/pun !!!

Letra  /  Lyrics:

Claro que ya no soy plástico,  /  Clearly I’m not plastic anymore,
ni estoy falto de razón,  /  nor lacking of reason,
puesto que, siendo simpático,  /  since, being friendly,
de sangre es mi corazón.  /  of blood is my heart.

Claro que soy esporádico  /  Clearly I am sporadic
en locos cantos espléndidos.  /  in splendid crazy singings.

Gritos de loco dolor,  /  Screams of insane pain,
llenos de mudo amargor,  /  full of mute bitterness,
claro que ya no son gélidos.  /  clearly are not icy anymore.

Claro que ya soy simpático  /  Clearly I’m yet friendly
y estoy falto de amargor,  /  and lacking of bitterness,
puesto que mi corazón,  /  since my heart,
siendo de sangre, no es plástico.  /  being of blood, is not plastic.

Y en mis cantos esporádicos,  /  And in my sporadic singings,
claro que ya no soy gélido.  /  clearly I’m not icy anymore.

Gritos de loca razón,  /  Screams of mad reason,
ya no gritos de dolor,  /  not screams of pain anymore,
claro que ya son espléndidos!  /  clearly are yet splendid!

ER00EC11

Tardigrade & Tattlesnakes (with Graphics on Televisions)

forevergreen

leftfield

In Summer

Summer Air

I had a dream, and I wrote this song not to forget it. 

Technical highlights: hand played bass, slightly odd riff on chorus (15/2) & some extra psychedelia.

Pic & sounds taken with my phone during a recent experience which could help me understand the dream, maybe…

Letra  /  Lyrics:

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)  /  NÍMOR (I don’t know where I am)

Entré en la sala sin hacer ruido,  /  I entered the room making no noise,
los pocos que vi eran desconocidos,  /  the few ones I saw were strangers,
busqué una cama que estuviera libre y dormí.  /  I looked for a spare bed and slept.

Al día siguiente no encontré mi sitio,   /  The following day I didn’t find my place,
todo estaba lleno de desconocidos,  /  the whole room was full of strangers,
me di la vuelta para salir y te vi.  /  I turned around to leave and I saw you.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …

La cama de al lado estaba vacía,  /  The bed at your side was empty,
y me preguntaste si la quería,  /  and you asked if I wanted it,
la quise y pronto nos hicimos amigos,  /  I did and soon we became friends,
desconocidos.  /  strangers.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …
Nímor, no sé qué pasa…  /  Nímor, I don’t know what’s going on...
Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...

Te pregunté “¿cómo se llama este sitio?”  /  I asked you "what’s the name of this place?"
y me contestaste que estaba contigo,  /  and you answered that I was with you,
y sin darme cuenta te quise mucho y dormí.  /  and unconsciously I loved you so and slept.

Ahora del sueño ya me he despertado,  /  Now from the dream I’ve already woken,
tu nombre lamento no haber preguntado,  /  your name I regret not having asked,
te llamaré como el sitio en que te conocí.  /  I’ll call you like the place where I met you.

Nímor (…)  /  Nímor (…)

ER27HC06 ©1995 ®2015

Honorable broadcast (34:47 - 40.00): http://jeffhickmott.podomatic.com/entry/2015-09-18T05_02_20-07_00

Nota para el oyente español: ninguna influencia de Chiquito de la Calzada en el título; lo pongo tal como lo soñé y punto.

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)

Fancy Mars

Cornfield Chase

sova

lugn och ro

how far i’ve come

the bird outside my window

The part that sounds like a bass in the middle section is actually tapping using an 8-string guitar. Naturally, no bass was used at all for this part. Lately, I've been exploring the potential of the lower strings, and tapping and slapping are part of that. Regarding the song's theme, I've been deeply contemplating the grandeur of the universe and humanity recently, and I composed this piece wanting to express that atmosphere through my guitar. I'd be delighted if you could feel a sense of floating and light-like speed within the song. Finally, thank you so much for reading this far. I think you're truly wonderful!

Interstellar Contact

Old song remixed today 

I hear a riff in the clouds so high 
Strings bending like angels sigh 
A melody that won't let me cry 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Do they shine Do they glow 
Do they play the songs we know 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Strings of gold Frets of light 
Echoing through the endless night 
I see a chord painted on the sky 
Six lines drawn where dreams won't die 
A pic in the wind It whispers why 
Can you hear the sound 
Breaking through the ground 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Do they shine Do they glow 
Do they play the songs we know 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Strings of gold Frets of light 
Echoing through the endless night 
Play me a solo Soft and slow 
Let it burn Let it show 
If there's a stage where spirits go

Are there guitars in heaven .mp3

Worlds Aglow

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[New Single]

PROD. Shyntwirl

Shyntwirl - Ashes Of The Phoenix On My Skin

Gimme / feat. Patricia Edwards / Paploviante Music
Vocals and Lyrics :
Patricia Edwards
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/16204/gimme-89bpm-pop-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/patriciaedwards
Paploviante:
E Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering
Picture: AI Perchance

Gimme feat. Patricia Edwards-Papploviante

Spaghetti Bolognese and Snickers Bars

White Flower (duo)_1

Original composition by Neno J.
Electric guitar Gibson Les Paul Studio, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100, Guitar Rig 5, November 2025.
This nostalgic blues came to me these days as a reminder of the early sixties, the guitars of Chet Atkins, Peter Green and others without whom I would never play guitar. Thank them!

Retro blues

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick four-string fretless bass, PRS SE semi-hollow body electric guitar, Sigma acoustic guitar, lyrics, vocals, and composition
SunnyBeck-- @sunnybeck — Beck — synth and MIDI composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – production, mix, and mastering
This is a love song written about Josh's favorite band, Phish. He came up with the chords on his acoustic guitar, and shared it with the group. This was written with Beck in mind, though, too, as he knew she'd be contributing her magic to this one, too. Even when it was just the acoustic guitar set to a looper beat, she came up with many of the parts you hear throughout. Although, she also readjusted and redid a lot of it, too, throughout the process. Ken was the next piece of the puzzle to jump in. He laid down his perfect drums beats to it in only one or two tries, giving it the groove it needed. After Ken laid down the beat, that allowed Josh to add his bass to the mix, too. It was almost done musically, but it needed a lead guitar, which Josh also put in there. Before it was finished, though, JJ weighed in with his clever organ, which can be heard from about 2:30 on. When it was all wrapped up musically, Josh also sang his lyrics, which are written from the perspective of two Phish heads conversing about the imminent Phish show, which is always a big, exciting event. 
  Josh has seen almost 70 Phish shows in his life, and he hopes his adoration for the band is evident in this song. This is the second song Eclectic Collective have done with Beck, and we all hope for many more, too. She's a fantastic musician, with a wonderfully deep well of creativity. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it. 

Original lyrics by Josh Clary:

Are you gonna meet me at the show tonight
Am I gonna see you at the show?
What songs do you think they’ll play tonight?
I’ve been waiting all year to go

You should check out last night’s set list
The show was packed with killer songs
Is there any one that you’ve been chasing?
I love it when the crowd all sings along
 
Trey’s been stirring up all the great jams
Page rules the keyboards from his throne
Mike digs the groove so deep and he stands
On Fishman’s beats that shake our bones
 
Hope you have your ticket for the show tonight
I know these days they’re on our phones
At least now about grass there’s no fight
Light a joint on up the hill and feel at home

Some spun wook is always tripping
Looking for profundity in all the songs
Every now and then they have to just stop spinning 
Stare at the lights, and sing along

So I know we’ll hear some great things tonight
Every time I go, my mind gets blown
After in the lot I know I’ll eat a grilled cheese, 
Suck on a balloon, then drive on home

Trading Mics for Fish Pages (Eclectic Collective with SunnyBeck)

Original track, lyrics and vocals by me
Music made in GarageBand

This song is about a friendship that ended, a long time ago..
The picture is from today, me and my mother had a walk in the beautiful weather 🌞
Thank you so much for listening 🫶

I need to tell you something
From a troubled heart
I've been thinking about us
And how we fell apart
But I want you to know
I didn't really want to go....

I tried my best to keep you
Turned my life upside down
Did everything to please you
Let all my shields fall down
But I could feel
It wasn't good enough for you...

The burning flame
Became a losing game

I often told you
You are everthing for me
Gave you full attention
But you still didn't see
And the burning flame
Became a losing game...

The burning flame
Became a losing game

I need to tell you something
From a troubled heart
I've been thinking about us
And how we fell apart
How the burning flame
Became a losing game...

The burning flame
Became a losing game

The burning flame
Became a losing game

The burning flame
Became a losing game

A Losing Game (Original)

Mushrooms - Interlude

drifting with no intention

Flunk - Sanctuary (Dramantic Remix).mp3

Introspection

This is a track from my album TALES OF A NOMAD, a collection of impressions from decades of living a nomadic life for professional reasons.

Detour To Santiago

Soul&Jazz

Fruit

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Epilogue to a fantasy adventure

White Flower (d)_2

Picture: Luis Alberto Spinetta  (https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luis_Alberto_Spinetta)

https://soundcloud.com/hugo-queija, Voces
Pichy Sotomayor, Banda y producción.

Seguir viviendo sin tu amor

Si a tu corazón yo llego igual
Todo siempre se podrá elegir
No me escribas la pared
Solo quiero estar entre tu piel
Y si acaso no brillara el sol
Y quedara yo atrapado aquí
No vería la razón
En seguir viviendo sin tu amor
Y hoy que enloquecido vuelvo
Buscando tu querer
No queda más que viento, uh
No queda más que viento
Y si acaso no brillara el sol
Y quedara yo atrapado aquí, oh
No vería la razón
De seguir viviendo sin tu amor, oh-oh-oh
Y hoy que enloquecido vuelvo
Buscando tu querer, ah
No queda más que viento, no
No queda más que viento
Y si acaso no brillara el sol
Y quedara yo atrapado aquí
No vería la razón
De seguir viviendo sin tu amor


Letra y música:Luis Alberto Spinetta
© Warner Chappell Music Argentina

Seguir viviendo sin tu amor (L.A.Spinetta)

A ramshackle talking blues song about a guy trying to reach his lady on a payphone.

Lyrics:
I'm heading out
I've got to call my girl
I'm out there
Looking for the last payphone in the modern world

I sold my soul to Ma Bell
Waiting outside the Texico
Using the last payphone in the modern world
I've been saving my dimes
Everybody wants to use this phone

They used to have a payphone
Inside the Roosevelt Hotel
But they removed it
Because it brought in "undesirables"
Hey, that would be me!
Last payphone in the modern world
(Lordy, Lordy, Lordy!!!)

Oh, there used to be a payphone
Behind the liquor store
The owner used to let you use his cell phone
But he says:
"No more!"
The last payphone in the modern world

Hey Mister, I'm next
I've been saving my dimes
I've got to call my girl
Let her know how much I'm alive
The last payphone in the modern world.

The Last Payphone In The Modern World

Let´s play the Mambo. ( 1993 ) Eddy Mango - Margareta Theorin ( Eddy )

First rap verse - https://soundcloud.com/ipg1

Vocal hook - https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia

Second rap verse - https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa

Production - https://soundcloud.com/rizlix


Back with another collab!!

IPG1 x Special Cecilia x FRAWSTAKWA x RiZLiX - Magnetic Minds

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Wish — The Whole World On One Ship, What Could Be Better

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bring your blankets, folks - let's break the world record

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Wish — The Whole World On One Ship, What Could Be Better

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Selmer Alto Saxophone solo. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Korg Synthesizer Bass. Acoustic full drum kit set. Percussion, Bongos, Congas, Cowbell, Ago Go Bells. Electronic Kick Drum.

Cannery Row

Hey Bartender

Journey In G-minor

THEY SAY A TOAD IS ONE UGLY CREATURE 
THEY NEVER CHECKED THEMSELVES  IN A MIRROR 
THEY TELL YOU SO THEY TELL YOU NO
THEY HAVE TOLD YOU LONG AGO
FOLLOW THE FLOW AND BEND DOWN LOW
ALL I CAN TELL YOU IS BLOW

THEY SAY DON’T TRY THE GANGES RIVER
THAT’S IF YOU’RE NOT A TRUE BELIEVER
THEY TELL YOU STOP THEY TELL YOU GO
WE HAVE BEEN TOLD LONG AGO
YOU SHOULD EAT NO NO YELLOW SNOW
ONE THING YOU SHOULD DO IS BLOW

THEY TRY TO OVERBLOW YOUR PICTURE
UNTIL YOUR FACE WON’T SHOW IN THE MIRROR
DO AS THEY SAY NOD AND OBEY
WHO YOU ARE DON’T LET IT SHOW
JUST HOPE AND PRAY WAITING FOR THE DAY
WHEN THE TIME HAS COME TO BLOW
BLOW

BLOW (Lyrics)

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Mika Olson Rounds Off His Déepalma Spotlight Album with ‘How Does It Feel’

Closing the circle on his Déepalma Spotlight: Mika Olson album, German-born, Spain-based producer Mika Olson delivers How Does It Feel — a deep, laidback gem that lands 28th November 2025 on Déepalma Records, alongside the full album release.

Showcasing a more relaxed and introspective side, How Does It Feel glides through a warm deep house groove, with hypnotic vocals and a gently pulsing rhythm that pulls you in without ever needing to shout. It’s smooth, soulful, and undeniably Mika — an artist who continues to merge classic house sensibilities with modern production depth.

Influenced by the electronic soundscapes of the ’80s and ’90s, Mika Olson has long been one of Europe’s most respected underground craftsmen. With How Does It Feel, he completes his Spotlight journey in style — balancing emotion, groove, and timeless deep house finesse.

How Does It Feel and Déepalma Spotlight: Mika Olson are out 28th November 2025 via Déepalma Records. 

Déepalma Spotlight: Mika Olson

How Does It Feel?

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DPR PREMIERE: Mika Olson - How Does It Feel?

Silent Light

Narratives  Presents: Echoes |

Echoes I marks the beginning of a new compilation journey shaped by deep yet playful sounds that flow from funk-inspired grooves to peak-time house energy and into soothing, atmospheric pieces. The selection unfolds like a story, moving through moments of groove, emotion, and elevation. From the opening spark to the final track, it offers a seamless blend of rich textures and timeless dance-floor spirit, curated for those who feel music in layers.

Label:
@narrativesmusic

Artist: 
@adriafalcomusic
https://www.instagram.com/adriafalco/

Husa Sounds
@husasounds
www.husasounds.com

Premiere | Adria Falco - Too Funky [Narratives]

New Reggae Tune
titled: FEEL THE VIBES
lyrics and singing by: SENNID
riddim by: TERRY VIBES PRODUCTIONS

SENNID & TERRY VIBES PRODUCTIONS - FEEL THE VIBES

off road over write

Songster version was a little ‘copla’ about not being able to be with, nor without, a loved person.  As usual, I’ve ‘upgraded’ it, process from which you only get the final result, normally. 

But, following lyrics’ contradictions, I not only serve parts with different levels of (dis)order in heavy rock - flamenco sauce, but raw vs very cooked parts as well, starting with the improvised phone recording of the very first idea I had to develop the song, so please excuse my failures and noises.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)  /  I know where you're coming from (Don’t you leave again)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pena,        /  when you come with that sweet sad face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes llorando sin que te duela,     /  when you come crying without any pain,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando dices que quieres hablar conmigo,  /  when you say that you want to talk to me,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando quieres estar al lado mío,                /  when you want to be by my side,

te veo venir (x3)                                           /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pilla,          /  when you come with that sweet sly face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa sonrisa, chiquilla,    /  when you come with that smile, little girl,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

ER33FI03 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016


Factor Integrante

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)

My old SC mate Micah played drums to test a friend’s recording set, and sent me some cuts full of improvised breaks and tempos. I love time changes, yet this was really challenging!

I finally chose two of them and jammed with bass until I learnt his story telling.
Then, I clicked on the red button, again and again.

Drums played ad libitum by Micah Gettys https://soundcloud.com/graphicsontelevisions https://soundcloud.com/letterpressmighty 
Drums engineered and mixed by Dean Johnston https://soundcloud.com/forest-of-dean
Other sounding stuff made in Ruizzoidman's bedroom.
Artwork also makeshifted by Micah Gettys, oh, what a dude !!

Floating Point (with Micah Gettys)

Firstly on easy listening 6/4 bars, I cut some notes out of the main theme so as to give it dynamism, and finally obtained a prime amalgam of 17 quarter notes. I hid any recognizable thing in the accompaniment, and for the organic lines (voice and guitars) I tried the strong rhythm would not fix too much the melodies, first paying a lot of attention, and finally ... just letting me go.

Translated lyrics:

Oídos sordos (17 negras)  /  Deaf ears (17 quarter notes)

Quiero gritar todo lo que siento, estando solo;  /   I want to shout out everything I feel, being alone;
pero gritándolo al viento y si no contesta,  /  but shouting it at the wind and if it doesn’t answer,
dime, ¿de qué me sirve? (bis)  /  tell me, how does that help me? (bis)

Todos los vientos conocen mi historia  /  All the winds know my story
pero no hacen nada.  /  but they don’t do anything.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

He estado aquí y allí gritando como un loco,  /  I’ve been here and there screaming like a madman,
pero todo sigue igual.  /  but it’s all the same.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

Ahora sé que no sirve de nada;  /  Now I know it’s no use;
el viento sois todos que callais al verme,  /  all of you are the wind, silent when you see me,
y dejáis que hable y hable,  /  and letting me speak and speak,
y dejáis que hable y hable y hable.  /  and letting me speak and speak and speak.

No creo que vuelva mañana  /  I don’t think I’ll be back tomorrow
a escuchar vuestro silencio.  /  to listen to your silence.
Quiero encontrar a alguien. (bis)  /  I want to find someone. (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)
Image: "Red eared cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Oídos sordos (17 negras)

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