Impressive how rhythm slides at times there is impressive work and the result is very poetic

This is serious business, I will have to come back several times, ... this is good because I can, easily = )

Deep belly bass clarinet sounds wonderful....happy scarecrow!

All encompassing...a non plus ultra...hats off

@rick-4-1 on drums
@phil-mcwalter on the other stuff

SLEEP LIKE YOU

For you 
I’m going to find a new place - for you
I’m going to buy a new heart - for you
I’m going to build a new bed - for you
Slip like any new kind of sail 
Swoop like any brave kind of bird
Into heather, purple heather 
On our pillows
Into clover, fresh picked clover
In our minds
But no-one I know
Sleeps like you do
No-one I’ve ever known - except you
But no-one I know
Sleeps like you do
No-one I’ve ever known - except you
Do you want to dream?
For you 
I’m going to find a new place - for you
I’m going to buy a new heart - for you
I’m going to build a new bed - for you
Slip like any new kind of sail 
Swoop like any brave kind of bird
Into heather, purple heather 
On our pillows
Into clover, fresh picked clover
In our minds
But no-one I know
Sleeps like you do
No-one I’ve ever known - except you
But no-one I know
Sleeps like you do
No-one I’ve ever known - except you
Do you want to dream?

© Phil McWalter April 2022

Sleep Like You

For the ‘different’, people the ones who stood out, who didn’t fit in. The 'odd' ones who were picked on in school, distrusted as adults, stayed away from. Maybe you know them, maybe you are them. This is a song for them/us. 

Johnny and Mary found each other and in their own tiny world they allow each other to be who they are.

Delighted to share the guitar duties with the fantasitic Johnny Mc Farlane!  Thank you my friend.

Music & Lyrics by Finn Eces
Performed & Produced Finn Eces

Johnny & Mary

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Tomorrow, 22 August 2022, marks ten years since my brother Bri died. Hard to believe. I remember that day as if it were yesterday. His ashes were released into the River Thames, from the towpath that runs alongside Fulham football ground (quaintly known as ‘Craven Cottage’). He’d been a lifelong supporter of the club so this seemed a very appropriate resting place for him.

For those unaware of the sporting ritual, nearly every year since 1839, there's been a boat race on The Thames between Oxford & Cambridge Universities, held on a course between Putney and Mortlake. It is quite the occasion, with crowds lining the banks of the river for much of the four mile, 374 yard distance. It is broadcast live by the BBC and the Fulham stadium can clearly be seen as the crews row past. Guess who we think of when that happens?

When we were kids, we lived on a housing estate just a couple of minutes from the river, so Boat Race Day was always special. Every family was either a vehement supporter of the light blues of Cambridge or the dark blues of Oxford which seemed quite normal at the time but, thinking back, appears quite odd now. We were all decidedly lower class, with precious little chance of attending any university, let alone Oxbridge. But I clearly remember having a punch up with another kid on the estate because he supported Oxford. Total madness…but in my defence, I was very young at the time.

The family ritual was to watch the race on the telly until it reached Hammersmith Bridge, run to the river to watch the boats go by and then run back to see the finish. You still hear folks say “We had to make our own fun in those days” and I rather think this custom now falls into that deeply enigmatic category.

So that’s how Bri’s death has become inextricably linked to The Boat Race and the thoughts I have of him when the drone cameras look down upon the crews as they zoom past Craven Cottage. The fond memories always win out over the political bewilderment…and, strange as it may seem, I still want Cambridge to win.

For you, Bri. We miss you. (Terry Reeves)

Ten years of ashes floating, reasons to find
Connected thoughts search sensitive mind
Watery echoes continue, grieving combined
Reluctant tidal memories, questions behind

Never to forget you're all part of me

Cambridge beat Oxford, repair some sorrow 
But cannot add smiles to a never tomorrow 
A two to one chance, exciting times borrow 
History growing up, running riverside to follow

Never to forget you're all part of me

Ten years have past left me standing here
No harmony practice, new song to appear
Every heartbeat 4/4 beat counting each year 
Independence not requested, vocal unclear

Never to forget you're all part of me

From Birth to final moments always there
No feeling exchanged or choosing to care
50 years of musical lifetime joined with stare 
Total love for a brother, dreams cannot share

Never to forget you're all part of me
Never to forget you’re all part of me

RELEASE THE ASHES - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Ever felt like life is passing you by?

You're just crossing off the days?

Ticking down the time?
_______________________________________________________________

Ticking

Ticking down the time.
Nowhere at the speed of light,
Nothing in my mind.
A dream of futures past.
Precious in my heart,
But it never came to pass.
Rearranged all my drawers of memory's worn out socks,
Corrected all my broken lifetime's kitchen clocks.
Just ticking down the time.

Ticking down the time.
Backwards at the speed of life,
Burdened in my mind.
Who stole it all away?
The clarity of thought
That defined me yesterday.
Dusted all the volumes on my memory's shelf,
Time-lapsed photographic of my former self.
Just ticking down the time.

Tomorrow calls in shades of black,
I swear these walls are staring back,
We waltz our falls in spiral mime,
Just ticking down the time.

Ticking down the time.
Lights out on the road ahead,
Fog come down behind.
Ready to anoint
The corpse of a life history
Shrivelled to a point.
JPEG'd out the detail of the smiling years,
Algorithmically compressed into this room of tears,
Where I'm just ticking down the time.
_______________________________________________________________

Photo by Charles Deluvio on Unsplash

Ticking

The gentle tone of the Strings and ripples will heal your heart. 
Music that allows you to forget all your worries and relax. Your mind will be stable and you will feel sleepy naturally, and you will feel better and wake up in the morning. Music that makes you feel at ease and happy even a little, free from various troubles. 
Healing music that makes you feel peaceful.

Healed In The Forest

I totally enjoyed working on this great muterial piece. @muterial
https://soundcloud.com/muterial/off-the-rails?si=a6b1a2e3991749eb9b11b7d1a39bf1f9&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Check out the amazing playlist:
https://soundcloud.com/muterial/sets/off-the-rails-collaborations?si=ccc58273972244ba9b2384aedcfa416a&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Off The Rails | muterial [Miraculous Imprint Mix]

The video for Drawbridge can be found here: https://youtu.be/RXHflm14XGI
Thank You for listening.  I appreciate.

Dave

Believe it or not:
DRAWBRIDGE was created at my home studio and referenced a hugely popular pop song called Driver's License by Olivia Rodrigo. The song sounds nothing like Driver's License but drew inspiration from this song's sound textures and arrangement. DRAWBRIDGE was crafted to deliver an emotional tension and buildup in a similar fashion.

Draw Bridge
By David Husted

V1
The universe gives up her memory
As time goes back to sleep
The Vast so relatively small before
The still begins to dream
Gravity reach out and compose               
A new cosmos, a new symphony
 
We presuppose our stories while we craft our little biographies
Shutting out infinities inside little rooms of quantum suffering
and who could have dreamed that our heart beats in everything
And this new beginning is an old song received
 
V2
Without my thoughts this pen still writes
I will travel to the end 
Where time is running out, 
without traces , without breath
We dance between the atoms 
With the Shamans and Ignorance.    

We presuppose our stories while we craft our little biographies
Shutting out infinities inside little rooms of quantum suffering
and who could have dreamed that our heart beats in everything
And this new beginning is an old song received

ch

somehow I knew, I knew, but I could not cross that Bayou
This castle is magic please lower down that Drawbridge 
Space slept with time so fine just before the Big Bang
Then gravity and light beams exploded on the main screen

Star dust, black holes, white dwarf super nova
Then planets, imagine they somehow even managed to make us
Trees, this breeze, this miracle of life seething
Madly, so madly love lowered down that Drawbridge

outro
We presuppose our stories while we craft our little biographies
Shutting out infinities inside little rooms of quantum suffering
and who could have dreamed that our heart beats in everything                    
And this new beginning is an old song received  received
From before the next heart beat begins

Drawbridge

The Castle

Stephen a.k.a. @texmex-shaman and I have worked on some epic multi-artist collab tracks before (like The Holy Dumpling), but this is the first time that just the two of us have worked together. I came up with the beat and synths and because of the dubby kind of style I thought it was just dying for some guitars. I was stoked that Stephen agreed to take a run at this and even more so after hearing the results! The mixing on this one is a joint effort too.

Watered Down - w/ TexMex Shaman

After listening to this incredible guitar piece, I instantly connected to it. I'm grateful for Nenad agreeing to let me collaborate. We hope you like it!

Original guitar and composition by Neno J. @user-442202241:  

Writing and vocals Dylan White 

Lyrics

He thought he was invincible
She thought she was immune
Love it found them in the dark
It found them out too soon

Love was unavoidable
She said she didn't care
He hid his head beneath the sand
And it caught them unaware

When love unfolds
There's no control

A glance, a smile, a kiss, they found love, chased dreams, vowed to never let it die
A love so blind

A dream, a life of love, they held on, pulled through, always giving it a try
A state of mind

They fell on to hard times, they fell so so hard
They failed to see the signs, and they fell apert
Alone and on their knees
Their love had just deceased

Clinging to the love they knew
Fighting in despair
Love had taken everything
There was nothing left to share

Pain is unavoidable
The heart can feel old
Love takes a lifetime to be learnt
It's not a story quickly told

Quickly Told Story (Collab with Neno J)

In The Belly Of A Scarecrow

Bogus Fortune Teller

In the realm of maybe - Indeterminate situazioni

To quote Josh (Entheogenic Psychonaut)
"This is a song that originated with Steve of Steve's Planet. He came up with a really cool guitar instrumental and the vocals, which he is very passionately singing,  while travelling through the primordial forests of Central Europe and shared it with all of us. I added the bass and the electric piano. Tez (Llanpsych) added the really cool guitar parts that sound like orchestral violins. Ken (K2 and the Three, and K2 and the Four) added the perfectly complimentary rolling drums. Stephen (TexMex Shaman) added the awesome, trippy sitar and pulled the whole thing together as an expert producer and mixer. Tez also mastered it. Hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we did making it."

Bird in the Blue Sky

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Steve Roy (Canada) Electric Bass. Fender Rhodes Rhythm. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Godin Nylon acoustic Guitar Rhythm. Gibson SG Electric Guitar Rhythm. String Quartet, 1st & 2nd Violins, Cello, Bowed Acoustic Bass. Tenor Saxophone solo. Vibraphone solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Flute solo. Trap Drum set Full kit. Percussion Tambourine, Ago go bells. 22" Zildjan Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Release Me

Rain Flower 2

Regret

Last month my friend Jeff/Stonerjazz sent me a preview of this song he was about to release (https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679/01-i-still), and he was so kind to ask me if I wanted to add anything to it. We had been planning a collaboration for months, so I happily started to work on it, recording a few instrumental tracks. I got inspired from Jeff's amazing lyrics and vocal harmonies, and we're both happy about the way this tune turned out to sound.
A wonderful collaboration that we'd like to dedicate to all of you SoundCloud maestros, wishing everyone a happy new year. Peace, love and happiness...

LYRICS:

captured in the eddy of the river bright, the still life painted with the colors of the soul, the dead-eyed and the damaged wander through the landscape of the misty light without compassion for our plight.
even in the darkest night there’s drops of paint, notes from my guitar, and tiny light that usher in such lush delights, though worthless in the merchants eye, the maestro has the wings to fly…
it’s a big mess, got a hole in my chest, taken down and crushed like apples in a press, i confess to everything i’ve ever done. every single one of us… on the run.
when minds are quiet, the stink of revolution floats in the air, and the overlords they waste away in deep despair… slippin in the deep end not so quietly. fantastic sights!!
tin can rattle in the back, living in a tiny shack, standing in the middle of a two lane blacktop gazing at a cloud i saw some thirty years ago.

Stonerjazz : vocals
Teth Sin : electric & acoustic guitars, bass, samplers (mellotron, drums, piano)

Original composition, arrangement, mix, mastering & cover artwork design by Teth Sin
Lyrics by Stonerjazz

The Maestro

The Maestro | feat. Stonerjazz

* Personal Music projects:

     - Gonzo J. Francès: Alternative songs

     - Morosgovanyi: Experiments with noise and FX

     - DJ: next upcoming...


* Other bands or parallel projects in link section

Thanks for stopping by. Listenings & comments are very appreciate it.

Contact: gonzojfrances@gmail.com

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