Oh Yes. Dancin-disco-funk. Love the theme and title and your killer singing and piano performance. Well done Donna. ;)

Refreshing and unique song, love the beat and synth sounds!!!

What a bop! delightful  engaging music !  Love this !!!

Great song!  CAN I BRING MY PIANO TO MARS? Too expensive and would sound completely different!

Shock the Algorithm

ME & MYSELF
Written, Performed, Produced & Mastered
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2022 AB Music
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6N3NU2j2fdY

I'M HEARING A SOUND AND IT'S LOUD 
AND IT'S CALLING AND SHOUTING TO ME
I'M HEARING THE WORDS OF A SONG ALL ALONG
THEY'RE ALL RINGING YOUR NAME

MAYBE THERE'S SOMETHING
I'M HEARING SOMETHING STRANGE OUTSIDE
MAYBE IT'S JUST ME AND MYSELF

THE LIVING THE LAUGHING THE TALKING
THE CRYING IT COME TO ME
I'M HEARING THE WORD'S THAT YOU LEFT
NOW YOUR GONE AND IT'S CLEAR TO SEE

I'LL TELL YOU SOMETHING
I'M FEELING SOMETHING STRANGE OUTSIDE
I BELIVE IT'S JUST ME AND MYSELF
(break)
I'LL TELL YOU SOMETHING
I'M FEELING SOMETHING

SO DEEP IN THE NIGHT AND IT'S BRIGHT
AND IT'S LIKE IT'S SHINING ON ME
I'VE BEEN RIDING THE TIDE IT'S SO HIGH
LIKE A KITE I WISH YOU COULD SEE

I SEEING SOMETHING
I'M FEELING SOMETHING STRANGE OUTSIDE
IT'S ONLY SHINING ON ME AND MYSELF

ME AND I

ME MYSELF I

ME AND MYSELF

ME & MYSELF (see info for video link)

This is a song about ones we have loved & lost and whom have profoundly touched us

My Dear Soul

Ma fille quand elle avait 20 ans a passé 2 mois en hôpital psychiatrique . Les paroles de la chanson sont le reflet de ce dont elle se souvient et notre ressenti quand on allait la voir . Philippe a su retranscrire en musique toutes les étapes psychologiques par lesquelles elle et nous , ses parents sommes passés. Merci à Thibault pour les passages en anglais qui apportent une intensité incroyable au titre .  
My 20-year-old daughter spent 2 months in a psychiatric hospital. The song's lyrics reflect what she remembers and how we felt when we went to see her. Philippe was able to transcribe into music all the psychological stages she and we, her parents, went through. Thanks to Thibault for the English passages, which bring an incredible intensity to the track.  
Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur mélodiste : Guillaume DULER   Chant et arrangements couplets anglais : Thibault DERACHE



Lyrics:
I live without really existing
I swim in a sea of darkness
My heart is a mass of scars
I wrap my body in dark veils

Je me sens silence dans ce malaise hanté
Je vis sans présent je n'ai plus d'avant d'après
Ces voix qui me tourmentent
Et me cueillent les fleurs d'un mal
Me poussent dans de lentes
Rondes abyssales

Je suis un fantôme dans un corps naufragé
J'accroche ma raison aux crochets de mes vivants
Les yeux ouverts d'angoisses
Sur l'amour de mes parents
Leur peine qui m'enlace
Me transperce violemment

Mes nuits à errer en habit de papier
Dans des couloirs morts d'ennui à perpétuité
J'ai peur dans ce grand vide
Qui me brûle comme un démon
Comme un trop long suicide
Dépression sans horizon

Des silhouettes blanches ombres en apesanteur
Dansent autour de moi interrogent mes douleurs
Mes mots restent en prison
Dans l'enfer de mes pensées
Mon esprit tourne en rond
Sur une route damnée

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

My mind is going on board on my drunkness ship
I only wanna take an easy and quiet trip
I wanna stay the course to avoid all the storms
On the ocean of my hours I want to stay in the norms

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

I live without really existing
I swim in a sea of darkness
My heart is a mass of scars
I wrap my body in dark veils

I feel silence in this haunted malaise
I live without present I have no before or after
These voices that torment me
And pick the flowers of an evil
Push me into slow
Abyssal rounds

I'm a ghost in a shipwrecked body
I hang my reason on the hooks of my living
Eyes open with anguish
On the love of my parents
Their grief embracing me
pierces me violently

My nights wandering in paper clothes
In dead corridors of perpetual boredom
I'm afraid in this great emptiness
That burns me like a demon
Like too long a suicide
Horizonless depression

White silhouettes weightless shadows
Dance around me, question my pain
My words remain in prison
In the hell of my thoughts
My mind spins in circles
On a damned road

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

My mind is going on board on my drunkness ship
I only wanna take an easy and quiet trip
I wanna stay the course to avoid all the storms
On the ocean of my hours I want to stay in the norms

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER Juillet 2023
Thibault DERACHE:
https://soundcloud.com/user-313022683?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

M.E..N...T....A.....L     (  Feat Thibault DERACHE ) TRANSLATED

Two short improvisations for this track....

LAST DRINK CLUB.

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released March 1st - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=80YWaTAt8Gc
-------------------------------------------
lyrics:
We've been through a lot, a lot of shit
now it's time to fight, fight against
against this depression and evil vibe
this is the time we will take over our lives

We've been submersed deep deep down
we've lost our faith into this evil town
we have to get back, get back to our own feet
we had enough, enough with this shit!

and now we have our head up high
we know what it's true and never dies
and now we step up with god's command
we won't take it anymore, not get stuck into the sand

It won't take forever just to reach our dream
it won't take forever to delete the bad scene
it won't take forever to hold your hand
it won't take forever to the promised land

it won't take forever to live again
it won't take forever to face the sun
it won't take forever, it won't take forever!

Rock and Roll Kills

It Won't Take Forever

kolinje III(demo)

To Higher Ground

When I heard the truth,
I began to shake
My legs gave way,
all I could do
was tremble and wait
Now I stand,
unafraid and awake
Waiting for
the day of the Lord

If trees don’t bloom,
no fruit on the vine,
crops disappear,
and there is no wine
Flocks are cut off,
herds gone from their stalls
What shall we do
when we’ve lost it all?

I will thank the Lord, He saves,
giving me the strength to carry on
Making my feet swift as deer,
To higher ground He leads on

The Lord is in 
His holy place
Let all the earth 
seek His holy face
For all the earth
filled with glory be,
as the waters
cover the sea

I will thank the Lord, He saves,
giving me the strength to carry on
Making my feet swift as deer,
to higher ground He leads on

If anyone wishes to come after Him, 
deny the self, take up the cross and follow Him. 
For whoever wishes to save their life will lose it;
But whoever loses their life for His sake will find it. 

For what does it profit to gain the whole world and
lose your soul? Or what will you give in exchange
for your soul?

For the Son of Man is going to come in the glory
of His Father with His angels, and will then repay 
every one according to their deeds

To Higher Ground

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

Another unpretentious pop song. I kind of like the chorus and the instrumental bridge. It should be shorter, but it came out that way, with an extra minute.

since she's gone

Island of nowhere now has animated story: https://youtu.be/iM8xy-xHlrQ?feature=shared
Hope you enjoy it!

island of nowhere (cartoon)

Cinematic and Orchestral Music
Picture by MarWin55
Franck C Production
Music by Franck Charles
ASCAP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tB4QzfTFg8A

Expedition

this one pretty much wrote itself when i found myself staring at a blank sheet of paper for ages,
tapping my pen annoyingly and waiting for something to happen........a live take with a bit of piano........cheers for having a listen......



           PEN TO PAPER 
 
my pen can write a letter of love
describe to you the stars above
congratulate you on your gain
comfort you when your in pain

console you in your time of need
tell you that you're loved indeed
but if i told you how i feel today
my pen would be cruel

my pen can sign my life away
to own a house i'll never pay
then write it in a thank you note
for the monstrous debt that i now owe

my pen has got me in trouble deep
sometimes so much i cannot sleep
if i were to write about myself
my pen would be cruel

i don't pretend to understand
what's going on upstairs
i just try to keep it to myself
sometimes it's better, to hide it all away
i know to you that that don't make much sense

my pen can tell you how and why
my love for you could never die
write the words with even flow
so you would never have to know

my pen is guarded at the gate
it hides my secrets can't escape
and if they did then you would know
my pen can be so cruel

misanthropy, philanthropy, 
evilness and empathy    
my pen belongs in their mirrored halls
it's inky eye looks through them all

there's nothing it can't see right through
the things you thought that no one knew
now written there right in front of you
the pen can be so cruel

my pen can talk what i can't speak
and go where i don't want to be
from a prison cell to a sunburst sky
turn the truth against a lie

write a wrong into a right
turn a long day into night
the burden can be so heavy
when the pen can be so cruel

Pen To Paper

Cast of Characters:

Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition

Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Epiphone Les Paul electric guitar

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass, and Roland organ

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production

  
This song began when Joe, feeling a bit nostalgic, wrote the lyrics and composed it on his acoustic guitar. He recorded it and sang it with expert harmonies, then decided to share it with Eclectic Collective. We were all very excited to get work on our second song with Joe, as we all admire his songwriting.

  First up was Tez this time, oddly enough. He was able to identify all the fill spots and light up the solo without the rest of us even adding anything yet. Next came Ken, who usually goes first, adding his steady grooving drums and tasty percussion. Once the drums were down, Josh completed the rhythm section by adding his fretted bass. He also worked out an organ part to give the whole sound a bit of thickness. Also adding some thickness and texture, Stephen added a clean electric rhythm part, as well. 

  Once we had it in can we asked Stephen to mix and produce it for us, which he did in his always expert fashion. 

  This, as mentioned, is Eclectic Collective's second song with Joe, and we all enjoyed bringing it to life with him. He's a wonderful collaborator and an all around good dude. Do yourself a favor and go check out his page, which is rich in great songs. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Original lyrics by Joe Stroffolino:

If you find yourself in trouble and you think you've lost your way. 
Here's hoping that you find a path to a better day.
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope you find all the answers to all those questions vexing you.
I hope you can find a way not to bite off more than you can chew.
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality
All those places that you said that you wanted to see.
I hope they're as good as you expected them to be.
I want you to know that you hold a special place in my heart.
I think about you often even though we are apart.
They say that when you love somebody sometimes you gotta be willing to let them go.
You gotta let them spread their wings and fly wherever the wind decides to blow. 
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope that you're happy. I hope that you're doing well.  I sure hope that you're doing swell.You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality

Hope That You Are Happy - (Eclectic Collective with Joe Stroffolino)

you dirty sod...you dirty bastard...you dirty f#$kr...what a f#$ng rotter...Dec 1976...The Sex Pistols brief live TV interview with  presenter Bill Grundy resulted in 30 seconds of Profanity as a very drunk Steve Jones, goaded on by a drunk and lecherous Grundy, let him have it... the encounter was headline news the next day and controversy followed .... 
here is a  link to the 90 second interview that cost Mr. Grundy his job.
https://youtu.be/boQGEyAcZwo?si=AkWVhxeDK7PJeRJ0

Now, as my angst turns to anger with the politics of today,  I borrow Mr. Jones' knack for the profane to punctuate my verse..thx Steve.
...like him I'm just an ole punk rocker in decay...

What Steve Jones Once Said

To all you two-faced
Doublespeak
Money grabbing politicians 
Noise polluting nonsense
I'll say what Steve Jones once said
#&*!@$!!!!
His voice inside my head

To all this short-stick
Tariff shit
Fascist reboot coalition
Nimby ploys and Brownshirt boys
I'll say what Steve Jones once said
&%$#@!!!
His words I have retread

This sonic stone I throw
To Pistol poke the bear
I like to speak some drunk Steve Jones
To the greed
And gob out there

To all you warmonger 
Border breakers
Bomb us to submission 
Wading through your wickedness 
I’ll say what Steve Jones once said
#$%^&!!!
All the lies I have been fed

To all you MAGA rights
And you ultra lefts
Stoking this division
Shut yer traps I'm sick of you
I'll give you some Steve Jones instead
@#%$&!!!
Now our words are wed

His curses from the past
A crude footnote in history 
I have recycled and rehashed
Bill Grundy’s moment
Of infamy

Lyrics HotR/Jones
Music HotR

What Steve Jones Once Said

Excited (2006)

A Very Important Question ~~
Lyric Video :
https://youtu.be/oZEhkRr11po?si=yxviwZR-67UThEkU

CAN I BRING MY PIANO TO MARS

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CAN I BRING MY PIANO TO MARS

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