Hey Mark man, love your timbales in here. Your editing skills are a real asset to the team, too. Love how you're able to pop in cool breaks like this in a lot of our songs. It definitely keeps them from feeling flat. Great song by Carl, too, about our gem of a drummer. Really feels good to be a part of something like this with you, brother man. Always truly a pleasure getting to create with you.

Mark! Awesomeness on the timbale solo!! It’s absolutely amazing! You got some mighty talent, brother!! Appreciate this fantastic alternative mix!!  Always truly honored and humbled..  especially on this one!! You miss no mark!🤩🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼🙏🙏🙏

Nothing else could have honestly honored me more than your absolute amazing timbale solo! 🙌🙌🙌🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼

Funny, i was just fixin to hollar at you and up you pop on my feed--Such an excellent tune here--You guys need to take this show on the road:)

That drum solo you did sounds so cool. What awesome sounding drums those are. Well, unfortunate for us but great for him; Carl's vocals puts ours to shame LOL!! This is another fine production from the great synergy that you've spoken of. Between you and Stephen you guys make everything sound so good.

like the other guys said ,that timbale is like a little extra chocolate chip in your cookie.  like all  your parts, it elevates things and makes the tune better.   cool mix you got too.  sounds great

Rock on bro!🥌👉🏻dig it!👊🏻😎

Hey Mark. Really impressive timbale solo, man! Love everything about this song! Fantastic vocals & lyrics by Carl and of course a beautiful tribute to Ken!🌟 Perfectly done, gentlemen! 😎👌

Realise I'm very late to the party here, Mark but caught Carl's wonderful tribute to Ken on Josh's page and thought it only right to let all of you know how much I love this.  Play a bit of percussion myself, so special plaudits to your work on timbales here, my friend.  Brilliant work, brilliant track!

FloW.

RUN AWAY
(words and music by The Ox Prison)

I don’t have a dime to my name.
They taxed my breath and plowed right thru my brain.
They took my house and gave it to themselves.
They stole my land and poisoned all the wells.

They said run away!
Oh, run away!
Run away! 
Run away!

They said I had to vote to save my soul.
They said: you need the new and not the old.
They said I had to worship evil ways.
They told me:  praise the nights and curse the days!

I wanna run away!
Oh, run away!
Run away!
Run away!

The sun will rise again to shine on me.
From nothing I will lift myself, you’ll see!
And I won’t hide from daylight anymore!
I’ll chase away those rotten to the core!

And they will run away!
Oh, run away!
Run away!
Run away!

Tora - Bass
Mikey P - Vocal, Guitars, Keys
Jimmy D - Drums

Run Away

Manic riff for 2 tenor saxes held together (some of the time) by sensible flutes, 'bass' alto saxes and trad. beat. 
Pic. by NM - from hot air balloon trip in 2007...the first (and last).

Crosstown Dash

I must get this off my chest . If you are approached by Jacob Gilliland from Alamo Records , please don't give him a second of your time , I checked him out and he is just a lowlife scammer preying on the hopes and dreams of talented musicians like yourselves , pondlife should be named and shamed !
Anyway , I wanted to write an anthemic rocker , so I got in touch with my lyricist pal from New York , Andrea Brennan , and she came up with the goods , we hope you like it ! Me and Kim are still hoping to win a song competition , so if you get chance please vote for us http://hofa-contest.com/song/19226/
Many songs coming up with Kim , Dave Cooper , by myself , and Gaz Brownie.
Lots happening Guys and Gals , thank you so much for your time .
Charlotte and I still have our album out there , links below
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

V1
I give half my life to the road
Stadiums and concert halls
I’m running on overload

And with every missed call

 

Pre-chorus
I see your face in the crowd
Hear your voice in my strings

They’re calling me home 
It's been way too long, I miss



Chorus
Your kiss on my lips
Every night, my arms holding you tight

And the world just you and me

The way, (the way) we were always meant to be  

 

V2
The grind is taking its toll
Overdue for a change of pace

Can’t help thinking of you as

I take my place on the stage


Pre-chorus
I see your face in the crowd

Feel your heart in the drums

They’re calling me home
It's been way too long, I miss



Chorus

Your kiss on my lips
Every night, my arms holding you tight

The world just you and me

The way, (the way) we were always meant to be



Bridge
Last show I’ll ever know 

One more encore then hit the road

In twenty four hours, I’ll feel



Chorus
Your kiss on my lips
Every night, my arms holding you tight

The world just you and me

The way, (the way) we were always meant to be

Kiss on My Lips

Salut, voici Malina, mon nouveau titre en solo joué lors d'une session live au hangar de la Barraque à Mirepoix (09)
https://youtu.be/WVCQL9tapCw

Le morceau (version studio) est disponible sur toutes les plateformes 
(Les deux versions sont sur le bandcamp uniquement)
https://music.imusician.pro/a/20XDbO__

Mathieu Torres est un projet intimiste jazz - rock - blues - funk hip hop - qui jongle entre old school et modernité, porté par un son de guitare rond, vivant, chaud, organique dont l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains cosys, calmes et poétiques.

Merci Enormément à Stéphanie Artaud #dirtinthewind pour la prise de vue

Malina Live - Video in description

Tis a noble sport but it does have its downside. The lifespan of a wrestler is typically reduced by 15-20 years attributed to the health consequences of the sumo diet. They are also banned from driving cars partly due to being too big to fit behind a steering wheel. This song, however, is about another fight which we must win!  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSnhY0xBK7k

I’m a sumo wrestler
Don’t fit in a Tesla
I weigh 400 pounds 
Or ‘bout that
And a lotta the food’ll be
Rice, ramen noodles
Yeah
Ya gotta be fat

No gougin ’ no kickin’
Just slappin’ and trippin’
Huff, luffa 
Keep your breathing in sync
Throw salt in the air
Show your palms 
That’s just fair
Make sure your mawashi’s 
Tucked in
   
Le lutteur de Sumo
Il ma fait ‘ah’
Il ma fait ‘oh’
Le lutteur de Sumo
C’est si bon
C’est si beau

No gougin’ no kickin’
Just slappin’ and trippin’
Make sure your mawashi 
Tucked in
 And remind that bozo
Once he touches the doho
It means that he loses
I win

Huffa luffa
Huffa luffa
Huffa luffa

The Sumo Wrestler

Tu viens d’une étrangère planète
Tu me fais vraiment…. tourner la tête
Oh Oh
Your love is so exotic
New romance is our last chance…. for ever
I really wanna one more chance
‘Cause you’re so hypnotic ….my shiny little star…

Tu me fais vraiment tourner la tête
You spin me round like a satellite
Tu me fais vraiment tourner la tête
Oh Oh
Your love is so exotic
New romance is our last chance…. for ever

Oh Oh
Tu me fais vraiment tourner la tête
You spin me round like a satellite
Tu me fais vraiment tourner la tête
Oh Oh Oh

Your love is so exotic
New romance is our last chance…. for ever…for ever
I really wanna one more chance
‘Cause you’re so hypnotic ….my shiny little star

Oh Oh
Oh Oh 

Tu me fais vraiment tourner la tête
You spin me round like a satellite
Tu me fais vraiment tourner la tête
Oh Oh
Your love is so exotic
New romance is our last chance…. for ever…for ever…for ever…

NEW ROMANCE II

Heartache In My Levi's

Just a little pfunkey dancetrack, enjoy and have a good time

pista de baile (funky dancefloor)

L.I.T.O.D.S. - Living in their own delusional society!

Tight jeans up my crack sexy back Bomber Jack
Giving you the skunk face hiding beneath my cap 

It's insane, it's magical a spectacle so sensual you can't believe
Crash the plane ask Jefferson pulling white rabbits out of my sleeve

Class act, ballet corset like Fantasia all glimmer and gloom
Silly fact, smack your back, you're the pink elephant dancing in the room

I follow trends copy styles I'm basically a clone
I'm shallow and love to flirt swipe you under my phone

Like trash under the rug, you're a chad, don't think much more of it
Thriller pose, spitting bones, skulls falling out of my closet

Long ponytail, slim waist, clapping buns, neat and petite figure
No need to be a gold digger men shower me with big figures

I'm accessible, flexible, available and uncopiable virtually impossible
Make you stumble over vocabulary and syllables I'm formidably untouchable

Still though, I'm likeable but actually kind of a noob on Youtube

Casually I make make up tutorials I'm a serial killer Wikipedia
What casualties? Instead love to gossip about commodities and social media

No respect for the dead!

I'm like a bird on Tik Tok an influencer sick who caught the flu and flew
Past Cuckoo's nest invests and who spreads bad tricks and tips you have no clue

Socially awkward an independent woman with bad tendencies 
Blurred transparency corrupted by money and infidelity 

Achieving and stealing scamming and scheming misleading a population
Replacing believing with brainwash the younger generation for viewer sensation?

What an abomination talk about being hollow?
Yeah thumbs up I get a lot of followers

Yo this is wack as fuck! 
This is wack as fuck!
This is wack as fuck!

Living in their own delusional society 
Yeah no wonder no one wants to be with me!

All the single ladies Beyoncé say what? 

Yo this is wack as fuck!
This is wack as fuck!
This is wack as fuck!

Living in their own delusional society 
Yeah no wonder no one wants to be with me!

All the single ladies Beyoncé say what?

Lyrics by Amarya Illude.

L.I.T.O.D.S.

Bombs drop

Super nova lights 
The southern sky
Right before the bombs drop
Ending all of life

1,2
3,4
Shut the fucking door


I walk across this earth
It’s truths written in lies
The sun kisses my face
I’m already dead inside

Before Bomb$ Drop

listen in it's proper order  at Sonic Structure and Silent Stretches https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/scalar-fields?si=a4ded6b0462f4929b3f05def556b0a35&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharinghttps://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/scalar-fields?si=a4ded6b0462f4929b3f05def556b0a35&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

album coming soon to Bandcamp!


instruments and voices: Jeff Gardiner and jo richter (and one outside voice generated via magix hub and some further artefacts that just manifested during the process)
further reading: How Forests Thinl: www.anth.ucsb.edu/sites/secure.lsi…Introduction.pdf
modulation, arrangement and all that: jo richter @sonic-textures
lyrics: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter
image: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter

whilst I was looking
for some kind of semblance
of something somewhere in the tangled undergrowth of
silent thoughts and bellow-voiced persuasions
that might be well described as somewhat sidewinded akin
to the kinesthetics of the barnacles and brambles and
cliffside-dangling while still clinging, perspiration hope
I met the transcendental hobo drifter
down in the scalar fields , tied with a rope
to roaming notions of delusion
and love and love and running from a mistress,
his or mine, known to be crow of crowleyan dimensions

endowed with much renown among the locals
for telling truth and spitting frogs
and hailing hail and splitting rocks
and all the while the transsedential drifter
ate from his open can of beans upon the pitted fire

and whispered ruthless, patient, cunning, sweet
on repeat:

[in the sonic version, the following
icaro is overlaid by a voice-
over explaining the term "icaro"]

„the tunnel of dances
the funnel of trances
the fuel for chances
the focus of tidal glances
paint eyes on your forehead
wide eyes on your forehead
so the jaguar knows
so the jaguar knows
that you are not dead
not asleep and not dead
not asleep and not dead yet.“

and all I heard and all I got and all I simply understood
was to hush that voice, that voice within my head
to hush that voice, that voice within my head

it was then I noticed, not without bewilderment
the wooden spoon in his left hand
a spoon not made of silver
not silver and not gold but wood
and it was then I very nearly understood

scalar fields pt 4: talons heels(reloaded)-with Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches

If I had known it was the last summer, I would have lived every moment deeper - in memory of the greatest loss of my life.

* * *

I still see you in the evening glow,
your laughter drifting with the breeze.
The sun was sinking soft and low,
you moved like time was ours to seize.

I reach for you through fading light,
but all I touch is memory.
A shadow dancing out of sight,
a summer lost to endless sea.

One more dance in fading sun,
one last summer, then you’re gone.
Time runs out, but hearts hold on,
in that light, you still belong.

* * *

Music and Words by FloW., 2025 Generated vocals, shaped by hand. All vocals are synthetically generated. No real voices were used or imitated. The voices serve artistic expression only. Cover image: AI-generated, artist-guided. All samples used are royalty-free and/or properly licensed – including material from Logic Pro and Landr.com.

* * *

More about FloW.: www.iamflow.de
Follow me on Instagram: www.instagram.com/tflow0711

One last summer

'ghetto falsetto' with Harmful if Followed and sixstring mac 

Isaac and the apple:
Mac: music, lyrics and vocals
Harmful/Shane: lyrics, vocals, backups 

one man verity show:
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, backups, art 

Well the night’s effervescent and I’m on fire
Full of anti depressants to blunt my ire
Well aware of the presence of my desire
It feels very pleasant as I get higher
And I’m clad in a fashion to catch the eye
So why does everyone ignore me as I walk by
It would be a different story for a different guy
But I’ll never find the glory unless I try
So why do I lie so low 
Why don’t I let them know
Let them bask in the glow
Of my ghetto falsetto 

Most are fucked up from the drugs they take,
and don't care to interrupt all the love I make,
but I can't quite erupt so, I'll simply fake,
and make believe
that I have climaxed, because all the noise
that keeps me far from relaxed and trapped in the void, 
I've always had a clean nose but perhaps I'll toy 
with singing in falsetto. 

These streets are full of cackles and high pitched screams
A ghetto manifesto haunting my dreams
Monotone narration to a story I know
A baritone ending won’t leave me alone
I’m not crazy it’s the world around me
I’ll deal with the shit eventually 
Then get past the truth I know
That I’m too low for ghetto falsetto 

But it don’t mater how high or how low 
Unless you mean it nobody will know
All you need is the seed and the get go
Let go of the ghetto falsetto

ghetto falsetto (with Harmful if Followed and sixstring mac)

Chills (2025) Remastered

Cast of characters:
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — Ovation guitar, lead vocals, lyrics, and composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST timbale, production editing
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – electric piano and synth
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Telecaster HSS electric guitar

This song began as Carl's tribute poem to our drummer, Ken. Carl came up with the chord progression and started a project, to which he invited the rest of us. This is the third song Eclectic Collective has done that is a tribute by Carl to one of our members.  We couldn't feel more honoured than to be the subjects of his wild and boundless creativity.
  Fittingly, Ken was first in line to add his magnificent drums. Once we had drums, Josh had something to work with to add his bass, which he did shortly after the drums were up. Mark paid the project a visit next, helping out with a bit of production editing, and dropping in a mad percussion solo using his VST timbale drums. Stephen jumped in soon after, adding the melodic electric guitar riffs that appear throughout. Not to be outdone, JJ added some sonically thickening electric piano, as well as the throwback psychedelic synth that pops up towards the end. Finally, Tez came along and added the electrifying solo that appears about a third of the way in, as well as the one at the end. 
  Once the recording was finished, we turned it over to Stephen to mix in his always professional manner. 
  This song is all about our very talented teammate and brother, Ken, and it is well deserved, too. As mentioned, this is the third song from Carl about one of us. It's hard to describe the feeling of having someone who you respect take the time and energy to think about you in such a positive way as to produce a song about you. Then to have all your buddies join in to amplify it to a solid song is just mind-blowing. We are all very grateful to Carl for not only sharing his music with us, but for his thoughtful consideration of each of us as subjects. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

(Original lyrics by The Perfect Dark)
Karakoram human
You decorate good future
As many lose their Gods
You stand tall as suture

Rhythmic mountain maestro
Each day, graft, working hard
So kids can eat
Bruised back sees very best of yard

Still, beats get born of evenings
Deep love finds joules to jam
May generation X soothe meaning
Let's teach the younger pussies what we can

To Ken, from pen, to page, to Music
To friends, Now is when, Good sage soup soothes us
Honest and brave, To Jesus he save
Kudos our maestro of percussive wave

Karakoram human
You decorate good future
As many lose their Gods
You stand tall as suture
Sticks in hand
Cymbals a floating
Snare and bass backbone gland
Tom'ed Ringo Star man keep quoting
Keep life steady paced by hand

To Ken, from pen, to page, to Music
To friends, Now is when, Good sage soup soothes us
Honest and brave, To Jesus he save
Kudos our maestro of percussive wave

Rhythmic Mountain (The Beautiful Dark with Eclectic Collective)

My Lips are on fire(2)

Loving,Nature,Traditions, Children And People In General. I love Music With All My Heart And I Admire All God🙏 Heavenly Souls Blessed With  Singing Voices. Moreover Will Forever, Sincerely, Faithfully, Heartily  Be  Amazed By The Magical Power's Of The Lord Almighty God🙏👑😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇 🙏 🌈💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖🌄🌄🌄🌄💖💖💖💖💖💖💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🌈🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🪘🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄🪄💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🎤🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶
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