It became quite spectacularly good, I'm amazed, thanks Uziel för doing this...

Really cool to hear you two combining forces!

I love this more each time I listen. My favourite song on S C

Really quite beautiful. lovely poem and rendering. Super nice collab from Ya'll...:):)

the collection of collaborations nic has been part of outside his regular band constellations.

the worx

Ultraviolet

paradise

Here Are Flowers

First Song in the Collaboration between NIC and Uziel.  Inviting live Guitar and elements of Electronica to make a creative and inspiring venture! More to come :)  

Special thanks to NIC!

Please check out his sound cloud for more!
https://soundcloud.com/nic_nic_nic

NIC: Initial Concept, Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Synth, Drums, Production
 
Listen to the original composition here:
https://soundcloud.com/nic_nic_nic/here-are-flowers-for-uziel

Uziel: Background vocals, Rhodes, Electronic Elements, Ambient Noises, Partial Arrangement, Production

The lyrics are from Ameen Rihani's poem called "Water and Flowers" from the year 1921.

Thanks for listening!

Lyrics:

Here are flowers,
Oh, My beloved!
Here are flowers!

Let us lay our hearts today...
Among the flowers
Let us not be led astray
By the mirage far away

Here is verdure
And in verdure
Love embowers
(Here are flowers)
And embowers

(ahh...)

Here are springs
Oh, My beloved 
Here are springs!

Let us rest and build a nest
Near the springs
Let us cease of our weary quest
For the mountains of the blessed

Here is water and in water
Blessing sings!
Blessing sings!

-Instrumental Break-

Ohh, wooooo

Here are springs
Oh My beloved!
Here are springs

Let us rest and build a nest
Let us cease our weary quest...
For the mountains of the blessed
Here is water
And in water blessing sings
Blessings sings

For you and I
Some day we will touch the sky
You and I
Touch the sky
You and I 
Will someday touch the sky
You and I
Touch the sky...
(You and I...)

Here Are Flowers (Collaboration with NIC)

closer

This is the third one-on-one collaboration from me and @texmex-shaman , I think Stephen and I make such a good creative team, have loved working with him! I had been holding onto this track for some time because I felt it was missing something. Finally sent it to Stephen and he immediately could imagine guitar played with an e-bow weaving in and out. He absolutely nailed the vibe that I was going for, I think his part perfectly builds on the mood that I'd been trying to develop. Hope you will also enjoy giving it a listen!

Space Face -  w/ TexMex Shaman

The Smoking Trout is a SoundCloud collaborative band that released the LAND of ZED concept album in 2021-2022: https://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/sets/land-of-the-zed ... and is now developing this new work-in-progress follow-up project, the QUEST for the HOLY DUMPLING: https://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/sets/quest-for-the-holy-dumpling 

The SMOKING TROUT is:

Stonerjazz (Jeff) -- Vocals, lyrics, concept/story ... @user-911083679 
Uziel -- vocals, special effects and production magic during end section ... @user-455619833 
TexMex Shaman (Stephen)-- guitar and artwork ... @texmex-shaman
Sonic Structure and Silent Stretches (Jo)-- lyrics/poem and orchestral soundscape ... @sonic-textures
Tea R. Sea (Terry)-- drums & bass, synth, production ... @tea-are-sea

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Lyrics, by Stonerjazz and Jo Richter

I just wanted to get out of the house for a day or two
I got my little backpack out of the closet
and put It on
put my thumb out on the road
and I was gone
And the next thing that I know
I'm standing In the middle of new Mexico
one thousand miles and two months down the line
Along a two lane blacktop ln the desert sun-
A bus A bus
with a destination of infinity
comes by and stops right ln front of me
and as l board, l begin to spout a verse of poetry that l know nothing about
and lt does not belong to me 
ln someone else's voice
l did not seem to have a choice--
(The poem, by Jo Rlchter)
------
To feed the foodless
you require fire
but how do you nourish 
those wanting a mind of their own?
do you mess up their lives
with Olympian lre
or serve them a dish
of the altered kind-
The old one who spoke made pause dramatic
then asked the question
ln a very low voice
or would you invoke
an old myth cathartic
to force into action
To colour each cholce
The divine assembly
all nodded their chins
and sald "Sanat Kumara"
you've got what lt takes
We'll teach some Hag ln Albuquerque
The ropes of how the dumplings begins
and these guys will come from near and far
to taste the wondrous dish she makes
------
Stu sald: Turn this Bus around
we're Albuquerque Bound
This guy just sald
there's a dumpling cooking ln that town
You may ask why some of us are looking for another paradigm
Trying to stop the world for just a moment
searching quietly as l think
Pessimism ls completely underrated
lt's lt's own worst enemy
as emotions go
There's just the wind ln the windows
Remlnlcent of distant overlapping chatter
of souls that came before and after
as we're all staring ln disbelief 
at the panorama through the Stink

New Mexico (HOLY DUMPLING #5) by the Smoking Trout: Stonerjazz, Uziel, TexMex Shaman, & Jo

From the virtual SoundCloud outfit 'The Smoking Trout'---This is 'New Mexico' and it's the latest saga in the quest for the holy dumpling.  
As always surrounded by a brilliant group of musicians and I'm honored to be along for this one.

The Smoking Trout is : 

Tea R Sea--(Terry) Bass/ Drums/ Synth/ Producer extraordinaire/ Artwork
UZlEL---Vocallst(of the most amazing kind)/ Production and arrangement
TexMex Shaman--(Stephen) Guitarist extraordinaire/producer/ Art work
Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches (Jo)-Poet extraordinaire/ lyrical consultant/lyrics/ Synth(cello and woodwinds)
StonerJazz(jeff) Lyrics/Vocals/concept/quality control 

Had a wonderful time with this and hope you enjoy! 


Lyrics

I just wanted to get out of the house for a day or two
I got my little backpack out of the closet
and put It on
put my thumb out on the road
and I was gone
And the next thing that I know
I'm standing In the middle of new Mexico
one thousand miles and two months down the line
Along a two lane blacktop ln the desert sun-
A bus A bus
with a destination of infinity
comes by and stops right ln front of me
and as l board, l begin to spout a verse of poetry that l know nothing about
and lt does not belong to me
ln someone else's voice
l did not seem to have a choice--

(The poem, by Jo Rlchter)
------
To feed the foodless
you require fire
but how do you nourish
those wanting a mind of their own?
do you mess up their lives
with Olympian lre
or serve them a dish
of the altered kind-
The old one who spoke made pause dramatic
then asked the question
ln a very low voice
or would you invoke
an old myth cathartic
to force into action
To colour each cholce
The divine assembly
all nodded their chins
and sald "Sanat Kumara"
you've got what lt takes
We'll teach some Hag ln Albuquerque
The ropes of how the dumplings begins
and these guys will come from near and far
to taste the wondrous dish she makes
------
Stu sald: Turn this Bus around
we're Albuquerque Bound
This guy just sald
there's a dumpling cooking ln that town
You may ask why some of us are looking for another paradigm
Trying to stop the world for just a moment
searching quietly as l think
Pessimism ls completely underrated
lt's lt's own worst enemy
as emotions go
There's just the wind ln the windows
Remlnlcent of distant overlapping chatter
of souls that came before and after
as we're all staring ln disbelief
at the panorama through the Stink

New Mexico(As we're just Starin)- from "The Quest for the Holy Dumpling"#5 --The Smoklng Trout

The Smoking Trout collaborative is back with another installment in the story of the Quest for the Holy Dumpling! On this one, me, Jeff, Uziel, and Stephen are joined by Tot for the first time. He sent us an awesome beat to serve as the rhythmic backbone to this new song. Then Stephen totally funkified it with guitar, Uziel gave a stellar performance on vocals with some original lyrics, and Jeff and I contributed just the right amount of weirdness. Hope you will enjoy!

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals, Lyrics, and Vocal Production

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Bass & Lead/Rhythm Guitar funkiness

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Modulated Guitar & Vocaloid melodies

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

* Tea R. Sea -- Synth, Sound Effects & Production

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Catch up with the first 5 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: https://on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

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

All those normal little things... pass us by, pass ussssssss
mirage of migrant, trucks full of food tiny boutiques nose up looking down
street dancers, performers, the arts little stalls selling fruit

and the bus tumbles through

HOWEVER GUS, You remember Gus? The driver of this bus...
Regretfully informs us that our engine food is at the edge of E, and the only thing we'll be running on soon is fumes

And as we approach, We can hear
A dusty massive heart beating city industry eldritch being and foreboding
Sitting atop his sky scrapers gloating
"Hungry enough yet?" It's beastly maw cries! "It's 10 for 5 and the price only went up 6.7%
Nothing to you, you're worker bees and you can make more honey, can't you?"

While yes that's true
We are the life blood that flow through
But people like me and you
Can't afford it

Fortune cookie flavor our journey
It's the last I got
I'm looking for the old woman
The gate keeper to the other side
Where we have the wholly divide
Away from this hellish relish
And Instead:
Dumpling soup, dumpling plump, fried in foie gras butter perhaps?
Holy condiment burns through fiery on your Thai chili adjusted tongue,

BUT THAT'S JUST ME! It tastes different for everyone

"OH, I can't help it!

We are all starving, the bus is outta' gas, and spewing smoke, Gus is cussing up a storm, Roberta's lighting up her last swiff... I think Larry's getting water?... but we're all outta food"
said Jimmy to Sally and Stu

All digging through our pockets to get the last crumb or two
Looking forward to what we have to share
But it looks like
It's not a lot

Dumpling Stew (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #6) w/ Uziel, Stonerjazz, TexMex Shaman & Tot

The Smoking Trout collaborative is back with another installment in the story of the Quest for the Holy Dumpling! On this one Jeff, Uziel, Terry and I are joined by Tot for the first time. He sent us an awesome beat to serve as the rhythmic backbone to this new song. 
Then I funkified it with the bass and guitar, Uziel gave a stellar performance on vocals with some original lyrics, and Jeff and Terry contributed just the right amount of weirdness. Terry also did an incredible job with editing this all together during the production phase!   Hope you will enjoy!

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals, Lyrics, and Vocal Production

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Bass guitar, Lead & Rhythm Guitar funkiness

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Modulated Guitar & Vocaloid melodies

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

* Tea R. Sea - @tea_are_sea -- Synth, Sound Effects & Production/Editing

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Catch up with the first 5 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
-------------

Lyrics:

All those normal little things... pass us by, pass ussssssss
mirage of migrant, trucks full of food tiny boutiques nose up looking down
street dancers, performers, the arts little stalls selling fruit

and the bus tumbles through

HOWEVER GUS, You remember Gus? The driver of this bus...
Regretfully informs us that our engine food is at the edge of E, and the only thing we'll be running on soon is fumes

And as we approach, We can hear
A dusty massive heart beating city industry eldritch being and foreboding
Sitting atop his sky scrapers gloating
"Hungry enough yet?" It's beastly maw cries! "It's 10 for 5 and the price only went up 6.7%
Nothing to you, you're worker bees and you can make more honey, can't you?"

While yes that's true
We are the life blood that flow through
But people like me and you
Can't afford it

Fortune cookie flavor our journey
It's the last I got
I'm looking for the old woman
The gate keeper to the other side
Where we have the wholly divide
Away from this hellish relish
And Instead:
Dumpling soup, dumpling plump, fried in foie gras butter perhaps?
Holy condiment burns through fiery on your Thai chili adjusted tongue,

BUT THAT'S JUST ME! It tastes different for everyone

"OH, I can't help it!

We are all starving, the bus is outta' gas, and spewing smoke, Gus is cussing up a storm, Roberta's lighting up her last swiff... I think Larry's getting water?... but we're all outta food"
said Jimmy to Sally and Stu

All digging through our pockets to get the last crumb or two
Looking forward to what we have to share
But it looks like
It's not a lot

Dumpling Stew (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #6)w/ Uziel, Stonerjazz, Tea R. Sea & Tot

A collaboration from Nic & The Bargain Basement Butterflies

This song was very enjoyable and a lot of fun to work on. A little different from what I normally do and I liked that. Thanks Nic

Links for Nic:

https://soundcloud.com/nic_nic_nic?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

https://soundcloud.com/nic_collab?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

My Decline (By Nic & The Bargain Basement Butterflies)

https://soundcloud.com/nic_nic_nic?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Mr. McCarthy has a mannequin that sits 
In his second story window.
Mr. McCarthy hasn’t been home at all, 
for at least a month or so.

Why would he leave 
and just leave her sitting there 
in the second story window

It seams odd that he should care 
so very, very little 

As I walk by and I look up
At that second story window
She’s dressed in red she’s got long dark hair
She looks as if she longs to know

What is out there in the world to see?
Just what could she be?
If she could just walk away remove herself 
From the second story window.

As I pass by I say hello
to the second story window
Sometimes I sing and sometimes we laugh 
to help ease her sorrows.

Each night at 8
As I pass by I tell her how my day was
She tells me about hers and it’s always the same
always unpleasantness

We’ve hatched a plan 
Tomorrow night at 6PM
I will meet her then
And take her out of this place 
Take her from here
Far away 
Anywhere but here

Mr. McCarty came home today 
With the whole thing on display 
I ought to give him a peace of my mind 

A plans is a plan, so we stick to the plan 
And nothing gets in our way now
We will have to be cautious but it stays the same 
I’m going to save you from this place 

So I ran over down below
That second story window
But to my surprise she was not there
It was Mr. McCarty instead 

My love What has he done?
What has he done?
My love, where are you now?
My love, my love
Where are you now?

Mr. McCarthy's  Second Story Window (A Collaboration by Nic & The Bargain Basement Butterflies)

I downloaded the song Escape from Dam Rekcah's SC and jammed along to it.
This is the result.

You'll find the original here: https://soundcloud.com/damrekcah/escape

Mad Hatter Escape

Dam Rekcah

Another fun track from Nic & The Bargain Basement Butterflies
Hope you all enjoy

https://soundcloud.com/nic_nic_nic?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

2 Good Days

ŞöļäçėŠțřëęț made a guitar track as base for an Open Collab which I downloaded and played along to.

Seven - https://soundcloud.com/solacestreet/sets/seven-open-collab?si=f230f0cb87614a28b0270e17a55bf2dd&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing


I wrote some crazy lyrics and recorded it through a Roland VT-4 voice transformer.

Here's the flipped out result, fasten your seatbelts.

(White Rabbit, Come and Dance With Me)

Seven - 2 the other side

ŞöļäçėŠțřëęț

Seven - 2 The Other Side

* 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)

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

-------------
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)

odd. industrial. melancholic. unconventional. electronic. alternative.

a bit of everything.

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