When an unknown wind gently caresses my cheek, I feel glad to be alive.

Ordinary happiness is a gentle breath. (358)

loneliness and low frequencies, moments of life

Solow

Traces

空から地上を透視すれば
街路も村道も鉄道も産業道路も生活道路も
白墨で描いたような無数の薄白い軌道が重なり
切り刻まれ、ささくれだっている
仕事、買い物、旅行、配達、徘徊、逃走、探索、追跡
人と動物と物が動きまわった痕跡は消えることがないが
わたしの足跡と自転車の車輪が描く軌道を見分けることはできない

Seeing through the ground from the sky.
Streets, village roads, railways, industrial roads, and community roads are all full of traces like pale tracks drawn with chalk.
The ground is like a wall with doodles.
Work, shopping, traveling, deliveries, wandering, escaping, searching, or being tracked.
Traces of moving about of humans, animals, and objects never disappear.
I cannot find my footsteps and ruts of my bike from traces interwining each other on the ground.


Traces

Quando o acaso deita pedras - ( when chance throws stones )

a walk in the autumn woods

Huge thanks to Mat @no-mates-ensemble for letting me remix his track https://soundcloud.com/no-mates-ensemble/tuscany-experiments-whistling-with-the-dogs-of-mount-amiata
The artwork is also his... All of the sounds except for drums and bass are original and in a few cases manipulated... I dig how Mat pushes the envelope with his journeys into sound

Whistling (and yodeling) with the dogs of Amiata

Cast of Characters:

Cgmaness – @hiddenhands-760647700 – Chris – acoustic guitar, synth, and composition

Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- vocals, lyrics, mix, and production

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

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – four string fretless Warwick bass

Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar

J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – piano, B3 synth voice, synth sax, and JJ's angels (voice synth)

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– master and production

This song started as a project that was begun on his guitar and synth, then shelved by our master songwriter, Chris. He always gives us magic to work with, and as soon as he shared this one with the rest of Eclectic Collective, we all jumped on it.

Mark heard his part first, and set about writing some great lyrics to sing with his solid, inimitable voice. His lyrics are about a hypothetical future where we've turned to technology in search of human connection, only to realize that it has only isolated us more, and that we really already had that connection to begin with. The narration is from a future perspective, like all this has already happened, and its speaking to us from the future, almost like a warning.
The rhythm section was still absent, though, but not for long. Ken added his groovy, perfectly in the vibe drums to it next. Josh, of course followed soon after, now that he had drums to work with, by adding his fretless four string bass to the song. Now that it was sounding like a well rounded piece, Tez came through with some thrilling guitar solos that you hear throughout. JJ first added some piano, B3, and sax to the song, then later completed it with his psychedelic synth and divine voice synth that provides the "choir" you hear in there.

Now that it was all in the bag, Mark spent considerable time and effort mixing it, then turned it over to our resident pro Stephen for the mastering.

This is one of our favorite songs we've ever done, and it reminds us all of both Pink Floyd and King Crimson. This is a great example of what the team is able to do with a really solid, yet open musical seed, provided by a master composer. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed making it.

Original lyrics by Mistermark:
The wind by the seashore, the wash of the waves

the sand on your skin and the glance that you gave

the sounds of the carnival we left it all behind

there were words left unsaid at the back of your mind

how could I have been so blind?

It was so long ago now it’s just you and me

it seems I've forgotten the way you like your tea

the house becomes quiet as the guests head for home

the garden’s been gathered and the kids are all grown

on their own

“The robots will help” they said “it’s better this way”
“there’s no need to work and there’s more time to play”

our leaders assured us we’d never go poor

and nobody questions the truth anymore

but what did we do it all for?

Our science sustains us like fine works of art

but are we closer together or farther apart?

we’re each on an island alone on the sea

the ocean between us expands rapidly

is this where we wanted to be?

It was so long ago now it’s just you and me

it seems we’ve forgotten the way it used to be

machines tried to help us but something went wrong

the future we wanted was here all along

The wind by the seashore, the wash of the waves

the sand on your skin and the glance that you gave

the sounds of the carnival we left it all behind

there were words left unsaid…

Faded Fortunes - Eclectic Collective

COOP SYNT

this came from the first drum take recorded in my new downsized studio. kids needed larger rooms and my partner, Monika Jean, moved in, so sacrifices had to be made. most of the drums are gone. what you hear on this track are odds and ends i could squeeze into a corner. floor tom as a kick, broken hi hat that wont open, etc etc. surprisingly i tend to enjoy frankenstein drum sets more than full ones. the whole "making something out of nothing" spirit tends to inspire me most. 

the soul is one

Had to render one of my favorite melodies! it became darker than i wanted! But that's part of my spectrum...  ;)

Ghost of my Rage

Wiborg Bamford