Oh I remember this one.. so glad to hear it again now, Sounding great. Fascinating, really.

Wonderful song. (Feel like a child listening to the world outside hidden under the table... :-)

@kenzo-st: I did as it is a part of the EP now. So I had to do it once again.

wonderful melancholy between the ep and the lofi vocal treatment... like a walk along a beach on a cold winters day... that's what i'm seeing anyway! :)

New Zeba project EP.  

http://soundcloud.com/zeba-2/sets/zeba-broadcast-ep/

All music written by:  Vadim Zeberg / Lena Zoldak / Sasha Dobrinsky

Lena Zoldak: https://soundcloud.com/tuzik-kazanova

Sasha Dobrinsky: soundcloud.com/indzeg

Released under dhatura records. This EP will also be available for download on dhatura bandcamp page in short time.

http://dhaturarecords.bandcamp.com/

P.S.

Feel free to comment, download and spread the word. Thank you all.

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Strange Days

Strange, strange days
Kids are playing outside
Cars are parked the other way
Sky is turning grey
When you talk just the right way

Strange, strange days

Building went down
Men are wearing crowns
Question mark is written on the forehead of a town
Big question mark
Right on it's face

Strange, strange days

Zeba - Strange Days

modern day

photos are memories I keep within my mind
stored in the basement in a crate I’ll never find
songs are the stories and the places I have been
authored before this mental knot I’m tangled in

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears

poets and prophets weave our words into their art
read in dramatic mien and spoken from their heart  
unseal the parchment let the words escape their cage
left with a book with seven hundred empty page

styles we made are old and frayed 
where all the past is filed away
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
the sky is wet with ink

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears
modern day is bland and beige
remembrance of the golden age
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
my heart is black as ink

Modern Day

All music, written, recorded and produced by Jeffrey Lasky.
All rights reserved to Jeffrey Lasky

To the Hilltops of Toledo

find the light : )

one for the kids. c'mon, sing along, it'll make you feel good :

the light I saw

ANUBIS // The day when the gods got the rhythm ... REMIX
Based on a musical idea by Frank Luge @user-739579168 // Backing sequences
@docfritz // Composition, Arrangement, Soundscapes, Drums, Artwork, Mix & Production
@joerxworx // EWI —> mysterious Flute and magic Rhaita
© 2023 OESJ // Frank Luge // @docfritz

ANUBIS

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ANUBIS ft. joerxworx

This is one of those songs where lyrics were written simply to fulfill a certain rhyming scheme.  So the theme is not really meaningful if not obscure.  Hope you would still enjoy the music here despite the settings.   
Thanks so much for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Lyrics / Vocals / Programming – Michael C. Lynn
Guitar Solo – Dave Cleveland @Band_in_a_Box
Cello – Matt Nelson @Band_in_a_Box
Song Pic - The sea of flowers was shot in Japan.

[LYRICS]
Sweet Blossom singing, awaking all my nights					
The moon is shinning, waiting for the morning light					
Wind is breezing all the way					
Nature smiles, entering a brand new day					

CHORUS					
Oh Sweet Blossom close your eyes					
You're an angel in disguise					
Oh Sweet Blossom stretch your eyes					
Let's fulfill the promises we're abide by					
We'll give it a try					

The birds are rising, dipping into their flights					
They keep on searching, looking for a peaceful site					
Hopes are always on their side					
Like silver arches spanning the sky					
It's the nature's pride	

(instrumental break)

		
					
The rain is playing, lashing against the wall					
The wind is crying, preparing for a storm to call					
Sweet blossom never ask why					
Streaks of lightnings flashing across the sky					
					
** repeat chorus **

Sweet Blossom

This is a song that JJ came up with on the electric piano and shared with the rest of us. He's done a significant portion of the songwriting for the Eclectic Collective, and always gives us quality songs, to which are easy to add our voices. 
When he sent it to us, he had a rough bass on there that sounded like Lust for Life. Ken came up with a killer and appropriate beat, which, if you can picture Lust For Life, included a lot of accentuated bass kicks. 
So, Josh took and went with that, and came up with a funky bass line. Ken and he kicked it back and forth a few times till they linked up. Then JJ added some funky ass organ and trippy retro synth to spice it up.
 Then it was time to send it to the guitarist. Tez laid down some smoking lead solos throughout, with his signature fiery guitar tone and amazing licks. Then Stephen funked it up even more with a fonky-ass wah guitar track. 
 Ken produced and mixed this one for us, and what an excellent job he did, too. This was so much fun to create. We all hope you enjoy listening to our jam as much as we did playing it.

Home's Album

Tonkas and Matchbox Cars -(Eclectic Collective)

If there is a place called heaven, it would be here!

Southern Island

Southern Island (南の島)

Birth Pangs of a New Time

01 - Arturia - Pigments - A.I. Ceremonial Chanting [Bank: Synth Voices]
02 - Arturia - Pigments - Dawns Light [Bank: Synth Voices]
03 - Arturia - Pigments - Chapel [Bank: Synth Voices]

A.I. Ceremonial Chanting [Pigments]

Butterfly's achievement 

far more dangerous and at a greater distance 
a purring cat is lying next to a dying bird 
and we don't dream no more 

the story of the envellop 
was so much bigger than the letter 
my body is a temple of which the roof collapsed 
and I don't dream no more 

it is a butterfly's achievement 
to blindly follow rules 
etched deeply in its intestines 
with the tiniest of needles 
and it doesn't dream no more 

the deed was done 
the story written 
had a lot to be thankfull for 
but noone to thank
dreams don't dream themselves no more 

each one tries to fit in the previouses footprints 
tries to repeat what doesn't repeat 
footprints are too tight or just a bit too wide 
i guess we'll have to dream some more 

all of us have a past, we can only dream a future 
i have seven dreams a minute 
and they all split up in two, or three, or four, or more 
i grasp to keep them with me 
to read before dispose 
i just don't have the eyes for it 
its a freakin' overdose

Zeba - Strange Days

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