Just Fun

All instruments played by Wilson. Except Drums by Mac Aroni🤣

Instruments 

Stratocaster 
Musicman Silhouette 

Arturia and Abbey Road Spitfire Audio

Beatle Hofner bass

And a good feeling.

Waiting In Line

Grandes Rasades D'oxygène.Hommage à Erik Satie*A tribute to Erik Satie*

This a B-Side song I dedicated to a friend of mine who passed away years ago, I thought about spread this tune to be finally out, his love and passion for music was extraordinary big and that energy of peace will be around of us forever.

Love,
HIRRY =)

Good Day

POLICE IS NOT DEAD
Video here : 
https://youtu.be/svCTyzwtaEs?si=yoonowQTUTfxXGq4

Couplet 1
La matraque bien aimantée
aux espérances des damnés
sans tes yeux plus aucunes violences constatées

Y'avait déjà dans les quartiers
de belles zones de libertés
Faut dire qu'ils aiment tellement le bleu
qu'ils finissent par t'en laisser

Refrain
Oh oh oh
police is not dead
Oh Oh
Police is near
Oh Oh
the beast is well fed
OH OH
Nothing to fear

Couplet 2
époque ponctuée de JT
faut bien nourrir l'anxiété
en toi nait maintenant
ce désir brulant d'sécurité

les esprits sur fascisés
embrassent les soldats du marché
ils préfèrent bien craindre cet autre
que jouir de leur liberté

Moins de plumes et plus d'épée
ils mutilent le social la santé
t'inquiète y'a toujours du budget
pour ces bourgeois protéger

on gaze et toi tu te tais
l'opposition c'est danger
il n'y a bien que des terroristes
pour s'user à tant à gueuler

Refrain

Couplet 3
C'est dur d'encore espérer
le critique est bâillonné
le possédant achète gâchettes médias et toute ses armées

Un lot d'urgences cumulées
le pouvoir bien cramponné
le poids des privilèges ne tient plus qu'par la "force" des condés

pas sur que l'autorité
survive à + 4 degrés
en cas de crise je mise mieux sur l'aide, la solidarité

Il se tend il va céder
l'empire sans vitalité
nul ne peut être la solution
du problème qu'il a crée

Pont
viens à la fête
sans opinion
l'usine à bête
creuse son sillon

Refrain 

Police is not dead - Video clip in description

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)

This song is a dance between two souls trying to be with one another “ mad love” and u only see it lit in its purest form

20250510 jessica bains brown - dance of the moonlit souls slowed 105bpm.wav

Electric Séance

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

'universe of fun (in utero)'

Verity. We like verity. Music delivers us verity. It's like a universal tool to hone and send verity to our heads as therapeutic wonderfulness...

We are very proud to present the first of many organically grown collaboration between One Man Verity Show and The Beautiful Dark. This was effortless. I guess thats the other amazing thing that real musicians can share... For years we stare through our instruments at the world of music and then someday we connect and the visions combine. We'll keep comparing our world to the world of fake music until it is the fad that it should be... AI cannot deliver you a connection like we just started. You may get a remotely similar result but heres whats real... AI has never has our eyes to look at the woerld for 40 odd years with and it never will. Heres to real human connections and real music. Cheers Scotty

Lyrics

BPM 153
Timing 2/4
Tuning 440 Standard
161 Bars
Roots // Cx5, D, G // x 4 /// // G, E , D, C x 2// x 2 /// // C, C, D, D // C, C, D, G // x 2 ///  // G, E , D, C x 2//


Lyrics

To fungi moulded brain
Ha, who said we'd go insane!
To moderation main
Lined musical brain plane

To psilocybin liberty cap
Old medicine love to fill knowledge gap
Hallucinogenic conscious calm
Serves melodic thought through mouth and palm

We let finger run
Good psilocybin
Add to the birdies fun
Just doppler effect to dumb
One day, we'll all catch on
Sign ourselves to sound and sum
Good, self inflicted
Pure positive prone
Liberties begin to clone
We spread and hone
Bottoms up good planet of one

Let the fingers run
Run 'em for the Sun
Moon rise dear man
Flashbacks from fungi fun
The Universe we stun
Universe of fun

universe of fun (in utero) (with the Beautiful Dark)

Composition and Sampling collage by Synline.

Pray For Me

- Picture -
naridarbandi - IG
Art Cover Editor. Shyntwirl

- Music -
Producer. Shyntwirl
Programmer. Shyntwirl
Developer. Shyntwirl
Structure. Shyntwirl
Composer. Shyntwirl

PROD. Shyntwirl

Shyntwirl - Puddles Of Water

When I was 9 years I got my first guitar lesson.
From then on I played in numerous coverbands.
In 2020 I stopped playing gigs and started to work in my home studio.
All of the songs on SoundCloud are own compositions. except Magnolia by JJ Cale and 
c mon everybody by E Cochran.  

Wilson just want to make music for the fun. And thanks to all the people who take the time to come and listen. Lots of love And greetings from The Netherlands🇳🇱 No Fame Just Fun. 
In my YouTube Chanel Willem de Fouw you will find a clip of me recording in my studio.
https://youtu.be/KOUyLsIZIVM

https://youtu.be/cya7ryz2PwU

https://youtube.com/shorts/ils9GF3gyvI?feature=share.    So be it

The link below a collaboration Juan Aguirre and Wilson.

https://soundcloud.com/juan_aguirre/juan-aguirre-featuring-wilson-tides/s-FqBdxBX4i0Q?si=6d0a8a184eb248a7bd79c7a9f5a9282b&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

E-mail w.defouw@hotmail.com

Waiting In Line

Willem de Fouw (Wilson 1963