Enjoyable chill groove and also thought provoking.

Always remain a true bastion of real creativity in an ever growing world of artificially made art.  Phenomenally written tune, love the REALness.  Great work!

cool song great atmosphere......ai........hard to know what is real any more

Always nice to hear the "real" thing. The track art is a fine advert for song--got my attention:)  But what's in the package is excellent playing, production, and thoughtful lyrics.

Great song, although I disagree with the conclusions you draw.

A.I. EMISSARY HAD A MOUNTAIN EXPERIENCE

Another composition recorded before the war. I hope one day I will return to my home studio. Any support from you is much appreciated on these extremely hard times for our country, our family. 
I could have recorded much new music for the last 9 months... unless russians came to our yard to "save" us with their tanks, missiles, bombs and war planes at 4 a.m. on Feb 24th. And yes, they saved us from our house, from our normal life, from our dreams and plans. They saved my elderly parents from their home and peaceful life in retiring, saved my daughter from happy childhood, from school, from her friends and vacation by the sea. We'll never forget and never forgive it! I'm sure that russia will get what it deserves - each rocket they launch on Ukraine will turn to another 10 years of disaster for their cowardly people.
 Special thanks to Houman (@houmans) for mastering the track! Please check out his wonderful soundtracks.
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Gone

Country boy leaves his small-town life & small-town sweetheart for the big-city life and a big-city girl, and everything seems to be working out grand. But it turns out that there’s just one little problem….

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Just One Little Thing....

Afterlife

Synesthesia is main motif for this song, first because of original lyrics, then as I felt like adding it more flavor with female vocals*, & finally when I recently watched some paintings about this matter**.

*Great vocal performance by https://soundcloud.com/maraoldfield is most notorious matter in this piece, where riffing parts toggle with bass-guided proggy ones.

**Due credits to https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling for ad hoc painting of the song’s artwork.

Letra  /  Lyrics:

QUIERO SABER SI HACE CALOR  /  I WANT TO KNOW IF IT IS HOT

En verano, insoportable,  /  In summer, unbearable,
todo está lleno de ruido.  /  everything is full of noise.
El invierno, silencioso,  /  The winter, silent,
que congela los sonidos.  /  which freezes the sounds.

No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold. 
No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

Los días soleados  /  Sunny days
acompañan al estío  /  go along with the summer
y cuando llega el invierno  /  and when the winter comes
el cielo está oscurecido.  /  the sky is darkened.

No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold.
No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

ER24CH04 ©1995 ®2015

Quiero saber si hace calor (Vocals by Mara​Oldfield)

This one was lots of fun.  Terry and I exploring some new sounds as always.  We had the idea of merging some blues into his psychedelic soundscape and it went from there. The result is a fusion of Terry's synth driven stylings with some bluesy twang giving us something special.  If you enjoy this one, check out the full Texas Tea playlist.  We're kicking around the idea of an EP soon with 6-8 of our favorite tracks together as well, so watch for that if you dare.

Guitar - TexMex Shaman
Synths, beats, mix -  Tea R Sea

Texas Tea Playlist - https://soundcloud.com/texmex-shaman/sets/texas-tea-sea

Texas Tea Industrial Bluegrass Experience

Texas Tea Industrial Bluegrass Experience - A Texas Tea Production

About the depths of depression that I call the blackstuff. Happens to all of us, the trick is escaping. 

BLACKSTUFF WIP Mix 1.12725

Sometimes things get a little hectic and i have to get away so i grab a quiet corner and my guitar and sit there and slip away from Time into my own Space. I suppose you could say, " When i need to find myself, I loose myself. 
Written, played , produced by: Johnny Mc Farlane

Time & Space

100% human created with music hardware on a 24 track Digital recorder , like all my music here 😁🎧🎶(the picture is AI created)
Lyrics:-
Draw me a picture for my latest song
Show me my options say it can't go wrong
Give me some answers to my worries now
Give me some answers now

It will feel oh so nice
Friend for life
It will be there by your side
A.I.
It can do the things you don't
Good advice
It can be the things you won't
A.I.

Create a playlist of forgotten songs
Surprise my ears and keep 'em coming strong
Write me a classic I can call my own
But secretly don't own

It's our intension that can use these tools
For good or bad it's us that make the rules
With healthy reasons for the pure of heart
C'mon let's make a start

winkandwoo/2025

A.I.

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

Emisarios   

La noche me encima queriendo desanimar.
la lluvia decide trayendo un tesoro
Es agua del cielo, me dijo prestá atención.
Sos hijo del suelo, sos savia, sos bendición.
hablan sin hablar, cuando estamos solos.
y a su corazon recibo igual.


El tiempo me envuelve, sumando me arrastra,
Mi alma y el cielo, son fuego que basta.
Son flama que grita, son guerra sin rendición,
son  furia del trueno, caida y resurrección.
Hablan sin hablar, cuando estamos solos
y a su corazon recibo igual.

Hablan sin hablar, cuando estamos locos
y a su corazon recibo igual. 

Letra y Música: Pichy Sotomayor
Picture: Princess Mononoke by Hayao Miyazaki (1997)

Emisarios

On April 15, the last remaining hospital in Gaza was destroyed. To date, 50,000 civilians have died, of which 15,000 are children and another 34,000 children have been injured. (source: Unicef).
Due to the almost total displacement of the population in refugee camps where food and water are scarce, the lack of hygiene, of medical facilities, it is predicted, with a very conservative estimate, that in the end the civilian deaths related to the conflict will be four times as many (source: Lancet).
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An update: According to new estimates from UNICEF, as of October 8, 2025, 64,000 children have died in Gaza in the last two years. Sixty-four thousand innocents. A disgrace for all humanity.

Thanks to my dear friend @Rosindust at violin.
Here the other collaborations with Tatiana: soundcloud.com/francescocartocci/sets/grazie-tatiana

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

Who cares - with Rosin dust

Long time no see. Since I decided to make a career move, things have been too  hectic(^_^;
Now that I settled down in new workplace, I began to record one-man band again!
I wrote this song for my own band, and played sometimes in venues.
I completed the song here for SC.
Bass solo is always challenging for me, but I enjoyed very much(^_^)

FUNK THE DEVIL

Fasten your seat belts and head into space with this guitar driven track. Another collaboration between Graham J Williams and Heliopolis 5.
Words & Music: Graham Williams   -   Produced by Graham Williams & Heliopolis 5
Lead & Backing vocals: Graham Williams
Lead Guitars & Rhythm Guitars: Graham Williams
Brass, Bass, Drums & Keyboards: Heliopolis 5

Check out more of Heliopolis 5's excellent work by visiting his page: @user-555484870.

Sooner  or  later,  sooner  or  later,
Let the engines glow,  3  2  1  let's  go
Sooner  or  later,  we'll  head  for  the  stars,
We've  been  to  the  Moon,  got  a  date  set  for  Mars,
Space  exploration,  to  places  afar,
Sooner  or  later  we'll  go,  no doubt  about  it  I   know
Space  exploration,  creates  fascination
Planets  beyond  our  Sun,  we  can't  be the only one
Out  there  beyond  the  stars  we  can  see,
Light  years  away,  lots  more  galaxies,
Head  for  the  future,  for  our  destiny,
Sooner  or  later  we'll  go,  no doubt  about  it  I   know
Alien  creatures,  might  even  reach  us,
From  planets  beyond  our  Sun,  we  can't  be  the  only  one
The  stars  that  we  see  are  just  suns  in  the  skies,
On  some  distant  planets  not  seen  by  our  eyes,
We've  got  to go  out  there,  to  enlighten  our  lives
Sooner  or  later  we'll  go,  no doubt  about  it  I   know
Sooner  or  later,  sooner  or  later,      
The  journey  has  just  begun,
Travelling  beyond  our  Sun,      
The  journey  has  just  begun,            
Sooner  or  later, sooner  or  later, we'll  go

Sooner or Later

Conga and Bass brothers

The City - Words & Music by Pravinand Maharaj

Once it was a city
Now it’s just a street
With every mile another dream lays crushed
And the sun shows no pity
Pouring out its heat
As mighty towers crumble into dust

One by one they followed
One by one they left without a trace

There were signs on the water
Portents in the sky
The Watchers blind by sleep didn’t see a thing
Six crows at the altar
A bargain for the price
Half less worth an eagle’s broken wing

One by one they followed
One by one they left without a trace

What walks the moon at midnight
Through the narrow lanes 
Lurking in the shadows that it cast
A pestilence upon us, a blight
A spreading stain
Taking everything out on its path

One by one they followed
One by one they left without a trace

So, sing the last love song written
Drink up the vineyard grape
Rouse the ghosts of tomorrow from their slumber
If I break out of this prison
And the hour’s not too late
I’ll be down the road without a name or number

One by one they followed
One by one they left without a trace

Pravinand: Vocals and Acoustic
Bas: Backing Vocals and Electric
Mix and Mastered by Bas Kooman

The City - Johnny Minstrel and Bas Kooman

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A.I.

winkandwoo

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