Cool drums & perfectly matching synth sounds.

In “Mercury,” sound doesn’t simply flow — it spins, like a planet in rotation, like a thought that refuses to settle. From the very first seconds, it’s clear this is a deliberately crafted piece: nothing here is accidental, every element has purpose and place. The synths feel alive — pulsing, breathing, sometimes gritty, sometimes silky. The bass is deep but never overwhelming — more like a shadow that follows the light. The dynamics are finely tuned — no excess, no stagnation. The arrangement guides the listener through cycles of tension and release, like orbiting through emotional gravity. This isn’t just a track — it’s a transmission from within a digital constellation. A sonic meditation on motion, memory, and the magnetic pull of the unknown.

Mercury

I made this song just to use my new megaphone

Lyrics:

Jimmy Green Beans, center stage of the show
His mustache covered in bits of blow
Coming at you like a B22
Injecting intravenous shit into you, alright

He's a criminal
It's subliminal
Grab the megaphone
He'll take your girl home

Now it's time for him to fuck with your mind
Slipping hits of acid into your wine
Offset the balance of your reality
Traumatic visions trigger PTSD

His face is melting
Nobody's helping
His drug addiction
Causing affliction
Blowing smoke rings
His hands thieving things
Grabbing your girl's ass
He's got an N-word pass

He grins wide as he makes his escape
He'll make your girlfriend's pussy gape
And don't expect to ever see her again
Ready to fuck, and he's got her locked in

His dick is bigger than yours
Turns her into a whore
She wants to fuck him even more
Watch them both walk out the door
He's the cuckholding King
Ejaculates on everything
You'll never recover from this
You're fucking pissed

You Just Got Cucked By Jimmy Green Beans

Economy

Reaching My Star

March to Hang THE KING

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This is the 13th track made from my Grandad's poetry.

The others are here👇🏾
https://on.soundcloud.com/7RWUlc4x5lMqOxNecd
🧓🏼Papa's Poems ▶️ Songs ♾️

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Tuning 432Hz A Standard
Capo 6

Instruments
-Vocal and acoustic live
-Additonal backing vocal runs x 4
-Acoustic lead
-Acoustic picked rhythm
-Piano played on keys
-Native Flute played on keys
-Lost Reverse Alchemy pad played on keys
-5 String bass
-Marimba played on keys
-Cajon bass & snare played on keys 

To do
-lower bass in mix
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Papa 's notes on the poem are below the poem 🍃🍁🍂❤️
It's another real gem to have and I really adore how laser focused to nature he was.

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Sentenced without Trial (A poem by Bill Stapleton)

The executioner has come to cut thee down.
I know not for what crime.
The human race needs living space
And you have little time.

No counsel for your defence
No witness to your beauty
No guardian of your civil rights
It matters not - you're guilty!

Where are the lovers you shaded
When summer hearts were wed
Speak now for your leafy friend
Before his life is shed

Did no one see you in Springtime
When your buds were awake in bloom
Did no one pass last Autumn
On your golden carpet, strewn

Why don't you run away?
The humans are coming fast
Don't just stand there and be acquired
Your security is past

Dumb innocence give me your seed
And let me away to sow
In some undeveloped land
Where the crocuses can grow.
......
Where are the lovers you shaded
When summer hearts were wed
Speak now for your leafy friend
Before his life is shed

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23 February 1975
Bill says, " A considerable time had lapsed since I had written any poetry probably due to the shock of my heart attack. In fact I was not sure whether I could still do so. It was a great comfort to me therefore to achieve this poem after an elapse of nearly five years.
The theme of civil rights comes from the northern troubles. I got the idea while out for a walk around Silverpine, the lovely little roads now sadly changed by housing development. Many lovely old trees cut down while others await their fate with 'Security' and 'Acquired' boards ignominiously nailed to them.
The last verse is a lesson on how we can co-operate to save the situation by planting a new tree"

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Bill lived for nine more years after writing those words. It's interesting how the health shock effected his creativity and so nice he re-found it. Maybe a nice reminder to use our time well 🔆


I really love the third stanza. "Where are the lovers you shaded?..." Bill is looking at these condemned trees and wondering about the beautiful unconditional love it showed to people who are now no where to be seen when the trees need them. For me this wraps up what I've learned and had confirmed from Papa's poetry. Humans use the planet but get lost in our own pleasure and forget about what actually keeps us alive and what makes this such a wonderful planet to be on and that we do get to share. We share it with all the trees and eachother. We are however the only ones with either the intelligence to save it from ourselves or stay blinded and condemn it like these trees were condemned to their doom. Thanks Papa


This in my opinion is why laws against single use plastics and similar environmental saviours are so important. When idiosy decides to reverse them on a whim and because of only economics the indifference grows collectively and we lose our focus on the tree and the system as a whole. We then also forget that in focusing on the welfare of the tree, we focus on our own welfare. It's easy to forget this when we don't experience a direct relatable suffering however compassion towards the system still has our answers to a smoother future along side our dear tree friends 🫛

Sentenced without Trial

Pressure captures that fragile moment between holding on and letting go. Built around hypnotic rhythms, warm analog textures, and haunting vocals, it explores the emotional weight of connection and break up.

CRYSTAL CHAINS - PRESSURE..wav

Aeternum

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Producer. Shyntwirl 
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Reverb & Echoes. Shyntwirl 

PROD. Shyntwirl
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sweet place

ΔInfinity is not only out there,it is also within usΔ

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☯ love and peace to you all ☯

"Ex uno disce omnes"

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