I Don't Change Myself (Instrumental version)

Naviarhaiku 403 On The Spring Equinox

It was 1995, I had already acquired my trusty Alesis SR-16 "Dr No" but not hooked it up in stereo yet on my 4-track cassette recorder.

This track is one of the more fun I made in those days, thought I'd share it here. For the occasion, I properly mixed and mastered it in such a way to keep it's original character intact as much as possible. I did put *some* fancy effect to stereoize the vocals a little, and there is a subtle stereo reverb on the drums.. Things like that, but that's just to make it palatable for the modern crowd. This is after all an original recording, no edits, no overdubs.

Thinking about putting an entire 'legacies' album together. Would anyone be interested in that?

The very mature lyrics:

Salvation song
Connect me if I'm wrong
Me I am cracked, broken and torn
Haven't been clean ever since I was born

But I don't bear much pain
I'm not gonna jump no train
Every single hour every single day
Guess life is just a game

Some say I am insane
Some say I am just the same
As all them youth rebel rabble rebel rabble
Well I know better but you won't hear me tell
Everyone lives his own little hell
Let them turn around in their own smell
I let them feel bad if they let me feel well
It be alright with me

I know I only live to be
I know this is all you can see
I live to be just like the trees
And the flowers and the bees

Some say I am insane
Some say I am just the same
As all them you rebel rabble rebel rabble
Let live through their own hell
Let them live with their own smell

Salvation

Salvation song
Connect me if I'm wrong
Me I am cracked broken and torn
Haven't been clean ever since I was born

Some say salvation
Everyone, everyone...
Rebel rabble rebel rabble
Loser! Loser!

noitavlaS

Salvation Song

Scotty: guitar, lyrics, vocals
Tommy: bass

Cyan

For the occasion, I reworked this thing a little. It's a track from the archives but I always enjoy this one for the energy. Nothing too serious though :)

lyrics:

ah hear the phone rings
time for a night out
fragile hearts await to break like glass on
classy smiles and
aerosol touch of plastic warmth
enthusiastic spasms of a lovelife on the thresh
of lifting off

she paints her face down with red and sticky glue
wrapped around her eyes it looks like
wings of butterflies
look at all the flesh displayed
all this ecstasy unveiled
"run away with me," her body screams,
"you will be pleased to please, please me"

she's a happy valentine
such a happy valentine

kisses, hugs and funny talk
electrifies the air
look at her attention span,
"what with who and why and where?"
a gazillion pretty friends to give her
all the love she needs
in the centre of the universe she says:
"it's just ol' silly little
ME"

it's a happy valentine
such a happy valentine

❤️ @Bandcamp

Happy Valentine redux

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco

Against The Current

Surreal Delirium

A bit of positivity and optimism in a brutal and cruel world.

when our world turns mad
hitted by fanatics' delusions
when life plays its bad tricks , the bad days
i remain always positive
a genuine optimistic
an incurable optimistic

we all become blind and  deaf 
by dint of living as selfish
when they ask me if i'm "for or against"
i try to remain positive
a dreadful optimistic
an unreasonable optimistic
an incomparable optimistic
an unforgivable optimistic

Optimiste (Translated in English in description)

The Changing Mood

JensJoel & Magnushttps://open.spotify.com/track/3RF855vb2KabAkHbcxxXFg?si=1b8416b00bd642ac

The Mumbler

the scope

In so Deep 

I'm carryin' weight – beast of burden streets of Ankara
My feet they hurt – my saddle gonna wrench apart
My hunger never stops – the wave it never crests
I’m drowning in consequence

I’m in so deep – and I won’t let you down a bit
It’s history – I made you all these promises
Our worlds depart – the continents divide
I’m in so deep – I can look you in the eye

Haven’t felt a falter – never told you a lie
Is it in the realm – that the others will survive
When I see you in the door – I’m clutching a sea wall
In the Bosphorous

Long ago – she had my full devotion
I changed her name – like Constantinople
I felt the streets go dead
All the hawkers they had fled - Into armament

Behind a curtain – breathing incense and a huffin’ pipe
Mural on the wall – the mountains of Anatolia
If I have to pick and choose
I can’t crawl away from you - You’re in my heart

I’m in so deep – and I won’t let you down a bit
It’s history – I made you all these promises
Our world’s depart – the continents divide
I’m in so deep – I can look you in the eye

IN SO DEEP

where are we going?

something wicked this way comes (better run)
cutting quick with lethal tongues
a sick and twisted love
victims of
afflicted ones with bigger guns (bigger guns)

the evil sleeps where rivers run
beneath the mud
deceitful peoples blood (blood)
seeps into able grips of fatal floods
im seeking nothing of

im inclined to beleive it
i was designed to achieve it
so blind that you dont fucking see it
im weaving in the meaning underneath it
i wont ever seek to speak your weakness
its discrete because i keep the fuckin secret

---

Fixated on what's unstated
Peddle your aggression now, Ill-fated 
tendencies leave a statement
Excuses come from blatant agents

---

ive walked through the valley
in the shadow of death
i thought you knew me then
but sadly ive got nothing left
theres no heart in my chest
ive felt the darkness progress
the machine is possessed
seen regardless of flesh

so im standing strong, in the face of this adversity
these damning thoughts, (hide) can erase me so unmercifully
these battles fought, will portray me so imperfectly
I embrace when they discourage me
the flaming gates of my eternity

---

Fixated on what's unstated
Peddle your aggression now, Ill-fated 
tendencies leave a statement
Excuses come from blatant agents

---

Oh you think it's over now
You better run (bigger guns)
You better hide
Hide
Hide
Never make a sound
One wrong move puts you in the clouds

Before the hunter comes from the floods
Hounds are out for blood
Blood
Blood

something wicked this way comes (better run)
cutting quick with lethal tongues
a sick and twisted love
victims of
afflicted ones with bigger guns (bigger guns)

the evil sleeps where rivers run
beneath the mud
deceitful peoples blood (blood)
seeps into able grips of fatal floods
im seeking nothing of

---

Fixated (nothing of) on what's unstated
Peddle your aggression now, Ill-fated (nothing of)
tendencies leave a statement
Excuses come from blatant agents (nothing of)

---

Oh you think it's over now
You better run (bigger guns)
You better hide
Hide
Hide
Never make a sound
One wrong move puts you in the clouds

ive walked through the valley
in the shadow of death (better run)
i thought you knew me then
but sadly ive got nothing left

Trece Locos - Ill Fated (feat. SAGE, Jimenez)

I Don't Change Myself

Back Home Wishing We Were Back There

Understanding the Protocol

Through darkness, destiny is carved in stone
Yet man has been given the fragile gift of free will,
And for a fleeting breath, he believes he can rewrite what already awaits him.
Lives cross upon the thin thread allowed by time.

Connections are formed, bonds are forged in fire or in silence.
But neither time nor life belongs to us;
Every choice is a knife plunged into eternity — and every destiny, the blade returning to the hand.

Lives are taken, even when we fight against the current.
And when the future is poisoned by worms that feed on deceit,
Only the vengeance of a stolen love remains,
Returning to chaos to demand its due.

The man who keeps his word seals his own oath with blood.
And when the primal instinct shatters the bars of morality,
The true human nature is revealed:
Chaos, destruction, and death.

Love and hate become indistinguishable,
Fused into a single incandescent metal.
Physical death is but the first gate.
In darkness, this wretched existence shall face eternal punishment.
But in the world of men,
It shall know the purest, deepest meaning of pain…
And despair.

R.I.P. B.M.C

Naviarhaiku 403 On The Spring Equinox

Andrei G

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