Name: The Kirk Song by aragusea
Duration: 3 min 52 s
Description: I made this for the podcast The Greatest Generation, based on The Picard Song by Dark Materia. Whatever original content is here is owned by the podcast. #greatestgen

No I'm from Iowa, I only work in outer space

I know row, row, row row your boat...oh..

Worked on a game. Get the soundtrack if you want!

http://fluidvolt.bandcamp.com/album/on-dungeons-ost

Tapedeck - "On Dungeons" OST

Circadian Rhythms

LDSR N° 168 Introduction
Beat and Embellishments = @wjdat
Robots, effects and final mix = mreguest
@LoopDiggersRecords for more
DM to get involved

LDSR N° 168 Introduction

"What is the value of something that won't last forever?" 

~ fleeting moments ~ 

a compilation featuring songs two minutes or less

USBs here: https://deskpopmusic.bandcamp.com/album/fleeting-moments

Spotify here: https://open.spotify.com/album/0WAAYVB1LZQrFAfxDMdX6U

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galen tipton on...
Soundcloud ~ https://soundcloud.com/galentipton
Instagram ~ https://www.instagram.com/galensssketchb000k/
Bandcamp ~ https://o0o0o0o0.bandcamp.com/

~ fleeting moments ~

~ USB ~

galen tipton - -rhys's theme-

I made this for a special episode of The Greatest Generation podcast about "The Hunt for Red October," using music composed for the film by Basil Poledouris. The singers are Clay Young, Peter Schultz, Joel Terning and Cameron Rolling. Whatever original material is here is owned by The Greatest Generation.

Russians Don't Take A Dump, Son, Without A Plan

I made this for the podcast The Greatest Generation, based on The Picard Song by Dark Materia. Whatever original content is here is owned by the podcast. #greatestgen

The Kirk Song

Tack 1 from The World Over. I know it's been 6 months since the last publicly-posted track, but the project has still been under way and it near completion!

Lyrics:

32 stories over average avenue
What a view, offerin' no vestibule to vegetables
Sort 'em through--here's how
politik than get out
Cobain for the e-clout
that won't fly in my house

I have watched this city burn
seen the turn to internment 
seen some cold shit
no atonement
Watched a whole mint
Inflate and go limp
Impotent wimps let
The planet fuckin' go to shit

Protecting their right to be worthless
With all of their might is their purpose
Cattle for corrupted socio-elites in silicon valley
To be hearded by wolves dressed like sheep
R.I.P. to the need for exception
Caress your erection for somebody else's perfection
Your lexicon you bought from someone
Now you come from your section to spread your infection

I taught you a lesson and then you forgot
Said you had work, you were getting a nut
Wandered away got a job and you're done
Nobody left now it just isn't fun
No one to overcome

Just me and my cache and the burning world
My stash in my stache and my twerkin' girl
A glance thru the glass and I shriek and twirl
Then emphatically dance to the cries that swirl
And swirl and swirl
 
Gathered thee are masses for the arming of the genophage
Slave wage junkies of the cyberslum underbelly
Burn your bridges, isolate yourself as public entities
Alienate everyone until you feel like somebody
One by one annihilated if you ain't a babyface
Picked out by the company so that you know you'll be replaced
Dead at forty-five because your time was being exlpoitated
Fated to the grave a symbol of the very thing you hated

I'm a bastard
Smokin' faster
Thru a glass bong
To a black hearse
You can ask her

Tech-N9ne with a hack//SIGN
Em no heroine, mo high, mo grime
less midwest, Ye West 'tude with a
few milly youtube views
and a crew fulla dudes who attest
To the true blue schooling I bless
You drooling peasants to when
I get the truth off my chest, yes
I am the dude who said whatever you heard I said
Two times to confirm then dead

Bled for the cause, wandered off to bed
Slept for a month, woke up underfed
Screamed for a plate, paid my dues again
Work 'till the pay can replace my friends
Tryin'a tie up all the loose ends on the world tree
Spiralling out on an infinite journey
Seeing my body from space and returning
Back to you fucks and pretend to be learning

I can't get no fade
Going when I can't relate
To the basic bitch shit all you dipshits
Consume every day
Drinkin' the Kool-Aid
Talkin' how you love the taste
All I drink is AIDS
Get me out this fucking place

NOT 'GON FUCK AROUND
WHEN IT COMES WE'RE GONNA DROWN
GET UP OUTTA TOWN
OR THEY FINDIN' YOU FACE-DOWN

CYBERSLUM OVERTURE

I made this for Andrea Muraskin's podcast Ladyparts. She owns it. https://www.andreamuraskin.com/lady-parts-podcast/

Ladyparts (main theme)

No Summer No Cry

Summer Is Gone... Again

World -7 from 'MINUS WORLDS', out now:
https://jimnopedie.bandcamp.com/album/minus-worlds

Art by Elias Toner // https://www.instagram.com/perristoteles_trismegistus/

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My name is Adam Ragusea, I'm an American journalist and educator who used to—and sometimes still does—make music.


The Kirk Song

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