Mix by Michael Gossard
Recorded at Silent Zoo Studios in Glendale, CA

[Sci-Fi/Spy] - Mothership

Originally written for Spitfire Audio's Bridgerton Scoring Competition.

Flute - Ashley Jarmack
Bassoon - Jenice Rosen
Violins/Viola - Steve Chiu
Cello - Yoed Nir

Mix - Michael Gossard

[Drama/Classical] - Church Bells and Whistles

Santa's had a bit too much fun at the christmas Eve party, And has to speedily make his way accross the world delivering presents and cheer to all the mashed blokes who are blasted out of their faces. Cheers, Merry Christmas

Santa's Late - Oda

superseded (live)

Have you ever wondered what came out if The Doors, 2 Unlimited and Tom Waits would meet at the recording studio? Probably not... Anyway, this is how it could have sounded like.
Lisa: lead vocals
Kai  : Fender Rhodes
Christoph: Hammond, synth, programming, voice
session drums by Vlad Ivanov
Produced by Christoph Langer, mastered by Felix Brüske at MOR-Tonstudio

Lyrics:
"Where are we now and what happened while we slept our time away?
Woke up each day with the feel inside that god was never here.
It's come to this, the war back in our hearts
Back in those days, the future bright and clear

When will we dance? When the tyrant's head will roll between our feet.
Accept the guilt, we will live in shame so we will live at all.
It's come to this, the rivers have run dry
Back in those days, when it all began

It has to be done!
All dreams are dead..."

Dystopic Disco

SciFiSky
Song: Aerodynamics of Intelligence
Album: Spontaneity / Live Recordings: 4th Session - October 2017

This is the first track from our fourth jam session. We had recently acquired and began experimenting with new and improved recording gear.

Recorded in a converted garage by Jonathan Carey (guitar) and Evan Witkowski (drums, keys).

Album Art by SciFiSky. 

SciFiSky 2017

Stray From the Hive

29 Aerodynamics of Intelligence (Live Spontaneous Jam)

hehehe OO OO EE EE AHHHHHH
Ahhh, Kamala, yuh lock up mi bredren, mi Ragmennn!!!!
Yuh say,
............
"What can be, unburdened by what has been,"
But di Ragman say,
.............
(female voice)
"NOW I BEGUN MI FARTING!!!!!!!!"
[solo] [fast funky beat drops]

[Chorus: All]
Kamala di Hindu, she paint her face black,
Claimin' fi justice, but di truth she lack.
Curry Monster inna di Stink Nest rise,
Dreamin' fi Hyperborea unda NAZI skies.
Kamala di Hindu, di mask she wear,
But di Ragman see through, mi smell despair!
She play di game, di disguise so tight,
But mi Ragman gon’ bring her lies to light!

KAMALA DI HINDU!
KAMALA DI HINDU!
Curry Monster inna di Stink Nest, true!

[Verse 1: Ragman]
Kamala, yuh say yuh black, but mi know di deal,
Hindu roots yuh hide, but mi see it real.
Yuh carry di banner, wave di Black pride,
But mi know yuh bloodline from yuh Hindu side.
Claimin’ yuh roots inna struggle fi race,
But mi see yuh true face, mi know di place.
Talk fi di black man, but dem roots yuh deny,
Kamala, yuh truth gon' rise an' fly!

[Chorus: All]
Kamala di Hindu, di AIREYAN rise,
Dreamin’ fi Hyperborea unda NAZI skies.
Hindu, di creed she wear like disguise,
Kamala gon’ bring back Hitlah’s lies.
KAMALA DI HINDU!
KAMALA DI HINDU!
Curry Monster inna di Stink Nest, true!
KAMALA DI HINDU!

[Verse 2: Ragman]
How many Ragmen yuh lock up, Kamala, fi true?
Yuh light yuh spliff, but di Ragmen yuh slew.
Over 1500 black men yuh lock in jail,
Fi di same spliff smoke, yuh laugh, no bail.
Yuh DA stats show di numbers don’t lie,
But yuh puffin’ di same, mi nah gon’ cry.
Claim fi di people, but mi see yuh crime,
Lockin’ up di Ragmen, wastin' di time!

[Bridge]
Yuh puff pon di spliff, den lock us away,
Di Ragman see, yuh gon' pay.
Yuh system of lies, yuh empire gon' fall,
Di Ragmen rise, gon' end it all!

[Chorus: All]
Kamala di Hindu, di AIREYAN rise,
Dreamin’ fi Hyperborea unda NAZI skies.
KAMALA DI HINDU!
KAMALA DI HINDU!
Curry Monster inna di Stink Nest, true!
National Socialism in Hindu form,
Kamala di Hindu, di storm be born!
KAMALA DI HINDU!

[Verse 3: Ragman]
She be a Hindu, mi tell yuh now, ya see,
Di only religion fit fi NAZI decree.
Dreamin' fi di Aryan, di Hyperborea path,
Kamala want di Old Tradition, di wrath.
She plan fi di White House, di Hitler rebirth,
In di halls of power, she dreamin’ di earth.
Yuh gon' lead di way, yuh secret clear,
But Ragman come, bringin' di fear!

KAMALA DI HINDU!
KAMALA DI HINDU!
Curry Monster inna di Stink Nest, true!
KAMALA DI HINDU!

[Outro: {laughing)]
hehehehe
She’s a Hindu, ya see, di only religion fi NAZI creed,
It be her dream fi bring Hyperborea back from di dead, she lead di speed.
Her dream is Hitlahism in dem White House halls,
But di Ragman here—dem gon’ see dem fall!

RAGMAN! RAGMAN! RAGMAN! (Wow mi fart smell bad, mi fart SMELL BAAAD!)
RAGMAN! RAGMAN! RAGMAN! (Wow mi fart smell bad, mi fart SMELL BAAAD!)

Kamala di Hindu

Hear mi now!
Mi talk bout somethin’ important,
....
Yakub, him change it all...
Let mi break it down fi yuh, step by step, ya know?

(Beat drops)

[Verse 1]
Pon di island of Patmos, Yakub was born,
A scientist, di man wid a brain so strong.
Him head shine big, ideas run deep,
But di tings in him mind, dem never let him sleep.

Him look pon creation, say “Dis cyaan be true,”
Him dream of somethin’ new, somethin’ taboo.
Di people dem whisper, di people dem fear,
Yakub an’ his visions too wild fi di ear.

[Chorus] 
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Oh lawd, what a disgrace!)
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Him shake di world, lef’ no trace!)
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Big head man, him change di place!)
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Oh lawd, what a disgrace!)

[Verse 2]
Dem mock Yakub, seh him idea was wrong,
Him belly start churn, di smell come strong.
Him let loose di gas, di people dem scorn,
So Yakub seh, “Watch, mi go mek dem reborn!”

Him eat somethin’ wicked, di air turn green,
Him laugh an’ him scheme, build a brand-new gene.
In di lab him tinker, twist an’ splice,
Create a new race, but di price wasn’t nice.

Him children rise pale, wid di cold blue eyes,
Di balance of di world start to destabilize.
(“Hehehe... mi done it!”)

[Chorus] 
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Oh lawd, what a disgrace!)
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Him shake di world, lef’ no trace!)
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Big head man, him change di place!)
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Oh lawd, what a disgrace!)

[Verse 3]
Now di children of Yakub turn dem back,
Di father forgotten, di truth fade to black.
Dem tek di power, di earth dem control,
But dem cyaan fill di void deep in dem soul.

Di cycle of destruction, it rise an’ spread,
Yakub’s own creation bring tears an’ dread.
Him sit in di shadows, watch di madness unfold,
Di story of Yakub, di greatest ever told.

[Chorus] 
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Oh lawd, what a disgrace!)
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Him shake di world, lef’ no trace!)
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Big head man, him change di place!)
Yakub create di bombaclat race! (Oh lawd, what a disgrace!)

[Outro]
Yakub laugh long, di world cyaan forget,
Him tinkin’ mek ripples, di earth cyaan reset.
From di island of Patmos to di world wide,
Di tale of Yakub spread far an’ wide.

Yakubs Children (di Bombaclat Race)

An alternate version of Journey on the Forest.

Free download at Bandcamp.
rareguy.bandcamp.com
soundcloud.com/rareguy
soundcloud.com/dareguy

[Acoustic Guitar] rareguy - Journey On The Forest (Alternate Ver.)

Roboquest:
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https://discord.io/RoboQuest

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This is basically like my blog for musical thoughts...most things will be unpolished at best and horrible intoxicated streams of consciousness that can't even keep time at worst. Occasionally I will post something that actually sounds kinda professional, but those things are the exception. Bless you if you actually like what I have to say 💗

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