Name: Noxpox - rl 1 (dreconstructed by Atch) by aTch in My own shit
Duration: 5 min 44 s
Description: Open collaboration with Noxpox. Original track : https://soundcloud.com/noxpox5/sets/noxpox-rl-1-mutated-rmxproject

Wonderful collaboration. Stand-out track!

My own shit

Frontline

The Valuable Friends:

@janinelevinson Electric blanket vocals and additional lyrics
@rick-4-1 7/4 Drums
@phil-mcwalter The other butter lad stuff

I COULD HELP IF YOU WANTED

I could help if you wanted

Don't let me fall into your eyes
Don't let me call your name
Don't let me fall
I don't want to go there
You do it if you want to
I don't feel like going out
I could help if you wanted
[Wash your face]
I guess it's over now...

I could glow if you lit me
And you could melt into my eyes
I'd cup my hands when you were close to me
And I would let you fall
Steady like Sundays and pigeons
And we'll fill the bottles with wishes

Electric Blanket Lucy and The Butter Lad
Electric Blanket Lucy and The Butter Lad

Don't let me fall into your eyes
[Putting wishes in bottles that's all we do]
Don't let me call your name
[Listen really hard]
Don't let me fall
I don't want to go there
[Putting wishes in bottles that's all we do]
You do it if you want to
[Listen really hard]
I don't feel like going out
[Putting wishes in bottles that's all we do]
I could help if you wanted
[Wash your face]
I guess it's over now...

I could help if you wanted
I could help if you wanted

© Phil McWalter & Janine Levinson August 2021

I Could Help If You Wanted

Piero Caniparo: guitars, guitar synth, mix
Donatella Basilico: vox, keys, drums, lyrics
Feat. Bruno Torre on bass guitar

I ARRIVE

WITH MY SOFT AND ELEGANT WAY TO PROCEED

 AND I'VE LONG AND SHARP TEETH

I'M ELEGANT, THIN AND VERY KIND

I HAVE LONG AND TREMBLING FINGERS,

AGILE AND FRANTIC LIKE INSECTS' ANTENNAE.



YOU WERE SITTING ALONE, LOOKING AT YOUR SOUL,

FLAILING WITHOUT HOPE IN THE PUDDLE OF YOUR LIFE

SHE ARRIVED WITHOUT A SOUND

SHE SEEEMED NOT TO TOUCH THE GROUND

     AND  SITTING BY YOUR SIDE

SHE TALKED WHISPERING TO YOU



HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE TO UNDERSTAND  AND FACE

YOU'LL FIX IN YOUR HEAD, SHE SAID, YOU HAVE BEEN ALWAYS ALONE

FIX IT IN YOUR HEAD , SHE SAID, YOU ARE ALWAYS ALONE


THEN SHE SAT BESIDE YOU,

GENTLY FORCING YOUR DEFENCE

MAKING YOU CONFIDE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOURSELF

YOU FELT GLAD AND THANKFUL FOR THIS

SHE BEGAN TO MOVE ALL YOUR THINGS

AND SLEEPING IN YOUR BED

SHE KEPT ON REPEATING


HOW LONG WILL YOU TAKE TO REALIZE

THERE'S NOBODY BY YOUR SIDE 

'CAUSE YOU'RE ALWAYS ALONE




FINALLY ONE DAY YOU ASKED HER WHAT SHE REALLY WANTED

SHE SHOWED  LONG AND CUTTING TEETH, SHE REVEALED A MONSTRUOUS BITE,

THE SAME INSTANT YOU FELT YOUR CLAWS AND SOMETHING SHARP IN YOUR MOUTH


 ARE YOU STILL INSIDE THERE?

IS STILL YOU INSIDE YOURSELF?

HOW MUCH DID YOU CHANGE

HOW MUCH LINGERS OF YOU FROM THAT TIME?

WHAT LIFE TORE AWAY FROM YOU,                                             

HOW IT CHANGED YOU IN YOUR SHADOW,

ARE YOU STILL ALIVE INSIDE ,

WHAT'S REMAINING OF YOUR SOUL?

YOUR SOUL,YOUR SOUL, YOUR SOUL                                 REPEAT


HEY YOU, IS STILL ME, DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHO I REALLY AM, THEN?

ME  WITH MY TREMBLING FINGERS?

I'M NOT REAL, I'M NOT TOUCHABLE, YOU CAN'T SEE ME, YOU ONLY CAN MAYBE

IN SOME FLEEING FLASH OF YOUR LIFE GRASP SOMETHING OF ME IN A GLIMPSE OF 

AWARENESS.

MY FRIEND, I'M NOTHING ELSE THAN A VOICE, THE VOICE, THE ONE YOU'VE 

ALWAYS KNOWN,

 YOUR VOICE,  YOUR DESTINY, THE TRUTH, THE ONE 

YOU ARE AFRAID OF ,YOUR SOLITUDE, YOUR 

USELESSNESS, YOUR EMPTYNESS, YOU ARE MEANINGLESS, ONLY A PRODUCT

OF CLASHING CELLS

I'M YOUR  DEATH,  YOUR DUST, YOUR END....I'M YOU,  AND YOU ARE ME, JUST YOU AND ME, JUST YOU AND ME, JUST YOU AND ME...........

MY FRIEND, MY FRIEND,MY FRIEND.........

YOU AND ME feat. Bruno Torre on bass guitar

YT video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-dZ6FGmnaMo

Zen Day / YT video (link in description)

originally released february 2nd 2024, now on soundcloud (august 2025)

https://countrysideraveartprojectrecords.bandcamp.com/album/ossidi

For our first tape, the Icon of Sin presents to you 8 post-industrial society techno-electro tracks perfect for the Neo-Feudalist workhouse!

Undoubtably our bleakest release yet, they’ll really get you going (to work past a reasonable retirement age) in their grim and grey grooves, baby!

Futuristic and technologically led past the point of return, drowning in a muddy ancient river; the album conjures a world of firing pistons, frightened people and automated production lines.
The downtempo doomsday soundscapes are at once Detroit Electro, London Hardcore, Norwegian Black Metal and (dare I say it) Berlin Techno.

Here's a blurb from the icon himself:

“I wrote this album over a short period of time (about one week) in 2021. At the time I was living in Hackney central, in a relatively small and cold flat next to the loud Mare Street. I was going through a particularly dark and hopeless period of time due to isolation and post lockdown depression.
The windows of the flat were paper thin, vibrating loudly, too often. I had a lots of sleepless nights, which resulted in this record. I worked in a bottling line at the time, the industrial and repetitive, almost dehumanising environment definitely influenced this album.

The music was written fully on my Octatrack (apart for the track “Benders” which was performed with my modular rack). Everything has been recorded in one take as it comes out from the machine, with minimal mixing and mastering and no post production.
The sonic palette features a couple eurorack modules, sampling from Italian television and whatnot; but most importantly a lot of field recording of machineries I found in the factory I was working at, as well as random captures of environments around me - including Hackney’s busy streets - all mangled and arranged in the Octatrack.

Enjoy!” - Matteo, 2024

C.R.A.P.013/C.R.A.P T.001 
credits
released February 2, 2024

The Icon of Sin - Bottom of the Sea

acid2

Cold Pulse

Dullness is not a disease, it's a way of life

Germans

Early Shift

Several species of animals gathered together

Quarantaine

It is the chilling, refreshing, inspiring mood at dawn, fascinating people, going for a walk at the seashore.

Dawn At The Seashore (jazz-quintet, comp. michael spielmann)

BOUFFONNE est une composition imaginaire, visuelle par le dessin , et sonore dans une électronique modulaire.
BOUFFONNE is an imaginary composition, visual by the drawing, and sound in a modular electronics.

BOUFFONNE  -  Patrick Picault

Open collaboration with Noxpox. Original track : https://soundcloud.com/noxpox5/sets/noxpox-rl-1-mutated-rmxproject

Noxpox - rl 1 (dreconstructed by Atch)

aTch

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