3 месяца я пытаюсь понять какойто смысл жизни, я не делаю ничего не думаю о будем и учусь не могу найти девушку потомучто я уебище игры не приносят радости, мне кажется мои недо друзья будут не против если мы перестанем общататься, мою родину медленно разрушают а я просто наблюдая без возможности сделать чтото, мне не грустно просто я чуствую чтото серое внутри, точнее я не чуствую ничего, я хочу какогото спокойстивия и чтобы все было чуть чуть понятнее но пока все что я могу это бороть и ни в коем случае не испортить свою жизнь потомучто надеюсь на то что это пройдет и все будет прекрасно...

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рассвет в окне сливался с силуэтами многоэтажных домов. в его квартире был бардак: по полу валялись клочки бумаги, кисти, краски и всяческий мусор. такой же бардак был в его голове, который к тому же перемешивался с воспоминанием о неловком взгляде девушки, которую он любил. казалось, что еще чуть-чуть и он сойдет с ума, ведь еще совсем недавно он совершенно подло смеялся над своими друзьями, что они остаются в "сером городе". теперь он наедине со своей совестью и осознанием в том, что он был не прав. бросив своих близких людей он задает себе каждую ночь только один вопрос: "как дела у твоего друга в сером городе?". но сможет ли он вернуться, когда всем уже наплевать?

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Sobakka - Jam

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Конец Солнечных Дней - Рассвет

Конец Солнечных Дней - Финала не будет

This is the second to last track of Fluff's third album 'Down the Rabbit Hole'. https://open.spotify.com/album/4Iq21rBQvgXesED9Hv8GEc

We distract ourselves with meaningless noise, money and a selfish desire for 'me'. We don't realise how the skeletons in our closets, the hate and separation we breed and nurture, slowly erodes togetherness, fairness and community, while at the same time builds up to a big explosion, which probably none of us will get out of alive.

LYRICS:

The day was meaningless 
TV the usual mess
We had our toys and games and
Lots of noise and lots of noise

Do not appreciate 
Don’t give before you take 
What’s in it for me
And where is my money

This is out of control
We are out of control

I deserve
All this is mine
This is meant to be my time
Guilt reflects in our eyes
We didn’t get to say goodbye 

How did it turn so fast
I guess we didn’t last
Filling our closets 
With the ghosts and shadows
From the past

This is out of control
We are out of control

Looming up there all this time 
Pretending to be stars
Those lights now dripping from the sky
Like candle wax held to the fire

Rusty Emergency
Rusty Emergency
Rusty Emergency
Rusty Emergency

Down the Rabbit Hole

Rusty Emergency

13 Rusty Emergency

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released mid-2024 - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EVDW2mi4i0g
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Explicit lyrics:
Felt like almost dead, would you carry me home, would you lay me down?
Felt like shit again, would you bring my pills? do you know how it feels?

i don't know where to go...is this the end? i don't know!
From the tip of my head...till my toes, is this hell and heaven's above?

is there a free ride or a lottary prize? to win to lose on an XL size?
crappy or not, time will show...all i know is heaven's above!

I don't wanna buy a lotta food
i don't wanna get rid the booze
i don't wanna buy an SUV
i don't wanna get fatold and get peed

i don't wanna watch the news
i don't wanna get dirty with tools
i don't wanna smell your farts
i don't wanna mess around with you fatfucks!

Rock and Roll Kills

Heaven's above?

  Thanks to Francesco (@francescocartocci)
for the wonderful interpretation of the guitar part ( this brought life to my initial digital sketch),  and for the skillful mix.
Our other collaborations:
@soundcloud.com/rosindust/sets/grazie-francesco


Summer Tram - with Francesco Cartocci

PS Perkins: Guitars, bass, lyre, vocals
Ron Thomas: Autoharps, Drums

Production notes:
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Very early on we wanted to use autoharps on this song to create a sort of swirling backdrop, reminiscent of the harps in Indian/Bollywood soundtrack songs of the seventies.

Right away there were challenges because the song is in B flat and is not wholly diatonic to begin with, utilizing a chord built on the augmented lydian scale in the choruses. So rather than transpose the song to a more amenable key (since the chromatic bits weren't going to work no matter what key we used) we instead re-tuned the autoharp. Moving through the strings one by one we tuned them either up or down a half step where applicable to bring them into key. Where the augmented chord hit in the choruses, we excluded those notes so that the autoharp was filling the diatonic parts of the chords and omitting the accidentals. It took us several tries to get it right. In the end we arrived at a chord progression that could be strummed on the autoharp and the modified chords could be played with existing dampers.

We also tuned the lyre so that the top half of the strings included the chromatic augmented notes while the lower register of the lyre was tuned using the diatonic, so the lyre could play the melody all the way through both parts of the song.

The inspiration for this song was essentially fourfold:
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First, H.P. Lovecraft's terrifying necromancer Joseph Curwen (from "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward") who masked his true identity in order to thwart suspicion from his fellow townsfolk. He has many secrets lurking in his underground catacombs where he performs acts of necromancy most foul, extracting the "salts" of the dead in order to raise them at will and learn the secrets of ancient eldritch deities.

Second, a poem by Rudyard Kipling titled "En-Dor" which was a warning against the rise of spiritualism and the cost of communion with the dead in the early 20th century.

Third, the biblical Saul who traveled in disguise to visit a witch at the city of Endor in order to summon Samuel from the dead and garner advice on defeating the Philistines, but who only prophesies doom for Saul. Saul dies later the next day in the battle of Gilboa.

Lastly, the story of Odysseus communing with the underworld where he enlists the help of Tiresias to have a chat with the dead and secure for himself a safe journey home.

They all seek communion with the dead for one purpose: to gain knowledge which only those who have crossed over between realms might possess. 

Lyrics:
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A mask may reveal what it’s meant to conceal
From those who are standing beside us
Armor of pride, so we learn to abide
By the monsters which hide deep inside us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us
Oh, how they scratch and they bite us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us

Only to know what the professor knows

Eating black bread, wearing clothes of the dead
The soil soaked in honey around us
For fear if we failed, leave the ogre unveiled
And it’s back in the grave where they found us
Back in the grave where they found us
Freed from the ties which had bound us
Back in the grave where they found us

Only to know what the professor knows

In the catacomb vaults, we extracted the salts
From cadavers to lengthen our youth
Chanting the names at the edge of the flames
And a mirror to show us the truth
A mirror which speaks only truth
See how it seeks not to soothe
A mirror which speaks only truth

Only to know what the professor knows

In the underworld maze, in the night of no days
Concocting the plan we’re devising
Much to endure on the road to En-Dor
And to snatch from Elohim arising
To snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Professor

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(Official Cover Art) Release Date: 1/1/2011

Force Publique - Still Falls Apart

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