Great folk stylings.  Really great lyrics!

Lived on Blues Point Road for 10 years, till 2020. That's Blues Point Hotel in the pic. I thought 'Blues Point Road' would make a good name for a guitar blues!

Blues Point Road

Part of the collaborative Mixtape album: Free Hands In A Blender
soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel/sets/free-hands-in-a-blender
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Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: The BumpPlug
https://www.youtube.com/@TheBumpPlug

Vocals/Lyrics: Written and performed by: The Mysterious Decibel

Vocals mastered by: Mark McClellan

Lyrics:

There's something lurking in the attic
I can hear those toenails scratching
There's something lurking up overhead
These nightmares I am catching
Energies elevate higher than the sun
Entities grin one by one
Realms collide on the 21st day
Manifestation is underway

A stair climb away from strange atrocities met with endless traumatic doom
Solstice arise, the rivers of blood dry to reveal your endless tomb
The worms tickle the soil and breathe beneath the rotting wood
The sound of your anxious bones grows the final beast 4 feet where you stood

You wanna dip your toes in the sand?
Well he dips his toes in the mud
You want the riches, the fame in hand?
Give them a flood in the form of blood
Time is but an illusion all quicksand between your fingers
A winter solstice, birth of the sun but a darkness still lingers!

Winter is here
The frost is near
Cobwebs freeze
Negative degrees

Solstice rise 
Krampus cries
The light is high
Energize

The Mysterious Decibel X The BumpPlug - SOULstice In The Attic (FREE DOWNLOAD)

Campy song dedicated to all those souls taken by our seas.  This was the band’s last song with Danny Vaughn , the original guitarist in Sitges Spain.  Thanks Danny.

This song is dedicated to Cody, who was taken by a shark on a swim one night in the sea of Cortez.

Sharks In Sitges! (don’t go in the water)

This song is about my grandfather's recitation of a traditional joke when he would pass a cemetery, he would say, "People are dying to get in there," and how this joke has transcended three generations of my family, with my own kids now reciting the joke. They have added, "....and the wait is killing them." Either way, the song is about how we live on after we die through the loved ones we leave behind. 
The lyrics on the recording are different than these lyrics posted. After I recorded this song, I returned to these lyrics and made changes so I could recite it as poetry. I added more imagery. I so appreciate the musicians and artists who support my work and only hope we can all continue to stay inspired and grow through our art. 



No Discord
Darren Sullivan: Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Tamborine
Josh Dylan Peters: Drums 

Lyrics:
They were thrown to the thieves
Into the sleeves with stolen cheese
Breaking into the floor lookin for more
With a gun at the door

And the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
Asking the questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past cemeteries –“Hey, Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds -winter was coming - better a blanket on bed

Living on the lake in the breeze
Got the balance that you need
Challenged by that week on the ledge
You made a pledge from behind the shed.

I was one of those guys that never complained 
When the couch got stained
But I felt the blame
So I learned to get tame 
On a verdurous plane

But the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
They ask questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past cemeteries, “Hey, Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds winter was coming better a blanket on bed

When we arrived we were met with their swords
We made peace through our music with no discord

We said that we don’t care
We don’t care when the snare hits the bear

Oh my god you threw it out!
Poison left to share
 Oh my god you gave up stout?
Better stop your stare
Best alive with blooded ties
Given up the cynical cares

And the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
Asking the questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past overgrown, familiar cemeteries “Hey Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds -winter was coming- better a blanket on bed

Verdure

No Discord

Mill's Moves

Guitar & Mix by Toshi Rio: https://soundcloud.com/toshi-rio
Vocals by Nadia Selvaggi

Greg Lake's The Sage by Toshi Rio & Nadia Selvaggi

Crazy Brave Love

call to arms

Cover art: www.instagram.com/claudio.solli/

My instagram: www.instagram.com/ds_fiori/

Surface - Fiori DS

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kataomoi

……..just having fun with the mic and trying to connect with people through music. 


listen to your spirit

it speaks in silence.  

❤️






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                         Do what you love.    
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Sharks In Sitges! (don’t go in the water)

💕 Bad endings 💕

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