Madame Blanc - Vocals
Flute & Percussion - Tim Bragg
Guitars - Serge Bardot
Bass - Mario Payet

I Am - Jonny Lang Cover - featuring Madame Blanc

( για τους επόμενους )
Without foreplay
Fuck the judges
We will go against it!
While the clear ones are spinning,
Their blue ones are twisted and shoved under the court ...
Eternal as groot,
But we still need soil...
Have you ever known here what a riot is, and what it will be...
Octopus after octopus; a cycle of destruction;
"Open your bags, show your hands;
That's the greenie zip,
If we had Islam, we would be armless."

Do not solder this abyss
By big actions,
Hunger cannot be appeased with cereals,
Minds cannot be awakened by corpses,
Now you are on telescopes
under magnifying glasses;
Running under bullets, intrigues of murder - the picture of the century ...
for years in the womb until it bursts.
Bullion Stacks
Bodies in the furnace
Construction sites and traffic jams 
Strings and bits are long
Slim as a
ghettoboy "What's wrong with you"

Steadfast as Zarathustra,
Alex and Abubakar Salim are fused together;
I am from the very origins,
Peoples kneading is thick,
The servants of the narrow are empty in their souls...
Tied to the main flaw of the world
And as luck would have it, it was impossible to choose;
They won't break me or us anyway 
Clans of squalid old freaks,
Bloodthirsty men and women, grandfathers and babies...
ass owners do not share with everyone, only with the guys who warm themselves in their bed.
Anti-Semites and gays
According to the work in the media
About family values,
Turn around bitches! This Sin is also being molded on you.

If there was a god, he would have been resurrected long ago
And bombs wouldn't fly to Odessa...
I've been fucking the system for years,
I'm a veteran here.
Ibuprofen Pallets;
I'm going to the beats again for something...
"..What if the tickets go missing?.."
And we are wrapped in a pool,
Flying from the waterfall
And there are no shoots nearby,
And there's nowhere to drop the anchor,
I am the fifth Avenger since the beginning,
Paranoia guards: "there is a raid everywhere ...",
And So there is little Air,
With me, only maself is next to me..,
There are corpse rows in my head,
They begged for mercy;
Today you are red everywhere, you are not welcome everywhere...
and I would like to serenade my muses in Naples...

The vipers still have their pockets full
Evening, 9 pm, windows are closed, but I'm catching space signals,
Stories arise from the void...
I run when I have the authority,
I'm healing my head with lines,
Who calls where on a sunny day? ..,
I think I'll spend it with my daughters.
A Bedouin in the desert, there are not even two of us..;
I'm building sand castles, everything is new in the morning ...
A couple of exploits count,
I can see right through the Goldfields...
don't forget it's dangerous to be close,
You won't notice and they'll squeeze you.
A relative of Kingston;
Layers of snow ice and mud in me;
The remaining risk is substantial,
Everyone was warned in advance,
".Was it not enough for six in the morning and a handful of faggots
with amazed witnesses?.."
If it weren't for the beats and if it weren't for you..;
Killed so much in yourself..;
And from now on everything is different,
Better get the clip ready,
I wanted to build my own emirate,
I was kind of glad,
But things quickly went downhill,
Jumpcut and again that totalitarian apparatus;
I'm not a collaborator, but there are gods.,
To whom the mic would have passed;
And we will lay a melody of paradise in your ears,
It's not for the labels and it's not for the money.,
The notes are eternal,
Live carelessly,
Don't be the same,
Have a core,
Mon ami,
Take care of the locals,
Feed the poor,
Fight the demons,
Either alone or with those,
Don't run from the shadows,
Tear down the walls!
-
We're from the vagina to the grave 
We fly with the wind of balida...

It wasn't as lucky as Ishmael.
With these waves I have
Obsession, like pe***il's.
Cold as Antarctica in summer;

Rockets, planets, the cult of hunger - what are we talking
about When wars are still going on,
When do people warm instant noodles..?

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Heaven Can Wait

Cosmos

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Velvet Screen

Mood Exhibit - Toaster

Help me see
Written by TJG March 2024


Rhythm Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Lead Guitar: Fender Jazzmaster
Guitar Amplifier: Vox AC15….set as clean I can get it. 

Fender pedal board: Line 6 delay; Fender clean boost



Mics: a pair of Royer r10 ribbons on guitars
Mics: AEA R44 vocal 
Mic preamps: API 312
Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape.

Basement boiler/heater – adding all kinds of unwanted noise 😉

Someday I will add drums and bass – but wanted to go for this raw guitar/vocal sound for now. 
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Help me see

I can’t see the stars tonight
Shining down or in your eyes
I can’t see the stars tonight

I can’t find the words tonight
Written down or in my mind
I can’ t find the words tonight

I can’t see the stars tonight
Shining down or in your eyes
I can’t see the stars tonight


Shining down or in your eyes 
I can’t see the stars tonight
Help me see 
Help me see the stars tonight

I could live a simple life
Slow it down or take a flight
I could live a simple life
I could live a simple life

I can’t see the see stars tonight
I can’t find the words tonight
Shining down or in your eyes
Help me see the stars tonight

I can’t find the words tonight
Written down or in my mind
I can’t find the words I like……

Help me see

Strangers

This song I wrote in 2009 and it's based on a Bo Diddley kind of rhythm, popular in the 1950's - so I live in Kentucky and the University of Kentucky has a college basketball team called Kentucky Wildcats, I'm sure you've heard of them. So one day while watching a game, this tune came to me, this is the instrumental, I had lyrics as well but they were lame so I tossed them. I also created a video for this song and it will be on Youtube soon, just a bunch of cats pussy-footing' around! 

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/CymV3_qHPDs

I wrote a song for dogs a while back called "Suite: Dog Years" but this one is for cat lovers everywhere. Give it a listen, it's Puuuuurrrfect and it's the cat's meow!

TRAIL OF TEARS

"WILDCAT BOUNCE" (Instrumental)

I Heart You

A nice Spring grooving with my Friend Joerg,
Realy nice feeling on this Jörg, Good Food i think
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

Lunatics 141 Grooving The Spring / Joerxworx & Ratzzz

I'm a bear


Boo!

humanities ability to be surprised every single time it falls flat on its face is one of the biggest jokes of all time.



When I take your question about the illusion of its Max potential I come to an area in my brain where there is darkness and not really any words to say. 

It kind of spreads to the four corners of my brain as I search for a physical or esoteric vision of the illusionist. I don't think that I can ever say the nature of The illusionist. Because it keeps wrapping back around in on itself and I think that's the nature of God and that's where it all comes to a button.

Heaven Can Wait

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