nice, love the vibe, audio is amazing [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Gave me a scary vibe the music is great though

this song is like an industrial rock tune. much love

Cool ominous sounding buildup, overall atmosphere

Here's one that's been sitting on the back burner for a while now. A nice little collaboration I did with my good friend Daniel (The Duke) Alexander, our buddy Jeff, sat in behind the skins and Jenna gave us a nice soulful vocal performance.  Sit back with your feet up on the table and turn this one up.

WHITE DRESS - featuring Jenna Lavoie

Need You Here (Spanish Vocal)

Influencia de sonidos, manteniendo las distancias y desde mi admiración mas absoluta evocados en el mundo Pink Floyd, teclados que sobresalen, líneas de bajo muy marcadas y ese juego de mezcla de guitarras psicodélicas . Este es mi pequeño homenaje a uno de los grandes.

El Arroyo

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The Death of Johnny Reb

Saw the weakness of my generation. 
All enjoying a bottle or two.
And who quickly progressed from those dancing young nights and then searched till their minds were shot through.
Who are sad that they're still by the ocean? But why would that be? 
Who's castles of sand crumbled right in their hands as they entered into their thirties?
Oh, these are your days and this is your life.
Pitied the best minds of his generation.
And watched as they struggled to breathe.
Who has seen them descend into madness?
Stressed out from the ordinary.
Who is glad that he lives by the ocean?
Why wouldn't he be?
Who with just a bit more education. 
Could of turned into a somebody.
Oh, these are your days and this is your life.
Your heads gone to pieces.
Give yourself a break and make a new start.
Who is sat with little miss Moffat.
Glugging down all her peaches and cream.
Who is moving on to bottles of vodka?
To get to that place more quickly. 
Who feels sad as she looks at the ocean?
And why would that be?
Who has wasted the rest and is failing the test?
Passing out never falling to sleep 
Oh, these are your days and this is your life.
So don't worry too much.
Never stood a chance right from the start.
Cos nobody told yas.
Starting drinking at Twelve. 
What did you expect?
Your heads gone to peices.
Give yourself a break and make a new start.
Before you start fading away.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness starving hysterical naked
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake light tragedy among the scholars of war
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley death or purgatoried their torsos night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares alcohol and cock and endless balls
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind
who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo
who sank all night in submarine light of Bickford’s floated out and sat through the stale beer afternoon in desolate Fugazzi’s listening to the crack of doom on the hydrogen jukebox
who talked continuously seventy hours from park to pad to bar to Bellevue to museum to the Brooklyn Bridge,
a lost battalion of platonic conversationalists jumping down the stoops off fire escapes off windowsills off Empire State out of the moon
yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars
whole intellects disgorged in total recall for seven days and nights with brilliant eyes meat for the Synagogue cast on the pavement.


Madness, Starving, Hysterical, Naked.

Howl At Nowt

Feed The Beast

THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT!!!

Special thanks as always to Kahlan Davis and Dani Ford.

All music by me.

Art by katyandgeorge (Pixabay)

L.W.L.

S (EP)

Deep Blue

Very Normal

Saturday Morning

want youuu want youuu with slownesss

lyrics:
All this time that i cant waste 
lemme pull up and come to your place
smooth like lotion let me get a feel 
my name mell let me show you whats real 

all that a$$ put it on my lap 
got all this lust do you have that
i want you weight all on my body 
girl your so dam hot just like tobasco 

ouu stuck on you
be my boo
make you mine 
shake it throw alot more
shake it throw alot more

All this time that i cant waste 
lemme pull up and come to your place
smooth like lotion let me get a feel 
my name mell let me show you whats real 

all that a$$ put it on my lap 
got all this lust do you have that
i want you weight all on my body 
girl your so dam hot just like tobasco 

ouu stuck on you
be my boo
make you mine 
shake it throw alot more
shake it throw alot more

oh yeah throw it keep it going
oh yeah throw it keep it going
oh yeah throw it keep it going
oh yeah throw it keep it going

want you
want you 
i cant stop this i 
want you 
want you 
i cant stop this i

want you
want you 
i cant stop this i 

All this time that i cant waste 
lemme pull up and come to your place
smooth like lotion let me get a feel 
my name mell let me show you whats real 

all that a$$ put it on my lap 
got all this lust do you have that
i want you weight all on my body 
girl your so dam hot just like tobasco 

ouu stuck on you
be my boo
make you mine 
shake it throw alot more
shake it throw alot more

want you
want you 
i cant stop this i 
want you 
want you 
i cant stop this i

L.W.L.

Benjamin Nix

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