Full of verve, magnificent vocals filled with beautiful musical diversity, love it!

a cool and mature track with all the right ingredients

Here is the place for collaborations I'm involved. 
Blooming luck, having the opportunity to work with all you wonderful musicians. Thank you all.

For more information see track details please.

Set 5: Collaborations

How do you feel about the rights of others, or about your own?
A mood statement about otherness and uniqueness, sexuality and self-determination.

With great thanks to all involved, may the future be better!

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Vocals
Milky Himself @milkyhimself
Malu https://www.instagram.com/lunartickband/
Marquis Zane @couch-king-presents
Peter Sparker @peter-sparker

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes

Keys, Bass, Drums
bitzone @bitzone

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*Milky*
aye aye aye … listen up …

What were you conditioned to believe in?
Is a woman and a man equal are they even?
Love is unconditional then does it need a reason?
If a man loves a man is he a heathen?

If we both love girls have a threesome
bring her cousin, get our freak on
I don’t really care who I put meat on 
you can turn the lights off, baby leave the beat on

I be like …

Love who you wanna love.
fuck who you wanna fuck, suck who you wanna suck.
Love who you wanna love.
Plus you can never love too much

yeah and really though:

See I don’t fuck with the requirements
and I don’t chime in when the choir sings
Hose you down like the firemen
I think the patriarchy needs retirement, so I’m denying them.

• Are you under the rainbow looking up or on a high-horse looking down?

*Malu*
Gay pride wants you to fall, why don't you want that pot of gold. 

*Peter*
You do you I'ma do me
we don't gotta be enemies
jus because we disagree
everyone is entitled to their own opinion
not hurtin anyone continue livin how you livin
be who you are don't hide yoself
if you do then you'll always feel by yoself
I'm not gay but if I was
what other people thought I wouldn't give a fuck
so nothin against anybody that is
it's your choice to live the life you live
live it
people fear what they don't understand
it's double bad if you're a gay Black Man
some men love to see Women kiss
but not 2 men yo that don't make sense
but again people like what they like
but what what you likes not a reason to take yo life

• Are you under the rainbow looking up or on a high-horse looking down?

*Malu*
Misogyny and hate, your mother would be so ashamed. 
Within your lyrics, there beats a second pulse. 
But you don't care as long as you wear gold. 

*Couch*
Looking up not giving up
Sure footing not secure enough 
Thru signaling escape rebuff  
Still limiting by law will snuff

Ya think ya finna stand right up
Until ya bout to loose ya stuff 
Ya medals and your trophy cups
Your devils that a cause stir up

Your chance to be the best in club
Your stance that causes mass erupt
Societal division ta
Keep the power that is stuck  

This ain’t disorderly conduct   
When independence disrupts they don’t give a fuck 
When it comes down to it will I give it up 
Step down from looking down and start looking up

*Malu*
Gay pride wants you to fall, why don't you want that pot of gold. 
Within your lyrics, there beats a second pulse. 
But you don't care as long as you wear gold. 

• Are you under the rainbow looking up?

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Mixed & Produced by bitzone 2022

Under The Rainbow

Under The Rainbow #Fabi|Milky Himself|Malu|Peter Sparker|Couch King

No Direction

Long Way Home

East And West

Take me down
Throw me around
Cut me in half with your sharp tongue

You're under my skin
I'm cavin in as you
Suck all the air out of my lungs

But it's nothin new, nothin old
No story that
Ain't been told
So I won't say a thing tonight

You're a shooting star
But I wish you'd put the gun down
You're a work of art but I can't
Get close enough to touch now

Whenever we drive
Those searchin eyes are always
Stuck behind in the rearview

Are you afraid
Some rainy day
Your past might pull up behind you

But it's nothin new, nothin old
No story that
Ain't been told
So I won't say a thing tonight

You're a shooting star
But I wish you'd put the gun down
You're a work of art but I can't
Get close enough to touch now
You're an angel on earth
So now the lines are all blurred
You're a dream
And I can't wake up, I can't wake up

I don't want to
I don't want to
But I'm stuck on you
I don't want to
I don't want to

I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I'm stuck on you
Oh I'm stuck on you

bandcamp

Sweet Licorice And Bitter Cigarettes (with Wheelwright)(Fictive Sisters)

Ice Age

Written by Terry Reeves
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers:  All instruments, Arrangement & Production

SC Version Video: https://youtu.be/uHu4SAWhysc  
Dark Version Video: https://youtu.be/AZQoKfJCTYA 

You may be wondering how this song acquired the title it did.  These very words were actually said to me by one of my wife Jo's three long-standing and very close friends.  Over the years, they had all entered into long-term partnerships which, for differing reasons, ended very sadly, resulting in them being left on their own.  So I was, in a manner of speaking, last man standing.

When they needed a male presence, I was volunteered to help in a variety of ways, e.g. being a pretend boyfriend when one of them was being pestered by someone in whom they were not interested.  There are many more instances I could recount, some of which were definitely in the ‘very unusual’ category but I was always happy to be of help if I possibly could.  Besides which, they often turned out to be exceedingly amusing.

Fast forward a few years to when I was diagnosed with MS, which brought about a condition called Trigeminal Neuralgia, causing pain the like of which I’d not known before.  After a spell taking hefty painkilling drugs that basically turned me into a kind of zombie, my MS specialist suggested ‘Gamma Knife Procedure’.  

This involves (and I kid you not) a metal helmet being screwed directly into your skull at four strategic points, rendering your head totally immobile so that radioactive rays can, with pinpoint accuracy, be fired at your Trigeminal Nerve.  It is indeed a singular sensation to feel blood trickling down your face as said helmet is fixed into place but the benefits that ensued were more than worth the temporary inconvenience.  I was pretty much pain-free for the next two years, after which it did return but all things considered, was extremely pleased with the result.

To celebrate, a dinner party was thrown in my honour, a splendid time guaranteed for all.  It was here that Jo’s friend, whose husband had sadly died, uttered the immortal phrase.  It caused much laughter, as it rightly should have.  I wasn’t in the least offended and, anyway, my very first thought was “What a great title for a song”.

Once again, deep thanks are due to Hans for not only producing two brilliant versions of this song but videos to go with each (links above).  The man has a depth of talent of which others can only dream, myself included.  Thanks so much for listening.  (Terry Reeves)

I was invited to a party
I tingled with the chance
To talk about the future
Step in and out of the past
Who’s that man in the corner?
Wearing a helmet on his head?
This is just my day wear
The gamma ray gun Doctor said
(I heard someone say)

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who smiles and has no fear?

We talked about the weather
And laughed about the grass
The world is tasting plastic
And it doesn't seem to last
Who's that man in the corner? 
With the radiation smile
The glow won't last for ever
Why not enjoy it for a while?
(I heard someone say)

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who has ten layers of veneer? 

We shared some special moments
And showed the battle scars
A pigment of growing older
Figments hidden in a jar
Who's that man in the corner? 
Four holes drilled into his head
Tried to screw me to the wall
Keep me standing and out of bed
(I heard someone say)

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who we seem to volunteer?

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who floats in this atmosphere?

Why ain’t you not dead yet?
I may not be really here
If my name gets mentioned 
I want a smile and not a tear

Keep smiling, I want to smile
Keep smiling, Give me a smile
I want to smile, I want to smile
Yeah, smile...

WHY AIN'T YOU NOT DEAD YET? - Cripple Club & Hans Albers (Video links with description)

Original Concept / Composition / Production : Chris Dargay
Original Guitar Leads : Matt Michener
E.O.S. 2022

Nexus (M) *leads

Shine On The Surface Of The Water

One Summer Morning

This is a song inspired by current events not about a current war but all wars ..the only way for the human race to survive is to try and live in peace and harmony and respect all living creatures..
lyrics
I dont want to live in a world like this
everyday on the outside getting hard to exist
running out of fuel ..they keep raising the prices
theres a war down in europe and i know we are in crisis
we need a solution/to put an end to all wars 
dont need these dictators or what they are fighting for
telling you and the others/how to live your lifes
all there dirty agenders on the edge of a knife

What if your country changed and lost its peace took center stage
and all the guns and arms were gone to love you all and sing some songs
WHAT IF ? there was no police and protests to take belief
surrender all ye fellow men lay down your arms and start again
dont let the weight of this world
rest on your fate or what you been sold

I dont want to see all this pointless suffering
dropping bombs and killing and nobodys gonna win
tell all the people its for freedom of the land
and the media machines are there to take your hands
Dont need these intruders/invasion of the skys
guns and blood and tears now /open up your eyes 
no care for environment. no fear takes the blame
all for gas and religion we dont think the same 

live together in harmony rest together in peace
respect every living creature try and find a release
lay down your arms my friend what you fighting for
theres no winners on the edge of abyss of a stupid war
written and produced by Jim Manser 2022
support AMNESTY INTERNATIONAL UK and help people who are victims of war

What if

What If ?

Shadowface is:

bitzone (drums, percussion, keys, mix, art)
Unearth Noise (acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass)
Stone Catcherye (vocals, lyrics, electric guitar)

Silent Island

stranded on islands
controlled by my silence
stranded on islands alone

don't feed the hand that bites
when you try to help
cause this life is too short 
that it hurts just to think of it

brought up on violence,
poverty, whining
stranded on silence alone

don't slap the mouth that tries
slap the mouth that lies
cause this life is too short 

staple my eyelids
come here and try it
stranded with violence to cope

don't feed the hand that bites
when you try to help
cause this life is too short 
that it hurts just to think of it

glad to survive it
my ego and my id
stranded to silence, engulfed

don't feed hands, don't tell lies
don't slap mouths, don't bite
cause this life is too short

silence island is mine
there is no one in sight
only sunlight for miles
I do not have to fight
silence island is mine

Silent Island

It begins with a heartbeat and ends with it. 
Let's enjoy the life we have. 

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes
Big thanks!

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*Symphony Of Silence*

In the quiet of the twilight, shadows dance with memories.
The echoes of your laughter, the whispers of your name, expanded in this silence, forever changed.

The void you left, a chasm deep, a requiem for love we used to keep.
The realm of shadows, where you reside - can't navigate the echoes, on this lonely ride.

Symphony of silence, a sound of voices.
An echo fades to grey, fades to grey, a distant waning sound.
Symphony of silence, the sound of voices, the try on minds.
The echo of emotion.

A symphony of silence, a funeral of grace,
A tapestry of longing, I etched upon my face.
The void, I'm drifting, lost at sea, an elegy for you - a requiem for me.

Symphony of silence, a sound of voices.
An echo fades to grey, fades to grey, a distant waning sound.
Symphony of silence, the sound of voices, the try on minds.
The echo of emotion.

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In memory of my dear father †2023

Symphony of Silence

Symphony of Silence #Fabi

I always wanted to make a sonic companion to the last song Bitzone, Frawstakwa, and I made together, “What Difference Does It Make.” I finally got my chance. This one came together real fast. Bitzone sent me a raw beat, I asked Frawstakwa to kick it off, and then I made some arrangement adjustments and laid down my lyrics and vocals based on Frawstakwa’s. Bitzone then finished it up and bada-boom, gotta move, gotta shake!

Massive thanks to Frawstakwa for bringing the fresh ideas and original verse and chorus vocals. And big thanks to Bitzone for always make the tracks more vivid than I could imagine. 

May there always be at least a little time to bounce in your week! 

Track Credits:
Bitzone: Music, Production, Arrangement, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
https://www.bitzones.net/
Frawstakwa: Verse and Chorus Lyrics and vocals
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa
the Couch King: Verse Lyrics, Vocals, and Samples
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Intro: Louis Bloomfield

Lyrics: 

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce 

Here we are
Coming through
With whatever it takes
Full force
On these fools
All up in your face 
Show and prove
Break it down
To the drum 
And the bass
That good old
One two
Gotta move 
Gotta shake
Bada-boom
Something 
That you can feel
But wait
If you could feel 
Anything at all
Feeling great
Letting it flow
Mind body and soul
On my way
That’s how it goes
So the people them know
See you later

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce 

I’m just your everyday reverie of an emcee
You see
I’m but a memory of the way 
You say it be
On this beat 
You project the street 
On the hit of the kick 
The click 
Boom, respect it’s the fire of the heat 
It’s the sweat dripping from the meat 
You expect flowing from that bass 
That slow tempo that’s got you feeling 
You on the creep, you on the chase
Brace fo the bounce putting you in the some headspace 
Race everyone to hear every ounce so tie up yo shoelace 
And let’s go 
Yo, lettin’ the people know

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce

The flow is
Summoned 
On command
Dig deep
Within 
Without a plan
Improvise
And
Ka-blam 
That is called conviction
Can you understand
The definition
What is your religion?
Damn
It takes blind faith
To hope that one can trust
In what is true 
What is real
For real
So what it do?
We are here to
Be seen
Be heard
Be who
We truly are 
Hold up then
Please
Tell us
Who are you?
 
Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce 

I got the feeling the bounce is appealing
Now that the ceiling’s been breaked
We got the unwilling to denounce appearing 
How it is that they never been waked 
Allow the revealing of the fake
Watch out we congealing as we get baked 
Take out that sponge cake, make no mistake 
It got that spring, there’s no remake 
Can feel the earth quake 
The beat is shaking
The bass is rumbling
So deep you feel your belly ache 
What’s at stake 
You gotta know
It’s that flow state 
We on a roll 
So slap on the butter baby
We gravy 
Grab a plate and
Before you go

Bounce
Bounce
To the boogie
The bang
The beat
Box
About
To bring it back
The breakdown
For the block
For my people
I see you
Gimme a pound
Tell me how
Have you been
For now
The breakdown
I’m here for you
Hear me loud 
And clear
We are responsible
For where we’re 
Bound
The breakdown
Heading out
Gotta beat the crowds
To get home
Put my feet up
While I eat on the couch
The breakdown

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce

Break Down The Bounce

Bitzone, RS Frawstakwa & the Couch King - Break Down The Bounce

a song written, recorded and produced by bitStone

bitzone (electronics, bass, drums, mix)
stone catcherye (guitars, vocals, lyrics)

from their upcoming album, "Switch"

Switch

and then a switch goes off in my head
fuck seeing red, I'm talking losing losing my shit
how have you been? what a stupid question
make me some sense, I'm sure I'll lose it again

I'm a calm and zen ocean
would you care for a swim
I'm a bomb without a tick
don't hit my switch

well, I've been robbed
and stabbed and then
forgotten

and then a switch goes off, like I said
fuck seeing red, I'm talking raising the dead
where to begin? - what a fucking stupid question
switch up your stance, let's try and lose it against

Switch

Thanks for listening!
Thanks to all collaborators!

For more info please check out track descriptions.

Under The Rainbow #Fabi|Milky Himself|Malu|Peter Sparker|Couch King

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