Blakey Bone's seminal debut album, 'The Da Vinci Code' now available on Soundcloud website.

I Am A Chromecast

True To You

DON'T GIVE UP

Dies Irae — "The Day of Wrath" — draws its name and inspiration from the iconic medieval Latin hymn that envisions the Last Judgment: a cataclysmic reckoning where the trumpet sounds, the dead rise, and every soul stands trial before an all-powerful Judge. Traditionally sung at Catholic Requiem Masses, this ancient text has haunted Western music and imagination for centuries, inspiring giants like Mozart and Verdi to transform it into timeless works of art.

This reinterpretation takes a more critical and personal path. Rather than presenting the full, fire-and-brimstone narrative, the track distills the original into select verses — fragments that echo through the music like distant voices from a troubled past. The piece challenges the deeply rooted notion of God as a merciless arbiter, replacing fear with reflection. In doing so, it questions how such doctrines have shaped our inner world — replacing love with dread, grace with guilt.

The composition opens and closes with solemn church organ passages, framing the piece like the arches of a ruined cathedral. The final organ reprise, however, carries a subtle shift — a glimmer of hope, as if the weight of centuries-old judgment might finally give way to something more compassionate.

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DIES IRAE 

Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet sæclum in favilla.

Quantus tremor est futurus
Quando iudex est venturus.

Liber scriptus proferetur,
in quo totum continetur.

Iudex ergo cum sedebit,
quidquid latet apparebit.

(The day of wrath, that day,
will dissolve the world in ashes.

How great will be the quaking,
when the Judge is about to come!

The written book will be brought forth,
in which all is contained.

When therefore the Judge will sit,
whatever lies hidden, will appear.)

Horror Sacri

Dies Irae

No one is mean (Remastered)

Petroleum, Microplastics and Fake Trees

Bioaccumulation of microplastics in decedent human brains: https://www.nature.com/articles/s41591-024-03453-1

The Human Brain May Contain as Much as a Spoon’s Worth of Microplastics, New Research Suggests: https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/the-human-brain-may-contain-as-much-as-a-spoons-worth-of-microplastics-new-research-suggests-180985995/

Detection and characterization of microplastics in the human testis and semen: https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/36948312/

Microplastic presence in dog and human testis and its potential association with sperm count and weights of testis and epididymis: https://academic.oup.com/toxsci/article/200/2/235/7673133

In a First, Microplastics Are Found in Fresh Antarctic Snow: https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/in-a-first-microplastics-are-found-in-fresh-antarctic-snow-180980264/

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Forever Man

My Teflon coated 
Skeleton holds a 
Pretense over me
It's harder to wash away
When the water will rush away
Leave me dry and clean


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


Waterproof, insoluble
I'm sickly celled, with polished roads
Breathing out Gasoline
Overton turn 
The economy grows
I got the front seats for the final show
Plastic model plastered in a magazine


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


[Solo]


Replace the trees
With tree toys
Stick 'em in the ground
Then call 'em a forest
Ain't this town so neat? 
The amount of fumes itself 
A show of force
Progress takes much sacrifice, of course
'Til our recyclable blood depletes


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


///////////JUNE-AUGUST 2025

Forever Man

🔥 "Seduce and Confuse" is an intense and disturbing song, blending dark rock, grunge, and emotional atmospheres. A story of obsession, desire, and pain: seduction that becomes addiction, love that turns into torment.

💀 Raw and scratchy female vocals, dark guitars, and a grunge soul that leaves no escape.

If you find yourself in this mood, leave me a comment and share 🖤

Produced by EileenNoise
Singer and guitar Sophie 

Listen to my other songs on Spotify & YouTube → 
https://open.spotify.com/intl-it/artist/3gyawiyn1h42aeP11nH2KC
https://www.youtube.com/@eileennoise9515

[Verse]
She'll sing him lullabies
He won't sleep
And she'll give him butterflies
In his jeans

[Chorus]
She'll seduce him
Then confuse him
But she won't ever lose him

[Verse 2]
And when the morning comes
She'll be gone
And when he finds someone
She'll still haunt

[Chorus]
She'll seduce him
Then confuse him
But she won't ever lose him
She'll seduce him
Then confuse him
But she won't ever lose him

Seduce and confuse

g-KoDe  Pale1 "Freestyle"

90's influenced hard rock produced and recorded in Metro Detroit.

I've become the slow momentum of common value in decline.
Hats of to those who made it. As for me, I'm getting back in line.

All the hopeless lining up with what they found.
Who decides who will fly, I'm running out of one more try.
And the hapless, cueing up for one more round.
Who decides when stars align, I'm running out of one more try.
As the hopeless pass me by.

All the good that I found, slowly leaks and slowly lets you down.
Now you have my soul to take. On the run and feeling less than great.

All the hopeless lining up with what they found.
Who decides who will fly, I'm running out of one more try.
And the hapless, cueing up for one more round.
Who decides when stars collide, I'm running out of one more try.
As the hapless walk on by.

Who decides when to try? I'm racing on the bottom.
Who decides when to lie?  I'm l lying on the bottom.

Back in Line

X CLUB with Raredub - 15 August 2025

Very impressive artist who is not afraid to challenge everything

Contact: mgmt.mcmanus@gmail.com

please no haters I am at my wit's end