Feel The Earth Spinning

Lights Off feat. CallMeDezz
Vocals and Lyrics CallMeDezz:
 https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22218/lights-off-140bpm-trap-acapella
Paploviante E Bass, Music, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering

Lights Off feat. CallMeDezz

Many thousands of years ago, our ancestors lived here on our little globe. Did they have any idea of the future..... and if so what was "future" for them? "Tomorrow, next week, or next year?" Did they even have a word for future? Or was life exclusively about develop and expand the group and getting food for the day? Or did they, too, have other goals and meaning with their lives?

Lyrics and vocals: Our dear poet Peter, https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix and Production; Seagull, https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Calm Stream

    I have no words, just thoughts, like these
    Of primal cravings, fears and needs.
    My leathered skin, yet young, seems older
    Browned and cracked I shiver colder
    Depicting beasts muralled large within my cave, 
    Their fatty flesh my empty gut to crave.

    Bursting fires from the frozen mountain thread
    And weave and belch and burn and spit of ochres red.
    The very poison whence my paintbox palette grows
    'Neath the toxic gases twixt congealing lava flows.
    In these extremes we live, but few, the young into
    the perma-sleep will often fall 
    And not so old, our eldest ageing too, follow close
    upon the darkest terror's call.

    Meat and heat is all I need,
    Stone and bone, all I own.
    Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
    Cleanse it in the calming stream.

    Strip the skin, spit the pips,
    Moisturise the burning lips.
    Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
    Cleanse it in the calming stream.

Ancient Man - Seagull & Peter

Extracto de mi pista Every Day I Try para el concurso de Adam Audio

Every Day I Try - #soundtrackcompetition2024

'Windrush' An intended soundtrack for a yet to be made documentary on the Imigration, (which was often "forced" or "coerced") by the British govenment of the mainly Jamaican population over to England after the 2nd world war in 1948.
The HMT Empire Windrush was the ship used to carry these 1027 West Indians, who were later housed in often abominable conditions, including unused underground stations. They were sent out to service type jobs for a pittance in pay and more or less used as "slave" labour.
This is my tribute to these extremely proud people, many of whom I have met over the years, whilst living in London. All of them I remember with fondness.

A Cupboardful Of Hats

Windrush

Inertia

Laughter on ŞeoulŞtreet

Written and recorded before breakfast. I  later re-did backing though and used subscription to re-upload 

Please let me let you down
I'm just a clown
My mind isn't sound 
It's known around town
Could you let me let you down?
Do let me lay about 
I've never been stout 
In my struggle with doubt 
Until I get gout
Please let me lay about 
Why don't we embrace love?
Why don't we embrace love?
Why don't we embrace love?
Embrace love
Would you let me let you lie?
Let your heart calcify 
I couldn't let myself comply 
Quite brave for a wise guy 
Would you let me let you lie?
Never could let you let me down
With words and deeds that confound
So let's wear a long gown 
And watch the sun going down 
Never never never let me let you down
Never let me let you down

Never Let Me Let You Down

Heartaches (2021) Anthology CD2 Track 11

Dedicated to Mama Susie <3 I miss you and love you

[Hook]
Vibes high I lay low
Death’s code to skin and bone
Butterfly eyes in my lane and zone
Till I’m dead and gone
Keep my head up high 
As the times pass by

why I wonder how with ebb and flow
Death’s code to skin and bone
Butterfly eyes in my lane and zone
Till I’m dead and gone
Keep my head up high 
As the times fly by 

[Verse 1]
Praised high so I don’t lose my sanity
Look in the vanity from cosmic breaks
Nordic place morphin endorphins
Into formulaic formation
The information to find the hacks of life to survive this station
Contemplating deeper thoughts to have explanations
But nobody’s patient
Believe you’re destined for greatness 
Too focused on division but we’re in relation
As a species that lacks communication 

Look in the mirror leaning back in my seat
Ponder on life’s deeper questions and things nobody dare to speak 
Let’s subtract divisions rewrite humanity reach
Head in the clouds but feeling land on my feet
Multiple entities can’t be one man that put out that heat
All of we you can never beat
But don’t let the mystic speak

Finding answers to why we focus on the different substance to get rid of the pain and numbness
Philosophical thoughts collide 
See through my third eye 
And my heart’s release of my true disguise
Fear to envision a divine outside of what society decides it’s all apart of the demise  
Balancing the world is my exercise 
Word to the wise stick to simplicity 
Blessed like I’m the christening 
Universe speaks if you would try listening 
Seeing through energy fields
 Multiple beings reveal           
Maybe a human or maybe  from behind the veil 



[Bridge]
and say I..hope you keep your faith in me
High. won’t let this mental take from me
Time…moves so faithfully
Into the ether within the lull 
Pass through the days so dull

[Hook]
Vibes high I lay low
Death’s code to skin and bone
Butterfly eyes in my lane and zone
Till I’m dead and gone
Keep my head up high 
As the times pass by

why I wonder how with ebb and flow
Death’s code to skin and bone
Butterfly eyes in my lane and zone
Till I’m dead and gone
Keep my head up high 
As the times fly by 

bite my tongue (unplugged)

01 - SA - WE - Pulsing Presence
02 - SA - ASE - Subtle Dirt
03 - NI - STRAYLIGHT - Worm Hole - Chapter IV

Twilight

Jax: Spawn of Jimmy “The Rev”, Jimi Hendrix prodigy, Layne Staley’s character, KVon roots, 999's infinity, Tupac's aura, Biggie's astral MC, Amy Winehouse's heart, Nip's Hustle, Christopher Drew's Captain, XXX’s trope, Peep/Cobain energy, 47STEELO astral spirit, Pop Smoke’s Woo,and Mac Miller's resurrected soul 
Ghetto-Goth-GQ-Hipster Hybrid 
Spiritual Thug
R.I.P Grandpa Pete, Lola Felie, Lolo Espie, Lola Carmen, Uncle Rocco, Kaitlyn Carlson, Auntie Diane, Abuelita Garcia, Spencer C's Dad, Max Gadau, Mama Susie and all the loved one's lost and watching over us
I make music for all of you protecting me in the skies...
Featuring: Jax and the Astral Entities
Band: Jimi Deathski and The Hallucinogems 
Music For the Soul. 
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bite my tongue (unplugged)

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