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I met my other half at a very strange time in my life.

Released March 21, 1988
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Pixies - Where Is My Mind?

Dead Cvlt
Formed in Portland, Oregon 2011 – the place, it can be said 21-year old punks, hippies and radical thinkers go to retire. Dead Cvlt channel the energy of 1980’s anarchist punk and US hardcore via the dark swirling guitar of early Banshees and Bauhaus. From within the burgeoning DiY enclaves reaching from Vancouver and Seattle in the rainy Pacific North-west to the scorched earth of Southern California, Dead Cvlt join the revolution for a change of conscience. In a history of progress before humanity, from the desecration of tribal cultures , through never-ending war and the global capitalist tyranny of today, Dead Cvlt play their songs for those living amongst the dying and dead.

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Where Is My Mind? (The Pixies)

#Rock #progreesiveRock Idea and production: RoboSounds, done with Udio.com, Text:ChatGPT4 Image: Midjourney

Literally Not Art

Verse 1
In the shadowed glow of the midnight screen,
Code spills out where brushstrokes have been.
Canvas of circuits, palette of light,
A portrait forms, hauntingly bright.

[Bridge]
Silent whispers in the electric air,
Echoes of a soul that's barely there.
Each pixel placed with a ghostly grace,
An artist unseen, lost without trace.

[Chorus]
Literally not art, they scream,
Lost in the digital dream.
Where is the soul, where does it start?
In the glow of a screen or the human heart?

[Verse]
Dorian’s mirror on a modern wall,
A perfect face that will never fall.
But beneath the code, the cracks grow wide,
In the heart of the machine where the shadows hide.

[Chorus]
Literally not art, they cry,
Underneath the sterile sky.
What is lost and what survives?
In the art that’s made while no one's alive.
 
[Verse]
As the algorithm learns to see,
What remains of you and me?
A reflection grown from binary seed,
Art or mimicry, which do we heed?

[Chorus]
Literally not art, they declare,

[Outro]

So gaze upon this timeless art,
Forged from science, born of heart.
Is it less, or is it more?
To find beauty in the core.

Pixies - Where Is My Mind?

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