Sirens(Prod. beatsbyb)

Fender guitar, electronic drums, vocal effects.(garageband)
Written, produced,& guitar by me.
This is only an experimental project it was created in one day, so relax.

Tidal wave🌊(Prod. beatsbyb)

Zephyr

An Interlude From The Last Day

UPPERS BRING ME DOWN

World Insanity

Awaken from my dreams
Awaken from my bubble
I see Children crying
I see a crazy world
......

Awaken from my dreams
Awaken from my bubble
I wish a new better world
Full of Love

Melusine - [Compo] - World Insanity

A Cool Dry Place

Rolling Forward 120 BPM

I married the Mother-to-be in late Summer,
the weather was already start to change,
our future echoed backwards,
murder is a music box,
her master and his black words,
reindeer games and hall of shame,
who to blame? unspoken name,
can't say yes and can't say no,
to a Nephilim Dildo,

I married the Mother-to-be on 11th,
in the temple of nature, although not really,
a park full of crackheads,
bats were flitting through the sky,
but we followed where the tracks lead,
it was all doomed anyhow,
so I made a broken vow,
she poisoned me for a pillow show,
and a Nephilim Dildo,

I married the Mother-to-be,
we were homeless,
and the next day while we were panhandling,
an engagement ring was given,
the magic spell was blossoming,
her womb where life was living,
she'd sell it for an open door,
just like her mother before,
the barter bred and the don't-you-know,
and the Nephilim Dildo,

Nephilim Dildo

Music by @vas_walden & @helios-the-sun-god
Lyrics by @frankyola via looperman
Build and re-master by @mreguest

"Vaporeon" Feat. Vas Walden & Frank Yola (mreguest mix)

The City

Once it was a city
Now it’s just a street
With every mile another dream lays crushed
And the sun shows no pity
Pouring out its heat
As mighty towers crumble into dust

One by one they followed
One by one they left without a trace

There were signs on the water
Portents in the sky
The Watchers blind by sleep didn’t see a thing
Six crows at the altar
A bargain for the price
Half less worth an eagle’s broken wing

One by one they followed
One by one they left without a trace

What walks the moon at midnight
Through the narrow lanes 
Lurking in the shadows that it cast
A pestilence upon us, a blight
A spreading stain
Taking everything out on its path

One by one they followed
One by one they left without a trace

So, sing the last love song written
Drink up the vineyard grape
Rouse the ghosts of tomorrow from their slumber
If I break out of this prison
And the hour’s not too late
I’ll be down the road without a name or number

One by one they followed
One by one they left without a trace

Written and Performed by Pravinand Maharaj aka Johnny Minstrerl

Image credits:
Creator:ZULFA MOHAMAD
Copyright:New Straits Times Press (M) Bhd

Stone Mirror

The City

You might like to watch a video clip for this track at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_07erk0_mDs

During the first days of this newly started pandemic era, I couldn't help but rereading Sophocles' tragedy "Oedipus the king" and meditate on how it was meant to be interpreted at the time of its first mise-en-scène. Despite being normally considered today as a quintessential hero (and victim) of rational (self-) knowledge, following the subsequent Aristotelian interpretation of this character, my impression is that Oedipus, holder of the political power, is somehow pressured to investigate his own roots (and infamy) by the public of his subjects asking him for a solution to the plague infesting their town, more than by his own, allegedly inquiring will. Oedipus' behaviour, consisting in minimizing the extent of the plague and claiming to be doing every effort in order to fight it at first, then panicking as more as his responsibility (and his sin...) becomes clear to everyone, somehow reminded me of our current, global situation; so I've tried to portray it by recording this experimental track. The recited ancient Greek text is drawn from the initial verse of Sophocles' work, and this is its English translation:

"My children, latest generation born from Cadmus,
why are you sitting here
with wreathed sticks in supplication to me,
while the city fills with incense,
chants, and cries of pain?"

ὦ τέκνα, Κάδμου τοῦ πάλαι νέα τροφή,
τίνας ποθ᾽ ἕδρας τάσδε μοι θοάζετε
ἱκτηρίοις κλάδοισιν ἐξεστεμμένοι;
πόλις δ᾽ ὁμοῦ μὲν θυμιαμάτων γέμει,
ὁμοῦ δὲ παιάνων τε καὶ στεναγμάτων

This track is dedicated to my friend Thomas @ansound-655183295

Teth Sin : electric guitars, bağlama, vocals, Cretan lyra, bass guitar, samplers (percussions, raw data, electric piano), synthesizers, field recordings, sound design

Original composition, arrangement, mix, mastering & cover artwork design by Teth Sin

Pandemic Aberration

RIP Dolph🐬
RIP VON
RIP XXX
RIP pnb rock

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