Four piano fragments for Her Highness Damga
1 - The Deep Sky of Abstraction [0 - 0:50]
2 - Red Hair Pop Theme [0:50 - 1:44]
3 - Take Off Your Armour [1:44 - 3:12]
4 - La Nuit Monte dans le Crépuscule Embaumé [3:12  - 4:07]

Piano Fragments For Damga

FULL ORIGINAL VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GN07D6coCjg
“Finding YOUR WAY does not mean that you always know where you are going. The important thing is that you know how to find your way HOME…”.

“TAKE ME HOME” feels nostalgic and familiar in its essence as the soundscape and lyrics remind you that our biggest quest is to uncover our truest selves and discover where we belong. Home is 
where you feel the most comfort and the most inspired, and when you arrive at that place, you'll never want to leave again.

Take Me Home

Broken-down well
in a valley broke.
What we encase
keeps us afloat.

There is no vaccine
for the rotten watermelon rind.
There is no angel
for the gas station attendant
shot at point-blank range.
There is no justice for the motive
on the roof, o'er the fence.

What is the soul motivation?
Is there a reason
to live
without freedom?
Besides what you are
remembered by when you leave.

There are no embarrassments
on the eve of the balcony
as gravity kicks in
at four in the morning.

Where were the stars
when the pills sprawled across the floor?
and blood ran down the mirror.

There is no director above you.
The hands reach into the void
for the thing not yet there.

Come up with hands of seaweed
with salt in the air.
Drive the high desert.
Fold in alone.

There is no mercy.
The land as dry as bone.
My body knows it's poisoned
as it drifts to the unknown.

Occupy some trailer.
Meld with the occult.
Let the devil take you down
the highways
with a leather case
and cigarette smoke.

Words by Riley Robinson

Faith Lost

Arecibo
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We're signaling,
We're signaling,
We're signaling...
Please hear our call

We're signaling,
We're signaling,
We're signaling...
Please hear our call

We're signaling,
We're signaling,
We're signaling...
Please hear our call

Please hear our call

Please hear our call

Arecibo

Arecibo

Arecibo

PROJECT < 2>
(BILOGY)
-DILOGY-TWO PARTS
Here I share with you (Part I) my New Single 
_Inflatable e-Doll_(Part One)
In this my latest work is about (Agalmatophilia).
(Agalmatophilia) is a paraphilia that consists of feeling sexual desire for a statue, doll, mannequin or other similar figurative object.
-Here, and, on this occasion, it is about a trip, a passage through the heights, a sensual trip by plane.
Lirics_Carlos Ucedda_

Inflatable e-Doll — Part One

Need Love

They Took It All Out Of My Hands: Need Love

two feelings in one, thanks for listenin...I like the second feeling the most...each to their own. I would love to hear ur comments positive or negative...I love feedback


IF YA DIRTY

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Lyrics:
Threw the keys in the sink disposal
Found 2 bodies in the bathroom stall
I just don't seem to care
Never really cared at all

They ask, How could I not have noticed?
How could I have lived with you there
I just didn't seem to notice
I just didn't seem to care

That time was only metal for you
That time was always dirge
I didn't seem to want to know
I didn't have the urge

Kept clean and did the dishes
Fed the dog and the fishes
The cat could never be found
I never bothered to look around

Staying awake seemed a chore
Yet I smiled as I swept the floor
I don't remember having this many walls
I guess I never really noticed
Never really noticed, that's all

February 28 and March 3, 2025

Untitled Song 1

Mesmerize

We Had Our Times (Re-Explored)

Digging your scene

Digging your scene (in the style of The Blow Monkeys)

Synthpop, Operapop, Crossover, Electrónico,Synthwave,Triphop, Indie pop