Christopher O'Connell - Vocals, Guitars, Percussion

Reset

Speech marked fairness, from one strand of awareness sets a darker tone
Papered over the cracks, to recorded, canned applause, it’s all in-vogue
So let’s go rogue
It’s time to press reset

Under a cloud, a sound so loud
Don’t you know there’s many sides to a story?
He’s your God
Pay him for what he’s done
Flash the cards for the glory
So easy..
Frame me…
Afford a little respect

Blinkered silence, forcing a crisis, and on it goes
Winding up the violence, to make the words more pious, it’s your viral load
In damage limitation mode
It’s time to press reset

Under a cloud, a sound so loud
Don’t you know there’s many sides to the story?
She is God
Kill the world to pay her
You bet…
It’s time to press reset
Afford me some respect

Reset (Dungeon Demo)

Christopher O'Connell - Vocals, Guitars, Percussion
Xie HongYing - Cello

Ether2Ether

Hello to
My holistic you
Near, nor far, once real

Of my blind side
Simple yet defined
Tangible to how I feel

You are more than a phantom limb
Yet the whispering wind is your pseudonym
I hear it howl
And hypnotise
I hear it whine
Reminding me this ether is just mine

The truth laid bare
In all of nowhere
Fitting and sincere

Now let us be ‘clear’
and disappear
You with I aren’t still here

We still function like a synonym
Though further away than we’ve ever been
And by this void
We will abide
Not to forget, or to hide
We’ve moved on in life

Ether2Ether

Christopher O'Connell - Vocals, Guitars, Percussion

Sebagaimana Mestinya

Bersuka cita atas kesempatan
Dan bersyukur atas perdamaian
Kutemukan ilham…

Dengan gagasan
Dalam bimbingan
Kita saling menghormati
Kemudian saling peduli
Akhirnya kita gembira

Bertanggung jawab atas perbuatan kita
Berharap atas masa depan
Meskipun tertekan

Dengan gagasan
Dalam bimbingan
Kita saling menghormati
Kemudian saling pedull
Akhirnya kita gembira

Kegighan, kesejahteraan, perayaan, keingintahuan
Kalau berusaha, itu sebabnya…

Dengan gagasan
Dalam bimbingan
Pertama saling menghormati
dan saling pedull
Ketika saling menahami
Bisa menyadarinya…

Mungkin tidak sama
Tapi setuju, kita bisa
Bantuan selalu ada
Sebagaimana Mestinya

Sebagaimana Mestinya (Demo)

2023

The Adventure (Chongqing Style)

Christopher O'Connell - Vocals, Guitars, Percussion
Trevor Breakspear - Piano
Richard Arridge - Bass
Dong Dong - Vocals

Draw The Curtains

All the baggage has shown its force
When the blocked synapses have run their course.
Bend reality, into a metaphor
And that flat pack roll out of an inner core
Helps you live that just a little more

So draw the curtains, open doors
Hit the lights and take in the applause
Every template in from every chord
Draw the curtains, give and take
Being the colour, not the shape
Reach the heights and rest yourself awake

Disarray has risen flaws
And the glazed awareness is reinforced
Let it fly, and it'll sing
Doesn't matter if it's left or right wing
It is what what comes next will bring

So, draw the curtains, open doors
Hit the lights and take in the applause
Every template in from every chord

Draw the curtains, give and take
Being the colour, not the shape
Reach the heights and rest yourself awake
 chilling out, take a moment, remember... 

Now don't say, not today, cos someday, it'll dawn so true
By design, be divine, in your time
Defining your role, architect of the solo/soul

Fables of Faces (Part 2: The Art of Adoration)

Draw The Curtains

Mas Chris - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Percussion
Pak Muchsan - Vocals

Saatnya Cangkruk!

Kenapa mandek?
Menghindari kerja…
Kenapa ngantuk?
Maksain kerja
Gembar-gembor
Amarah, kulihat
Gini saja, 
Istirahat

Sikap untuk kehidupan
Tak butuhkan alasan
Kudapatkan kebebasan
Masalah terslesaikan

Untuk suasana
Tetap kujaga
Saatnya cangkruk
Tak hiruk pikuk!

kesempurnaan
dalam petualangan
Menuju ke warung
Untuk ‘’kopi’ terjun!

Untuk suasana
tetap kujaga
saatnya cangkruk
Tak hiruk pikuk!

Musik terdengar
Dahsyat kurasa
Teman ikutan
Tak hilir mudik

Saatnya Cangkruk!

Christopher O'Connell - Guitars, Percussion, Synth Piano, Synth Organ
Agus Rudianto - Guitars, Arrangement

Music based on a 2008 Poem:

All Passages Are There to Rectify

Empty rooms and back seat drivers, watch the days passing on
We are free as the stars above us, in the end we work for peanuts
Take mindless photographs, as useless as each other
Watch the risk of the expectations
Tell a story of dawning glory, a figure of the local society
Have got to be so famous, but already that’s infamous
A point of view and a home, as useful as no other
A parent of your children, to be there to put right
they’re there to put right, you must a little foresight
All passages are there to rectify

Inconsiderate wanderers, take into your consideration
Touch wood not to slip away but already have done
Try to work it out, but will it soon be gone?
Cry to let out the pain, for want is not for something gained
All passages are there to rectify

How did man become so gothic, loners roaming streets so darkened?
Can hold on to the gravity, but not your conscience
When it comes to that love and hate, as useful as each other
Want to be the inspiration, they’re there to put right
they’re there to put right, you must a little foresight
All passages are there to rectify

Inconsiderate wanderers, take into your consideration
Touch wood not to slip away but already have done
Try to work it out, but will it soon be gone?
Cry to let out the pain, for want is not for something gained
Prejudice and incoherent wars, handing on the negative thoughts
That road is there to rectify
All passages are there to rectify

Ok, your royal highness, take into consideration
Touch wood not to slip away 
Try to work it out, but will it soon be gone?
There is the time there to rectify
You know there is something there, a road to share
Cry to let out the pain, a scream to terrify
There is a passage there to rectify

All Passages Are There To Rectify (Instrumental 2013 Demo)

Christopher O'Connell - Vocals, Guitars, Percussion

Lay It Down, Inflammable Thing!

Breaking the Fourth Wall
Like an affirmation
Designed to lift us all
Added to the equation

Fate,
Move on
Burn up the Monday blues
And all that traffic news
And wear the crown
Weapon in human form
Lay it down

Restrain the protocol
It’s had it autumn
Receive a level up
The martyr points, decisive motion
Redraw parameters
And burn it down to feel so awesome
Breaking the fourth wall
Like a revolution
Designed to light us all
From an aberration

Fate
Move on
Smoke up their tainted views
Make sure they can’t refuse
And wear the crown
That fire could kill us all
But lay it down

Lay It Down, Inflammable Thing!

Christopher O'Connell - Vocals, Guitars, Percussion
David Lydiard - Arrangement

Prelude for Scenery

Feel a new sense of meaning
Keep the masses believing
Give an aspect of time, of place, their own private space, a little daydream

Time is running short
Life is passing us by
Time to set the tone
Before you say good...bye....

Try a new commentary
On the life fiction-worthy
Give us a feel, of what it means to be, a eccentric bordering on obscurity

Time is running short
Life is passing us by
Time to set the mood
Before you say good...bye....

A Formula For Fatalism (or Realism?)

Prelude For Scenery

Christopher O'Connell - Vocals, Guitars, Percussion

Shoes

Entering the room, a place not to hide, the same words and worlds appear, seems painful to bear
Is not sure, certain of fate, in face of fear, in face of face, in spite of fact, in spite of spite, it pays
An age profound but a shaded light, with an age-old recital of hollow lies

You don’t need to wear their shoes
You lay waste from their weight treading down the only road you’ve ever known
What are you ever going to know? Are you ever going to follow the lead, or go?
You only fit into their shoes, so you can run away

No apologies, excuses so tired, the same words and worlds appear, so I guess it is fair,
He doesn’t care, on how to survive, and when time comes, it is such a bore, it will burn until it hurts some more
An age profound but a shaded light, with the usual old, hollow lies laid bear

You don’t need to wear their shoes
You lay waste from their weight treading down the only road you’ve ever known
What are you ever going to know? Are you ever going to follow the lead, or go?
You only fit into their shoes, so you can run away

Make it sound like a silly game but the only sound to hear is blame, always the same
It’s always the same

Shoes

Christopher O'Connell - Vocals, Guitars, Percussion

Miss Cynicism

How can I not be bored?
Or enveloped by disdain
When such hostility
Encourages refrain
I won’t be helpful, charm or delegate no more
Caring for oneself is deafening humour for three or four, or more
Don’t know why it came this far, I had to write and say
Miss Cynicism wave me good day

Ideals engrained somewhere
The stories quantify
Superficial sense
Has let the conscience die
It’s not just facts and figures, there's the fiction and the truth
There is analysis and interpretation of acting like a youth
Commentary so sceptical, too much does not seem right?
Miss Cynicism wish me goodnight

Making my thoughts run dry
By audacity derogatory
Receive a constant debt
That the habitual made blind
It took ignition, drastic to recall my own name
So, I can’t let it tire or Ill end up just the same
The Allophones, pheromones and manners do they justify?
Miss Cynicism I say to your goodbye.
Miss Cynicism, I say goodbye.

Christopher O'Connell

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