Amazing, it is like a walk through my inner melancholy self. You must really feel what you create. Thank you!

you really play your feelings and convey them to the listener. The piece and the poem speak to the need for and the power of music and poetry  well done

Eine musikalische Morgendämmerung
Score: https://youtu.be/2qbuPCqHcls

ful score

Dawn

How do you feel about the rights of others, or about your own?
A mood statement about otherness and uniqueness, sexuality and self-determination.

With great thanks to all involved, may the future be better!

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Vocals
Milky Himself @milkyhimself
Malu https://www.instagram.com/lunartickband/
Marquis Zane @couch-king-presents
Peter Sparker @peter-sparker

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes

Keys, Bass, Drums
bitzone @bitzone

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*Milky*
aye aye aye … listen up …

What were you conditioned to believe in?
Is a woman and a man equal are they even?
Love is unconditional then does it need a reason?
If a man loves a man is he a heathen?

If we both love girls have a threesome
bring her cousin, get our freak on
I don’t really care who I put meat on 
you can turn the lights off, baby leave the beat on

I be like …

Love who you wanna love.
fuck who you wanna fuck, suck who you wanna suck.
Love who you wanna love.
Plus you can never love too much

yeah and really though:

See I don’t fuck with the requirements
and I don’t chime in when the choir sings
Hose you down like the firemen
I think the patriarchy needs retirement, so I’m denying them.

• Are you under the rainbow looking up or on a high-horse looking down?

*Malu*
Gay pride wants you to fall, why don't you want that pot of gold. 

*Peter*
You do you I'ma do me
we don't gotta be enemies
jus because we disagree
everyone is entitled to their own opinion
not hurtin anyone continue livin how you livin
be who you are don't hide yoself
if you do then you'll always feel by yoself
I'm not gay but if I was
what other people thought I wouldn't give a fuck
so nothin against anybody that is
it's your choice to live the life you live
live it
people fear what they don't understand
it's double bad if you're a gay Black Man
some men love to see Women kiss
but not 2 men yo that don't make sense
but again people like what they like
but what what you likes not a reason to take yo life

• Are you under the rainbow looking up or on a high-horse looking down?

*Malu*
Misogyny and hate, your mother would be so ashamed. 
Within your lyrics, there beats a second pulse. 
But you don't care as long as you wear gold. 

*Couch*
Looking up not giving up
Sure footing not secure enough 
Thru signaling escape rebuff  
Still limiting by law will snuff

Ya think ya finna stand right up
Until ya bout to loose ya stuff 
Ya medals and your trophy cups
Your devils that a cause stir up

Your chance to be the best in club
Your stance that causes mass erupt
Societal division ta
Keep the power that is stuck  

This ain’t disorderly conduct   
When independence disrupts they don’t give a fuck 
When it comes down to it will I give it up 
Step down from looking down and start looking up

*Malu*
Gay pride wants you to fall, why don't you want that pot of gold. 
Within your lyrics, there beats a second pulse. 
But you don't care as long as you wear gold. 

• Are you under the rainbow looking up?

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Mixed & Produced by bitzone 2022

Under The Rainbow

Under The Rainbow #Fabi|Milky Himself|Malu|Peter Sparker|Couch King

Cat and cafe

Sadness and Sorrow

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Hammond B3 Organ solo, Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Flute solo. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm. Horn Section Trumpet, Tenor & Baritone Saxophones. Fender Electric Bass. Trap Drum set. Percussion Tambourine, Zildjen Crash Cymbal, Woodblock.

Still Kickin'

Walkin Bluez

This composition was inspired by the poem "Day is Done" by the American poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882).  

Day is Done

The day is done, and the darkness 
Falls from the wings of Night, 
As a feather is wafted downward 
From an eagle in his flight. 

I see the lights of the village 
Gleam through the rain and the mist, 
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me 
That my soul cannot resist: 

A feeling of sadness and longing, 
That is not akin to pain, 
And resembles sorrow only 
As the mist resembles the rain. 

Come, read to me some poem, 
Some simple and heartfelt lay, 
That shall soothe this restless feeling, 
And banish the thoughts of day. 

Not from the grand old masters, 
Not from the bards sublime, 
Whose distant footsteps echo 
Through the corridors of Time. 

For, like strains of martial music, 
Their mighty thoughts suggest 
Life's endless toil and endeavor; 
And to-night I long for rest. 

Read from some humbler poet, 
Whose songs gushed from his heart, 
As showers from the clouds of summer, 
Or tears from the eyelids start; 

Who, through long days of labor, 
And nights devoid of ease, 
Still heard in his soul the music 
Of wonderful melodies. 

Such songs have power to quiet 
The restless pulse of care, 
And come like the benediction 
That follows after prayer. 

Then read from the treasured volume 
The poem of thy choice, 
And lend to the rhyme of the poet 
The beauty of thy voice. 

And the night shall be filled with music 
And the cares, that infest the day, 
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, 
And as silently steal away.

Day is Done

Stargazer

Recorded in Modesto, Ca   Featuring Alto Saxophone solo. Vibraphone solo. Flute solo. Acoustic Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Drums Trap drum set. Percussion Ago go Bells, Triangle Partido Alto. Timbales, Cowbell, Ziljen Crash Cymbal.

Lighthouse

Midnight

morning

velvet tree

Through the cracks of silence, reflections open like petals of an eternal bloom. Shadows slip across forgotten mirrors as light bends through prisms of violet mist. Relics of time lie beneath the veil, but among the ruins, something lingers: a fragile breath that lingers, carrying the essence of eons into the present.

Hollow Dreams

“A painter paints pictures on canvas but musicians paint their pictures on silence.” -  Leopold Stokowski

A member of Cellar Door which you can find here: https://soundcloud.com/cdoor

"The most powerful and magical language is music. The reason for this is that music is the original language. Music is not ornamented poetry, and poetry is not ornamented prose. Poetry is fallen music, and prose is fallen poetry. Prose is not the original language; it is poetry made practical. Even poetry is not the original language; it is music made speakable, it is the words of music separated from their music. In the beginning was music." (Peter Kreeft, Philosophy of Tolkien)

Day is Done

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