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Happy Valentine's All you Hardcore believers in Love! 

A beautiful bluegrass/country song recorded by J.D. Crowe, written by Steven F. Brines and James B. Smoak, interpreted here with a simple acoustic guitar, piano, vocals and mandolin complements. A long time favorite that we think was wonderfully suited to Nat’s gentle voice in lead.

Vocal Copyright 2022 Daniels & Durgy
Vocals, Piano, Acoustic guitar, Stand Up Bass, and Production - Nat Daniels
Vocals, Mandolin, - Craig Durgy
Mechanical Copyright Brines/Smoak

Lyrics:

When you say you love me I don’t know what you mean
But it seems like I should
So if I say I’m bruised and torn and other loves have warned me
You won’t mind if this one is for good

I don’t know if I can take it if we can really make it
I’ve never known a love without an end
But if you really think we can then you can share my blanket
And we’ll see what happens then

When your coat falls from your shoulders in a heap upon the floor
And the door behind is closed
I don’t know if I can stand it it’s an awful lot to handle
Taking count of all the things I know

When you say you love me I don’t know what to say
I’m afraid to go along
Afraid that you might hurt me unable to be certain 
Afraid that I might turn and you’ll be gone

So I don’t know if I can take it ..if we can really make it
I’ve never known a love without an end
But if you really think we can then you can share my blanket
And we’ll see what happens then
You are more than a friend...
I guess... we'll see what happens then....

You Can Share My Blanket

Vorlon Rick Medlock @rick-4-1 - Drums & Percussion Ideas
She/Her Janine Levinson @janinelevinson - Vocals & Ideas 
Tiresias Phil McWalter @phil-mcwalter - The Other Stuff

Pronouns [Let Me Be Me)

She 
He
She 
He...

I don’t want this
I do want that
I don’t want that
I do want this
You call me he
I call me they
They call me him
Let me be me
Or be him...

She Him They Them
She Her Me Him
He Her She Him
Why not be him?

Let me be me
Let me be me
Let me
Be me
Me

© July 2022 Phil McWalter

Pronouns (Let Me Be Me)

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Rapture - Music & Vocal Improv's by REKHA IYERN [Fe]

Cover Art Design - Photos, Self Portrait, Solarium Lights & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Compose & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered at IYERN [Fe] Reocords in CANADA.

A song about how the Queen is ever so proud and endlessly intoxicated...she is in a state of elated-ecstasy because of the miraculous fact that her King is a Good King, born to instil goodness on earth and beyond.  She will follow her Good King until the end of time...She has nothing but deep spiritual soul to soul devotion-admiration for her one and only beautiful King & of course the feelings dwell inside her, the passion fire never ending but rather only escalating. The almighty Lord Shiva says destruction will never win! One could believe that Shiva is King and his loyal goddess wife-is Parvati Queen. Hope you all enjoy this cosmic number!


Rapture - REKHA IYERN FE Ambient M7 Trk +4.0db Vol +0.0db WAV

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RAPTURE

RAPTURE - Music & Vocal Improv's - REKHA IYERN [Fe] | Electro Space Dance

Music, lyrics & production by Sergey Ruban

We Are Not Puppets

Lyrics, vocals: https://soundcloud.com/modesaboutme & https://soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel

Music, production: RUIZZOIDMAN

PARENTAL ADVISORY (with Modes About Me & The Mysterious Decibel)

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

This is unapologetically inspired by the A-side to one of my favorite albums of all time. I'll let you guess which album that is - if you are older than 50 it will most likely be easier.

A lot of us spend our lives chasing a dream, and despite reaching milestone after milestone the dream is always just beyond our reach. If you're lucky all you need to do is stop and think - maybe you're already there. I was reminded about this when told a story about a popular beach boatman asked by a hedge fund manager why he doesn't invest in an additional boat. After many questions the investor tells him that after years he could become so financially successful that he could spend his afternoons with his family and friends. The boatman tells him that after his morning fishing run that is already what he does. 

The guitar is a Logic Pro X Heavy Metal Guitar. For the drums I "mixed it up" a bit by using more reverb on the snare than on the rest of the drums. Also had a hi-hat in there initially but I took it out as I thought it muddied up the sound too much. In general I debated how much reverb to use and progressively used less and less to try and warm it up. For the bass I combined an electric bass with a traditional standing base. I departed from my usual approach of trying to reproduce as natural a piano sound as possible by using equalization to mainly remove some of the high and low end - the purpose being to create a "lo-fi" sound. Finally, the synth is Nord Native and treated with some ringshift to get the moving in and out your ears effect.  

LATELY MAYBE

Too much
Not enough
Will I ever
Is it never
I can’t see
Will it ever be

Lately, I’ve been thinking too much
Lately, I’ve been dreaming too much
Maybe, I’m in heaven
Maybe, I made it yesterday

Is this the end
Or could it be the beginning
I can’t tell
It seems a bit like hell
So many moving parts
So many false starts

Lately, I’ve been thinking too much
Lately, I’ve been dreaming too much
Maybe, I’m in heaven
Maybe, I made it yesterday

Too much
Not enough
Lately
Maybe
Lately it’s been too much
Maybe it’s been too much

Lately Maybe

Quite some time ago, I made a quick “live” recording of this classic old Beatles song. It was just to serve as an example of how Nat & I might try doing a proper recording at some future time. But as Nat has so often managed to do, she added her beautiful harmonies and piano work and other production touches to make something out of it that we both now feel is well worthwhile. This song was written by John Lennon and released on the 1965 Beatles album “Help!”.

Craig Durgy: vocals & guitar
Nat Daniels: vocals, piano, bass & production

Deja Views

It’s Only Love

It's Only Love (Beatles Cover - Live)

My mother warned me to choose my friends wisely.

Lyrics:
My old familiar places
They're filled up with unrecognizable faces
My scene is scattered
Like dandelions in the wind
I've got to find some new friends
But I have 
Very, very poor
Quality control
With those that I bring home
That I get to know
They like to dine on my soul
On the bathroom floor

I met him in a Walmart parking lot
We're gonna get some business done
We're gonna get that "sketch" car
Put some California plates on
Get our San Fernando haze on 
She took me home
And she found me interesting for a while
While we were discussing all the aspects
Of her slip & fall trial
It's just coming up
Like the bathroom rum
I am looking for something from anything

If you give me a chance
 I know that you can break my heart (2X)

Those old familiar places
Filled up
With unfamiliar faces
I've got very, very, very, very
Poor quality control
For those that I get to know
You can end up with a bloody nose
On a Holiday Inn
Ballroom floor

You know I was born with
The blessing of a dirty mind
But I know when to keep my mouth shut
Most of the time
Do you know what the real crime is?
It's being dead while you're still alive
 I've got imaginary places
That I've been drunk in
A Tokyo Taxi
If you don't know
Don't ask me
Cause I'm looking for something from anything
And nothing from anything at all
The compliments are free

I'm looking for something from anything (2X)
If I give you a chance
I know you can break my heart

Like Rivers Flowing Through Me

Added to my album "Short Songs For Tall Minds"

Lyrics:
Don't get caught between the silence
And her deepest thoughts
Don't be walking those streets of her mind
Especially after dark
You'll get lost
Because she dabbles in my darkest arts
I'm crushing it
Just like a diamond
Her garden of vegetables and psilocybin
I couldn't help notice
From her full lotus
Whisper a mantra
That opens my brain
(never be the same)
She's having a last laugh on the universe
Breaking away
From the mainframe
You'll get lost
She a dabbler in my darkest arts
A breath of fresh air
You know it's everywhere
It's like walking out
Into unexpected rain
(Walks out of club into the rainy city)
Unexpected rain
(Exit: walking through the rainy city)
Like stepping out
Into unexpected rain
(Fade Out)

Unexpected Rain (Jazz Sadist Mix)

ReConnect

Introduction in English:

In my late 30s, I still suffered from frequent anxiety and panic attacks. During this time, I had a recurring nightmare: I am lying in my bed at night. Some dark, strange figure comes into my room. It slowly comes closer to me. Before it reaches me, I wake up screaming and drenched in sweat.  
One day my female psychoanalyst encouraged me to relive this dream with her company. Like a fairy godmother, she now sat in my imagination at the edge of my bed and held my hand. Thus I succeeded in letting the dark figure come closer. And at some point the strange being stood in front of me and I could look him directly in the face. And suddenly it became clear to me that it is the death which stands beside me; which probably always stood beside me and also always will stand beside me: My eternal companion. 
Since these sessions, panic attacks and anxiety attacks occur very rarely. And when they do come, I now know that it is basically my residual fear of finitude, of having to die, and finally of death. And from this realization, I can feel all the more in all my depths the legendary sentence of Sigmund Freud: "If you want to live well, prepare yourself early for death". The song "Finitude" was written against the background of these experiences It is in French, because for me this language comes closest to such existential themes.

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak French):

Finitude

I have no time 
Finitude
Stands in my door
And speaks to me:

Come on go 

Don't stand still
Let no more time pass

The clock is ticking away 
Your shadow wins
Decay haunts you
Pain and anguish

But you are not alone 
The duty to die
Is the bond 

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death doesn't care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all there with me 

Look around me 
Many backs already crooked
The rollator goes ahead
Straight to the cemetery gate

The lifting only lasts 
Until the next tower clock

Then it comes out

That we melt 
We blow in the wind
Nothing of us remains 
Death rubs its hands

But do not forget
The duty to die 
Is the bond

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death does not care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all with me 
Until you are
Until you are 
Untill you are
Completely with me

Texte en français:

Finitude

Je n'ai pas le temps 
La finitude
Est à ma porte
Et me parle:

Allez, vas-y 
Ne t'arrête pas
Ne laisse plus passer le temps

L'horloge s'écoule 
Ton ombre gagne
Le déclin te hante
Douleur et tourment

Mais tu n'es pas seul 
Le devoir de mourir
Est le lien 

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi 

Je regarde autour de moi 
Beaucoup de dos déjà courbés
Le rollateur va devant
Directement à la porte du cimetière

Le lifting ne dure que 
Jusqu'à la prochaine horloge de la tour

Puis il se révèle

Que nous passons 
Emportés par le vent
Qu'il ne reste rien de nous 
Que la mort se frotte les mains

Mais n'oublie pas
Le devoir de mourir 
Est le lien

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Tout à fait avec moi

Finitude

Alcoholic Summer Night

Dolbania - Alcoholic Summer Night

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually, as part of a future solo album)

Good afternoon my SC friends. This year, I thought it might be fun to share some of the brain rebooting information I’ve discovered over the years that helped me navigate life a little easier. So if you like the idea of following along with these liner notes, you’ll want to watch this video first (about 1 minute... Selective Attention Test video: https://youtu.be/vJG698U2Mvo), before you continue reading down. It’s quite challenging to get the count right, but the results are utterly fascinating. :)

*waits patiently*

Welcome back. So, if you haven’t already seen it before, you just watched a video that brilliantly demonstrates our limited capacity as observers. I admit, I was so busy counting the passing ball… I totally missed the gorilla. Most of my family missed it as well. And according to the creators of the video, at least 50% of the audience will. That’s mind blowing.

So what does that say about our perceptions? It seems to suggest we’re not as aware as we think we are. And that is a lovely thought, because it means we don’t have to be so hard on ourselves when we misperceive things. We are literally incapable of taking it all in, and therefore we don’t always have the full picture (or even the same picture as our fellow traveller).

And that just demonstrates the limits of our mental awareness. Now consider our senses for a moment… how our hearing range is limited to a range of 20Hz to 20kHz. Think about how our vision doesn’t go below the ultraviolet or above the infrared. And I know I can’t smell things to the excellent degree my family’s pets can. 

The one that really blows my mind is that we aren’t ever physically touching anything. There is always an atomic amount of space between all objects. So when I sit down in a chair, what’s really happening is the molecular particles that collectively agreed to make up my butt are interacting with the molecular particles that collectively agreed to make up that chair; and the signals are all just electrical stimuli to my brain. I believe I can feel the smoothness of the polished woodgrain… but it isn’t a full or accurate story.

So now we have an idea of the limitations of our five senses. Add to that how we are limited to those five senses in the first place (unless some of you have physically developed sonar like a bat or have the ability to create an external multi-member neural network like fungi do underground), and you start to have a better idea just how much of the picture we are missing. 

So in a nutshell, we simply don’t have the full picture; and that can be a very liberating realization. That idea gave me the wisdom I needed to release my stranglehold on being a perfectionist… just a little bit. If I’m constantly missing things I don’t even know I’m missing, perfection isn’t even an option. I can also take these ideas out into the world with me, and realize we really don’t perceive things as similarly as we think we do. We are constantly being influenced by everything from our senses and mental awareness to cognitive dissonance and the bias of preference. We are each having different experiences, and that underlying realization is a great place to start, if change be the thing we desire. :)

So if you found this write-up interesting, you might enjoy ‘The Invisible Gorilla, And Other Ways Our Intuitions Deceive Us’ by Christopher Chabris and Daniel Simons. It’s a thought provoking read. 

I’ll share other inspirational books and TV shows in future song notes. In the meantime, I hope you enjoyed my latest sonic adventure, ‘Develop Mental’ (especially all the little details I added in the 21kHz+ range, as well as the ‘scratch and sniff for dogs’ elements). :)

WTF! The Musical

Develop Mental

The past is safe, it never changes
I like to live there, turning pages
But there is no before
And there is no after
There is only now
Pain and laughter
Reality cuts like a knife
It doesn’t care if you cry
I don’t want to live the wrong life, then die
Water, wind, earth and stone
Fire, feathers, fur and bone
I don’t want to live the wrong life, then die
I don’t want to live the wrong life, then die

I Don't Want To Live The Wrong Life Then Die

Song recipe: Borrow chords from the CCR Songbook that my Dad gave me for my 12th birthday, play some distorted Elmore James guitar licks, shout some vocals, become a human beatbox, add black magic, press record.
Adding to the guitar player meets the devil mythology. 

Lyrics:
When John met the Devil
The Devil was in a hole
And the Devil said to John:
Give me your hand, and I will give you riches like you've never known
Just give me your hand, John
I'll give you riches like you've never known
I'll give you a brand new (to you)
Gently used mobile home

Oh, John, don't worry about the bad
Cause the bad sleep well
Every single night
I'll leave you lots of whisky and bones
With meat...
Meat on them bones!

You can have all the love that you want
From these bathing beauties
in this Devil factory
It's like a bad restaurant
That's not very good
But you can have all you want
Understood?

One man's good luck charm
Is another man's burden
One man's suicide tree
Is just another man's shade

John, I can give you guile
Vanquish demons
I can keep you in style
Indulge your Id ego
I'll help you keep it under control
Hey John, Let me out of this hole
Get me out of this hole
Give me your hand, John!
Your hand John
Lift me up and out of the hole

John Meets The Devil (Act 1)

I have always wanted to make a rap metal track with Heartscore so I was super excited when he reached out with this banging hip-hop metal fusion production. The lyrics are inspired behind the Hawaiian legend of Nanaue the Shark Man. I have some Hawaiian blood in me, so I figured I would rock it, lol! I am super blessed to still be working on music with my friend Heartscore. 

Massive thanks to Bitzone for coming through in the clutch with the dope vocal mix and final master. And huge thanks to Wou-Wou for the incredible song art making us look real stylish and professional! 

Heartscore: Music and Mix
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore
https://heartscore.bandcamp.com
the Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Bitzone: Vocal Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://wouwouandthewormling.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://www.redbubble.com/people/thewormling/shop?asc=u
https://www.patreon.com/wouwouandthewormling

Lyrics
Holy crap what is that growing on his back 
13 racks of teeth and I’m talking plaque 
Gaping wide open ready to snack 
Fish mouth on the prowl hidden under a wrap 
Musta known we were talkin’ smack 
We were all staring at him when he turned and glared back 
With those black mirror eyes 
Caught by surprise after many moons of lies
Horrors and cries rise to despise
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

Say what he was cut from the cloth of a god
I swear there must have been lust in the brine and guts 
All up in that shapeshifters mind 
Yup, we all thought it was odd how he kept swimming back
As blood washed ashore he walked away from the gore
On that sea wrack 
Still thirsty for more flesh, meat, and albacore
Once he walked through that door he couldn’t forbore
The horror arise
It’s the demise of the shark man  

It’s the shark man

God damn, like spam, he devoured a man
Tore apart flesh like peeling back the lid of can
Never satiated since his first feast of ham, rack of lamb, and that stan favorite prickly pin clam
Ever since then his appetite grew he knew 
He couldn’t hold back desire when in that salty stew
True to his shapeshifting form 
He was born to find ecstasy when warm flesh eating transformed    
So we swarmed up on him on that afternoon
Harpoons flew through the skies 
Clubs fell till he died 
His body was tied 
Divided in pieces ’n 
Hung till it dried
Fired and fried 
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

I Just wanted a get taste 
Na, I just wanted to be in the chase
Na, I just got the feel of the race
No stoppin’ until I get shit face
No stoppin’ until I’m laying in my waste
No stoppin’ until everyone’s disgraced  

It’s the shark man

First we gave you life, despite divine insight 
Again invite past blight, our name, the Gods will smite

It’s the shark man

And for that you still kill, we’re cursed until 
We split your gills and your blood is spilled

It’s the shark man

I’ve seen the depths 
I’ve swam the deep and sunk forever 
Each time I swim back to shallow shores I’m gonna drown
And when I see the light 
I seek shadows and sense the hunger
After seizing my fill I sink back up 
High in the depths 

From the frenzy comes
The shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
Here comes the shark man

How many times 
Been made to hide my teeth for your love 
How much can man be measured by his will to stand on ground
I’ve made my enemy my desire for the flesh 
Turned my back on my shiver I sink back up
High in the depths

From the frenzy of the kill
It’s the shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
It’s the shark man

The Sharkman

Heartscore, Bitzone & the Couch King - The Sharkman

Adam Coppock - Live Drums
Michael Walker - Guitars, Bass, Harmonica, Vocals

Recorded, Mixed & Mastered on the Fostex 8 under the Big Purple Datsun Sky Rocket Flares...

Today is The Day

When I woke up today 
I had the guts to finally say
Told myself today was going to be the day

Wipe that smirk right off of your sleeve
Put on some ambition and try and believe
Deep down I knew it was up to me

There is no reason why I cant fly 
Just as high as the birds up in the sky
Making Honey out of other peoples Money 
Isn't all there is to me

I figured out its OK just to be me
I figured Out it's OK just to be me

No I don't want to live alone
Alone all by myself
There is too much to share with somebody else
So I give you my trust 
It's worth it
There is no doubt to me

When I come down alive
Through these crescent eyes of which I will carry
Knowing better now 
Direction is no longer blurry

With a smile I will look back at you
Holding back the laughter and the tears
There is no reason why I cant die now
No Failure, No Fortune , No Fears

Through the years, the smoke and the mirrors
There is no place I would rather be
It's because of you I found myself My dear

it's OK, It's All OK

Today's the Day

Lessons

Seven Nation Army

01 - SA - HCT - Ethereal Shimmer 
02 - SA - HCT - Solar Winds 
03 - SA - HCT - Purity Seal [Grid]

Solar Winds

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