Recorded, mixed, and produced ( ha-ha) at Soup Factory Studio
All guitars, keyboards, non drum set percussion and vocals by Dave@666, except for back up vocals on Song 19 by http://soundcloud.com/deanna_rae_ashley, and ambient keyboards by  http://soundcloud.com/fatjoesatan on Song 19

A piece of string walks into a bar. The bartender says "We don't serve string here". The string goes outside, unravels a bit and ties up the loose ends. He goes back in and the bartender says " I told you we don't serve string here, and you sure look like a piece of string". The string replies " I'M A FRAYED KNOT..." 

DARK ENERGY BAR

Saint Cecilia

Chlorodyne

A Circus Tale

The Ballad Of Ophelia Kincade

The Rules Of The Game

New music from Frightwig, we were working on a new album when Cecilia became ill and unfortunately, devastatingly she passed away. It was recorded mostly in 2014. Eric and Mia finished up the song in late 2018. We are proud of this song, it is such a powerful and timely tune. We are finally open to sharing our music once more. We hope you enjoy it.

Redistribution of Wealth

Fun with Minimoog Model D and Mother 32. All instruments analog hardware.

Night Control

Memory Hole

The wind on the water
The trees in the rain
The world moves on
 And the seasons change
 An old man crying on the side of the road
His mind is wasted but his heart is gold
He waits for the morning and the rising sun
May the Lord forgive all the things he’s done
And when he’s gone and his bones are dust
His spirit lives on in all of us


WORMWOOD

Stand my ground on the bones of the Earth
Lift the stones up to the heavens
Sanctify the holy ground
Ancient feelings live inside us
Souls will rise up or burn down

Look outside the window
Can you see the setting sun?
Watch the night fall on the water
It don’t switch off when you’re done

Turn my gaze out to the night side
Stars are falling from the halo
Tears the darkness from our eyes
Dance of worlds commence above us
Glory of the endless sky

So it goes, such is life, what are you gonna do?
Will you say the same about it when it comes for you?
Sit there waiting for it like a deer caught in the light
Or is it time to stand up and fight


ON THE CUSP

Entirely written and directed by Lilly before dinner, on Wednesday, around 5 o'clock

Lilly Spilly Doughnut

Lilly Spilly Doughnut (by Lilly)

Q AND R

written by sma, MYSTERY OF LIFE PROTEST !

Burndog Hyena - MOLP(demo) Feb13 2020

Sometimes I think about everything, washes over like a tidal wave 
Set my feet in, try to stand against it, but my mind gets blown away 
Everywhere the strings are vibrating, stretched out, the fabric is thin 
Stay down on the earth now brother, no need for you to fly away 
Got a gypsy soul but a stay at home body, 
The mind of a champ,but the heart of a fool 
Wandering, lost in my own skull, I found the light but the dimmer’s on 
Digging in,I'm digging it out, digging deep but I’m still in a hole 
The gravity of the situation is getting heavy but still we roll 
Sometimes I feel like everybody’s 
Got their heads up in the cloud 
High and mighty, but I think they’re just high 
They can’t see where their feet hit the ground 
I give you everything that you ask for 
You won’t ask for nothing more 
‘Till the next time you wanting something 
Keep it coming ‘till you have it all 
The wheel is rolling right to the other side 
Wait a while and it comes round again 
Spinning round, dance to be born again 
It’s not the first time and it won’t be the last 
It’s getting harder but we keep on rolling 
It’s getting rocky but still we roll

SONG 52

I FLOAT HERE IN MY BUBBLE
I KNOW YOU’RE OUT THERE BUT YOU CAN’T COME IN
IN HERE IT’S BRIGHT AND SHINY
REFLECTS THE FACT LIGHT FROM MY EYES

MY BUBBLE IS BETTER THAN YOURS
THIS BUBBLE IS THE BEST FOR SURE

REFRACTION OF REASON
OBJECTIVE, ONLY IN MY SPHERE
SEE YOU OUT THERE THROUGH THE LENSE
IF YOU’RE NOT INSIDE THEN YOU AIN’T MY FRIEND

THIS BUBBLE IS GETTING LARGER
DEAR LORD, DON’T LET IT BLOW
THIS BUBBLE JUST KEEPS EXPANDING
PLEASE GOD, DON’T LET IT GO
THIS BUBBLE JUST POPPED

BUBBLES

Just another jangly little song, just don’t want it to come off too strong
Sittin here gonna strum these simple chords, then spew out some more insipid words
This could be the chorus part I guess, not too edgy now I must confess
Playin’ this one kinda by the book, sure do wish that I could write a hook
Could this be the hook?
Ramp it up a little in this verse, just a wee bit louder than the first
But don’t let those guitars get too loud, we don’t want to lose the emo crowd
This could be the chorus part I guess, not too edgy now I must confess
Playin’ this one kinda by the book, still I can’t find that catchy hook
So it’s a 
Bridge too far
Bridging the gap
A bridge to nowhere
Golden Gate Bridge
Can’t help myself
Had to make this part weird
Guitar solo, kept it kinda tame, all the shredders think it’s lame
But it was just perfect for the song, come on everybody sing along
Here comes the chorus part again, we really fuckin’ nail it now and then
Now you how I wrote this song, Come on everybody sing

SWFD

Just a few little tunes cooked up in the last couple of years. No, not a devil worshiper. 666 is my address. Really...

WORMWOOD

Dave @ 666

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