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Groovin Down the Street

Groovin down the street (Jazz)

I’m wondering why

Unfiltered, loud, and gloriously immature — “Eat Shit” is everything you love about punk rock packed into one explosive track.
Catchy hooks, crunchy guitars, and that perfect “we-don’t-care” energy. Turn it up, shout it out, and piss off your neighbors.

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Lyrics -

Eat shit, eat shit

Fake friends smiling, knives in their hands
Stab you in the back, they’ll never understand
You play your games, you think you’re slick
I got two words for you real quick

Eat shit, I’m not your friend
Eat shit, don’t play pretend
Eat shit, this is our song
Sing it loud, scream along

Eat shit forever, sing it with pride
We’re punk as hell till the day we die

Thought you could break me, thought I’d fall
I stand my ground, I don’t give a call
Laugh in your face, watch me resist
I got one more line for you, just like this

Eat shit, back off now
Eat shit, take a bow
Eat shit, we run this town
Scream it loud, shake the ground

No rules, no chains, we make our own way
Kick the system, burn the cliché
Eat shit, we won’t comply
Eat shit, we reach the sky

Sing it loud, this is mine!!!

Eat Shit

Chill, vibey, somber indie song with a soft bass thump and a mellow rubber bridge electric guitar riff carrying it. Emotive, warm vocals with haunting harmony. It's about goodbyes, and how memories can be recolored or changed. Hence, ghosts. 

Ghosts

Composer & Lyricist: Antoine G

Antoine G: glockenspiel, synths, drum machines
Charles Eric Charrier: glockenspiel

This is a reimagined version of my song Sailors. Weirder, and sexier. Life is a circus, you should have fun! Sonically, expect a weird pop symphony of electronic instruments, horns and glockenspiel. As I wrote, life is a circus, and this is where this song is supposed to be played. And it's also supposed to be played LOUD

I’m looking at them smiling and I listen to their lies
And  I see through their blatant hypocrisy
But I see others listening,when they keep on lighting fires
And I know their hate will be the end of me

So I’d rather be a sailor
I’d rather die at the sea
Yes I’d rather be a sailor
If this world turns away from me

And I’m looking at these people walking in the street, 
None of them are bad but all of them play sweet
With the forces of oppression, they don’t stand against brutality 
That’s the way things go in our society 

So I’d rather be a sailor 
I ‘d rather drown in the sea 
Then drown below this sea of faces 
Where no one has love for me

And then I see you across the room and you’re looking at the horizon   
And you are the most beautiful  person I’ve ever seen
And. I don’t  deserve your love, I don’t deserve your patience
Cause I have to say that  I’m poor company

That I’d rather be a sailor
That I’d rather leave to the sea
That I’d rather be a sailor
If only you’d come with me
 
We might as well be sailors
We might as well live on the sea
We might as well turn from this land
That wasn’t made for you and me

Sailors - the kind version

Sparked off by the demonstration that passes by every Monday at 6 p.m. regular as clockwork.  Last time I was listening to "Police" recordings from the early 80s.

every monday

Pet Sematary (RAMONES COVER)

Who’s Laughing Now

Halfway There

Hollows

I was inspired by the Woman of Valour acrostic poem in Proverbs 31, but I have changed the words considerably, to make it more about an indigenous shamanic tribal woman. Plus I mixed in some shamanic drumming and also a field recording of a woman chanting at a fire ceremony.

Woman of Fire

David Wurden is a composer, keyboardist, drummer, and skilled producer. With a penchant for exploring the unconventional, he possesses a unique ability to revolutionize musical compositions, defying traditional boundaries. Through his artistry, David takes listeners on a captivating sonic odyssey, venturing into uncharted territories and reimagining both vintage and contemporary sounds. His evocative melodies and intricate rhythms transport audiences, allowing their imaginations to wander freely in the boundless expanse of the universe. With an unwavering commitment to pushing the boundaries of musical expression,  David Wurden is an unparalleled force in the world of music.

https://youtube.com/channel/UCaFR1fBrwmQddm-gmwPGEzA
https://davidwurden.bandcamp.com/follow_me