love the little Birdies and the snakecharmer too!!!

Les Marais De Harchies

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
https://www.patreon.com/wouwouandthewormling

This is the 6th song posted from the album I started using demo tracks given to me by Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the pandemic! This song was inspired by the mass shootings that plague the United States and the lack of progress this society and government makes toward increasing the safety and well being of all. I was recently surprised by an article in support of the “good guy with a gun” solution in a mainstream liberal news article. It’s basically the wild wild west out here still, lol. 

Big thanks to Wou Wou, Bit-zone, and Stricknice for sticking with me through this long project and being an awesome group to work with. And big thanks to The Magnetic Dog Sisters for working with me on this second track. I love their fresh experimental sound!

Track Credits:

The Magnetic Dog Sisters: Organs and Organ effects
Stricknice: Guitar additions, Samples and Sample Work, Ending Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
http://www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Bass, Lead Guitars, Synth, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Arrangement, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

It’s true, dreams get shattered on a daily basis
You can see the disappointment on the multitudes faces
And on this occasion, even though I was sent to the ground I try to be gracious
As I watch the hind from behind, I plot how I’m still going to taste this 
Facts, I ain’t going to lie
Each time I try to sneak by the stag into his harem, I feel like I am less of a guy
I don’t know why I am always living in comparison
Stuck in this seasonal competition 
At the same time living in fear of becoming venison 
The life of an unfettered stag should be one of rugged individualism 
Yet here I am, alone and disappointed by my under actualized freedom, it’s embarrassing 
I walk alone once again and hear the birds singing
Try to let go of these dark thoughts that I’ve been thinking
It’s just me and this cool stream from which I’m drinking
The last thing I noticed was my ear ringing

I should have been running 
I should have had fear
Its clear that deaths near so you always 
Better beware 
I would have stared down that bullet 
If I knew it was my time
Look my maker in the eye 
As I’m about to die
Just as I was hitting my prime
With a fully aligned spine 
And a F.U. on my mind 
I would spit my cud on the ground 
And I would bellow out a sound
For the millions of lost deer to the round
Bullets of men, the scourge of the earth

The Shrike

The Shrike Pt. 2

The Magnetic Dog Sisters, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 2

music : Deepman https://soundcloud.com/deep-man-2-121969062
words and voices : Luciole Langevine

Lyrics and frenglish translation :

Des échardes de gel fichées au bout des doigts, tu égrènes, hésitante, ta vie ponctuée de graves intimes qui sonnent comme des glas.

Elles te poussent hors des murs sur la route déserte.
Et tu pars.

Et tu laisses en arrière le linceul ouaté quand le rythme têtu t'emporte à coups de croches sur l'asphalte luisant d'un jour à contre-temps.

Retracer le chemin du voyage à l'envers jusqu'à ouvrir la grille. 
Puis te laisser mener, lentement, par l'allée souveraine, au temple résonnant où s'accordent, nettes et brèves, les noires et les blanches au bout de tes doigts ranimés.

Le voilà, le sentier pour l'ombre et la lumière, la grâce du passage et le souffle ancien où s'évanouit le doute au cœur des origines.

Là s'élève, peau nue, la note bleue.

C'est elle qui te ramène à nous sur la frange de son aile.

Shards of gel stuck at your fingertips, you reel off, hesitantly, your life punctuated by intimate bass that rings like a death knell.

It pushes you out of the walls onto the empty road.
And you leave.

And you leave behind the padded shroud when the stubborn rhythm takes you away with eighth notes on the shiny asphalt of a day out of time.

Retrace the path of travel in reverse until you open the gate.
Then let yourself be led, slowly, through the sovereign alley, to the resonating temple where the black and white notes agree, clear and brief, at the tips of your revived fingers.

There it is, the path for shadow and light, the grace of passage and the ancient breath where doubt vanishes at the heart of origins.

There rises, bare skin, the blue note.

It is she who brings you back to us on the fringe of her wing.

Le Doute - Feat Deepman

they eat your legs first

armada's skeleton

& the Seven Babes from the Sunny Cave (2003)

created by Gyula Bódis @discratebye

Sold Out full version

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco
Andromeda is one of the 48 constellations listed by the 2nd-century Greco-Roman astronomer Ptolemy, and one of the 88 modern constellations. Located in the northern celestial hemisphere, it is named for Andromeda, daughter of Cassiopeia, in the Greek myth, who was chained to a rock to be eaten by the sea monster Cetus. Andromeda is most prominent during autumn evenings in the Northern Hemisphere, along with several other constellations named for characters in the Perseus myth. Because of its northern declination, Andromeda is visible only north of 40° south latitude; for observers farther south, it lies below the horizon. It is one of the largest constellations, with an area of 722 square degrees. This is over 1,400 times the size of the full moon, 55% of the size of the largest constellation, Hydra, and over 10 times the size of the smallest constellation, Crux.

Its brightest star, Alpha Andromedae, is a binary star that has also been counted as a part of Pegasus, while Gamma Andromedae is a colorful binary and a popular target for amateur astronomers. Only marginally dimmer than Alpha, Beta Andromedae is a red giant, its color visible to the naked eye. The constellation's most obvious deep-sky object is the naked-eye Andromeda Galaxy (M31, also called the Great Galaxy of Andromeda), the closest spiral galaxy to the Milky Way and one of the brightest Messier objects. Several fainter galaxies, including M31's companions M110 and M32, as well as the more distant NGC 891, lie within Andromeda. The Blue Snowball Nebula, a planetary nebula, is visible in a telescope as a blue circular object.

In Chinese astronomy, the stars that make up Andromeda were members of four different constellations that had astrological and mythological significance; a constellation related to Andromeda also exists in Hindu mythology. Andromeda is the location of the radiant for the Andromedids, a weak meteor shower that occurs in November.

Soul Strings

Andromeds

Andromeda

Merci à Deepman pour le partage de son titre, inspirant, comme le printemps : https://soundcloud.com/user-481841292/vivant
J'y ai ajouté quelques notes de tank drum, quelques mots et vocalises.

Retour Au Vivant - Deepman & Luciole Langevine

Developed from Marco Lucchis One Hand Piano

https://soundcloud.com/marcolucchi/one-hand-piano-n1-you-to-play-with-if-you-like-it?si=f4c94ede91834d429fd7fe8f996e6ac4&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Triad w/Marco Lucchi

Tommy: bass
Scotty: guitars, lyrics, vocals

Girl, I'm glad we're done pretending.
Although my love is never ending,
I'll admit we've broke from all the bending.
Let's take a step back and do some comprehending
of ourselves and find out all the reasons
for the constant changing of the seasons.
Heal our wounds, prevent further bleedin'.
Learn from our mistakes, stop history repeatin'.
'Cause your love gives me something to believe in
and although I don't wanna see you leavin',
it's necessary in order so that we can
be our best selves one another is seein'.
And maybe then, if our stars realign,
we could rebuild from scratch and just take all the time
in the world to establish true love that's divine
and be wealthy and healthy as ourselves. Redefine.

Lately, been feeling isolated.
Outside, was masking like I've made it.
Inside, was hurting and deflated,
hating myself for the mess that I've created.
To be fair, it's much more complicated.
Fuckedupness cannot be overstated.
Got laid off, became dark and jaded,
anxious, depressed, angry and frustrated.
All contributing to my mentality;
bipolar, borderline personality.
Which often tends to distort my reality,
veiling myself from what is actuality.
But this time I need to be stable.
Prove to everyone that I'm able
so I can take a seat back at my table
and generate a happy ending to this fable.

Redefine.

Music : Deepman
Words and voice : Luciole Langevine

Il était une fois, une très jolie planète fourmillante de rêves, de couleurs, de musiques et de vie.
Des singes, savants ou pas, en savouraient les fruits plein de pulpes suaves, et célébraient ensemble le bonheur d'y danser.

Mais les temps changent. 
Désormais, le doux soleil qui si longtemps l'avait baigné de vie dardait ses rayons brûlants comme divins châtiments. 

Il était une fois un Brouillard insidieux qui se répandit sur la planète des singes. 
Lentement, le Brouillard avançait sans bruit, vapeurs de haine et d'avidité abjectes
Et sous sa lourde nappe, le Brouillard implacable distillait sa grisaille et glaçait un à un le cœur des habitants, inexorablement.

Le monde entier n'en finissait pas de pleurer.

Comment faire pour couper le brouillard au couteau ?
Comment ouvrir les yeux aux cohortes d'aveugles ?

frenglish translation:

Once upon a time, there was a very pretty planet teeming with dreams, colors, music and life.
Monkeys, learned or not, savored the fruit full of sweet pulp, and celebrated together the happiness of dancing there.

But times are changing.
Now the gentle sun that had so long bathed her in life darted its burning rays like divine chastisements.

Once upon a time, an insidious Fog spread across the Planet of the Apes.
Slowly the Fog moved noiselessly, vapors of abject hate and greed
And under its heavy blanket, the Implacable Fog distilled its grayness and froze the hearts of the inhabitants, one by one, inexorably.

The whole world couldn't stop crying.

How do I cut the fog with a knife?
How to open eyes to blind cohorts?

Les Marais De Harchies

deep man 2

Recent comments

STONERJAZZ

baie des anges

Krishnamorte

Calebass

Related tracks