petal

A disassembling of the lies governments tell when they seek to rule through autocracy and deceit. A dissection of how the secret services are not the glamour of the movies, but are actually the levers of rogue states to undermine democracy.

Lyrics: Richard Pierce
Vocals: Richard Pierce
Music: The Big Grey Man
Guitar, Bass, Drums: The Big Grey Man
Keyboard: Richard Pierce

Whisper it, whisper it.
James Bond is dead.

Whisper it, whisper it.
James Bond is dead.

The snow geese are safe again,
From misdirected or deliberate sniper fire,
Incompetence or practice,
Here on the borders of tundra
And western civilisation.
Until the next story invents itself.

James Bond is dead.

Secrets aren’t such clever agents in the end,
Arrogance overlooking the obvious,
And exceptionalism blind.

Fiction is a real fact
Not exaggerated or purpled by prose.
It is.

In the corridors of power,
Incompetence or practice?
Until the next story invents itself,
Until they invent their next stories
In the corridors of power.

Shout it, shout it!
James Bond is dead!
Rejoice, rejoice!
James Bond I dead!

The real world took him apart
Piece by piece,
Myth by myth,
Broken ceasefire by broken promise,
War by war by bloodier war.

Blessed are the codebreakers,
The peace makers,
The pacifists,
Not the agents of the rogue state.
Not. The. Agents. Of. The. Rogue. State.
No, not the agents of the rogue state.

James Bond and Felix Leiter are dead.

And blessed are
The peace makers,
The pacifists.

And blessed are
The peace makers,
The pacifists.


Richard Pierce feat The Big Grey Man - James Bond Is Dead

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Moss Glow

01 DONT FADE ME OUT MASTER 2024

Beautiful Dimension

The Vasuki Mantra is dedicated to Vasuki, the serpent king. The mantra invokes blessings for health, prosperity, and protection from negativity, reflecting the sacred connection between humans and serpents in Hindu tradition.

OM
OM
Sarparaajaya Vidmahe
Padmahasthayaa Dheemahi
Tanno Vasuki Prachodayat
OM

Vasuki (w/vocals)(original unedited)

Collapse the wave function find the location, maybe
Hide inside and bide your time 
Drop a dime on miscreant social climbers
Oh yeah faintly
Remember the Maine
You’ll never forget something
You can no longer name
Listen to the warbling
Of some random dame
Spewing out make believe to hide your pain
Of being left out of the party

This is a pop song
Drawn with crayons
Audio candy
For you
What does it mean
Absolutely nothing
An impression, a reflection of a sketch
Of a mood

Pick out all the pieces of an unspoken theme
Like tea leaves left in a cup
Weave the threads of lies into some woolen plies
And try them on for size, because
You want to look sharp while you’re
Strolling around
At the edge of the really nice part of town
Before they make you feel like a clown
Whoa here it comes

This is shlock song
Don’t worry it’s not long
A scaled back melody for you 
To sing
It’s all about you
And that magic
That you do
Not a word of it is true
It’s flattering

This is a pop song
Drawn with crayons
Audio candy
For you
What does it mean
Absolutely nothing
An impression, a reflection of a sketch
Of a mood

Pop Song

Reversed an old song of mine with vocals and made an AI cover.  If you reverse the AI, you get gibberish.

Backward Praise

大地の陰り・Autumn Muddy Sonic Tuetle・泥亀ソニック

It's in the best interest of your best possible experience. 

Welcome to the Supersonic Dataset.

Supersonic Dataset

I am a singer-songwriter, composer and producer based in Oxfordshire, UK. 

I am just finishing off the final tracks from the upcoming album 'The Supersonic Dataset' due for release in October. In the meantime I will be uploading the tracks here as I finish them :).

Supersonic Dataset

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