"Estoy en un lugar sin atmósfera, polvoriento y rocoso".

VIDEO OFICIAL: https://youtu.be/oacDJkWNwFc

LUNA

Calle, ella,
Viento, yo.
El sol, la luz,
Agua, tierra,
Ella y yo.

Aire, ella,
Selva, yo,
El sol, la luz,
Agua, tierra y
Ella y yo.

Nube, ella,
Valle, yo,
El sol, la luz,
Agua, tierra y
Ella y yo.

CRÉDITOS:
Sojue Stradac - Símbolos, signos y presentimientos.
Paulino Robles: Portada CD, Dirección y Producción de Video. #FotoBazarTulancingo
Reparto: Aysha Ix Tamayo Jiménez y Almendra Jiménez Valdés. 
Video grabado en Acayuca, Hidalgo.

¡Gracias amigos, es que su poder impulsa!

Producido en 100 Hertz Home Studio por Sojue Stradac.

SIMBOLOS

Luna

This a riff-driven punk number on the theme of dominance and control. It is either dark, or darkly dumb, depending on your point of view. I played around with gender pronouns to spread the joy!

I can license lyrics if people are keen. Full lyrics below:

Grip

[verse 1]

She’s got a grip on my heart [repeat x3]
Like a monkey wrench

Monk, key, wrench, twist

She sits on my chest [repeat x3]
To get leverage

He’s got a hold on me [repeat x3]
Like a harpoon

Hook, me, up, pull

He’s got his hooks in me [repeat x3]
Like a slaughter house

We hold each other tight [repeat x3]
Like a tourniquet 

Bleed, me, dry, stop.

We share everything [repeat x3]
Like a parasite 

They really turn me on [repeat x3]
In the electric chair

Strap, me, in, switch

They put me up on the altar [repeat x3]
For the sacrifice

You really make me move [repeat x3]
Like a voodoo doll

Pin, me, down, cut.

You know me inside out [repeat x3]
Like an autopsy

[coda]

Well you play the tune 
And I will dance for you
Until I’m all worn through

Yes you play the tune
And I will dance for you
Until I’m all worn through

Grip

A Sing along Pop song with Hip Hop influence produced by one of the greatest producer in Zambia, Jay Jay Redox. 

He always collab with musicians to create a free music space for artists to showcase their talent and to build up musical community in Zambia for most unsigned artists. 

ST Lynx, Khatel DC & King Pete -Dream Chaser (Prod by Jay Jay Redox)

HORMIGA

https://youtu.be/J7I4dtEd-g4

"Yo me llamo Domingo Espinoza,
yo soy... me quedo en la iglesia,
¿Cómo se llama? yo soy... yo no soy mero mero de aquí,
yo soy de Tlanchinol".

Trueno intenso,
tiempo negro,
viento frío,
llueve intenso,
olor a fresco.

Dolerá hormiga.

"Allá de Tlanchinol, allá de la Sierra de la Huasteca,
cerca de Tampico, ¿Si conoces Tampico o no conoces?".

Luna blanca,
pecho lleno,
cae neblina,
sube y gira,
cae a tierra.

Dolerá hormiga.

"Ajajajajajajá, acá na'más pues,
a que esta persona es este,
y yo me quedaba aquí atrás,
aquí, aquí me queda... ¿Cómo se llama...?
aquí me quedaba atrás".

Campo abierto,
solo cielo,
cerro abajo,
viene fiero,
sopla en serio.

Dolerá hormiga.


Composición, producción, mezcla y master: Sojue Stradac Portada: Mis dibujos + Leonardo AI

SILUETAS

Hormiga

[Verse 1]
I wake up, boot up, time to attack,
Got my coffee compiled and my code on track.
In a world full of bugs, I squash ‘em with ease,
I’m the root of all trouble, call me "Ctrl C."

[Pre-Chorus]
Got my .NET workin’, but I’m feelin’ loose,
Tryna Git ahead but I keep rebase abuse.
Pullin’ late nights, yeah, I never react,
Sleep’s undefined, like a broken stack!

[Chorus]
I’m a full-stack rogue with a black hat on,
Crackin’ firewalls ‘til the break of dawn.
If life’s a loop, then I ain’t done,
Console.log("I'm havin’ fun!").

[Verse 2]
I forked a repo but I lost my head,
Should’ve branched out, but I merged instead!
Microsoft Teams keep spammin’ my screen,
I’d rather be dreamin’ in C# green.

[Pre-Chorus]
Got my JavaScript runnin’, but my Vue’s all wrong,
Tried to Angular my way, but it took too long.
Google knows all, but it still won’t tell,
Where in the world did my syntax fail?

[Chorus]
I’m a full-stack rogue with a black hat on,
Crackin’ firewalls ‘til the break of dawn.
If life’s a loop, then I ain’t done,
Console.log("I'm havin’ fun!").

[Bridge]
Apple says I need an upgrade soon,
But my Hackintosh sings a different tune.
Stack Overflow is my home sweet home,
If you got bad queries, just leave me alone!

[Final Chorus]
I’m a full-stack rogue with a black hat on,
Crackin’ firewalls ‘til the break of dawn.
If life’s a loop, then I ain’t done,
Console.log("I'm havin’ fun!").

[Outro]
404 errors, I’m gone, that’s that,
Hit ESC twice—
…And fade to black.

Hacking Fun

Right Where I Want To Be

Exploration of dealing with our own headspace. Blend of CSN and Peter Gabriel.

Vocals: Will Montgomery & Julie Lavery
Acoustic Guitar: Spencer Brochard
Keyboards: Will Montgomery
Written, Produced and Mixed by Will Montgomery

Barely

Some digs both at Elon being suspected of taking ketamine and the Iran B-2 Bomber Strike, and contemporary corporate HR behavior

Lyrics:

True growth comes from being comfortable with discomfort
Mockery is just the universe's way of keeping our ego in check
Their probing had pinpointed my encumbrance
And had me by the neck
ahh ahh ahh ahh

Men are freest when they are most unconscious of freedom 
And fly no colors at all
Their shout is a rattling of chains, always was
When back against the wall


With trepidity i turned the pages
What he'd said was not for the meek
The best way to cure your nostalgia for the middle ages
Is to shit outside for a week 


They had winkled out my side vocation
Through the free market
In a form of distributed computation
But i felt that i could still dart around 
Any verbal machicolations


HR had me in the fish bowl
Interrogation from dawn to dusk 
Imagine coming down from a k hole
And finding out you're Elon Musk


She started we're not here for manners
And since there's no time to waste
You look like someone who eats bananas
For the shape and not the taste

I retorted bananas betoken
The dietary methodology 
That cellular processing of glucose is broken 
From the onslaught of modern insults to biology

Despite the degree to which this perturbed
She regained her nerve and said very well
It says here you should be in hell
But since you were a backend developer
We will consider that time served

She thundered what I'd done
Was not a smart play
What had gone supercritical with her parishioners
Who ratted me out the other day
Was that I had openly wondered 
If i might not draw better pay as a political prisoner

She bothered to insert the word official
As i was tallying her counter-poises
When sifting through waffling interstitials
You have to listen for these itty bitty noises

She's quite the girl with which to hang
By any available means
I tried to pass her interrobang
Without spilling the beans
But for the unwary
Your mileage may vary
It's best just to keep up with your leafy greens

While extoling her masters' daring
She was wearing me down with her slow rolling 
Since i felt I still had some juice
With her pincer move prepended
I decided to bite first and extended
Low sensitivity control systems will always
Underperform and often produce the 
Opposite effect as intended 


When I got back to my desk
I felt that I'd drained concupiscence to the dregs
Mercifully this was interrupted by my neighbor
Who said
The lion does not concern himself with OSHA regs 


He said one thing from the service stuck with him
The B-2 pilots had a doggerel for when they fly
Real penetration has never been tried
Which doubled as a joke about Communism
And some lady's remembrance of THAT guy 

I had a sneaking admiration
For the ways of this little freak
And contributing to the mystique
Was the ribaldness of his technique


His bluster fell a little flat
I silently wondered if i can
Take lessons on being a man
From a dude who tucks his ears into his hat


He dipped another nacho
And tried to make it look macho
He said they used to call us squares
Then turned up the volume on Rio Bravo


I wondered at his game and thought
She tells her therapist about you
She tells her handlers about me
We are not the same 


The organization's career path
Was a little over sold
Accept the brand new label
And something under the table
And head for the pot of gold
And the ranks of the well-bred
And be led into the library of Babel
By the latent manifold

Real Penetration Has Never Been Tried / Interrobang

California Sober- Combstead & Robert Grigg

Dark Trap Type Beat (altobeat)

A therapeutic journey into a mix of jazz, classical, and a blend of types of electronica.  And a wry, gradual observation that promotion tends to only go as far as you push it.  At least I make my fellow musicians laugh a little.

Real Penetration Has Never Been Tried / Interrobang

Doug Stoothoff