Korg N364 workstation
Garageband keyboard sounds
Yamaha tenor saxophone

Fafftime / See Me Feel Me

Fafftime / See Me Feel Me (Who cover)

Thank you for listening.

All music written, produced, recorded and performed by Jeffrey Lasky.

Jeffrey Lasky reserves all rights.

Deuterium and Tritium

Recording sessions from 24/11/2023 - 24/12/2023
2 tracks MOOG Modular V3 (vst Arturia),
2 tracks MOOG Modular V2 (vst Arturia),
1 Track Spark (vst Arturia),
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite,   Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
- #Ambient #Movies #Experimental 
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Instrumental of the beautiful song
 " I Don't Wanna Know"
Mix & production by Leon Pajer

I Don't Wanna Know

Mody  (Music to forget...maybe he won't be forgotten afterward..!!)

Pascal Hennig - Americana

music/guitar/banjo by Jay K from GebrK
lyrics and vocals by Druid


What they think 


You throw your ideas out of the window
You no longer believe what you are told
You throw away your clothes
And you don’t give
You don’t give a damn no more

You throw your ideas out of the window
(And you don’t care what they think about it)
You no longer believe what you are told
(And you don’t care what they think about it)
You throw away all your clothes
(And you don’t care what they think about it)
You don’t, you don’t  give a damn no more
You don’t give a damn no more

You throw your memories out of the window
Throw everything that burdens you overboard
Let go of everything that talks garbage
And you, you don’t give a damn no more
What they think I don’t give a damn

What They Think (GebrK feat. Druid)

© 2024 Pantomime Riot

Shortwave shock and light wave flairs
Monsters underneath the stairs 
Slowly seeping night discords 
Animated ouija boards 
Horror films on every night 
Creepy crawlers turning white
Bitten nails and pupils wide
Rules of nature undefined 

Nowhere left to run and hide
Normal guides can’t be applied
Roads all twisted to and fro
But leading to the caves below 
Quantum shifts and prism bends 
Imagination only lends 
More weight to approaching fear 
That moth winged demons can appear 

Blacked out moons and darker lanes 
Hard pulse crashing through the veins 
Spectrum edging small black holes
Failing limbs and sticky soles 
Sliding through the poisoned leaves 
Shadows tugging at the sleeves
Whispers landing up side down 
Earthly senses start to drown 

Nowhere left to run and hide
Normal guides can’t be applied
Roads all twisted to and fro
But leading to the caves below 
Quantum shifts and prism bends 
Imagination only lends 
More weight to approaching fear 
That moth winged demons can appear 

Swirling vortex dragging by 
Distant  rumours underlie 
Bridges now just out of sight 
Darker senses can ignite 
Are there spaces we can’t see
That shimmer in the cold debris 
Shapeshifting anomalies 
Long lost ideologies 

Nowhere left to run and hide
Normal guides can’t be applied
Roads all twisted to and fro
But leading to the caves below 
Quantum shifts and prism bends 
Imagination only lends 
More weight to approaching fear 
That moth winged demons can appear

MOTHMAN

Nighthouse

those interested in a traditional recording of a Blake original, please be directed here: https://soundcloud.com/nadiaselvaggi/and-did-those-feet-april-3-5-20242 

method: sound sources (reface dx, voice, boss dr01s, vintage lemon drop) and recording and morphing devices (roland vt 4, hotone soulpress II, nux amp academy, zoom r20); intentionally no post production, raw
narration: the cycle ON PRINTING deals with projection, representation, pattern recognition, the energy of awareness and the like. it consists of six poems: rubble - horse - relic - spawn - banner- offset. this poem sonified is spawn and spawn spawns.
image: copyright jo richter

poem (as published in
A Single Loop of Fortunes) /
copyright jo richter: 

infernal energies, blake said
are unleashed in printing,
etching their way to Jerusalem

once I slept, Blake said
on a mountain and the heavens
weighed down on me, hard

now I drink, Blake said
the deep-sea ink of the valleys,
saturating every fibre in me

as for relief, Blake said,
the relief must spawn, for who wants
to make do without colours and copies

spawn

spawn - on printing 4/6

Escorrega - 19 - 5 - 2024

Hi, it´s me, songwriter, guitarist and singer, searching for my own style ... every response helps and pleases me ... thanks to all of you for giving your time to listen,  ... love and peace to you 🙏

What They Think (GebrK feat. Druid)

DRUID 667