Nice diversity among your songs....not just sound but themes and content,,,,love the base/drums....hits hard like a protest song should...should be part of a protesting genocide in Gaza album...great ending

Serenity

NFT  by NOVA J

Mmm, I’m running on empty again,
Heavy eyes, heavy heart in my chest.
Soul so tired, I just need some rest.

Sunlight through the window but it feels so gray,
Woke up drowning in the words you said yesterday.
Your poison in my veins but I won’t let it stay,
I’ve been carrying this weight till my back nearly breaks.
All your chaos and your noise, I’ve got nothing left to take,
So I’m closing off the hurt, letting silence have its way.

I used to set myself on fire just to keep you warm,
But those flames died out and I won’t get burned anymore.
You keep on talking but I can’t hear a thing,
I got my heart on lockdown, you don’t get to come in.

N-F-T — no fucks today,
I’m saving my soul, keep your drama away.
N-F-T — no love lost today,
You can’t steal my peace, I ain’t payin’ you no mind.
No fucks today, I’m numb to the pain,
Nothing you do is gonna make me cave.
No fucks today… no, no fucks today.

There were nights I couldn’t sleep, replaying every lie,
Gave too much of myself, left me bone-dry.
I built a wall out of all of the tears I cried,
Now your words hit my wall and they stay outside.
Every scar that you left turned to armor I wear,
Now I step through the fire and I don’t even care.

It took losing everything for me to draw the line,
Now I’m done with the battle that was never mine.
You keep on pushing but I won’t bleed again,
I got nothing to lose and nothing left to give.

N-F-T — no fucks today,
All your venom and hate, I brush it away.
N-F-T — I’m done hurting this way,
Took back my heart, now I’m keeping it safe.
No fucks today, I’m free from your chains,
You got nothing on me, watch me walk away.
No fucks today… no, no fucks today.

Under the skin, there’s a flicker of ache,
A part of me wonders how much more I can take,
I’d rather be numb than burn in your flame.
(Ooh-ooh)
I remember the hope that you stripped away,
Now the well has run dry, there’s no more to drain.
In the darkness I found I could light my own way,
I felt the fear in my veins but I let it decay.

N-F-T — no fucks today,
I’m claiming my space and I’m finding my way.
N-F-T — no more debt to pay,
You can’t make me feel guilty for walking away.
No fucks today, your shadow can’t stay,
I let it all go and I’m healing today.
No fucks today… (hey, hey) no fucks today.

No fucks today, I’m not giving in,
No fucks today… that’s the state I’m in.

It is with great pleasure and happiness that we can present, after a very long time, a new collaboration with my dear friend Hilario and me. Struggling and fighting against many setbacks  which held him from making music, now Hilario found back the power to give it all, resulting in an old school rocker on the instrument he controls so well.

We hope you will enjoy this track the same as we did making this piece which Hilario initiated from an one take improvisation, handling the keys and knobs as like he never has been away.

Guitars, Synths, Keyboards and idea: Hilario Rellosa https://soundcloud.com/gintong-bahaghari
Bass, Drum design and mix: Peter Hofland https://soundcloud.com/big-beech

Artwork: unknown (Tumblr)

Its About Time

I never met my paternal grandfather.  He died from a brain tumor at the age of 57, before I was born.  My father never talked about it, but my mother did.  In recounting my grandfather's illness and the family history she knew, she told me that when my grandfather was very young, he and his friends would go play in a number of nearby orange groves. Those groves were beautiful, spacious, and the oranges were free for the taking. Unfortunately, they were also heavily sprayed with pesticides during that time period. My mother believed that my grandfather's exposure to those pesticides most likely played a role in the cancer that took his life many years later.  At the time of his death, there was little attention paid to the notion that pesticide exposure could impact one’s health and longevity, so there was no discussion of the matter when he became ill.

I have often thought about his life, as well as my mother's words. While we'll never completely know what happened, we'll remember my grandfather and this chapter in his story.  There are lessons to be learned from it, as well as similar stories from others.  Our environment should not be harmful to health but should protect it.

This improvised composition was written to remember my grandfather's story.

The Orange Grove

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il y a des silences que seule la musique peut combler. Pour moi, l'art est souvent un refuge face à la douleur des absences, ces déchirures que la vie nous impose. Récemment, la perte de ma sœur aînée, pilier d'une famille de neuf enfants, a réveillé en moi des échos d'une enfance révolue, celle des champs d'arachide baignés par le soleil de la forêt équatoriale.
Là-bas, un oiseau, l'ODOUI, rythmait nos journées de labeur. Et moi, petit garçon insouciant, je dansais parfois au milieu des plantations, au grand dam de ma grand-mère. Elle me surnommait tendrement "Kéh he hé he" (mon NDANE, ce nom murmuré avec affection, celui qui résonne sur le Nkul, notre tambour ancestral, celui qui guide les pas perdus dans l'immensité verte).
"Es-tu devenu BIZUBUK ?", me demandait-elle en riant, car seul cet être dansait autrefois sans le battement du tam-tam. Et elle chantait cette mélopée douce et pleine de sens :
BIZUBUK Te Enkul! Te embaï
BIZUBUK Te Enkul! Te embaï
BIZUBUK Te Enkul! Te embaï
BIZUBUK Te Enkul! Te embaï
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