6 in the morning and the air is kind of sweet
Moving my feet to the drum ’n bass beat
Got a busy night tonight so I’m doing this now
Sucking it up somehow

Now I’m feeling like it as 
Getting into the rhythm

Still running
Up and running
Still running
Up and running
Still running
I can only stop doing this for so long
Up and Running
Here comes another idea for a song

I make it through another day
Lacing up those shoes and the stress goes away
Ideas in my head
Solutions on the brain
I’m used to this and moving
Some gain not much pain
No need to push it too hard this time
A few times a week should do me just fine

I’m know I’m not perfect
But at least I’m staying healthy

(Chorus)

Through the woods and along the beach
Sometimes far from home
Exploring those streets
Nerves are calm I'm in a steady groove
No end in sight any time soon

(Chorus)

Running

“feitian”

Art work: https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/%E9%A3%9B%E5%A4%A9#/media/%E3%83%95%E3%82%A1%E3%82%A4%E3%83%AB:Tennin_(Japanese_angel).jpg

"Because all existence is characterized by emptiness, it neither arises nor perishes, neither defiles nor purifies, neither increases nor decreases."
Lyrics taken from the Heart Sutra.

Feitian

Supernova Remnants

🍀 Collab with @soundsofthekosmos
💛 Download and support: ariad.bandcamp.com/album/source
🏠 Learn more: ariad-music.com/musique/source/

For this album, we improvised with our main instruments: drums and piano. This led our music to sound more acoustic and pure. This is why we named our album “SOURCE”. We had a lot of pleasure creating it and hope you will enjoy it too. If you like our work, please consider to support through bandcamp. Thank you!

SOURCE

Goodbye

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House of Grain

Lyrics & Volcals: Stina Crow
Music: ExploderaMera
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In my backyard there is a room
A room of grain
In my basement there is a door 
a door of hate 
a door of hate 
a door of hate 

In my bedroom there is grey
Grey of faith
In my bathroom there is a cave 
a cave of rage 
a cave of rage 
a cave of rage

Dont leave me alone in your house
Dont leave me alone in your house 
Please dont leave me alone in your room
dont leave me alone in your room
Dont leave me here in this house 
Dont leave me in this house 
Please dont leave me alone in your room
Please dont leave me here in your room
Dont leave me alone in this house
Dont leave me alone in this house
Im going crazy in here 
Im going crazy in here

In my backyard there is a room
A room of grain
In my basement there is a door 
a door of hate 
a door of hate 
a door of hate

House Of Grain (ExploderaMera & Stina)

Well ….. synths, composition

https://on.soundcloud.com/n1u9HxZB74wW7FYv6

Surfers like Us ….. guitar, co-composition

This track is the result of our ongoing collaboration and friendship. This time we invite you to travel deep into the ocean. It’s a world of beauty and mystery. Full of light and darkness, too. But always fascinating. Thank you for stopping by our vision of the ocean's immensity. We hope you enjoy this oceanic journey!

Deep Ocean (w/Well)

Time for another hiphoptrack.
With the wonderful lyrics of @FRAWSTAKWA.

Lyrics: Frawstakwa (@FRAWSTAKWA)
Production: Quick on the drawing

FRAWSTAKWA | Quick On The Drawing - The New Normal Of This Era

Orange Sun

Written/Produced by: R.J. Dobben (RoTen)
Released on: 10/31/2023


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Argh

Written in Birmingham, revisiting Moseley after many years away and realising I was little use to it unless I was eating-out, drinking, vaping or needing my nails done, pretty much. So it's about what happened to shops (yes I know - internet, supermarkets, out-of-town etc.) So, who to blame? It crossed my mind it might be funorthodox to suggest it could it be locally-manufactured Freddo Frog, a bar of which I had with me at the time? The spiralling price of Freddos over the years is held by many to be an indicator of the inexorable march of inflation. I took the M People style piano riff from the bassline I used in that lovely recent track Days & Confused, and turned it into a somewhat Do It Again-style jazz-inflected raga.

I don't need a Dominos, give me proper shops.
I don't eat at Papa Joes, please just make it stop. 
Butcher, baker had to close, I need meat and bread. 
Bring me Alfredo the frog, let me bite his head.

Bars for nails, and takeaways, tans and vapes and booze.
Cars have overrun the place, I just need new shoes.
Hypnotised and digitised, no one seems to walk. 
Bring the head of Fredo Frog, maybe then he'll talk.

Fred and I are lifelong friends, we go way back when.
These days nearly fifty pence, back then he was ten.
We watch the town go to the dogs, and need someone to blame.
Fetch the head of Freddo Frog, or some other random name.

Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Frog

From Proof of Utah's 1990 album Free and Female (2020 remaster)
Entire album can be found here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=xAjLCl_RUiA

Evasive stress lead bellies think they've got me well in hand
That once in debt I'll stay inept and fruitify their land
Multiplying mutant forms of soft white fleshy kin
I'll sit inside my prefab mind and combat mortal sin

Don't think twice its gonna be nice
Living in the mountains of Florida
All alone in my hilltop home
Living in the mountains of Florida

Habituating shopping malls keep popping up like corn
And intelligent consumer folk are once a minute born
These dough-faced dirty cherubites that always bother me
Forced a pulling up of the stakes in lieu of unpleasantries

Don't think twice its gonna be nice
Living in the mountains of Florida
All alone in my hilltop home
Living in the mountains of Florida