Ace beat of course and the overall production is so nice and deep!

AHAHAAAA YEAAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

More power to the brave Ukrainian people.

Many thanks to Karolyn Hubert for the photo c/o Unsplash

RESISTANCE

SACRED MOUNTAIN

Beat production - Ace Ha / @ace-ha
Hook - LOLAH / @lolahentertainment
Verses - Fat Pockets /@fatpockets

Mixed and mastered by Fat Pockets.

This is a Mega Royal production. Don't Sleep!!!

Big Dipper Feat. Lolah (prod. Ace Ha)

I wrote this track long time ago. On this version, I added a poetry/narration.
Lyrics:
The unicity of time and space does not resolve in the non-Euclidean space of our bewildering desires. The time of a coffee break is just a blink in the interferences of gravity waves,  swirling around our ankles like snakes with scales of pure darkness. 
I remember walking in the deep mountain grass, following  the energy lines. The briars and the dandelion caressed the leather of my worn out boots. I could focus on the implication of the intricate energy curves  in the synapses of the earth, but I'd rather loose myself to the ancient melody, the echoes of  which are only rumors in the mountain wind and whispers  in the leaves of the alders.
Lying on the cool mountain grass,  I sunbathed in the white light of pure abstraction. My body merged to the glorious colors of the chaotic spectrum . The pulse of my blood in my ears was nothing else than the rhythm of the cosmic melody taught by the Great Old Ones. My skin turned to copper, my hair to quicksilver. The musk of my sweat, the smell of my feet and the perfume of the mountain flowers mixed into the music of fractal dimensions. I forgot the notion of time and space but kept them under the domination of my bewildering desires.  
I saw a vulture turning in the sky, tearing the cotton candy clouds and capturing the refracted image of my shining body in its stone-like eyes. 
Because of our needs for uncanny cults, because of our interior medieval poetry, because of the resilience of memories of the great old ones in the books of pure cosmic madness, our self-consciousness is eroding itself on the wind of photonic melodies.  Our fading images have walked barefoot on the ashes of dying stars, on the frost of interstellar space, on the cold metal polished by high energy protons, on the desiccated carapaces of ancient predators.  Dive in the ocean of spectral harmony,  just the time of a coffee break, and bath in the waters of pure imagination, towards  the lost vibrations of our forgotten orgasms.

Surrealist Piano Treck (Narration - Demo)

Here's another little window into a collab with deft musical novelist and translator of feels, holy shitshow (@user-649412648). This track peeks in on the tale of a pastor, his vice, and his ever-receding chance at redemption. We catch him on a drive, head back, windows down, two fingers hooked on the bottom of the steering wheel, contemplating ...

@user-649412648 writes:

a laid back part of 'the pastor's drive'
at the minute, it is long but soon to be altered
_________________________________________

summertime
6 o'clock in the evening
don't know if i'm
waking or sleeping again

i woke at dawn's light
for the first time in months
clothes still packed
in the trunk
for the journey west

and you and me
we went out in an open top car
that flashing lightning
torrential rain

and you and me
we went out driving
we didn't go very far
a sweet journey nonetheless

o holiday
take me away
from the everyday
into the otherworld
holiday
in the sun
take me away
from every thing i've done
make me a better man, again

my head is under the water
my head is under the water
my head is under the water

o strange sign
somewhere between
the otherworld
and the everyday

strange how our lives
hang in the balance
across the precipice....

and there is a gentle breeze
upon the summit
and a darting bird...
april the first

and vi-o-lets......

and violets
in your words

and in my head i said
'it's summertime again'
and in my mind i said
it's summer time again

a gentle breeze
wafting on the summit
where the river flows uphill
where the river flows
uphill
uphill

heart ache

______________________________________________________

rows of faces at the bus stop
in newtownards
on a traffic island

with a run down pub
seen better days
still got the smell of the sundays
in the floorboards
and damp in the timbers

new roads have swallowed up
a little part of the old town
slow erased your memories
the drunken nights
bar-room fights
and innerworlds

i went outside
into the summer heat
no time to wallow in defeat
cause it's summertime
again

____________________________________________________

sea
sea is inside you
sea birds
sea shells
you can hear the sea
breathing
in your
ear
see shells
purple light
california
gleaming and glistening
spinning right between my eyes
california
[you have me hyp-no-tized]
deep south
of southern california
midday heat
sugar sweet

it's summertime

The Pastor's Drive ("Heartache") [WIP: Holy Shitshow/Jen Roe]

Simulation [Jungle Synth]

Land Of Mystery

Made in #Ableton (2022)

Genre;
#Electronic
#EDM

Sunrays

Sirens

Looking backwards
Standing still
We're old bricks you see
and we're crumbling down the hill

Falling like leaves 
Are our torn out dreams
and we wear out our rubbered souls
Help me brother 
don't let go
don't let go

I just wanted to leave 
but gravity has a way to pull us round
Falling upwards 
don't look down

I just wanted to see the sun
I just wanted to see the sun

I'll be running round empties all my life
We could fall asleep gently
burn out bright

It's getting harder to breathe
with the silent screams
sucking air
from the empty souls
Holding tightly 
don't let go

I just wanted to be someone
I just wanted to be someone

I'll be running round empties all my life
We could fall asleep gently
burn out bright
I'll be running round empties all my life

Help me brother 
Standing still
We're old bricks you see
and we're tumbling down the hill..

Big Dipper Feat. Lolah (prod. Ace Ha)

Fat Pockets

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