A trip to france with a VW B U L L I .It feels undestroyable, enjoyable.
The BULLY is strong, lightgoing, fast enough. He is like a Perpetuum Mobile.
Er läuft und läuft.
I hope you feel the moving sound. 
On the picture you see a heavily overloaded Bully - Rosalinde - it took us through europe in the seventies.One of our our favourite song was the Beatlessong with the Mellotronflute ( Strawberryfields foreever  ).You can hear the flute in here in the beginning of my tune.

Perpetuum -   B U L L I  -  Mobile

Written and lead singing by Randy Arnold, who was our group leader.  
Old tracks from late 90s band Morry and I were members of - Ten Months Later. Morry played lead guitar and I played rhythm guitar and sang back up vocs. The main singer is our friend Randy Arnold who wrote this song. Other bandmates: Yandell Wood (Drums) and Matt Garlove (Bass), along with other friends. Recorded mainly in Matt's basement. Sadie Hawkins Dance was the name of the album.

Sadie Hawkins Dance

Don't Get To Deal (10ML)

This song is like a sketchbook! I want to write something about the dark secrets in a British family. You know like in some British dramas with a sinister manor and creepy family members.
I like old murder mystery games like "Cluedo" ("Clue" in North America).

Each part is improvised (even if I had a rough idea of ​​the piece before playing). In this song, I didn't do midi editing so there might be some little mistakes (I am a very bad keyboard player) but the goal was to experiment and try to find some ideas.

Feel free to comment and tell me if you like (or dislike 😭).

Happy listening and be safe! 💗💖

British Drama

🕵️‍♂️🔎💀 Murder at the Manor (draft) 💀🔍🕵️‍♀️

Some guitar additions to Tea Are Sea's track Lines Begin to Blur :)))
Listen to the original here
https://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/lines-begin-to-blur?in=tea_are_sea/sets/coasts-and-cascades

Lines Begin To Blur - Tea Are Sea collab

So Damned Tired

They say the numbness settles in
Until the pain begins again
Never did tell me when
I might expect it all to end.

Never told me if the fever goes
Ah maybe heaven knows
I’ll place another pure white rose
Bless it with my tear flows.

Not saying I’m a special case
In this god-forsaken human race
Where dark times have to have their place
Even on the best of days.

But won’t you let me see the sun
Just a glimpse of light to build upon
And space to know the end’s begun
When everything is said and done.

Spinning clouds of memory dust
Form shapes comprising both of us
Allegedly they were built on trust
But I’m never one to make a fuss.

So it seems the plot contrived
To leave me of your love deprived
And they promised me truth never lied
Ah I’m so damned tired.
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Picture by Jordan Steranka on Unsplash

So Damned Tired

Creating sounds and grooves, and not knowing where I am heading.

SPACE SKIPPING

Gimbal

“By the end of this decade, computers will disappear as distinct physical objects, with displays built in our eyeglasses, and electronics woven in our clothing, providing full-immersion visual virtual reality.” 
― Ray Kurzweil, The Singularity is Near: When Humans Transcend Biology

Conform

Thunder On The Mountain

a disconnect

My instrumental take on Bill Wither's "Ain't No Sunshine".

Music by Mahan Mahan

Recorded @ Pahlavi Sound Studios, Mama Shadi's basement, Los Angeles, CA, USA 12/2020

Perpetuum - B U L L I - Mobile

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