awesome track such serious  production technique

Excellent vibe and voice, great song very product :)

This track grooves like a midnight revelation, the funk-rock backbone with Ramixjoe’s flow is next‑level. The production is tight yet soulful, hits with that “do‑you‑feel‑it?” punch every time the bass slides. You two didn’t just collab, you inspired. Powerful vibe, killer sound. 🔥🎧

Daily Drops

Lonely Road.lead vocal.Frank Scimia

PS Perkins: Guitars, bass, lyre, vocals
Ron Thomas: Autoharps, Drums

Production notes:
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Very early on we wanted to use autoharps on this song to create a sort of swirling backdrop, reminiscent of the harps in Indian/Bollywood soundtrack songs of the seventies.

Right away there were challenges because the song is in B flat and is not wholly diatonic to begin with, utilizing a chord built on the augmented lydian scale in the choruses. So rather than transpose the song to a more amenable key (since the chromatic bits weren't going to work no matter what key we used) we instead re-tuned the autoharp. Moving through the strings one by one we tuned them either up or down a half step where applicable to bring them into key. Where the augmented chord hit in the choruses, we excluded those notes so that the autoharp was filling the diatonic parts of the chords and omitting the accidentals. It took us several tries to get it right. In the end we arrived at a chord progression that could be strummed on the autoharp and the modified chords could be played with existing dampers.

We also tuned the lyre so that the top half of the strings included the chromatic augmented notes while the lower register of the lyre was tuned using the diatonic, so the lyre could play the melody all the way through both parts of the song.

The inspiration for this song was essentially fourfold:
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First, H.P. Lovecraft's terrifying necromancer Joseph Curwen (from "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward") who masked his true identity in order to thwart suspicion from his fellow townsfolk. He has many secrets lurking in his underground catacombs where he performs acts of necromancy most foul, extracting the "salts" of the dead in order to raise them at will and learn the secrets of ancient eldritch deities.

Second, a poem by Rudyard Kipling titled "En-Dor" which was a warning against the rise of spiritualism and the cost of communion with the dead in the early 20th century.

Third, the biblical Saul who traveled in disguise to visit a witch at the city of Endor in order to summon Samuel from the dead and garner advice on defeating the Philistines, but who only prophesies doom for Saul. Saul dies later the next day in the battle of Gilboa.

Lastly, the story of Odysseus communing with the underworld where he enlists the help of Tiresias to have a chat with the dead and secure for himself a safe journey home.

They all seek communion with the dead for one purpose: to gain knowledge which only those who have crossed over between realms might possess. 

Lyrics:
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A mask may reveal what it’s meant to conceal
From those who are standing beside us
Armor of pride, so we learn to abide
By the monsters which hide deep inside us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us
Oh, how they scratch and they bite us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us

Only to know what the professor knows

Eating black bread, wearing clothes of the dead
The soil soaked in honey around us
For fear if we failed, leave the ogre unveiled
And it’s back in the grave where they found us
Back in the grave where they found us
Freed from the ties which had bound us
Back in the grave where they found us

Only to know what the professor knows

In the catacomb vaults, we extracted the salts
From cadavers to lengthen our youth
Chanting the names at the edge of the flames
And a mirror to show us the truth
A mirror which speaks only truth
See how it seeks not to soothe
A mirror which speaks only truth

Only to know what the professor knows

In the underworld maze, in the night of no days
Concocting the plan we’re devising
Much to endure on the road to En-Dor
And to snatch from Elohim arising
To snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Professor

This is how the sun feels when it first hits your face on a frosty morning... when the wait is finally over... just when you thought that the darkness was eternal, and you succumbed to the acceptance of being a creature of the night...

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DISSOLUTION.  (French)

https://soundcloud.com/olla-de-insomnio, aka https://soundcloud.com/stranger-something sent me this wonderful instrumental track and later on also that artwork. I enjoyed a lot to write and sing along, a Big Thank You for that, it's been a great pleasure...

Please also, if you like, check out the remix:
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Stranger

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went 							


As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again

Well I could tell a thousand tales
Well i could tell a thousand lies

I could tell  a thousand dreams
That might not be true
Could formulate a thousand lines
You won’t believe that they’re true

Well, I could tell…
I could run a hundred thousand miles and more…

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went 							

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again…

- solo -

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again

One thing asking myself,
Has it been true ?
Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?		
One thing that i must ask again
Has that been true ?
Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?				

Well, i could tell…
Well, i could tell…

Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?
Did i really write a thousand lines
Then to get rid of you ?
I could run a hundred thousand miles
Well, i could run a hundred thousand miles and more
With a stone in my shoe…

Stranger (wt Stranger Something, raw edit)

Some things belong underground, though they may emerge every now and then to feed in the night.

"The Busy Worms" is a sweet little bedtime story about things which wiggle and dance in the serious moonlight. So let's dance. But then it's time for bed.


LYRICS
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(What? Oh I guess I can tell you one little story. Ok, lay down...)

A wee little wiggle, deep underground
Turn of the shovel, see what we've found
Yes you can hold one but don't squeeze too tight
They'll squirm from your fingers and slip out of sight

Now don't worry darling, don't catch a fright
The worms are just hungry, they feed in the night
Slippery, slimy and hidden from sight
Twisting and turning they dance in the moonlight
Dance in the moonlight

The worms are busy tonight

Yes you can hold one but don't squeeze too tight
They'll squirm from your fingers and slip out of sight

The earth is no object, it's just passing through
They keep the soil healthy for me and for you
Slippery, slimy and hidden from sight
Twisting and turning they dance in the moonlight
The serious moonlight

The worms are busy tonight

Did you ever think when a hearse drives by
That you may be the next to die?
They'll wrap you up in a big white sheet
That covers you from your head to your feet
They'll lower you down in a deep dark pit
And leave you alone to rot in it
The big black bug with the big red eyes
Crawls in your innards and out your sides
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
They dance the watusi upon your snout
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out

(Good night, sweet dreams. See you in the morning!)

The Busy Worms

Suffocated by my dreams terrorized by my life. Conversations in my mind creep through secret tunnels, stepping out into the light of open spaces. I feel the blood draining from my face, as I hear whispers of denial from pristine cages mingling with homeless mothers. Who loved the day and pray for another. The dying embers of freedom colors are fading into the blackest of nights. Walking through shadows that leave the mist of time, my fingers are holding fragment of what’s left of my life


Recurring Discord

Frammento contenente due brani (Bambiente, Country Dub) registrato a Sacile PN, il 21 agosto 2005, per l'edizione di quell'anno di "Artistinsieme", bellissima e coloratissima mostra d'arte in strada che si è tenuta nell'ambito della antica Sagra degli Osei, durante la quale l'Orastrana ha suonato ininterrottamente per due giorni. Con Carlo Natali e Thomas Graber ai synth, elettronica, effetti e Mauro Rocchi al basso elettrico.

Unreleased

Bambiente/Country Dub

[unreleased] L'Orastrana - Bambiente/Country Dub (live @ artistinsieme 2005 Sacile PN 2005-08-21)

PRINCESS

From hand to hand it goes

I've read your comments, but I'm late in replying to you. I'm sorry. I was stuck with a lot of worries while making this song. I tried to make this song into club music, but after struggling, my ego made it no longer rhythmic music. However, it's a joy for us to have our ego in the song. We've finished our new song, so we'd like to reply to your comments. The sound of the song clearly shows that we've been exposed to your music.

No. 233 Club Music Experimental Version - With thanks for your comment to me

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Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

A Musical Journey of FlexHead
Best known as a local Northern California Funk Band, FlexHead and their sound have developed and grown in popularity since 2015. Influenced by the community, culture, and sounds of their hometown, they perform music that speaks to fans across the musical spectrum. Their signature style has become synonymous with a diverse collection of melodies and compositions. This Funk Band is on the rise, and nothing can stop them from achieving the success they work so hard for. 

Contact FlexHead at FlexHeadFunk@gmail.com

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