Thank you for listening.
a quiet walk through the universe within.

Space Walk

'cuz ive still got the same number, i think its safe for me to say
that no matter where you are,
some things don't ever change . . .

Some Things Don't Ever Change

In the velvety night
As stars collide….

I hear your song
It brings my body to life
I feel your rhythm
... a celestial call

I’m drawn to you
As helpless as a moth
To a flickering beam of light
Like a spaceship…
Blasting….
From the earth’s atmosphere
Feel this gravity
Raise auditory desire
We’re dancing on the edge
Of a cosmic crime
Your touch on the deck
It ignites the dance floor
Like a supernova’s fire

My heart is lost
In musical desire

Feel the rhythm
Our bodies sway
Like 2 planets colliding
In one celestial wave

Our love’s the music
That echos through our space
A symphony of passion
That won’t go astray

Our love becomes the music
That echos throughout space
A symphony of passion
That won’t... go... astray

Blast off
Last flight from Mars
In the cosmic night
Where beats align
In the cosmic night
Where we are all one

DJ
I’ll save my soul for you
Forever entwined
In an infinite journey
An intoxicating aurore
Of heavenly harmony

It’s only in these moments
When I feel alive
When I feel alive
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh

You’re my shining star
Your music is love

Last Flight From Mars

"Will Ye Go Lassie Go" is a Scottish/Irish folk song that is also known as "Wild Mountain Thyme" or "Blooming Heather". The song is about a young man who asks a young girl to go with him to gather wild mountain thyme. It is a popular folk song with a long history, and there have been hundreds of recordings made of it by various artists. 
About the song
Title: It is known by several names, including "Will Ye Go, Lassie, Go?", "Wild Mountain Thyme," and "Blooming Heather". 
Origin: The song's tune and lyrics have their roots in the Scottish folk song "The Braes of Balquhither" by Robert Tannahill. 
Theme: It's a love song about a young man asking his "lassie" to go with him to find wild mountain thyme in the heather. 
Popularity: It is a very popular song worldwide and has been recorded by many artists, including The Corries, The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem, and Kate Rusby".                     

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: Alex Kinkate

Will Ye Go Lassie Go- The Corries (Cover)

"Odessa 2075" is a futuristic, dystopian pop story – a youth tale about life, loss, and awakening in the city of Odessa in the year 2075.

[Verse 1]
The harbor sleeps beneath the drones,
rusted ships with silver bones.
Children trade their names for bread,
but who remembers what was said?

A woman hums in static rain,
her voice repeats a long-lost pain.
Was she ever real, or just a sound?
Can silence ever be found?

[Chorus]
Odessa 2075,
where the lost pretend to be alive.
Ashes speak in tongues of gold,
waiting for the dream to come alive.

[Verse 2]
A boy builds wings from broken code,
his faith a glitch, his heart a node.
He flies above the temple’s ash, 
but where do fallen angels crash?

[Chorus]
Odessa  2075,
where the lost pretend to be alive.
Ashes speak in tongues of gold,
waiting for the dream to come alive.

[Bridge]
In the opera house of zeroes,
a child replays the end.
Was this the fall of Eden,
or just a way to mend?

And in the hush between two beats,
a question starts to rise,
if every sin was born from love,
then who decides what dies?

[Verse 3]
The satellites hum psalms of steel, 
I wonder if they feel what’s real. 
Can prayers be sent through fractured air, 
and who’s still listening there?

[Chorus]
Odessa 2075,
where the lost pretend to be alive.
Ashes speak in tongues of gold,
waiting for the dream to come alive.

[Outro – Bridge]
In the opera house of zeroes,
a child replays the end.
Was this the fall of Eden,
or just a way to mend?

And in the hush between two beats,
a question starts to rise,
if every sin was born from love,
then who decides what dies?

[Outro – Chorus]
Odessa  2075,
where the lost pretend to be alive.
Ashes speak in tongues of gold,
waiting for the dream to come alive.

Odessa 2075 [Extended Version]

Happy Halloween.... the song is actually a tribute to Ian Hunter and Mott the Hoople ..one of the best bands of the 70s....Ian is still rocking into his mid 80s..so I am the one with the rigor mortis clearly..go Ian go...
sound clips from 1931 Frankenstein movie
There are at least 8 Mott the Hoople Song titles in the lyrics


Rock N Roll Rigor Mortis

Roll Away The Stone                                        
God is calling, he's on the phone
He's got a glambam plan, one last stand        
Before they take you home                               

Spotlight shines in your face
You better put on a pair of Ian Hunter shades
I Wish I Was Your Mother, wish I was your father
Never could put you in your place

Hey, old man
What don't you understand?
Know your rights
Plead that Habeas Corpus
Hey, old man 
The music makes demands
Shake off your rock n roll rigor mortis

Move your hips to the beat
Take a deep breath, unstick yourself from that seat
Shine a light through your pupil, of pure Mott the Hoople
To energise those ancient feet

Time to rise again
Like Lazarus, a comeback, this ain’t the end
You're one wild stiff, rockin all my riffs
Be careful how your body bends 

Hey old man
What don't you understand?
Know your rights
Plead that Habeas Corpus
Hey old man 
The music makes demands
Shake off your rock n roll rigor mortis

All The Way From Memphis               
The Golden Age Of Rock N Roll    
Elvis and the Whizz Kids                 
Ain’t no peace in the valley for the last patrol 

Drivin’ Sister, Jerkin’ Crocus
Help me When My Mind Is Gone
Do the shimmy shake, bring it into focus
Sing it loud this victory song

Chorus

It's alive!!! It's alive!!! It's alive!!!

lyrics HotR/ Ian Hunter & co
music HotR





Rock N Roll Rigor Mortis

Pastors & Priests (The Missing)

The Third Dimension

Wow, this is it, the final song I will be posting for the untitled album Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Wormling and I have been working on! We posted the first song, “Ghosting Out,” from this set on January 4, 2021. I started this set of 12 songs in 2020, during the pandemic, using demo tracks that Wou-Wou graciously allowed me to use. I can’t, yet totally can, believe that it took 5 years to finish and finally post all the songs. I am still not sure if all 12 songs will be included in the album since the total run time is about 43 minutes and I like albums to be a little closer to 30 minutes. We still also need to decide on the track sequence. Eventually the album will be posted the album on Bandcamp for free. 

I have written it many times before and I will write it again, it has been an immense pleasure and honor and blast to work with Sticknice, Bitzone, and Wou-Wou on this set of songs. I feel so lucky to have had this opportunity.  

Track Credits:
Heartscore: Violin
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore/tracks
https://heartscore.bandcamp.com/album/the-edge-of-times
https://www.youtube.com/dirkradloff
Stricknice: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Additional Drums and Bass, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
https://www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Synth, Synth Bass, Drums, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

I don’t wanna have to do this
But I would be terribly remiss
If I just pretended to shoot and miss 
Maybe I could find somebody nobody’ll reminisce 
Maybe I could find somebody deserving the abyss 
The kiss of deaths sweet lips 
The heat of cold bullets
Rationally tearing you from the grips 
Of life meaningless in this soulless culture gone amiss 
I’ve been hunting these woods since my childhood 
Living as any self respecting and god fearing man should
sovereign and secured in responsibility for one’s own livelihood  
The devil wants you to believe in falsehoods 
and city life leads to no good
The heathens all had me misunderstood 
I wouldn’t want to be with them if I could

It feels like its been me and the bird forever now 
And i can’t allow myself to let him down 
I have him in my sight 
But there is two of ‘em 
Damn it 
What am I going to do with ‘em 
I’m going to have shoot both of ‘em 
I can’t leave a witness
Gotta move with swiftness 
At least this 
male’s a total stud 
and bird will pleased 
As he falls with a thud as his chest spews out blood 
and soil turns to mud
This is the right thing to do, isn’t it
After all I made an agreement 
I can’t permit 
Bird to throw a fit
or It’ll be me my head 
that sits on that wall 
And I really wouldn’t want him to leave me 
and be alone again

The Shrike Pt. 4

Heartscore, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Wormling, and the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 4

Badlands

SiG - Cerf-volant

Je fais des sons à thèmes, je raconte des histoires, je crée des fictions.

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It's not just music, it's also what makes you think

SiG - Cerf-volant

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