A surf-rock ghost story set on Cocoa Beach. Early morning surfers swear they see a phantom rise from the waves — the spirit of a guy who rag-dolled last week. The locals clear out, leaving the narrator with all the waves to himself… until he meets the “ghost” face to face. Turns out, it’s just a plastic bag drifting in the surf. Horror movie vibe with a wink.

LYRICS
(2025 Ggreg Snyder)

[Verse 1]
Early morning, the tide rolls in,
Surfers swear they saw a phantom sin.
A shadow rising in the foamy deep,
They say it’s Dave — the ocean keeps.

[Chorus]
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Ghost! Ghost! Out of reach!
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Surfin’ in the haunted sea!

[Verse 2]
Next day they saw it, drifting near,
Now half the lineup won’t go near.
More big waves, and the break is mine,
Empty barrels, lookin’ fine.

[Chorus]
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Ghost! Ghost! Out of reach!
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Surfin’ in the haunted sea!

[Bridge]
I paddle out in the morning light,
White form shifting left to right.
They scream, “It’s Dave — he’s back from the grave!”
But hey, that’s my name they rave.

[Verse 3]
I walk to the shore, my heart beats fast,
Reach for the ghost in the seaweed mass.
No spirit, no soul, no phantom hand,
Just a plastic bag blowin’ over the sand.

[Final Chorus / Outro]
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Ghost! Ghost! Out of reach!
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Plastic bag ghost in the sea!

Ghost From Cocoa Beach

Octubre

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released October 12, 2025

Toni Martinez: Electric guitars, bass guitar, drum programming, recording, mixing and mastering.
All music by Toni Martinez
tonofantasmas
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Link to bandcamp: www.tonofantasmas.bandcamp.com
Link to YouTube: www.youtube.com/@tonofantasmas
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1.tonofantasmas - El vuelo del caracol 02:10
2.tonofantasmas - Spooky moco 02:32
3.tonofantasmas - Pepsi ( Ain't no time around for Boogie ) 05:06
4.tonofantasmas - THE FORGOSUB 100 02:43
5.tonofantasmas - Monique childhood 04:03
6.tonofantasmas - Zero charge 03:25
7.tonofantasmas - Take agony 03:53
8.tonofantasmas - raising from hell 04:04
9.tonofantasmas - Coming soon 04:16

tonofantasmas - raising from hell

Beneath the Blood-Stained Lintel

artist : Filmy Ghost
album : The Phase
earS097 / 2020
archive.org/details/earsheltering097

Filmy Ghost is a dark experimental, atmospheric, ghostly music project created by Sábila Orbe
from Rancagua Chile. 

website: https://humanfobia.jimdo.com/filmy-ghost/
music webs: https://archive.org/details/fav-sabila_orbe02 https://hearthis.at/filmy-ghost/

track composed, cover artwork design by Sábila Orbe./ model in the cover: Mist Spectra.

The phase is the transfiguration of the body to other dimensions and planes of existence,
also to othe states of the human spiritual conscious.

The Phase

Filmy Ghost_-_Mutated Pineal Gland

I would like to apologize in advance :)
all songs, instruments(soft synths, moog theremini, korg volca sample and guitars fretted and fretless) & production by me.

3. Strange Attractor

Herbert Weisrock - Baritone saxophone
Thomas Sander - Guitar/Electronics
Thomas Sander - Arrangement/Composition

TWO MOONS I

Uploaded with AudioShare app - http://kymatica.com/audioshare

urcff

well its kind of futuristic
she's all dressed in a sack
with the setting so epic......... the doll who shits itself is back!

The Doll What Shits Itself Is Back!

Heute fege ich den Boden,
Haushaltsarbeit mag ich sehr.
Hurtig schwinge ich den Besen,
feiner Staub fliegt hin und her.
So geht es durch jedes Zimmer,
auch in dieser Ecke war ich schon.
Fegen lebt von Wiederholung,
wie aktive Meditation.

Ach, des Nachbars' Sauger
ist ein wahres Ungetüm:
durch die Wand kann man ihn hören,
Hund und Katze hassen ihn.
Ich bevorzuge den Besen,
der ist ruhig, brauch keinen Strom.
Heute fege ich den Boden -
aber das sagte ich ja schon...

DJ Deppenhorst
Frankfurt, Oktober 2020

Heute fege ich den Boden

We're not from round here
Where are we from
Beyond the fire
Beyond the Sun.

We're not from round ere'
We don't fit in
We are the missing links
in Evolution
Bald weak and thin yeah?
Needs armoured skins
Or else we'd freeze out here
Or fry under the Sun
We builded guilded picket cage
Divides it up in lines
We're crumbs of plastic buried deep into the sands of time
We mined a shiny plughole
In the butthole of this can
We spaffed up in the ozone
Shadow puppets
Bloody hands.

We're not from round here
Where are we from
Beyond the Fire
Beyond the Sun

Shitting on the doorstep
Fucking up the farm
What's it all about and what have we become?

It's fine
It's all about the fines
These glue blood lines
Tapping gold seams deep
In dark satanic mines
It's a farm and you aren't even the Cattle
You're more like the petrol for the gears that grind the offal into Fucking Falafel
Crappy Crab Apple
Krabby Patty for 
Colossi
Hungry Horror Waffle Monster Money Gobble Goblins dripping gore down  dank walls guarding dark secret corridors
We eats the poor
Feed me Seymour
More and more and more
ho ho ho  etc etc..

It's groping at your mind
You feel it deep inside
There's a mill that never ceases
Weaving wool to cover eyes
They gots all the sheeps they needs
And they defo' gots the time
You can feel the gears grinding
You can hear the Cattle cry
"It's fine"

It's all about the fines
Get in line and pay me mine
Oh, Donald..
Where are your Trousers?

Fines From Beyond The Sun

A shining example of the 'acapella rave' phenomenon in Dublin in the late 80's and early 90's

Retch For The Stars

One Star also manifests as 'for this i dock u 3 star' . 
French Radio Constellation meets various musicians ina Mu stylee.
Constructed from off the cuff jams.

The Doll What Shits Itself Is Back!

FOR THIS I DOCK YOU ONE ★