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vigairada tape com gonsalocomc e Herege
https://gonsalocomc.bandcamp.com/album/vigairada

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vigairada tape (c/ @gonsalocomc @Doisps) em breve

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twenny¡

drive.in / shawty

gaia

karate chop cos dedos
à luz do farol, perto, pela slowhabits
e outros projetos ensemblu virão neste verão

méleo

Escrito por Parker. Produzido por gonsalocomc.
Capa por Parker

PARA TU... OUTRA VEZ

Para Tu... Outra Vez (Prod. gonsalocomc)

[Intro]
Bless dis day—bless dis breath.
All we ask: be at ease.

[Verse 1]
I walk upright / calm and wide,
I speak soft / but I don't hide.
I step with care / I move with grace,
I give each soul / a little space.

[Chorus]
Ease pon di Earth, ease pon your way,
Boundless love, dis is how we pray.
May all beings rest, may all hearts rise,
We chant in rhythm / we bless di skies.

[Verse 2]
Don’t hold hate / don’t throw harm,
Love strong like roots / hands warm.
Protect like mama, speak like drum,
We all come from di same one sun.

[Bridge]
Seen and unseen, big and small,
Far or near—we call dem all.
No war in me / no fire to burn,
Just sacred wind / and truth return.

[Chorus]
Ease pon di Earth, ease pon your way,
Boundless love, dis is how we pray.
May all beings rest, may all hearts rise,
We chant in rhythm / we bless di skies.

[Chant Outro]
Ease... be at ease...
Ease... be at ease...
No fear / no fight / no freeze—just ease.

[End]

Sweet Blessings



Alan Sugaya

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Overdub instrument at Home Recording - 12/11/2025
Performed on Yamaha DTXtreme III Drum Kit with a Yamaha M12 Percussion Drum Pad


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“The Allotments” is a nocturnal return to Sydenham Hill — the place where six boys once climbed a broken fence, shared cheap cider, argued about music and politics, and promised they’d never drift apart. Twenty years later, only five come back.

After the funeral of their friend Marcus, the group climbs the hill again to spread his ashes and rediscover the place that shaped them. The allotments are still there, but changed: the fence has been fixed, the skyline is unrecognisable, the old hut leans like it remembers their names, and the bench now has a quiet partner beside it. There is no guitar on the album, in honour of the one who used to carry his everywhere.

Across twelve tracks, the album moves between present-day grief and 90s flashbacks, blending ambient-folk, soft UK electronica, gospel harmonies, wet-green field recordings, and wordless choruses that feel like voices carried on London’s night air. Memory slips, timelines overlap, and the group slowly realises that what they return to never returns the same.

This is an album about friendship, absence, and the way growing up rearranges the map of a place.
A grey-green elegy for the boys they were, the men they became, and the one who didn’t make it back.

twenny¡

gonsalocomc

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