Name: R&N (6.8) by Gonzo J. Francès
Duration: 4 min 25 s
Description: Last "Buzz" section from 6th take. Noise and FX from a keypad with rythmic and distorted beat.

feels like Hitchcock's birds are gathering - cool !

My first DAW song!
I enjoyed very much doing this song?
Can you also enjoy it?

Under Pressure
In this world of expectations where success is a decree
All the pressure from everywhere can easily break you and me
Schooling us with numbers and facts, who care is’s breaking our backs
All the promises I must keep still hunt me in my sleep
In this circle of demands the pressure still expands

Education should be the key, but if the pressure breaks me?
What if I cannot break free?

You think when I smile I’m shinning so bright, but deep within there is a fear I can’t fight
All the pressure closing on me, expectations, how to be free?
How can I handle the wight before it is too late?
The obligations are so strong, where do I belong?

Success is what we strive for, but I wonder if there’s more
Expectations are everywhere,  all the pressure I have to bear

Under Pressure

🌌🎆🎪🎆  Welcome to the Freak Show ,speaking for myself ,I invite you to step right up to a Scribes of Avalon Collaboration with an awesome group called ' Mind Watching Your Elbows'....they have a very unique style and kick off Codex Scrolls Beat with a style that along with the sounds ,took my foggy mind to a Parallel Reality ,as usual!🔮  

In this reality, it's the 80s ,the world felt more free , everything was more Raw, from the wilderness that was still existing ,to the cities, towns ,strange places
....and in my imaginings and memories it felt like the carnival ,exciting but with sinister feels,it smelt of popcorn🍿 fireworks n sulphur for other reasons!🎆🎇🔥...gun oil and petrol 🏍as my family hung about with bikers and always had trouble not far away...it was like the wild west!  
🌵☠️
But this was written around the time of Corona.I was still recovering from some serious Wing clipping shit...so it's not my best verse but fuck it , it was nice to feel a difrent vibe again and work with these awesome artists.

Check out Mind Watching Your Elbow on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/jpLLq

Beat by:
 Codex Scrolls 
Intro verses by :
Mind Watching Your Elbows
2nd Verse: 
Codex Scrolls 
3rd Verse : Me 

Lyrics :

Welcome to the Freek show 
Step right when u step up
Carnival cook ya meet slow 
N Death lightin ur best tux
Cannibal took ur knees  toes
Heads shoulders  messed up
Scribes mind watchin ya elbows
knuckles whopper pop aNose 
on fake faces and melt those 
In big topper tents stretched up
Lights hooked up wi nice glow
But cnt stop alota tense sense stuck 
Inside despite a sweet smell grow
Candy floss n sights of the rides 
Coz standin off to a side hell shows
In the form of Avalons knights 
Not just as Scribes or no side show
But as one monster of the night 
Uniformed at times u n I know 
Lifes Helta Skelta  delt a blow 
Corona game over less ur land owner 
mad grands ta hand drove a land rover 
No owin loans n groans in hand over 
I Stand alone a loner the crowd a loada 
Clone ass fukin loud mouth boners 
Known as Posers Provoke us ogres 
Drag em down to our Clown house hopeless Un noticed 
Bag of lime decomposes
oderless after a time with hot fire pokers 


Circuit Boards

You miss those days when you were young, carefree and single
And if you wanted to meet people
you could just go to a bar, drink beer and mingle.
Now you’re constantly busy trying to tie up all the loose ends.  
You have so many domestic chores to do on your weekends. 

Somewhere along the way it became hard make new friends
That’s not the way it used to be. 
The world’s a crowded place, full of so many people.
But sometimes you feel like the only fish in the sea.

People without kids who have dogs, they think it’s the same thing
You can leave you dog home alone
 but you can’t do that with your offspring
You miss those days when you could tear up your plans and act spontaneously
Now you have to juggle so many things simultaneously

You used to strut around like a free-range rooster 
Now you’re laying eggs in a cramped cage
Your life’s an unwritten book 
But every day you’re stuck on the same page 

You pick up a half empty glass of milk and you try to tell yourself it’s half full
You catch a glimpse of your pear-shaped dad bod in the mirror and you tell yourself you’re still cool

They say there’s an epidemic of loneliness. 
You think about all those old friends that you really miss.
It used to be that you could just pick up your phone and call somebody out of the blue
But times have changed and now that’s not something that people do.
When you stood in line at a public place you could initiate a conversation
But now people have their faces buried in their phones for the entire duration

Somewhere along the way it became hard make new friends
That’s not the way it used to be. 
The world’s a crowded place, full of so many people.
But sometimes you feel like the only fish in the sea.
The world’s a crowded place, full of so many people.
But sometimes you feel like the only fish in the sea.

Hard To Make New Friends

Mixed Desert Sand

Last "Buzz" section from 6th take. Noise and FX from a keypad with rythmic and distorted beat.

R&N (6.8)

On The Sunny Side Of The Street

with apologies to Kevins, past, present and future
thank you, Kevins McHale, Costner and Bacon for participating 

Never Trust A Kevin 

When I was just a little boy                                                         
There was this nasty kid                                                             
Kevin was wild, Kevin was vile                                                   
All the twisted things he did                                                        
I tried to be friendly                                                                     
I tried to play nice                                                                       
They said, “Kevin behave”                                                             
“You will scar that boy for life”                                               

Never trust a Kevin                                                                     
I can never trust a Kevin in my life                                             
Never trust a Kevin                                                                     
I can never trust a Kevin in my life                                              
                                                                            
Run from the school, coming for me 
See him beat me down the block
I'll wait till I'm older, got to get stronger 
And in time, I'll clean his clock
But that day never came
We both slowly moved away
But his legend still haunts, the pranks and the taunts
I still cringe that name today

Never trust a Kevin
I can never trust a Kevin in my life 
Never trust those Kevins 
Never trust those Kevins in your life

Kevin Smith, Kevin Bacon                                                       
The Costner, O'Leary and the                                                 
Federline nations                                                                    
 Mr. Spacey,those things they said you did                                            
And Kevin McHale..........                                                                 
You ain't no paraplegic kid!....   

….   Artie walks! .....what a fraud ......
                                            
Never trust a Kevin
You can never trust a Kevin in your life
Never trust a Kevin 
You can never trust a Kevin in your life 
Your life, my life

Too many Kevins in my world
See the way they bring me down 
Remove the K, turn the N to L
And you can call them EVIL now
So what's in a name, what's in a face
It's a childhood memory 
That's seared in my brain, I can not erase…. that Kevin close to me...

               



Never Trust A Kevin

The song combines gentle melancholy with modern, electronic accents. The acoustic guitar forms the core of the song, supported by light electronic elements that enhance the emotions while creating a contemporary atmosphere. The voice is soft and a little rough, permeated with a bittersweet melancholy that takes the listener into a nostalgic world.

Shadows

The next thing I knew, I was "exiting"
But it felt like my presence there had been a return
Without ever any away

Outside we had all already been 
Thrush eggs

Exits Exist

Versions for songs from my album Fkxt77 and a Good Start

Father's Lessons (Ambient Version)

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R&N (6.8)

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