3. Beats

From Colton Fulton's Bleak Outlook

You were standing at the bus stop
And my heart stopped
I’d never seen a woman like that
From bottom to top,
Intended to shock
Besmocked in nothing but black
Like a Victorian novella
you opened your umbrella
I thought you’d turned into a bat
Then with a gust of air,
hair flew everywhere
And I knew you owned multiple cats

I want no part of that
Unless you go to my flat
Then you take a bath
She didnt care for that

I was looking for an escort
In the food court
You looked like Edgar Allen Poe
in a dress
You said your life’s a mess
And you owed your parents rent
Between drags of your clove cigarette
Working part time at Hot Topic
Doesn’t cover antipsychotics
Enough about YOU baby, give it a rest
Then I was introduced
To her massive black boots
It’s more than just looking depressed
It’s also self defense

Now I’m shouting
And I’m shouting
I believe you’re standing on my foot
When I said I had a foot fetish
I think you might have misunderstood
Now you’re grinding
and you’re grinding
Your heel just as hard as you can
I’m sure this is like 2nd base to you
But frankly I’m not much of a fan
I’m not your kind of man
Why can’t you understand?
This isn’t what I planned
Its literally a one night stand

She was working at a Starbucks
Reading Fight Club
She had a haircut that looked like a dare
With all that metal in her face
She wouldn’t look out of place
In a drawer
with the good silverware
Where it began for me’s uncertain
I’ve always enjoy Tim Burton
Its safe to say that
I have a type
If I’m attracted to them
Then they’re always unhinged
I should listen to my own advice
Now I’m paying the price
I’m being sacrificed
To the Anti-Christ
Now its happened twice

Now I’m bleeding
Yes I’m bleeding
It’s like something out of Lord Of The Flies
I’ve always tried to have an open mind
But I think that I might actually die
Now I’m dying yes I’m dying
I’m bleeding out right here in your room
I thought you were just into Siouxsie Sioux
But this is what you get when you assume…
You make an ass out of “oom”
And then you’re sealed in a tomb
That’s where you meet your doom
In Moody Ashley’s Room
Its where she howls at the moon
It’s where she spins her cocoon
It’s where her ex is exhumed
In Moody Ashley’s Room
It’s where she keeps her broom
It smells of piss and perfume
She’ll let you feed her baboon
She’s the princess of gloom
In Moody Ashley’s Room

Moody Ashley's Room

From the new album Bowling Balls out 1st June.

www.sickyb.com

Bowling Balls

The Last Hello

Small Talk

Entertainment

Never been to Birdland though I’m a big Charlie 'Yardbird' Parker fan. This track, however, is more about the Tweetie variety, they are such a delight, I love listening to their toons. If you have time, I urge you to watch https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wdIoL2YLu7Y . Ghislaine is such a talent, her photos and videos just capture the magic.
  
I’m on my way to Birdland
That’s where I wanna be
Modern day living so unforgiving 
It’s not a place for me

You’re better off in Birdland
It’s so plain to see
Ask the crows coz they all know
Birdland’s the place to be

I just love their beaks
Their feets, their tweets
And they’re so reet petite
So why’re being so thoughtless
Turning up the heat
We’re the pest
Messing up the nest and…
You know the rest  
You know the rest
You know the rest 
  
You’re better off in Birdland
It’s so plain to see
Ask the crows coz they all know
Birdland’s the place to be
Birdland’s the place to be 
Birdland’s the place to be

30 June 2021

Birdland

mathematical poetry.... just how soon is 'soon'?

"Soon" is the seventh single from my debut solo album, Year Zero, to be released soon....

"Soon" will also be available on all other digital platforms to download and/or stream.... iTunes, Spotify, Napster, Deezer, GooglePlay, AppleMusic, YouTube etc...

(c)(p) written & performed by Miaow McDonald

engineered/co-produced by Robert Davidson, the 'Aged Choir Boy'.

Miaow McDonald: Vocals, Guitars, Synths and other sonic perversions
Robert Davidson: Drums, Additional Synths

Miaow McDonald only plays Fender Guitars.


lyrics:

oh the unquantifiable weight...
the undeniable... wait...
oh irrefutable beauty
of mathematical poetry...

one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head
one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head

soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|

there's no indifference
or uncertainty...
we both know what we want
(can you feel it?)
can you feel the urgency?

one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head
one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head

soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|

Soon

Anywhere out of the  World  - Dead can dance - cover

Zeus

nothing can take me away from believing
 nothing left to choose 
and the song's been sung 
laced with love
 all from the mouth of a dove

and the best is yet to come then I run  and
i jump in the sea
who said that I said it’s not too late

we won’t get a mention 
for tearing down half the place

we're taking perceptions from uncertain words 
words that we spoke too soon
and it's all downhill
ok but still
 there’s a long long way to go

but you and me 
we’re learning to see 
what they all seem to know
 rome wasn’t burnt in a day

don't you see our inventions?
oh but god do we need a break?
all my life I waited for you

Rome In A Day

No Dub No Future

Biiig Thanks to my Saxo Porno Man for this great Devil ride here;-)
Visit the Porno Man on SC https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

Lunatics 73/ All The Devils Come On Earth👿👹👺😈/ Joerxwoerx & Ratzzz

Get Me High 7"

Get Me High

Olly Olly Oxen Free

Slowly

My Paula

The Last Door

Everything You Are

Vocals- Barthaarschneider
Synth, Loopty Loop Bass, Vocals- Nic
Electric rhythm guitar (left), lead guitar(fills)-Vice Commandant Dubois
Drums- Monkey Blood Lowdown 
Acoustic guitar, electric rhythm guitar(right,
lead guitar (solos)- Admiral Krank

Greatest Hits

Californian Califonts

Jigsaw, is an exploration of growth, individuality and character. After tasking myself to write a song representing each stage of grief, I began with 'Acceptance' to focus on grief's cyclical nature.

Jigsaw

Stream it here: https://ffm.to/youltketalkingabout.ois

Written and performed by Sara Wolff
Produced by Adam Rothschild and Sara Wolff
Mixed and engineered by Adam Rothschild
Adam Rothschild: Guitar
Andrew Lockhart: Drums
Steven Holmes: Bass
Sara Wolff: Lead Guitar
Sam Maddison: Additional Guitar

Mastered by Jim Spencer
Artwork by Becky McGillivray
Recorded in Eve Studios Manchester 2019

Lyrics:

You are hungry today
I can see it in your eyes
From all the way across the room 
They’re all in for a big surprise

I can see you sniff the air
They see you now try to get away but
Just one moment too late
Perfect style but sharky smile oh

You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
	
A massive black hole in your place
Everyone’s shouting in despair
Your reflection in their face 
They all know that the end is near

Must admit I look away
Caught up in your own conceit
Chew them up and swallow down
Just in time for a juicy treat 

You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself

What have you done?
What have you done?
What have you done?
You ate my firstborn son!
What have you done?
What have you done?
What have you done?
You ate my firstborn son!

You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself

You Like Talking About Yourself

Dreaming in White is all about the charm of the simple things at Christmas time, and the longing for a White Christmas.

Dreaming In White

Written by Nadia Sheikh
Produced by Brett Shaw (123 Studios)

Nadia Sheikh - vocals, guitar, piano
Rowan Davies - bass
George Gardiner - drums

Special thanks to Harry Acrman (guitar)

Undefined

Nadia Sheikh - Love Is Undefined

new Release!!
https://parametric.bandcamp.com/album/iii

Some old & closer projects, below. Also contacts

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Contact: gonzojfrances@gmail.com

3. Beats

Gonzo J. Francès