Mercury Mind

Hank Rusch goes for the throat with this stripped down raucous rocker about a fugitive from injustice called The Innocent.  Hank creates a raw precision with his spare but loud use of only drums, bass, guitar. Sweet but grinding like frosting on a cake with a file inside Hank give us just desserts with his slide guitar work. Hank's voice brings an authentic dimension to the song as he recounts the first person story of a man wrongly convicted, escaped, on the run.  Hank's screaming falsetto in tandem with his high slide guitar ends the song like a war cry... as if to say, Today is a good day to die, but I will fight for one more.

The Innocent
I went down to the River
I saw somethin' no one ever should see
The law did somethin' bad
They pinned it all on me

On my way to Leavenworth
the train it left the tracks
Everybody broke their backs
But I walked out without a scratch

So they put me in Joliet
on a back to back 30 stretch
But me and a road dog found a way
to put a hole in the fence

We ran and ran in our prison stripes
til' we found a old garage
We put on mechanics uniforms
and hot wired the owner's Dodge

We put some miles between Joliet
We drove without the lights
I wished the darkness would never end
It started gettin' light

They caught my partner and they made the Dodge
he went down in a blaze of bullets
I watched it all from the café
as I stuffed my hungry gullet

I slipped out of town on a mail truck
your letters might be a little late
'cause they shot it full of lead
I crawled into a sewer grate

I met a woman in St. Paul
She liked me and she took me in
She believed I was innocent
as long as I gave her good lovin'

But I saw her sittin' in a G man's car
I could tell from the government plates
They had the goods on her for somethin' else
She gave me up and turned states

I've been runnin' for five year now
I've used every alias
What I saw the law do that night
they'd hang if I was to witness

Listen to my story
I got to tell it before I'm gone
I swear to you I'm the innocent
There's more where I came from

I'm The Innocent, I'm The Innocent
Lord have mercy on my soul
I'm The Innocent, I'm The innocent
Don't try to give me your back door parole
I'm The Innocent, I'm The Innocent,
If I stop runnin' I'll never get old
I'm The Innocent, I'm The Innocent
Lord have mercy on my soul

The Innocent

Ce morceau est un hommage à un parent décédé, ancien résistant et engagé jusqu'à la fin. Il disait souvent... "ainsi va la vie"

ainsi va la vie - live

The Story

Submission for Weekly Note Composing Jam #6 hosted by emscottish for Itch.IO February 2025

combining works of (Faridoddin Abu Hamed Mohammad Attar Nishapuri) Sufi poet aka Attar ('apothecary') of Nishapur c.1145-1121 AD
and Scottish poet and lyricist Robert Burns 1759-1796 AD

lyrics:

The sea will be the sea,
No matter the drop's philosophy.
(Attar of Nishapur)

We are busy with the luxury of things
Their number and multiple faces bring
To us confusion we call knowledge Say:
God created the world, pinned night to day
Made mountains to weigh it down 
seas To wash its face 
living creatures with pleas
The ancestors of prayers seeking a place
In this mystery that floats in endless space.
(Attar of Nishapur)


Talk not of love, it gives me pain,
For love has been my foe;
He bound me in an iron chain,
And plunged me deep in woe.  
(Robert Burns)

From each, Love demands a mystic silence.
What do all seek so earnestly? 
Place not so firm a value on self-reliance,
Love’s tide erodes what we grasp so thirstily.
Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts,
In Love no longer 'Thou' and 'I' exist,
No musing upon what effort brought, (me)
For self has passed away in the Beloved.
A form which vanishes into mist.
Now will I draw aside the veil from Love,
And in the temple of mine inmost soul
Gaze on the void’s eternal bowl.
Behold the Friend, Incomparable Love.
He who would know the secret of both worlds
And has the opaque pall unfurled, (me)
Will find that the secret of them both is Love.
(Attar of Nishapur)

Cold, alter'd friendship's cruel part,
Open wounds stung by brine, Love. (me)
To poison Fortune's ruthless dart
Let me not break thy faithful heart,
And say that fate is mine, Love. 
(Robert Burns)

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Embers Of A Broken Dawn

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Chasing The Next

// Original vocals Libby
// Music, lyrics & mix by Guiville
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Track lyrics:

The station hums with echoes low,  
Neon flickers, engines slow.  
A suitcase full of dreams untold,  
A ticket clutched in hands so cold.  

Footsteps fading down the line,  
Ghosts of laughter left behind.  
One more ride, one last time,  
Before the dawn erases mine.  

On the last train home, where the memories flow,  
Rolling through the night like a shadow show.  
Steel on the tracks sings a lonesome tone,  
Whispering stories of those who’ve gone.  

Raindrops race the windowpane,  
Flickering towns call out my name.  
Faces blurred like passing lights,  
Gone too fast to say goodnight.  

Footsteps fading down the line,  
Ghosts of laughter left behind.  
One more ride, one last time,  
Before the dawn erases mine.  

On the last train home, where the memories flow,  
Rolling through the night like a shadow show.  
Steel on the tracks sings a lonesome tone,  
Whispering stories of those who’ve gone.  

Every mile is a moment lost,  
Every turn is the past’s own cost.  
Fading echoes, fleeting ties,  
Disappear with the morning skies.  

The station nears, the brakes sigh low,  
A final stop, nowhere to go.  
Stepping off, the night still hums,  
Another traveler, lost and done.

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Lost and Done (Feat. Libby)

Short, sharp, punchy punk-edged toe-tapping rock. Enjoy...

I’m the art. I’m the heart. With every step, I break apart
From catwalks to streets, I roamed. A body inked in a world unknown

Latex noir, my rebel guide. Captured moments, no compromise
In a fish tank, I lose my head. To catch the perfect shot, I’ve bled

Like every brushstroke, bold and bright, I dive into the dark, take flight
I get higher than I thought, then I rise again. Then I rise again
 
A string snaps, lovers break. In every move, I recreate
In every move, I recreate. In every move, I recreate
I’m the art, I’m the heart with my recreation
 
Chew on my dreams, swallow my thrill. Painting trees, bending my will
Fashion’s calling, take control. With my friends, we’re on a roll
 
I’m the art, I’m the heart. With every step, I break apart
Latex noir, my rebel guide. Captured moments, no compromise
Keep me reinvented

Electric Canvas

Thanks to Obsesion for their performance on this song.
Lyrics and Vocals: Obsesion
Composition, production and keyboards: Carlos R
Carlos Rodrigues  2025

For more details visit my website www.carlosrodrigues.ch

KAMASUTRA DEL ALMA

“Theater of War” is a scream from the inside: a raw, distorted anthem about internal chaos, emotional exhaustion, and the quiet violence of modern life.

It’s about the pressure to shut up, smile, and fall in line. The kind of burnout that doesn’t come from working hard but from pretending you’re fine when you’re not. We wrote it for the people who are still thinking, still feeling, still resisting in a world that rewards obedience over authenticity.

Theater of War

Howdy everybody! And Happy Easter!

We rarely give a preface to our songs 'cause we wanna leave everything up to interpretation as much as possible, but @thebeautifuldark inspired us to be more communicative. And so, we're back to Blues! No matter how far into Punk or Metal we go, good old Loud, Electric, Heavy Blues always pulls us back. This time around got @tezcatreal to give thanks for the Blues pivot. His crazy Hard Rock/Blues songs were a big inspiration for the overall theme. Check out both of them to listen music that is actually good!

So, a Blues Metal song about a blue sea, a sailor with the "blues", blue thunder clouds and an indescribable blue embodiment of all of those things (think Cthulhu) seemed like the most layers of one color we could stack up in under 5 minutes. 
Now what all that actually means, it's up to you to decide. We know what it means to us. 

Cover art by Ivan Aivazovsky is better than anything we could make. 

Enough blabbering:

Shades of Blue

We're out a-sailing
Miss my town, the waves they
Push us away into...
A storm at the edge of the earth
Reeling us

Pay no mind
Got Rum
And playing Dice all night, yeah...
Yeah!
Got the fish in the line!
Thunder, like drum
Scratching through the sky, yeah...
But we don't pay no mind...

Silence
Creeps slowly
And the waves seem so cozy
All of the sudden...
The Sea knows me
It could take us in its embrace
And swallow us whole

Yet!
We pay no mind, yeah...
Sailing through the night, yeah...
She'll take us for a ride
I'll awake 
Capsized
Holding for dear life, yeah...
We shouldn't have been so blind

[Solo]

Shades of Blue devour me
In a ship so alone
Lost at Sea, the mighty reef
It calls, Siren's calls

[Solo]

Waves of Blue are dragging me
Into a shadow from below
Shape uncanny surfacing
Beyond what I could show

[Solo]

These...
Chains of Blue, they weigh on me
Pulling down to the jaws
Of the Abyss of my beliefs
In this Sea, where I belong 

///////////APRIL 2025

Shades of Blue

Solo artist/producer from Swindon, UK - dabbling in sounds while others sing. No idea what I’m doing 😉. Love to all who listen, comment, and repost! x
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音楽は楽しいです

Lost and Done (Feat. Libby)

Guiville

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