A (tad) longer release of my Overdubies track, with a few additions,
Kindly remastered by Jordan @DimMaster. Many thanks Jordan, you did superb work.

Overdubies (extended and remastered)

Hello thread. Pieces that don't fit. My depression was just fixed. It's a knot in my head that I've had since junior high, and might go back further. I had found all the ways into the knot, and then, in a flash of clarity, just now, it simply unraveled and I'm left with an urge to post on SomethingAwful.com.

When I was young there came a time when other children started to form into groups and I felt it was wrong to exclude others, to behave differently towards one person than another. It seemed so basic. I was taught and nurtured to believe that one should treat others as they themselves would like to be treated - the Golden Rule. But then, in my early teens, my peers started to seek the attention of others. They were desperate for an identity, something that is them, something to build on, and the only way one can form is in the minds of those who are familiar. Groups started to form around me. But I didn't want to be in a group, I wanted to do unto others as you would have them do unto you. In my mind we were all part of a whole.

I started to wear the same bland style of clothes every day. I did not cut my hair into a popular shape. And the easiest way to be true was to not engage at all. I kept to myself and viewed relationships as exclusionary. Senior year, with the idea that college was near, I decided to try socializing. You see, I didn't have the clarity that I have now. I thought I was broken, that I did not fit in, and I couldn't understand how such a person could succeed in the more social world I expected to find. This is where my life went off the rails. I was trying to play a game others had set up years ago.

I dropped out of high school with a 3.85 GPA. There wasn't a social face to show others, a true identity, the type they would expect, with familiar support. Just bits scraped from TV, me, and depression. What a huge waste of time. I am now 51.

Pieces That Don't Fit

Aktion

Peasant’s Front

The ones in dark corners
I am with you.
I sense your hush.
The ones of smoke and needles and bruises
who found glory
and saw how far a fall it is back down. 
The ones who hang around
when Main Street closes down.

The outcasts, the insane, the altered.
Each with a piece missing.
Invisible scars and otherwise.

A pact, a cult of the underground.
Where each path has it's inverse.
Where each feeling goes obscure.
Smoldering still from the impact of the world.
Cloaked in the darkness of night.
The only time we see what's real.

Words by Riley Robinson

Void of Blood and Rust

12Jan25

https://soundcloud.com/stan_magendanz/sets/x-axis-series

:D

x - aXis [197]

Toriuscio

2025-02-14

Midnight Sun

Ich hoffe es gefällt euch lasst liebe da❤️

Schlaflose Nächte

prod me & @mysticbummer

See the fruit on my tree, that’s His Spirit growin free
Im planted deep by the stream, livin water flow through me,
Im not the man I used to be, Jesus came and set the scene,
Now His light is all I breathe, holy fire my decree.

Living water like rain, wash away the guilt and pain,
Every loss turn to gain, by the power of His name,
Breakin off every chain, only freedom will remain.
I won’t wander astray, He’s the shepherd, I obey,
Walkin firm on the way, narrow path is where I stay,
Give Him praise every day, glory shines when I pray.
Used to hunger for more, now His presence I adore,
He’s the one I implore, blessings flowin from His store

See the fruit on my tree, that’s His Spirit growin free,
Im planted deep by the stream, livin’ water flow through me,
I’m not the man I used to be, Jesus came and set the scene,
Now His light is all I breathe, holy fire my decree.

Word been written on uh stone, now engraved inside my heart,
Tore the veil, broke the chains, gave my soul a brand new start.
Once I wandered in night, now His Spirit lights my path,
Took my shame and my sin, washed it clean, removed the wrath.

Living proof of His love, grace abundant I receive,
When I stumble, He lifts, never leaves, can’t deceive.
Every battle that I face, yeah His strength help me thru,
What the enemy meant, turned to good by His Word is true.
Living water, it flows, never dry, it won’t run out,
When I’m weary and weak, He’s the source I can’t doubt.
Built my house on the Rock, every storm I still endure,
He’s the anchor I trust, every promise stands secure.

See the fruit on my tree, that’s His Spirit growin free,
Im planted deep by the stream, livin’ water flow through me,
I’m not the man I used to be, Jesus came and set the scene,
Now His light is all I breathe, holy fire my decree.

decree me & mystic

dream catcher

Hacking sound and music to explore and express something of the human condition and the unknown.

All tracks can be downloaded for free from Soundcloud (... More -> Download file) as .wav files in their original quality.

Pieces That Don't Fit

Integral Carp