The title speaks for itself. A song with as many rhymes that I can come up with.

Man of Mystery

Rhyme Crazy

Bonita`s Dream

Levels

this song contains excerpts from an acapella by Special Cecilia: https://soundcloud.com/specialceciliacappellas/start-up-again-vocals-for-collabs-1

Cecilia's main profile: https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia

thank you Cecilia!

phoenix design by Gordon Johnson

Start Up Again (feat. Special Cecilia)

Rock & Roll and Me

Jay Daniels - Rock & Roll And Me

48 Bars for 48 Years
Beat production - Uncle Ace Ha / @ace-ha
Vocals - Fat Pockets / @fatpockets

Mixed and mastered by Fat Pockets.

This is a Mega Royal production! Don't Sleep!!!

48 For 48 (beat Uncle Ace Ha)FREE DOWNLOAD

Ain't Got No Rhythm

The crowded stairs, parisienne surreal,
Sniff'em snow to clear this wanderlust mind,
Bridging what leads a splendid isolation,
Longing for the waiting charade.
Alas, the state I'm in, as
Picasso, Van Gogh, and Gauguin,
Were always forever succumbed,
Within limbo dreams,
There's something here nobody dares,
To question what's behind the scene.
Stuck on a leash, tied along,
Watch as she bleeds till her story gets told,
Cannot breathe the night here is long,
No, no, no, no,
Scream your lungs out, but you can't leave,
No relief here.

Desire whatever you want,
Repeat the crimes, the patterns familiar to none,
Passed through a fine grey line,
Choose to render yourself, not surrender to die.
Get out we're in for a ride,
No, there's no easy way out,
Shaking and teasing,
The silence, it's not real,
Wrapping eyes, concealing minds, consolation pride,
A great tribulation for those, who dare not try.
Stuck on a leash, tied along,
Watch as she bleeds till her story gets told,
Cannot breathe the night here is long,
No, no, no, no,
Scream your lungs out, but you can't leave.
Finally, you're tied up along,
Till you bleed, will this story be told,
Cannot breathe the night's too long,
Hear your screams dancing free,
Into the void.
Keep feed this disease, not foreign indeed,
Till the blood on the cracks, there's no trace of me,
Long knives swirling in the dark,
Treacherous love,
Pleasure and lust,
This wild inflicted rage.
Cannot self-contained.
Any mortal.
Kiss the flames and choke them,
You wretched dame, wicked game,
A rendezvous, ended with all cards being preyed.
No, it never fades away,
Wait, for eternal night,
To devour all relics of light.

St. Just - live recording corona jam

... basis of this track is a flute improvisation of mine, heavily mangled through PaulXstretch, and bounced to a four minute drone pad ...... The Danmoi is a real time jam. Percussion is Ghosthack samples. Bass is Chromaphone3 VSTi. Image: asoggetti/unsplash - EnJoy !

Xmatazz / flute drone

Flat-pickin' on some Fenders and a pre-Fender Tacoma rosewood dreadnought

Fourth Quarter

Gone Before Me

I'm "just a guy at home"... JAGAH. I like how someone described their own music... experimental music, following no laws, no genres. 

This is a way to process and express different experiences, direct and indirect, witnessed or imagined. 

I hope that my optimism and inclusiveness, my belief we are all one and connected comes through.

Ain't Got No Rhythm

JAGAH

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