DRUMAX No. 72 // ELECTRIC STORMS // Dance of the Electrons ...
@joerxworx // Composition, Instruments, Arrangement, EWI Synth, Mix
@docfritz // Rhythm Design, Brilliant Drums & Percussion, Cover Design
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ELECTRIC STORMS

DRUMAX No. 72 // ELECTRIC STORMS

When Love begins

Introspection

*Listen w Headphones
Media today reminds me of Sergio Leone when he turned gentle eyed Henry Fonda in the most evil and scary villain of all time in Once upon a time in the west (1968) the opening scene! Crazy how much media has shifted ...

TV Shows / Movies
YOU
MMA
Dexter
The100
Dahmer
Ed Gein
Hannibal
John Wick
Cop Shows
Happy Days
Breaking Bad
The Last of Us
Stranger Things
Game of Thrones
The Walking Dead
Married with Children
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Video game series
GTA 
The Last of Us 
Red Redemption 
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Lyrics
No you are not watching a program on television
They got you downloaded eyes glitching and twitching

Brains battered down by cops shows reruns
Fun replaced by guns and body bags ain't no fun

Screaming like sexual frustrated maniacs 
Drinking booze nod along long as your screen ain't cracked

Hyper sexualized teen Kelly Bundy, chaos on the scene
Dumbed down no clue she was just only fifteen

Stalking and killing like Joe in YOU
Fixated on Game of Thrones eyes stuck like glue

Wheel like a Hamster Rock and Roll like a Guinea Pig 
Guts and violence dropping faster than dead bodies by John Wick 

Breaking all sorts of taboos yeah we're god damn right
Rooting for the bad guys say my name like Walter White

How did we go from Happy Days to this?
From Jukebox dreams to a media abyss
No fun memorabilia just blank stares and twisted bliss
How did we go from Happy Days to this?

All eyes on Heisenberg he's chasing the fame
While Pinkman is to blame pounding your brain like a trauma train

Little minds molded slaughtered like chickens 
I kid you not child intertainment not save the plot thickens

Just like The Last of Us no good options only bad
Even video games weaponized yeah it's sad

Teaching kids roadkill is okay like GTA
Intertained by a pain simulator instead of playing a game

Stranger Things got us normalized
Zombies replacing humans to de-sensitize 

The 100 the next chapter cannibal cuisine
Eggs and bacon with Dexter and Hannibal's routine

Swiss cheese morals holes drilled deep
Chopping topics faster like Dahmer no time to weep

Wait, you're still alive? 
Okay fine fast forward to 2025

Like wild horses smoke screens eating dust
Riding an endless rodeo trying to dodge those violent tusks

Fighting the beast like a MMA fighter with naked fists
Dear lord how did we go from Happy Days to this?

From pedophilia to necrophilia that's the screen
Sensationalizing Epstein and Ed Gein's dreams

How did we go from Happy Days to this?
How did we go from Happy Days to this?
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*Picture Claudia Cardinale.

Music, vocals / Suno AI
Music, lyrics, remix / LS 2025.

Happy Days [Lyrics in description]

with many thanks to Leon, I just added some vocals

bones

Witness

Verse 1
Was never taught how to play piano
I just played around with the keys
All I know is there’s a bunch of white ones
And some black ones in between

Ones on the right keep going up
While the left keep going down
But the middle is the sweetest spot
That makes the sweetest sound

Chorus
Hayley made me
So I wrote this silly song
Cause she thought it’d be kinda funny
And man she wasn’t wrong

So I’ll sing these silly words 
While I’m banging on these keys
I don’t really know what the heck I’m doing
But I’m glad Hayley made me

Verse 2
Hayley loves making art and music
And she loves praising Jesus too
Loving liberty and freedom
And you know that I love it too

She prefers playing her piano
I prefer strumming my guitar
But we can do whatever
Cause we are superstars

Chorus
Hayley made me
So I wrote this silly song
Cause she thought it’d be kinda funny
And man she wasn’t wrong

So I’ll sing these silly words 
While I’m banging on these keys
I don’t really know what the heck I’m doing
I don’t really know what the heck I’m doing
I don’t really know what the heck I’m doing
But I’m glad Hayley made me

Hayley Made Me

I can't believe how many times
the disappointment dissolved.
How we allow such abuse
of the other, until it's us
and perspective shifts the heavens
but it's twisted and it's tainted, a lie.

Mutating in time, with last dream
and you feel this is something obscene
to be placed with the blame
and they have no fucking shame.
Will the moons and the heavens
invite our futures
and pin them to our sins.
What we cannot mend again.
As long as this rock goes on spinning
before it becomes dust again.

Reach into growling log.
The rings fall in and tighten.
The tail multiplies.
The wind picks up
and the canopy wavers.
The invisible is here watching.
Choose like you can
and a new plate diverges.

This has always been the program
the evening at the theater of populist.
Entertainment for the wrangler's lot.

Craft the charms
to break the chasm.
Deliver us from below.
Let us remember.
Fix our fate.
Go tell the river.
Look for a sign.

Words by Riley Robinson

Canvas of the Snipe

Mangling some purchased midi files*; means, I created the instrumentation & arrangement ...
I've blown the EWI trumpet & flute - the percussion is also drummed by me on a kid's dschembe :-)
... for sure no "real" rumba - it is rather rumba-ish :-) *Many of the MIDI files available for purchase require careful editing and modification, so fortunately, your own creativity remains indispensable.

Chilled Rumba

The Owl's Shadow (Remix)

Recent events in my life have brought me much despair personally. People that are close to me know my story. I am not going to get into details, but I had a work accident at my day job last year. It left me changed and unable to do all the things that made me complete in life. Thanks to music and writing, i have an outlet to express my feelings and keep me some what sane. This song or should i say text was written in a moment of sorrow. I thank all my close friends and family for all the day to day support. A nervous breakdown can happen, we need to speak out and ask for help. Talking about it is the first step to recovery. 
Lyrics by Joé Johnston. 
All instruments but the drums are played by Joé Johnston.
All music copyright 2017

Joé Johnston- Multi instrumentalist / Writer / Producer / Arranger / Sound designer.
Electronic music meets organic music, anything goes. Welcome to my bubble!
My influences are wide, from funk, psychedelic rock, synthpop, house music, disco, rap,classical music, weird sound the door spring makes...If it sounds good, i like it!
Vinyl lover and collector,hi-fi geek. Amateur photographer.
 All the music on this page is played by me.
 I play Bass, Guitar, Keyboards and vocals.
 All tracks are originals from me, exept when noted otherwise 
For everyone who wants to reach me, I speak english and french.
Keep creating people! This world needs it! 
Profile photos by Noëmie Forget www.instagram.com/noemieforget/


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