Mahan 💀 Mahan's favororite Tracks May / June of 2020

June 12  2020

Of Foolish Captains & Zombie Hunters and Mayors Presiding over Donuts...!!!

Move your Body (History of House)

Steve

Can You Feel It (Vocal) - Larry Heard

Oh baby I’m lazy
But
There is no other
I’ve got the love
To fill a small basket

When you got the time
Concede me your supper
Let this be the summer
For all human kindness
Girl

Oh how sedate
Make a new day out of 
Eight
Yeah

Make up some lies
And feed them to lovers
I’ve got no time
To make a new
Casket

Give me a kiss and 
Find me a shovel
I’ll do the digging
If you’ll take the trouble
Girl

Come now don’t conflate
Love and real estate 

Baby I’ve got you under my skin
You’re my little botfly 
Of sin

Make out in pieces
Break out your mother
Spread new diseases
And hurt one another

Help spread the hatred
You think you invented
You think you’re so clever
But you’re really demented
Girl

Yeah ain’t it grand
And apparently all to plan

Baby I’ve got you under my skin
You’re my little botfly 
Of sin

Botfly

My Girlfriends Back (cover)

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Ralphi Rosario - You Used to Hold Me (Mosimann Remix)

RESC Cover de Here comes the sun de The Beatles

HERE COMES THE SUN - THE BEATLES - COVER - RESC

The Lost Tapes: Tony Humphries Strictly Rhythm Mix

Follow Me (Club Mix)

Music & Lyrics: Margareta Theorin

YOU SAY I´M DUMB

I´m very kind, but you say I´m dumb.
I say I´m happy all the time.
You think you know me better than I do,
but you don´t.

Whenever I´m singing,
I try to remember,
words that are in mind.
I think of the time
and make up a rhyme
to a melody I´ve found.

So I´ve been told: -Look out for fools!
They only use you like some tools.
Don´t let them treat you, hurting you badly.
You don´t have to stand cool.

So make up your mind, love.
Don´t stand like a blind cow.
Shout! when you feel pain.
Your tears may be falling,
then I will be calling
you back to me again.

Maggie Sunrise 4

You say I´ m dumb. 23 ( 1993 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

Can You Party

Move Your Body

Fancy Free

LES TROUS DU CULS DE L’INFO
PETITS ROBOTS RIDICULES
QUI NOUS ENCULENT LES MOUCHES
DE LEURS BOUCHES EN CUL DE POULE
RIEN DE VRAI TOUT DE FAUX
RIEN QUE DU JUS DE TARENTULE
DÈS LE MATIN SOUS LA DOUCHE
PRIS DANS LES MOUVEMENTS DE FOULE

LES TROUS DU CULS DE L’INFO
ET LEURS PETITES MANDIBULES
NOUS MANIPULENT ET NOUS SOULENT
ET EN REMETTENT UNE COUCHE
LA MORT, SA FAUX,
DÉVORÉE PAR SON PITBULL
LES RADICAUX EN TARBOUCH
UN BAIN DE SANG À KABOUL

LES TROUS DU CUL DE L’INFO
ET LEURS CERVEAUX MINUSCULES
QUI NOUS ACCULENT À LA LOUCHE
PAYÉS À FOUTRE LES BOULES
AVEC LEURS AIRS TENTACULES
LEUR TÊTE EN PULPE DE POULPE
DANS LEUR FAUTEUIL À BASCULE
POUR MOI JE LES BOTTE EN TOUCHE 

LES TROUS DU CUL DE L’INFO
ET LEUR BLASE À PARTICULE
GESTICULENT ET SE LA TOUCHENT
LA TÊTE LA BITE OU LA MOULE 
ET C’EST UN VILAIN DÉFAUT
QU’ONT CES MÉCHANTS HOMONCULES
QUE DU NOUS VENDRE DU LOUCHE
QUE DE  NOUS FOUTRE LES BOULES

LES TROUS DU CUL DE L’INFO
PROPHÈTES DU CRÉPUSCULE
QUI NOUS BRISENT LES ROTULES
ET NOUS MÈNE À L’ECHAFAUD
DANS MON HAMAC À LA COOL
MOI JE PRÉFÈRE LES MOUCHES
LES RADICAUX EN TARBOUCH
A CES FABRICANTS DE FOULE

LES TROUS DU CUL DE L’INFO 
MENTEURS FORBANS CRAPULES
QUI NOUS NOIENT DANS LA SEMOULE
ET EN REMETTENT UNE COUCHE
RIEN DE VRAI TOUT DE FAUX
MARCHANDS DE VENT DE GLOBULES
LE CLAN LE CLAN LA CAGOULE
POUR MOI JE LES BOTTE EN TOUCHE

BREAKING NEWS BREAKING NEWS
GIMME THEM CREEPS GIMME THEM BLUES
GIMME ME A BREAK WITH YOUR FAKE
BREAKING NEWS

BREAKING NEWS  (Lyrics)

Nathalie B20 - Vocals, Lyrics, Original Track - https://soundcloud.com/nathalie-b20/loving-valentine-vocals
https://soundcloud.com/nathalie-b20
Jules Treasure - Drums https://soundcloud.com/user-982980686
MOSNAR DET - Guitar, Bass, Synths, Mixing, Editing
Special thanks to Nat for offering up the great open collab vocals! check out her profiles!

Nathalie B20 - Loving Valentine Vocals (Open Collab) [MZRPKLPS R3M1X]

My Thorny Rose

2020           Janine Levinson

Don't apologize
Be just who you are
Sometimes you’re a fool
And carry things too far
But I’d rather have a fool to love
Than a statue to admire
So don’t apologize

Don’t undo yourself
There’s nothing you should change
Sure you get unwound
And tied up all in chains
But I’d rather know your knotted rope
Than a sad untangled string
So don’t apologize     

I’m sorry 
Don’t say I’m sorry
Don’t you be sorry

Don’t apologize
You’re nothing to be fixed
Sure you’ve got some thorns
And maybe too much grit

But I’d rather have your thorny bed
Than a lonely place to sit
So don’t apologize 
Don’t apologize 

My thorny rose

My Thorny Rose

Jenny Wants To Be The Man

Music by Julien Morency & Sebastiano Quiri @fleursonseaux
Photo by Sebastiano Quiri

When we started this collaboration, like everyone on this planet, we were hit by the pandemic and the effects on our lives.  Earth stopped for a moment and we could feel her heartbeat ...and with it the will to overcome anything!

Lorsque nous avons commencé cette collaboration, comme tout le monde sur cette planète, on a été frappé par la pandémie est tout ce que ça a changé dans nos vies. La Terre s'est arrêtée pendant un moment et on pouvait ressentir son battement de coeur....et avec lui la volonté de tout surmonter!

Pulsearth

Video

Pulsearth (feat. Fleursonseaux)

Listen to St. Clement while watching Lance Mountain skateboard in the 1984 skateboarding film, The Bones Brigade Video Show here: https://www.facebook.com/couchkingpresents/videos/715433375670753/

I had been really wanting to make new music with Calebass. I have been making a lot of songs that lean more heavily toward hip hop the last couple years and felt like heading back toward the direction of my earlier years on SoundCloud. Luckily Calebass was willing and ready and the music flowed easily and steadily. Jon did an amazing job adding an element of jazz with his bass and Janine really awakened the psychedelic spirit and Age of Aquarius with her vocals. It was extra bonus to have both Sinfields participate in this song making this a real SC family affair. Lyrically, I was inspired by the children’s book, Ox-Cart Man, which I love, and all the felt mouse toys I recently made for my cat at my daughter’s request. 

Thanks for all your years of listening everyone!

This is dedicated to the joys of making things at home.

Calebass: Guitars and Song Image / Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Janine Levinson: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson 
Alex Collett Sinfield: Saxaphone
https://soundcloud.com/alex_collett_sinfield 
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Felt
Of natural fibers  
Pelt 
Nature’s the provider  

Sheep and goats and muskoxen
Wool and cashmere qiviut 
Nothing that’s a toxin only
Simply as god giveth
Dyes of plants and insects 
Cochineal that’s rich and intense
I light up the incense 
As you gather up our projects
Single felting needle
Scissors from the cupboard
We are crafting peoples
Churning our own butters

Lalalalalalala
Lalalala
Lalalalalalala
Lalalala

Saint Clement fleeing from his city
Felted wool upon his blistered piggies

Accidentally felted 
From moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks 
Accidentally felted 
From the moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks

I dry skins in my oven 
Till the thin fur turns 
Orange summon 
Urnamman as smoke drifts to heaven
Waking up the legends battling 
Over bragging rights to the origins 
The color of carrot  
Felt hoods dyed and blocked 
To make hats 
I inhale the vapors  
And see the stories come to life 
As a small white cat adhered to a board 
Acts out the dreams of a young child bored 
In a mad scene 
Of scientists looking for a vaccine 
To score points for the lord of carotene 
Off with his head

Calebass, Jon Lock, Janine Levinson, Alex and Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - St. Clement

From our upcoming EP on Triplicate Records, 'Worm Hardcore' 
Releasing on July 10th, 2020
@supplyfi

Hand of Fascination | Belial Pelegrim & Supply Fi

A pinch, well more than a pinch, of Mahan Mahan's style. A bit of a collaboration but with no consultation. :)

Doppelganger

3 track EP is free on Bandcamp, please feel free to snag! 
https://mayorofdonutville.bandcamp.com/album/time-machine-chronicles-part-7-the-journey-of-henrik-ferdinand

Here's the next section of the story:

After about an hour, Henrik and Ferdinand had ridden their bikes over the steep incline of the mountain trail, and were now faced with a choice between two pathways into the shrouded forest. “Let’s eat really quick, before we pick which way to go,” said Ferdinand. They leaned their bikes against a tree, opened up their pack and pulled out a sandwich and an apple. “This is stupid,” said Henrik. “It’s getting dark and we have no idea which way to go. What are you staring at?”

Ferdinand silently pointed at the path on the right, half of a sandwich hanging out of his mouth. Henrik turned around. Darkness had filled in the forest floor, and all of the grass blades on the pathway were glowing purple. “That one,” said Ferdinand. They finished their snack, hopped back on their bikes, and headed down the glowing trail. The further they went on their journey, the more strange things they noticed: trees with pink bark, a bird flying backwards, a rock that was chiming like a grandfather clock. As they crested a hill, they saw a very bright light in the valley below. “We’re getting close!”

They careened down toward the light at top speed. The purple glow was almost blinding as they dipped below the trees and out into a clearing. They skidded to a stop, and allowed their eyes to adjust. There, standing over a bright purple fire stood Onias and Jupiter, eyes wide with surprise. Ferdinand, speechless, reached into his backpack and pulled out the poster he and Henrik had drawn. He unrolled it, and held it up in front of the wizards. Jupiter laughed as he looked at the drawing. “Look, Onias! It’s us! And your nose looks huge!” His smile faded when he read the words. He turned to Jupiter, who was staring at him: “The mayor hasn’t returned?!” 

Supplemental notes: 

I'm only posting one of these three, because I'm still low on cloudy space. I picked this one, almost exclusively because it's in 5/4. 

My friend @chelmets tweeted a while back about Spitfire Audio's survey thingy. I don't know if you all are interested in plugin instruments or not, but if so, check this out:
https://www.spitfireaudio.com/shop/a-z/bbc-symphony-orchestra-discover/

You can get the Discover BBC Symphony Orchestra plugin for filling out a survey, and waiting two weeks. Those are terms with which I can get on board. Lovely interface, and most of these sounds were made using the plugin.

If you're like "WTF is going on here?" - this is part of a serial story with music that I'm working on. Welcome! You can catch up on the whole story in one place, here, if it so interests you:
http://mayorofdonutville.com/time-machine-chronicles/

Hope everyone's well - I'll be back in a listening and catching-up capacity soon. (Capacity is a weird word. It looks weird.)

Time Machine Chronicles Part 7: The Journey of Henrik & Ferdinand

I got candy
I’ve got candy
I’ve got candy
And there is none
For you

I’ve got ice cream
Oh, I’ve got ice cream
Oh, I’ve got ice cream
But there is none
For you

And I don’t know what to do but
I am sure that 
I am not going to
Give any of mine
To you

I’ve got money
I’ve got money
I’ve got money
But there is none
For you

I’ve got a love
I’ve got love
I’ve got love
But there is none
For you

And I don’t know what to do but
I am sure that
I am not going to
Give any of mine
To you

I’ve got candy
I’ve got candy
I’ve got candy
But there is none
For you

I Got Candy!

Flock Of Zombies! - The Beginning Of The Festival
https://soundcloud.com/jcs-807293158/flock-of-zombies-the-beginning-of-the-festival

Zombie Hunter's Grief IMAGE ALBUM
https://www.amazon.com/Zombie-Hunters-Grief-IMAGE-ALBUM/dp/B0912B56C5/

amazon

Zombie Hunter's Grief

A song for that moment when America pukes all over your Hooters t-shirt.


I’ve got the machinations
Of a full time go
Oh maybe grace this nation
With the body parts of
Party cove
But Branson might be better
Because with Missouri
You could never know
We’re all in the same boat 
And it doesn’t float all that well
Oh hell
Let’s sell
O' out the swells

Crack open the bottles
And throttle all the easy
Targets
A better world sounds
Like an effort and in the end
It probably won’t work
I would like to keep the freedom to
Piss in the streets
You only go round once
And I’m a dunce so violence
Works for me
And maybe now is
My Wounded Knee

Somebody has to sit on the bottom 
And if not them maybe me
Life is too short to spend it
Reading reports on some trees
I intend to take what I can
And I do it with
Glee
Hey it’s not my fault
I found it like this when I came into this world
And if I’m the Captain
I’m the Captain of a ship of fools

O' The Captain Of The Ship Of Fools

From the Cradle to the Grave; Memoirs of a Dogmatic Failure ~ ز گهواره تا گور؛ خاطرات یک ناکام دگوری

I'm a conceptual musical artist but the concepts are vague and I'm not willing to explain them.

O' The Captain Of The Ship Of Fools

jon lock