Watch Us Dance

Watch Us Dance   feat. Mizero, Cassidy Renea & Anam Hermit

Cover of a John Mayer using a 12-string acoustic, enjoy!

slow dancing in a burning room (cover)

What a wonderful Journey it is to paint with one of the most generous and talented instrumentalists, From Sands https://on.soundcloud.com/DZQ6W 
This AMAZING artist, along with a few other extremely talented souls, has been SO INCREDIBLY generous and kind... giving me a project and beautiful crayons to color with...THANK YOU. and I give thanks to THE Master Artist most especially :) Please keep scrolling to check out the entire pallet of artistry, and thank you for letting me share!

*All permissions and/or licenses are all STRICTLY non-commercial.
All Rights Reserved to the Original Artists. 
PALLET:
FROM SANDS - Journey
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/Ksam5; 
NIN - Meet Your Master https://open.spotify.com/track/2WjA9M8qjp2jgmn8kO5Tif?si=i4o64Sv-SEutJRM024whiA&utm_source=copy-link
Karaoke Versions karaoke-version.com: 
Audioslave - Cochise (Rhythm Guitar); 
Metallica - Through the Never (Guitar);
Tool - Parabola (Guitar)
Audiomachine : 
Paul Dinletir - 10 Inch Nails
https://search.audiomachine.com/tracks?tracks=am12-25 ;
Stuart Roslyn, Matthew Foundling - Higher Purpose
https://search.audiomachine.com/tracks?tracks=am68-23 ;
Jeevan Anandasivam - Cadre
https://search.audiomachine.com/tracks?tracks=am50-26
ALBUM ART; JoAnna Bailey
CREATIVE/TECH CONSULTANTS; Charles Bailey, Michael Bailey, TJ Bailey

FROM SANDS - Journey (Off The Grid Mix)

Sweet pain

UNDERTALE: No More Deals | [Cover]

INGREDIENTS:

Farm-Fresh Post-Rock Ambiance (Locally Grown)
Triple-Distilled Industrial Essence
Vinyl Scratch Reduction (The Good Stuff)
Live Drum Protein (Free-Range, Ethically Sourced)
Cinematic Sauce Explosion (Hollywood Grade)
Pure Mechanical Funk Extract
Hypnotic Rhythm Concentrate (Warning: Highly Addictive)
Love (The Most Important Ingredient)
Secret Skibidi Blend (May contain traces of pure rizz)

COOKING INSTRUCTIONS:
Begin with that low tape hiss foundation - this is your canvas, baby. Slowly introduce the punchy live drums until they're grooving like butter on your iron skillet. Scratch in those vinyl textures between the beats, letting them dance in the stereo field. Build tension like a Christopher Nolan film, then drop that mechanical pulse harder than your favorite bass line.


Chef's Note: Perfect soundtrack for late-night drives, existential crises, or building something legendary in your garage.
NUTRITIONAL INFO:

200mg Epic Soundtrack Energy
75g Atmospheric Thickness
Infinite Cool Points
Contains: Swagger, Intensity, That Special Something

Mirage

An album of songs inspired by The Call of Cthulu by H.P Lovecraft.

Designed to be listened to as an end to end experience, but if you just pick one track listen to "The Madness from The Sea" to capture that true feeling of dread.

The Madness from the Sea

This beautiful song was written a year ago and is only possible with the fantastic platform Fiverr. It is a global collaboration of four countries Australia, United Kingdom, Venezuela, and Brazil 
None of us have ever met and this song was produced completely on line. We hope you enjoy our interpretation of the true meaning to Christmas which is the birth of Christ.
The song was written and produced by Sherri Thompson from Australia,  the cello, violin and viola from Tom and Jess from severnduo , Next is the wonderful Piano from Anthony Foncesca from Venezuela and violin also from Betania from Brazil
Merry Christmas and peace and love to all!

Sherri Thompson  spasque70@gmail.com
severnduo       https://www.fiverr.com/severnduo
Anthony Foncesca     https://www.fiverr.com/anthonyfonseca0
Betania        https://www.fiverr.com/betania21

Silly stories for Cool kids

Christmas King

all lyrics by B. Brecht
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertolt_Brecht

I

Truly, I live in dark times!
The harmless word is foolish. An unfurrowed brow
Points to apathy. He who laughs
Has not yet heard
The terrible news.
What times are these, in which
A talk about trees is all but a crime
For it implies we say nothing about so many others.
He who goes quietly across the road,
Is surely no longer reachable for his friends
Who are in need?
It is true: I merely earn my keep
But, believe me: that is just a coincidence. Nothing
That I do gives me the right to eat my fill.
By chance I have been spared. (If my luck does not hold,
I am lost.)
They tell me: eat and drink! Be glad to be among the haves!
But how can I eat and drink when
I take what I eat from the starving and
Those who have died of thirst go without my glass of water?
And yet I eat and drink.
I would gladly also be wise.
In the old books is written what wisdom is:
To keep oneself out of the strife of the world
To live out the short time one has
Without fear
To dispense with violence
To repay evil with good –
The wise do not seek to satisfy their desires,
But to forget them.
Yet these things I cannot do:
Truly, I live in dark times!

II

Into the cities I came in a time of anarchy
As hunger reigned.
Among men I came in a time of turmoil
And I rose up with them.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
My food I ate amid the slaughter.
To sleep I laid down among the murderers.
I was wont to love with abandon
And I regarded nature with impatience.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
The streets led into the swamp in my time.
The tongue betrayed me to the slaughterers.
I was capable of little. But the rulers
Sat more confidently without me, that I hoped.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
The powers were limited.
The destination
Lay far off in the distance
It was distinctly visible, though for me
scarcely to be reached.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.

III

You, who shall emerge from the flood
In which we have gone under,
Remember
When you speak of our weaknesses,
Also the dark time
That you have escaped.
Go forth we did, changing more often than our shoes our country
Through the wars of the classes, despairing
When there was only injustice and no revolt.
And yet we know:
Also the hatred of the reprehensible
Distorts the features.
Also the anger at injustice
Makes the voice grow hoarse. Oh we
Who wished to sow the seeds of brotherhood
Could not ourselves be brotherly.
But you, when at last the time comes
That man is a helper to his fellow man,
Remember us
With leniency.

An Die Nachgeborenen (speech by Bertolt Brecht)

Just a sort of weird arse / fun sort of funny tune I came up with today on what was a really windy day, putting me in the kind of mood that one needs to be in to write this kind of a song.

The Madness from the Sea

Legrasse