Written and Recorded by Nate Jessee at Trash Island Studios

Lyrics:
You'll sell your soul for things you cannot see
Each day it makes you sweat and it make you bleed
You never question if you're free
The game has built its walls around you and me

The game pushes you far away from where you want to be
The rules fall on you to understand the game

Your mind's stuck on repeat
Your destiny will always be the same
Because you can't see past the fact 
that you're playing the game

Braindead from the news like you got something to lose
Hold tight to your precious routine of life
Before they take it away from you, it's a game we'll all lose
We just can't quit, so what's your point of view
When the game swallows you.

The Game

Singing

Another track inspired by the Foundation SciFi books by Isaac Asimov. I love how his books pursue a mystery, only to be replaced by a new one just when you think you've got it... That's life for you. 
The guitar parts were played on a Duesenberg Paloma put through a pitch vibrato, plate reverb, a ping pong delay and a modern amp.

Approaching Gaia

Drance nu

Using Arturia new Synth Module Yangtze.
Using Augmented Synthesis on this Chinese Traditional Instrument.
One Windy Day

One Windy Day

On The Other Side Of Easy Street By LucyScrew

Secret

Another demo from the vaults..  A Paloma Faith cover from Shadow.

thanx to Mike for the Guitar work.
Mixed and Produced by Kit

Do You Want The Truth? - Shadow

Memories

I am not ok

The day opens like a checkpoint: a gate that counts, not forbids.
We fumble our courage, hear it tick across the floor, and call that clatter progress.
Mistakes flicker—little glitches—but they illuminate the path more honestly than triumph.

A voice inside writes to us in the margin: try again.
Not a command—an invitation.
We learn the craft of continuing: farming quiet hope, carrying calm like a lantern.
To be “low HP” is only to feel the heart nearer; to be mapless is only to trust the breath.

And when the frame goes grey, we are not erased.
We return—smaller, truer—respawned at the edge of ourselves.
What owns us is what we refuse to name defeat.
Another coin. Another scene.
We stand, almost laughing, and press start again.

Checkpoint Blues

Didier Broch, songwriter from Perpignan, France.
I am a drummer, i played for the rock band Exterieur Nuit in the 90s, the Parking Stones (2012 / 2022) and other cover bands.

https://www.facebook.com/exterieurnuitrock
https://www.facebook.com/parkingstones

In parallel with these formations, I have always written songs. Since 2020 I publish them under the name of La Bise then Seize The Day.

https://www.facebook.com/laBiseRock
https://soundcloud.com/labiserock