This is smooth . I like this beat . Work more on delivery

An mir?

Al (Alice) sings on home made composition. Photo by Andrea Bigalke

Your bravery kills misery

Your bravery Kills Misery

Jericho

On a recent trip to Las Vegas, a local busker by the name of @JoshOnBuckets blew my mind with his percussion. We chatted, exchanged info - and I then recorded some of his mastery for this loop-based track.

FOLLOW JOSH HERE: www.instagram.com/joshonbuckets/

Addicts on every level
When they feel good, They never settle
They want more of that feeling
Appeal keeping them reeling 
Deep lines lacking in meaning
-
Exceeding all expectations.
Expanding borders 
on sovereign nations.
Complacency teaming,
In spaces between me n,
All of the forest and all of the trees,
And all of the seas, 
dung beetles and bees,
The babies to be, 
unborn and unseen,
The souls that are lost,
The trades and the costs,
The spoils or the bounties,
The coils in the counties,
The lethal injections,
Unsettling projections,
Protecting the notions,
The Navy, the Oceans,
Promotion. 
Promotional marketing. 
Corporate greed and 
ad-word targeting.
Data sales, data mines.
Data jails for data times.
Dad I’m sorry, I’m not crying.
The world it hurt me, 
but I’m not dying.
The world it threw me, 
but I’m not flying.
Just Trying to stay stable.
Thoroughly bred to 
feed others at the table.
Blinders on to avoid 
others on the cable.
A label? A fable.
Stories, scriptures, lies 
filled with swear words.
Fuck.
Swear now, sworn in, 
square jaw, too thin.
Too raw, too soft, 
knocked out, bashed in.
Ration, nation, tactics, bacon.
War dogs, war pigs, 
warthogs, more kids.
Generation, x, why, boom, bye.
Tombs, cries, boots, flies.
Mud, blood, fear, and bravery.
Keeping us safe from 
living in slavery.
History, cycles, 
news flash, rifles.
Stifling all of us 
calling on idols.
Shit
Idea Eyes
Idealized isolation, consternation, masturbation.
Masses mutilated, 
masses brooding hatred.
Masses casting caskets
Rackets made white wearing leather jackets 
Acting like asshatted … 
-
Ad dicks on every level
When they feel good, They never settle
They want more of that feeling
Appeal keeping them reeling 
Keep. Me. Safe.

ADdick$ (feat. Josh On Buckets)

Back up vocals, guitar, and drums: @stoojmusic

Lyrics:

Bohemian Coffee House
Just another place 
for all of us poets
on the verge of falling down
just on the verge 
of bringing you with me

Bohemian Coffee House
Just down the street from
The Charles Motel
Where Friday nights are half off
And everyone knows that
You pay by the hour 

Bohemian Coffee House 
Just about to close
A little after midnight 
And all these streets are worn down 
but it’s easy to find them 
If you’re both forgotten

Just another place
On the verge of losing count 
and You’re still standing
But you’re not what you used to be

And I’ve got to get out
I’ve got to get out of here

Tower of babel 
Sprung up in a parking lot
We gathered 
waiting for the year to drown
it was after midnight
there was a fire bubbling 
under my skin

Ashes to ashes 
orphans to orphans
  
It was after midnight
ohh

and I gotta get out of here
and I got to get out of here

ashes to ashes
orphans to orphans 
time, time, time 
makes both of us all

It was after midnight

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Background image by Tomislav Jakupec on Pixabay: bit.ly/3z7A6AI

Sentience

Stargazed

Paroles

Des histoires des histoires 
Toujours des histoires.
Des histoires de pognon 
Des histoires des histoires 
Pour les pochetrons.

Toujours les mêmes qui font les cons.
Une femme dans chaque port.
Un port d'attache.
Une corde qui se détache.

Mais n'est pas le loup de mer qui veut.
C'est l'heure pour le vieux de prendre le large.

Loin des côtes embrumées 
Ces bouts de terre 
Au bout du monde
Aux naufragés des îles Eparses 
À la beauté de ces chapelets de sable blanc 
À la roche tranchante
Aux hommes envoyés au fond.
Aux mères qui pleuraient 
De ne pas revoir.
Aux mères qui pleuraient 
De ne pas revoir leurs fils.

À nos frères perdus en mer 
À nos pères qu'on aurait voulu voir vieillir

C'est ça la vie d'un loup de mer 
C'est ça un loup de mer.

Loup de er

Loup de mer

Loup De Mer

Dark Light (Demo, No Vocals)

I am a Canadian composer, songwriter and performer that dabbles in production, remixes and of course a suite of original compositions.

Most of these tracks were recorded/mixed/mastered in #GarageBand. Happy to share those files too. If you are in need of any musical commissions or contributions shoot me a message!

Collaborations or inquiries: Lang.v.music@gmail.com 👀🤟

PROUD MEMBER OF COLLABHAVEN COLLECTIVE!!!

ADdick$ (feat. Josh On Buckets)

Jason Langvee

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