DJ D.A.M.S.77 DICE ALEX Brûle 2025

© ℗ Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded at Deadline Studios, Leicester
Photography: Thanks to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography

Some Day Soon

THAR Desert
The THAR Desert, also known as the Great Indian Desert, is a large arid region in the northwestern part of the Indian subcontinent that covers an area of 200,000 km2 (77,000 sq mi) and forms a natural boundary between India and Pakistan. It is the world's 17th largest desert, and the world's 9th largest subtropical desert

angel vocals and dark synth: Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Music and arrangement: Lillithe
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THAR Desert - Lillithe & Paploviante

ALL THE SAME GAME
Vocals: LOU6 - Ian Greaves
https://soundcloud.com/lou6-224024339/vocal-88-bpm-the-game-deconstructed
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1
Music, Arrangement and Production: Lillithe

ALL THE SAME GAME   LOU6 / Lillithe

Your Corners Curve Like Lemonade
By David Husted

Your Corners Curve Like Lemonade Sun Drops    
Melting on an ocean's horizon   

I Wipe the mud from my knees
over madness
The windows are weeping as I lay dreaming 
Of stranded Islands
Empty and stripped clean


Ohhh… Your corners curve like lemonade
Zoo keepers  open up in their cages 
Bubble gum wrappers floating flames flickering orange    
We're  Basking in an almost; Ireland and Italy in Brooklyn

V2
Einstein and Heisenberg in parliament
Embers proliferating magic
Thriving through the time fields sucking information from the cosmos
Our very constitutions dust and water; 
Gold and oil on the alter now;  be a ghost to this chatter
Plot our lives in advance,……….     Of the rising sands

Ch
Ohhh… Your corners curve like lemonade
Zoo keepers  open up in their cages now
Bubble  gum wrappers floating flames flickering orange    
We're  Basking in an almost; Ireland and Italy in Brooklyn

Bridge

We will not Run
We will not run   

Ch 

The Chorus has a psychedelic vibe to it but with its own unique twists and turns.  I tried not to box myself into corners with my lyrics and used a very open ended process to my word smithing.  I felt know need to present you anything too "air-tight" in terms of story or arrangement.  This is what I love about song writing. I toss up ideas (the crazier the better) and see what happens.  Once I have a kaleidoscope of working pieces I gently mold them into forms that contain loose tendrils of cohesiveness and meaning but only just barely.  This is one of those song's I created with no preconceptions or creative borders and I just let my mind go where it wanted to.  Sometimes this works and sometimes it is a disaster.  In this case I arrived at something I liked enough to share with you.  

Never mind that Dave, what is the song about?  

It has something to do with the excruciating beauty of a sunrise.  It has something to do with love.  It has something to do with how quickly time moves forward.  It has something to do with how impermanent everything really is (including us).  It has something to do with how lucky we are to be the tiniest spark of a flame witnessing this miracle before us for the most minuscule parenthesis in time.  It has something to do with stepping out of my self imposed cage, and yet not running away and hiding.  It has something to do with staring this beautiful, wild catastrophe of existence right in the face and enjoying the ride.   Far Out Dude. Now go put your favorite tie dye shirt on, grab a cup a coffee and listen to my song : )!   Groovy Man…..Will Do!  

May your corners curve like lemonade.

Your Corners Curve Like Lemonade

Lothlorien

Another older track with dancy vibes that I decided to bring back to life. I hope you'll enjoy this side of me :)

Foto by Jeremy Bishop on Pexels (edited by Wane)

Forbidden Valley

In the timbers of Fennario
The wolves are running round
The winter was so hard and cold
Froze ten feet 'neath the ground

CHORUS:
Don't murder me
I beg of you, don't murder me
Please, don't murder me

I sat down to my supper
'twas a bottle of red whisky
I said my prayers and went to bed
That's the last they saw of me

CHORUS

When I awoke, the Dire Wolf
Six hundred pounds of sin
Was grinning at my window
All I said was come on in

CHORUS

The Wolf came in, I got my cards
We sat down for a game
I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades
But the cards were all the same

CHORUS

PAINED SCREAM

In the backwash of Fennario
The black and bloody mire
The dire wolf collects his due
While the boys sing round the fire

CHORUS x2

Dire Wolf [written by The Grateful Dead] [by Øhell]

Part 1: Michael arises. Stares out window.
Part 2: Michael makes breakfast.
Part 3: Michael walks.
Part 4: Michael comes to the realization that...
Part 5: Michael turns around. Walks.
Part 6: Michael arrives home. Grabs favorite knife. Walks.