this makes me feel something i havent felt in years.. i missed it

Mio i love you so much thank you for this

still one of my favourite songs on the internet

this could never be long enough, so 75 seconds is about right.    Playlisted to Slideways   https://soundcloud.com/john-ofsemlerway/sets/slowmagic   Thank you for your quality again Mio.

a small handful of weird songs I wrote during lockdown in vaughn. recorded in between playing ping pong with sam and eating delicious slow breakfasts and adventurous dinners with jazz and tilly at till's farm on dja dja wurrung country in early june. 

4 track, acoustic guitar I bought for $50 in mandurah western australia, bass, gum leaves, slide, iphone in a tree, tambourine, sam's harmonica, radio I found in the shed, casio sk1

no time

turning

PLUG TALK SHORTY DRUG WALK GUCCI DOVES FLOCK.
VIDEO COMMIN SOON .  PROD BY @DJKENN_AON
CITY OF DOVES TAPE http://gvccikray.bandcamp.com/album/city-of-doves  GOTHMONEYRECORDS.

BLACK KRAY $$ PLUG WALK [PROD BY DJ KENN]

Written and voice memo demoed today for my Baba, RIP <3 Happy birthday. Played with the rest of Jody... Mitch and Noah <3

It feels dark as the night, but we’re half through the day
Waiting for change, sitting, wasting away
A crack in the wall, a root in the slate, a tree in the way
This house is in a state, in a state, in a state, in a state

I remember it was Christmas time and Mick was due for a break 
Tried toeing the line, but the line was too straight
Like a train off track, on its back, carrying freight
Found past the nod, too tired to wake
At least, I’m told, there’s no pain
At least, I’ve told, there’s no pain

Now the memory gets further away, further away, further away
Though I try to keep it close, keep it the same
How time debates, time debates, time debates, time debates
How time debates, time debates, time debates, time debates

Yeah, Elena still sits with me, we talk every day
How her words, her words, they pave the way
Time orates, time orates, tries to erase
Elena states her case
And though time orates, time debates
Elena spits in its face

9 SEPTEMBER

wakeywakey eggs and bakey

ENTENTE

bass by CRY POOR

i feel like all my dreams have come true
I've been looking out for u
i feel the sun on me
i feel the sun feed me
i feel the sun kill me
im dying slowly

honeydew

well what a cheap card for language to play
when there are no better words to portray my being a worthless welterweight, than they
she said her flight was morning Wednesday
and it's not economical for her to stay
and at this point there's no return, it’s a little too much to pay

she met again my descent for the accent
pulled me in and put me up to a liquored lament
and wrote me down, though I had hardly made a dent, or any sense
I'm living off wine, but to who's detriment?
I'm still written off by the would be sentiments
or perhaps I just cooked them
seems I'm a dead-end mistook for an ill, will-weakened friend
yeah we all tend to overlook the hems, when we're on the send

both he and I run demise for elation
so I'd have her know no less volition or dedication than his addiction
to non-prescription, sleeping and pain relieving, medication
when she comes to the bloody country, my guilty nation 

but I can't call it a win when I'm still stuck here, just waiting
I'm calling it in, me and him are being impatient
fuck, he's getting thin, doing heroin by my waist-end  
losing, but first place wasted
yeah, again, it looks like we’re racing
away from what we ain’t facing





lil bitch on big shred xxxx

de la

i see u and your best friend I'm outside i want to runnaround for the next time i  see you youre at home and i know that you're wasting i want you to love me more than just when I'm around you you're not all of the things you said and you're not the only one who's upset

honeydew

mio

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