Love it like it was yesterday that I listened for first time - Timeless pleasures! (Treasures) It's you Darling that brought me to this...

This will always rock me into just the right spot...it brings out the best of what I have inside that nobody else will ever feel but me...and for that, I am all in!

High quality track right here.....love the guitar, vox, and mixing

wow/got some clout/no doubt/hot / U R hot/top notch track

From Pash, released 03 February 2014 
Written and recorded by lola demo with Cubase 5 during January 2014.
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Blood On My Lips 
(C) 2014 Erika Bach. All Rights Reserved 
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Remember the radio 
Sunday we'd be stoned 
Getting high to feel this low 

We did not recognize 
Where desperation lies 
Now I stop you from putting that gun in your mouth 

Chorus: 
If there is blood on my lips 
Then it's you darling 
That brought me to this 
If there is blood on my lips 

Remember the years we made 
Love every night and day 
Before the light came on 

I was unaware 
Your love stained everywhere 
Now I see it's war 
And god is just a whore 

Chorus 

I may seem a fanatic 
I scream and I panic 
When I can't see my habit relieve the sore 

Friction and iodine 
I wanted to make you mine 
But the world just stopped spinning 
To go slow, slow, slow 

Chorus 

Yeah


Blood On My Lips

Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches a.k.a. Jo Richter (@sonic-textures) wrote a series of 13 poems or cantos collectively titled Departure. He shared the texts with me, Stonerjazz, and Re-Evolution Cafe Orchestra and we have been working on the project of bringing them alive with music and soundscapes. We are hoping more SC artists will join us! Please reach out if you're interested in doing a reading. Check out the full playlist of Cantos so far here: https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/departure-a-long-poem-in

On this track, the poem is read by Jo. He also created much of the soundscape. I contributed the bassier and more synthetic sounding parts.

poem / copyright jo richter

How long he stayed, he could not tell.
He worked ferociously, sounding all
existence that had touched upon him into
being: the smell of meadows, the curl of
ripples, the calm that centers in a storm;
the timbre of voices, the straight lines of buildings,
the aloofness of announcers on the radio.
His desk was cluttered, his mind strove clear.

When he did not write, he‘d read up on
the origins of his ancient art: Vergil and Dante,
Marlow and Shakespeare, Homer and Joyce,
Ovidus, Cervantes, Rabelais and Wieland.
He felt the linguistic seeds, blown from foreign
stems, grow filaments deep in his native soil, he
saw them ripen, flower profusely, yielding
their beauty to ever-changing mentalities.

And as his insight widened and he gained
perspective, the rows of encyclopedias
and dictionaries that lined his shelves
slimmed down, as he gave up consulting
English for French and German, these for
Latin and Greek, those for Persian and Sanskrit,
until he only referred to Indo-European roots.
His desk turned clear, his mind became uncluttered.

Eventually, he also slept and dreamt
whenever the veil sank upon him.
Guarded by the spire‘s safe walls, he would
awaken slowly, remembering outlandish
lore, scribbling notes and poems of bizarre
truthfulness and penning recollections of his
archetypal ties. Some of his realistic verse de-
rived from fragments of prolonged poetic trance.

His muse meanwhile taught him to cook, the
art of mixing individual ingredients to bring about
a taste all of its own that nourishes both mind and
physicality. The painters tend to fixate on surface
and colour, she said, the musicians on timing
the process, whereas the poets never get anything
done, enchanted by words like ‚ginger‘ or ‚yeast‘.
All of their dishes taste awful.

Departure: Canto IV w/ sonic structures and silent stretches

Rainy DayZ 145 Bpm

First Pythyrsus song of this year with Mesmo :
https://soundcloud.com/mesmo1

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La vacuité du sens
Sans raison d'être
Flirtant avec le suicide
Érémitisme hygiénique
Branlette et développement personnel
Durable au blé
Le sensationnel usé jusqu'au lien
Puis se tromper pour exister
Et sourire aux esclaves
Connecteurs en condiments
Car...
Le silence impossible
Sauf au social
Sauf à ton père
À ma barre à mine dans

Hecame - Pythyrsus

This MIX UnBoxed January 2024
Threesome Frolics combined from various original Boxy Nubile Wenches recordings

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

Turn On With The Modern Graces

Whole Time - part Everton Pires

The original :
https://soundcloud.com/sonic_kitchen/keep-luck-alive

Sonic Kitchen KEEP LUCK ALIVE noxpox Take Two Rmx

Failing Fantasy (Instrumental)

Little Pet Shop Remastered

mix/master: Mariosyjp

LYRIC
Brought together
in bad weather
Our homes a world away
Hours flew by
We both knew why 
We had no right to stay

You waved as I departed
Let’s finish what we started
Finish what we started

I kept the memory
Deep within me
While life took me elsewhere
It started burning
The thought of returning
To when I saw you there

It’s a course I’d never charted
But let’s finish what we started
Finish what we started tonight

Strolling through the passers by
Keep an eye out  for an eye
One that sees the things you see
I saw you
Did you see me?

If this finds you
And reminds you
Of the promise we let die
Just tell me where
And I’ll be there
We have the right to try

And not live broken hearted
Let’s finish what we started
Finish what we started

It won’t be too late
But we can’t wait
And longer than we have
If yours felt what my heart did
Let’s finish what we started

Finish What We Started

Pantoclast + R.S.Stropharia + A.Schwarzer -  Premonition Of A Dark Time- Live Impro-Set (06.03.2020)

My new album Gravity is available now on all online platforms and bandcamp. 
Living on a Greek island isn't always paradise, sometimes I miss The Punters, Tote and Esplanade. 
Since Hard Candy (Melbourne AU) split I've been recording under lola demo. Trying to get an album out every year.

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