i gotta get me a wha wha!!great song and title...

I really love this unusual Funk. Good Work. :c)

Artwork for this is very cool, almost like aquatic wolves..

Tripped out cosmically kewl psychedelic space rock out! Nice 1 LM! :)

right up my ally. would be a great live experience.

Yes. This is brilliant... masterful loony verse indeed...

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Starting from a single point, creeping slowly, under the surface, you hardly know it's there, until the surge, then it's too late, you know it wont stop, not now, it has inertia, it will try to reach everything, in every direction, and when it runs out of fuel the ashes are scattered all around, finally light will pour in and green shoots of hope will show, but beware the second wave.

The Invisible Enemy

The earth will reclaim  all empires. At fourteen hundred Ks an hour, we cannot sense her spin. Like flees building empires, on a giant creature’s skin. Came and went the terrors, the lands they changed their face, subduction of the species, evolution sets the pace. Beneath the Carbon Skies.
On shifting sands and time.
Heavy-footed running man is running out of days.
The nimble fingered thief, can’t take the liar’s words.
The speed of light cannot escape the watcher’s gaze.
Amoebas become leaders, aiming high toward the sky, our monuments and pavements will decay before our eyes.
Building towers of wants and needs, foundations run so deep, atop the rotting corpse of truth, beneath we are asleep. Build it up, tear it down, crush it down into the ground. Build t up, tear it down, spilling out across the ground. Stumbling around in our Brownian existence,
Oblivious to the mill, we are the fodder. The new belongs to yesterday, tomorrow is a lie. Today is just a memory, and then we die. At fourteen hundred Ks an hour, freewheeling out of gear. Listening to bullshit when there’s so much more to hear. Self absorbed and blinkered, time is running out,
The crush is coming soon they say, there’s no doubt.


Carbon Skies (Lyrics)

Telephone Blues

FROM THE  KELDARI STATION ALBUM "BRAVE NEW WORLDS"


where can it be?
where are we now?
deep in the dream,
lost in there somehow.
have we lost faith?
let's not give in
though when things get dark
we can still win

Mothership, come to Babylon
We are ready for the other place
like a rocket out of Avalon
with all the magic of the morning sun
is it time for us to demonstrate
all the ways that we can unify?
rise up, time to elevate
raise yourself up to the sky

time to let go
and lighten our load
clean up our mess
and pack up, you know?
this is a place
deep in our minds
alone we have lost
together, we'll find

Mothership, come to Babylon
We are ready for the other place
like a rocket out of Avalon
with all the magic of the morning sun
is it time for us to demonstrate
all the ways that we can unify?
rise up, time to elevate
raise yourself up to the sky

from Brave New Worlds

Mothership come to Babylon

A collaboration with William J Enhyde. Words John Skerlec

I’ve been bad, you know that. You got something, I want it.
I’m wrestling with correctness, there ain’t no doubt about,
It’s tragic that I’m winning, my front row seat to hell,
Ohh. Ahh.
I’ve been tempted you knew that, I’ve been misled you see that. In need of some redemption from someone just like you. Stony silence all I get, where else can I go? Running hot like a big-block Cleveland, I get a snowstorm, come on, gimme, gimme. I don’t understand why I come back for more, give me a sign, come on, gimme, gimme, gimme, give in.
You know that the heart grows fond and yeah well now I’ve been gone, and now I’m begging you my girl, let me back into your world, and all right, I might’ve been cursed, by some haggard old witch, and earned my place on some dark,
booze-soaked curb.
You’re the one to save me girl.
Running hot like a big-block Cleveland, I get a snowstorm,
Come on, Gimme, Gimme. I don’t understand why I come back for more, give me a sign, Come on, gimme, gimme, gimme. Give in. Give In.


Gimme Gimme Give In by W J Enhyde (Vox by Tempus Et Chao)

Howlin

2016. The wheel of politics turns once again.

Year Of Choices

ONE MORE DANCE

A re-imagining of an old Talking Heads tune.

After many generations of feeling like he is alone in the world and emotionally isolated, the Shining One reaches a sort of "rational maturity" where he begins to realize that his actions have far-reaching consequences in the causal net/temporal stream. After a brutal string of self-imposed deaths, he finally overcomes his longing for death and injecting misery into the world, he instead begins a new era of attempting to do "good" in the world.

BARDS: Of The Morning Star

I Want To Live

The Shining One reaches a sort of "emotional maturity" where he decides he is more tired of dying than he is of living, which ushers in a new age of grace for the shining one. Here, he reflects upon the many lives he has lived, and the wrongs he has committed in the past.

A Thousand Lives Later

BUY OUR LIES

This is what happens when you take drugs kids   DON'T DO IT,!!!!

Frank Zappa Ate My Porno

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