is that Robby from Forbidden Planet? love it :]

Olly olly oxen free is a catchphrase used in children's games such as hide and seek, capture the flag, and kick the can to indicate that players who are hiding can come out into the open without losing the game, that the position of the sides in a game has changed[1] (as in which side is in the field or which side is at bat or "up" in baseball or kickball), or, alternatively, that the game is entirely over.

© 2020 Conover

Olly Olly Oxen, Free!

Los Erckelos Ferkelos - El Jabali Cumpleanos Dia Rmx

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8pBC1M0p68

departure (* was in the time before the Witch )

" how we tried to estimate and measure the relative proportions of this dimension in which communication was still somewhat feasible. The least what we could we could do, was to Wave to eachother " . (RIP Sebastian Vroomen)

Inspired by Uriah Heep, Graaf Generator, Adult dot, Kirlian Camera and great many others . 

There exists a 192Khz extraction of this ', if anyone is interested I can give the link to that .

Microdata Telemetry

CHARGEN & MACBETHWIN - Microdata Telemetry - Free to Download

Momma Rapper (Jessica M Wilkes) - Vocals & Lyrics
https://soundcloud.com/jessica-m-wilkes
https://soundcloud.com/jessica-m-wilkes/jessica-m-wilkes-bitch-code-bars-only-original
Meezerpocalypse aka MOSNAR DET - Remixing
**Please Note: entire track made from Momma's acapella track above (voice and reverb)**
Special thanks to Momma Rapper for offering the open collab! check out her profile!
released: 8-31-19

Momma Rapper - Jessica M Wilkes - Bitch Code - Bars Only (Meezerpocalypse Remix)

1692

The is a Variation of the Song Galway Girl written by Steve Earle.
The words have been adjusted to be sung by a lady. New Lyrics written by Nat Daniels  2019

LYRICS
Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk 
On a day-I-ay-I-ay 
I met a sweet guy and we stopped to talk 
On a fine ol day-I-ay-I-ay 
And I ask you, friend, what's a girl to do ?
'Cause his hair was black and his eyes were blue 
And I knew right then I'd give him a try
'Round the Salthill Prom with this Galway guy
We were halfway there when the rain came down 
On a fine ol day-I-ay-I-ay 
He asked me up to his flat downtown 
On a fine ol' day-I-ay-I-ay 
And I ask you, friend, what's a girl to do?
'Cause his hair was black and his eyes were blue 
I took his hand and I’d give him a try
And I lost my heart to this Galway guy
When I woke up I was all alone 
With a broken heart and a ticket home 
And I ask you now, tell me what do I do? 
Cause his hair was black and his eyes were
Blue
and I travelled the world,  travelled far and wide. 
But I never met someone like the Galway guy

The Galway Guy (cover)

thank you La ... from big, loud awful mess ( B.L.A.M ) to nourishing balm to bliss you make . R :)

0ther-Care ( Enchanted Blam -)

Do not get me wrong, it's not about the big James Brown but about a king's immitator

Mister James "king's immitator"

A horror story of might, God and grandeur. Whispered in the darkness.
My little homage to the visionary poet William Blake (1757-1827).
Included in Apskaft Present: Volume 5 (released 02/02/2020),
https://apskaft.bandcamp.com/album/apskaft-present-volume-5
https://apskaft.bandcamp.com/track/the-tyger
--
Quantum Prana: vocals, guitar, fretless bass, drum programming, lyrics adaptation
Second Order Effects: keyboards
Produced by Quantum Prana
--
Lyrics adapted from the poem "The Tyger" by William Blake (1794):

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night

When the stars / threw down their spears
And water'd heaven / with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made / the Lamb / make thee?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

Tyger Tyger, burning bright

When the stars / threw down their spears
And water'd heaven / with their tears
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

The Tyger

Gary Rees
https://soundcloud.com/gary-rees-since-87

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/notes-on-c-funk-track-data-composition.html?fbclid=IwAR21h1hkzcmhCj33MdTDQGsU9TsKUjZUxqv9DxvqjMa-74-jb32xPRsvHLQ

C - Dub with Heavyweight Bass by GR       (FMT+Gary Rees)

Mad Cats And Kings

on duty Dutch Surgeon General MD -  ret. Misanthropical Technology Voodoo Manager in the Think Tanks industry (ret.d)in the most obvious way ,  Yours truly. "Chargen"

CHARGEN & MACBETHWIN - Microdata Telemetry - Free to Download

Chargen MacBethwin

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