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Music from the Anarchist Jurisdiction

Trip

It was 1995, I had already acquired my trusty Alesis SR-16 "Dr No" but not hooked it up in stereo yet on my 4-track cassette recorder.

This track is one of the more fun I made in those days, thought I'd share it here. For the occasion, I properly mixed and mastered it in such a way to keep it's original character intact as much as possible. I did put *some* fancy effect to stereoize the vocals a little, and there is a subtle stereo reverb on the drums.. Things like that, but that's just to make it palatable for the modern crowd. This is after all an original recording, no edits, no overdubs.

Thinking about putting an entire 'legacies' album together. Would anyone be interested in that?

The very mature lyrics:

Salvation song
Connect me if I'm wrong
Me I am cracked, broken and torn
Haven't been clean ever since I was born

But I don't bear much pain
I'm not gonna jump no train
Every single hour every single day
Guess life is just a game

Some say I am insane
Some say I am just the same
As all them youth rebel rabble rebel rabble
Well I know better but you won't hear me tell
Everyone lives his own little hell
Let them turn around in their own smell
I let them feel bad if they let me feel well
It be alright with me

I know I only live to be
I know this is all you can see
I live to be just like the trees
And the flowers and the bees

Some say I am insane
Some say I am just the same
As all them you rebel rabble rebel rabble
Let live through their own hell
Let them live with their own smell

Salvation

Salvation song
Connect me if I'm wrong
Me I am cracked broken and torn
Haven't been clean ever since I was born

Some say salvation
Everyone, everyone...
Rebel rabble rebel rabble
Loser! Loser!

noitavlaS

Salvation Song

For the promptwriting it's not a challenge thread https://www.songwriter-forum-kitchen.com/forum/post/topic=7279.0

Breakfast at noon

Sprinkling the breakfast
with bubbles, sparklingly fresh.
Bread & butter & what not,
am I coldreading you,
Or loosing the plot?
Baking bread, grinding beans,
slowly rising
From confusing dreams
Don't squeeze that orange
  all over the place!

Breakfast at noon
(Cereals, Continental, Vegan toast)

Pretty soon
we will be back in the room
but now's the moment
to chase away the gloom

Tea, my dear?
There is still time
For now and all tomorrows
This should be the line
That we don't want to cross
before breakfast is done.

Making bread, taking time

Gotta get back
to the breakfast
as soon as I can!

Zoom ba be day bye doom dai
dum a dum da boobe di bay

Picture https://www.rijksmuseum.nl/nl/collectie/RP-T-1950-165 Rijksmuseum publiek domein     Carel Nicolaas Storm van 's-Gravesande
1915.

Breakfast at noon

Ambient Track. With all that going on in Ukraine and two and a half years of pandemic decided to watch Blue Planet to chillout. These deep ocean vents took me away to a different place. Started early this morning locked in my bedroom studio , came up with this Ambient track  bit rough around the edges hope it chills you out for a short time.

Deep Ocean Vents

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by Dan

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Gold Coast

Symbiose

Each day has its up and downs. On top of that you have people telling you what to do, when to do it and how to do it. This song reflects on the way these people social engineer while using pathocratic influence to persuade others through persuasion, lies, deciet and guile. This is ever present in the modern social media platforms and news outlets. These people create clouds that block out the sun. It feels as though hearts are torn out as they push you to the ground. What is there to believe in? What is right and wrong? If these clouds are blown away, there is likely going to be beautiful day.

One thousand miles from Texas

Beautiful day

Beautiful Day

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco

Against The Current

Surreal Delirium

LDSR 215 2

-----------Dropping Name------

Chorus---
Am I here or there
am I far or near
your signals aren’t coming through clear…
——just call me
just call me
and you know i’ll be there

aint playing no games—full on flames
I refer to myself when I start dropping names
IPG1—Lou—Level One Up
It can’t get no better he’s the cream of the crop
That’s word to the letter

Stop pop and lock can’t hide from the vibe
come along for the ride let me be your guide

Is it—— The pen that I write with 
the ways that the rhymes hits ——
the headphones and lyrics 
Or cadres I flow with —- 
it’s now time to drop this 
On —the mic it’s a tight grip ——
that kick drum—-that won’t quit 
the sounds that I mix with ——-
let’s get it —-a tight fit
I ——listen and edit ——
then—- Blend and produce this
Ignite the track gets———lit—— 
Stand back as I rock this
aha -aha ——-awe shit

I bring fire to the game
Ignition to the flames
IPG1's the name----
That's Always been my aim
It's a scorcher-------so I gotta --heat it up
Im the author ---Gimme music nonstop
I flow hot ---------better make it HipHop
Off the top--- 
just like a volcano
Spreading fast---------
so ----you know ---like I know
-----Can't stop it ------it's a Raging  inferno
-------Blazing-------sweltering-------heating up--here we go
get engulfed ---there's no where to can hide bro
Just bob your head --the tracks on full auto
Fire storming— you should just call me Pyro

I Rock the beats——to make you move your feet 
the beat plus the rap style equal technique 
technique technique technique I’ll deliver 
style so cool I’m about to make you shiver

I Rock the beats—I Rock the beats—
I Rock the beats—I Rock the beats—

Chorus-----

I am the original concept the roots of it all
most started off big I started out small
Resistance is futile I can’t be contained 
try to keep me down you must be insane 
oh—-now I’m about to go viral 
like a full-blown tornado in an upward spiral 
keep growing with the music as if digitally installed 
my next upgrade will be a wake up call 

I Rock the beats—I Rock the beats—
I Rock the beats—I Rock the beats—

Trip

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