September 15 10:43PM

Friday Oct 13th

112023 NEW NOV

Music to inspire the writing of, and/or potentially be in the upcoming feature film: "Shirtless Joe Jackson".

Shirtless Joe Jackson

JULY EIGHTH

1990

True Love Will Find You in the End

Electric Groove

///// Music Video : https://youtu.be/aZAn3IgZ_2Q

Gotta Make It

Sounds like Layne Staley speaking from the grave

Nutshell by Alice in Chains Stretched 4.87 Times

<a href='https://theartistunion.com/tracks/094d2d'>Free download</a>

Framed is best listened to as you think about the last scene in Casablanca. 

Though Frank dons a calm face, there is no doubt of the underlying emotion behind his appearance. Framed is about his thoughts as he watches his love walk off into the gray, to get on an airplane and never come back again. It’s about the sweet, now ash tasting memories of times they shared before innocent love was torn apart by the war. It’s about the enveloping emotions of heartache, and hopelessness that threaten to crumple him. And… at the end of it all, it’s about waking up the next day and facing the world, drained of color, but with a belief that one day the color will return. 

Framed

Layne Staley’s unreleased track “Things You Do” official demo with the vocals.

Layne Staley & Maxi - Things You Do (FULL VERSION WITH VOCALS)

Apologies

Donnie Brasco

Starve Acre OST

Murmuration

Excerpt from William Basinski's new CD release, Cascade. To be released on April 28th, 2015 on 2062. Distribution by Secretly Canadian Distribution. catalogue number 2062.1501
MMLXII.COM 

Cascade Excerpt

Game and fulll soundtrack available on Steam: http://store.steampowered.com/app/297130/

Titan Souls - Forest Songs

Stellar Waves

Eitr - "Infectious".
Composed by Cedric Baravaglio.
Copyright Eneme Entertainment 2015.
http://eitrthegame.com | http://www.twitter.com/EitrTheGame
Gameplay Trailer: https://youtu.be/z4EWdcoSpAo

Eitr - Infectious

Say To Them,
‘ man has fled from the jungle to punish his ignorance
has run from the labyrinth of his circuitry 
chardonnay bottles in lit caverns of white paint
office & tomb & man himself saying:
“teach me the nature of numbers
so i can add justification
to the subtraction of my compassion
while dividing my spirit
amongst multiplying distractions.
let ‘x’ be the variable for my emptiness
than i can hide it in impossible equations.” ’

Say To Them,
‘ you stiff women of waterless marvel
you hopeful men who venerate destruction
you fearful cloud in a nursery of otherwise bold & newborn stars
where you possess color, you darkly wander
where you possess language, you poison minds
where you possess light, you hide in shadow
where you possess fire, you burn in cruelty
“Vague” (being safe enough 
to be holy) speaks for every other world,
while skeptics study the death of stars
where you have visionaries, the diagnosis is madness
where you have saints, the sentence is slaughter
where you have food, the land is begging
you should have kept the saints around. ’

Say To Them,
‘ man has fled from the wilderness 
to trot about on ruthless stone
he lifts his face to no celestial sky
he blinks away sharp flashes from erected glass
he thumbs his wallet to recall some green royalty 
but sooner would starve 
than be caught spending a red dime
yes, man has fled from his child to abuse himself
to grow down & advance towards bone
while ignoring all mirrors ’

Say To Them,
‘ woman has carried her gift
woman, doing the work of god
the work of a painter, an artist, a lunatic
she delivers mankind unto the sociopaths of earth
sheltering her babe until his size can knock her down
fifteen now, no longer content with her provisions
he knocks his knuckles in painful pride &
practices the ways of his terrible brothers
(monkey saw too many things)
he puts the man who slapped his mother down 
on the marble floor, & leans over his bruised 
squirm with a serrated blade 
(“boyfriend” won’t be seen here again)
mama’s boy now twenty-eight
he wakes to snort coke & stock shelves for a tyrant 
whose moods are so loud even customers quiver
twenty-eight’s misery is evident:
perfection is boring, & anything shy of it 
is far too complicated ’

Say To Them,
‘ woman & man are not but 
punishers unto themselves
unbeknownst to beauty,
they would look with cold anguish 
at their perfect salvation, & turn (unclothed) 
flaying their skin with wires 
shin-deep in the sting of arctic snow 
later soaking their frozen burns in vinegar 
the heart of love can barely witness
how deeply they loathe their every pore ’

Say To Them,
‘ man is ugly by his own choosing
for even an instant of beauty is beauty.
(why descend from that instant)
as if it were his virtue, this supposed 
maturity of acceptance - to shrink 
from transcendental absolution 
back into the ache of purgatory 
man thinks, “but there is another day 
& work to be done.” 
& there is.
but not for a pause (after paradise
has glistened before him) does man consider
he can take up even heaven with his pickax & lantern
& invite even the laughter of angels 
into the musk of the damp mine where he writhes ’

Say To Them

Audioslave

Shadow on the Sun

Trust

(That's How You Sing) Amazing Grace

original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E935Od_J4fw

Physically Sick

My Sorrow Is Luminous

Space Heroine

Double Negative

Dancing and Blood

I Dreamt We Spoke Again

And if the sun 
Speads tomorrow
Just in yellow 
Warm and cold

Yellow

Prolific developer Jonatan Söderström and graphic artist Dennis Wedin have announced their newest game collaboration Hotline Miami will be released under their new joint label Dennaton Games and published by shady game cartel Devolver Digital.

Music by:

Sun Araw
http://www.sunaraw.com/

M.O.O.N.
http://www.musicofthemoon.com/

Jasper Byrne
http://www.superflatgames.com/

El Huervo
http://elhuervo.bandcamp.com/

Scattle
https://www.facebook.com/scattlemusic

Perturbator
http://perturbator.bandcamp.com/

Eirik Suhrke
http://strotch.net/

CoConuts:
http://www.myspace.com/coconutsnoise

Elliott Berlin
Coming Soon

Step into the neon-soaked underground of 1980s Miami as bizarre messages on your answering machine seem to be urging you to commit terrible acts of violence -- but will you obey? Hotline Miami overflows with raw brutality and skull crushing close combat as you find yourself outgunned and using your wits to choreograph your way through impossible situations. An unmistakable visual style, a driving soundtrack, and a surreal plot that will have you question your own thirst for blood. Bash and blast through over 20 multiscreen levels with 35 unique weapons and collect 25 game-altering masks in one of the darkest and most unusual independent games on the scene.

The hotline itself can be reached at +1 786 519 3708 or @HotlineMiami. Leave a message.

http://www.HotlineMiami.com/
http://www.Dennaton.com/
http://www.DevolverDigital.com/

El Huervo - Turf

Nikolas Jaar - Owe Me (get-tune.net)

Voyage Voyage

Spiracles

Teenage Snuff Film

Autoluminescent

Remix of the song Nightcall by Kavinsky

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Rpk5H7aMqU


Murmuration

Matthew Herbert