She sought love from the same woman over and over again and was rejected each time. Her answer is always the same whether she proposes the first time, the second time, or the third time. No!
"Then why did we always enjoy chatting so well?" And why does the feeling of my long-gone love never fade away?

No matter how many times I propose, her answer is no! (263)

Sort of an undemocratic approach to saving democracy, don't you think?
******************* 
For this one, I rounded up my fantasy band, the Famous Texas Men Of Note, to perform at the imaginary Seven Sisters Dance Hall, some 40 miles west of Austin, in the heart of the Texas Hill Country.  The crowd wasn’t huge that night, but it was plenty raucous.  Needless to say, we brought the house down.  We always do.

LYRICS
Finally bagged the prize,
Event commemorated with a photograph,
A delightful list of crimes,
Got ‘em prancin’ with the lawyers down the primrose path,
The scribes down in the court,
Breathlessly report,
With a glee they can’t contain,

Oh they’re giddy….

Giddy like the rats that swarm the sewage slag,
Giddy like the vultures, feasting on the rotted culture,
That has spawned them from its womb,
And they tell us all how grateful we should be,
Cause they’re doing it to save democracy.
 
Yeah all fortitude & grit,
Our protectors wouldn’t quit,
On this noble quest,
There would be no rest,
Staged sudden raids, drew dossiers,
Tried Russian links, threw kitchen sinks,
To cage the dreaded pest,
Damn the proper form,
They’ve snared Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,

And now they’re giddy…..

Giddy like the buzzards circling o’er their prey,
Giddy like the varmints, chewing on the hated target,
While the judges hold him still,
Giddy like the frantic hawks, flailing with their shrilly squawks,
The fear they just can’t kill,
Damn the coming storm,
Now they’ve booked Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,
Hey, the law may be applied unequally,
But it’s the only way to save democracy.

I beg you Lovely Lady, turn your head away,
Away from the shame, away from the pain,
America, America, how did we let it get this far?
We are your sons, what have we done?
What have we done……….

Ah but giddy doesn’t last, when the vengeance & the wrath,
Shred the piers that bear the load,
No it won’t be so hysterical, when even Heaven’s miracle,
Can’t keep our father’s code, 

Oh but decision day is nigh, & the beast is still alive,
And far too many still believe…..

So arrest the Monster!...show it on TV,
Silence him & anyone who won’t concede,
There’s no time for constitutionality,
When the mission is to save democracy.

Giddy (now with lyrics)

Light 
an expérimental vocal track idea I created with acoustic guitar raw strumming and plucking 
Moe Howard and Neil Tam are two brilliant musicians, producer and engineers that made my idea come to life.

Moe Howard - Piano Production
Neil Tam - Electronic Background Effects Mix and Master
Ana Ros- Vocals Guitar Electronic Viola, Cello and French Horn

LIGHT - ft. Moe Howard + Neil Tam

There is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved." - George Sand 💓🎶

Your Love

Your Love!!

Techno Dynamite

Field recordings taken from:
“Sounds of North American Frogs
The Biological Significance of Voice in Frogs”

Charles M. Bogert
The American Museum of Natural History

“It is probable that the first voice in existence was that of a frog.” - Charles M. Bogert

Processing and mix by Mesmo

Frog Ensemble

File Updated: 10:09am - Vox found it's time and day

This one is for all right wing scum of planet Earth. Your shrink is inside! Your ideas will burn with you no matter how many of us you take down before you realise that! Over your ashes we'll enjoy this beautiful world together. Don't worry we have fire extinguisers but to activate them you need to wake the fuck up to real love! It's actually really easy once you feel it

RTE news : Marine Le Pen convicted in French embezzlement case

http://www.rte.ie/news/2025/0331/1504973-marine-le-pen-court/
Delightful individuals... Watch... the further we get from this justice... The more the French right wing scum will lie about this and call it a fix and confuse people into thinking they need to follow the liers again. Don't fall for it. She's corrupt. This is called justice. Wake the fuck up. Remember... Listen to people qualified in subjects... That rules out me but you should totally read more and make more informed decisions in life if you supported a person like Marine

Lyrics

Hey
Step outside
This ain't no fight
Let's shed some light

Your box sits to the right
You're mostly full of shite
You loud and weak and need
To seek like minded meek
Oh so loud
You own controlled fake

Go find a shrink to think
Find a shrink inside and learn collective think...

It's critical now
You'll burn
Your ideas had their turn

the shrink is inside.... to think...

Hey
Step outside
This doesn't have to be a fight
Let's shed some light

Your box sits to the right
You're totally full of shite
You're loud and weak and need
To seek like minded meek
Oh so loud
You own controlled fake

Go find a shrink inside and learn to think

It's critical now
You'll burn
Your ideas had their turn

the shrink is inside.... Learn to think...



Breathe

4-2-25

Coldheart: rhythm guitar and vocals 
Casio: percussion and bass line
120 bpm  soft rock beat
Key of F#

Mistress

I’ve just found that I’ve a mistress
And music is her name
Though she boards between the chords
She’s with me every day 

And she dances through my hands
Dreams with me in bed
She sings to me
Incessantly 
This mistress in my head

And she sings the songs of life to me
That only I can hear
Fragments echo furiously 
As they vanish in thin air
And she plays me like a symphony 
That only I can hear
And her whispered notes fall effortlessly 
Like snowflakes through still air

So when the coast is clear
And my wife still sleeps in bed
You know I think she’s known about us
Quite a while
Sweet mistress in my head

Then she laughs just like an orchestra 
But still let’s be discreet 
Is that a sitar that calls afar
Sweet mistress in my head

And she sings the songs of life to me 
That only I can hear 
Fragments echo defiantly 
As  they vanish in thin air 
And she plays me like a symphony 
That only I can hear
And her whispered notes fall
Effortlessly 
Like snowflakes through still air

mistress

Lyrics

Ventricular tachycardia. Nice!
The purest probes pay up hearts price!
Are you made of light?
Some Sycamore, Earth kardia. Spice!
You lure us.
Live love.
Saving many instinct dice!
You want to clean our planets lice!
Hate put on ice you beaming advise!

OPure positive. Alternate owl of word-full-dove.
Pure positive. You live for now. 'Cometh love.
Pure positive. Music chosen not from above.
Pure positive. Choice inside, mind like glove.

Dear VT
Music.
Probes of least price.
Unconditional.
True spice of nice.
It's nice to be nice
It's right to be wrong.
Just right learned in song.
Let's keep rolling on.
Making Earth a happier home.


Timing 7/4
Tuning 432
Key C

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Dear VT (Includes an Irregular Timing tip)

The Sun Comes Shining Through

Reprise

Caveat: I explicitly prohibit the use of any material I post for purposes of torture, brainwashing, hypnosis, bedazzlement or any other nefarious activity. This prohibition applies to all governments, corporations, institutions, agencies and individuals. 

“The avant garde is dead. That is its triumph. Let it lie.” - Chris Cutler in “Not As We Choose: Music, Memory and Technology”. (Highly recommended!)

“… there is increasingly less call to exercise an already too rare generosity of aesthetic hospitality.” - Chris Cutler

" Music is one of the great Mysteries. It gives life. It is not a career, nor a business, nor a craft. It is a gift... and a great responsibility. Because one can never know where the creative spark comes from or why it exists, it must be treasured as a Mystery. For the most part I believe creativity chooses you, not the other way around." - John Zorn (excerpt from the liner notes to 'Magick')

“Listen as if you were being told a secret” - Federico Fellini

“Experimental and electronic music was once not-so-benignly tolerated at the margins of western art music, but it has over the last decade or so moved toward a central position as something of the soundtrack of our digital culture. Where it once was merely tolerated it is now more engaged and doesn’t have to apologize to anyone”.  - Douglas Kahn 

"Through technology, voices are amplified and silence is broken. Spaces are shared." – Laurie Anderson

"I frequently hear music in the heart of noise." - George Gershwin

"'Tis an ill wind that blows no minds." - 
Malaclypse the Younger in 'Principia Discordia'

“Let us cross a great modern capital with our ears more alert than our eyes and we will get enjoyment from distinguishing the eddying of water, air and gas in metal pipes, the grumbling noises that breathe and pulse with indisputable animility, the palpitation of waves, the coming and going of pistons, the howl of mechanical saws, the jolting of the tram on its rails, the cracking of whips, the flapping of curtains and flags. We enjoy creating mental orchestrations of crashing down of metal shop blinds, slamming doors, the hubbub and shuffle of crowds, the variety of din from the stations, railways, iron foundries, spinning mills, printing works, electric power stations and underground railways.” — Luigi Russolo in 'The Art of Noises' (L'arte dei Rumori)

Urban Dictionary (https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Mesmo)
(New Norberian English)

1. lit. in a state of mesmerism, hypnotism; in a trance
2. in a state of bewilderment or confusion, daydreaming; 'out of it'
3. mind bogglingly awesome, spellbinding, captivating

(1) "He swung that watch in front of her face and she got all mesmo"
(2) "When the teacher called me to the board I had just woken up and was still pretty mesmo"
(3) "The new N64 cartridge is totally mesmo, bro”

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