We Speak The Literal To Inspire

Dedicated to https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures, https://soundcloud.com/agnosturaelwar


Video link https://youtu.be/fS1xtHDiH24
This song came from https://soundcloud.com/re-evolution_cafe/valuable-condition-no-lie, So I completely reworked the original a bit, kept the lyrics, added new tracks, threw away all the others and the next thing you know, Unconscious Condition.


Unconscious Condition: Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra: Piano, Bass, Percussion, Drums, Synths, Vocals, Vox, FX, Clavinet

Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra: Produced, Recorded and Mixed at Broken Glass Ranch, Wet Mountain Valley, Colorado © 2022 Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra

Words and lyrics, Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra © 2022 

Everything you know 
Has been an utter lie
Nothing you can do to change it..
Cause you're a coward in your eye.
Hold on a tighter and turn on the tv.
Its a valuable condition
its got me all consumed

Don't let it slip out of memory
or you might end up like Henry
shot in the head
stabbed in the thigh

or you might end up like Henry
can't turn it off
or you might end up like Henry
shot in the head
stabbed in the thigh
shot in the head
stabbed in the thigh

But you're hungry to the thirst.
Condition affliction
Inspired and perverse

There's nothing between now!
You're a hostage to your hunger
Venerable appetite held..

You know it ain't right
Called into her beckon
you know it ain't right
See you sling it
you see uncle Charlie
he ain't nothing he ain't

Hold on to the make up
Hold on to your pride
There's nothing to believe
You know it ain't right
You're not alone

Open up wide
Bleeding benediction
it's just a condition of the affliction
Open up wide
open the story
You're not alone
Open up wide..

How'd you get 
Liquid images painted on the wall
Are you in mercy
Are you in crime
Desensitized , are you surprised.
A hunger to her
The house is all quiet and I'm not alone.
The silly war is over
Now it's time to go home

I don't remember the battle cry
but I do remember
I don't remember the battle cry
but I do remember
I don't remember the battle cry
but I do remember

You see uncle Charlie
He aint nothing he aint
Hold on to the make up
Hold on to your pride
There's nothing to believe

I don't remember the battle cry
but I do remember....

Unconscious Condition

Pic from "The Girl Without a Soul" (1917)

It Steals Your Soul And You Take Pills To Get It Back

Distorted Realms (featuring Trevtronic)

Db - Room

6th track off of my concept album, "The Wheel."
Our Way Home was written, arranged and recorded by Louis Taverna
All rights reserved

This story follows a group of young childhood friends as they grow into adulthood and navigate through the experiences that must come with that; the wistful memories of their youth, the death of childhood, love and loss and growing older. However, they eventually discover they are in an illusionary world controlled by an omniscient super A.I. intelligence directly affecting every decision or even thought one may have, keeping them locked in an endless loop. Ultimately the friends find their true path and break free after a perpetual night of no reprieve.

This concept album sort of acts as a spiritual successor to my Demo EP "Welcome to the Neighborhood", as some similar musical themes appear in both, mostly used to foreshadow this one.

Thanks for listening, it always means a lot to me.
The Wheel was written, arranged and recorded by Louis Taverna
All rights reserved

The Wheel

Our Way Home

"c-moll"

art work: Fractals99 via Pixabay

狂う鳥爪痕のこす羽根散らす

The mad bird scratches here and there and scatters its feathers.

c-moll

Lies
Everybody knows
You lie
To keep up your control

Tell me one more time
What you mean to me
An enemy in you is all i ever fucking see
I cannot calm my mind
I cannot tame my soul
Until my fucking life is under my own control
Everything you say
Everything you do
If you wanna be free you gotta be you
All you really wanna know is the ride
Well I'll take you down to the darkness deep inside

I 
Force
You
To think about Everything
That you don't wanna think about 
That you don't wanna even know
Don't you wanna see what your brains gonna be
When you free it from the demons that are screaming

At You

Screaming Demons

J'ai écrit ce texte lorsque j'avis 15 ou 16 ans : j'habitais alors une très grande barre HLM à Clermont-Ferrand qui s'appelait "la muraille de Chine" ( rien que ça!) Elle a été détruite il y a quelques années. Il faut dire que le jour elle était moche et déprimante; mais quand je sortais le soir, je la voyais illuminée par de nombreuses fenêtres qui restaient éclairées jusque tard dans la nuit, et là je rêvais  à ce que pouvait bien être la vie et les rêves de ses habitants.  C'est étrange la vie et la mémoire : il a fallu que j'attende très longtemps pour parvenir à le mettre en musique, d'une manière qui me semble aller avec son propre rêve, sa propre musicalité

PAROLES
Ô obscur étranger

Ô obscur étranger
 Étrange visiteur
 Te souviens-tu la nuit
 De ces vitres la nuit
Étincelées de lampes ?

 Peut-être était-ce celle
 D’un laborieux songeur
 En quête d’une étoile
 Tout au fond de ses rêves
Par-delà la barre HLM
 Jusqu’à Buenos Aires

 Ô obscur étranger
 Étrange visiteur
 Te souviens-tu la nuit
 De ces vitres la nuit
Étincelées de lampes ? 

Peut-être était-ce celle
 D’un laborieux songeur
En quête d’une étoile
 Tout au fond de la mer
Par-delà la barre HLM
 Jusqu’à Buenos Aires

Il est resté fidèle
 À sa promesse
Il est resté fidèle
À sa jeunesse
 ____________________________________________________
obscure stranger

O obscure stranger
 Strange Visitor
 Do you remember the night
 Of these windows at night
Sparkling with lamps?

 Maybe it was the one
 Of a laborious thinker
 In search of a star
 Deep in his dreams
Beyond the HLM bar
 To Buenos Aires

 O obscure stranger
 Strange Visitor
 Do you remember the night
 Of these windows at night
Sparkling with lamps? 

Maybe it was the one
 Of a laborious thinker
In search of a star
 At the bottom of the sea
Beyond the HLM bar
 To Buenos Aires

He remained loyal
 To His Promise
He remained loyal
To his youth

Ô Obscur étranger

(Farrar; arr. Sharbaugh)
Michael Ash Sharbaugh [ https://soundcloud.com/michael-ash-sharbaugh ]: vocals, guitars, synthesizers and sequencer programming, drums and drum machine programming, and 'found sounds'
Composed and Recorded 1979 to May 26, 2022.
Remixed and Re-Done ca. March 13, 2024.
sm75 [The Molly Pride Mix] [RAW] [32AIF] [edit 01].

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"This song is dedicated to Heather Vanderpool: 'Thanks for introducing Me to 'Xanadu-proper.'"

~ Michael Ash Sharbaugh

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come take My hand
You should know Me
I've always been in Your mind
You know I will be kind
I'll be guiding You

building Your dream
has to start now
there's no other road to take
You won't make a mistake
I'll be guiding You

-

Ya have to believe We are magic
nothing can stand in Our way
have to believe We are magic
don't let Your aim ever stray

and if all Your hopes survive
destiny will arrive

and bring all Your dreams alive
for You

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from where I stand
You are home free
the planets align -- it's so rare
there's promise in the air
and I'm guiding You

through every turn
I'll be near You
I'll come every time You call
I'll catch You when Ya fall
I'll be guiding You

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Ya have to believe We are magic
nothing can stand in Our way
have to believe We are magic
don't let Your aim ever stray

and if all Your hopes survive
destiny will arrive

and bring all Your dreams alive
for You

and bring all Your dreams to life
for You

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[ haaaaaa >>> ]

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Ya have to believe We are magic
nothing can stand in Our way
have to believe We are magic
don't let Your aim ever stray

and if all Your hopes survive
destiny will arrive

and bring all Your dreams alive
for You

and bring all Your dreams to life
for You

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"Magic" [The Molly Pride Mix]

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83.192bpm

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POP | SPACEROCK | AMBIENT | EXPERIMENTAL

the PERSON, the SOUND : Michael Ash Sharbaugh is a composer of music and poetry, a lead vocalist and synthesist who hails from Philadelphia, PA. Since 1985, Michael has released hundreds of recordings, but known primarily for his atmospheric pop ("Give Yourself Completely"), jarring spacerock ("Dying in the Killing Jar"), and ambient-experimental works ("Infrastructure," "point65c," "Three Aimless Clouds").

Michael's sound is a synergy of 'darkwave-y' electronica and 'trip-hop-y' psychedelia: bass-laden rhythms form the gravity for his own breathy vocals and his soundscapes of dizzying synths and 'found sounds.' His ambient and experimental musics are soothing, and somewhat 'alien' to the ear: they float and shimmer, meander, and -- more often than not -- haunt.

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the INFLUENCES : Duran Duran, The Weeknd, Blondie, Depeche Mode, Billy Idol + Steve Stevens, Stone Temple Pilots, Dead Can Dance, Siouxsie & The Banshees, This Mortal Coil, Air, Naked Eyes, Tears for Fears, Alice in Chains, John Barry, Leslie Bricusse, The Chameleons [UK], Brian Eno, The Cocteau Twins, ABBA, The Bee Gees, Claude Debussy, Frederick Chopin, Guillaume de Machaut, Early Music, Renaissance music, Baroque music, and Joe Meek.

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"Magic" [The Molly Pride Mix]

Michael Ash Sharbaugh

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