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TAFFETA | 81

We Speak The Literal To Inspire

Vocals / Lyrics, Painting: Aine Parkes @aineparkes
Music, Guitars (Jazzmaster, Cheetah), Bass (P), Drums (AD2), Mellotron (Redtron), Piano (AK), Mix & Mastering (DAW): @bonetender

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/2UOH8iWKG7xrLeaWUe8Qwj

======= Lyrics =======

Blindly, drifting,

blaming others for your woes.
Why don't you look in the mirror, deep in your eyes, 
you gotta pay the price.

All the things you've said and done, 
all the things...
What have you done?

Sadly, drifting, 
won't connect with anyone.
Feeling misunderstood and too afraid to try, 
Why don't you see the sky?

So many roads you could take,
A world just waiting for you to wake-

You can't see the forest for the trees oh oh no,
Just about everything makes you freeze so oh oh,
You just keep on keep on running,
Don't look inside your mind.
You keep on keep on running, 
Hide.

But your mind knows, but your mind knows the lies, you know your mind knows why oh oh

Wildly drifting 
madly its lifting, 
step outside just stop the fight,
You know you have to try, 

You know your mind knows why, You know your mind knows why,

You know your mind knows.

©Aine Parkes & Bonetender 2022 All Rights Reserved

Your Mind Knows

Your Mind Knows (with Aine Parkes)

https://youtu.be/HX8rY3tsO0U

An Ode to Tom Petty. 🎸💘

Any Old Thing

For Love

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/destinations.html

Destinations

I made a summer song. I compose uniquely like myself, with plenty of glitches and modulation. Please enjoy the dance scene of the bewitching female demon world.

Midsummer night. Feast of the bewitching demon world (215)

Hymn For Humanity

A GarageBand production.

Made completely with samples available in GarageBand. 

Title comes from my last but hopefully not final birthday  🥳……..🎭

7 Decades

Flowing Lights 2022

This is one of my oldest songs, and the one that got the most attention years ago. It was played on podcasts and some underground radio stations even though my production chops were pretty bad hah. Either way, it's near and dear. Thanks!

DEAD MAN

Graveyard Shift

Db - Room

(p) & (c) 2023/2024. Taken from the debut album (to be released mid-2024, under the tittle "Rock and Roll Kills").
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/Ls4kYAwMN2w
lyrics (Parental Advisory):
------------------------------
You're so strage to me

you got offended so fast
you're not built to last
you're made of sugar, butter and shit

You think it's only you
you cry like a bitch
your job it's only to abuse

whatever i say is wrong
your life is like a crappy song
no reason to talk to you anymore!

Rock and Roll Kills

You're So Strange To Me

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

I’m happy to post this song with help from my first SC friend https://soundcloud.com/espere-verde, who encouraged me on to improve my music making from a very start. Good musician & draughtsman (he did this artwork too), his vocal performance here gave the mood I couldn’t to the song.

Technical highlights:
>Most vocals: Espere Verde
>Music & almost no vocals: Ruizzoidman
>Odd patterns hidden along three levels in this track: amalgamated psycho-hard coating, usual 7/2 in punk/ska intermediate parts, and finally the sweater core is structured in groups of five measures.

Lyrics: strangely, I wrote about these stressing things when I was 21 and supposedly happy; I'd say similarly today I'm twice as old...

SIN MUJERES NI TABACO, SIN PRISAS  /  WITHOUT WOMEN OR TOBACCO, WITHOUT HURRIES
  
Todo lo que odio me ayuda a vivir,  /  Everything I hate helps me to live,
lo que me pone enfermo me empuja a seguir.  /  what gets me ill pushes me on.
Todo aquello que quiero dejar de sentir  /  Everything I want to stop feeling
es lo que da sentido a mi vivir.  /  is what gives sense to my life.
  
No puedo vivir sin mujeres,  /  I cannot live without women,
ni tabaco, sin prisas,  /  or tobacco, without hurries,
no puedo vivir.  /  I cannot live.
  
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me mata por dentro.  /  kills me from inside.
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me saca los nervios.  /  gets me on my nerves.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me empuja a seguir.  /  pushes me to continue.
  
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me hace sufrir.  /  makes me suffer.
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.

ER29HC8 ©1995 ®2015

Sin mujeres ni tabaco, sin prisas (Most vocals by Espere Verde)

A retake of my own vibe. Called originally "HIgher On", composed 5 25 . Now g scale. ENJOY!

Higher - Hey Yea

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