Great Lou Reed vibe, like your voice on this

so many changes.....really liked the way it works..the lyrics are well spacey but easy to follow...im not sure about the worn out guitar..but it works in so many places...where did you record this? it sounds like your in a garage...nice work..liked it

Nommo's new single, "Rainbo Sno," is an ode to the many facets of life in New Orleans. It highlights one of the few respites from the heavy heat of summer, the snoball. Defend New Orleans and Nommo have come together to present an enamel pin, a wearable song, as a token of this tradition. Purchase one at defendneworleans.com

Rainbo Sno

Leonard Cohen - The Stranger Song (1967) with Intro

ROB GARCIA'S SOAPBOX:
Rob Garcia - drums, arrangements
Sasha Masakowski - vocals
Jesse Lewis - guitar
Jamie Reynolds - keys
Matt Aronoff - bass

The Stranger Song (Leonard Cohen, arr Rob Garcia)

dobro track with guitar pod on one of three mono inputs; recorded in my kitchen in NOLA

lyrics:

you're always talking and you say to me:
"try and see the forest through the trees there, dear"
and i starve and i wait for your vision to come to me
but i see nothing

time passed
i awaited in a hollow
i thought that was what you'd wanted
thought that was what you'd needed
so i passed a season

i know you believe
you change the seasons
i know that that conceit keeps you breathing
but it's all but lost on me.

but you're still talking whilst you sado me
and i hear nothing but the living in the leaves
the room of mirrors is in my dream
the fever sets, suddenly

and i look through them all.
i look through all the rooms.
now i look through them all
for the skull that i lost, oh

now things are changing and they're changing me
i'm on the block and the blade, it is swinging, skinning me
everything in this world, this world is a machine
everything in this world is a machine designed to pick me clean.

and the bones are exposed
up on the block.
i'm looking through them
and i find the skull i lost.
then the rain comes and
you start to talk.

with the first drop,
time passed.
i awaited in a hollow
thinking that was what you'd wanted
thinking that was what you needed
so i passed a season.

i know you believe
you change the seasons
i know that that conceit keeps you breathing
but the meaning is lost on me.

uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh oh, oh no.
uh oh, uh oh huh oh, uh oh

the bones are exposed
up on the block
i'm looking through them and i find
the skull that i lost.

and but for the rain coming,
you start to talk
you start to talk
and you say, you say, to me:
"try and see the forest, without your starving, you're waiting, now come to me"

Eterniator

a short song turned into a massive stoner jam. les paul and big muff. last tweak/reupload: 6/15/10

lyrics:

(little bird)

little bird
don't be mad
i'm not the one

i didn't poison your ear
creepin in singin songs while you slept.
there were some sounds around
you didn't wanna hear.

you sewed yourself closed
you sold yourself
so push your papers through hell
push your papers through hell

i remember
how i found you in the coal

you were the color of the snow
your eyes had frozen closed, little bird

and i knew
the reason
for the tears in your eye
& your back on the ground

but I find your spaceship, little bird,
i found
little bird i found..

& how it must've struck you down
seeing all them fireballed stars
"there's millions of them" you screamed
"each alone
each alone
each alone, each alone"

when I knew her life became warm
I played you a march
I sang that our little song
had started and it needed to go on

it had started and it needed to go on
it had started and it needed to go, on
it had started and it needed to go on
(littlebird)

little bird, don't be mad i'm not the one
don't get mad, don't get mad, i'm not the one

young, old, sleeping your days, sick of your days, i won't come
don't get mad i'm not don't get mad i'm not the one i'm not the one


Littlebird

an ancient man, half lame and stiff, climbs a mountain, and sits upon a cliff.
he sits a while, upon his cloud, before he speaks, he dies before he speaks out loud.
he looks at how we speak our beliefs, our philosophies, our philosophy.

"you man-apes
chest pound and drop
a nuclear bomb
and do you yet know who is the best?"

but the wind ate
the rest of what
he said. 

Frank Liquor - One Speed

an Aver'd version ( http://soundcloud.com/ajamillion ) of Littlebird ( http://soundcloud.com/mmg-1/littlebird ). 

thanks to Aver for his flavor. 

(from http://soundcloud.com/mmg-1/littlebird ): a short song turned into a massive stoner jam. les paul and big muff. last tweak/reupload: 6/15/10

lyrics:

(little bird)

little bird
don't be mad
i'm not the one

i didn't poison your ear
creepin in singin songs while you slept.
there were some sounds around
you didn't wanna hear.

you sewed yourself closed
you sold yourself
so push your papers through hell
push your papers through hell

i remember
how i found you in the coal

you were the color of the snow
your eyes had frozen closed, little bird

and i knew
the reason
for the tears in your eye
& your back on the ground

but I find your spaceship, little bird,
i found
little bird i found..

& how it must've struck you down
seeing all them fireballed stars
"there's millions of them" you screamed
"each alone
each alone
each alone, each alone"

when I knew her life became warm
I played you a march
I sang that our little song
had started and it needed to go on

it had started and it needed to go on
it had started and it needed to go, on
it had started and it needed to go on
(littlebird)

little bird, don't be mad i'm not the one
don't get mad, don't get mad, i'm not the one

young, old, sleeping your days, sick of your days, i won't come
don't get mad i'm not don't get mad i'm not the one i'm not the one

Littlebird hyperextend; Aver'd

MMG rework of YBSTN's "cursed track"

YBSTN. http://soundcloud.com/ybstn
lyrics (english translation):
 
Days grind glances
Where to find someone who knows how to ask?
Times have gone soft cell..

in mirrors reflecting your trail locations:
the face of hope inflamed.
blind touch,
Height favors,
not measurable with depth,
patience is faceless.
It seems that we are so far
in the space of the old hobbies,
For a long time looking for the path
clutching the brightness,
dressed in gowns of stars,
under pressure from all sides of love
where force (dickhead blue)
Revives the meaning found.

The exhibition has failed
Times have gone soft cell
Hope is a blind person's touch
Times have gone soft cell
lyrics:

Дни стачивают взгляд 
Где найти тех, кто умеет просить? 
Времена мягких клеток прошли 

в зеркалах отражающих твой след мест 
лицо надежды. 
воспалены. 
...слепой трогает 
Высота одолжений 
не измерима с глубиной 
терпения безликих. 
Кажется что мы так далеко 
в пространстве старых увлечений 
Долго ищем путь 
хватаясь за яркость 
одетые в платья из звезд 
под прессом любви со всех сторон 
откуда силы (залупа синяя) 
Оживить смыслом найденное 
Выставка провалилась 
Времена мягких клеток прошли 
Лицо надежды слепой трогает 
Времена мягких клеток прошли

YBSTN feat. MMG - UNGUENT

Last i was

jeoffrey dront

as a songwriter
i leave problems
in a field of wires

songs usually have
Information, lyrics attached
where permitted. 

if he cannot take they eye away.
cannot take his eye away. cannot
take the looking glass from upon his face.

mute is a drummer

Eterniator

MMG

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