-Forward – No Breakfast ft. C. Lines & Monster Belly (Bonus Track)

Snare Drum, MIDI Cello, Piano & Bass by Theodore Sweeney
Chorus Vocals, Aux. Percussion & Aux. Piano by James Blanchard
Featuring Christopher Lyons & James Blanchard
Written by Christopher Lyons & James Blanchard
Album Art by James Blanchard

ALBUM: ESOTERICULTURE

LYRICS:
C. LINES: I believe there’s more fish swimmin’ in the sea, but why’s it only bitches that I meet? Kickin’ rocks as I’m walkin’ down the street, got my hands in my pockets and my eyes to the sky. Smokin’ bowls, watchin’ days pass by, fuck that, time to get off my ass so I can fly. When I rhyme, I’m fillin’ deserts up with life, just a regular dude, another star up in the night.  But he shines when he writes, he’s emittin’ all this light, Emmitt Smith n’ shit tonight, getting’ props like Carrot Top, makin’ moves like Barry Sanders, shake you out your fuckin’ socks, leave you layin’ in shock, cause I blew out both your knees without you even touchin’ me. Slick like some grease, you should listen when I speak. I’m a new disease, sick and unknown spreadin’ through the world with ease………….fuck.

(Life is weight,
Life is waiting,
Life is weight,
Life is waiting for you).

MONSTER BELLY: Beautiful, but tragic, has this magic gone flaccid, and haven’t we had enough acid? Seen, what you needed to see, how, can you speak if you’re strugglin’ ta breathe. Just jugglin’ belief with truth and a chainsaw, I’m stuck between, soothing and pained paws. Clawin’ at the kitchen door trying to get a bite, lost in the sin lookin’ for a proper fight. Light the fuse, step away and let it flow. Alone on the court, trying to give n’ go. Slow motion, holdin’, jokin’, spoke it, wrote it or imagined, goin’ too slow and it’s makin’ me bat shit, insane, this game, which we play, digs graves, gives shame, and we stay stuck playin’ a fucked up tune sayin’ soon, we’ll do everything we need to get through.

(Life is weight,
Life is waiting,
Life is weight,
Life is waiting for you).

C. LINES: I clear up cloudy days. I rip a bong and I blow these clouds away, I’m blowin’ clowns away. When they step up to the plate like a Randy Johnson heater, that shit is steamin’, it’s hard to hit a ball that you’re not even seein’. I got the grand prize in my vision, I’m on a mission n’ it’s my turn to be hittin’. knock it out the park, fireworks get sparked, leavin’ suckers sulkin’ in the dark. Then I turn into the Hulk and I rip ‘em all apart, I’m on point like the head of hair on Bart. It’s simple son, I been fresh from the start and my rhymes are so heavy, so you better get ready, I’m droppin’ Iron Man, like I just beat up Tony Stark. Now I’m, sittin’, waitin’ for some beers to pound, when it comes to burnin’ grass I’m always down like the ground so I light up, drop this weight to hear these beautiful sounds.

(Life is weight,
Life is waiting,
Life is weight,
Life is waiting for you).

MONSTER BELLY: You know we try, to rely on livin’ but, we decry everything that we’re givin’. Isn’t it a shame that fame and fortune, is a game we play like that shit’s important. Boarded off from actual divine truth. Livin’ on sordid factual affairs and lyin’ to your own mind. Go find an ounce of truth, or hide n’ lie, about your wasted youth. The wrong path and even worse intentions, well, you’ve gone bad with that cursed, worse guessin’. Lessen the tension that your self-afflicted with, and not to mention that “well-can’t-give-a-shit” attitude. Haven’t you had to prove yourself to you, well gratitude might help you move through. Rise up, thank yourself n’ ask, did you try to chase your dreams or just let them pass.

(Life is weight,
Life is waiting,
Life is weight,
Life is waiting for you).


11. Forward - No Breakfast Ft. C.Lines & MOnster BElly (Bonus Track)

-Cielo P. Infierno

Vocals, Back-up Vocals, Vocal Oh’s & Ah’s, Percussion, Electric & Bass Guitar, MIDI Piano, Glass Piano & Bass by James Blanchard
Written by James Blanchard
Album Art by Lucas Harvey

ALBUM: ESOTERICULTURE

LYRICS:
Mass destruction erupted, busted out like leaving, somethin’ ta nothin’, your luck’s out, seething, ooze consumes the bright life n’ doom, covers all, and the lightest eyes are ruined. Sight a far cry from seein’, real truth, a light faint decry pleain’ that the roof hold. Hooves cold from trotting through snow, lose control, lose fold, but we’re nodding like we know. Give to me antipathy, ta see through the sleaze, let me internally make the choice I believe. Is it right to fight, to lose, to move the future toward proof, or should we just sit inside, listen, and consume? Forward movement glints and glistens in the sun, but I missed a ship or two learning how to run. Who holds the cards, and can we get ‘em? I don’t know, who plays your part? Devils, if you let ‘em. So go rise up or descend, ear to possibility, die or reach the end, whichever probability, ability allows, choose the way you move and how, you get through this trip, and how you get out. Illness, pills n’ shit won’t kill, spill this “you” out and pick up what you will. Escape the mind trap and grasp at substance, or drown in monotony, followin’ dumb shit.

Spawned from the soup, a purgatory story, lost in a loop like pimpin’ and whoring. Boring, to live life by the rules, so I set out to score meaning, from the gruel. Carbon copy, monotony slaves, givin' into sin for minimum wage. Is it the day n' age or shame that puts us right into our place? Aimless, shameless, abated fools, lookin’ for the answer in the neighbors’ pool. Shake this, wasted, vision of life, or die perplexed, and wrought with strife. Bought this knife ta spear tip and hear this, but all I got was jaundice and weird piss. Now who’s gonna pay them medical bills, yeah, who’s gonna buy me them testicle pills? Kill ya self and spill the wealth around or take a minute to get secure to the ground. Out of your mind, insane and alive? That’s a good start but now you gotta climb. Find a high perch, cause they will snipe ya, lie in wait perched, till the devils light you, up like its Christmas, don’t get in this, for the wrong reason cause easy it isn’t. And now I’m liftin’ sifted sands for time, hourglass, go back, re-write the rhymes. But I can’t see the signs and I don’t know why, this town is forever just like these lines in my face replacin’, youthful states, I’m erased n’ tracin’ from a template. Great holy ghost, show me those that know, oh, no such thing? Then on with the show, whole lives lived, dived into murky waters, contrive sin, still swim, it gets hotter. Boil, foil, toil, spoil, bubble and trouble while the whole damn world turns into rubble. Subtle distraction from actual fact, I’m lookin’ for some traction ta take it back. Snap outta this abysmal ditch and get a stitch goin’, form a fist, punch shit and keep flowin’. Goin’ for the gold, holdin’ no man higher, great till the day I’m dead, or retired. Inspired they’ll be, tire to street, if you get movement my task is complete. Defeat the old you, sold you on losin’, see the cold through, get your body movin’. Use this view in a manner to propel, as you get past this prison, this hell.

(Lookin’ for the answer, end of the line, goddamned if I find the time, I don’t know, why I’m livin’ this life.  
Lookin’ for the answer, end of the line, goddamned if I find the time, I don’t know, why we’re livin’ this life)......

FULL LYRICS HERE: https://monsterbelly.bandcamp.com/releases

8. Cielo P. Infierno

Everything from monkey feces to government corruption, life's purpose, not eating breakfast, steak knives, whale genitalia, spilled milk, drunken Shakespeare and everything in-between. This debut album, ESOTERICULTURE by MOnster BElly, has it all and then some. The album is broken into three sections with three songs each, followed by three bonus tracks. The first section is about injustice, government corruption and the harsh realities of life (which is also the main theme of the entire album). Section two is mainly more "gangster" (mad similes and metaphors and "hard shit"). And the third section was to be rhyming for the sake of rhyming, but like I said the theme of the first section carries throughout the album and they all meld together. This album offered me a great opportunity to feature some of my friends and family on many of the tracks, unbeknownst to them and possibly against their wishes. This beautiful union of these musical and creative people made the creation of this album all the more rewarding. A huuuuuge thanks to everyone who participated and supported me, and all of you for listening!! I am extremely happy to present to you, the labor of my love, from my mind hole to your ear holes, ESOTERICULTURE......


-Government Warning

Vocals, Percussion, MIDI Piano, Organ, Guitar, Ambient Soundscape, Flute & Auxiliary Piano by James Blanchard
Written by James Blanchard  
Album Art by Luanne Falkner

LYRICS:
Incomprehensible, inexplicable nonsense, you’d think that kind of evil would weigh too heavy on your conscience. 
Too heavy to carry on, overweight and overbearing, you should be ashamed to carry on, being so fake and never caring. 
Quite daring an attempt you do make to deceive, your words hit so sharp until I’m starting to bleed. 
And bleed? Yeah I might but I’ll bleed and never die, cause it’ll take a lot more to be killed by your lies. 
A lot more than you can handle and far too much for you to conceive, I’m surprised you made it so far because it’s more than you can achieve. 
At least on your own without them tricks up your sleeve, the mastermind behind the puppet, pullin’ the strings. 
You just rape it and leave: the water, the land, take the air that we breathe, most people don’t see, and from those people, you take everything. 
But I rise to the top, yeah that won’t be me, and after these words that I write, if you can read you will see. 
From the land to the trees and the sky to the seas, you’re entitled to it all, like the truth best believe. 
Best take note and remember when I tell you these things, you control what you know, you ARE destiny. 
Don’t be swayed by the money, fake power or glory or you’ll be paid by the devil to try and take power from me. 
That’s power from the people into the hands of evil, that’s the future picture painted if we continue this deep slope. 
This decline will rewind, everything for which we’ve climbed, turning a blind eye, being paralyzed by the fear and lies, we must realize we gotta do more just to get by. 
So get by or get gone otherwise it’s quite likely, you’ll be swayed by men in power, blind men who can nazi. 
And your life will be run while you watch quite helplessly, but don’t sweat it my friend, do not even worry, like a pardon from jail or a lock and a key, the truth is this song, and the truth, will set you free.

1. Government Warning

Mad Weirden

Kinda forced this one in like 13 min. Tried to make a song with strings. I wish I could play the cello like a boss.

Pizzicato Groove

Buy it now: http://smarturl.it/AnAwesomeWave

An Awesome Wave

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Aqueous Fire (Important Music)

A.k.a - https://soundcloud.com/goatoflife & https://soundcloud.com/sexymanfamily

From the beginning of my Ableton career to the end of my musical journey or my life, whichever comes first.  This soundcloud starts with terrible mixing and producing and shows my improvement throughout the years.  Music, like anything else, comes from trying things and making mistakes along the way.  Although there are common chord progressions and scales and rules that people do follow, music is anything but order and following the rules.  Some of the greatest music has come from marching to your own tune, no music pun intended.  It all started with Ableton and my computer, now I have an audio interface with a multitude of instruments at my disposal. So as I continue to educate myself, try new and different ways of composing, and make mistakes, take a listen.  And remember the only wrong way to create music is not creating it.

                     -J.B.
           
   "Y'all are partyin' in a Monster's Belly!"

8. Cielo P. Infierno

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