Listen to it on Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/album/2E6X695GfYjmAPAcSEo7mx

buy on bandcamp
https://tasss.bandcamp.com/

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Mrityunjaya

CLEAR THE AIRLANES, CLEAR ALL AIRLANES, WELCOME MY FRIENDS, HERE AS YOU CAN READ, THIS SOUND IS FOR WUST WHO CONTINUALLY INSPIRES ME WITH NEW AND UNIQUE AND BEAUTIFUL WAYS TO USE SOUND TO TELL STORIES, WUST YOU INSPIRED THIS ONE MY FRIEND, THANKS, AND I CHALLENGE ANYONE READING THIS TO PAY TRIBUTE TO SOMEONE ELSES SOUND BY CREATING A PIECE THAT HONORS SOMEONE'S UNIQUE SOUND BUT OF COURSE THROUGH YOUR LENS AND MAKING THEIR SOUND YOUR REPRESENTATION...
THIS ONE CONTAINS IN SOUND HOW I FEEL RIGHT NOW...
PEACE/LOVE /UNDERSTANIDNG////ROOTS
@WUST

*NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENEDED...WORK LABELED AS "FREE ART" ONLINE.

ONE FOOT IN THE ABYSS & ONE FOOT IN THE SUN (FOR WUST)

This was written in South Africa in 1987, a few years before the release of Nelson Mandela - really digging into the archives here! It was one of a handful of songs co-written with Pravinand (@johnny-minstrel). I had the first verse and an inkling of a melody, and Pravinand finished it off. We were very chuffed by the end result. Hope you like it.

The Prisoner (Peters/Maharaj)

The empty space he feared
Was fixed between his ears
To live is but to bear
The scourge of twilight years
He lost the strength to fight
He lost the will to live
For all that was his right
They took away from him

He cannot move his arms
The iron weighs him down
His feet, they cannot dance
He feels no joyful sound
He alone must grieve
The toll of passing years
He alone must feel
The loneliness and fears

His eyes reflect the pain
A man should never bear
How long will he sustain
To hurt for what is fair
And in the dark he prays
No one hears his heart
Except the one who made
Man from dust and blood

The Prisoner

A Questionable Timepiece

In to the abyss the void. In honor of Belial Pelegrim You know the brilliant musician here on sc . Cheers Belial  And Happy Halloween everyone! And I had way to much fun with this;-))

The Deep

Me and ghosts. I've always thought this one sounds so much like a jazz club in NYC. I can smell the perfume, stale beer and cigarettes.

Four

CÂLICE is an electronic ritual resulting from meditation on my abstract painting.

Câlice       Patrick Picault

Three Days and Three Nights

Spirit Of My Mind

Open E collab offer wondefully transformed into song by nic https://soundcloud.com/nic_nic_nic?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

nic - vocals, lyrics, wah and lead guitars and brass
Llanpsych - open E guitar and mixing
Blue Al - bass

A Dream Within A Dream - collab with nic

Between the claws of evil and good, clings the hope of a better life. A traveling companion watches over in the shadows, guiding each step toward a fragile but tenacious light.

CLAWS

electronic creations, mutations, machinations

A Questionable Timepiece

muterial