Brus’s followers never gave up hope that their spiritual and musical guide had faked his death in order to achieve the long sought for state of pure “monomentality,” a pure permanent hypnotic state of groove.

Here's a playlist with exemplars of monomentality:

-monomental!

EXEMPLARS OF MONOMENTALITY

Bold Explorations of Uncharted Space, Vol. 6

Mystic Tape Deck vs. Mahan 💀 Mahan vs. Little House Studios

Indiana Jones & the Legend of This Playlist We Got Going on Right Here

Mahan 💀 Mahan's Favorite Tracks 10/2020

DON'T YOU WAKE UP

WORLD IS ALIEN TO ME

This PL i dedicate to the more smoothin' groovin' and definately moooovin' songs and tracks i encounter, which i find somewhat "cool" and highly enjoyable and melodic, somewhat toe-tapping and beard twirling songs. Something between becoming maybe a touch funky ,spacey, slightly crazy n dreamy, 60,70,80s vi-bey, sexy, soundtrackalike and way toooooo much enjoyable to be NOT put on a list :). Lets call it .... the "grand" feeling, while listening to those. 

Too hard to start dividing all my otherworldly listen experiences right down to each artist , gotta collect em somehow, so please apologize if you might encounter something in this list which you did not exactly "expect" :)

Thank you all wonderful artists who keep constantly the bar so high and my feelings so excited!

smooothin groooooooooovin moooovin

Knucklez 4 Bucklez  Hot Tracks VOL 12

down tempo, ambient, glitchy.  Thank you for listening.

next chapter

Next Chapter

This Song Goes Out To Tom And Peg 
I love you with all my Heart and Soul
You Were The Best Grandparents 
That Ever Walked Gods Green Earth
Walk Softly And Carry A Big Fucking Stick Mother Fuckers

HATE CATZ 4 EVER

God Knows You Are A Liar

Urban folk/pop
On the edge of infinity
 
As the smoke files the air
She’s gonna blast off outta there
She’s boarding her space ship
Going out into orbit
She can feel the sonic boom
From her bedroom
Reverberating/evaporating memories
Chorus
On the edge of infinity
Discarding her effigy
On the edge 
On the edge of infinity
Creating make believe
On The edge of infinity

Alice in her wonderland
Lucy in the sky with her diamonds
Where dagger words are popsicles
That twist into rainbows

Chorus
On the edge of infinity
Discarding her effigy
On the edge 
On the edge of infinity
Creating make believe
On the edge of infinity

Bridge
love activates an energy
With exponential gravity
On the edge of infinity

She feels her heart explode
With unbounded love for those
Who misunderstand her
in misguided anger

Chorus
On the edge of infinity
Discarding her effigy
On the edge 
On the edge of infinity
Creating make believe
On the edge of infinity



Beauty of the Brave

On the Edge of Infinity

On The Edge of Infinity

a wonderful minute of Trumpet by Frank - extensively evilized by NME

HORN by Brass-Lines.... No Mates Ensemble Re-mix

Noise Italia: 1 NAPOLI

Smoke'em If You Got'em

The Walrus Of Love

Produced by Sule Heitner
Written by Kathryn BERRY
A Patrón or Two
A couple of hours past Saturday night
You slip your hand between my thighs
As you lean across to grab a light
Sunday morning has arrived
The sheets are as tangled as your hair
Yesterday’s bad decisions, they are everywhere
Black mascara crease
Poster child for 90’s heroin chic
Chorus
No, I don’t need a man who’s strong
Who walks with fire and conviction
Don’t hold my hand
Just scratches my back
Cause I’ll still come back to you
After a Patron or two
The lights are dim, the curtains low
My body aches it needs u so
I can hear you breath
My muscles are weak
It’s a couple of hours past, I don’t give a fuck
I’m ready to jump
Risk that mess we might need to clean up
Chorus
No, I don’t need a man who’s strong
Who walks with fire and conviction
Don’t hold my hand
Just scratches my back
Cause I’ll still come back to you
After a Patron or two
Bridge
You got me falling and breaking and taking and starting again
You got me hiding and faking and hating then making amends
Ya, I still come back to you
After a Patron or two
Chorus
No, I don’t need a man who’s strong
Who walks with fire and conviction
Don’t hold my hand
Just scratches my back
Cause I’ll still come back to you
After a Patron or two x3

A Patrón or Two

A night out in the rain and thunder.
In the bungalow, the family.
Hear us through the glass wall.
A duet of devotion.
Some grief and passings.
And a good end.

Boundless d

Boundless D

Composed and performed by Admiral Krank. Drums by Mo Sheen. 

Send In The Suit (Dapper Assasin Number 1)

You are Centerfold

You Are Centerfold

Illuminati

Beatle's cover: I'm Only Sleeping

Long Phase

"A pilgrimage is a journey, often into an unknown or foreign place, where a person goes in search of new or expanded meaning about the self, others, nature, or a higher good, through the experience. It can lead to a personal transformation, after which the pilgrim returns to their daily life."

the artwork is by the American painter Esao Andrews

Pilgrimage

Conquering and ruling cultures often oppress those they dominate. The oppressed, and those with less power, will always eventually seek justice, representation, and equal power from their subjugators. Those whose culture have been vilified, repressed, and appropriated can regain their power and love by learning about their past, choosing and identifying their cultural heroes for themselves, and restoring their appreciation and celebrations for their ancestors.  

May this song encourage an honest look into your past, acknowledging both the shadow and the light, appreciating the beauty of what was and is, and learning from accomplishments and mistakes to continue our evolution in becoming better co-creators with the planet.

I used some of a bass stem Alpha Roots sent me to make Red Earth Clay and I used the rest of the stem to make Sow Your Seeds. I have one unused bass and drum stem from Alpha Roots that I will make an old school hip hop song with and I may remix his original Hosanna bass stem one day to make a new reggae song. I may also ask Russ if I can make a version of Da Weed using Alpha Roots’ stems one day. After that, I may be complete unless I get gifted some Alpha Roots stems to play with. 

Huge thanks to Chiefo who set the original tone of this song which gave me inspiration for  the lyrics. Big ups to Fady, bit zone, and Lady of Fire Poetry for joining in on this project and adding their collective vibe. Massive thanks to Wou-Wou & the Wormling for keeping the track on skank with his rhythm guitar and for providing us with his incredible art work - commission him for some work y’all!!! And massive thanks to Russell and the Chaos Cookhouse for mixing and mastering these stems into the huge dubbed out joint that it is. Hit Russ up for his mixing and mastering services now!!!

Alpha Roots : Bass
https://soundcloud.com/alpha-roots 
Chiefo: Synths
https://soundcloud.com/jonahjohn
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Rhythm Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
Fady: Keys
https://soundcloud.com/fadysporz
bitzone: Drums and Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone 
Lady of Fire Poetry: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire
Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals 
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
Mixed at the Chaos Cookhouse
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com
Art by Wou-Wou & the Wormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.com

Lyrics:

Know your roots and your culture 
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey 
Rock your roots and your culture 
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey 

Get to know your roots and your culture
Who you be now 
Know your history now 
So you can see now 
Where you wanna sow your seeds now 
Where you wanna sow your seeds now
Hey ey ey
Hey ey ey 

Gonna build on that which went before I 
Try and build on that which went before I 
Never knew who I was 
Dem try and control my 
Never knew who I was 
Dem try and control my
 Destiny with suppression and lies 
Deny that my ancestors were wise 
Revise my story with your wicked eyes  so others will despise 
And overlook the great civilizations that my people built 
Likewise likewise likewise

Unaware of history your destined to repeat it 
Only hear deceitful stories and we’re likely to concede to it 
Take away the leaders from our culture to unseat it 
Take away our dreams from our spirit to defeat it 
Replace dem with your poor role models and everyone believes in it 
Replace dem with your hopelessness and everyone perceives it 
But Jah lion shines bright in us and we only need to see it 
Jah lion is shining bright in us and all we need to do is reveal it

Sow Your Seeds

Alpha Roots, Chiefo, Fady, bitzone, Lady of Fire Poetry, Wou-Wou, Russ & CK - Sow Your Seeds

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/far-from-way.html

Far From The Way

The misanthropic urge is an urge of defeat, and the urge to be defeated. Of all our various trappings and flaws, our biggest mistake is in not believing in our own capacity for growth and kindness.

We Are More

Instrumentation and composition by https://soundcloud.com/user-936947521 
Vocals and lyrics by conover
Guitar solo by https://soundcloud.com/matt-warnick-58962582 
© 2020 Conover/Beelaard

Just pull the car around.
And please let us know when your due to arrive.
cause they'll be dancing in the street.
from the moment you arrive.
It's been such a long time
Since I've held you

And they we drive along the ocean with your hair undone
and your suitcase strapped firmly on my back. 

And so we drive and drive and drive and drive
And so we drive and drive and drive and drive
And so we drive and drive and drive and drive

Just pull the car around.
And please let us know when your due to arrive.
cause they'll be dancing in the street.
from the moment you arrive.
Just pull the car around.
And please let us know when your due to arrive.
Just pull the car around.
And please let us know when your due to arrive.
cause they'll be dancing in the street.........

Pull the car around Beelaard, Warnick & Conover

Dont' Give Up

Fly On

Gurus in Drag at Cosmo's Factory 

I took Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Proud Mary" and the Beatles' "Ballad of John and Yoko Ono" and morphed them together into this bastardized 276 seconds of noise. If you listen attentively you will hear the ghost of Ike Turner singing along with me word for word. It was a chilling experience having Mr. Turner in the studio with me while laying down the vocal tracks. The lights flickered the entire time.

Left a good job in the city
Workin' for the man ev'ry night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleepin'
Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been

Big wheel keep on turnin'
Proud Mary keep on burnin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin' down the river

Standing on the dock at Southampton
Trying to get to Holland or France
The man in the mac said
You've got to go back
Man, they didn't even give me a chance

Christ you know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are goin'
I'm gonna crucify me

The way things are goin'
They're going to crucify me

Oobladi Ooblada

Saving your money for a rainy day
Giving all your clothes to charity
But don't you know that when you die
You can't take nothing (with you) but your soul

Gurus in Drag at Cosmo's Factory (feat. The Ghost of Ike Turner)

Wheel of Arms

The great hidden secrets are knowable only by those who have awakened to the iterative time stream. A traditional gospel tune which accidentally got it right.

Of The Next Revolution

Known Only To Him

Hear Me Out

The wonderful Frank Wilke has recently sent me a bunch of files for a new big project involving a heap of great musicians. As a warm up to this new project, and for a bit of fun I put together this little thing. Always a great pleasure to work with Frank : ) check out his stuff @brass-lines

Another Round Of Happiness - with Frank Wilke

Another take on this special song
Hope you enjoy
Steph

I Can't Stand The Waste (Remaster)

Please welcome to join Syntaleta community on www.patreon.com/syntaleta
Remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

A Secret Door

I have written this song for all people and creatures who suffer from the increasing resurgence of right-wing populist and repressive political systems

Lyrics in English:

The murderers are still among us
They are further called "Hinz" and "Kunz"
Are completely anonymous and nameless

Arisen from the womb
Who unites them in hatred of foreigners

White as a sheet in their souls
The heritage makes them great again

The murder legacy is now starting:

They may vomit again
Insulting, groping, staring at women
Ripping Jews Kipas from their heads
Shitting on PoC their need

Lighting homeless people at night
Inventing the Holocaust as a lie

Never again!
Turn off the brown light
Never again!
A mortuary house 
Never again!
Mass murder as a plan
The banality of evil is sneakily creeping up
Never again!
Never again!

The language is diluted
It targets the lowest instinct
Pretends to be "The People"
Invades the angle of revenge of bitter souls

Arouses envy of those who are at the top
And those who are supposedly getting better
Until a legimitation is created for them:

To kick, to beat, to torture, to rush
To sharpen the weapons against the alleged invasion
To pillory those again who think differently 
To swell the national chicken breast
To set nasty traps for those who are declared vermin
To ennoble the betrayal
To gag the deviants dead 
To wriggle themselves superiority with the tail of the power demon

Never again!
Turn off the brown light
Never again!
A mortuary house 
Never again!
Mass murder as a plan
The banality of evil is sneakily creeping up
Never again!
Never again!

Deutscher Originaltext:

Nie wieder!

Die Mörder sind noch immer unter uns
Sie heißen weiter "Hinz" und "Kunz"
Sind ganz gesicht- und namenlos

Entsprungen aus dem Mutterschoß
Der Sie vereint im Fremdenhaß

In ihrer Seele leichenblaß 
Macht sie das Erbe wieder groß

Das Mordvermächtnis legt jetzt los:

Sie dürfen wieder kotzen
Frauen beschimpfen, begrapschen, anglotzen
Juden Kipas niederreißen
Auf PoC ihre Notdurft scheißen
Obdachlose nachts anzünden
Den Holocaust als Lüge erfinden

Nie wieder!
Macht das Braunlicht aus
Nie wieder!
Ein Leichenberge-Haus 
Nie wieder!
Massenmord als Plan
Die Banalität des Bösen kriecht schleichend heran
Nie wieder!
Nie wieder!

Die Sprache ist verdünnt
Zielt auf den niedersten Instinkt
Gibt vor "Das Volk" zu sein
Dringt in den Rachewinkel bitt‘rer Seelen ein

Schürt Neid auf jene, die da oben stehen
Und jene, denen es angeblich besser geht
Bis eine Legimitation für Sie entsteht:

Zu treten, zu schlagen, zu foltern, zu hetzen
Die Waffen gegen die vermeintliche Invasion zu wetzen
An den Pranger zu stellen 
Die nationale Hühnerbrust zu schwellen
Den zum Ungeziefer Erklärten fiese Fallen zu stellen
Den Verrat zu veredeln
Die Abweichler tot zu knebeln 
Sich mit dem Schwanz des Machtdämons Überlegenheit zuzuwedeln

Nie wieder!
Macht das Braunlicht aus
Nie wieder!
Ein Leichenberge-Haus 
Nie wieder!
Massenmord als Plan
Die Banalität des Bösen kriecht schleichend heran
Nie wieder!
Nie wieder!

Nie wieder! - Never again!

Nie Wieder! - Never Again! (Lyrics in English in the Intro)

composition, additional fixings, final mix & master of all elements & artwork:
Enigma Curry @enigmacurry

lyrics, vocals, their pre-mix & cover design:
Mariam Zohra D : Myrh

original instrumental here: https://soundcloud.com/enigmacurry/soaring

lyrics weaved from these four poems: 
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/02/24/our-work/
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/10/02/completely/
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/06/29/i-rest-my-heels/
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/02/27/once-we-were-trees/

OUR WORK
______________
Objects get lost
Thoughts vanish unfathomed
Feelings are so often disguised.

Chiselling off the surface…

In the grip of tools
our hope, like rock, is dust –
Almost soft.

Pound dried to packed dust
packed form to particle.

If this dust is not buried, lost in our fears
or tossed to the wind.
If the dust is rich with our will,
Our meal it shall be.

COMPLETELY
_________________
even though you’re free
you still have to offer yourself
completely

to me

i know you are free as the fleeting snow flake;
who knows your destiny?
who among us could judge your faith?

how can i be so dear to you?
how do you dare to be at my side?

even though you are free
you still have to offer yourself
completely.

I REST MY HEELS
______________
shadow is falling beloved…
this shadow of mine
is falling, finally,
at your feet…

i have traveled far on mine;
and with my face to your bare toes, I rest my heels

ONCE WE WERE TREES
________________________
once when we were trees
up on the hill
our branches touched
our roots embraced
and together, we held the soil.

soaring root | myrcury

the instrumental of https://soundcloud.com/myrhyum/through-the-dark-mnt-myrh-muterial

(with some experimental differences)

guitar composition and vocal effects (own voice): @mynocturnaltwin

electric violin, effects and mix: @muterial

present in spirit, key to this coming about: Myrh ... taRka ... @myrhyum

Awaiting The Light - mnt | [myrh] | muterial

Another successful collab!

Met No Mates Ensembe on Soundcloud and we really liked eachother's music. After exchanging a couple of messages we decided it would be a good idea to try a collab.

And the rest is history !....

Hope you enjoy! - We certainly enjoyed making it :)

No Mates Ensemble + AlienXXX Collab #1

Laid back jam. Video showing on :-    https://vimeo.com/473220846

Coming Back

Coming Back     (Video on Vimeo)

At the window

Video Link - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yrkxj5NTA3k

BANG BANG BANG 
(DWS 2020)

She had a migraine that day
But said I could still stay
I thought about it and knew no other way
So I sat in the dark corner 
so I could see her next play
Just me and the dog and a life time to pray

With that gun in her hand she didn’t look that small
When she pointed at me I didn’t feel so tall
And she laughed and she sang
even as the first shot rang
if I could still close my eyes
I know she’d say again

Bang Bang Bang

Why she’s shootin' I don’t know,
but I just let it go 
I buy her ammunition 
just to keep from growing cold
and I’ll always back her play
in each and every way   
Till the boys in the white jackets come 
and take her away

Bang bang bang

Copyright DWS (2020) All Rights Reserved

Sheep Sunglasses

Bang Bang Bang

Thank you for all the Support!
@psychometal @followersofpsychometal @psychosmoker
======= Lyrics =======
If we have to go can we go together
when you're dead i'll write a letter
i set it on fire a tear from the eye
i promised myself that i wouldn't cry
i can't hold it back it's got me fucked up
drink all the drink and smoke all the bud
but it put me in a state of mind
i felt like dying 
all the mean while i'm sitting there trying
to get a grip on what happened
and why you are gone
will i be next cause this all seems wrong
------------------------------
Take away your life
why are you living
try to get it right 
but this ain't working
try with all your might
but you will fail
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Got a little problem guess 
i'll take some fucking drugs
doctor prescribed them
now i'm hooked no love
when i look in the mirror
i'm a total piece of shit
judge me all my life
but i still won't quit
down in a hole
there is never a 
fucking helping hand
down in my ways
but you don't give a damn
that's ok i'll rise from the ashes
don't need no help bitch
you're a disaster
when you're dead
there won't be no sympathy
evil motherfuckers change identity
------------------------------------------------------
Tell me is this real
i don't know how to take it
another day i snap
pick it up and break it
deep inside you hate
everything about me
------------------------------------------
tell me that i'm wrong
but you were never right
i know that it's gone
deep in the night
tell me it's ok
but it never was
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P.M.

Bad Things

Hooked

Hooked (Prod. PsYcHoSmOkEr)

Dear friends, after this long absence on social networks, I am happy to present this new track to you. A collaboration with a young singer with a golden voice, Junior Paes! 🎤
Junior Paes (Spotify): https://open.spotify.com/artist/5QXbj18w0pA11LB8Ss9txW
Junior Paes (soundcloud): https://soundcloud.com/juniorpaesproducer
Junior Paes (facebook): https://www.facebook.com/producerjuniorpaes
It was while surfing the looperman site that I discovered his accapellas, so successful and with positive vibrations. Immediately under the spell, I decided to create an instrumental in order to grant this famous accapella entitled "Come on with me". Many thanks to Junior Paes for allowing me to use his voice. I hope you enjoy!
KOE 🌍
❗*Published under license Creative commons license(CC BY-NC-ND)
creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/

Chers amis, après cette longue absence sur les réseaux sociaux, je suis heureux de vous présenter cette nouvelle piste. Une collaboration avec un jeune chanteur à la voix d'or, Junior Paes!
C'est en surfant sur le site looperman que j'ai découvert ses accapellas tellement réussis et aux positives vibrations. Immédiatement sous le charme, je décidais de créer un instrumental afin d'accorder ce fameux accapella intitulé "Come on with me". Un grand merci à Junior Paes de m'avoir permis d'utiliser sa voix. J'espère que vous apprécierez!

Come On With Me (vocal & lyrics by Junior Paes / see the description for more)

Music and mixing: Agapite https://soundcloud.com/agapite/tracks
Lyrics, vocal, mixing and mastering: Lukowig www.facebook.com/Lukowig/ twitter.com/Lukowig
Picture: Alexey Pavlov 

Au-dessus d'un ruban de papier bleu
ton regard se noie dans une onde invisible
ton visage dénudé demeure si figé 
et je reste à tes côtés affligé

Partant à la dérive vers un autre monde
déséché et aride vers une terre inféconde 
d'étoiles filantes tes yeux sont dénués 
et je reste à tes côtés exténué

Aucune larme dans tes yeux
aucune pluie venant des cieux
tes paroles se morcellent :
même tes lèvres se craquellent
Aucune larme sommes-nous trop vieux
pour faire encore des envieux 
nos sentiments mités s'étiolent
nul elixir d'amour nulle fiole

Tes doigts glacés ont glissé de ma main possessive
appréhendant dans la brume des rives lascives
des océans chahutants où tanguer
et je reste à écouter ton cœur fatigué

Si lentement ton teint de cire 
a enseveli tes lumineux sourires
tes silences présagent sans doute le pire et
las je reste à t'écouter respirer

Aucune larme dans tes yeux
aucune pluie venant des cieux
tes paroles se morcellent :
même tes lèvres se craquellent
Qu'une larme coule de tes yeux
avant de rejoindre mes aïeux 
une seule goutte comme un présent
venant de ton cœur frémissant
 
Pour mes larmes nulle fiole...

Aucune larme dans tes yeux [Agapite and Lukowig]

The stars are out one by one
The sun is set, his work is done
We stroll along this empty street
We write our story with out feet

Every time we fall in love
Every time we try to feel life
I in all its harmony
Every time we fall in love
Every time we heal the heartaches  
We do it gradually

Night spills our secrets one by one
Our inhibitions are all but gone
So take your arms and put them 'round
'Cause in your arms I feel unbound

Every time we fall in love
Every time we try to feel life
I in all its harmony
Every time we fall in love
Every time we heal the heartaches  
We do it gradually

One by one

© Odd Petals 2020

The Answer

One By One

The wonderous return of the creators.

Five steps (each one with two parts) progressing along 3 minutes thru different styles: rock, psycho, pop, hard..., and finally back to the psychopoppy ones.

Letra / Lyrics:

No siempre he estado aquí (soy imperfecto) / I have not always been here (I am imperfect)

Cuando tengo frío, o tengo calor, / When I feel cold, or I feel hot,
cuando tropiezo, me quemo, o siento dolor… / when I stumble, I burn myself, or feel pain …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

Me siento extraño / I feel strange
donde tendría que estar a gusto, / where I should to be comfortable,
y me reconforto / and I feel better
cuando me relaciono bien con el mundo. / when I relate well to the world.

Empiezo a pensar en el tránsito; / I start to think about the passage;
que no siempre he estado ni estaré aquí; / that I have not always been nor will be here;
que mi vida es un entretenimiento / about my life being an entertainment
en el viaje a otro sitio. / along the trip to another place.

Y descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
si la meta de todo lo que hago / if the goal of everything I do
es comer y respirar, / is to eat and breathe,
¿qué clase de razón tengo en la cabeza? / what kind of reason do I have in my head?
¿qué soy yo dentro de este juego? / what am I within this game?

 descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
y me pongo a pensar, / and I start thinking,
y empiezo a pensar… / and I start to think …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Rocky sprout", photo by Ruizzoidman

No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

Track shows a very delicate theme and a quite hard-riffed part, both alternating and finally flowing up to an endless symphonic dream (words are half a poem I wrote previously (not these, but lyrics below)).

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)  /  Don’t you wake up (Only a dream)

No... despierta... no... no despiertes  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up
no, cuidado... no despiertes, na na na na na...  /  no, take care ... don’t you wake up, na na na na na…
... despierta al fin y date cuenta  /  ... wake up at last and realize
de que todo ha sido un sueño, na na na na na...  /  everything has been a dream, na na na na na...

Una vez más, nervios y resentimiento,  /  Once again, nerves and resentment,
todo en mi vida es sueño, sólo ha sido eso.  /  everything in my life is a dream, it has only been so.

Y de nuevo, con el tiempo,  /  And again, with time,
incubando un nuevo sueño,  /  incubating a new dream,
me voy hundiendo en mis propios brazos,  /  I am sinking in my own arms,
me acuno, me canto y me voy acostumbrando...  /  cradle myself, sing to myself and get used...

Otro escenario, otros personajes,  /  Another stage, other characters,
la misma historia, na na na na na...  /  the same story, na na na na na...
que durará un día, un milenio,  /  which will last one day, a millenium,
toda mi vida, na na na na na...  /  all my life, na na na na na...

Pero sin duda vendrán a despertarme  /  But undoubtedly the laughs of people
las risas de la gente, alguna tarde.  /  will come to wake me up, any evening.

Y entonces, con miedo...  /  And then, fearfully...

No... despierta… no… no despiertes (…)  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up (…)

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)

AVANT GARDE | GUTTER PROG | GARAGE JAZZ

Some of our art is made on computers, some of it is made by hand. We are particularly interested in that gray area in between where you cant really tell. All of what we create here is one work laid out in segments, all connected. The Mystic Tape Deck universe is vast and explores all manner of adding meaning to our lives, while pondering meaninglessness.

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A Multimedia Puzzle-Story Of An Immortal Being's Struggle To Define And Exert Their Will Upon A Wholly Deterministic And Ambivalent Multiverse, And The Strange Cult Who Loves Them.

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