MTD Mixtape March 2024

Could Eckankar Help?

https://somethingtodrink.bandcamp.com/album/something-to-drink-6

Division S - The End Of The World

https://therorschachgarden.bandcamp.com/album/rain-culture

Rain Culture

The Rorschach Garden - Eyes On

Plays Henry Purcell

Raphael Rogiński Feat. Olga Mysłowska & Sebastian Witkowski Plays Henry Purcell - Music for a While

Fifty - Fifty

one who could fly.

guitar, uke and vocals by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman, pretzels malone)

there was one bear (on speed)

Heavy Metal Bigfoot

I am working on an album for this freaky lot. Why? Because it's a heck of a lot of fun. Trying to recreate some goth club memories from the 1990s. Building a band that should have been. It incorporates all sorts of elements from music I've experienced in various states of inebriation, leaving a lasting impact. And here I am sharing that experience.

Going back to early new wave... Proto shoegaze. Because this fictional witchpunk band needs to go through a whole evolution of different styles indeed.

The Cacklettes: Cobwebs

Some Celtic fun with my ukulele. It is a reel which becomes a jig actually but the 'Jigging Ukulele' sounds rude, my wife often says are you playing that jigging ukulele again : ) So I think it is reeling from too much jigging.....

Reeling Ukulele

eaters

It is to be noted that the music and melody starting at 2:25 and ending at 3:00 was written by Liam Sternberg and originally performed by The Bangles, and is from the song Walk Like An Egyptian, with new lyrics written by Ultrasonic Pest Repellent.


Lyrics:

Some people say I act like a zombie
Cause I remember stupid memes like Harambe
Come on, Acting really cool like you wanna be
The only thing I’m good at is nothing

Good at doing nothing
Good at doing nothing
Good at doing nothing
Good at doing nothing

Living off the smokes that I’m bumming
You call me up, and I say that I’m coming
But I’m actually just laying down sleeping
When the neighbours are fucking, I’ll go Tom-peeping

Good at doing nothing
Good at doing nothing
Good at doing nothing
Good at doing nothing

Got a broken nose, the scatman goes a-skibbity-doop doopity boppity bop
Listen to the tune, oh eh oh, you bust it out to the hippity hop
Arnold Swartzenegger was so cool before he was into politics
If you think this sucks, oh eh oh, pull down my pants, give me anal licks

Homeless guys with their fentanyl pipes, eh oh, eh oh, oh eh, oh oh, eh oh

Dying from the addiction

Good At Doing Nothing

A respectfully irreverent reimagining of Frédéric Chopin's Waltz Op. 64 No. 1 aka Valse Du Petit Chien aka Minute Waltz.

the first and last feeling is "helpless"
with a lot of "helpless" in between
I wish I could say
some things don’t decay
how I wish I could tell you
our efforts have value
but judging from everything that I’ve seen
the brave & depraved
the selfish & selfless
it’s best if we feel all festive & glad
given we range between
helpless & mad
yeah we'd better be
incredibly un-upset and un-sad
given the difference 
‘tween helpless & dead

my child, my sweet
my yellow-brown flower
when the woods gonna burn
not a winter can stop it
we’ve all got this 
suboptimal urge to control
but the what where when how
& why are not in our power
yeah, shut down the garden

the first and last feeling is "helpless"
then a lot of helplessness in between
I wish I could tell you
oh, one more rebellion
for wisdom & might
to make things alright
but lying to you 
will not change the theme

my love, my cold blue 
spring in the desert
when the sky’s gonna turn
not a beauty can tempt it
we’ve all got this contemptible 
urge to decide
and the stab wounds & scars
are not even a lesson—
we just muck about in our gardens

our first and last feeling is "helpless"
and it doesn’t change much in between
as you spin in your circle of fairness
remember to hum with the theme
how lucky regardless
of getting punched down
trees in the forest
enjoying their sound
so what does it matter how
tiny my reach?
as long as I’m honest
you’ll pardon my speech
the aimless & friendless
the babbling saved
the bumbling faithless
the child who’s behaved
we rhyme the same reason
we write the same song—
ain’t none of us has to be
helpless alone

Support Gom

Helpless (with Chopin)

I Dreamt I Saw A No Wave Band

Written, performed and recorded by Neli Coko, all rights reserved, 2024. Headphones welcome. 
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Thank you for listening :) 
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Lyrics:
It´s all so beautiful, it´s oh so beautiful :II
Your eyes, your smile, your voice, your mind
Your hands, your charm, your thoughts, your moods
It´s all so beautiful, it´s oh so beautiful :II
Your strength, your brain, your pain your doubt
Your back, your lips, your food, your arts
It´s all so beautiful, it´s oh so beautiful :II
Your words, your hope, your skills, your home
Your heart, your soul, your kiss, your care, your love
It´s all so beautiful, it´s oh so beautiful :II

Beautiful

Hand Maiden Of The Apocalypse  666

Feel The Happiness

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