MTD Mixtape May 2022

This song is about getting abducted by aliens and then partying with them.

Tyler Cressman and Ciroyelle-Lyrics and Vocals
Charles Buckles - Composition and Instrumental
Constricted Freedom - Guitar Solo and Production
lyrics
Darkest Night

All at once we were splashed by light
A sudden shock and we were stricken by fear
Feet leave the ground and then we take flight


So fast up we float and to their ship approach
The bay doors open to reveal our hosts
No way can this be another crazy hoax
Shit!

Look out the window, we’re in outerspace.
In a hangar find ourselves awake
We try to run but then they give chase

What the fuck do they want with us?

Lead us into a room
Dosed with something we can’t presume.
Their words we begin to comprehend
Now you have the wildest part to attend

Enter into a hall, welcome to the future the ball
The music has a tone to us yet unknown
With intergalactic guests, we dance above the floor
Don't let this soiree end, this ship it feels like home


The party rages to this very day
And in this place we decide to stay.

Rahhhhhhhhh!
credits
from Imagined Realities, released June 24, 2021
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Imagined Realities

Not Another Alien Abduction Story

Un petit morceau autour de la folie médiatique à propos du COVID-19...
A little track on the media madness about COVID-19...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qIZqa7dRK0Y

COV1DI9CHANN3L

Open Wonds
Silent Killer 
Yikes

Composed by Chuck Bucklez. Be sure to support his work. https://soundcloud.com/chuckbucklez

Lyrics are by me except Chucks spoken words

What I have noticed is that our shadow selves needs to be recognized. Understanding it goes a long way.

Open Wounds - Bestie & Bucks

The first of a selection of re-imagined versions of our songs.
This is a version of 'No One's School', the opening track from our 4th Album 'A Story of Your Broken Hearts'.

LYRICS:

We carried the flame
We waited our whole lives to light the colorful night
And we narrowly came so close to swords and knives
To fight the gullible fight

You copied a name you overheard in class
You thought that it made you sound cool
And you acted the same to everyone who asked your reasons for acting the fool

We cut our teeth in no one’s school, they never got to pull us under
We follow people’s orders who we idolize until we grow older

No One's School [reunion]

Good mouth feel, aromatic bouquet. Contains the essence of everything.

Story/Poem: https://mystictapedeck.com/songs/the-vintner/

Guitars, Bass, 17 string Lyre, Vocals, Percussion, Programming: PS Perkins
Drums, percussion: R Thomas
Mixed by PS Perkins and R Thomas

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LYRICS
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it's in the air it's in the seed
it's in the want it's in the need
it's in the bottle

it's in the breath it's in the word
it's in the mouse it's in the bird
it's in the bottle

All we sow
All we grow
Everything which ripens in the sun

All who bleed
All with seed
Everything is soil when it comes undone

it's in the soil it's in the root
it's in the stem it's in the fruit
it's in the bottle

it's in the stars it's in the sky
it's in the truth it's in the lie
it's in the bottle

All we sow
All we grow
Everything which ripens in the sun

All who bleed
All with seed
Everything is soil when it comes undone

it's in the will it's in the feral
it's in the still it's in the barrel
it's in the bottle

it's in the heart it's in the mind
it's in the stomach it's in the spine
it's in the bottle

it's in the thorn it's in the rose
it's on your tongue it's in your nose
it's in the bottle

it's in the book it's on the wall
it's in the jump it's in the fall
it's in the bottle

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Vintner

A couple of Charles Manson tracks melded together. "My World" & "Invisible Tears"

A Manson Medley

come find me in a perfect memory
wrong life with only one thing left to be
let’s turn back around and hide 
behind the summers of our youth
untide unlive unwelcome and undo
untide

changes swirl outside
cutting the anchors to our past
the old bakery gone, the old playground too
even our concrete homes collapsed

and what to do when each day speaks in a colder cipher
and the earth spins faster still?
the chips in the china—a sharp reminder
we’re past the date of our fullest fill...

untide
live in the rewind
untide
the more hopeless the more we try

come find me in a perfect memory
wrong life with only one thing left to be
let’s turn back around and hide 
between the summers of our youth
untide unpain unshatter and undo
untide

young wolves snarl outside
bleeding the mammoths of our times
our heroes shed their shiny skins
while theirs flaunt their flawed designs

and what to do when each day brings a harsher sentence
of the world in which you and I danced?
they don’t even unwrap our presents—
it is us they fight against...

untide
live in the rewind
untide
the more hopeless the more we try

come find me in a perfect memory
long slide with only one thing left to be
let those who are fools deny 
that we were wondrous in our youth
untide unlose unwrinkle and undo
untide

Support Gom

Untide

We collected €5151,73 to help Ukrainian refugees!
https://www.facebook.com/events/3130759347241686/

Benefietconcert Top Musici voor de Vrede in
Noorderkerk Amsterdam 1 April 2022
This is a live recording of my solo "Cold Wind" played during this concert.

Trumpet: Igor Iofe 
Organ: Cinzia Nistico
Sound recording: Amir Bar
Mastering: Igor Iofe
Photo: © Hans Thé

This is a an Armenian folk tune called 'Hovern Elan'. Traditionally it is played on duduk. In this arrangement I play it on a four valves quartertone trumpet with accompaniment of organ.

Cold Wind (LIVE in Noorderkerk)

Out of the Box April 2022
“Pour some cream all over my strawberries and I’m a very happy girl”

Fruit

From the perspective of the woman who anointed Jesus:



I humble myself here before you
Shatter the alabaster above you
A fire is burning
Testing
Renewing 
Consuming 

And it’s me and you
All of us
In the fractals
Over and over
And over
The patterns all over

My flesh is weak my spirit is willing

And I’m feeling brand new 
From your spirit let me see it
Show the dark but describe it

Eros philia agape storge 
Fill me up
Ooo
All consuming
Oil dripping 

Eros philia agape storge 
Fill me up
Ooo
Feelings spilling
I am willing 

And I’m feeling brand new

I humble myself here before you
Shatter the Alabaster above you
A fire is burning 
Testing
Renewing
Consuming

Shatter the Alabaster

UNUSUAL

Thanks for checking out my tracks. A song about counting the good things in life. 
Lyrics:
In the hot Everglades
I always seem to find  a cool place
That's why they call me Shade
(oh yeah)The money, it  rains down on me
I'm an anti-blues money machine!
You know I'm lucky
I'm lucky
I don't have no curse from a monkey's claw
No, I don't need no rabbit's paw
Because I am lucky

I went down to the crossroad
You know I was gonna sell my soul
The Devil said "Hey Shade"
"We just don't need no more"
I'm lucky
No curse from a monkey's claw
I don't need no rabbit's paw
Because I'm lucky

I can take a bad hand
Smile and bluff
The next thing you know
I'm driving home with your truck
I'm lucky
Morning, noon and night

I always seem to get the benefit of the doubt
I've had a million heartbreaks
But I always seem to learn a little bit more about
My fellow man
And woman (uh yeah!)
No curse from a monkey claw
No need for a rabbit's paw
I'm lucky
You Folks know that I'm lucky
I'm lucky

I'm Lucky

2nd track from Grundomma 
Grundomma is myself and my brother Glenn Ward. It's been a few years since we actively made music together...but now seems like a good a time as any. We live a few 1000 kms apart across Australia so this a file swapping exercise. Bongo features Glenn on rhythm programming, synths and sampling, bass and yours truly on Piano/keys. The track features samples from the 1970s/80s cult Australian Tv show Prisoner  (released in the UK and USA as Prisoner: Cell Block H)  that ended up playing in repeat on late night Tv for decades afterwards. My brother even owns the DVD box set Thanks as always for stopping by. Grundomma salutes you : )

Bongo!

Out of the Box May 2022
The place where there is no guide

Space

and they dream of a world that is their's to keep
and they know of the girls who pray and weep
and they dream of a fire that burned it all down
and they still see the priest in his velvet gown

and they know of the lord who was merciless
and they sang with the preacher in his fire dress
and they felt his desperate eternal loss
and they nailed his son to the cross

and they smiled when they took the dead man's blood
they were fearless when they faced disease and flood
and they sang his praise for the lord to hear
and they still sing and dance right here

praise

Praise

“To seek freedom is the only driving force I know. Freedom to fly off into that infinity out there. Freedom to dissolve; to lift off; to be like the flame of a candle, which, in spite of being up against the light of a billion stars, remains intact, because it never pretended to be more than what it is: a mere candle.”
― Carlos Castaneda, Don Juan: the Sorcerer

The Light of a Billion Stars

I would rather take my time, and smooth out the rough edges on this song, I hope I get the chance to remix it and make that YouTube video I'm dreaming of...I guess we'll see?

Mirage (FoolsRushMix)

Another track from my album "Delirium"...
Hope you'll like it ! :)

Gaucho Esperanza

written and recorded 2014 by andrew salvner (aka pretzels malone)

the track art is the torn up backside of one of my favorite basement chairs.  my cat verbal (who ain't here no more) would go to town on my basement furniture.  we had a deal, and for his part, he did a good job of leaving our upstairs stuff relatively unharmed.  the chair from the pic is honestly not all that comfy, but i miss my buddy...and when i sit there i like to pretend that he's behind me going to town keeping his shit sharp.

the song has nothing to do with my cat.  i wrote it for a friend.

them words:
you gotta be stronger than your heart.  because he swears to you that he cares for you, but he's tearing you apart.

bonus stuff:  (who hoo...bonus!!)

there is another very different version of this song.  the music is much faster and completely backwards.  and the vocals are completely different.  i made a video if you want to watch :)

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=812962368731206

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-tibBKFeNQ

the acoustic guitar and bass lines were recorded on 4-track cassette.  i moved the tracks over individually to my laptop using audacity.  i did a ton of editing.  i then added the vocals and beatbox straight to audacity (using the 4-track as a vocal amp).

the first half of my pretzels page is pure 4-track recordings.  recently most of my recordings are much more like this.  some kind of weird in-breed of cassette and free downloaded multi tracker.

that's all.  i hope you feel bonus'd.  :D

tearing you apart

written and recorded august 2012 by andrew salvner (aka pretzels malone)

wrote this yesterday morning.

the words:
you think you're strong, but you can't control yourself.

she won't hold you, and she done told you
everything will never be all right.

she won't hold you (and she done told you)

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