EPIC moments of Synaesthesia I love this, got lost in this while working as well..This is what Great art is.

This song is quite the awesome journey. Love the switch ups.

You both are so creative, always inspired by your creations, fantastic lyrics, perfect for the music and really puts me in a scene, love the ending, such a cool fusion of so many rock styles, love the psychedelic experience, great art, you both are amazing!!!,

FLOCK IS NOT AFRAID OF A PURPLE TOMORROW

The Harpy, is a powerful and charming eagle that inhabits the rainforests of Latin America. This work is a tribute to this great and majestic raptor.

The Harpy's Flight - Composition, Arrangement & Production by Jorge Inacio.

Album Spacing Time

The Harpy's Flight

Praise The Love Electric featuring Grant Watson on vocals

Satellite featuring Grant Watson

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All drums and percussion: R Thomas
Guitars, synths, scraping sounds, vocals, bass, lyre, slide lyre, lyrics: PS Perkins
Mix and master by PS Perkins and R Thomas

E'en that...

Who'll supply the shovels used to split the sacred soil?
And who will help the spirit shuffle off this mortal coil?
Who'll embalm the body, who will mummify the husk?
And who will sail the flaming ship into the drowning dusk?

And who will dig the grave digger's grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will bury them?

Who is going to drive the hearse and consecrate the wine?
Who is going to build the box from the gnarled and knotty pine?
Who will be the artifex to decorate the tomb?
And who will bribe the jackal waiting at the gates of doom?

And who will dig the grave digger's grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will bury them?

E'en that...

"In youth, when I did love, did love,
Methought it was very sweet,
To contract, O, the time, for, ah, my behove,
O, methought, there was nothing meet."*

But age, with it's stealing steps
Hath clawed me in it's clutches
Age, with its stealing steps.

E'en that...


*From Shakespeare's Hamlet Act 5

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Grave Digger

So juicy and so purple black
Profusion in the mortal stack
Relentless in their silent March
To dominate the universe
With a vengeance few can understand

Dilitants with good intentions
Were enlisted and abetted
The invasion from the Himalayas
Where they landed long ago
From the planet of the purple berry
In a tiny spaceship made of Gold

Sent by cosmic tricksters
With intellect and agendas
Way beyond our comprehension

Now they're in my backyard
Now they're at my door
Razor canes drawn for battle
Like Neolithic Swords

Some say the Cobbler makes it worth the Risk
But I'm not so shore.

Planet of the Purple Berry (Himalayan blackberry)

A remix of the fantastic https://soundcloud.com/sven-noon/gryy, aiming I suppose to 'reveal' it more

A video... https://www.instagram.com/p/CkEWvppgGgl/

Sven Noon - Gryy (muterial gleam remix)

THE BOY - I WANT YOUR SEX

Everything by THE BOY

From 4th EP "Don't" OUT on major platforms NOW!
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I WANT YOUR SEX

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Music & Production by Hobocop
https://soundcloud.com/metrocityrecords

Vocals & Art by Cosmic Keanu

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Not So Afraid

What can I say 
I don’t know what to think
Can’t shake this feeling
It overwhelms me

only solution
Seems to be
just to run away

That’s the way
I’ve dealt with
Everything before

every time 
I feel the fear 
and want to run away
I think of you
And I’m not 
so afraid

This tide incoming 
it feels so hopeless
There is no reason
No sense of purpose

pushed around so long
By things we can’t change
We feel abandoned
life has no meaning

that’s an illusion
Things are deeper than
we can ever know

There is infinite joy
Beyond understanding
Beyond the senses,
Living in the truth

Achieving this
no higher goal
grounded in being, unshaken
In pain and sadness

Content with whatever
unattached to pleasure
Gain true freedom
Enter absolute joy

Let go of attachments
mind grounded in the truth
At peace forever
Completely absorbed in God

Belief without faith
is a quagmire of doubt
never satisfied
In this world or beyond

Let go of attachments
mind grounded in the truth
At peace forever
Completely absorbed in God

every time 
I think of you
I’m not 
so afraid

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Wild avian goings-on at the spooky house on the corner.....

Flock Horror

In The Corner Of The Night

In collaboration with the poet Jo Richter @sonic-textures.

Single Lane

Part of the collaborative Mixtape album: Free Hands In A Blender
soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel/sets/free-hands-in-a-blender
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Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: Mahan Mahan
https://soundcloud.com/mahan-mahan

Vocals/Lyrics: Written and performed by: The Mysterious Decibel

Vocals mastered by: Mark McClellan

Lyrics:

All grows dim, time is winding down
My cheeks stay hovered over a puddle of brown
The voices outside of this cramped little box
These choices i've made to breed these cramped up blocks

The shit bubbles burst and trap all the flies
A concoction so twisted, Only someone like Bill Nye
Can decipher all these lies
Can scythe all of these cries
as this pit of stench boils in the middle of July

Out there the souls, eager for pressure to burst
Through their minds like a submarine tank submersed
Parades gather in the grass for the show to start
While these waves slowly rip my brain apart

A wetness caresses my hang lo mein
This water is rising am I going insane?
It tickles my demons but it feels so ripe
There's always a bit of shit at the end of the pipe!

I'm in a fecal position where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
Where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
The slimy hand of stench, Pulls me right down
In a puddle of madness, many shades of brown
NO NO NO NO NOOO!
Get a little taste of the waste in the swamp!

The Mysterious Decibel X Mahan Mahan - A Septic Journey (FREE DOWNLOAD)

close enough

I start this new album with better sound by means of one of my more beloved and evolved songs ever, a structured piece with progressing parts.

LETRA   /   TRANSLATED LYRICS:

BIEN, MAL (LLUVIA VIEJA)    /   WELL, BADLY (OLD RAIN)

Sí, no, ¿por qué no?   /   Yes, no, why not? 
estoy pensando que esto no es lo mejor.   /   I am thinkinkg this is not the best.
Bien, mal, ¿tú qué tal?   /   Well, badly, what about you?
de repente me he puesto a pensar.   /   Suddenly I have started to think.

El tiempo esparcido entre mis amigos   /   Time scattered among my friends
 es el más valioso cuando estoy contigo.   /   is the most valuable one when I am with you
Los ratos vividos estando contigo   /   Moments lived being with you
 son reconfortantes cuando estoy perdido.   /   are comforting when I feel lost. 
Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos,   /   I must search for them among my friends
tengo que encontrarlos, pero ya se han ido todos.   /   I must find them, but they are all gone already.

Fumando   /   Smoking 
tras los cristales   /   behind the windows
mojados de lluvia vieja.   /   wet with old rain
Recuerdos   /   Memories
 que me llevan flotando   /   carry me floating
 a estar con ella.   /   to be with her

Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos.   /   I must search for them among my friends

Tú, yo, ¿qué sé yo?   /   You, me, what do I know?
está lloviendo pero tengo calor.   /   It is raining but I feel hot
Qué, quién, ¡mírame!   /   What, who, look at me !
soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.   /   I am still who you started do love

Soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.  /   I am still who you started do love

ER13PB01 ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Prickle prick cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Bien, mal (Lluvia vieja)

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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