Geeshan

Hey everyone! "Sanctify" is a song that's very close to my heart. It's about finding peace and healing in the midst of chaos and uncertainty.I wanted to create a track that serves as a sanctuary for the soul, a place where you can escape the noise of the world and find solace within yourself. It's about embracing your inner strength and resilience, even when life gets tough.Through "Sanctify," I hope to provide a sense of comfort and empowerment to anyone who's going through a difficult time. Remember, you are stronger than you think, and you have the power to overcome any obstacle.So, if you're in need of a little sanctuary, let "Sanctify" be your guide. You are worthy of love, peace, and happiness.

Tasha - Sanctify

collaboration with Jigs Tripping who played and wrote the music,and gary hayward vocals, harmonies and lyrics.A great combination Gary Hayward from Australia and Jigs tripping from Belgium sound cloud fantastic that we can do this across the ocean.Artwork Alex of yack drone ./ ,Music sent to gary in australia by Jigs Tripping in Belgium,vocals and lyrics mixed at Ramrod Studios sydney mastered by Herman Kavacs

Floating On Air 1 (1) collab remastered Gary Hayward lyrics and all vocals,music Jigs Tripping

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Reality

REALITY

"GREY" delves deep into the shadows of depression, transforming personal struggles into a powerful rock anthem. With haunting melodies and raw lyricism, the track paints a stark portrait of a world drained of color, resonating with anyone who has faced life's challenges. The gritty guitar riffs and pounding drums amplify the sense of despair.

GREY

Lyrics:
(Wash nine Wash miles)
(Wash up on the riverbank)
(Hinges)

It washed up on the riverbank last night
A frail bodied, weean donny
Back scared on the shoulder blades
He couldn't speak a word of our tongue
So we took him in, gave him clothes
He hid whenever he saw the sun

The town called him a devil
A beast born in the words
They said he killed the first borns
With the famine a decade back
He used to have wings
And answered only to Samael

He seemed only nine years old
His face cracked like an abby arch
The fog cast a concrete spell
I new kind of transparent saint, he sat
With the face of a messianic, martyred star

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

But then he stood up, skin half dripping off
His frail body broke the rope
And dropped down from the bonfire
He crawled from the sun, the villagers fled
Half way through the woods
We found him with stubs on his back

He looked to the sky,
He aged a thousand years

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

His face contorted, he screamed out in pain
The nubs grew, the blood spewed
He raised in the air, the nubs grew feathers
His feet left the floor and he burst into ashes

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

ANTI MERIDIAN

“Noche y pirámide” se mueve como un sueño en cámara lenta: capas de texturas que respiran, ecos que se expanden como si buscaran salir de la habitación. No hay prisa, solo una sensación de misterio, de noche urbana mirando hacia algo antiguo y casi ritual.

Un track experimental y cinematográfico, con matices trip-hop y ambient, donde los sonidos parecen fragmentos de memorias pegadas con pegamento invisible. Perfecto para perderse un rato y no querer encontrar el camino de vuelta.

Noche y Piramide

Dies Irae — "The Day of Wrath" — draws its name and inspiration from the iconic medieval Latin hymn that envisions the Last Judgment: a cataclysmic reckoning where the trumpet sounds, the dead rise, and every soul stands trial before an all-powerful Judge. Traditionally sung at Catholic Requiem Masses, this ancient text has haunted Western music and imagination for centuries, inspiring giants like Mozart and Verdi to transform it into timeless works of art.

This reinterpretation takes a more critical and personal path. Rather than presenting the full, fire-and-brimstone narrative, the track distills the original into select verses — fragments that echo through the music like distant voices from a troubled past. The piece challenges the deeply rooted notion of God as a merciless arbiter, replacing fear with reflection. In doing so, it questions how such doctrines have shaped our inner world — replacing love with dread, grace with guilt.

The composition opens and closes with solemn church organ passages, framing the piece like the arches of a ruined cathedral. The final organ reprise, however, carries a subtle shift — a glimmer of hope, as if the weight of centuries-old judgment might finally give way to something more compassionate.

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DIES IRAE 

Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet sæclum in favilla.

Quantus tremor est futurus
Quando iudex est venturus.

Liber scriptus proferetur,
in quo totum continetur.

Iudex ergo cum sedebit,
quidquid latet apparebit.

(The day of wrath, that day,
will dissolve the world in ashes.

How great will be the quaking,
when the Judge is about to come!

The written book will be brought forth,
in which all is contained.

When therefore the Judge will sit,
whatever lies hidden, will appear.)

Horror Sacri

Dies Irae

Here I go again (again)
Lost in the spin (never ends)
Here I go again (on a wild binge)
On my knees again (try not to sin)

The night, my name
Drowning deep in this twisted game
Every hit's a step back
A broken track, a road I can't reclaim

Every hit's a chase, a phantom trace
Back to that first time
I wish I'd never tried
Smoking hopes, pushing dreams into the abyss far

Here I go again
Again, oh no, lost in the spin
Lost forever, never ends, yeah, here I go again
Bangs, bangs, can't stop, woo, on my knees again

Searching for a piece, rock, help me
Making free bass tracks
Headphones cracked
Fucked up PC

One TV
Spy cams watch me
Laugh when they see
Yeah

That's crazy
Still have two more bags, hell yeah
Should I throw it away? (No way)
Nah, fuck that

That's what I'm sayin' (Oh)
Finish it (Oh)
Here I go again (no not again, oh)
Lost control again (fuck it, dead)

Oh, on my knees again (me certain, bleeding)
Trying not to sin (fucking, whining, liar, liar, liar)

MY SCHEDULED BINGE

1996

I once overheard a conversation. A friend was saying "we're just women with too much rope".  I wasn't' entirely sure what she meant, but the phrase stuck with me.

Lyrics
Everything’s been easy at every turn
Too much freedom we never had to earn
Too much money, too much sex
Too many things going the way you’d expect

The light is bright, The day is long
We always had plenty of adequate dope
I never complained about what you did
When you gave us too much rope 

Too much coffee
Too much time
Too many options
To keep in line
Too much youth
In early days
Too much time and money
For the current craze

There were questions we didn’t need to answer
That was something that we never had to do
When things went wrong like they always tend to
There was always rope and it would pull us through

You must have made some choices in those empty days
Running up expenses that nobody pays
Did you think about it, was it something you planned
I'm not complaining I just don't understand

You gave us so much, thought we could do without hope
You kept us supplied with plenty of rope
Now it seems we're finding it harder to compe
With the bumpy ground and the slippery slope 

Too much nonsense
Too many rhymes
It's hard to hear
At the best of time
I never want to question
Who I'm talking to
Cuz the answers don't even sound
Half way true

There were questions we didn’t need to answer
That was something that we never had to do
When things went wrong like they always tend to
There was always rope and it would pull us through

All that rope seemed like a gift
I figured it would help me feel free
But I didn’t understand that rope weighs a lot
It’s weighing me down, it’s not letting me be

There came a time when it seemed to me
That this rope became a liability
Things that used to come so easily
Became tangled in their  complexity

For what you gave I felt gratitude
Now things have changed and now I have to conclude
Mabye we’d be better living day to day
If we didn't have this rope getting in our way

There were questions we didn’t need to answer
That was something that we never had to do
When things went wrong like they always tend to
There was always rope and it would pull us through

Too Much Rope

“Perfect Girl” is a pop song that captures the feeling of pure, innocent love, the kind that makes everything around you feel brighter. With uplifting melodies and honest lyrics, it tells the story of seeing someone as your whole world, not because they’re flawless, but because love makes them perfect in your eyes. It’s a song about devotion, joy, and the magic of finding that one person who feels like home.

Lyrics -

Love is the way
Living the day 
My heart trying to be the 
trying to be the one
to find that love 
Ohh your love 
Keep me close 
Keep me warm 
All night 

I wanna dance in the rain 
You are always in my heart 
Perfect girl yeah 
You’re perfect girl perfect girl 
I wanna dive in your love 
Baby you are mine, you so hot 
Perfect girl 
You’re perfect girl perfect girl 

You are the light 
Showing the path 
Lead me through I will follow 
I will follow till the end 
Ohh your love 
Made me light 
Made me right 
All night

I wanna dance in the rain 
You are always in my heart 
Perfect girl yeah 
You’re perfect girl perfect girl 
I wanna dive in your love 
Baby you are mine, you so hot 
Perfect girl 
You’re perfect girl perfect girl 

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Perfect Girl

L'impatience de grandir, la nostalgie de l'enfance.
Vidéo youtube : https://youtu.be/BeF8knbC_tA?si=gnsOlHDJxwXCxIPG
Une reprise que j'ai pris plaisir à réaliser.
Images : Sissi Lia

Plus tard quand tu seras grand - Aldebert - Cover

There is a beauty in imperfection and thats what makes us Human !

If I Fall, Let Me Fly

Doucet.

Please listen to the scientists.
Thanks to asianews.it, for the use of their image.

Cult

"Hey there, I'm all about owning my journey in this crazy music world. It's been a ride, with ups and downs, but that's what makes it real, you know? I pour my heart into my music, sharing my truth and hoping it connects with someone out there. I'm all about storytelling and lifting others up with my voice. I'm a work in progress, always growing, but staying true to me and my music every step of the way."

Tasha - Sanctify

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