@tea_are_sea I'm glad you like it TRC. It's like a groovy little lark in my book. I think we did good. 

@tea_are_sea who doesn't love an ode to cheap beer? 

Ultra cool rock track! Psychedelic and captivating!

Hoss you're aching n trembling because you're drinking that nasty stuff; move up to Mickey's Big Mouth or Red White & Blue

Great use of space right here ; fabulous driving track. dig it 

hahaha. something tells me, that ive experienced this one in another setting while sniffing her majesties pubes

Collaboration on an international and inter-galactic scale:
https://soundcloud.com/natt_brus

Monkey Blood Lowdown https://soundcloud.com/monkeybloodlowdown
Barthaarschneider https://soundcloud.com/stefan-30-1
Nic https://soundcloud.com/nicklasf
Admiral Krank and His Mighty Band of Spacemen 
https://soundcloud.com/user-766619428
https://soundcloud.com/hebe-jebe

Natt Brus and the Monomentals

Monkey Blood Lowdown - drums, bass and synth
Admiral Krank - rhythm guitar, lead guitar
Nic - Vocals

Hell yeah!

Greatest Hits

Wild Creatures

Ah Be Yarım

Orig. Comp / Lyrics / Guitars / Bass / Synths / Production : Chris Dargay
Vocal Performances : Amanda Sanderson
E.O.S.
2020

Druids Grove

Here within the Druids Grove
Contains a Space - Above / Below
A Trace a Turn - Around + Round
A Travelling Channel - A River to Ground

A Fearless Place - An Ageless Taste
Our Company Keeps Extending Grace
We Bring You Here - To End All Fear
Present Yourself and We will Steer 

Follow in - and Believe Us
Never Suspect - or Deceive Us
We Give Our Trust - Please Receive Us
Always and Forever!

Druids Grove ~ 2020 *ft Amanda Sanderson

And so it came to pass that Natt Brus wandered from his home in Rock Springs, Mississippi to the West Texas desert. And there he did live among the Marfians and Terlinguinians and Winkians. And he came to the side of Mount Livermore and there spoke to the multitude. “The Law provides that an unjust man sit before the just members of the community who shall judge him. Verily, I say unto you, when compelled to go two miles with your fellow man, go with him one. For the gods do compel you to like your neighbor at least half as much as you love yourself.” And a child’s voice called out from the crowd and spoke to Natt Brus. "Teach me the law while I stand on one foot.” Natt Brus looked upon the boy and spoke. “The power of Indra’s fiery arrow compels you to make songs of hope in helpless situations, and of help for those beyond hope.” And it came to pass that the Sacred Order of Zoroasterian Gyrations did play a Motown style chord progression with the wholesome corniness of Tommy James and The Shondells.  

Lead Vocals, Harmony Vocals, Bass, and Synth- Nic 
Rhythm Guitars, Lead Guitar- Admiral Krank
Drums, Organ- Monkey Blood Lowdown
Harmony and Backup Vocals- Vice Commandant Dubois
Music by Natt Brus, Lyrics by Christina Rossetti, adapted and arranged by Natt Brus
©  2020

Hope For The Helpless, Help For The Hopeless

Vocals - Barthaarschneider
Lead Guitar, Bass Synth, Beats, Flute Loop - Nic
Bass, Drums - Monkey Blood Lowdown
Rhythm Guitars, Slide Guitar - Admiral Krank

Words and Music by Natt Brus (c) 2020. 

Ramshack Demon

"The Darkest Heart" by Amy Fear. My Fault Music 2020.

The Darkest Heart

Summer Rain

Happening all the time: mad rush to travel...even in these locked down times. 
Manic saxophones follow a flute dawn.... Electro-melodica /flute mayhem.
(photo of railway vent).

RUSH HOUR

A Swetexassippi Two-Stepper

Vocals, Whistling, Bass- Nic
All Guitars, Lyrics- Admiral Krank
Drums- Monkey Blood Lowdown 

Never Been Lonesome 

I’ve never been lonesome
Ain’t never been alone
You always come knocking 
Or calling on the phone
I can rest easy darling 
Knowing that it's true
No matter where i run 
there’s no escaping you

Listen to me baby, 
I must tell it true
I didn’t even know 
I was looking for you
You really get me worried
And give me a start
When i walk upon you waiting
And lurking in the dark

Why you gotta warn me
And threaten my life
When everyone knows
What you did to my cat 
I hope it wasn’t funny
Tell me you didn’t laugh
When poor little kitty
breathed his last

I’d like to try lonesome
Take my turn being blue
But no man alive 
Gets away from you 
I’d ask for mercy 
I’d beg you please
But I know it’s no use
Getting on my knees

Oh Baby 
there's nowhere to hide
My darling
I’ll never get out alive

Never Been Lonesome

Vocals, Keys, Acoustic Lead Guitar, Lyrics- Nic
Drums, Rhythm and Lead Electric Guitars- Monkey Blood Lowdown
Bass- Admiral Krank

A Case of Red Dog

A Case Of Red Dog

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

The ambush and ensuing all-out battle to defeat the Blob That Ate East Texas.


In lieu of the usual art, I've decided to include this lovely wedding photo of myself and Mrs. Krank. 

To The Last Man (Battle the Blob)

Vocals, rhythm guitar, lead guitar, bass- Nic
Drums- Monkey Blood Lowdown
Lead Guitar-Admiral Krank 

Lyrics: Christina Rossetti, Nic
Music: The Monomentals

People are Food

People Are Food

die deutsche musikalische Hilfsmittel Geselschaft.ev  trägt zu Gehör, dicken dank Joerxworx, wieder mal eine Ehre

cat walk

Lunatics NR 10 Cat Walk

Vocals- Barthaarschneider
Synth, Loopty Loop Bass, Vocals- Nic
Electric rhythm guitar (left), lead guitar(fills)-Vice Commandant Dubois
Drums- Monkey Blood Lowdown 
Acoustic guitar, electric rhythm guitar(right,
lead guitar (solos)- Admiral Krank

Californian Califonts

I'm not average in the way I write
I'm not average in my thought
I'm not average in achievements
Though I'm pretty much self taught
Do I sense a bit of jealousy
When others don't have nought
I am not average

I'm not average with rhyming couplets
I'm not average in what I know
I'm not average in my singing voice
And I'm not average down below
Something's swelling more than my head
Which still continues to grow
I am not average

I'm not average as a person
I'm the second coming of Christ
And thinking how I look
I'm not average in my eyes
And I certainly wouldn't be average
If I was betwixt your thighs
I am not average

I'm not average

I'm less than average with muscles
I'd lose each and every fight
I'm less than average at talking
And I have diminishing sight
I'm trying hard not to admit it
But alas I think I might be less than average

I'm average in my lifestyle
And the way I style my hair
And if you did pass by me
It would be like I wasn't there
I need some reassurance
But you probably don't care that I am average

I am average
And I don't want to be average!!

I'm not average at boasting
I can cook the tastiest meal
And if you had my lips upon you
You'd sure like how I feel
But I have a pulsating paranoia
And its making me all ill
I don't want to be average

I don't want to be average!!!

I’m Not Average

When in Tasmania, Natt hanged out with his girlfriend Fanny Assingham and a surfer dude called Ginger. We don't know if it was because of his red hair or the fact that he over consumed ginger root beer.
The legend says that Fanny took off with Ginger and a case of root beer but no one knows for sure. The only thing that we do know is that Ginger ended up very sadly in the jaws of a shark when surfing the swells of the Tasmanian shores.
Natt had little to do with it says the Police report.

Music by the Monomentals
Lyrics Natt Brus

Tomato Surfer

THE REVENGE OF THE TOMATO SURFER

In the distant Subert Humlin, Gory Rallagher, Sank Frinatra, and Dats Fomino Galaxies, Her Majesty's Royal Intergalactic Empire is under siege by the sinister Khazargonians and their elite squads of shock troopers- the Jearl Pamians and Goundsardenians. Her Majesty has commissioned an elite force led by her three of Her Majesty's Space Navy's finest officers with several primary objectives, chief among them was the following directive: to combine the great tones of surf and fifties rock... with disco!
These elite officers are:  Admiral Krank of the SS Belgrade (Guitar, bass, beats, intergalactic espionage and assassination by exploding cigars); and Captain Mirth of the SS Zagreb- (Guitar, piano, synth, beats, and advanced thermal detonation). And our very own clockwork man on the drums, Mo Sheen (https://soundcloud.com/user-424452711).  Unfortunately, despite bravely serving Her Majesty's Space Navy, Vice Commandant Dubois has been court martialed and convicted for conduct not befitting an officer and counterfeiting baseball cards, stripped of his command of the SS Budapest, and dishonorably discharged from Her Majesty's Space Navy, though certain recordings of his guitar, synth, bass, beats, and forward deployable laser blasters remain here memorialized for posterity. Let it be known that though he has sunk to the very depths of ignominy, we wish him well in his new venture, the Spandex Spanktroverse.

Here you see the last confirmed photo of the legendary songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, philologist, polyglot, love doctor, humanitarian, autodidact, amateur massage therapist, expert woodworker, cattle rancher, and faith-healer, Natt Brus. He was born Bruce Knotts in Rocky Springs, Ms in 1942. In 1964, Knotts founded a small communal musical and religious society- the so-called Sacred Order of Zoroastrian Gyrations- in Marfa,Texas. By 1967, the commune was making headlines as a “cult” devoted to the ritual sacrifice of alpaca and shetland ponies. On the run from the Texas Rangers and the Federal Bureau of Investigation, he assumed the alias ‘Natt Brus” and escaped to the Swedish wilderness. There, he began his search for what he called the “Monomental.” After penning his autobiography and manifesto, Brus and his mistress Fannie Assingham disappeared in his spruce, tarp and chicken wing biplane, leaving nary a trace. 

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. In April 2020, a purported manuscript of his autobiography surfaced on the black market of Cairo alongside lost scraps of Gnostic scripture. An ad hoc international consortium of scholars determined that this manuscript of Brus’s life’s work- which he called The Nekkid Truth of Natt Brus- was indeed authentic. However, the work’s most important chapters- those disclosing the true nature of the monomental and its attainment- were not written in Latin letters, but a strange kind of coded musical notation decipherable only by those initiated in the esoteric traditions of Brus’s own Sacred Order of Zoroastrian Gyrations. The international consortium, under the aegis of the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization, immediately commissioned an international collaboration with two express aims: 1) to commit the unrecorded compositions of Natt Brus to a permanent sound recording medium; and 2) to translate Natt Brus’s Theory of Ultimate Monomentality to sound.  

These collaborators are the bearers of the seal of the Sacred Order of Zoroastrian Gyrations and holders of its secret teachings. They include:
Barthaarscheider https://soundcloud.com/barthaarschneider
Monkey Blood Lowdown https://soundcloud.com/monkeybloodlowdown
nic https://soundcloud.com/nic_nic_nic
Admiral Krank https://soundcloud.com/user-766619428
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A Case Of Red Dog

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