love the effect on the vocal in this one - really makes it more surreal to me.  very cool

this sounds  like an old record. in a good way. 

unbelievable/it's a Ripples/what the devil/ great track

this sonic sofa beckons us to recline. and we do.

Liking some dark touch to this hooking song !!

this is very familiar, well... without the vocals tho. but now, with them.... it all makes a lot of sense to me now.... wow

By Your Side

This song first entered my mind while I was comparing translations of the poetry of the remarkable Song dynasty poet Li Qingzhao.

	The attraction I have to Li Qingzhao's work is twofold - firstly: the sheer power of her expression, which speaks to me through each and every translation (some translations being so different that I often fail to recognize them as being the same poem) - secondly: her “Ci” poetry, is, for all practical purposes, songwriting.   “Ci” poetry began as lyrics to be sung to tunes both popular and original, not unlike the “12 bar blues” or “rock and roll” songs of the modern world.

	The imagery used in this song largely comes from her Ci poem “Banana Trees”, but should in no way be thought of as a translation - I do not pretend to have that kind of scholarship or talent.   It is, at best, a re-working of theme and image for a contemporary context.

	I do not know the original source of the cover art I have used here, but I found it at http://www.chinesetimeschool.com/en-us/articles/li-qingzhao/.   There are no extent images of Li Qinqzhao from her own time.

Lyrics:
        looking from our door, I see the poplars that we planted
	their green shadows fill the lawn
	their green shadows fill the lawn, leaves a-flutter in the breeze,
	in the quiet of the moment, they seem to share my thoughts

	they seem to share my thoughts, I recall a last farewell
	at the gateway of our home
	at the gateway of our home I listen to the sound, 
	in the quiet of the moment, to the rustling of leaves

	the rustling of leaves, a sound you’ll never hear again
	it breaks my heart
	it breaks my heart we can no longer share our thoughts,
	in the quiet of the moment, looking from our door

Looking From Our Door

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Looking from Our Door

One of my last few recording with my voice for my son.

Angel

Written by Natt an early morning on a shore of the Tasmanian island, massive hangover and remembering the days before when his longtime girlfriend, Fanny Assingham, left him for a case of root beer.

Music by Natt Brus and the Monomentals
Lyrics by Natt Brus/Christina Rossetti

Greatest Hits

Tasmanian Devil

Which road will you take
Left or right its yours to make
Which way will you go
Good or evil nobody knows
How long will it be before they set them traps for me
I don't know and I don't mind
Im gonna keep them all in my sights,o yeah
Strange faces that reappear
Ive not seen in many long years
Strange people I don't even know
They've come to steal my blood and my soul,o no
I had to call you the other night
Just to see that you was alright
I had a dream I just couldn't sleep
My heart was racing like a dog on heat
3 am im walking around
I think that they have already found me
Strange faces that reappear
I haven't seen in many long years
Strange people I don't even know
They've come to steal my blood and my soul,o no
Well I don't no if its wrong or right
Im gonna play my guitar tonight
You don't know me you never will
ill keep on singing just to get me through tonight

Blood And Soul

a song written, recorded and produced by bitStone

bitzone (electronics, bass, drums, mix)
stone catcherye (guitars, vocals, lyrics)

from their upcoming album, "Switch"

Broken Side

don't you like the broken side of me
you tried to climb my face but it's too steep

I'm in your head, don't forget
can't lie about what you said
I left upset in debt when
you bled, I bled to death when

I could care less for humans
oh, to be dumb as cement
I've been a failure since then
it's called commitment

don't you like the broken side of me
you tried to climb my face but it's too steep

and I'm a desert inside
I'm a mountain with no sides

I'm in your head, as witness
serotonin's my best friend
sings to me while I'm sleeping
she calls it sleep, I call it rest

I'm surging all my mind when
they'll all know I've been living
I've been expecting more than
it's called commitment

don't you like the broken side of me
you tried to climb my face but it's too steep

and I'm a desert inside
I'm a mountain with no sides

I'm the sky...

don't you like the broken side of me
you tried to climb my face but it's too steep

and I'm a blizzard inside
I'm a planet with no life

Switch

Broken Side

So So So (so) Long

Mixage: Fabrice
voix, guitare, basse, batterie, bazar: aDom
affût: Filoupe

So So So (So) Long

Started off simple then I got dragged off on a tangent, I think it works

Floating in the breeze (NaviarHaiku 350)

Floating In The Breeze (NaviarHaiku 350)

Composed, Arranged, Performed & Produced by Liam Boyle

Work to be Done

Work To Be Done

Your whole life - a social media horror show
I've seen things that I really don't want to know
In your face!  Like a wet t-shirt competition
Trying to resist but I can't help from looking

CHORUS
And I'm staying quiet
Over you

Take a pic and post it with preamble
You don't look good from any type of angle
All fake smiles but secret poison pen letters
Shut your mouth and respect your betters

CHORUS

Shrug my shoulders - I assure you  that I don't care
The type of thing that I wouldn't take anywhere
Its all on show like a wet t-shirt competition
Trying to resist but I can't help from looking

CHORUS

Wet T-Shirt Competition

We hadn't played in 9 month's so there was a little trepidation and blunders.

07/December/2020

The Moments /Live at Port Orange

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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