powerful and emotional track. This reminds one of so many great bands. Yet, your song is totally unique🤟🤟🤟❤️

Superb production.  Precise execution.  Cool lyrics.

deine Stimme und alles zusammen🎸🎤🎶kann mich nicht davon lösen . 🫶💥

absolutely amazing! this reminds me in the best way on metallica awesome vocals and perfectly written and produced

If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
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Hold out, it's running down my back
What I stand for in myself, I'm feeling under attack
On the edge now, on the edge now
Shut down, the peace inside of me
Inner self is all but here, it's not a pleasant scene
You see now? You see now
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Drifting, further out
Away from your vibes that you're putting out
The bad energy, it flows
Stuck out in the storm
Caught in the rampage that you have poured on
Me now, me now
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If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
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Prides gone from the way
You always beat me down and you do it again
I said high strung, the games you play
I always get back up just to do it again
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Now I'm seeking solace
Inner thoughts, provoking words, I need some self defense
Secure, how? Secure, how?
Tasteless, the way you do me wrong
In myself, I'm all but here, oh yeah, I'm fucking gone
A ghost cloud, a ghost cloud
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Drifting, further out
Away from your vibes that you're putting out
The bad energy, it flows
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If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
----------------------------------------------------
If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
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Prides gone from the way
You always beat me down and you do it again
I said high strung, the games you play
I always get back up just to do it again

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HAGE PARADISE

Lyrics
talk
if you want to avoid the worse
i can let you live
or let you die

talk 
i want the whole truth
you need to understand 
that it s no time to die 

I must save the world 
from those filthy beings
i have to diffuse that bomb 
just in a few seconds
i live surrounded with bombs
red , brown or blonde
just remember my name !
my name is Bond .. James Bond 

talk
you know like me 
that you'll never say again 
 you'll escape me

talk 
you know you're wrong
to keep protecting 
the man with the golden gun 

I must save the world 
from those filthy beings
i have to diffuse this bomb 
just in a few seconds
i live surrounded with bombs
red , brown or blonde
just remember my name !
my name is Bond .. James Bond

My Name Is Bond (translated lyrics)

My precious cat, Socsana, passed away on May 22, 2022 at the age of 16.  On her birthday, August 1, I was still grief-stricken and wrote this song.  It's been very difficult to finish but I thought someone might be hurting for their fur baby this holiday season and find some comfort in knowing they are not alone.

Socsana

THE SEA WAS WATCHING US

modern day

photos are memories I keep within my mind
stored in the basement in a crate I’ll never find
songs are the stories and the places I have been
authored before this mental knot I’m tangled in

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears

poets and prophets weave our words into their art
read in dramatic mien and spoken from their heart  
unseal the parchment let the words escape their cage
left with a book with seven hundred empty page

styles we made are old and frayed 
where all the past is filed away
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
the sky is wet with ink

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears
modern day is bland and beige
remembrance of the golden age
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
my heart is black as ink

Modern Day

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually, as part of a future solo album)

Greetings my SC friends. I have a fun one to share with you today. In fact, it might exceed the legal limits for perky and quirky… so don’t go driving under the influence. :D

So here we are, choking down the remainder of January 2023 (try it with the honey mustard. It goes down a lot easier). Here in the US, many of us are trying to make the most of this potentially quieter year, as we count down to what I like to call Apocalyptageddon (otherwise known as the 2024 Presidential Election).

Despite (or perhaps in the face of) the ‘OMGHOLYSHITARGH!!!’ going on everywhere, I’m seeing the most interesting evolutions in this community. And it’s not just me noticing this. I’ve recently read quite a few comments about how much people have grown creatively. I’m seeing huge strides in the musical skills and songs of so many of our SC friends, many in just the past year. And I have a theory for why that is… and I am prepared to demonstrate…

Imagine for a moment that you are a human being with feelings. Someone comes up to you and says “I love who you turned out to be. You have a great mind and a great imagination. Your creations are quite magical. And I really want to spend more time in your space, seeing what you do next.”

If you’re like me, and I know I am (line blatantly stolen from a favorite MST3K), positive reinforcement like that is tremendously motivating. I can’t wait to get back to my creative space to see if I can make something even more awesome the next time. I know to a certain degree, that’s just me feeding my ego. But let’s face it. Ego is the Operating System we have been provided in this lifetime; and it does love to feed (it’s overfeeding that leads to bloating, so just try to keep to healthier serving sizes).

Now imagine again that you are one of those peeps with feels. Someone comes up to you and says “You suck. You’re worthless. You always will be.”

I personally find this slightly less motivating. And if you already have a less than ideal self esteem, that kinda crap sinks in deep and destroys confidence.

I think the point I’m trying to make is, the human experience isn’t meant to be a hermit-like adventure. I’m pretty sure loving ourselves for just being us may be one of the highest achievable goals. But as long as the ego is in the pilot’s seat, we need interaction (both verbal and physical). We need validation. We need to feel like our lives are meaningful. And we get that from each other. But it’s important to remember a subtlety… we also have the privilege of giving that to each other. And giving might actually be more beneficial to the soul than getting, where this gift is concerned.

This is where so many of you come in. You are the kind and loving voices, letting people know they’re doing great. You take the time to remind them, their creative explorations are worth the effort. Many of you motivated me to try harder through positive reinforcement, and even direct guidance. And I happily watch as you continue to do the same for the folks just starting up. You’re a beautiful bunch of people, and I admire you greatly. 

So please, you wonderful souls, keep doing what you’re doing; both being creative and being supportive. We all benefit from the kindness this group generates. We are all inspired to be better people through the actions of those who help us out along the way. You are all a huge positive influence in my life, and I hope I can be the same for you. Let’s make 2023 obnoxiously loving, friendly and funny. Let’s brighten this world again, dancing naked on the dining room table, a rose clamped tightly between our teeth.

I hope you enjoy my latest sonic meandering ‘Choosing Our Own Adventure’. :)

WTF! The Musical

Choosing Our Own Adventure

Super stoked to be working with my good friend and awesome guitarist and composer, Per Jensen aka PJ Project (https://soundcloud.com/user-474544459) in our first collaboration.

Guitars: PJ Project
Original Composition, mix/master: Electrometis
Vocals: Megan (Ghosthack)

Free download if you like it :)

Thank you for listening ♥

Save Me From Myself

Save Me From Myself (feat. PJ Project)

The Valuable Friends:

@janinelevinson - Incredible Vocals and Voice Effects
@rick-4-1 - Beautiful Drums
@phil-mcwalter - The Other Stuff

WAITING FOR THE RAIN

And the vines abide
And lean on old familiar ways
From Hadrian to the Satellite Empire
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill

The hidden lines and lives
Walk their natural time above the plain
From hill fort to the bunkers underground 
The hill can quicken up your pulse
Standing on Dryhill
You can taste it on your breath
Standing on Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Waiting for the rain 
Waiting for the rain

Aeons old and yesterday
In a scintillation (Standing on Dryhill)
A breathless moment under 
The curious twinkling stars (Standing on Dryhill)
The water moves beneath us
It moves below the ice

(below, be-low)

A long-gone, summer swift scream
The hill is not dry
The vines do not wither
Rippling the waters of our many lives
The heart of the hill 
Beats on
Pushing the sleeping rabbit to awake and run (run, run, run)
Seize the seasons
Hang the reasons
In a thousand years the hill will not remember us or its many names…
Our heads boiled, eaten down to the white bone

And the vines abide
And lean on old familiar ways
From Hadrian to the Satellite Empire
You can feel it in your soul
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill
Standing on Dryhill
Waiting for the rain
Standing on Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Waiting for the rain
Waiting for the rain

Standing on Dryhill…

Phil McWalter Jan 2023
Recorded at Dryhill, Upper Rissington, Coventry and California
Art: My own manipulated image from the top of the hill...

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