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Yutaka Uchida drums...Laurent Medelgi guitar...Joe Burcaw  bass

All Man's Land

All Rights Reserved April 23, 2020

Artwork by Walter Piehl  

The rodeo’s in town
You gotta head on down
And check out at all the painted faces
Just head on down the line
To places you will find
Will ease the memories and traces
 
The things you say I can’t believe it
Tell me one more time
 
Just head on down the line
To places you will find
 
Come in out of the cold
The tokens bought and sold
No longer held in long embraces
You came into the room
In ended all too soon
As if there were no time and spaces
 
Tell yourself if you believe it
Listen to the sound
 
You came into my room
It ended all too soon
 
The rodeo’s in town
You gotta head on down
And check out at all the painted faces
Just head on down the line
To places you will find
Will ease the memories and traces
 
The things you say I can’t believe it
Tell me one more time
 
Just head on down the line
To places you will find
 
The rodeo’s in town
You gotta head on down…

The Rodeo's in Town

sessions 46

Love
your bones
lift the skies up
on your own

Oh do your best to breathe in
hold tight
well if you walk on water
I can hold the tide

When you live in a world of black and white
When you live in a world of black and white

You could turn the sky grey blue
know not what the things you do
May the silent screams be gone

When you see the world in black and white
When you live in a world of black and white

You can pick me up again
I'll won't break
All my insides 
falling into place
All your truths be told

You can clear the Scottish rain
not today
oh my light my guide
scream rainbow stains
All your greys are gold
All your greys are gold

Life in black and white

Lenambient_Troton from Abandoned Zone album https://lenambient.bandcamp.com/album/abandoned-zone

Abandoned Zone

troton

19/November/2020

Balls

"I suffer from
A nasty case
Of bad
Bad reputation
To live up to

These days
It's hard to tell
The difference
Between reality
And make believe
And make believe

J'ai une mauvaise 
Réputation
À faire valoir
Si le président
Bidon veut
Vous shooter
Du plomb
C'est pas moi qui ira 
Le crier
Sur les toits"

extraits
DanleMiel - janv.21

BAD REP

For some reason I always think about the person in this image when I think about this song. I used to see him at the same time each night - around 3am - as he walked towards the train station in Springwood. He had a really big limp and watching him walk was a hard thing to do (although of course how hard was it for him to actually walk like this each night??). I was driving a delivery van at the time and I would often pass him along the main street as I headed towards my next delivery which was maybe 2 or three hundred metres further down the street. Quite often I would have finished my delivery - unloading the van and locking up the place I was delivering to - by the time this guy caught up to me again, so maybe 10 minutes had passed for this stoic looking person to travel that short distance. I often wondered if I should have offered him a lift each night when I passed him (I should note I often didn't actually have room for him in the front seat!) but how would he have reacted to that even if I could have? Grateful? Offended? Ashamed? Perhaps he was just used to carrying that cross he bore each night?

Fade

Originally a poem by Ciaran Parkes
      put to music by Firecat9

   eventually the track was tortured by Rightly

thereafter, performed by Firecat9 and Rightly

______________________________

wolves

we fall back on clichés at times like this,
I'd rather fall back with you instead,
on to the footpath, we could talk things over,
a forest of people moving over head
but you don't want a little world,
an everywhere scenario, or not with me, not now

besides your hurrying for work and the words we use,
aren't words so much as cries,
just random sounds for all the stuff
we can't talk about, not yet,
but you don't want a little world,
an everywhere scenario, or not with me, not now

not words so much as wolves
they hide behind the sunlit city buildings,
getting closer, dodging through the traffic and the crowds,
they gather in a circle round us,
howling, howling, howling, and when you leave,
they follow me back home

w o l v e s

Noxantes
Limba- Guitar, Vocals
L. Davis- Guitar, Bass, Percussion, Vocals

Noxantes, are an Alternative Rock duo, our creative energy starts with lyrics/themes that begin the inspiration of each track. We both have always been drawn to songs with strong or interesting lyrics and meaning, since a young age those songs have gotten the main songwriter through life and kept everything together in the not very stable conditions he was brought into. The lyrics and feelings conveyed gave the songwriter something solid to hold onto. 

 In our songs they come from our personal experiences and observations; from there, we create the musical backdrop and hope we get the emotions across. We’ve found some stability through each other and have tried to keep it. Always doing what feels right and pushing the boundaries of whats considered correct. Lots of things have not worked out or been easy, at the end it will be the creativity that keeps us going and has felt stable.

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