One of the most amazing soundtracks I have ever heard 🤍

Yes, also this version is a child of it's time!

Absolute masterpiece, my friend I love the tempo changes you are like Picasso.. Awesome display of creativity and talent. I’m gonna have to pick your brain on this one.

Maybe that's why I like your music so much.  Same thing for me about being euphoric, but a couple of years earlier : )

This of course is a marvelous version of this song.  I came across it a few months back and after hesitating chose not to repost it, not because I don't like it enought, but because it's one of the few way overplayed, you know, along with Smoke on the Water, Hightway Star, etc. ... Thanks for this, I finally did ; ) ,<3<3<3<3<3

this is to satisfy my need for the music i was euphoric with when i was 12-14 ( and still are)and played the lp'S and cassettes up and down endless...
this is the result if you give me the midi files and some weed
all making a big smile on my face
maybe tomorrow it's all gone
but that'S the Child In Time...

i hope its understood to honor Deep Purple!
And does Humor belong in Music?

noxpox - Purple Chilld Inferno!

noxpox - Rettungsdienst2

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Triple C.Killer or Duke (AntiCommunist Cowboy Clown Killer) lies on the cold, unforgiving table, the harsh fluorescent lights above him feel too bright, piercing through the darkness of his past that he can’t escape. The straps dig into his wrists and ankles, a reminder of the control he once had over others, a power that now slips away like sand through his fingers. It is May 9, 1994, and he knows that time has ticked down to its final moments; the impending lethality of the injection looms larger than his regrets. Near him stands Father Tommy, but in the Duke's disturbed mind, he is more than a preacher. This is Tommy Zygote, the enigmatic founder of Thrashing Zombies. The Duke chuckles quietly, the irony of seeking solace from someone who might turn his story into a twisted anthem not lost on him. As the IV needle pierces his skin, the Duke feels an unsettling pang of vulnerability wash over him. Memories flood in: the faces of the boys, the laughter that filled his home, now mere echoes of a haunted past. Once a celebrated community figure, he now lies bare on this table with nothing but shame to adorn him. “Father,” he begins, words slurring with a mix of fear and catharsis. “I didn’t know I was lost until they started to disappear.” Each word scrapes against his soul. He recalls the terrible grip he had on life, snuffing out the lights of so many young men, intertwined with memories of a stunted childhood where the shadows of his father loomed large, twisted lessons learned through fear. Father Tommy listens, eyes piercing yet strangely understanding. The Duke’s mind drifts, racing through 1970s Chicago, the bustling streets, the secrets whispered behind closed doors, the nights when he donned clown makeup to entertain children. In stark contrast, he realizes his mind housed a jester’s facade that concealed a monster. Heat from the lethal cocktail intensifies as he begins to shake, heart pounding faster. “I wanted to be loved, Tommy,” he confesses, tears breaking through his bravado. “But all I found was this emptiness… this insatiable hunger that gnawed at me.” Each moment ticks by, the weight of time pressing upon him. The Duke remembers the thrill of a hunt, chilling highs that flickered like distant stars, only to fade into the bleak darkness he now inhabits. The taste of blood and betrayal intertwines in his mind, recollections morphing into nightmares swirling around him. “I don’t want to die, not like this,” he murmurs, voice shaky and uncertain. “I wish I could take it all back. I wanted to be someone… anyone.” The IV fluid drips steadily, pulse thrumming louder against the silence surrounding him. “Your sins can’t be unmade, but you can find peace if you truly seek it,” Father Tommy responds, his voice laced with an odd blend of compassion and authority, something the Duke didn’t expect from the man he imagined was merely a conduit to the afterlife. Conflicted emotions swirl; how could peace exist when he has sown chaos? The seconds stretch as if mocking him, every tick resonating within the confines of his torment. As the final wave of the drug courses through him, the Duke’s resolve softens; he feels a strange acceptance settle in, the fabric of his existence unthreading, revealing the faces of his victims one last time. “I’m sorry,” he gasps, not just to Father Tommy, but to the universe, to the innocent lives extinguished by his hands. The world fades, colors dulling like a scene from one of those horror films he admired. “Forgive me,” he whispers, surrendering to the oblivion that beckons him, drowning out the remnants of his broken psyche as death embraces him like a lover he never knew. In those final moments, the tortured mind of the Duke falls silent, enveloped in darkness, leaving behind only echoes of questions reverberating through the void. Tommy leaned down and sung, "You anticommunist motherfucker, Elizabeth Proctor was innocent".

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Tripple C Killer

Triple C.Killer.

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Farewell, the new album by Turkish producer Sinemis is an elegant and elegiac electronica-imbibed techno that mourns the loss and devastation of the 2022 Turkiye-Syria earthquake, out via Injazero Records on May 2nd.

Pre-order: https://sinemis.bandcamp.com/album/farewell
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Back from weeks in Hospital!!!
WELCOME you TO OUR NEW ADVENTURES now on page 14!!! 
99% uploaded this means NOW on page 15!!!https://soundcloud.com/noxpox15
NEW LONG PLAYER ALBUM OUT NOW!!!
https://noxpox.bandcamp.com/album/manual-for-a-bad-mood 
Collabs are welcome!
My Harddisc where lots of my synthezisers and instruments were installed crashed...i lost most of my backup files from my projects
this will take me some time to install it all on a new disc...some will be lost forever only remaining here on soundcloud! 
New Album out!!! Free Download single tracks!
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Dandelion Radio's DJ Mark Cunliffe played a Collab by noxpox & The Windscale Blues Experiment at 1:40:40 and tells about us at 1:45:40
https://www.mixcloud.com/DandelionRadio/mark-cunliffe-202402/
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you truly can unfollow the old pages
for there won't be new material on them
If you want STEMS of any track of me just direct message me!!!

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