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Cohesion was made between Christmas and New Years Eve 2020. This Songs give a good Impression of the Sound, which we will have mostly on the EP "Poor Mans Speedball"

Lyrics by Pierrot B.  
Music by Alexander A.(Guitar, Backvocals), Pierrot B.(Bass, Mainvocals) and Erik M.(Drums)
Produced by Lex Malone

Lyrics
verse:
Cohesion is just another useless word, of our wonderful selfish world
the greed have spread, a virus in our heads
hypocrisy and lies will be our demise

pre chorus:
why you feed your fattest child?
while a million on hunger die!

chorus:
i’ve never understood why the whole world is corrupt
I’ve thought we become smarter but we don’t
it seems we run away from the problems of each day
when i close my eyes you can’t see me, cause i can’t see you!

end chorus:
i hope when you close your eyes, your conscience will survive
and it will change your mind!

Cohesion

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My Dream

All of these dreams about dying 
and who are you trying to impress?
When the devil comes 
The devil comes
And you think you know the rest

I keep staying up all night long 
Just to dream of you
But my mind gets spoiled
And I think of songs
And none of them are ever about you

The dead man walking is in plain view
Just as you or me
There's the sun, sun don't go
Don't you remember lil ol me?

Confused, confess, we're all a mess
We don't know our hands from our feet
But dream or this infinite bliss 
my cold heart will never retreat

Yea I'm a useless
Useless wonder
It's a wonder I'm even here at all

Useless Wonder!

Mind Liberation

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So Good

Be yourself, don’t give a damn about what people think about you. Enjoy yourself!
* I would like to thank my friend Tiago for helping me find the way to finish this track.
Lead guitar: Tiago Almeida (@tiago-b-almeida)

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Dançando por aí
Num bar vazio
As mãos atrás do corpo
Eu não dou bola
Para o que você acha de mim
Sendo eu mesmo por aí
Fazendo mais do que me faz feliz
Eu vejo o teu tênis amarelo
Fico vidrado na sua calça jeans
E quando chega a hora de me despedir
Não quero ir embora
Sozinha num sofá velho
A vida faz sentido levando o ócio a sério
As luzes passam pelo teu sorriso
Refletem os teu olhos
Isso me faz sorrir
E quando chega a hora de me despedir
Não quero ir embora
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Dancing around
In an empty bar
Hands behind my back
I don't care
About what you think of me
Being myself out there
Doing more of what makes me happy
I see your yellow sneakers
I'm obsessed with your jeans
And when it's time to say goodbye
I don't want to leave
Alone on an old sofa
Life makes sense by taking leisure seriously
The lights pass through your smile
Reflect your eyes
It makes me smile
And when it's time to say goodbye
I don't want to leave
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Não dou bola

Inferno by Lloyd Khan

"Dante’s Inferno teaches that the true hell is not a place of fire, but a state of the soul lost to itself, where the weight of unexamined choices drags us deeper into darkness."  Lloyd Khan
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p9SVLvuHSbY

Inferno by Lloyd Khan

A catchy song about Sunny, a skater girl from California.

Sunny

Ever Felt Played Or Done Wrong? Well This Is The Song For You.

Life Of A Rager

P.R.O.V.E.

Mes vingt ans, l'insouciance, on mordait la vie à belles dents, rien ne nous paraissait grave, tout nous semblait possible.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T7AyQB2ISYM
Paroles:
Je commençais à peine à trouver quelques notes,
Toi t'étais déjà fan, tu riais de mes fautes.
Puis tu partais rejoindre les amis de ton âge,
Randonnée à cheval dans la lande sauvage.
C'est là bas qu'on s'est connu,
C'est là bas qu'on a vécu.
J'y pense encore malgré le temps,
Qui met des chaînes aux sentiments, et pourtant.

Comme on vivait, comme on s'aimait,
Comme le monde, nous portait,
A la lumière des champs de blé,
Chassant l'hiver, de nos pensées.
Comme on vivait, comme on s'aimait,
Comme de tout, on se moquait,
Riant du pire, comme du meilleur,
Songeant toujours, à un ailleurs,
Comme on vivait, comme on s'aimait,

J'ai fini par trouver un jour les bonnes notes,
Toi t'étais déjà loin, de ma vie de mes fautes.
J'ai peut être compris, un peu tard le message,
Tu courais trop sans moi, dans la lande sauvage.
Mais là bas tu resteras,
Toute ma vie comme autrefois.
Tu resteras malgré le temps,
Qui met des chaînes aux sentiment, et pourtant.

Comme on vivait, comme on s'aimait,
Comme le monde, nous portait,
A la lumière des champs de blé,
Chassant l'hiver, de nos pensées.
Comme on vivait, comme on s'aimait,
Comme de tout, on se moquait,
Riant du pire, comme du meilleur,
Songeant toujours, à un ailleurs,
Comme on vivait, comme on s'aimait,
Comme on s'aimait.

Christian PERUTI
auteur, compositeur, interprète


Lyrics:
I was just beginning to find some notes,
You had already been a fan, you laughed at my mistakes.
Then you would leave to join friends your age,
Horseback riding in the wild moor.
It was there that we met
That's where we lived.
I still think about it despite the time,
Who puts chains on feelings, and yet.

As they lived, as they loved each other,
As the world carried us,
In the light of the wheat fields,
Chasing winter from our thoughts.
As they lived, as they loved each other,
As with everything, they laughed,
Laughing at the worst, as well as at the best,
Always thinking, of an elsewhere,
As they lived, as they loved each other,

I ended up finding the right grades one day,
You were already far away, from my life, from my faults
. I may have understood, a little late the message,
 You were running too much without me, in the wild moor.
 But there you will remain, all my life as in the past.
 You will remain in spite of time,
 Who puts chains on feelings, and yet.

As they lived, as they loved each other,
  Like the world, carried us, In the light of the wheat fields,
 Chasing the winter, from our thoughts.
 As we lived, as we loved each other, 
As with everything, we laughed at the worst,
 as at the best, Always thinking of an elsewhere,
 As we lived, as we loved each other,
 As we loved each other.

 Christian PERUTI author, composer, performer

Comme on s'aimait

I thought that I would try working to a Drum & Bass beat and see what happens.

Drum & Bass Fishing (Ron Snyder) INSTRUMENTAL

🎤 Why I wrote this song

"Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)" was born in the middle of chaos.Not the cinematic kind. The real, raw, slightly stupid kind.

Sleepless nights. Half-finished thoughts. Conversations that ended weird. Too many tabs open – in my brain and my browser. I was trying to get everything right and failing gloriously.

But then something clicked:Maybe the goal isn’t to clean up the mess.Maybe it’s to dance through it.

This song is for every version of myself that thought “I need to fix everything” – and for the version that finally said: "Nah. I’ll just make something beautiful out of it."

It’s a love letter to the cracks, the wrong turns, and the late-night breakdowns that still somehow brought me here.

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Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)

Life’s a Mess (But We Love It) // NEW RELEASE (11th April 2025)

Guitars and Bass by Robert Grigg
Drums by Yamaha Keyboard

Little Big Bite

Treading i'm treading with no chart to mind,
Slipping i'm slipping, each twist redefined,
Shifting i'm shifting, a fresh pulse awakes,
A course unspooled as wonder overtakes.

Unmoor, unmoor, [unmoor]
Cast off that stale decor, [let it go]
Drift into margins unexplored, [off we soar]
Unmoor, unmoor. 

Turning I'm turning, I continue to roam,
Thinking I'm Thinking, it's a novel tome,
Leaving I'm Leaving, tedium grown stale,
We are seekers, unmoored, unmoored to sail.

Unmoor, unmoor, [unmoor]
Cast off that stale decor, [let it go]
Drift into margins unexplored, [off we soar]
Unmoor, unmoor. 

cc @monolithically "ooh a oooh"

Unmoor

Can you hear me
Is that the sound of my heart beating 
Am I alive
Is this real life
I’m floating
A piece of me broken 
A passing song
I think I’ve known all along

I whisper,
A shallow hope sifts towards, 
The warmth in knowing
But I’m frozen,
As I’m holding, 
Fading slowly,
From dimming light
Just out of sight

Tether me to solid ground
And let me share what I’ve found
In hoping, passing, floating
Glowing, weeping, growing
I’ve seen the depths deep underground
And soared through skies, wholly unbound 
I’ve spoken, broken, chosen
To be a knowing-

Am I releasing
The core of my being
Is it enough
Who can I trust
I’m falling
While secretly wanting 
A soft touch
A kiss filled with love

I cry out,
My body is hollow now,
This icy emptiness,
Claws at my willingness
As I’m learning,
No longer yearning,
It clicks into place
I think i’ve found my space

Tether me to solid ground
And let me share what I’ve found
In hoping, passing, floating
Glowing, weeping, growing
I’ve seen the depths deep underground
And soared through skies, wholly unbound 
I’ve spoken, broken, chosen
To be a knowing token

Don’t put the light out
One day I’ll come back home
Oh, I should’ve known
That home
Is alone
Oh, alone
mmm, Alone
mmhmmmmm

Tether me to solid ground
And let me share what I’ve found
In hoping, passing, floating
Glowing, weeping, growing
I’ve seen the depths deep underground
And soared through skies, wholly unbound 
I’ve spoken, broken, chosen
To be a knowing token

It gets a lot easier breathin’
When you are not missin’
The fear of bein’ human
Get a grip, are you stupid?
Yeah, it gets a lot easier
Why you missin’?
You stupid!
The fear of bein’
Get a grip or you’ll lose it
It gets a lot easier
(Really?) (Nah!)
Why you missin’
(Ugh, fuck!)
The fear of bein’
(Everything)
Get a grip
Get a grip
Get a grip

Spotify

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Staring At The Ceiling

“Natural High” is an energetic track about chasing joy, love, and connection without needing anything but the moment. With powerful harmonies and pulsing energy, it captures the euphoric rush of being fully alive — body, mind, and spirit — lit up like a spark in the dark.

Natural High

satanmakesshit

All Sorrow Is Gone

Lofoten Isles, Norway
More than 25 years as a rookie on my belt
Making music - in my case - is a creative exercise and something I like to do for recreational purposes, above all.
I love that anyone can take a guitar, their DAW, or whatever. Even just pen and paper, and come up with something special and unique that has never been heard or written.
This opportunity, regardless of experience and talent, to enter a universe and go places no one has set foot before, is magic. 
To draw a parallel to soccer, Im a non-league player, and would get attention for all the wrong reasons if I were thrown into a match with Salah, Haaland and the like. Still, by finding my level I can be part of an amateur team that serves a purpose in a local community, like a social meeting spot for people who like football - or don't - to come together, get into talks through a comment on a situation in the match and such. And you know what's coolest of all? Once in a while, when the sun and moon line up, I`m on a streak with my evening prayers or for some other reason have my day, I make this amazing dribble, then score a spectacular goal, becoming the local hero of the day or something. Those moments happen on all levels. Chances are perhaps even better on lower levels for this dribble to never have been seen before, since amateur football is not as controlled and professionalised as La Liga, Premier League, etc, leaving much more room for experimentation and individual creativity.  
I bet you had a few of those moments yourself, right? Send me a sound file, - soccer being a metaphor after all -  of your magic moment, it being a victorious match full song or just this cool detail you like, perhaps a great lyric line, guitar riff, or even cover art, all goes, so I get the chance to enjoy it too, thanks in advance! 
Cheers
Odd Roar