What won't will us through this veil
against the tree's bark
along the crescent moon?
Pressed like leaves
entwined against eaves in the rain.
Voices speak but I cannot hear.
Sliced and dissected 
across tectonic astral tensions.

Over the airwaves
through the silvery stairway cafe
and up through the billows of smoke.
The only escape
through the hellish row
to the unknown.

Words by Riley Robinson

White Cloud

Cheeky, sassy, kinky and playful songs exploring several styles and themes: grunge, bossa, pop..
I write the lyrics and poetry you can find here, unless mentionned otherwise. Sometimes, I compose music and play the piano. When I use AI for the music, I mention it in the tags.
I'm open for collabs with singers, poets, writers or composers looking for a lyricist.

Dear friends, something strange is happening with this SC and I don't have access to the email associated with the account. I may create a new page in the future.   

Osatethe is a band name I created a few years ago. Opium Satan Death (deth) and the e on the end for flavor. I don't advocate for the drug. I just did it once and it changed me drastically. And I was really into metal music at the time, Satan and Death... 
    
 I've been recording music for about 15 years, on laptops. Staying with friends and family. I get a job now and again, but I always lose all desire and hate everything and go back to the music. Can't keep it up forever. I guess, but that's the way it's been. Bad relationships and it's hard to be genuine among people just trying to get through the day. So I stay away from it all a lot. Most important to me that I hold on to my reality. 
   
  Riley is a good friend of mine,  and he writes these unique poems, and it's a great privelage to sing them. I can record music quick and easy but lyrics take me forever, and I feel like he says better what I want to say. Down with society. Up with originality. Take it to the bank. Live from the heart. 
    
 Peace and Love 