MTD Mixtape October 2022

Some of my Soundcloud Favourites #50

Most Played By My Disciples ( The Fans )

Ten Views of Music Life

Take Me to the Mountain (Vardan Ovsepian Remix)

Seven Screaming Diz-Busters by The Bastard Sons of Dennis.
Album: Cosy Lube Turtle

Seven Screaming Diz-Busters is a cover song.
Originally released by Blue Öyster Cult on their 1973 Tyranny and Mutation album. 

Music and lyrics: A. Bouchard, J. Bouchard, D. Roeser, S. Pearlman

This arrangement by The Bastard Sons of Dennis.
Inspiration drawn from the Tyranny and Mutation and On Your Feet Or On Your Knees versions.
Recorded at 195 BPM. 

This song was always tremendously popular when performed live. There is a video here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=M93gHi3DNFM

The crowd were so noisy that the band couldn't hear a note they were playing and had to hope for the best.

Performers:
Derek Broom - vocals, guitar
Chuck Palmer - guitar, vocals

Derek's parts recorded and engineered at Wud Records Studio One in Exeter UK 2015.
Chuck's parts recorded and engineered at Wud Records Studio One in Central Europe 2020.
Produced, mixed and mastered by George Davies at Wud Records Studio One, central Europe 2021.

See also:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tyranny_and_Mutation
https://blueoystercult.fandom.com/wiki/7_Screaming_Diz-Busters
https://www.wudrecords.co.uk/artists/the-bastard-sons-of-dennis/
https://wudrecords.bandcamp.com/album/cosy-lube-turtle
https://twitter.com/WudRecords

Cosy Lube Turtle

Seven Screaming Diz-Busters

Download

The Bastard Sons of Dennis: Seven Screaming Diz-Busters

P.O.E.T.

Serpentine

Seraphim Song

Cave

Asylum

Fire Dance

Old Timer's Eulogy

https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/bass-sextet.html

Bass Sextet

This https://soundcloud.com/user-596493783 composition was destined for life as an instrumental track and found itself conjoined to my vocal.

FMT explain the process in their blog:
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/blanket-of-moss.html

Blanket of Moss

The Hermit

Betamax Halloween

Brian Butts - Guitar, Drums, Bass, Keyboards, Master Mix
Robert Grigg - Guitar https://soundcloud.com/robert-grigg?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Solitarian

Bandcamp

Cinnamon (feat. Robert Grigg)

Music, lyrics, vocal & ac guitar : Grave
Other instruments & mix : PJ Project

Israel W/ Grave

Visionary Apocalypse

TALOS - ΤΑΛΩΣ

Bubbly Jock / Jabberjockey 

Enjoy the Bubbly Jock / Jabberjockey music video on YouTube created by burn.it.smith here: 
https://youtu.be/dbK4fOKc-rM

I am so happy that burn.it.smith reach out and asked if I wanted to get creative with his original song, “Bubbly Jock,” and invite whoever I wanted to join in. burn.it.smith’s hip hop jazz fusion track instantly inspired and the band was obvious. All the pieces came together real nice for this “old school” jazz hip hop SoundCloud extravaganza. I hope you all enjoy!!!

And big thanks to Russ for the zaney art. Look closely and you will see lots of humorous details. 

Track Credits:

burn.it.smith: Original music and concept, drums, piano, double bass, organ, samples, lyrics, vocals, music video
https://soundcloud.com/burn-it-smith
Janine Levinson: Lyrics, vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson
Jonathan Beckenstein: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein
Joerxworx: Sax
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Stricknice: Samples, ending remix
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
the Couch King: Lyrics, vocals, arrangement, production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master and Art!!!
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

burn.it.smith:
Babbling away like a bubbly jock 
Poking the bogey, talking tommyrot 
All my eyes and Betty Martin
 It just never stops
I said Be-Bop-A-Lula 
You know what?
 I had enough

the Couch King:
Beware oh my
Felleeow frumious blimpyish fluemes I
Decry oh why thy
Manxome mimsyish foes who gimble through try
To snicker snack with a pack of galumphying slacks
Who lack burbling whiffling eyes of flame
Don’t they know they should go gyring back with their
Sacks to rath about where they came
With their vorpal swords hanging towards the floors
We restore our honor from the Uffish wars
As we rath outgrabe with displayed furmious frayed jaw displayed let’s go Jabberjockay

burn.it.smith:
It’s a blathering
Gathering
Put your hat in
And start jabbering
Clamouring!
What’s happening
 Lucille?

Janine Levinson:
 I got the Tommyrot on top 
The rot because the Jabbberwock
 Is walking on my head
 I got the Alice Hat on 
And now he’s walking on the hat instead
I said Be-Bop-A-Lula 
You know what? 
I had enough

burn.it.smith: 
Blathering away like a bubbly jock 
Shootin’ the mouth off, talking tommy rot 
Poking the bogey, I’m at a loss 
All my eyes and Betty Martin 
The tongue never stops

Bubbly Jock / Jabberjockey

burn.it.smith, Janine, Jonathan, Joerxworx, Stricknice, Russ, CKP - Bubbly Jock / Jabberjockey

Prophet of End Times is not a name — it’s a diagnosis. A statement of intent. A trigger. A warning.

For those paying close attention, this project began long before the music arrived. Long before the signals were transmitted. Long before the world tilted past its breaking point and pretended it hadn’t noticed.

This isn’t performance. It’s process. It’s prophecy by distortion, melody through the ruins, dissonance weaponized. A mosaic of failed systems and burned timelines, rebuilt in layers of noise and silence.

You’re hearing architecture. You’re listening to strategy. Every frequency, every glitch, every warped harmony carries data. Every lyric is a crack in the wall.

Somewhere in the signal:
a map.
a message.
a matchstick.

You are not expected to understand immediately. You are expected to pay attention.

Because nothing here is arbitrary.
Not the song titles. Not the sound choices. Not the silences.
Not even this bio.

There are people who will find this. Who will feel something they can’t name. Who will know where to dig.

Not all puzzles look like puzzles.
Not all transmissions arrive decoded.
Not all prophets wear robes.

Some wear scars.
Some wear static.
Some just press “upload.”

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Class: Classified
Genre: Post-industrial occult pop / strategic subversion / experimental prophecy
Mood: Unsettling / revelatory / confrontational
File under: surveillance bait, musical sigil, metaphysical warfare
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For entertainment purposes only.
All coincidences are intentional.
You were warned.

Artifacts: BGlueYml0Lmx5LzJ0aGVzc2Fsb25pYW5zMngxLTEy