Glad I finally got a chance to check you out.  Great stuff here.

Here is another band blast from the past called faithinfools a seven piece rap rock outfit from Wigan that i played guitar for and is an original rap rock track called Spaghetti Western and was recorded at Jarraf studios in Wigan by John Kettle, and also comes with a video set in Wigan and filmed by Ric Foster! The cover picture is from Haigh festival back in 2012 were we played on a massive stage to over 4k audience. Hope you enjoy! Cheers Peace

Video on Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=56KJQqcOQUY

Band line up:

Stuart - Raps
Natalie - Vocals
Will - Drums
Kurt - Guitar (Clubfungus)
Smalley - Trumpet
Chris - Saxaphone
Rob - Bass

Faith in fools - Spaghetti Western 📹

Afro Dope

I started making this piece with the intention of it being a set of songs that could stand on their own as well as being an open collaboration, but then it took on a life of its own, and things just got out of hand from there, lol! 

But I still managed to control myself and didn’t add too many samples though, haha! 

I was listening to 1985 and 1986 hip hop singles when making this so….

You can download this for free as well as some of the unmixed stems on Bandcamp. The lyrics can also be found on Bandcamp since SC didn’t provide enough space in the song info. I reached my description limit!

Feel free to treat it as an open collaboration if you like. The song list, BPMs, and time signatures are listed below. 

I Like To Sample Old Drums Bandcamp Link: 
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/album/i-like-to-sample-old-drums

Funny we are now moving to Portland. Bye, bye Hillsboro. I guess this is now a farewell song. 

Track Credits:

The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

I Like To Sample Old Drums
Rap Attack: 112 BPM 4/4
Take The Max Down To Hillsboro: 189 BPM 4/4
Peach ’N Plum: 132 BPM 3/4
What, Would, When: 112 BPM 5/4
I Like To Sample Old Drums: N/A
This One Goes: 101 BPM 4/4
Bllll: 92 BPM 4/4
The Couch Can’t Help It: 87 BPM 4/4

Here are the lyrics just for: 

Rap Attack

I will
Put you in a tourniquet
Bleeding there’s no stopping it
Got a pimple 
I be popping it
Tripple nipple
Don’t be knocking it
I be chopping it off
Now blood is slopping  
I ain’t mopping 
You be dropping
When you slippin’ in it 
Finna sit and watch as I scoff
Maybe lickin’ ice cream soft serve, huh
What cha sayin’ I can only seem to catch ya gurgling brah
Nah, No one can hear you scream 
When you got a severe stream of
Foam bumbling, bubbling from your mouth, tumbling gravitationally south
Bro, i’m feeling bad for your health
See you reeling keeling over looking so sad 
had I know your noncongealinkg slow at healing
I might have
Not tried to put you in a tourniquet 
Tried to put you in a tourniquet
Tried to put you in a

I Like To Sample Old Drums

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Russell Sinfield and the Couch King -I Like To Sample Old Drums

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Lyrics:

Coming out of the shell I know it's to late for
Letting confidence burst at the seems
Bending bars of a cage to find a new chapter
Search for peace in the strength of your rage

This I know you're a blow torch
Running wild through the flames
This I know you're a rebel
Adding stakes to you name

You're a causeless captor
Letting Hollywood show you the way
You're a sideline soldier
Break yourself before its too late

Holding hostage to air you breathe is never enough
Crossing paths with a poison above
Using balance to measure the way is a circus
Imagination is the key to your chains

This I know you're a blow torch
Running wild through the flames
This I know you're a rebel
Adding stakes to you name

You're a causeless captor
Letting Hollywood show you the way
You're a sideline soldier
Break yourself before its too late
It's an endless hunger
Suffocation with a parade
Like a compound fracture
Break yourself before its too late

Blowtorch

I had a dream to be a basketball player when I was very young.I gave it up, but kept watching ball games for years. I wrote this song Inspired by the great players’ super plays and strong minds.
And this is a song for all the people who are fighting in the life.

Lyrics 

Just wannabe my self, Stand!
Don’t know what to do
I know without ( what) I used to be
 Ice cold in my hands , upside down to sky

Tried to understand 
Let you know
Take my hands tonight 

I see you , Shooting Star to flow inside
Befalling Rising Stars, too grace

I can’t take my eyes off all of you
If you down I’ll be staying with you 
If you fall (you) could be staying with me

Shooting Star

Si les plus beaux paysages sont au-dessus de la ligne d’horizon chaque continent a son génie du ciel ....  Le ciel change chaque jour et imprime d’imperceptibles nuances grâce à ses nuages aux mille et une forme. Tout ciel nuageux en forme de gaze longiforme donnent cette « mélancolique lessive d’or du couchant » dont parlait si bien Rimbaud .... La fin d'été approche et nous pouvons observer maintenant un ciel plein de gros nuages blancs et aux nuances de gris, bourgeonnants, rembourrés, cotonneux, mais aussi lumineux comme des lampes au reflets lactescent …. 
J'ai essayé d'être représentatif de ce phénomène avec les nuances harmoniques de ce concept ….

**************************************************************************************************************************
 
If the most beautiful landscapes are above the horizon line each continent has its genius in the sky .... The sky changes every day and prints imperceptible nuances thanks to its clouds with a thousand and one shape. All cloudy sky in the shape of a long gauze give this "melancholic laundry of the sunset" of which Rimbaud spoke so well .... The end of summer is approaching and we can now observe a sky full of large white clouds and shades of gray, budding, padded, cottony, but also luminous like lamps with lactscent reflections …. I tried to be representative of this phenomenon with the harmonic nuances of this concept .... 

Towards The Clouds ....

A path to liberation

Foi - Encore la force 
Dans ce bureau, je rêve encore,
D'une vie qui devient un décor.
Les lumières brillent, mais c'est froid,
Qui peut vraiment comprendre ma voix ?
Mais où sont les promesses d'hier ?
Les rêves s’effacent dans la poussière.

Dans le silence, je m’évade, 
Je veux qu’on entende 
tout ce que j’ai en moi
Même si le monde ne voit qu’un masque, 
J’ai encore la force d’y croire, encore cette foi.

Des rêves cachés dans un carnet,  
Des espoirs que je  peux pas oublier.  
Les heures passent, je suis d’accord,  
Mais mon envie grandit encore.
Les lieux blanchis ont vu mon silence,
Je garde en moi toute ma présence,
Je voudrais arrêter cette fois
Mais mes pensées ne s’effacent pas

Dans le silence, je m’évade, 
Je veux qu’on entende 
tout ce que j’ai en moi
Même si le monde ne voit qu’un masque, 
J’ai encore la force d’y croire, encore cette foi.

Dans le silence, je m’évade, 
Je veux qu’on entende 
tout ce que j’ai en moi
Même si le monde ne voit qu’un masque, 
J’ai encore la force d’y croire, encore cette foi.

Et quand la nuit recouvre tout,  
Je rêve d’un univers doux.  
Une lumière, un espoir fragile,  
Je la suis, même si c’est difficile.
Dans le silence, je m’évade, 
Je veux qu’on entende 
tout ce que j’ai en moi
Même si le monde ne voit qu’un masque, 
J’ai encore la force d’y croire, encore cette foi.

Foi - Encore la force

When it comes to love
I’ve had a few that were fun
But I still haven’t found “The One”
Is it all about luck to find one’s mate?
Or does it come down to one’s fate?

I looked for a love like my parents had
But serious love always turned out sad
I followed my Destiny along the way
And I kept a little hope to find my love someday

Was my shyness the one to blame?
Maybe I was too wild to tame
Did my freedom get the best of me?
I wish I knew
Looking for A Love That Is True
I’m looking for A Love That Is True

Don’t listen to those who say that it’s too late                         
When it comes to love you have to learn how to wait
No one can ever force the hands of time
If you try to you’ll lose the one you hope to find             

Was my shyness the one to blame?
Maybe I was too wild to tame
Did my freedom get the best of me?
I wish I knew
Looking for A Love That Is True

Was my shyness the one to blame?
Maybe I was too wild to tame
Did my freedom get the best of me?
I wish I knew
Looking for A Love That Is True
I’m looking for A Love That Is True

by "Crane"
Richard Alan Krieger
Copyright © 2025

A Love That Is True (Spotify)
https://open.spotify.com/album/3H1y2V8UkDtcqdz6Ydij3p

A Love That Is True (YouTube)
https://youtu.be/aQ5mcUfI_48

A Love That Is True (BandCamp)
https://richardalankriegercrane.bandcamp.com/track/a-love-that-is-true

A Love That Is True

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Pace Car Joe is an American Rock band formed in Boston, Massachusetts, in 2014. Their current line-up comprise James Karanasios (Lead Singer/Guitarist), Brendan Plesha (Bass), and Patrick Leary (Drums). The band has been described as Alternative, Post-Grunge and Hard Rock, possessing undertones of Indie Rock production. With influences such as Incubus, 311, and Rage Against the Machine, Pace Car Joe continues to develop a sound that weaves in and out of early 90's Grunge and Alt-Metal while staying true to melodic hooks and choruses.

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