Sunlight Approaches Slowly

a fun 3 fir 1 i have been working on.  shout out to the loopdiggers group and Cozmic Jethro for his recent using of duel screening for his RV adventure song. 
to join loopdiggers reach out to me or the loopdiggers. 

very thankful for the opportunity to make beats and live in a free country. -bigfoot

thanks to everybody reaching out. I look forward to many upcoming collaborations and projects. 
maybe a bigfoot album on streaming coming soonish with major endorsements from industry fat cats...?

Country Fried 3 fir 1

This track reflects deep concerns about my fiduciary assets.

Where is my money?

G11 ICE VOLCANO

LDSR #162 "Latin Licks"

I used:

Pérez Prado y su Orquesta. México 70.
Pucho & The Latin Soul Brothers - Got Myself A Good Man


This one took over 3 hours to put together and close to an hour of recording takes that will never see the light of day. I worked myself into a corner and it got really tricky laying it down live. Special guest appearance by a very flustered and angry man that I 100% related with while recording. Like he said though, we'll do it live!! Thanks for listening 💚✌️💚

iLL O'Reilly

LDSR 162 INTRO
Featuring:
@funzo-1
@mreguest

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LDSR N°162 INTRO X BIGFOOT AND MREGUEST

Contains samples of Ансамбль дударів та сопілкарів БК с.Криворівня - В'язанка гуцульских мелодій
ВІА Калина - Три трембіти
Оркестр народних інструментів Коломийського лісокомбінату - Віночок українських народних пісень

Look Rain (LDSR163 Challenge)

Onions and Beats LDS 163

LoopDiggers Sunday Roulette N°165 Outro

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Put it all on my tab

I'm putting up all night

When I got my order back

I paid the bar twice

Shot's in the air

From New York alone

So they imitate me

like I'm al capone

On son

Y'all imitate me when I'm done

Y'all couldn't be me don't compare me to none

Gut Intuition

Got it til I die

Gambino position 1985

I been moving ahead

I'm not looking behind me

Made a point like Mahatma Gandhi

Call my device when your ready to find me

(Yo)

Excuse me

You don't know position

Made about a lane in a pole position

I play the lead

I don't make the rules

New deal now my cellular device is full

Said it loud

I'm putting my weight on the ground

I handle gravity I'm putting you down

Gut Intuition

Got it til I die

Gambino position 1985
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When I pray to God I land to one knee

I don't got to hand to land upon me

Devil on my back he landed on me

I got to bible in my hand

He planned it on me

When I made about the pain in life from back when

Every other word would set me back ten

I been up and down the land to seek him

Renounce all the sins in life to meet him
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Chapter IIIII: [1985]

1985

Copyright 2018 BMI All Rights Reserved 
(E. Fernandez, N. Virdis)

Written & Performed by Paranormal 
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/neadunkel
Recorded & Mixed by Gio Langumas at Langumas Studios, Queens, NY

Shadows within the heart creeping, something must break, we are not wanted
Something must break, we are not wanted, tomorrow comes today
Happy meal smiles instructed by the amusement, loner and drunkard
Mood for merging, warped in, surrounded by living room vermin
Begin again...begin again

Begin again to end the same, spit in distorted riffs, Serial Experiments Lain
Bargain for bits, pay for tomorrow's pain
Spread ugliness beyond the mirrors' edge, a thousand words from one stare
Who dares decipher the stone face children of lesser men
Begin again...

Don't take advantage, nor ever take it for granted, the pain of a phantom
Isolation provoking madness, relayed in a broken and battered language
The plastic trees can only lead for how far? Such a sky for how long?
Live on through the lost touch, graduated from the indoctrination of the false
A dream with no direction, elements of truth in the facade
Luck and love misconception, daily dosage of remedial charm
Purity of imagination as some sort of drugs, white lights spin
Perhaps I live in a glitch, trapped in the same lie
Sunken, slowdive, shadows grip shattered fixtures
A dead end destination in the stillness of reminiscing
Cries for help perceived in a foreign tongue, of fire and love
Soul rust, hold up, rip them down, hold me up
Miracles of life in tandem with the waste of war
Oh stigmata martyr with sword, I yearn to escape in rebirth

Rabbit Hole (Slowdive)

Rabbit Hole {Slowdive} (Prod. Nea)

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