Very atmospheric and relaxed. Definitely chill type

love the atmosphere...chilled beauty...great track

I caught you looking down your nose. When you had read my words.
With all the silly pictures where I put my head on birds.
Trouble is you think you mean something.
When you really don't mean nothing. 

Oh, I could write a song with words exactly the same as you.
But my words won't mean a thing to you.  You take me for a fool.
And you think you fucking mean something.
You really need to mean something. 

Your pretty face decayed with age and left you in the lurch.
you didn't have a character. you'd never been to church.
But you still pretend it means something.
Oh, it really fucking means something. 

Watch out, you'll give me a heart attack.
No doubt. now you have lost the knack.
Step out. hoping to find your way home.
Now you're all alone. 

Your guitar is on your shoulder and you Wear it like a hat.
Just a fashion statement that might help you pull and that.
You still pretend it means something.
Oh it really fucking means something. 

Just because I have a joke and arn't as serious as you.
That doesn't mean that my words don't count exactly like yours do.
But I don't pretend they mean something.
They really don't mean nothing. 

Yeah I use all the cliches, oh I might say in or out. 
Up-and-down, side to side, I might cry round about.
I just don't pretend to mean something.
It doesn't fucking mean something. 

Hard tack. The few things your living for 
Hatch back. Expecting nothing more.
Old hat. Hoping to find your way home.
Now you're all alone. 

Oh, I might write a song in which I'm talking to a wolf.
Because that is a word which I can easy rhyme with gulf.
Bet you wanna think that means something.
It really fucking means nothing. 

Yeah, it's as easy as finding words that rhyme with laundromat.
You could say that, bat, cat, sat, lath, rat, hat, gnat, fat, mat. 
Oh you think it fucking means something.
Yeah you think it fucking means something. 

Oh, You've been writing songs in which youre talking to the Queen.
You're creating images, you don't know what they mean.
But you think they fucking mean something.
Yeah you think they fucking mean something. 

New man, tied to a changing mat.
or pram, a dent in the place you sat.
no maam, hoping to find my way home.
now I'm all alone. 

It's not that my words don't have meaning to them like you think yours do.
It's just that I don't attach value to it like you fucking do.
Cos you think it fucking means something.
Or you think it fucking means something. 

Strike back. giving your heart away.
Give back, here's to another day,
Price tag. Hoping to find your way home.
Now your'e all alone. 

Oh I could sing I love you, oh now don't you get me wrong.
But the people that I love know it without a fucking song.
Cos it's actions that mean something. 
Your words don't mean nothing. 

Yeah there's not much point in saying things if you're not gonna follow through.
The people who shout loudest are the ones who never do.
But they still pretend it means something.
It really fucking means nothing.



Mean Something

The Triads

Track one on Ben Mercedez' album SAY WHAT U WANT, "PSYCHOTRONIC"

"SAY WHAT U WANT" the album, out NOW

Produced by: Ben Mercedez
Written by: Ben Mercedez
Performed by: Ben Mercedez

Lyrics:

Bonjour I want to, drown out the sound of
Bickering and bitching, around me
I don't mind if they detest me
Cause I'm the FASHIONOVA
Why can't we dance
Paint a smile and move, move, move, move
Revolution, whether were high as hell or tame and tell
We're gonna link up, don't think just sing 

I ascend from the ashes
Like a phoenix ah ah
Were PSYCHOTRONIC 
Cause I love the textures of silk and leather
I descend from the heavens
BEN MERCEDEZ I am
Were PSYCHOTRONIC 
Cause I love the sound of bass and electric
I come from the west
Like a bandit ah ah
Were PSYCHOTRONIC 
Cause I love the sight of nuisance and sin
Watch as I come from above
This is BEN MERCEDEZ
I let them say what they want what they want

Give me a sign
If you wanna get loud tonight
Fuck it up dont worry about it its light tonight

Give me a sign
If you wanna get loud tonight
Fuck it up dont worry about it its light tonight

We diplomatic, we problem solving
I drink till i see magic
Were PSYCHOTRONIC 
Pop the corks and let it flow
That shit attractive
We PSYCHOTRONIC

We diplomatic, we problem solving
I drink till i see magic
Were PSYCHOTRONIC 
Pop the corks and let it flow
That shit attractive
We PSYCHOTRONIC

Released: 5/24/24

PSYCHOTRONIC

Musica experimental creada a partir de la esencia sonora del kin dragon magnetico rojo. 🧧 
Frecuencia 260 hz 🔔

La Genesis del Dragon Magnetico Rojo Musica

The Stone That Makes The Statue was inspired by the band flying into Keflavík and invokes the rocky, bleak landscape of Iceland.

Percussion driven, it is a return to the post rock roots of the 4 piece, melodic keyboards and harsh guitars, melody and intensity, booming bass and atmosphere.

Laxá are: 
Jussi Siglarson - Guitar
Bjarne Guðjohnsen - Bass/Vocals
Matthias Helguson - Drums
Mike Taylor - Keyboards

The Stone That Makes The Statue, new Post rock by Laxá

In a dark, dark place, in a dark, dark wood.
You found your hiding place?
Because I think you should.
It's obscene.
You're out there looking pretty green.

You stand upon the hill, above the darkest town.
You like to waste your time.
You all just hang around.
Remaining seen.
It's no surprise, you're pretty green.

I can see your faults.
Can you see my needs?
Through the screen.
I can see your outline against the moon.
Pretty green.

Upon a lonely street, there is a golden house.
Even the quietest man can start the loudest shouts.
Fuck your machine.
Oh, my fucking God you are green.

In a dark, dark room, and down a dark, dark stair.
There is a hiding place, and we should hide in there.
Living the dream?
A pretty green flying machine.

You can't  hide your faults.
Can you meet my needs?
Hidden screams.
I can't make your outline against the sun.
It's all green.

You can't read my thoughts.
You wont get inside.
Just unseen.
Can you take me out from amongst the noise.
That's all green.
A pretty green flying machine.

Pretty Green

"Crater" is the first song, but last release off the self-titled Album. Electronic headbanger with strange synths, space sounds, heavy guitar. Official release is July 4th. Early release on SoundCloud.

Moon for the Alien

Crater

Ascending Waves

Astrokid Mini Pack - Cosmic Bloom (Chill Ambient)

Cosmic Bloom - Track 03

Atmospheric instrumental with a techno-rock, dance beat for soundtracks (contact for commercial use.)

DANCING IN THE RAIN

Dancing In The Rain (Ambient Techno-Rock Instrumental Soundtrack)

Alone In The Void

I'm a traveler who travel thru space and time... 

The Triads

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