Name: Knobb by Roxton Fone
Duration: 3 min 15 s
Description: This track was born after weeks of playing around with the RD3 GrooveBox app. This app replicates (very convincingly) the famous sound of the Roland TB-303 Basse line synthesizer that was used in the ACID House craze of the 90s. One of the most famous tracks would be Daft Punk's 'Da Funk'.

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This track was born after weeks of playing around with the RD3 GrooveBox app. This app replicates (very convincingly) the famous sound of the Roland TB-303 Basse line synthesizer that was used in the ACID House craze of the 90s. One of the most famous tracks would be Daft Punk's 'Da Funk'.

Knobb

an in between songs interlude for the new album

Interlude

Only Brutes and Fascists with no regard for anything other than their own insecurity, burn books.

Second Book of Worry

It's not as if a person wakes up one day believing they're a god; the nature of delusion, as the most detrimental part of psychosis, is much more insideous.

My first delusion was that I was being fired. Despite my stellar performance at work, I had cleaned out my desk, working every torturous day as I awaited the call into the head office. Experiencing too much tension, I quit. 

Then, the paranoia started and I was constantly being watched. There were imperceivable cameras everywhere, I was CERTAIN of it. This certainty was grounded in the most powerful hunch ever experienced. 

These delusions ceased to be supported by facts(however twisted) and grew from simple musings. Throughout psychosis, it was as if my intuition was posessed by a science fiction author as I began to question if I was even human. 

My last delusion before psychosis breaking found me gearing up for a multi-dimensional battle with aliens from my "home dimension". I gave Braveheart -style speeches to the voices in my head daily while interpretting messages from Aztec gods speaking to me through the wind. 

Then, 8 months later, the delusions started being disproven. One by one, they faded until I found myself grounded in reality again. 

It started with my job.

Downtempo Decay

LYRICS:

We could be human
We could be human if we tried
But where have you been
With all the hate I keep inside

I have no answer
You have no fear
You ate my cancer
I am not here
I am not here /I am not here

Everything is haunted 
By the shadow in my head
Everything I say
You can’t believe

You tell me what you wanted
When I waited in your bed
Every other day
I try to leave

We could be human
We could be human if we tried
Who will you hate when
You have seen everything I hide

You could be angry
Then bite my tongue
This heart will hang me
Before we’re done

Before we’re done/ Can we we’re done
Repeat (ad nauseam)

Now and then I recognize
When I don’t give a damn
Pain will find a way
To make me learn

How can I apologize 
For everything I am
Did you only stay 
To watch me burn

I am inhuman
I could be sorry that I lied
Oh where have you been
I have been waiting in the tide

I held you tightly
You held me fast
It burned too brightly
We never last

Everything is better
When you’re running out of time
even pain is pleasure 
at the end

Keep it like a letter
That you know I’ll never find
Tell me that you treasure
every sin

Now where have you been
You should have seen it when I lied
We could be human
We could be human if we tried

Be Human (acoustic)

Mr and Mrs OBE can get all gloomy listening to the news. Some days its like the sky is fuggin falling in! But then I think of what my parents ...and what their parents... had to go through and life really isn't all that bad, is it? Here's to those indomitable spirits without which we wouldn't be here!

And thanks to the neighbors' dog for yapping inbetween verses :)

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Colors

These colors never run
Won't stop for anyone
No they won't back down
Always stand their ground

Fought for the family
For god and country
Devoted all their lives
Made that sacrifice

And now the years have passed
The colors fading fast
It seems they're on your mind
The dreams that you left behind

Well father died, he left this place
The hours were all you had to face
Long evenings on the porch
Wondering was it all for naught?

Grandkids playing on the grass
They brought you peace at last
These colors never run
They won't stop for anyone

Colors

Six hundred years from now

It's halloween and Micheal Myers and ready to slay and sashay. but its may so we are quite a bit away from that infamous day.

The Shape

TASCAM DR-22WL

White Rabbit

Sept. 2023: New Music on my Bandcamp page.

Knobb

Roxton Fone

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