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Hello tout le Monde,cela faisait longtemps que je voulais vous concocter un p'tit Rock à la sauce Madeleine,et bien voilà,c'est fait!!!. J'espère vous entendre taper du pied comme il se doit dans de telles circonstances,Rock'n'Rollement vôtre......

J'en ai marre...

Piano Improvisation based on original music by Jean-Pierre Dubois.  Thank you Jean-Pierre for allowing me to play your music in my own fashion.
Performed by Debra Buesking
Sincere thanks to @david-dunhamuser589535203  for his help in mastering my track.

Song For the Soul

Song for the Soul (Piano Improvisation based on original music by Jean-Pierre Dubois)

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War & Peace

Transmigration

Mix/Master: Woods Studio

Additional vocals: Fog City Fogey

LYRIC
In the dreams I dream about you 
We’ve always time to spare 
And it seems like you’re about to
Tell me that you care

It’s the loneliest of feelings
To wake in the cold dawn
And the dream is gone
The dream is gone

Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
When the morning arrives
With its first sunbeam
I go where the day takes me
But at night I can dream

In the dreams I dream there’s times when
Rain falls down in sheets
I can’t find a door to step in
As I walk the empty streets

Then you’re there to offer shelter
As you hold a raincoat wide
And I fold inside 
I fold inside 
Your raincoat wide

Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
I lay down my head
And my heart pumps away
My body needs rest 
But my brain wants to play
It’s the world of the past
Sent out in a stream
I may be an old man 
But I can still dream
I can still dream
The dreams I dream

The Dreams I Dream

Soledad - Valentina Grisafi - Bronze Medal Global Music Awards 2022- Los Angeles USA

Enjoy my new acid techno track !!! Thank you all my followers !!!!

A Launch Is Detected

The Rain Of Forgetting * Instrumental

Triple C.Killer or Duke (AntiCommunist Cowboy Clown Killer) lies on the cold, unforgiving table, the harsh fluorescent lights above him feel too bright, piercing through the darkness of his past that he can’t escape. The straps dig into his wrists and ankles, a reminder of the control he once had over others, a power that now slips away like sand through his fingers. It is May 9, 1994, and he knows that time has ticked down to its final moments; the impending lethality of the injection looms larger than his regrets. Near him stands Father Tommy, but in the Duke's disturbed mind, he is more than a preacher. This is Tommy Zygote, the enigmatic founder of Thrashing Zombies. The Duke chuckles quietly, the irony of seeking solace from someone who might turn his story into a twisted anthem not lost on him. As the IV needle pierces his skin, the Duke feels an unsettling pang of vulnerability wash over him. Memories flood in: the faces of the boys, the laughter that filled his home, now mere echoes of a haunted past. Once a celebrated community figure, he now lies bare on this table with nothing but shame to adorn him. “Father,” he begins, words slurring with a mix of fear and catharsis. “I didn’t know I was lost until they started to disappear.” Each word scrapes against his soul. He recalls the terrible grip he had on life, snuffing out the lights of so many young men, intertwined with memories of a stunted childhood where the shadows of his father loomed large, twisted lessons learned through fear. Father Tommy listens, eyes piercing yet strangely understanding. The Duke’s mind drifts, racing through 1970s Chicago, the bustling streets, the secrets whispered behind closed doors, the nights when he donned clown makeup to entertain children. In stark contrast, he realizes his mind housed a jester’s facade that concealed a monster. Heat from the lethal cocktail intensifies as he begins to shake, heart pounding faster. “I wanted to be loved, Tommy,” he confesses, tears breaking through his bravado. “But all I found was this emptiness… this insatiable hunger that gnawed at me.” Each moment ticks by, the weight of time pressing upon him. The Duke remembers the thrill of a hunt, chilling highs that flickered like distant stars, only to fade into the bleak darkness he now inhabits. The taste of blood and betrayal intertwines in his mind, recollections morphing into nightmares swirling around him. “I don’t want to die, not like this,” he murmurs, voice shaky and uncertain. “I wish I could take it all back. I wanted to be someone… anyone.” The IV fluid drips steadily, pulse thrumming louder against the silence surrounding him. “Your sins can’t be unmade, but you can find peace if you truly seek it,” Father Tommy responds, his voice laced with an odd blend of compassion and authority, something the Duke didn’t expect from the man he imagined was merely a conduit to the afterlife. Conflicted emotions swirl; how could peace exist when he has sown chaos? The seconds stretch as if mocking him, every tick resonating within the confines of his torment. As the final wave of the drug courses through him, the Duke’s resolve softens; he feels a strange acceptance settle in, the fabric of his existence unthreading, revealing the faces of his victims one last time. “I’m sorry,” he gasps, not just to Father Tommy, but to the universe, to the innocent lives extinguished by his hands. The world fades, colors dulling like a scene from one of those horror films he admired. “Forgive me,” he whispers, surrendering to the oblivion that beckons him, drowning out the remnants of his broken psyche as death embraces him like a lover he never knew. In those final moments, the tortured mind of the Duke falls silent, enveloped in darkness, leaving behind only echoes of questions reverberating through the void. Tommy leaned down and sung, "You anticommunist motherfucker, Elizabeth Proctor was innocent".

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Tripple C Killer

Triple C.Killer.

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Im Rosablubberschaumbadtraum

Ridin' On A Fine Day

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Axiom

Despite The Squalor Everybody Had A Good Time

A bittersweet reverie
Happy Birthday, Molly <3

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For Molly

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