Once you hit me with a stone in my head
I stand up but I was thinking I'm dead
And for the second time you hit me with a gun
I'm lying in a blood on the floor

So help me
What you looking at you stupid whore
Break me till you see me as nothing at all
I'm no one to you
You're all to me
So please just hurt each other's
Until we decease

Came from heaven to create hell
I'm the 11th essence of death
War was nothing without me
I give you chances to set you free


I don't understand how lie could bring me this, so please don't wake me up,
murder me so I'll die my dreams

I don't wanna know
What happens after this
Cause I'm not curable
- I'm disease

Watch me lie
Watch me crumble
Tears with ice
Cause
Ice hurts my soul


Dance with fire
Dance with me
I don't want to
See you bleed


Dance with fire
Dance with me
Cut through my throat
Watch me bleed

Anathema

P-Primitive Education

The plan is to upload a new track in around a week...Many thanks for all streamings, likes, support...

HOW TO APPROACH A LARGE BONFIRE


as a child of the 60s and 70s Friday nights meant watching the Brady Bunch and Partridge Family
Had lots in common with Jan as the song eludes to. ( though no black wig for me..so far...)
Of course Jan and her Marcia Marcia Marcia rant became a pop culture phrase in the 90s and a meme in the 2k years.. .. funny for sure...but she deserves more our Jan
I wanted to write her a tender song from my adolescent perspective.
Marcia had Davey Jones.. now Jan gets a little  homemade Hand on the Rock... 

Middle Sister Jan

I watched her on the screen
In the 1970s
My favorite Brady, middle sister Jan
For me, Marcia was too perfect
Cindy just a baby
So Jan, I gave my heart to her, in our fantasy TV land

Like her I was bespectacled
Fair haired and full of freckles
The insecure and awkward school yard show
I did not make the football team
Or hang with Greg and Peter
Like Jan, a little slow to say hello

Hey Jan
I think I understand
What it's like to feel unappreciated 
But girl it's time to change our attitude
We've got so much more to offer
Forget those Marcia, Marcia, Marcias 
Hey Jan
I got faith in you
You are just like me you see
I hope you feel it too

Friday nights on ABC
With that clean cut family 
Jan was the voice that I could comprehend 
Anxious about the future
Jealous in the present
Lying about George Glass, her made up new boyfriend 

We were both introspective 
Confused with the objective 
Reflecting on our reflection in that mirror on the wall
Plagued with indecision 
Disadvantaged pole positions
How we looked, how we talked
How far we’d fall

Hey Jan
I understand 
You being stuck in middle land
But there's lots of ways to find some gratitude 
You don't need that black wig wonder
Let's forget our social blunders
Hey Jan
I got faith in you
Sweet Jan I see on my TV
I am just like you

Jan Brady, see, she’s a lot like me
Maybe she's a bit like you








Middle Sister Jan

A song from my old band, Mercy Corps, back in the 2000s. Still hungover from the alt-rawk 90s we started to mess with dance punk. I went big crazy with the Moog on the verses. Too much? 

Lift Me Up

A-Dullness and Charisma

noxpox -  jar delight

sonic structures and silent stretches
https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/tracks
sound in ear: well's glycerine, complementing nitro 

Words of Jo Richter
movie in mind: the wages of fear en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wages_of_Fear
conspiracy theory in mind: kincaid and the grand canyon youtu.be/ZCYMAs4cqRU?feature=shared
poem composed: y compactor / copyright jo richter
method: sang, chanted overtone, read and fiddled around with settings in Samplitude
image: H.Skeneby 

clouds disperse
sing crumbling cosmology
canons and canyons
hieroglyph grottoes
american lotos
hyperdispersion invasion
springtime reshoots
the wages, the wages of fear

y compactor  - with sonic structures and silent stretches

“180 Bars of Solitude”  by Luke

Still working on my Waltz composition..
So here’s another dark piano piece
the short version 😂

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Guitar & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“180 Bars of Solitude” by Luke

Leaning on a bannister
The light reflecting in your eye
Blood drains from my brain
My knees are weak, I sway

Your eyes betray the smile
Turn your face away
Look at me out the corner of your eye
My lips return the smile

Step away from the porch
Under full moon, on the bottom stair
Lean into my shoulder
Arms around me I am

Your eyes convey the smile
Turn your face away
Look at me out the corner of one eye
My lips return the smile

Can’t deny this feeling that
I’ve been here before, but may never be again

Stroll along the sidewalk
Kicking stones, breathing silently
Could this night last forever?
Knees are weak, I pray

Your eyes betray the smile
Turn your face away
Look at me out the corner of your eye
My lips return the smile

Can’t deny this feeling that
I’ve been here before, but may never be again 


Blood Drains From My Brain

I've spent the last week writing a new song about nature, so this is my new song about nature.

Du skønhedens land

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🐱I do not use AI in my music.😊
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P-Primitive Education

Sanshu Seiso [Experimental Artist]