John dee
John Dee said he cannot see
 through the fog of history
 one Kingdom rises and one will fall 
one will conquer and rule
oh  too cloudy the crystal ball
 my vision to restricted and small                       
 one will command the wind and sea 
and one will wear the laurels of victory

you're not happy
you never were  free
where ever you are going 
that's where you ought to be 
where ever you stop 
you don't belong 
your weak and can never  be strong 
and never cross the Rubicon

There is an angel at mon's
The sea is as flat as a millpond
let the boy earn his spurs
just empty hollow words
and the lion and the unicorn
have just crossed the Rubicon 

 Caesar has gone with me
and crossed the Rubicon

John Dee

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Walker

Makrobioi, Tides of Time (Clockworks IV)

Written/Produced by: R.J. Dobben (RoTen)
Released on: 3/31/2023


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Chewing

Y-Hiroshima Metal City

The latest from The Smoking Trout,  this is "Get On The Bus".  
I had a great time with the crew on this one.  Terry did a masterful job pulling all the elements into a cohesive track. 
Enjoy this one, it's a bus ride to infinity!

The Smoking Trout collaborative is back with another installment in The Quest for the Holy Dumpling (follow the whole story here: soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/sets/quest-for-the-holy-dumpling). This time I partnered with Terry/Tea R. Sea on the production, and we're featuring Nadia Selvaggi who also joined us on 'amanita muscaria'. Thank you Jeff, Uziel, Terry, and Nadia for another awesome creative experience, this one was a trip to work on!

Stonerjazz @user-911083679 - Vocals, Lyrics, Drums and Bass
Nadia Selvaggi @nadiaselvaggi - Vocals, Spoken Word, and Operatic parts
Uziel @user-455619833 - Piano, Strings, and other acoustic sounds
TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman - Guitar, Effects, Production
Tea R. Sea - Synths, Production, and Final Mix

Lyrics

Get on the bus get on the bus, Get on the bus wlth us
c'mon c'mon get on the bus
There's Gus, who drives the bus and he does Everything for us
He's got the peddle down--

and all the band and larry mary sid and johnny too and that's to jjust to name a few
and all of you who have the eyes and ears to hear and see-
all of us are on that bus Telepathically
so you had better be ln the vicinity of the bus
whose designated destination ls infinity and all points ln between

Believe you me, there ls no comfort or relief ln Clarity
Truer words were never spoken and even though we're all broken
here's a little token of the love l'm feeling for the instant beauty of the moment

Everyone ls psychedelic from those purple Mlcrodots
Fuel ls burning under stars so bright
on the bus, 10 feet off the ground
blacktop slippin under us at half the speed of light

Now lt comes flowln down, lt washes over me
something l can hear, but l can't exactly see-
Cans are Blarin, l'm just starin
hearin things we can't believe
music soothin, lt's not Taxing so relaxing
making music with some friends of mine
making noises so Delightful-
on the bus, where betrayal ls the only thing
that's not allowed

Come along, you're all lnvlted to rlde the bus wlth us
get on the bus get on the bus
c'mon get on the bus
don't make a Fuss
Just get on the bus

(Spoken word samples are readings from The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test by Tom Wolfe)

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To hear more from the Smoking Trout, check out our first album, The Land of Zed soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/sets/land-of-the-zed

Get On The Bus! (HOLY DUMPLING #4) w/ Stonerjazz, Uziel, Tea R. Sea, Nadia Selvaggi

Wolves Cry

Music by Chad Lawson entitled "Paper Shadows" https://soundcloud.com/chad-lawson

Happy Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month!

Kissing in Vietnamese
by Ocean Vuong https://poets.org/poem/kissing-vietnamese

My grandmother kisses
as if bombs are bursting in the backyard,
where mint and jasmine lace their perfumes
through the kitchen window,
as if somewhere, a body is falling apart
and flames are making their way back
through the intricacies of a young boy’s thigh,
as if to walk out the door, your torso
would dance from exit wounds.
When my grandmother kisses, there would be
no flashy smooching, no western music
of pursed lips, she kisses as if to breathe
you inside her, nose pressed to cheek
so that your scent is relearned
and your sweat pearls into drops of gold
inside her lungs, as if while she holds you
death also, is clutching your wrist.
My grandmother kisses as if history
never ended, as if somewhere
a body is still
falling apart.

Kissing in Vietnamese

Y-When The King Go Marching In

'Conundrums Without Answers' is a Fusion track, not inspired by anything in partcular. Just the joy of creating.
Cover Image provided by my good friend Freddy Bence.
https://soundcloud.com/fjbence

Conundrums Without Answers

He Touched Me” was composed in 1963 by Bill Gaither and recorded by Elvis Presley in 1972.

He Touched Me - Cover by Tony

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🐱I do not use AI in my music.😊
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Y-When The King Go Marching In

Sanshu Seiso [Experimental Artist]