lovely synthchords here - nicely done man! btw, if you happen to be on fb, let's get connected on there as well aye? ours is as following; https://www.facebook.com/pages/hiGhFi_dEliTy/155041841215 - cheers!

Good stuff, like the change ups and the break downs. Well put together.  Let me know if you have anything for the label that we can listen to.

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uhhh i increased the speed but i also added  a cool effect in the middle with the voice plus i did some magic to the beat itself... haha i'd say what but nah yall learn sound engineering yourself lol

Echo

Echo By KOKO (Kitlynn Eurodance Mix)

Lyrics:

You carried me across the snow
I lived without a care
But now the summer heat has come
I feel it in the air
I saw red and left you cold
I fell for all the lies
If you might care to show yourself
A sight for these sore eyes

Do what you wanna do
I don't care about you
I don't care if you're mine
Throw me a line anytime
When will I care about you?
When will I care?
Do what you wanna do

This should be a rebel song
But I don't really care
Don't care for your rebellion
Don't care about my share
Don't care about your sympathies
Don't care for second looks
Don't care to cook a second meal
Don't care to cook the books

Do what you wanna do
I don't care about you
I don't care if you're mine
Throw me a line anytime
When will I care about you?
When will I care?
Do what you wanna do

Cool Summer Mornings  Hot Summer Nights

The Books

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Cyberpoonk #2

An improvised story performed at the DC Improv Comedy Lounge

A Hot Day

Not By The Hair Of Oliver Reed's Weird Little Moustache.

Last straw boy, the party's over.
Take a handsaw, not a four leaf clover.
Now there's no place left for any thinking.
Got to live clean, give up the drinking.

At fifteen, you just went, seeking out some kind of action.
Never received any warning about the cold.

You got vodka, yellow fingers.
You got shaking hands, the tension lingers.
Oh, bad breath, burning morning sun. 
Never facing up to what you've become.

At twenty-two, you're just out looking for primal attraction.
Nobody warns you what it really means to get old.
You get old. 

Oh, if the hallway lights on, they're behind the sofa.
If the girl is leaving, it's the lies that he told her.
There's a feint aroma that there's no mistaking.
There's a bag of tricks and a wagon quaking. 

At thirty, your just wanting any kind of distraction. 
Nobody told you there'd be years out in the cold.

It's been five years since I quit the drinking.
Looking back now, I don't know what I was thinking.
Oh, twenty years spent inebriated.
All fucking up and getting hated.

The only thing I'm missing out on is spiritual action.
It's just one way for men to stop themselves getting old.
They get old.

Oh, I never saw myself as the type of guy.
The type that would say no.
Oh, I never wanted the perfect life.
I just wanted things to be so.

Oh, I never saw myself as a quiet man.
I never saw myself getting old.
Oh, I never waned when the wind did blow.
I never sheid away from the cold 

Oliver Reed's Weird Little Moustache

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