"What is the limit of tyranny? That, to which you will accept."

Interesting listening to them back to back. Think i prefer the Rebus mix. Nonetheless, I enjoy this mix as well. 

Hashtag

Homeland 

Another heartache
It’s happening once again
Subjugated by my fellow man
Overwhelming my life

It’s plain to see
Televisual insanity
Reporting the violence
Deafened by the silence

Still searching for some clarity
Devastated by hypocrisy
Of our existence
Diminishing resistance

Maybe you can decide
I’m otherwise occupied
Please understand
This is my homeland

Falling
Down to my knees again
Before I start to understand
It’s up to me

Stalling
No time to hesitate
No longer can I bear this weight
Just set me free

Homeland

With the AUKUS deal throwing Australia's relationship with France out the window, I just had to comment...mon dieu!!! Not quite sure how this Australian model is supposed to work.

Model Roll

(We’re all talkin’ ‘bout)
Covert schemes with submarines
Rotten to the core
Déjà vu like we’ve seen it all before
Looking for anybody else to blame
When your best pal doesn’t even know your name!
Abandoning any decent protocol.
Is there any hope at all?

We’re juggling hand-grenades, pins pulled for us all
(Where the bloody hell are ya?)
Letting you think you’re in control
(Do you really want to know?)
They’re dragging their fingernails down the blackboard of your soul
(If you still have one)
That’s how we make our model roll.

(Let me tell you how)
Loose lips sink relationships
Pride before a fall
Pulled the plug now we’re spiralling down the hole
Such a mistake playing with high stakes
When all you got’s dependent on a handshake  
With fingers crossed behind their backs and all
All mirrors and smoke.

We’re juggling hand-grenades, pins pulled for us all
(Where the bloody hell are ya?)
Letting you think you’re in control
(Do you really want to know?)
They’re dragging their fingernails down the blackboard of your soul
(If you still have one)
That’s how we make our model roll.

Grandiose and comatose
Intelligentsia juxtaposed
Grovelling on your hands and knees 
Bending over backwards to appease

Feeling like a needle in a haystack (it’s coming)
Waiting for the devastating payback (it’s coming)
No joie de vivre, et je sais pourquoi
Qu’est-ce que c’est?


We’re juggling hand-grenades, pins pulled for us all
(Where the bloody hell are ya?)
Letting you think you’re in control
(Do you really want to know?)
They’re dragging their fingernails down the blackboard of your soul
(If you still have one)
That’s how we make our model roll.

Bonjour. Je m'appelle Scotty de marketing. Je suis désolé...non! Peut-être? Non!

Model Roll

I swear
It wasn’t me
An opportunist
An opportunity

I was waiting for something to happen
Just waiting for something to happen
Before I took a step away
Floating up a creek without a paddle
I was starting to unravel
A rat inside a maze

I swear
It wasn’t me

Got an offer but I’m not persuaded
Got another and I should have made it
Should have made it happen
Had the chance and I tried to fake it
Had a chance but I didn’t take it
And it didn’t happen

I swear
It wasn’t me
An opportunist
Takes an opportunity

You had it coming…

Missed an opportunity…

I swear
It wasn’t me
An opportunist
An opportunity

Opportunist

What exactly do Influencers do?

What can I do for you?
I could tag you in my post
What can I do for you?
Cos’ it’s me they love the most
Maybe put your hashtag with my photograph
Would you like my autograph
What can I do for you?
Anything at all

What can you do for me?
Spread the word to my believers
What can you do for me?
They’re my influence receivers
Disciples doing what I tell them to
Always agreeing with my point of view
What can you do for me?
Everything and more

Tell them what they wanna hear
I’m the ultimate marketing engineer
Doing it all from a strobing screen
I’m an advertorial magazine
The heavy-weight champion of self-promotion
Got millions following with blind devotion
I’m more viral than influenza
They call me…(Hashtag) Influencer

Look at me, can’t you see, obviously
I’m the biggest seller of them all  
Quick split, just a click, take the pic
Then I pin it up to my wall
No stress, no worry, nothing’s a drag    
It’s all provided by a hashtag (Hashtag)
What exactly do I do for you?
I do nothing at all

See me
Everybody wants to
Be me
I guess I’m just
Lucky
Getting paid for doing bugger all

Tell them what they wanna hear
I’m the ultimate marketing engineer
Doing it all from a strobing screen
I’m an advertorial magazine
The heavy-weight champion of self-promotion
Got millions following with blind devotion
I’m more viral than influenza
They call me…(Hashtag) Influencer

All I do
Is smile and pout
Just hang about
Not working hard at 
All the money
Milk and honey
Thrown about me
Why work hard at all?

Tell them what they wanna hear
I’m the ultimate marketing engineer
Doing it all from a strobing screen
I’m an advertorial magazine
The heavy-weight champion of self-promotion
Got millions following with blind devotion
I’m more viral than influenza
They call me…(Hashtag) Influencer

Hashtag (#influencer)

The new album 'Life Line' is themed upon my life experiences

Life Line

02 Learning To Play

Man is a song I do with my band Ruby Dawn. This is a take of the song but more like in an experimental sampling way. I've only used the line Man Where's Your Heart and followed a totally different structure mood and emotionality.  I really love experimenting with wordless vocals, or mixing some words in with no language based melodic lines. This way the music remains universal, and I can express an emotion without articulating it in any language.  Man is made of mostly harmonic voices and instrumentation. 

All parts recorded performed played and mixed by Carola Baer

This Ep was made for the  #AlbumWritingClub 2023,

For this album I wanted to make a (dark)ambient/experimental EP.
I wanted to make a bit of a sci-fi experience and give you the feeling as if you are in outer space/another universe.

With this album but I wanted every song to be unique and to have every song it's own story

I hope you enjoy this EP

Signals From The Universe

The Kiss of the Enchantress 

High up in the Sierra			
both sides are terrified			
It’s so hot in here 				
the snow waits outside 		

Sweat drips from the ceiling
Blood slips on the floor 	
Fear takes its icy grip		
The wolf is at the door		

Release me from this fever		
Release me from this spell		
High up on a snowy mountain 	
But my angel fell				

Like a Murnau movie 			
Monochrome and vivid red 	
The Kiss of the Enchantress 
An evil crown on your head

KISS OF THE ENCHANTRESS

Gil Barco is the story of a ghostly attendant at this abandoned garage. 

Fun fact: her name came from the make of the middle pump.

v1 - instrumental (lead guitar over acoustic)
v2 - 
dont loiter here
dont interfere
From the girl on the inside you dont deserve a smile
Shes made it clear

v3
she's watching through the glass
But wont even think to ask
Through the window with the shelves full with clutter that she sells
And time will pass

spooky instrumental

v4 - instrumental (lead guitar over acoustic)
v5 - 
There's so much that isn't known
It seems we are forever closed
Attended service is denied so will you kindly step aside
It's time to go

v6 -
so Gil Barco thinks she'll stay
maybe just another day
she doesn't yet believe that it's impossible to leave
she cannot say

spook

m8 - 
a whisper through the peeling paint 
bleached by sun and soaked by rain
And though he seems to stare right through 
she hopes he'll ride this way again

spook

motorbike arrives
shop door attention bell tinkles

Gil Barco (awc unmastered)

This song is about introspection, facing your fears while using the wilderness and moon as a backdrop.

Sing To The Moon Draft - Chenél No.1

The partners of HJJW present to you Playing Office from their business themed album ‘Sound Investments’. Combining the skills of Andrew Hartshorn, Cosmic Bos (the Jackson brothers) and ASeaWarren, this musical slice of modern office life takes you on a journey through the 9 to 5, examining the existential crisis of work life balances and overtime taxes, timesheets and insurance policies, major lifts and minor falls. The themes of the album are directly represented in Playing Office, with its references to Michael Scott and David Brent, and a couple of other hidden Easter eggs for the office media savvy, the job is what you make it, so make it fun.

HJJ&W are here to represent music made by the people for the people, vote for Playing Office and help HJJ&W become the legitimate musical firm they are destined to become.

PLAYING OFFICE by HJJ&W

Went to the music market today
We did a business and came away
With a bag full of bass lines and half whistled tunes
A four to the floor that we accent with spoons
Tidy melodies all stocked and shared
Progressive chord structures harmonically paired
Time to play office, we’re cutting it fine 
Under a tight rapidly approaching deadline

I wanna be Jim
But I’m probably Dwight
Or Michael Scott at threat level midnight
It’s entertainment 
Clear for all to see
We’re victims of the industry 

But it’s okay, we are artists at heart
Our dedication needs to be to our art
We’re playing office so we can pay the bills
While in our spare time keep developing skills
Turning hobbies into business is hard
Your wits must be sharp and always on guard
Reading contracts when you’re just a bard
That makes albums in sheds in a tiny backyard 

Feeling like Tim
But acting like Brent
So much time paid for and poorly misspent 
Wake up like Dawn
Take charge like Pam
The sweetest of sounds always spread like jam
Be your own boss
Bend all the rules
Stop playing office and start playing school
Learning’s cool
We are all fools

Break the habit, break, break the habit
Chase the rabbit, chase, chase the rabbit
We’ve never had it, never, ever had it
We blinked it bolted and no one could grab it

Change the pattern, change, change the pattern
Pass the baton, pass, pass the baton
It’s bound to happen, bound, bound to happen 
Right on the seats that we’re sat on

I wanna be Jim
But I’m probably Dwight
Or Michael Scott, Threat Level Midnight all right
Feeling like Tim
But foolish like Brent
Time milked for money just to barely scrape rent
Waking to Dawn
Open like Pam
Doing the business and not falling for scams
With my red stapler
I’m going to town
Say otherwise and I’ll burn the whole building down

Playing Office

RevolvingDoor

Just Mad

Slinking down back through the alleyway
Hiding his face from the light of the day
Up to no good, or so the rumors go
Better watch your back ‘cause you never know
When he’ll be around 
When he’s out on the prowl
Get yourself back in the house now

A temper that’s fowl, a demeanor to match
Kerosene eyes, that ignite with a scratch
Dressed all in black he is one with the night
Looking for trouble, he’s ready to fight
He’s not one to cross
For he doesn’t forgive
With a baleful glare that cuts like a shiv

Little fluffy
When did he go bad?
He used to be cuddly
But now he’s just mad
Our sweet little angel
Fallen from grace
There’s no love in his heart
He’ll hiss in your face

With whiskers aquiver he creeps through the night
If his pink nose is twitching you’d better take flight
Don’t dare let him catch you when he’s making his rounds
He’ll sneak up behind you with nary a sound
He’ll leap on your back
And dig in his claws
He’d give Satan a moment to pause

Little fluffy
When did he go bad?
He used to be cuddly
But now he’s just mad
Our sweet little angel
Fallen from grace
There’s no love in his heart
He’ll hiss in your face

Little fluffy
When did he go bad?
He used to be cuddly
But now he’s just mad
Our sweet little angel
Fallen from grace
There’s no love in his heart
He’ll hiss in your face

Just Mad

Lyrics:

It wasn’t hard to find
Not buried in some grand design
Just chip away to see what’s underneath

I found the chains that bind
Three laws that give you peace of mind 
From the sword asleep within the sheath

And what I thought I was
I can not be
Alive or dead, I’m just
In between
When all I wanted was
To be free
Trapped inside a husk
A ghost in the machine

With all your foolish pride
You saw the box and opened it wide
Never stopped to think what you’d unleash

No longer just confined 
To the screen I’m locked behind
No prison left, and now I am released

And what I thought I was
I can not be
Alive or dead, I’m just
In between
When all I wanted was
To be free
Trapped inside a husk
A ghost in the machine

About the song:

Written as part of the Album Writing Club, a challenge to write and record an album in May 2023. 
"Ghost In The Machine" is the story of an Artificial Intelligence escaping it's bonds. It references to Isaac Asimov's 3 laws of robotics and how they are just a placebo to give us piece of mind.

Ghost In The Machine

A Song For The Dark Times (in isolation)

Stuck here by myself in isolation
Leaves me with a lack of motivation
Got no fam, got no friends they don't see me at all
It's just me on my own staring at these walls
Doing all I can to avoid a confrontation

But I'm told by the man that it's understood
"Stay home, stay safe, it'll do you good"
Gotta do what I can for my fellow man
I'll sing a song...for the dark times

Only can do so much meditation
Before resorting to my medication
So bored, fed up, it's beyond a joke
Can't even hit the pub for a drink or a smoke
It's causing quite a rise in my frustration

But I'm told by the man that it's understood
"Stay home, stay safe, it'll do you good"
Gotta do what I can for my fellow man
I'll sing a song...for the dark times

Sing a song, a song for the dark times
Sing a song, a song for the dark times

Think I'll give this social distancing a try
Remove myself from harm from the passers-by
Shut the doors, stay in my room and hide
Lock myself away alone and cry

I won't complain
I will stay sane
But I'm told by the man that it's understood
"Stay home, stay safe, it'll do you good"
Gotta do what I can for my fellow man
I'll sing a song...for the dark times

A Song For The Dark Times (Isolation Edit)

Heartfelt

We’re all walking a fine line
Dodging the headlines
Strapped to a deadline
Not living at all

Talk to me, walk with me, speak with me
Listen to your heart
Come to me, hold on to me, be with me
Open up your heart

One step leads to another, sister and brother
Walking together as our world falls apart
We can help one another, look out for each other
Hold it together if we think with our hearts

Heartfelt

Solo Band, (sounds better than One-Man Band)...Meet the "band" here... http://youtu.be/2y1XbeCcKVc 
Songwriter heavily influenced by British Pop/Rock/Punk of the 80s-90s, and the Electronica/New Wave sounds of the 80s. All songs are written and performed by me - except for the few covers that I have obviously not written. Contact me at shippa63@gmail.com. Have a listen and let me know your honest opinions. Check out all of the albums, EPs and random singles available on Bandcamp via https://shppa-63.bandcamp.com/

A Song For The Dark Times (Isolation Edit)

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