Composed by Maeva Roussel
Produced by Léon Barbot @leon-b-official

Innocence

What does the abyss say to you?
Do you even know?
You know you know.
I know you care.
Do I care if you care?
You'll have to find out.

You'll have to come begging
To me on your knees to see
Oh, I see you care.
Oh, I see you care a lot.
Quite a lot indeed.
I see you care very, very much.
The message is:
Cheek cheek cheek cheek cheek cheek
Cheek cheek cheek cheek cheek cheek.
(Um um)
Cheek check cheek cheek cheek
(What are you looking for in there?)
Cheek cheek cheek cheek cheek cheek
(Feeling totally what you're doing now.)

Glitch In The Dominatrix

Message From The Abyss

A Light In The Dark

Floating

Cruisin' down the highway in my black and gold machine
Seven nine T/A livin' the dream
Thunderous engine roars echoes in the night
Rock and roll symphony under city lights

Leather-clad seats underneath the sky
Race against time I feel so alive
Gold stripes gleam as we chase the stars
Trans Am legend will leave our scars

Roaring through the decades in my machine
1979 Trans Ams my queen
Rock and roll spirit in every last mile
My passion lit with a rebellious smile

The engine fades and the night draws near
The Trans Am whispers legends we revere
In the heart of rock and roll we forever stand
79 Trans Am a legacy grand

Cruising down the highway in my black and gold machine
Six point 0 with the honeycombs
Cruising down the highway in my black and gold machine
Six 0 with the honeycombs

Black and gold a rebel soul
Burning rubber taking control
Seven Nine a classic ride
On the road of freedom we might collide

Got the T-Tops off and my girl sittin' next to me
Sun shinin' down and her blonde hairs blowin' in breeze
Bird on the hood and there's six liters underneath
Summertime's here and were all headed off to the beach

Six point 0 with the honeycombs
Black and Gold with rebel soul

Got nothing to do but cruise around all day
In my one nine seven nine Pontiac T/A
Honeycomb wheels and the white wall tires
Sweet smell of rubber burnin' down the quarter mile

Cruising down the highway in my black and gold machine
Six point 0 with the honeycombs
Cruising down the highway in my black and gold machine
Six 0 with the honeycombs

Black and Gold a rebel soul
Burning rubber taking control
Seven Nine a classic ride
On the road of freedom we might collide

Ya
Hold on tight cause we're riding through the night
Ya
Hold on tight cause we're riding through the night
Oh ya

Black and Gold

Available on streaming platforms: https://linktr.ee/bartlomiej_s91

Oracle

Happy belated 19th to Abi.
Known Abi for a 2 years now and he will tell you he’s like a grumpy old man. He reminds me of Otto from Life of Otto in his younger days. A good man who’s recently won an award for being the best leader and the smartest in his university. Abi is modest and he’ll say, “I sound like I’m bragging.” Well, he just stated the fact that he did win. He’s also a loner who doesn’t smoke and drink which makes it near impossible to make friends in his Mexican university. Admirable really. I was nothing like that.He also wrote a letter to his school complaining about how the professors were too lax. It kinda worked. I do hope he’ll make a few friends and also it would be awesome to work with him on a score in the future.

Song goes:
E9 then triplet scratch then E13 followed by a chromatic run. Verse is E mixolydian. Bit of pushing for the rhythm during prechorus. Simple chorus. Bridge is 9/4 then 7/4 twice so adds up to 32 bars. 4/4 bongos going on gives it polyrhythm. Also a chromatic mediant progression going from Em to G#. Lead  guitar plays hindu scale in the second prechorus and Dorian in the bridge. 

Lyrics: Basically it’s an anti worship song against all forms of worship including pagan worship. Here are the lyrics with annotations

State your name Gloria. State your claim your fame     (Gloria might have been there cos’ the vocal run in ‘Rooster’ by AiC is gorgeous)
when my time is up. Cos' it's never enough, maybe you've failed to fill my cup
Prophets standing on the street. Butchers with all their meat. Can you put my mind at ease
I got more where this comes from. I'm just waiting for my last breath

Prechorus
It's not worth it so we're running on down the hill (we’re gonna take it alright)
Wanna see that your fake smile can be real (set it alight)

Chorus

Silence said the angel to the night
Bow down said the demon to his right. (It sounded badass)
I believe in darkness
I believe in magic
I believe what's tragic
Will save me from harm

Verse 2

You've got the nerve to ask. That woman her age
don't you think before you speak. If you wanna leave here in one piece
Got no time. For time. Got no watch on my grind (I really don’t wear a watch. A smartphone will tell you the time)
So I speak my mind. And I don't speak for all humankind

Pre Chorus 2
It's not pagan when it's part of your core beliefs (namaste)      (Making fun of paganism. I improvised namaste as I thought it sounded spiritual and turns out is Hindi)
That subconscious need to get on your knees. (Touche)

Chorus 2
Silence said the angel to the night
Bow down said the demon to his right
I believe in darkness
I believe in magic
I believe what's tragic
Will save me from harm

Outro:
I believe in darkness
I believe in magic
I believe what's tragic
Will save me from harm

Dark Magic

Manual Disconnect

Lyrics & Vocals by Ruviru
Composition by Daniil & Ruviru
Mixed & Mastered by Marco Stevancevic

The Mendicant

Get the down low on whats happening on hill side.

HillSideLowDown

Declaration of War

Enough Is Enough

WHO’S THAT KNOCKIN ON MY BACK DOOR
LIKE THE WAY I DONE BEFORE
WHO’S THAT KNOCKIN LIKE I WAS BACK THEN

WHAT YOU LOOKIN FOR ANYWAY 
WE'VE SAID ALL THERE IS  TO SAY
THERE AINT NO ONE LEFT TO BLAME

YOU KNOW I NEVER MEANT
TO  BRING YOU DOWN
BUT OUR KARMA BABY  WAS SO UNEVEN
THAT’S HOW I COULD RELAX
WITHOUT THE GUILT OF KNOWIN HOW YOU CRIED
FROM THE STRING OF LIES YOU SPUN  INSIDE YOUR HEAD 
and that’s why

NOW YOUR KNOCKIN ON MY BACK DOOR
LIKE THE WAY I'VE DONE BEFORE
NOW YOU’RE KNOCKIN LIKE I WAS BACK THEN 
aint gonna let you in

REMEMBER WHAT YOU SAID
WHEN YOU TOLD ME THAT I WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND
CERTAIN PEOPLE ARE JUST SMARTER
WELL HOW COULD I FORGET
WHEN I KNEW  YOU WERE TALKING ‘BOUT ME
SO MUCH WISDOM IN YOUR SYMPATHY

BUT WHO’S THAT KNOCKIN ON MY BACK DOOR
LIKE THE WAY I'VE DONE BEFORE
WHO’S THAT LOOKIN LIKE I WAS BACK THEN

WHAT YOU LOOKIN HERE FOR ANYWAY
THERE AINT NOTHIN LEFT TO SAY
YOU’RE JUST LOOKIN FOR SOMEONE TO BLAME

OH DARLING YOU CAN’T GO BLAMING ME FOR YOU
‘CAUSE YOU GOT TO FEEL LIKE A FOOL
I KNOW
BUT IT AINT ME BABY
YOU GOTTA LOOK INTO YOURSELF
IF YOU WANNA FIND SOMEONE TO BLAME

SO STOP THAT HANGIN BY MY BACK DOOR
LIKE THE WAY I DONE BEFORE
NOW YOU’RE LOOKIN LIKE I WAS BACK THEN
AND I’M WONDERIN WONDERIN
WHAT YOU LOOKIN FOR ANYWAY
WE’VE SAID ALL THERE IS TO SAY
THERE AINT NO ONE 
LEFT TO BLAME

I Still Want To Marry You- (Featuring Cassandra Reed)

Experimental music that ranges feral beyond constraints. 

The music covers a lot of non-genres. Multiple resonances include Dark/Ambient, Psych, Doom, Drone, Noise Rock, Kosmische, EDM, Trapwave, and Romantic Era and Post-Romantic, with special nods to the bands Swans, Earth, Caspar Brotzman Massaker, Godspeed You Black Emperor. Dystopian Inspirational for noble outlaws.

Electric guitar, bass, drum kit, lap steel slide and electrified dulcimers played with a violin bow, bodhrán, Peruvian triangle drum, snare drum, silver flute, double shepherd's flute, regular duclimers, spring reverb tank, suling, jaw harp, pungi, khaen, melodica, harmonica, broken cymbal, double wind wand, recorder, boatswain's pipe, penny whistle, slide whistle, MIDI controller to trigger computer's internal synth, voice, found objects, electric tennis racket...

Labels: Kryrart Ambient, Kryrart Records, Camembert Electrique, Cousin Silas Emporium, Dark Stereo, Sounds for the Soul Records.

My name is Rosemary Bensko, and SA is my artist name. While most songs are just me, and I do all the production, when other contributors are involved, they become part of the band for those songs.

Collaborators who contribute a stem to a track or were involved in a jam are always credited: XAW, Igor Iofe, Chris Nolte,Tom McCarthy of TM's Sundae Sauce, Steve Gilmartin, Psychedelic Mayhem, The Fall of Saigon, A.J. Kaufmann, with remixes by The Infinite Wimshurst. There are also joint ventures and SA playing and singing on other people's music.

Lots of music here you won't find elsewhere. Smaller amount is also on Bandcamp, Spotify, YouTube, Pandora, Last.fm, Instagram.

Message From The Abyss

Sound Animal