Fascinating, funny, and inventive. And very coherent, considering its origins.

So Many Deaths
Written and Performed by Michael Fitch
2022, All Rights Reserved

When the rains came,
the carillon rang out above the pairing ships
the Good Shepherd Lutherans, 
a call to communion
their flagons filled
Twenty-three bells, for whom do you toll?
If it's God's plan, then pull the guns
from the hands of the white man

By the early afternoon, 
the rains had made pools along the Mile Ground
the dead were floating in it,
the bodies bobbing were the innocent
and the flies soon swooned
four and twenty jenny wrens flying in
to steal the crumpled spins of the skeletons

Your eyes wouldn't believe
the extent of the greed
when a nation of laws won't prevent
so many deaths

Look how you leave us with nothing to lose...

So Many Deaths

Hello,

I don't know what this song sounds like. Can you tell me? I made this in the Broward County College library. I have no headphones, and  I couldn't use my speakers because I didn't want to disturb the other people here in the library. Let me know how it sounds! Thanks...

All Glory to Your Creator, YHVH, the Creator of the ends of the earth who neither faints nor is weary, His understanding is unsearchable... (Yeshayah 40:28)

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I went to the movies twice this summer, after not having been there since well before the pandemic. This music came out of that experience, as I was reminded of how much I love the cinema.

Roll The Credits

Another(the sixth) installment with my friends, these amazing Trout😊 And our Friend and percussionist Tot.

The Smoking Trout 

Uziel---Lyrics and vocals
Tea R Sea--Producer/Synth/sound effects
TexMex Shaman --lead Guitar/Bass
StonerJazz--Background guitar/altered voicing
And a Special Thank You to Tot. For the Wonderful beats!!!


Lyrics

 those normal little things... pass us by, pass ussssssss
mirage of migrant, trucks full of food tiny boutiques nose up looking down
street dancers, performers, the arts little stalls selling fruit

and the bus tumbles through

HOWEVER GUS, You remember Gus? The driver of this bus...
Regretfully informs us that our engine food is at the edge of E, and the only thing we'll be running on soon is fumes

And as we approach, We can hear
A dusty massive heart beating city industry eldritch being and foreboding
Sitting atop his sky scrapers gloating
"Hungry enough yet?" It's beastly maw cries! "It's 10 for 5 and the price only went up 6.7%
Nothing to you, you're worker bees and you can make more honey, can't you?"

While yes that's true
We are the life blood that flow through
But people like me and you
Can't afford it

Fortune cookie flavor our journey
It's the last I got
I'm looking for the old woman
The gate keeper to the other side
Where we have the wholly divide
Away from this hellish relish
And Instead:
Dumpling soup, dumpling plump, fried in foie gras butter perhaps?
Holy condiment burns through fiery on your Thai chili adjusted tongue,

BUT THAT'S JUST ME! It tastes different for everyone

"OH, I can't help it!

We are all starving, the bus is outta' gas, and spewing smoke, Gus is cussing up a storm, Roberta's lighting up her last swiff... I think Larry's getting water?... but we're all outta food"
said Jimmy to Sally and Stu

All digging through our pockets to get the last crumb or two
Looking forward to what we have to share
But it looks like
It's not a lot

Dumpling Stew(#6)- Tea R Sea/Uziel/TexMex Shaman/Tot. "The Smoking Trout"

Music by Hermit Da-Ko: https://soundcloud.com/hermit-da-ko
Vocals by Cosmic Keanu
Mastered by Hobocop https://soundcloud.com/metrocityrecords

Creeping Death - Metallica Cover (Music by Hermit Da-Ko) An OfficerMurphy Master

Music by Paploviante
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Vocals & Lyrics by Cosmic Keanu

Never Alone

I pray my eyes will open to you
And my heart will understand
I cry out for your wisdom
Knowing the house of the righteous will stand

Hatred stirs up all of our strife,
Love covers our offenses
The wise learn to walk upright
The wages of the righteous is life

With you
We are not alone
Not alone
Never alone
I know

Riches mean nothing at our last breath,
righteousness rescues us
Fear of the LORD prolongs our lives,
He is a shield to those who walk by His side

A tranquil heart is life to the body,
And understanding will guard you
Do not say, “I will repay evil”;
Wait for the LORD, and He will save you.

[chorus]

Blessed is one who trusts in the LORD.
those who trust have found the fountain of life
For the Lord gives us wisdom
Just as the Lord gave us our lives

We are praised by our insight,
And all our deeds will return
The steadfast and righteous attain life,
The blameless are the LORD’s delight.

[chorus]

A joyful heart is good medicine,
Kindness flows from the fountain of wisdom
A merciful person does himself good,
Upright Integrity will guide them

Way of the LORD is a mighty stronghold,
The righteous will never be shaken
When the whirlwind passes over, 
The righteous have an everlasting foundation.

Never Alone (Paploviante & Cosmic Keanu)

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O Holy Day (No More Night)

O holy day, the Son is brightly shining,
It is the day of our savior’s return;
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
When He appears all souls feel their worth
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn;

Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angel voices!
O day divine! O day when Christ returns!
O day, O Holy day, O day, of His return!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming;
Before God’s throne all of us will stand
Light of the world now forever gleaming,
There is no darkness left in the land

The King of Kings, to our weakness no stranger,
In all our trials born to be our friend;

Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angel voices!
O day divine! O day when Christ returns!
O day, O Holy day, O day, of His return.

Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is Love and His gospel is Peace;
Chains shall he break, for the slave is our brother,
And in His name all oppression shall cease

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful Chorus raise we;
Let all within us praise His holy name!

Christ is the Lord, O praise His Name forever,
Proclaim His holy name, Jesus, Lord, forevermore,
Proclaim His holy name, Jesus, Lord, forevermore!

O Holy Day (No More Night)

Remix of The Reluctant Emperor https://soundcloud.com/lungmanuk/the-reluctant-emperor

The Emperor's New Dub

Recorded in the mid 90's this was a favourite from my childhood
Artwork by Paul Toomer  https://plus.google.com/u/0/110802920588754416909/posts

Don't Bring Me Down (Pretty Things Cover)

Lyrics and Artwork by Paul Toomer

As I sat there staring,blank faced with mind bursting
Penny for them,she asked
But I left her with nothing
For my thoughts were worth more than a mere penny piece
They would not be transferred for ten golden geese
It was a pub that I sat in,miles from home
This chair so big,but by no means a throne
A bustling crowd of many a culture
I sat with a stranger,who seemed like a vulture
Pretty as she was,I could see far inside
I started to question why I left the place in which I reside
Hand digging deeper inside of my pocket
Drink after drink I could not seem to stop it
Now day became night in this far away land
The voices were strange but by no means bland
The time had come for the bell to ring
And all of the people on leaving would sing
All except one,on this chair he would stay
For his thoughts had told him today he should stay
As she went off to powder her nose
He felt an urge to have it away on his toes
Birmingham, goodbye I shall not come again
You won't get me back,not even for those geese of ten

Geese Of Ten

Atticus Pride sat on a shelf 
With amongst other shit
Was a government health warning,
To all those that pass
Atticus Pride talks out of his ass

He lives in the future
He has a time machine
It's run out of gas 
now he's stuck in 1918 

The whistle blew yet no one knew
What was to come in our fight with the hun
As he stood taking in the view
The elongated sloth fell right into
The enemy bunker inside his shoe

Motion slowed,time flowed blasts echoed
Still no one had a clue
Motion slowed,time flowed blasts echoed
he came to save me and you

As the mushroom grew Atticus flew
Out from the soil,with blood on the boil he's about to foil

The advance from within the farms of olive oil
oh my woman she cries
From the skies he cut his ties,oh my woman she cries

The ties fell,they had no smell,no taste,no sound at all
Dropping on the troops stood on the ground
All around the butterflies they make a muffled sound
Bellies rumbled no one frowned they danced around
Souls jumped in and soul out and stamped on the saints name's
Upon every single one of London's doors 
He lives in the future and  He has a time machine
It's run out of gas in 1918

Atticus Pride

Does anyone still give credit to "the universe" for orchestrating blessings in their lives? I have known many people that will talk about the universe as if it is a living entity that bestows fortune and divine appointments into their lives. The Torah of YHVH Elohim has predicted this behavior for well over five thousand years. And even before the earth was created the Creator YHVH knew how every "wise" person would think.

If you give credit to the universe for the manifestation of fortune and grace in your life, then in a roundabout way you know He is real. So cut to the chase:

"For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead, so that they are without excuse, because, although they knew God, they did not glorify Him as God, nor were thankful, but became futile in their thoughts, and their foolish hearts were darkened. Professing to be wise, they became fools, and changed the glory of the incorruptible God into an image made like corruptible man—and birds and four-footed animals and creeping things."

Romans 1:20-23

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