Falling Leaves

REVOLUTION
Music by Overdrive

Check out the music videos:
https://www.instagram.com/stories/highlights/18041226151467025/
https://www.instagram.com/reel/CsyOkhBOD32/

In one sentence, Slayer meets industrial.

Revolution is a typical 80's thrash metal song with a modern twist. Those who lived that era will recognize several references to numerous bands:
(1) The main riff and the complex cadence of the vocals are inspired by Slayer's Haunting the Chapel;
(2) The main riff is also inspired by Destruction's Bestial Invasion;
(3) The riff during the break in the middle of the song is inspired by the break from Slayer's Piece By Piece;
(4) The siren is a reference to Escape by Metallica;
(5) The guitar solo is inspired by the solo from Megadeth's Piece Sells... But Who's Buying;
(6) The explosion at the end of the song is a reference to the explosion heard at the end of Metallica's Fight Fire With Fire.

There are other references, of course, but you'll have to look for the rest yourself. :-)

The guitars are from the VST plugin for Kontakt called Shreddage 3 Rogue. It's the best distorted guitar library I've experienced to date.

The synthesized vocals are from the Solaria voice package produced by Eclipsed Sounds for Dreamtonics' Synthesizer V software. There are free lite versions of Synthesizer V and Solaria's voice on the Dreamtonics website:
https://dreamtonics.com/synthesizerv/

I hope you enjoy the track.

P. S.: Stay tuned for the upcoming remix of Revolution sung by the great @bawl-slant

Revolution (video in the description)

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Seq60 Oww Extra - Terrestrial Stellar Space Dream   7

The Day I Was Hurt


Zopiclone, Mirtazapine.
My waking dream, my reverie in blue.

Like a massive dose of benzadrine.
Just shaking, I can never dream with you.

After some broken sleep I'm laid awake.
I'm choked, on thoughts of all the days that's done.

Oh, I'm ridden by the witches of the night.
And the devil on my left side.
Says the morning I can't hide.
Oh, lord, I am so tired.
No place to run.

It's the early hours I lay alone.
My empty face lit by my mobile phone.

I can not rest, can't concentrate.
The wastelands in my mind, let a weary moan.

Like a dead beat ghostman of the night.
I wander around, unfeeling and alone.

Oh, I'm haunted by the ghosts in the night.
And the angel on my right side.
Creates a moribund eventide.
Oh, lord, I am so tired.
And I'm so cold. 

These wasted hours I can only share.
With the pillow flowing with your golden hair.

These wasted nights that do not care.
My whole world's floating with you in the dark.

The drugs don't work im still awake,
Not ready for another day. I'm through.

Oh, lay me down before I shake.
A nervous twitch, a reverie of you. 

Like a boxed up jack, I must escape.
From this silence, though, I crave it just like you.

Oh, I'm ridden by the witches till the dawn.
And my soul is frayed and torn.
My eyes are red and wired.
Oh, lord, I'm just so tired,
What can I...

...Wasted words I can only share, 
with the power flowing through your golden hair.

These wasted years I got nowhere.
My whole world's floating with you in the dark.

Oh, I'm ridden by the witches of the night.
And the devil of my left side.
Says the morning cannot hide.
Oh, lord, I am so tired.
No place to run.

Sitting in the clover, red rover, red rover.

The ghost of the night is asleep in the clover.

Bring me up a champion and fetch your sister over.
We can sleep here with the ghosts of the night. 
Bring me forth some water and pockets of mumbles.
We can hold court with the king of the night.


Ghostman of the Night

Made Mine

Nowhere to hide.
Nowhere to run. 
No way to stop.
What is to come.
They're trying to buy...
Your sacred light.
Your sacred light. 

No point in work.
It's all been done.
Nothing to show.
You won't become.
They're trying to buy.
Your sacred light.
Your sacred light.

I was standing at the side of the road.
Hoping somebody would lighten the load.
They're trying to buy.
Your sacred light.

I was dreaming of running away.
I couldn't find truth in what they said.
They're trying to buy.
Your sacred light.

We're all at fault.
Now we are gone.
The game is lost.
The race is run.
They're trying to buy.
Your sacred light.
Your sacred light.

Do you beleive all the lies that they told you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Did you buy what they sold you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
We are gonna blow you all away.
Deliberator.

Do you beleive all the lies that they told you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Can't you feel how they hold you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
We are gonna send them all to war.
Instigator.

Do you beleive everything that they told you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Did you use what they sold you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
We all know what's in store.
Mediator.

Do you beleive all the lies that they told you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Can't you feel how they hold you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
We don't give a fuck what you all say.
Conspirator.

Mother Russia

The strings of my life

Celebrate(3)

Finally released in 2007, this EP (excluding the 2 remixes of songs from 1991 album ‘Putting It About’) represents the aftermath of Beats Working’s 2001 Calm album - 4 songs employing epic sounds, big ballads etc. Until 2007 it was not decided whether or not to treat these songs as part of the still yet to be finished ‘Perspection’ album. A very good guitar solo also from Simon Prickett on this song.

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Where's The Music Playing Now by Beats Working (John Hardman)

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Ghostman of the Night

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