As usual, a work in progress until last day of the month. Enjoy!

MTD Mixtape September 2022

gershock

A playlist of songs that I first recorded between January and July 2022. Taken from the albums Spuk 3-7.

2022: A Satellite in the Sky

SpukSchreibMaschine

Stay on the Yangtze was originally released in 2018, but I temporarily pulled the track from SoundCloud to allow for further development. The additions of arpeggiated synths and emotive rototoms provided much needed depth and polish.

Sinny: rototoms, air cooler scrapes, The Night Cricket, tambourine, trashformer cymbal; rhythm, synth, guitar, and mallet programming

Stay on the Yangtze

Track 01 from the album "The Motive of the Prophets" by Psychotic Son
Words & music by Robert Lawrence Postrel
Produced and published by Rob Postrel Music (2021)
All instrumentation, vocals, and arrangement by Robert Lawrence Postrel
Release date: September 30, 2021
Official sites: https://linktr.ee/psychoticson

In the beginning, the sheep were allowed to play
Being fed their bullshit, every single day
The motive of the prophets, makes it very clear
Obey us when we tell you to, and you’ll have nothing to fear

Trouble lies ahead, and it won’t be easy
The leaders of the world are very sleazy
Hands on the cash, a finger on the button
With no regard for the utter destruction

The orange glow’s still glowing on the horizon
Still giving hope to millions and millions
The motive of the prophets, makes it very clear
Rise up and don’t repeat; the sheep will still adhere

Into the darkness, we walk
But still, we don’t see
The storm is here, so save yourself
And come with me…

The Motive of the Prophets

Ah, little Jenny Tucker.
Reputation as a looker.
Walking up and down on her beat.
Bin by the sands.
More than holding hands.
With her high-heeled shoes on her feet.
Says it's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...
It's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

Oh, I feel like I should go.
But I guess you'd never know.
So I always stay.
Now there's no walking away.
But it's alright... It's alright... it's alright... 

A real easy lady.
To anything, she says, "Maybe."
Her doors open usually.
But she caught me at a bad time in my life.
One another had me down on my knees.
But it's alright... it's alright..  it's alright...
It's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

Am I wasting my time on you?
I only wanted to screw.
Now I've gotta pay.
If I walk away.
But it's alright... it's alright... it's alright... 

Trapped with you by circumstance.
I never stood a fucking chance.
You made all decisions you see.
before the thought occurred to me. 
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright.. 
It's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

My drinking days were hindering.
I didn't know where to begit.
To get away from you, my sweet.
To cast aside that thing called...
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright... 
It's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

It's alright.

Jenny was wandering alone around the town.
Trusting to providence to not let her down.
Hoping to snatch, a happening from the night air.
Forgetting all her worries and her manifold fears. 

See, Jenny has numerous problems in life.
Learned not to care about it, to take the strife.
Wittle away at everything that she owned.
She never thought to let out, a cry or a moan. 

Ah, Jenny was kicked out of care at sixteen.
Sat on a wall, to eat her pudding.
The opposite thing, were all that she'd ever known.
A mattress in a bedsit, the only thing that she owned. 

So, Jenny was viewing the storm from above.
She expected nothing, not least to go up.
Going to war, with expected fancies.
She could charm the snakes, out from under a tree. 

A pretty face like yours could get you away.
If you had a head on your shoulders to say.
"I don't want this, I don't want anything more."
But it's easier to buy your gifts from a store. 

Jenny's not strong enough to stand it for long.
All of the choices she made had been  wrong.
A man for tomorrow, another one for yesterday.
The things in your way, a bomb to blow them away. 

While the night ain't over.
While the night is moving. 

It's alright. 

Jenny says, "You're out of her life."
She's never gonna be your wife. 

Jenny says, "you've gone too far."
She's driving off in your fast car. 

Jenny says, "fuck you shes done."
You'll never find where she has gone. 

It's alright. 

Jenny is stepping right up to the plate.
Jenny is standing at the starting gate.
Jenny is leaving us, Jenny is off into space.
A selfless sacrifice, which at least she can face. 

Jenny's a mystery, Jenny's a bore.
Jenny was crying out for a bit more.
Jenny took everything, whilst the cat was away.
Jenny says there was nothing left for you to pay. 

Jenny has LSD in a small bag.
Jenny has fingers to take off the tags.
I don't want this life, I don't want anything more.
Rid of the things in her way, with the tools to make them all pay.

Jenny's a superstar, Jenny's a tramp.
Jenny has no one in this world to thank.
Jenny's got soldiers, lined up next to her egg.
Ah, making you beg, a scar at the top of her leg.

The Ballad of Jenny Tucker

Just Like You

Oh, don't try that bullshit with me, my dear.
Or I'll be giving you a wave.
Your fantasies are growing out of hand.
Just one more on my list to save.

I'm the one that showed you all the secret ways.
Paths to avoid; how to behave.
You've taken all these gifts that I bestowed on you.
Turned them to something in your brain.

Oh, c'est la vie.
You say to me.
Because we're only here once.
You don't follow.
Advice (to) say no.
Your first reaction is to plunge.

The path to twisted logic is not paved with gold.
The years of struggle take their toll.
Although I don't excuse the things you've done.
It's hard to dig out of a hole.

A story in your mind is not the same as truth.
A fort that's built on shifting sands.
The tide of time came in and cut you off.
Its waters covered up your lands.

Oh, c'est la vie.
You say to me.
This is the only chance we get.
(I) don't want to know.
Your problems, though.
And no one's giving you a gett.

A shout from afar.
There's a message you're missing. 
There's are signs coming up.
You should read.
Their letters unopened.
Their warnings unheaded.
In the absence of reason.
You can't breathe.

This is a final reminder.
A notice they're serving.
An advertising campaign on TV. (x2)
The path that you're on.
It's the wrong road you've taken.
The deadly silence in between.
This is the silence in between.

Oh, don't give me that nonsense there's beauty in truth.
You beat the fuckers to the punch.
I've always been a cynic I worry too much.
Won't always get you a free lunch. 

Your mother always told you "we don't hold a grudge".
But, you can't seem to let it go.
She doesn't know you cos you hide it all so well.
Select few people in the know.

Oh, c'est la vie.
Live fast and free?
Only the foolish that stay young.
Forever goes, on through the snow.
You're best placed if you are amongst.
Oh, c'est la vie.
You say to me.
"Will they forgive me in the end?"
Before I go.
A sign to show.
There's certain things that you can't mend.

Caught in the middle.
A crook and a fork in the road.
You took what you wanted.
And never thought to give back some.
To all the people who helped you to make your way up.
All the things that you did trying to make sure that they would say.
"You're okay".
You used your advantage to pull the wool over her eyes.
Never imagining we could see straight through your straight through your lies.
The depths that you'd sink to.
Just to appear to be sound.
It got to the point when nobody wanted you around.
In the town.
A drink in the morning to stop you from wretching means nowt.
It's better to keep it all in than to let all out.
Nobody wants to hear about your childhood you know.
If you won't move on from it, then you won't have any room to grow.
All for show.

Oh, don't you tell me c'est la vie.
When you don't practice what you preach.

A chat with the neighbours upon whom you always impress.
Exacting credentials, oh, you wear your heart on your chest.
"Don't listen to anything anyone says about me".
You say with a grin as you walk to the shop for your beers.
"I'll say cheers"
Nobody's saying that you had it easy you know.
But that doesn't mean that you can just be a bastard and go.
Off on a tangent on any vaguely similar theme.
That makes you look brilliant at least in your mind as you scheme.
In your dreams.

Oh, don't you tell me c'est la vie.
When you don't practice what you preach. [x2]

It's the bitterness seeping out of you in a giant cloud.
What a clown.

It's been so long that it really isn't the same in this town.
In fact things are better now that you are never around.
Like a bad smell that we just couldn't get to go away.
You stay for a week when you promised to stay for a day.
I must say.
You borrowed some money, hoping that you'd find your way home.
Never stopping to think.
Or thanking your folks for the loan.
I don't know what it is but there's just something off with your tone.
A slight whiff of violence.
You're just like a dog with a bone.
A no go.

Narcissistic.
C'est la vie.



C'est la Vie

One fine morning
Sat on double time.
Doing nothing.
While the flowers shine. 

You were always electric you were Always a star.
With the right guidance you could really go far.
you just wouldn't listen to the advice that I gave.
Just kept repeating the same old mistakes.

Since you're not here
I've been doing fine.
Almost wiped you.
clearing my mind.

It's easy to say looking back down the line.
But you were a massive waste of my Time.
You caused loads of hassle you weren't sent from above.
A promise you made. a promise of love.

You don't see the world in colour
You don't see the world in light. 
You only see the bad things in your life. 
The world is filled with people
With the wool over their eyes.
it comes as no surprise.

You were always electric, you were kissed by the fire.
A dead weight that meant that. I could never go far.
Never particularly happy with me.
A second class person, a useless degree.

Glad to watch you
Go on your way.
Whilst I sit here.
On a new day. 

It's easy to say now I've forgotten your face.
I'm not even sure I was involved in the race.
You tried to break me but I just wouldn't bend.
It's definitely me who is returned in the end.

You don't see the multicolor.
You don't see the hazy light.
You've never stopped to think about the stars.
The world is full of people who can never sever ties
So it comes as no surprise.

You don't see the best in people.
You don't try to use your mind.
You're only out to see what you can take.
The world is full of people who put tears into your mind.
So it comes as no surprise.

Always Electric

Бандера - Вендетта

While I constantly reflect on life, I wrote music. This past year has come with some closure, but also brought some opening. Sit back and chill while you listen to my story! EP is also out on Spotify!

Need Mastering? Hit up Tyler Clark of Devil Den Records

Samadhi

I Cannot (You Do Not)

I DID THIS FOR MY MOMMY,  I MISS HER, & WE WOULD BLAST MUSIC SO DAMN LOUD & JUST SING, JAMMING IN THE CAR, AT HOME! I AM SO THANKFUL FOR HER!
 SHE LOVED SO MUCH MUSIC LIKE ME, THIS IS ONE OF HER TOP 25 SONGS.
 A COVER OF TRACY CHAPMAN - IT WAS A LOT OF FUN! _ AND A LOT OF WORK!!!  I HOPE Y'ALL LIKE IT!!!    MUCH LOVE TO Y'ALL!!     XOXOXOXO!!!

KRAE-  ~ 'JUST GIVE ME ONE REASON ' ~(KENNA-RAE COVER VOCALS FOR MY BELOVED MOMMY)

Matt Hancock

Haven't Seen The Sun

Look at The Sun [Nancy Pie]

Days in the Sun

Hola! esperando que tengan un genial fin de semana les dejo un nuevo episodio con nueva portada en esta ocasión el Episodio N°11. Disfruten like y compartir saludos! good vibes! =)

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MAGIC MIRROR mix Vol.14

Moonlight bath

Squirrel Pants

Yes, another of my songs using 7/4.  The verse pattern is 2-2-3.  I am using the higher ranges of my voice on this song.  I sing and play lead guitar on this song.  All other instruments and effects are those available in Cubase.  The guitar is a Squire Strat with David Gilmour EMG pickups.  The guitar effect is called The Wall.

Photosynthesis

Verse 1:
The sun is shining down
No one has a frown
On the many fine plants
Nor the friendly ants
They love the warmth
Even those in the North

Chorus:
Yes photosynthesis
That is the wonder
A long word in sentences
But it has thunder
It’s not a blunder
From way down under

Verse 2:
Turning the sun’s energy to life
Just like a man who loves his wife
Bringing water and gas together
Stringing molecules in a tether
Making oxygen out of thin air
Just an expression that is so fair

Chorus

Bridge:
Photosynthesis
Life Giving Force
Keeping mankind alive

Verse 3:
The energy stored in carbohydrates
That savor on our plates
Those little sugars that taste so good
Even when they seem like wood
Are at the core of life on Earth
Even traveling from Sydney to Perth

Final Chorus:

Outro:
Thank you, plants

Photosynthesis 2

A remaster of the original from 2022.

Lyrics

I guess I'm all out of heroes.
I tried to make one of you.
In the confusion of youth
I met guards I could not get through.

Your useless defense is.
To be quite offended.
And not look me in the eye. 
Yeah. 

There isn't such a thing as heroes.
It's all a little white lie.
We tell ourselves to feel better 
They're all just trying to get by.

It's just circumstances
Them people took chances.
So bring them down from the sky. 
Yeah

I only had simple heroes.
The type you see every day. 
A normal man or a woman.
Turns out to be quite two faced.

When it comes to the crunch, 
then you just come out punching.
And find no one by your side. 
Yeah. 

Heroes fly away. 
Heroes come to play. 
Heroes for a day. 

No invite to come out to play.
A betrayal but not to your face.
A pedestal no longer on.
They don't know the words to your songs.
An excuse instead of a face. 
Not even aware of the race.
A blanket ban on the children.
And they've never spent very long. 



No Heroes

Oh, it was alright at the start.
But then you drank too much, and things just start to slowly fall apart.
And it'll be alright in the end.
And all the other bullshit coming from your friends.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You can't do nothing and expect things just to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

You got yourself some little tart.
Kidding yourself that you're so much better than you are.
They all think you're a fucking dick.
Be better if it didn't take you years to realise it.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You best do something if you're wanting shit to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

So you pour yourself another drink,
And you're gipping in your kitchen sink.
There's empty cans hidden in every hole.

And you're kidding no one but yourself.
There's no escaping mental health.
Reflection staring back all pale and gaunt.

The fun has gone it passed you by.
Old Red eyes they don't even cry.
They only get more angry at the world.

The only solution's another drink.
Another drink and, another drink.
That familiar feeling, all safe and warm.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
Give it three days and you'll be rid of the fucking shakes.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

Cigarettes and Alcohol [2023]

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