Yet another playlist where i showcase tracks by artists and bands that i've found on Soundcloud whose music has moved me.  HERE are songs that sound like they belong in a different era...  a time where there was a certain innocence.  if you like what you hear, visit their page and show them some love....  gracias!

TIME TRAVEL

KENNA-RAE'S- ONE OF MY PERSONAL PLAYLIST YEASSSSS XOXOXO

Classic Pop Rock

Stuff I Like 13

New songs, that were released in the second half of 2023. Taken from the albums, Sponges and More Sponges. I Am The Walrus [E.P], The Mist [E.P], and also the album Sparks.




2023: Ridden by the Witches of the Night

SpukSchreibMaschine

Morning sun 
I'll keep your light in me
And I won't let anyone darken you

On My Way

Track 3 of the EP 'Quaint Love'.

Lyrics:

Just place a roof above me, start the rain
Before it’s all gone, before its all gone
Just place a roof above me, start the rain
Before it’s all gone, before its all gone

To think I would kneel down at your feet
Before it’s all gone, before its all gone
I ask myself why I kneel down at your feet
Before it’s all gone, before its all gone

All Gone

In this bar
Where some people come and go
They work to realize their dreams

Dream's Bar

Remixed & Remastered 

Produced by- Microphone Mafia- https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/NbqjZYX2K9GhbXSa7


Cover Art by- E.PBeats-https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/UkrrULRGppuBaZuh7

Grave (Prod. Microphone Mafia)

Matt Hancock

Haven't Seen The Sun

Look at The Sun [Nancy Pie]

Days in the Sun

Mix needs titivation drums are too loud, great work on the vocals Kenna-Rae
Kenna-Rae's Profile: https://soundcloud.com/kenna-rae-877529657

Never Be Too Long - Collab w/ Kenna-Rae

Hop Scotch - Collab w/ Kenna-Rae

Country rap old school wildin 👀🍻🍻🍻🍻🍻❤️

Downtown After Midnight

Where's the time that you had on your side?
Where's a bottle to drink when you need it?
Where's a father to set you to task?
Where's a mother, who's there with a pass?

There's a field full of flowers and grass.
Let's just say that it's somewhere in England.

Maybe warmth from the sun of the day.
Radiates from the Earth as if dreaming.

There's a crow watching you from a fence.
No way for you to guess what he's thinking.

You, yourself, are just there, sitting around.
Devoted to, just The Crow, just the thinking.

Let's insert in this scene, somewhat obviously seen.
An extraneous mass, which requires; a task.
Hey, ho, away we go!

There's a field framed with oak trees and beach.
Let's face facts that it's somewhere in England.

And the hum of the birds and the bees.
Fills you up in the still of the evening.

Oh, the tumbling cascading downs.
Are a never-ending dream of England.

That's it, boy, take a good look round.
(it's the last chance you'll get)
While the crows just sit watching and waiting.

Yet, insert in this scene international schemes.
Which the men undertake, for generals on the make.
Like a madman; half baked.
Stepping stones on a lake.
Oh no, down we go.

There's an old station there in the town.
Full of old iron keys and such sundries.

And the wood there is aged and careworn.
And the empire remains in the features. 

There's a comfort in old-fashioned things.
Reminding us that we're deeply rooted.

To a time and a place and scene.
(a time and a place and a scene)
But a murder of crows could remove it. 
(a time and a place and a scene)

Let's insert in this scene, somewhat obliquely seen.
An external great mass, which requires a task.
Which you must undertake,
with forbearance and haste.
Oh no, down we go. 

Haul the sails, and set the course,
we're sailing out to sea.
Those in the midship, chart the course,
the route that's planned for we.
Set the tiller.
Haul the sail.
Chart the course.
Or else...
we'll fail.

Oh no! to the crows we go!
Oh no! to the crows we go!
Oh no! to the crows we go!

Where's the time that you had on your side?
Where's the time that you wasted on dreaming?
Where's the friends that you need by your side?
Passing by just along for a ride. 

Oh, these were your days.
Oh, this could be the making of you.
Oh, no need for delay.
The whole nation expects such great things for you.

Oh, these were your days.
Oh, this should be the making of you.
Oh, no need for dismay.
The whole nation expects such great things of you.
For England.

Where's your God? Can he keep you alive?
Where's your God? what? is anyone winning?
When your God is a dream for the spring.
Where's he now? amongst most other things?

Where's your God now your lain on the grass?
Where's your God while you lay out here dying?
Where's your God now that nobody knows?
That you're lying in a field full of crows. 

Oh, those were the days,
Oh, they're really a testament to you.
Oh, surrounded by crows,
Crows are suddenly circling you.
For England!



The Crows

A Miller has no dreams.
He can not hope to see every horse in every stream.
There's no need to spur.
A horse that's travelling, already up to speed.

Look to the stars.
Stare up all you like, but you'll never get that far.
Look to the sky.
You'll never understand. you're never gonna fly.

The kids dont think in dreams.
Taken, locked away, a never-ending scream.
A future made obscene.
Squandered on a stupid capitalist scheme.

The kids don't think at all.
Waiting for the day they're lined against a wall.
A conflict of the mind.
The world of black and white, pointed, erudite.

Look to the stars.
Shine on alkaline, you're just fine as you are.
Look to the sky.
You're never gonna know why the world is passing by.

While the miller told his tale.
The sword of damocles, descending, deft, unfurled.
The trampling of the damned.
Can you hear them fall? a back against a wall.

Look to the stars.
Climb up any height, the distance is too far.
Look to the sky.
Forget it ammonite. It's where they placed the bar.

Chase Thee Not! The Moon

When I was young, 
Could not read the signs.
Could not see behind eyes.
Need to hear things.
What was left for me?

Out on the road.
People let go.
It's not that they know,
Anything you don't.
Wisdom in jest, you see.

Oh! "When I was a child."
"Where I came from."
Yeah? You're responsible, too.

Just a word before I go.
All you people are dead to me.

Mind: Follow me.
We'll stare at these stars.
That's a planet, it's Mars.
Not that you care.
Can't avoid destiny.

Home is a place.
Where you collect things.
To place inside tins.
Until you lose them.
For all eternity.

Oh, "when I was a child."
I put that away.
Girl, you should do too.

There's just you and your own.
All you people are dead to me.

Oh, "when I was a child."
Forget that one. Boy.
Not important to you.

Just a word in your ear.
All you people are dead to me.

A look from out.
The side of an eye.
A moment to spy.
Whats behind them.
However, fleeting.

A silent dig.
Inside of the mind.
Beside enemy's lines.
Nothing to bind them.
Yes, I'll be leaving.

Oh, "when I was a child."
I thought as such.
I was naught but a fool.

I discovered, too late.
Mostly.
People, they are dead to me.

Oh, "When I was a child."
"Where I came from."
Yeah? You're responsible, too.

Just a word before I go.
All you people are dead to me.













All You People Are Dead To Me

We shouldn't have to fight.
The piles of skulls must show it.
Who cares who's really right?
Nobody really knows it.
The road out of this place.
Littered with bones like you and me.
The dreams that floated high.
Same as dreams that sink to ground.

This is a road to nowhere.
It's all a route to now.

A spaceman in the clouds,
knows that he matters nought.
A twinkling in the eye.
Your time has come around.
The bell tolls out for thee.
The bells keep ringing out.
The cowboys and the cows.
Are dust to blow around...,

This is a road to nowhere.
It's all a route to now.
We're all on a road to nowhere.
There isn't even hell.

I don't think on the world,
When I'm no longer in it.
and if I try to think on death.
I just can't see much in it.
I do not think of frying pans,
somebody making love to you,
I do not sit and think and about.
All the people waiting to die.

This is a road to nowhere.
It's all a route to now.
We're all on a road to nowhere.
There isn't even hell.

A Road To Nowhere

Needed Me Too

Circles

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]

Nor blanket of kindness, nor blanket of snow.
Covers me whole. Makes no inroads from...
The giant black smoke stack that bellows and blows.
Oh, how it blows. 
Blows out and blows.

Oh, please, oh, please.
Save me, from me.
Eloise, in your garden of love.
Oh, please, won't you please.
Save me, from being me.
Eloise, in your garden of love.

The choices I make must sit right in my head.
Eloise. Come with me.
If I make the wrong choice, I'll wish I were dead.
Eloise, we could be...
So happy you joined us, though you're rather late.
Honey, please, Set me free.
Now eat everything that we put on your plate.
On my knees, work with me.

Oh, please, won't you please.
Save me from just me.
Eloise, in your garden of love.
Oh, please, please, please.
Save me, save me, save me.
Eloise, in your garden of love.

Now I'm walking and talking.
And barely forestalling this breakdown.
Won't come free.
Eloise, in the garden of love.
I walk and I talk.
And say all the words I'm supposed to say now.
Alter me. 
Eloise, in your garden of love.

Some sort of third verse that explains the first two.
Eloise. Follow me?
The storm in your mind can't contain what you do.
Eloise. Follow me?

Oh, please, won't you please.
Save me, only me.
Eloise, with your garden of love.
Oh, please, please, please.
Save me, me, me.
Eloise, with your garden of love.

I'm walking, I'm baulking.
I'm right on the edge of a breakdown.
From the fee.
Eloise. Eloise  Eloise.
I can't walk, and I can't talk.
I can't alter the words that you say now.
Fancy free. 
Eloise. 
In your garden of love.

The choices I make must sit right in my head.
If I make the wrong choice, I'll wish I were dead.
Eloise in your garden of love.











Eloise

Regarding your heaven, regarding your fate.
Regarding your love and regardless of hate.
Regardless of them who stand opposite you.
Regardless of me; regardless of whom.

Regarding some potion that magically takes,
any ills or bad omens or demons away.
Regarding your father, regarding the sun.
Regarding the wastelands of what you've become.

Regardless of fortune, regardless of fame.
Who made you my master? Apportioned the blame?
Who gave you the fire? Who gave you the book?
Who tipped you the wink, put me on the hook?

Regardless of mantra, regardless of chi.
The world keeps revolving around you and me.
Regarding much plastic, oh, needlessly things.
We occupy nothing, we hardly begin.

Regarding the dolphins, regarding the trees,
Regarding your worries, about all the bees.
Regarding your woman, regarding a zoo.
Regarding your politics, a who's who of who.

Regarding the rules that you used for your laws.
A con man's statistic that we all ignore.
Regarding a prison, regarding long rope.
Regarding my wishes, regardless of hope.



Regardless

Leave it with me, and we'll see.
What we find without.
What the talks about.
What they've left around.
What goes round and round.

Leave it with me, and we'll see.
What we're dealing out.
What we worked around.
What it's all about.
Why we're talking loud.

The spark that glows can be restored.
The spark is fed, the fire roars.

Just let it be, and we'll see.
What the chats about.
What they're hawking out.
Where the feelings gone.
Where we're going wrong.

Just let it be, and we'll see.
What they're paying on.
What's the chance they're gone.
What's the right and wrong.
Whether it's begun.

The spark lights up the window pane.
Only the blackened charred remains.
The spark that glows can be restored.
The spark is fed, the fire roars.

What the life's about.
spinning lies around.
What this loves about.
What lies round about. 

What is going on.
Where it all went wrong.
Why the fuss began.
When the rabbit rabbit ran.

The spark lights up the feilds again.
Showing only charred remains.
The spark that glows can be restored.
The spark is fed, the fire roars.

Leave it with me, and we'll see.
When it's coming back.
A surprise attack.
What or not, the craic.
That we sorely lack.

Leave it to me, and we'll see.
What the chats about.
What they're hawking out.
Where the feelings gone.
Where we're going wrong.


Spark

“Reach Release” 
This Album has 11 Songs - 4 solo, 6 full band and 1 in-between. A time capsule of where I’ve been the last few years. 

It features Chris Di Bernardo on Drums, Clay Lyons on Saxophone and Tom Dehlinger on Pedal Steel 
(myself on the other instruments). 

Drums Engineered by Skylar W. Nahn
Rest Engineered by Myself 
Solo Tracks Mixed/Mastered by Mike Zirkel
Band Tracks Mixed by Myself 
Full Album Mastered by Bruce Butkovich

Artwork by Ben Spatol

I Don't Know

Summer Twilight

Seasons

Pre-save here: https://ffm.to/aspectzero-confusion

Confusion

Sitting by the light,
of the fireside,
A solid rock.
Nagging of cocaine,
eats into your brain,
this all you've got?
Hard to follow through.
Disobey the rules.
You act too cool.
Hard to stay alive.
When you are the night 
You are the fool.

Oh, it's hard to say.
Which the way.
Will win the day.
Just one away.

It's been years since I have thought of you.
It's been years since I became the fool.
Such a fool.

Trying to win the fight.
Between wrong and right.
Another shot.
The insistent call.
of alcohol.
Can be forgot.
But, the persuasive soft claim.
Of the profane.
Takes a lot.
You can feel the drain.
You can slowly fade.
No matter what.

Oh, the soft refrain.
Of your Cocaine.
Gets in my brain.
I'm blown away.

It's been years since I've thought at all of you.
It's been years since I became the fool.
Such a fool.

Find the sunshine, in the borderlands of your heart.
The first clue, the derring-do, of the fool.
Such a fool.
Such a fool.

Such a fool.
Such a fool.

The Fool

Annie (https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut) came up with the idea and concept for this track. Each of us worked on a part, Annie mixed this final result while I designed the cover. 

KalaHari

What You Mean to Me

Your Moon

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.



