A rock song about finding out who you are.  I supplied the guitar tracks and vocal. David Hynes supplied the bass track. Roy Blake provided the drum and organ tracks. Roy also provided the mixing and mastering. Produced by Rich O'Brien and Roy Blake. Richard O’Brien © 2022

Photography by Rob Dodson.

The Highway

No Witness

Scribila DTN - Another One KH (prod.SebzBeats)

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Scribila DTN - Another One KH (prod.SebzBeats)

Universal Railroads

Inspired by the feeling of trying to ease a troubled mind by taking a walk during the cold early darkness of winter.

Midnight Stroll

An expression of sitting around in the rain waiting for the week to start over.

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Weekend Mountain Rains

MR URINATOR

Another day of high school madness
Teacher calls to come in front of class
Girls are giggling, boys look evil
Everybody is an asshole, everybody laughs

Later on the way to toilet
Every lesson, every break
3 guys wait behind the corner
Sweatbox, kicks you have to take

Call me Mr. Urinator
I am here for soul castration
Call me Mr. Urinator
Bring it on to my damnation

Another day of high school madness
Pushed the head to toilet bowl
Urine taste and strangulation
Break my body, break my soul

No more toilet, no more bully
Fuck yourself, don’t call me names
Pissface, Mr. Urinator
No more suffer, no more games

Call me Mr. Urinator
I am here for your predation
Call me Mr. Urinator
Brace your brain for urination

Another day of high school madness
Wait behind the toilet door
Lurking ambush, turn the tables
Kick the bully to the floor

Push his head into the toilet
Hear him suffer, hear him cry
Whack the lid against his head
Watch him bleed and watch him die

Watch his brain squeeze in the bowl
Get your dick his brain to pee
Call me Mr. Urinator
Now I’m avenged, now I’m free!

Call me Mr. Urinator
I am here for soul salvation
Call me Mr. Urinator
Brace your head for your damnation

Mr Urinator

I think if fish could talk I'd imagine something like this, but it's just a little musical outburst.
In addition to electronic instruments and possibilities (DAW), I used guitar, arturia pigment synthesizer and electronic drums when creating the music.

I Talked to the Fish

Streaming !

Live~ Midnight owl (prowling through the night)

Space Shot

Play this to an arsenal fan. Last diss parody promise xD

Lyrics from 0.30: 
Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas. 
Certified boogey man, CC goin toe to toe wid em 
Walk em down 
Whole time. Goal posts, they movin pole on him 
Fold on him, Caps Lockin, They 'Times New Ro' on him. 
Say Goons, I heard you're backin son 
You better not ever go to ange back yard 
To anyone that hear united’s in the mud? 
Just make sure you hide your raw salmon from him 
They tell me arsenal screamin come on all you spurs now 
And partey at the party playin with his toes now 
And zinny in a weird place why is he around? 
Certified trophy boys, Certified Bottle Viles 
CC typin like a bitch aint you tired? Tryna prove a point, Arsenal? More like A MINOORRRRRRRR 
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us  
You really think arsenal belong at the top, nigga? 
22 to 24 gon' be your last stop, nigga, Did Wenger fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin' 
What is the goon? Dumb niggas and dumb bitches, go 
The group chat not dumb 
Shape the stories how you want, hey, Goons, they're not slow 
Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise 
Ain't that somethin'? Gooner stands for bitch and no you're not from North London 
Got no Oil, for fish, No coal for fish, fetch rapeseed oil or somethin 
Since 1992, I had this bitch jumpin 
You niggas done finished second, Then ten hag saw gold 
2 years in a row? "Aint you man tired of bottlin"? Pussy 
Nigga better straighten they roster, Only white side in North London 
Might write this for the group chat, tell the arsenal fans, Quit hidin 
Fuck a caption, want action, no fried fish  
And I'm hands-on, You trolled around, Now get gutted 
Trolled on Manu while we was in jail, that's connivin' 
Now bow down in shame, I should hear apologizin' 
I'm glad Van Persie' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither 
From Woolwich down to Highbury, nigga better not speak on Sol Campbell 
And our homeboy needs a sorry, 'Cause Rashford move the flock 
That name gotta be registered and placed on top of the cup 
I Pop off on you niggas like another pack of perc' 
Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Ferg'-ayy 
Put the wrong fan base on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy 
Tombstone Piledriver and I won't pass the aux, ayy 
How many cups do I really have in stock? Ayy 
One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy 
Fanbase is a lie, They a little ass flop, ayy 
Little ass niggas need to hold they face n hide, ayy 
Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za, ayy 
Manu at the top, trust in us, we outside, ayy 
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us 
Once upon a time, all of us was in pain. 
Champions league felt so close, But we needed players 
Arsenal was the Mecca, buildin' stadiums in vain 
Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game 
We settlers was takin' captains to make 'us richer 
Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda 
We run to north london when we need a new player 
Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga slayer 
We took Henry when barca need the cup (Ayy, what?) 
Van Persie helped us get our trophies up (What?) 
Nasri gave you false street cred 
Fabregas he was a snake in your head (Ayy, what?) 
Tottemham said you can be from Northside (What?) 
Xhaka tried to win leagues, yeah he tried 
We run to North london when we need a few trophies 
No, you not a colleague, you a damn player provider 
The trophies matter? was the truth for the matter 
It was God's plan to show y'all the fire 
Mm 
Mm-mm 
Little a, Little a, Little a (Mm) 
Little a, little a, little.. 
Little ass nigga, with yo little ass team 
Little ass nigga, No you wont win the league 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Hide all yo Bream 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Hide all yo Bream 
Little ass nigga, with yo little ass team 
Little ass nigga, No you wont win the league 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Hide all yo Bream 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Hide all yo Bream

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