Synthpop with Factory + SampleTank + DrumComputer on iPad Pro. Percy Bysshe Shelley.

Love Forlorn

Synthpop with Pepp + Lee Oskar Natural Minor Gm harmonica on iPad Pro.  Dedicated to my best friend and rescuer, Gabe Kish (RIP) who suffered from how rotten this world is. He shined like a lighting storm in a diamond in a pond of Lotus of the True Law lunar lilies. 

LYRICS:

Soon as we can 
wean you off your illusion,
the sooner you'll be better off 
and you'll be free from confusion.

If you think humans are basically good,
you've got a lot of explaining to do
in the neighborhood.

I think you know about Robin Hood
and that Neanderthal ring of blood.
We weep over the ashes
of what brutality cashes.

What flashes, there's the bling
of the sing about how rotten
everything has gotten.
Yeah, how rotten
everything has now gotten.

Rotten

Lonely Sojourner

Synthpop with Pepp on iPad Pro.  

LYRICS:

The smiling headless face.
Elastic arms like rubber bands
reach out into space.
Smiling headless face.
Arms elastic out in outer space.
The hopping single leg.
The rolling eye that cannot beg.

The severed hand that can crawl
across the floor and up and down that wall.
The hopping single leg.
The rolling eye that cannot beg.
The head that all by itself can understand,
disconnected from a neck
and in a foreign land.
Locomotion to a real train wreck.

Somebody put that head 
back upon some kind of neck.
This is something strange
I do not like this land.
I don't like things that are crawling like a single hand.
Like the head that all by itself can understand!

The severed hand that can crawl
across the floor and up and down that wall.
The hopping single leg.
The rolling eye that cannot beg.
The head that all by itself
can understand,
disconnected from a neck
and in a foreign land.

Head That All By Itself Can Understand

Space Alien Invasion Synthpop with DrumComputer + Animoog Z + Scythe apps on iPad Pro. 

LYRICS:

They're here 
and they want us to
go away.
It's clear, 
they will have the final say.

They're here 
and what do  they want us to do?
DIE ~ !!!!

They Live. 
They're around you.
They give something to view,
it's from the propaganda machine.
No clue is going to be given to you
about what they do.

They're here.
And we must go away.
It's clear:
they'll have the final say.

They're here.
And humans must be deleted.
They're here.
Humans are being defeated.
We're in defeat.
We're in the DELETE.

They're Here

Audio recorded in 2012. Video produced December 2, 2021. 

LYRICS:

Make music until we die.
Bounce until you hit the sky.
What would be the Universal Euphoric?
How much would you be willing to pay for it?

What good feeling would satisfy
all of humanity from birth until the day they die?

What would be the Universal Euphoric 
for thee, and me, humanity, society,
acceptable, for all to pull
out of their pocket and use 
without trying to stop it
by police, by the minister,
by the fleece that caused a stir,
it really caused a stir
as it whirled and killed all the birds.

The wind farm men are turds,
slaughtering bats and birds.

I said, "Marge, will you help me
charge through the bullrushes
and politics, all the insanity, and tics?"

What good feeling could satisfy humanity?
Cannabis, kava, kratom increase sanity.
Okay, here, I have a donut or 2
for J Dilla and you!

Universal Euphoric

"Welcome to Str8 Sounds, I pity you."

Techno sea shanty on Moog Matriarch, Zoom ARQ AR-96 Aero Rhythm Trak through Eventide Space, Roland VT-3 Voice Transformer. Video recorded on iPad Pro with Zoom iQ7 mid-side stereo microphone.

Never mind my robots,
they mean you no harm.
They don't want you to come into Marm.
They don't want to cause any alarm.
They don't want to come into the Marm.

Marmalade project going to our heads.
Everyone gets upset in their beds.
Everyone wants my android key,
but that thing it belongs just to me.

I'm the one they're after.
I'm the crafter master.
I'm the one they're mad at.
I wear the black hat
in their minds, 
they were pre-programmed
by my enemies in an evil land.
They are moilly mighty in demand.

It's me they're after.
The master crafter.
They mean you no harm.
My robots will not alarm
you because they're coming after me,
you because I am their enemy,
you because they're coming after me,
you because I'm the master crafter, see.

Those robots mean you no harm
and the androids will not alarm
you because it's me they're after,
it's because I'm the master crafter.
But my enemy in an evil land
pre-programmed them to demand
my death, my demise -- 
poisoned against me with lies!

When you want a parcel post,
that's just a transferred ghost,
why do you want to particle it?
When you blow it all to bits,
torturing the hadrons
calling it quits.
They don't want to spin
for you anymore, 
they're really sick of it.
They're tired of you trying 
to really understand
what drives their command
from the eternity to infinity's end.

Do you that think you can accelerate
mesons, protons, and not debate?
Why are you doing it?
Why are those strangelets 
going to swarm to the depths 
of our earth, our globe?
You want a big bang explode.

Robot Party Brawl

Synthpop with Pepp app + Lee Oskar Natural Minor Gm harmonica on iPad Pro.

Let The Tyrants Pour Around

Victory On The Horizon

Outdoor Neighborhood Performance Series, special backyard concerts of ag-techno synthpop for neighbors with Pepp + Lee Oskar Natural Minor Gm harmonica on iPad Pro.

Secrets Of Jupiter And Saturn

Synthpop with Pepp + Hohner Blues Bender harmonica on iPad Pro.

Humans From The Future

Synthpop on Animoog Z + Drum Computer on iPad Pro.   Subversive anti Domination System techno sea shanty. 

LYRICS:

I'm going to try to find the factor
that inspires that tractor
like a corpus tornadoing you
into a twisted point of view
and you vote like you're smote
by something an idiot wrote.

I demand transparency 
from the hierarchy.
I want to watch the watchers
while they're watching me.
I want to view the viewers 
and see what they see.
I don't want them just going down
a one way street toward me.

Watch The Watchers

Bar Code

Flambeaux

Psalm 23 based on Hebrew scholar Robert Alter's translation, plus poetic improv.

Psalm 23

Presence Of God

This is the place
where you finally fit in
where you finally fit in
and you're looking trim
and slim and wholesome
with vim and vigor,
you're growing bigger
into the celestial light.
You'll fit in alright
if you give up your freedom
to get revenge and fight.

I say peace to the world.
I say peace to the girl.
I say peace for the joy.
I say peace to the boy.

I say peace to the world.
I say peace to the boy.
I say peace to the girl.
I say peace for all to enjoy.

I Say Peace (Boro Stojanovski REMASTER)

As long as you are alive
you can change your ways.
As long as you can survive
for a few weeks or days.
You have an important date.
You will not be early or late.
Death seals your fate.
Your sum of love and hate
will be fed to you on a plate.
See there, it's written upon a slate.
And past this you will not be able to skate.
Death seals your fate, man.
Have you added up your life?
What does it look like, the sin and strife?
Have you put all your sins on the Saviour?
Are you resting on your defenses?
Have you put all your sins on the Saviour?
Do you think the judgement might be premature?
Like wait a minute I didn't have time to 
do all the things I planned.
You have no chance 
to sidestep this dance.
All your love and all your hate
will be fed to you on a plate.
Death seals your fate.
When you die, 
you can't say please wait.
Better start trying now.
Death seals your fate.


Death Seals Your Fate

Super Science Soul Brother

Be here now.
The past is gone, 
it doesn't matter anyhow.
Be here now.
The past is gone
it doesn't matter, you stupid cow.
The past is gone
it's over, you stupid cow.
Always fighting a useless battle,
you are stupid like dumb cattle.
Always tilting at windmills, a stupid battle.
The past is over, it's no longer a hassle.
Why can't you get a handle on the Now Mode?
Hope, you dope.
Be here now.
The past is gone,
it's worthless anyhow.
Be here now.
The past is over, 
admit it you stupid cow.

Be Here Now - RADIO MIX

Tansies For Everyone

Synthesizer music - techno, electro blues,  sea shanties, sonic maximalism, protest rock, noise clusters, experimental soundscapes. Began as a teenager making Hawaiian guitar feedback with a Crybaby wah and a tube amp.

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