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

Shock Treatment Blues

Wild River

Grace in Light

Glimmer

Trip-tastic Plastic

In Wild Swing: A Jazz Safari, the big band roars, chirps, and scurries through a jungle of rhythm. Each track is a musical portrait — a playful tribute to the creatures that inspire mischief, melody, and motion.

The horns swagger like raccoons under moonlight, the drums skip like chipmunks in the leaves, and the reeds chatter like gossiping squirrels. When the crow and the rooster trade calls, the band erupts in a call-and-response that blurs the line between chaos and swing.

It’s jazz at its most alive — earthy, witty, and full of character. Jungle Swing invites you to listen with your imagination and dance with the animals.

Black Squirrel

Eric played drums
photo taken from the film 'The Day the Earth Stood Still' (1951)

Aliens in My Backyard / Spaceship

AgentiX - AYIN

Rebel

Big thanks to the girls who made this work better than anticipated  😎
Chloe Asunder - vocals, amplified acoustic guitar
Sparky B. - everything else

https://soundcloud.com/chloe-asunder
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Drifting through the haze
in a dream-like daze,
Softly floating, memories unwind,
Echoes linger - leaving time behind.

Drifting through the haze
Lost in a dreamy phase
Bound by echoes - sleep intertwine
In a wave of sound, where the stars align

Drifting through the haze....


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Rebel

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