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This Old Car

I Have A Way

We Are The Light

Come To An End

Such A Night

Blue Bird

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Why Would I Care What You Think

The Earth Love

Inner Light

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Not Even God Can Fix My Tape Machine

Tsunami 
Omnisphere, Arturia , Serum Synths.
The Force that is a Tsunami 
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Tsunami

Dedicated in loving memory to our mothers.
Thank you dear Oddrun for gracing my music with your magic.

Poem: Emily Jane Brontë
Music Oddrun Eikli and Debra Buesking
Vocals: @oddrun-eikli
Piano: Debra Buesking
Studiowork: Arne Hiorth
cover design: Debra Buesking.


IN MEMORY 

Blessed be Thou for all the joy
My soul has felt to-day!
O let its memory stay with me
And never pass away!


I was alone, for those I loved
Were far away from me;
The sun shone on the withered grass,
The wind blew fresh and free.


Was it the smile of early spring
That made my bosom glow?
'Twas sweet, but neither sun nor wind
Could raise my spirit so.


Was it some feeling of delight,
All vague and undefined?
No, 'twas a rapture deep and strong,
Expanding in my mind!


Was it a sanguine view of life
And all its transient bliss—
A hope of bright prosperity?
O no, it was not this!

Sound Of Memory. Oddrun Eikli & Debra Buesking

UnBoxed UnClothed May 2024
“Absolute fucking chaos!”
[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

Gratuitous Nudity

Johnny Stole the matches

mother mother may I have another moment in the brilliant light
sister bother seeking renovation
in an nation with an ugly reputation-
but never meeting in the middle
and craters morphing into something more connected,
lovers haters closely followed by the wind
that wanders all about
while we shout
We didn't know the difference
and we didn't till much later
when the blooms had all fallen from the Bush--

And I was standing at the crossroads
smoking cigarettes with god
while she was telling jokes about the devil-
momma said don't play with fire
Johnny Stole the matches just to spite her
that little shit
he set the house on fire-

always hope to give a final gesture of concern
That's not to much to ask-
all things being equal as they are, how far we must have traveled when we wagered on a winner and free dinner and other things
that sings about a history told by a boneless prophet
in a moment of reprisal on the holy desert
about a girly whirly swirly apparition-

Will you tell me if you know the truth about the candle in the window
and why it's Lit? 
and the where abouts of the lighter
was he fighter in the Revolution
When the guillotine was king=

it didn't matter to the mother
she was not appeased
and the dreadful weather it continued 
with no abbatement
they should of left it but they didn't being human as they are
but it didn't change the nature of the crisis-

The silent witness, unafraid, standing on the corner in the Rain
 finally had a reason to recite the dictum of the ages-
burning pages after pages
as she read them in a rage---

Johnny Stole the Matches

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”The song that is born today can only be born today.” That's why I keep writing it down in the computer every day like a diary.
Music is a kind of feeling I can not express in words. I will write that feelings with Synthesizers. 
I am glad I can share it with you.

Blue Bird

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