CHAPTER 6

I wanna fake my death, then go to Norway.
I gotta see the world, or tear a fucking hole in the
space-time continuum, create an animal with cannibalistic urge.
Rid this world of any greener grass- ah nevermind...

Fuck it, let's just live in space. 
I'm tired of gravity holdin' me down.
Who needs bones, anyway?

A: Holy mother-rip, it's an asteroid! Mr. Willis, we need your help!"
Bruce Willis: "I was just thinking. Couldn't we just, I don't know... let it hit us?"
A: "Oh my god, you must be out of your corn-fed mind!"
Bruce Willis: "Ohhoh we are gonna die (:"

Captain we are lost, all the engines have gone.
Floating in this weightless sea.
Oxygen is low and I don't wanna die in
someone else's galaxy.
...
We must combine ourselves into a greater being!

Chemical reaction will be Jesus tonight.
Savior of the science, man.
So worship in it's glory as the pain tears you apart;
changing all your DNA.

"Metamorphosis successful, sir! You're a-okay to breathe in space! Only one mission left to complete: INTO THE PORTAL."

DAMN IT'S ALL BEES AND WASPS AND OTHER FLYING INSECTS.
I FUCKING HATE ALL WING-ED BUGS.
WHY THE FUCK'S THIS REALITY EXIST????
GODDAMNIT.

Stupid portal fail, I'm ready to go home. :>|


Composition, Production, Tracking - Borderline Gandalf
Mixing, Mastering - Jason Tanners
Vocals - Jason Tanners, Borderline Gandalf

Exclusive License issued to KOKORO
(c) Borderline Gandalf, Jason Tanners 2023

Borderline Gandalf x Jason Tanners - "No, I've Never Seen Clockstoppers" (Chapter 6)

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Improvisational vocal performance of a composition by a cool modern metalcore band. I believe it turned out well...And thanks to the Indikon Lead band for providing me with the instrumental for this cover..This is absolutely sick!

Indikon Lead - Metabolic Reboot (Vocal Cover)

Serrated

Zoomies (Prod. SHADE08)

YOUR SAFEST PLACE IS THE GREATEST PRISON

BURNING BLANKETS COVERING THE VISION

FROM NARROWS TO FLOODS
THE HEAT I FOUGHT 
WITH A SOUL THAT LOST
THE GUIDANCE WITHIN
DID NOT UNDERSTAND A WORD 
BUT I JUST KEPT SINGING CLARITY IN REFINING
I WAS CAUGHT IN A SHELL
SUPPOSED TO DANCE BUT JUST RUNNING RIOT

ALL THESE WRITINGS FROM MY WALLS
ARE BURRIED DEEPLY UNDERNEATH THIS DEEDLESS COMPLIANCE 
A DECLARATION WE CONCURRED 
CHOOSE TO SERVE IN SILENCE 
THE WRITING’S ON THE WALL
CONCEIVING THE SOURCE THRU ECLECTIC HORIZONS 
PROCLAIMING THE DEVOIR 
TO SERVE IN SILENCE

FIND YOUR VERACITY OR DIE TRYING 
THE PATH YOU WALK AS A RAVEL UNWINDING 
THE DARKER IT GETS 
THE BRIGHTER I’LL BE 
VAGRANTS IN THE NIGHT, A STAR IN THE SEA

ALL THESE WRITINGS FROM MY WALLS
ARE COMPOSING A SUMMIT OF PILLARS AND GIANTS 
KEEP REHEARSING THE ENCORE AND SERVE IN SILENCE 
THE WRITING’S ON THE WALL
CONCEIVING THE SOURCE THRU ECLECTIC HORIZONS 
PROCLAIMING THE DEVOIR 
TO SERVE IN SILENCE

AND I’VE ALWAYS KNOWN THE TRUTH 
THE SAFEST PLACE IS THE GREATEST PRISON

I’M STANDING UP FOR MY VIRTUES AND VICES

NOW IT’S ALL OR NONE
BURNING BLANKETS IN THE COLD
IT WASHED ASHORE
WITHOUT THESE WRITINGS I’D BE DEAD
SLEEPING IN SNOW

VIRTUES AND VICES

[FOR SALE] NEVER SLEEP - Atks (Polaris x Saviour)

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Single

Dead Rose End

Nozgoth - Berdugo (Official Audio)

Dead Rose End -1 Tune

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The Moon

01 - At The Gates

If you've ever been hurt by your main squeeze, deceived by your best friend, or down to your last dime and ready to call it quits, this cat has the solution if you have the time to listen.

Ladies and Gentlemen's...and all those who wish to be considered so! Here 'tis! Here goes the greatest remedy for the blues on earth! The results obtained by the use of this track have been phenomenal!

Inspiration from Floyd "Dipper Boy" Council III(The Devil's Daddy-In-Law)

Your enemy cannot harm you, but watch your close friend - Rev. Edward W. Clayborn

I wanted to buy me some cakes but I had shot dice and lost my roll - Blind Lemon Jefferson, Bakershop Blues

"Sweet Singer of the Swamplands Here to Do a Few Tunes between Homicides" - January 3, 1935, headline in the New York Herald Tribune announcing the arrival of Leadbelly

I had to steal music from every which a way to get it... to get it to fit - Willie McTell, intro to The Dyin' Crapshooter's Blues

Some folks dig the swamp blues...I YAM THE SWAMP, Y'ALL !

They tell me God don't like ugly. Said, boy, your home's in hell - Sam Chatmon, God Don't Like Ugly

When Paramount Records got the ol' chap to make this record, they put over a big one for the Blues! He is a blues preacher that knows how to pick and holler! Listen to this a here record right now!

I got a gal, she lives in town. I'm gonna see if I can run her down - James Cole's String Band

Take Back Your Heart, I Ordered Liver! - a jazz title without the actual song, according to Dave Van Ronk

Aunt Caroline Dye she told me,
"Son, you don't have to live so rough"
"I'm going to fix you up a mojo, oh Lord, so you can strut your stuff"
[Go on and strut yo' stuff!]

Originality is way overrated. To make, you need to take. All great artists do
All has not been said and never will be
Only those with no memory insist on their originality

I know my crown gonna fit me well, 'cause tried it on at the gates of hell - Reverend Gary Davis 

'Scuse my cough, I slept in a chicken house last night. - Jesse Fuller

Drop the bomb, y'all! - Snooks Eaglin

We wrote this song, it's our own compose' - Sleepy John Estes, Don't You Want To Know 1941

All right boys, say, play that piano loud and bring me some more of that catjuice up there - Peg Leg Howell, "Chittlin' Supper"

Mark Twain once said, "I can live for two months on a good compliment."

Chinatown! They got the best ol' food they ever had in Chinatown! - Leadbelly

(about Elvis Presley) I wasn't just a fan, I was his brother. He said I was good and I said he was good; we never argued about that. Elvis was a hard worker, dedicated, and God loved him. Last time I saw him was at Graceland. We sang "Old Blind Barnabus" together, a gospel song. I love him and hope to see him in heaven. There'll never be another like that soul brother.--James Brown

I don't play 'em, I stomp 'em. - Bukka White

When you go down on Deep Ellum, keep your carburator clean, 'cause the women on Deep Ellum sell you dirty gasoline - Bill Neely

If I had one biscuit, and you hadn't eaten nothin' in a month, I'd break it in two and eat both pieces - Yank Rachell to Howard Armstrong in Louie Bluie

Here she comes! The Black Diamond Express to Hell with Sin the Engineer holding the throttle wide open; Pleasure is the headlight, and the devil is the conductor. You can feel the roaring of the express and the moanin' of the drunkards, liars, gamblers and other folk who have got aboard. They are hell-bound and they don't want to go. The train makes eleven stops but nobody can get off - Vocalion advertisement for Rev. A.W. Nix's 1927 recording Black Diamond Express to Hell

"...When I play-- if you pay attention, what I sing the guitar sings, too. And what the guitar say, I say."--Mississippi Fred McDowell The Great

The Stuff Is Here (Acoustic Sessions)

Perdido en la Finquita

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Dumb Dance - Diatomaceous Earth (Instrumental)

Released June 23, 2023
Performed & Written by Athelas
Produced & Mixed by Ash Scott
Mastered by Robin Adams
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Lyrics:

Locked away in their ivory towers,
Skyscrapers, mansions stand tall.
The people that they serve are betrayed,
When the wealth is locked away from them all.
Leaving people starving and hungry,
Working for nothing but coins too small.
A revolt, on a violent horizon,
The common man brings about their fall.

Bring about their fall.

Blood on their hands from the common man.
A life of poverty is the standard.
Inequality is rife.
Living behind guards, you fucking cowards.

I think they’ll find that my mind is inclined to decide where the line will be drawn this time.
Run them round the bend to defend the intent to bring around their impending end.

Leaving people starving and hungry,
working for nothing but coins too small.
A revolt, on a violent horizon.
The common man brings about their fall.

The working class will soon amass and bypass the laws that their basic rights surpass.
Hold their head high, ready to defy the outcry of their vicious leader's mind.

Tax breaks for the rich in a broken state.
Meals taken straight from an infant's plate.
A life of poverty is the standard,
living behind guards, you fucking cowards.
People shrinking their stomach with every paycheck,
Not knowing if they’ll make the end of the day yet.
Something that they fail to see is that it’s us who pose them the greatest threat.

With the lands in turmoil, it seems no greater time for this there could be.
Rally around me, its time for them to fucking see.

Storm their halls, rip down their walls, Bring about their fall.
Empty the coffers, its time they fucking lost it all.

Blood on their hands from the common man.
A life of poverty is the standard.
Inequality is rife.
Living behind guards, you fucking…

Cowards.
Cowards.
Living behind guards you fucking…
Cowards.

I decide it's finally the time,
Armed for war, their golden stairs we climb.
A better life is right before our eyes,
We will leave them stripped and dead inside.
I decide it's finally the time,
Armed for war their golden stairs we climb.
A better life is right before our eyes,
We will leave them stripped and dead alive.

Lead the from the shallows,
Take them to their end.
Make them walk the gallows
Let them sink below
Lead the from the shallows,
Take them to their end.
Make them walk the gallows
Let them sink below.

Greed

https://chadriffs.com

Released December 30, 2022

Performed & Written by Athelas
Produced & Mixed by Tom Hennessey
Mastered by Conn Mastering

The Light Is My Ending.

The Ill Mind.

Atikus - Metalcore beatmaker - Open to work
Fueled by pesto-pasta 🍝

Eat. Sleep. Music
A Freestyle God
&
Jamaica's Only Rockstar


This a collection of thoughts never said, said, done, not done, undone and for what is to become.
Welcome to the epic of Meikz

Blind Willie Dunn is the sort of bluesman who, if he didn't exist, seems as if he could almost be made up by a hack novelist. He's been on a chain gang(allegedly), naturally -- in his case, for stabbing a man to death in a juke joint brawl. He has, by his own count, 26 children by five women. And he never picked up a guitar until he was 58 years old (though his age, now approximately 80 years, is a guess at best). Wife No. 5, the story goes, had bought him a guitar as a present, and the thing sat gathering dust until she took off. Willie got himself a gallon of moonshine, picked up the guitar and taught himself to play. That sounds right out of central casting but may well be true, and, if nothing else, the legend looks good on him.

Dunn's hard, cutting brand of blues is about as elemental as music gets. Made with his own guitar and the clatterings of a drummer known only as Foot-Tambo. Dunn's songs are not so much slices as slashes of life. On his albums-- the titles themselves speak of jealousy, rage, and impending violence--he sings about scenes from his long and storied life: women he's had, or wanted but couldn't have; jobs he's worked at; ass-whuppings he's delivered. But this is no joke, made up just for white-boy punk-rock consumption. He means it. Dunn's songs have endured remixing, and you can be damn sure that if, like I do, Dunn thought the track made him sound foolish, he'd probably pull a knife on everyone involved.

"He sounds like two flat tires on a dirt road, tryin' to catch up."--RS

“What I love about playing music (is) because I did my own singing and do my own thing, didn't have to worry about nobody crossin' me.”

ANTI-WORLD

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Vincit Qui Patitur

I am a young musician from Ukraine. I love music in all its combinations and forms. I write music, play music and get high from drill

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