The Ape Laughs Last (No Thank You, Lord)
58 BPM outlaw stomp-clap rebellion.
The same 75-year-old gravel voice, now free, fearless, and laughing straight in the face of eternity.
Distorted slide, chain rattles, heavy kick, hand claps, and one final gate slam.
Part 2 of the diptych.
The trial is over.
The ape walks out.
The door stays shut behind him.

The Ape Laughs Last (No Thank You, Lord)

Devil’s in My Glass
Slow-burn Southern Gothic confessional at its rawest.
A 75-year-old voice, cracked and honest, over nothing but a detuned acoustic, a single slide that cries, and the quiet clink of ice that never quite settles.
No drums, no choir, no redemption.
Just amber lies, inherited silence, and the devil who was never in the bottle to begin with.

Devil's in My Glass

The Eightfold Way

This is that Way 
Bright and pure

Eightfold steps 
To make freedom sure

Right View
To see the real as it is

Right Intention
To act with love, not hiss

Right Speech
Words that heal, not harm

Right Action
Gentle hands, calm charm

Right Livelihood
An honest trade

Right Effort
Steady, never afraid

Right Mindfulness
Aware and clear

Right Concentration 
One-pointed, near

Walk this path 
O hearts awake

Let the Wheel turn 
For all beings’ sake

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The Eightfold Way

Fat positive praise to a big, round, ever-present belly

Glorious Round

Big Paws

Say Anything

Nice 'n Fat

Midnight Snack

Moonlight on the Valley

To realize the changes have to be obvious

Everyone Can See

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Cursed melodies. Family graves. Crossroads debts.
Southern Gothic nightmares & human heartbreak.
Welcome to 0165 Productions.
Leave pure or don’t leave at all.

Americana, Deep Southern Swampland, grooving from that muckrat point of view

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