I spent the night in O.P.P.
It was the saddest sight you ever did see
My sorry ol friends turned their backs on me
The crazy little girl who hadn't believed what she'd seen

My heart was full of pain and misery 
Those pigs they made a fool outta me
I banged and I screamed til my head started to bleed
I called out to God won't you come and save what you see

I sat hunched over in a wooden chair
Til they called my name and made me go in there
They took my money and my cigarettes
Then caught my mugshot and made me grin

I fell asleep in the ladies tank
Slumped right over on a cold cement bench
My head throbbing concussed and spinning
I awoke to spew out what was left of within me

My infected limbs were swelling and shivering
In the oversized jumpsuit left lying on the floor
My decimated body slipped into the sleeve
And away did I dissolve back into withdrawal

Til they gave me my one phone call
And to my mother did I bemoan
I don't have any money at all
Could you please spare me a loan

A few hours later I was returned my soul
And back to the streets did I slither and fall once again

I spent the night in O.P.P.

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Theme: Faithfulness to God and administering justice to people are never to be separated. Faithfulness to God will always lead us to advocate for those who are oppressed and downtrodden.

Speaker: Pastor N. Abraham Rose

Title: Justice Like a Mighty Stream

Key text: https://www.bible.com/bible/59/AMO.5.24.esv

Bulletin/Notes: http://bible.com/events/49228732

Date: March 16, 2024

Tags: #psdatv #justice #faithfulness #advocate #oppressed #downtrodden #rigthteousness #adminstration #administer #poor 

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Justice Like a Mighty Stream

Original song by Artemis Thade Dickson (acoustic guitar) and Matthew Alan Stoddard (vocals, lyrics)
Lyrics:
Dug a hole in my memories, mined a hundred-thousand fragments,
Of an evolving doorway of change, looked the beholder in the eye,
Swam in an ocean of eternal darkness, caught a glimpse of the wave,
That will absolutely come for me, seventeen seconds of ends upon end,
Broken sound barriers bounce the sky, evil twins close their eyes,
Backwards and forwards and disrespect, holy unions on a spiritual plane,
Forecast grim for thee insane, collect the metal build machine,
Tech-no-logic the tear apart, penny dreadful the disappear,
Smothered by the mother’s wing, social-mother-media-moodle,
Come as your favorite avatar, complex language left to signs,
Distortion of image, color gray, musical infection, cold-radio-static,
Public weather, stay inside, foreign storm, magnetic anomaly,
Dug a hole in my memories, mined a hundred-thousand fragments.

Beholder

A love song with nature imagery, long flowing phrases and pungent vocal harmonies.  Stirring and poetic.

Wait For Spring

This was a song I made when I was in a depressed season. Intrusive thoughts

STRESS

Spirals - Davey & Monarch

A revision of the 2019 song of the same name I did for the Snuff EP, but now with the modern TCRF spin on it.
--
Guitars / Vocals: Sam Glass
Bass: Nick Spence
Produced by: Sam Glass & Nick Spence
Mastered by: Sam Glass
Originally released December 28th, 2024
--
When I grow up
I’ll be a selfish man
Cut off from
All of my friends

When I grow up
I wanna cast a stone
Wash off blood
That ain’t my own

Cinderblock, oh, cinderblock
The knots tied tight and its ready to drop
Cinderblock, oh, cinderblock
Hands held high so the fall don’t stop

When I grow up
I’ll buy a piece of land
Own some slaves
And cut off hands

When I grow up
I wanna burn the iron
Bullet hole
So I can fondle my scar

Cinderblock, oh, cinderblock
The knots tied tight and its ready to drop
Cinderblock, oh, cinderblock
Hands held high so the fall don’t stop

(Yeah, the hands held high)
(So the fall)
(Don't stop)
(It won't stop)

Cinderblock, oh cinderblock
Cinderblock, oh cinderblock
Cinderblock, oh cinderblock
Cinderblock, oh cinderblock, cinderblock

You All Had One Neck

this album is my first, it's supposed to capture my feelings handling depression while living in the beautiful nature of a river valley, only a few minutes walk away from dead, industrial society

forrests on a cloud

drowning

Chad Everett is a guitarist, pianist, vocalist, and producer.  With slick R&B bass lines, layered guitars, sweet vocal harmonies, and Latin Jazz-inspired beats, his music embraces the groove.

Vermont centered musical project comprising of Matthew Alan Stoddard (vocals) and his son Artemis Thade Dickson (guitars)

The meaning behind "Mal" primarily comes from its Latin root, where it means "bad" or "evil." It is a prefix that appears in many English words to convey a sense of something negative, wrong, faulty, or harmful.

Here's a breakdown of its meaning and common uses:

"Bad" or "Badly": This is the most direct and frequent meaning. Examples include:

Malfunction: To function badly or improperly.
Malnutrition: Bad or inadequate nutrition.
Malpractice: Bad or wrongful professional conduct, especially in medicine.
Malformed: Badly or improperly formed.
Malodorous: Having a bad smell.
"Evil" or "Wrong": "Mal" can also carry a more sinister connotation, implying malicious intent or wrongdoing. Examples include:

Malice: Ill will or evil intent.
Malevolent: Having or showing a wish to do evil to others.
Malefactor: One who commits an evil act; a criminal.
Malign: To speak evil of; to slander.
Dismal: Originally from "dies malus," meaning "evil day," now meaning gloomy or miserable.

sad musician who takes himself too seriously.

A smol cutie making goofy music for the void <3

Chizlonies, this is the House of Gawd Body

Business and Bookings: joshtalbot192@icloud.com

Joshua, maker of noise

1/2 of Ladder & Dagger

Temporary Home Of Trifecta

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New tracks tagged #downtrodden