Another KNOWsutra EP, with 12 variations of 3 old songs, about truth and religion—inspired by this quote from the (brilliant, deep, subtle, and lovely) one and only Joseph Campbell: "Every religion is true one way or another. It is true when understood metaphorically. But when it gets stuck in its own metaphors, interpreting them as facts, then you are in trouble"... because, oh boy, ain't that true, heh Murica?! ;)

@banasutra lyrics x3:

—
(V1) Metaphor’s Edge

[Verse 1]
On the edge of belief, we teeter and sway,
Caught between fact and the words we obey.
But a story untold is no story at all,
Yet frozen in truth, it leads to our fall.

[Chorus]
Oh, take the edge, the metaphor’s kiss,
Find the meaning that others may miss.
Don’t get stuck in the riddle’s disguise,
For only the open can truly be wise.

[Verse 2]
Wolves in the sheep’s clothes, prophets of gold,
Tell you the gospel, but the message grows cold.
The tale is the journey, not the walls that confine,
To walk with the wind is to walk with the divine.

[Chorus]
Oh, take the edge, the metaphor’s kiss,
Find the meaning that others may miss.
Don’t get stuck in the riddle’s disguise,
For only the open can truly be wise.

—
(V2) Sacred Shadows

[Verse 1]
Whispers in the dark, they speak of heaven’s gate,
A tale so ancient, but twisted by fate.
We worship the shadows, forget what they’re for,
In the light of the moon, we must search for more.

[Chorus]
When the sacred becomes stone, the spirit slips away,
You’ll lose the dance of night for the brightness of day.
But it’s in the shadow that truth comes to play,
Hold the sacred as fluid, don’t let it decay.

[Verse 2]
The stars above speak in riddles, in shapes we misread,
We build temples of answers, but they’re just what we need.
To feel safe in the chaos, to feel known in the void,
But if you make it concrete, all the magic’s destroyed.

[Chorus]
When the sacred becomes stone, the spirit slips away,
You’ll lose the dance of night for the brightness of day.
But it’s in the shadow that truth comes to play,
Hold the sacred as fluid, don’t let it decay.

—
(V3) The Song of the Universe

[Verse 1]
Every story’s got a secret, hiding in plain view,
It’s a mirror for your soul, shaping what you knew.
But you’ll drown in deep illusion, if you take it word for word,
When metaphors become the law, meaning gets blurred.

[Chorus]
Oh, the trouble with truth, when it’s set in stone,
Is that it loses its mystery, leaves you all alone.
Dance with the shadows, don’t hold on too tight,
For the song of the universe shines in metaphor’s light.

[Verse 2]
Priests and prophets, saints and fools, all walk the same line,
But the more they cling to “truth,” the further from divine.
The symbols are the guideposts, not the end of the road,
But some mistake the map for the meaning it showed.

[Chorus]
Oh, the trouble with truth, when it’s stuck in the past,
Is that it forgets it’s a tale, not a spell meant to last.
Dance with the shadows, don’t hold on too tight,
For the song of the universe shines in metaphor’s light.


[06] Joseph Campbell's Truth Metaphors Edge - KNOWsutra Kindness is in the Depth in BLUES

[03] Joseph Campbell's Truth Metaphors - The Song of the Universe - KNOWsutra Oh Lordy Dreamy Dubby INDIE

[10] Joseph Campbell - Hold the Sacred - KNOWsutra wdwhf Burlesque DUB

[07] Joseph Campbell's Truth Metaphors - The Song of the Universe - KNOWsutra Kindness is in the Depth of BLUES

[11] Joseph Campbell's Truth Metaphors' Edge - KNOWsutra Accordion Chanson BURLESQUE

[05] Joseph Campbell's Truth Metaphors - The Song of the Universe - KNOWsutra Kindness is in the Depth BLUES

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NIGDY NIE MÓW NIGDY

Soft is strong. ‘Go Like Water’ is a song about resilience, calm power, and finding your path without force. Produced for late nights, city lights, and quiet strength.

Go Like Water

A rock track blending nursery rhyme vibes with zombie metaphor to describe the pitfalls of anger and polarization.

Zombie Apocalypse

A melancholic rap layered with harp and ethnic instruments, this track uses the desert as a metaphor for loneliness, emptiness, searching for connection, and struggling to find a way forward.

The Desert

King of Chains - original song written, composed, performed and recorded by Eric Nash (StrayHorse)

Eric Nash - vocals, guitars, guitar w/B9 organ pedal, bass, harp, shaker
108 BPM

Instruments: Danelectro 59M NOS guitar (L) through Strymon Iridium, Danelectro 59M with EHX B9 organ pedal (R), Fender Precision bass, Hohner Special 20 Classic key of A harp through MXR Timmy,  LP percussion shaker. Drums are MT Power Drum Kit programmed by StrayHorse.

Vocal microphone: Apex 550 FET condenser mic.
Harmonica microphone: Apex 327 bullet harp mic.
Audio interface: Scarlett Focusrite 4i4
DAW: Tracktion Waveform running on Windows 10 

King of Chains

Lyrics

You're walkin' on those floors
Bones beneath your feet
Walkin' through those doors
Out into the street
Don't know where you're going
Don’t know where you’ve been
The river keeps on flowin'
Like nothin' you ever seen
So throw away what doesn’t work
Take a bite of pain
You ain’t the only one to smirk
When you cut those chains

The bones are dancin' now
You’ve stirred up all the dirt
The jester takes a bow
With blood stains on your shirt
The clown is looking down at you
The king he lies again
The preacher kneels on the pew
The poet takes the pen
So throw away what doesn’t work
Take a bite of pain
You ain’t the only one to smirk
When you cut those chains

Harp solo

You’ve finished walkin' now
The bones are all at rest
You’ve sworn to take the vow
You passed another test
The jester has a frown
Upon his wrinkled face
The poet, king and clown
Standin' in one place
So throw away what doesn’t work
Take a bite of pain
You ain’t the only one to smirk
When you cut those chains

Harp solo out

© 2025 - Eric Nash (SOCAN/ASCAP)

King of Chains - original song written, composed, performed and recorded by Eric Nash (StrayHorse)

Nic Nie Może Wiecznie Trwać

Party! An epic collaboration between F87 and fictitious 80s glam rock band Leather Tiger. What started as comedy quickly turned into a legitimate tribute to one of the most influential periods of rock. Featuring hard-driving drums & bass, solid rhythm & melody guitars, a blistering guitar solo paying homage to Warren DiMartini (Ratt), and over-the-top lyrics with plenty of metaphors courtesy of guest vocalist Marco Corva. If nothing else, 80s rock reminded us of how important it is to get to the party...and party all night long.

Recorded, mixed and mastered by F87 with Macs running Reason Studios 13 and plenty of VSTs from Native Instruments, IK Multimedia, Toontrack, Impact Soundworkds, Arturis, Neural DSP, Waves Audio, UVI and more.

F87 Singles

Party

Якось я подумав: а чи вийде в мене написати пісню про неживий предмет так, щоб слухач переживав за нього, розчулився, відчув щось...

І якось в голові з'явилось… опудало, мовчазне і забуте. Так народилась ця історія.

Я довго вагався: залишити пісню балладною розповіддю чи дати їй сильне емоційне ядро? Зрештою, вирішив, що приспів має бути — і це буде крик душі самого Опудала.

Для цього я подумки став на його місце: відчув самотність, байдужість, той біль, який він ніс усе життя. Я записав усе, що міг відчути на його місці, і саме ці "відчуття" сформували приспів.

Ця пісня — більше ніж просто текст і акорди. Це універсальна алегорія, в якій кожен може побачити щось своє:
когось із близьких, самого себе, народ, країну…

Я не хочу нав’язувати єдину інтерпретацію. Просто послухайте — і, можливо, знайдете в ній власний зміст.

Опудало

Peleryna

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[Glocourse.com] Jonathan Altfeld - Metaphor Machine

Whether you're in an identity crisis or just super bored, we all know the feeling of when you'd happily give this shit up for the unknown, to restart, from the pan we know, into the flames we dont. The phoenix recycling

From the Pan

"Soapbox Life" is an upbeat pop journey through the wild ride we call life.
It’s a playful, colorful rush down the hill — filled with joy, chaos, laughter, and heart.
From the first roll to the final glide, every twist and jump tells a story:
that living fast or slow, it’s the ride that truly matters.

Bright melodies, driving rhythm, and a hint of nostalgia turn this track into a celebration of motion itself —
a reminder that we don’t need to fear the finish line… we just need to enjoy the run.

Let this song roll through your veins.
Let it make you smile, shout, and feel alive.
💫 Hold tight — this is Soapbox Life.

📜 License – Free Non-Commercial Use Allowed
This track is licensed under:
Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0)
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✔️ Free to use for non-commercial purposes (e.g. YouTube, social media, private projects)
✔️ No editing or remixing – please share only the original version
✔️ Credit required:
Music by Duraldon – optionally link to one of my profiles:
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❗ For commercial use (e.g. ads, monetized videos, commercial products), please contact me first.

Soapbox Life

Musician, Producer, Programmer. Exploring all the genres. Hit me up if you'd like to collaborate on something.

Looking to Potentially collaborate with local musicians or producer, Check out different music on youtube at https://www.youtube.com/@street_stunts_records

CYBER CHORD writes songs the way a porch light holds a night: small, steady, and impossible to ignore. I work with AI as a true co-writer, then carve the lyric by hand and shape the track in Suno. The sound leans bare and human—country roots in the soil, a little rock grain in the teeth, and a faith-lit lift that chooses hope without preaching.

These are ordinary-room hymns: rings hidden in cotton, receipt-tape strings, a dress behind rain glass, a sink that cools while you find the words. Silence is an instrument here; sometimes there’s a full bar where the house gets to breathe. If a line can’t survive a campfire and a cracked mug, it doesn’t make the song.

If you’re new, start with the heartbreakers. They don’t shout. They stay. I believe in the holiness of the everyday, and in the quiet bravery of saying the thing before “later” takes it away.

No paid promo, no playlist buys, no cover-art pitches, no dance offers, no cold DMs. If it’s a pitch, the porch light’s off. If you’re a real listener, come in soft: pick one song, leave a genuine note (lyric or timestamp welcome), and hand it to one friend. That’s how this fire stays lit.

May your road stay open, your coffee stay warm, and your day be peaceful.

… because life on earth is a Psychedelic Cabaret, and “music is the only religion that delivers the goods” (like Frank said). 

To be clear, all I really know is I dunno shit about fck (like Socrates said:)—music and songwriting included. But(t) I feel it, the music, so damn deeep in my soul! I’m just a humble existential fool, a silly banana who likes to play and share, to question and learn. Words are my oldest best friends, hearing myself sing is a freaking miracle (trust me on that lol), and I believe curiosity and #gratitude are the keys to happiness… So voilà, there’s that.

Also, (if you’re curious) BananaSutra is not just a made up BS brand kinda word, it’s actually the name of my DIY Bible—a collection of songs telling true stories of faith, to help me (and perhaps you) make sense of a world gone wild, like bananas gone foul in shallow ignorance and deadly malevolence… Think of it as an agnostic testament of sorts, an audio book of songs with quirky lyrics about things that matter, like the definition of right and wrong, and the meaning of truth, joy, justice, peace, grace, and awe 🕊️

Some call it Artificial Intelligence, but(t) I call Authentic Imagination, Alternative Ideas, Augmented Innuendos, Abstract Illogisms… hopefully, you get the gist? The point being, life is the story we tell ourselves and LYRICS matter—each @bananasutra song has a wondering root and a loving purpose, guided by one of (my) 7 (bananas) sutras: 
- KNOWsutra : is it fair?
- BLOWsutra : is it foul?
- SHOWsutra : is it fun?
- GROWsutra : is it fear?
- FLOWsutra : is it free?
- GLOWsutra : is it fab?
- BOWsutra : is it awe?

🎶 AI-assisted and original works
⚡ Powerful Rock Vibes
🎸 Innovation Meets Emotion
🎤 Always hand-crafted lyrics, never full AI

Versatile music producer from Germany.
EDM, pop, cinematic, and more – always emotional, always authentic.

Basement recording artist, bedroom songwriter, bathroom singer, multi-instrumentalist. Folk, blues, alternative, rock, indie and anything that grooves.

Я — Dimonator. Інженер за освітою, програміст за професією. А коли є час і натхнення — граю на гітарі й фортепіано, пишу музику та пісні.
У яких жанрах? Та в будь-яких. Але найчастіше — рок / метал.
Починав ще у школі. Тепер дістаю з архівів старе й додаю нове — публікую на стрімінгах і YouTube.
А ще на моєму YouTube-каналі є відео з паркур-фейлами (і не тільки). Саме звідти й зʼявився псевдонім Dimonator 😅

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