Wonderful musical showcase of Brecht, TOTHM.

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One to spend time with, seems honest realization

such melodic darkness involved in this track. i freakin love it!

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A tribute to the our solar system with music for all of the planets.

Gravity Bound is an album of ambient/electronic songs themed around the solar system from Sol to Planets 1-9. The levels and tones of the album and song compositions in Gravity Bound are designed to be listened to while reading, working, or even taking a nice long nap. Gravity Bound tracks are available at Soundcloud weekly starting with SOL in May 2022, and the full album is available at Bandcamp, Spotify, Apple Music and others.

Full Album: Support Gravity Bound at Bandcamp: jaybrewer.bandcamp.com/album/gravity-bound

Full Album on all major music services Spotify, Apple Music, Amazon, and YouTube:
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New Track Available Every Tuesday Weekly: Soundcloud song release each Tuesday starting with SOL today: soundcloud.com/jaycbrewer/sets/gravity-bound

Planet 8

YouTube link - https://youtu.be/zfVEx9mKXuQ

Prod by E.P Beats 

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Cover art by A.R Tokin 

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Track 1 , more to come soon !!!!!! 🏴‍☠️

Missionary (Prod. E.P Beats)

More (Anna's Song, Track 2)

When Friends Move Away

Trespass - Brian Butts 💀 COMBSTEAD

Not meant to insult anyone, just an observation of Auto-tune abuse.

First Stone - Combstead / Robert Grigg

100 Доріг

Paroles

Des histoires des histoires 
Toujours des histoires.
Des histoires de pognon 
Des histoires des histoires 
Pour les pochetrons.

Toujours les mêmes qui font les cons.
Une femme dans chaque port.
Un port d'attache.
Une corde qui se détache.

Mais n'est pas le loup de mer qui veut.
C'est l'heure pour le vieux de prendre le large.

Loin des côtes embrumées 
Ces bouts de terre 
Au bout du monde
Aux naufragés des îles Eparses 
À la beauté de ces chapelets de sable blanc 
À la roche tranchante
Aux hommes envoyés au fond.
Aux mères qui pleuraient 
De ne pas revoir.
Aux mères qui pleuraient 
De ne pas revoir leurs fils.

À nos frères perdus en mer 
À nos pères qu'on aurait voulu voir vieillir

C'est ça la vie d'un loup de mer 
C'est ça un loup de mer.

Loup de er

Loup de mer

Loup De Mer

Cover art by: Eetu Iljamo
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I Can't Understand Anything At All (DEMO)

Dark Light (Demo, No Vocals)

all lyrics by B. Brecht
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertolt_Brecht

I

Truly, I live in dark times!
The harmless word is foolish. An unfurrowed brow
Points to apathy. He who laughs
Has not yet heard
The terrible news.
What times are these, in which
A talk about trees is all but a crime
For it implies we say nothing about so many others.
He who goes quietly across the road,
Is surely no longer reachable for his friends
Who are in need?
It is true: I merely earn my keep
But, believe me: that is just a coincidence. Nothing
That I do gives me the right to eat my fill.
By chance I have been spared. (If my luck does not hold,
I am lost.)
They tell me: eat and drink! Be glad to be among the haves!
But how can I eat and drink when
I take what I eat from the starving and
Those who have died of thirst go without my glass of water?
And yet I eat and drink.
I would gladly also be wise.
In the old books is written what wisdom is:
To keep oneself out of the strife of the world
To live out the short time one has
Without fear
To dispense with violence
To repay evil with good –
The wise do not seek to satisfy their desires,
But to forget them.
Yet these things I cannot do:
Truly, I live in dark times!

II

Into the cities I came in a time of anarchy
As hunger reigned.
Among men I came in a time of turmoil
And I rose up with them.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
My food I ate amid the slaughter.
To sleep I laid down among the murderers.
I was wont to love with abandon
And I regarded nature with impatience.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
The streets led into the swamp in my time.
The tongue betrayed me to the slaughterers.
I was capable of little. But the rulers
Sat more confidently without me, that I hoped.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
The powers were limited.
The destination
Lay far off in the distance
It was distinctly visible, though for me
scarcely to be reached.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.

III

You, who shall emerge from the flood
In which we have gone under,
Remember
When you speak of our weaknesses,
Also the dark time
That you have escaped.
Go forth we did, changing more often than our shoes our country
Through the wars of the classes, despairing
When there was only injustice and no revolt.
And yet we know:
Also the hatred of the reprehensible
Distorts the features.
Also the anger at injustice
Makes the voice grow hoarse. Oh we
Who wished to sow the seeds of brotherhood
Could not ourselves be brotherly.
But you, when at last the time comes
That man is a helper to his fellow man,
Remember us
With leniency.

An Die Nachgeborenen (speech by Bertolt Brecht)

Instrumental rock/ post rock solo project. All rights reserved.
Thanks for your amazing support. Recently, I have reduced my music time. I apologize here that can't reply to all comments.
69twoZERO is a sideproject of TOTHM

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An Die Nachgeborenen (speech by Bertolt Brecht)

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