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Ladat’s Support Apr’25 vol.1

Cello in the Garden (playlist)

Incineration is one of our early batch of songwriting ideas back from around 2014-ish. It's one of a kind song structure compared to the other tracks we had. It was originally played in full synth and distorted synth and our ears are used to it and thinking that a remake with a proper music instruments would take away it's charms. At first experiment, indeed it sounds less energetic. But after several tone adjustments and proper mixing, it sounds way bigger and more mature than the first prototype. This is "Incineration", feel our music passion burns and made you feel the heat!

Memories From The Past

Incineration (Of The Sins And Violence)

The Buckaroo

A song without guitar, just keys and bass -- a lovely song for lovely people.  What is it about? Whatever you want, it is one of those "poetry means things I would never divulge to a general public".  

If you are told to get out there, and sing for your generation....do you 
a) sing for everyone, like that is your generation.  It is all for them, because you believe in your own enslavement. 
b) you sing for your generation, visualizing that all this energy flowing into you and through you makes you stronger than death, and your generation will come, sing it into being.....it will be a child that his parents are terrified of.  Sing for your lonely, terrified and mistreated generation......he will be Anonymous, and he will kick everyone's  ass, one day.

MescaleRoses

This is an Elvis Presley track....I would say so in the title like "If I Can Dream" (Elvis Presley)...but, why do that when I could have fun? Are people going to recognize the song? Maybe people will assume I wrote it...and, maybe the younger ones don't even know who Elvis Presley is.  If people ask, I'll admit it...but, otherwise, let them say "Great tune, bro! Really catchy!" Thanks, Elvis....and, the beginning and end.....that is Jim Morrison causing trouble, he has a thing about people profiting from singers who have passed on.  I get it, I am on his side...and so, with Jim Morrison's input.....this is not to be so marketable.  I did it to show off......the same can be said for Hallelujah, so that people can say "this dude can handle Elvis" and "this dude can handle Jeff Buckley".  Why deflate a belief that only enhances my big ego?  

I love having a big ego, it is the people who lack a big ego who judge because they have no center of gravity from which to slap a guy who says let go of all attachments (this includes dignity, self-esteem, regard for boundaries, and the right to show no respect to those who require the abject humiliation of disciples to feel a sense of "masculinity" that is entirely lacking......like all authoritarians, there is no actualy masculinity in domination - it is the violent side of over-feminization. 

"When I do unto to you what hath been done to me, you can be enlightened (as in, have the "right" to humiliate others -which is a symbolic re-enactment of having every aspect of oneself molested, which is the beginning stage of the guru path.... and PEOPLE ARE SO BACKWARDS, THAT THE VERY SPIRIT THAT IS SPIRITUAL IS THE VERY CAUSE OF INDIVIDUATION, AND IT IS THE SPIRIT WHICH DEFIES EVIL WHICH SEEKS TO SNUFF OUT THE LIGHT OF SPIRIT AND SHUT A CHILD DOWN, WHO USED TO BE OPEN AND CREATIVE. 

Chances are, if you know someone "spiritual" - the spirituality is all about snuffing out the light....because, the Light wants to CREATE - doing what others tell you to do is the opposite of creative, the holy spirit is the very same "spirit of rebellion" and why it is, is due to being secretly connected to the female orgasm.......a sudden expression of spiritual energy....the female orgasm brings spirit energy into the world.  This is why the Catholic Church terrorized female sexuality for centuries.....it all goes back to when a Cult of Dionysus mostly lesbian......they were slaughtered, the high priestesses tortured into giving their knowledge - which the ultra-homosexual (male homosex) Cult of Dionysus today - can only pretend to make use of the knowledge, they cannpt comprehend....and if this is the case, it is of utmost importance to keep the truth from people......lest, they become completely foolish.  

The clit is masculine, the dickhead is feminine - projective and receptive.  Are feminists secretly manipulated by the Vatican into being a bunch of dickheads? 

Androgyny is the way =
FE-minine 
                mascu - LINE -- the first and last = FELINE.
Rebellion = Rebel lion.  I have my PRIDE....and, that cannot be hijacked by anything far more boring than Tezcat REal.....

If I Can Dream

not so sure about this left hand/right hand business
I've got a light hand
a preacher to the writer

don't need to get a head in life
I kept my own

never surrender
never stopped fighting
we are the champion

lost at sea? never
I can find my way
I can see
cord her with a song
the mare remembers me

bless my bones
walking young eagles

guard my bones
silver panther
from the priestess impersonators

think I can get this
bird in to the top of the mountain
my wings unfolding

you might say I look white
but I swear I'm an engine
I think I can
Mex I can, too

Little Engine that could

Nile Cobra
crawl in your bed
I got it made
red, white and depressed

C-Life

Silver Panther
at the center of a storm
well red mic-jaguar
americano

Albina Toro

the only love of Lady Leviathan
that certain smile you give to
no other man

she was adorned in her ceremonial role
riding to his temple with a pistol

Gall, he was a man
fighting with a hatchet
Reno had taken his whole family away

heart is turning bad
loner on the hill

do you have faith
no man
hath lifted my veil
know water
no water like Captain Benteen

Inyan
our word of stone
foundation that they
impose on

La Coda de la musica
end is beginning
anole tale growing back
after leaving

Haleakala woman
y La Mujer
made a holy temple of Custer's head

Awwww yeah
Panties are down
the river delta
Pan is me now
I know Zenobia

The Pinnacle and Shamash Pit

Tezcat Real
will destroy your hollow
graphic unperformer

So, if your son is bi,
is he a buffalo?
NO! didn't think so

Bison Goddess
Summer Solstice
Pretty White Bullet
Stronger than death

try, try to block my memories and fail
ocean
it pulls your memories
everytime I'll be
I run to your memory
wake up to something Real

go on a date with Pele
destroy the wicked
burn these roaches now
burn 'em all

finish with a tezcataclysm
a flood
if you would appropriate
images of ours 
we will make you die

Electra Cool

a man who assumes authority over the trigger of his rage
the sight of anything vulnerable, sensitive and open 
is no man at all 
but the slave of his incapacity

we know that your assumption of authority is rooted in fear
envy and a destructive addiction to power
the War Chief amongst you knows who he is
without permission

looks like it's gonna
rainman
stronger than death and the second hand
I am the triumph of creation

Heyoka Crown
stronger than the curses of millions

Silver Panther'd
eye of the storm
crescent moon
the white horns of Cybele
Wake Inyan from stone
Cristabela

Adorned in her ceremonial role
riding up with a pistol

i feel no guilt about saying no to evil

sex change to seven

Nile Cobra crawl in
Alive!
cried Mary

cancel the assumption
(I am the triumph of creation)

captured at the river
[SR-71]
Viva Mescalero

(the war chief amongst you knows who he is)

stronger than the second hand
[Albina Toro]
firewater man

Like Bettie Page
black native braids
her bangs
blasting a hole in Custer's brain

look like you've seen a ghost

A miracle 
Mustang Injun
galloped into hell
find Proserpina

deserted
forgotten
children's lives
that were thrown away
speak through me
we have made no agreement
yet you took our lives away
time to pay the debt

Tezcat Real is for pussies
all the most dangerous bikers
that come into our shows
all agree that I'm
much too funny
to beat the shit out of me

we'll rock your body
Tezcatli
Polka Party

life is stronger than a paris-sitic death
before you do the drunken chicken dance
wake inyan from stone

Heyoka Crown

little big rosebud horn
dog star
Bison Goddess

Cronos of Syn City
flood in the desert
marry me
through the lionesses
door

married to my god of war
top tier twenty tuesday
word lady
sonic law

we are the five 
oh now 
CALLING AQUILA

Nile Cobra cups of Liber T
protector of the children 

Rattlesnakes
bite the doctors
get 'em where they're sleeping
and I'll wake Inyan

I got something to cancel
The assumption of Murias
raise La Meri Ka

Heyoka Rode

Pierpont's New Ditty

This is an old song, but I can't tell you my age because a lady doesn't need to know that.  Written in high school, which was a long time ago.

I can be in on a secret
cigarette
I'm Inanna
Veteran of the War (both genders)
Hero
Hera
Heroin(e) for Vietnam

False smile rehearses
your doctor practices
I'm not impressed

My original hearse
a professional
first

That's all smoke and mirrors anyway
mine all mine
I got a question for God
you got a light,
and a cigarette,
and a beer and a beard
why you never say "let there be sound?"

natural outlaw country band
Tezcat Real America
Inter-put a corpse in a tomb
View-lookin' at

God Sphere of Light

"so how 'bout that INTER view with your band?"

WHY!? do you want to kill my band and see us dead?
Oh I must "Apollo-gize"
I didn't realize you were inviting us on a gravedigging tour
let's go dig up some dead bodies
I've got a shovel, plays just like a guitar

Big surprise
it's awake
it's your funeral
woke, woke, woke

now won't you please take away what I've
offered to you anyway

I am care
special boy
fight 'em with a mop
yeehaw, drinkin' from the firehose

PISSED OFF
the top of a mountain
to nothing

reverse orgasm
make my comeback in the shade
swallow my pride
your parade

haters be frontin'
say they'll blow me
off the stage tonight

You'll let me finish my set first?

oh now you're a liar
try to set your pants on
FIRE

why everybody saying Apollo so many times
Apollo - gize Apollogies us Christ

Cause I'm bored
sick of this shit, I quit
BUT WAIT!! Suddenly I have returned to the band

LOSER

Big surprise, it's a wake
it's your funeral woke, woke, woke
now won't you please take away
what I offer to you every day

ROSE

What do I know?
Spotted horses become motorcycles
PISSED OFF
the top of a mountain
to nothing

I'll raise some hell to increase my years

if there's one thing I love more than inter-views
charging admission
want to see my dead body? Five bucks
wised up to that one

hey, can I see your phone that you're holding up at me?
I just love being up here
let me take off my guitar
off my back
toss your phone up to me
I'll catch it
with the back of my guitar

now for that picture of you
wearing your new t-shirt
that's what you get
from this experience of me hitting your phone across the room
That was fun
I got ten points on that one

tezcat
REAL DIPSHIT


your shirt says

DISCORDIA (SUN)
Rain
would cord with Pleiades
seventh sister dove
rushing water stones
seven flows into
fame L.A. family familiar song
of serpent goddess

Mexika

Accordians and Tubas
Musica de Tezcatlipoca
sacrifice all power stolen
from the gate of birth
there will be no ritual blood
for Wakan Tanka
Remember Me

Inner child, take the wheel
I'll shoot out the window
Wakan Tanka
Walk on the gods
wokka wokka wokka
(Kermit, I'm pretty horny)

now yer gonna get it
all just smokin' mirrors
pissed off

the top of a mountain to nothing

fill or feel to will
getting gas
Mexican Texas

from La Coda to the start of the song
it's a star with a T inside
there's your START
La Coda
makes me want to cry
but en Espanol

Man with no name
nobody loves me
nothing and nobody touches me

When Eris has her period
no one is

No. one

Getting out live, Si
I will make you a nation
You're a nation now

Discordia

Apocalympdik

This one came to fruition with a help from talented Spacey Panda!
Check her work here: https://soundcloud.com/spaceypanda

Lyrics (French):

Emmène-moi 
au pays des rêves
Montre-moi 
Des horizons infinis

Danse avec moi
Sous la lueur de la lune
Montre-moi
Les merveilles
Cachées dans l’ombre



Translation

Take me
in the land of dreams
Show me
Infinite horizons
 
Dance with Me
Under the light of the moon
Show me
Wonders
Hidden in the shadows

BUY here!

Avec Moi (MAGO feat. Spacey Panda)

Boogie Town (acoustic)

Boogie Town (electric)

Oxygen

To honor my friend and teacher Dr. Baskaran Pillai on his birthday 1st Feb 2025.

My Babaji

Burnside, by Brian Gore Guitar Poet 

Walking by the river
With tracks beneath my feet
People hide in shadow
Shamed by their calamity
On New Years Eve near Burnside
They numb their sorrow
Hidden in the trees

A mad man in the street
Who could be you or me
Screaming senseless words
At someone we can’t hear or see
Like a crazy prayer for justice
For cards to be reshuffled
Equally 
(Chorus) 

Walking up Burnside 
With the sunset in my eyes
Walking up Burnside
Through the looming stormy skies
I’m walking up Burnside
And it makes me wonder why
We try at all 

I have an untold story
Of suffering and fright
My sadness was a doorway
Leading to a second sight
Of the the love we have inside us
And how it could turn darkness 
Into light 

As the day turns into evening
And night lights the old town sign
My steps are moving forward
Towards a deeper peace of mind
To a dream we have forgotten
For a welcome kind of place
Free from greed and glory 
That lifts up the human race

(Chorus)


Burnside - Brian Gore Guitar Poet and Michael Manring

6 a.m. on a March day, when the air is "freezin' cold" and a "new season's begun" - these lines capture that brief moment of change. Words like "winter" and "spring," paired with the echoing refrain "But where is my sun?" hint at both a promise of warmth and an elusive light that remains just out of reach.

The lines leave a gentle mystery—a pause that invites reflection. The repeated question softly lingers, suggesting both anticipation and a search for a light that may yet be undefined, without spelling out exactly what that light should be.

Musically, the song is carried by a warm piano and a deep, dark male voice. It unfolds slowly while maintaining a memorable, steady rhythm. The melody and the iconic refrain work together as an understated challenge—a quiet invitation to explore the balance between the expected and the unknown.

Where is my Sun?

🎤 Why I wrote this song

"Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)" was born in the middle of chaos.Not the cinematic kind. The real, raw, slightly stupid kind.

Sleepless nights. Half-finished thoughts. Conversations that ended weird. Too many tabs open – in my brain and my browser. I was trying to get everything right and failing gloriously.

But then something clicked:Maybe the goal isn’t to clean up the mess.Maybe it’s to dance through it.

This song is for every version of myself that thought “I need to fix everything” – and for the version that finally said: "Nah. I’ll just make something beautiful out of it."

It’s a love letter to the cracks, the wrong turns, and the late-night breakdowns that still somehow brought me here.

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Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)

Life’s a Mess (But We Love It) // NEW RELEASE (11th April 2025)

"GREY" delves deep into the shadows of depression, transforming personal struggles into a powerful rock anthem. With haunting melodies and raw lyricism, the track paints a stark portrait of a world drained of color, resonating with anyone who has faced life's challenges. The gritty guitar riffs and pounding drums amplify the sense of despair.

GREY

A Musician’s Guitar

Groove to this softer song. I played the bass

Light me up

where did she go

A track inspired by a short story set in the halo universe, by the same name. The story depicts an ordinary soldier stationed on a spacestation with its companion AI. It's a normal day, the soldier claims he's observed some alien life in the distance, but his AI companion dismisses these claims as the sensors do not pick up anything. One day, a high ranking general appears on the station with many soldiers, equipped for battle. The flood is on their trail and they have been sent to defend this station at all cost.  The flood arrive and all hell break loose. The station's crew is evacuated and all is lost, in a last stand against overhwelming odds, the soldier decides to steer the spacestation into the eye of the storm which rages on the planet below. Expecting to die, the soldier is perplexed when he wakes up alone on the station. He will live out the rest of his days here alone with only his AI companion for company, on the other hand, the alien lifeforms turns out to be real and they might have stories to tell.

Defender of the Storm

Esta composición me llevo el trabajo de tres meses, es una fusión envolvente de emoción y fuerza....La cancion te lleva a un paisaje sonoro cinematográfico y profundo, lleno de matices y texturas orquestales. A esta obra se suma la colaboración especial de Magoelnetcher Illapuwaira en guitarras, aportando un carácter único con su estilo expresivo y evocador. El resultado es una pieza que combina lo clásico con lo contemporáneo, lo etéreo con lo terrenal, llevando al oyente a un viaje sonoro inolvidable.

Symphony of Shadows

CAN'T CLONE ME

Valley Miss

Laughter Is Cruel

Spotify 

ShutUp

Smash Burger

thermo

Hips Don't Lie - GARDEZI Remix

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8yo6trY4Vyw
Translation above

Voix : miorcos https://soundcloud.com/patrice-mary06

Champ magnétique

Pour que nous nous rencontrions
Nous avons traversé la mer
Des solitudes où nous traînions
Perdus sur des radeaux amers

Combien avons-nous patienté
Pour voir éclore en nous ce jour ?
Nous en garderons le secret
Comme un témoin de notre amour.

Mais nous fûmes au rendez-vous,
Juste avant de devenir fous,
Quand est né le champ magnétique
Entre nos corps encor pudiques.

Dans le coussin de nos aimants,
Nous nous sommes tant rapprochés
Qu’avec douceur, puis violemment,
On a fini par se coller.

Et ce fut l’explosion de joie
Dans le silence d’un baiser.
Nos mains se sont mises à sculpter
L’âme d’un paradis sans voix.

Élégamment s’enfuit la Terre…
Et, bafouant l’apesanteur
Nous avons rejoint le mystère
Du temps libéré de ses heures.

Myckaël Marcovic, 20 octobre 2015.

Approximate translation :

Magnetic field

For us to meet
We crossed the sea
Solitudes where we hung out
Lost on bitter rafts

How long have we waited
To see us bloom on this day?
We’ll keep it a secret
As a witness to our love.

But we made the appointment,
Right before I went crazy,
When the magnetic field was born
Between our modest bodies.

In the cushion of our magnets,
We got so close
That with sweetness, then violently,
We ended up sticking together.

And it was the explosion of joy
In the silence of a kiss.
Our hands began to sculpt
The soul of a voiceless paradise.

Elegantly flees Earth…
And, slapping the weightlessness
We have joined the mystery
Time freed from his hours.

Myckaël Marcovic, 20 October 2015.

Champ magnétique (feat. Miorcos)

LYNL REMASTERED Y'ALL 


LYNL " Let A Young Nigga Live'' Beat Prod by Eli Teheran.

LYNL

We are TEZCAT REAL: Brian Hoffmann and ChrystCha Cat, a studio band that intends to become a live band, and it's not like we set out to be disruptive...we just are.  
 
Tezcat Real is part of a greater whole….there is a youtube channel with vids.  By the way, it is pronounced “Tezcat RayAL” – the latin “real”, meaning “royal”.  Most songs are 432 hz = A - who does that? We do.....we are not entertainers, we do not entertain ideas.  Are people merely ideas? No....people are potential Tezcat Real fans, and if that can redeem them, please...spare them, Lord.  

Some say a core thing about music industry sorcery is due to 440 hz = A tuning...and, we are Tezcat Real.  We named our cat Tezcatlipoca for chrissakes, and called him Tezcat for short...added the "real", and created a band name that, honestly, I felt sincerely afraid of for a while.  Maybe the name chose us?  Can anyone really know when I am or am not jerking their chain? Keeps people on their toes, giving deliberately terrible advice!