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Eating Dreamcatchers

words and music Kevin Gennery
image not my own

she came to me in darkness led me to the light
not been back this way since hoping this could be the night

have you seen her tell me have you seen her

our embrace is perfectly vivid still heady from her perfume
the look that Abby gave me pray the waitings over soon

Have you seen her tell me have you seen her
cause I need her lord knows I need her

yes my minds open always ready to receive
blessed and so grateful for the love she gave to me
but I needed more than be possibly be in a dream

Burdened by my own body half my lifes been spent this way
lost and going nowhere, need her more than these words can say

Have you seen her tell me have you seen her
cause I need her lord knows I need her

if you do please send Abby my way

Have You Seen Her?

San Kajati plays bass and arrangements 

lyrics
the gas and electric have gone through the roof
if this is living then show me the proof

all the money I’ve got that I have to my name
won’t pay the rent
won’t ease the strain

get your robot hands off me

i worked to the bone but the factory’s gone
now i'm told to have a go

stores are boarded up and the mall’s gone quiet
we’ve taken to the streets but there is no riot

get your robot hands off me

not an emergency
though there is a sense of urgency   
my head hurts I might need surgery

no food in the fridge
and my old man tried to murder me
and a letter from the agency 
says I earnt too much lately
though they can’t say when exactly
they treat me  like I’m a toxic allergy


2 and 2 is three
robot choose to believe


robot gets to choose 
where I get the kids shoes
that I can’t buy booze
that I’ve got too much to lose
i tighten the belt it tightens the screws	
like an offer I can’t refuse
join the queue 
at least there’s a queue 
and that’s good news

i do get to choose
do i spend my last 20 on credit
i need a phone but instead it’s
better to spend it on food
but robot gets to choose

Robot Hands

God Bless

Chapter 210 of 266

Enter the enigmatic world of "TAFFETA," a musical tapestry woven from the threads of dreams and tragedy. Born from a single night of profound dreaming, this ambitious project embarks on an exploration of the human psyche through the language of instrumental music.

This is a five-year project, comprising of what will eventually end at 266 chapters, each is a standalone piece of sonic artistry, "TAFFETA" unfolds like a novel, with each composition serving as a chapter in a larger narrative. Crafted with meticulous care and creative fervor, every piece is birthed within the span of a week, capturing the essence of inspiration in its purest form.

But "TAFFETA" is more than just a collection of songs; it's a journey of the soul. Set against the backdrop of loss and longing, the project follows the story of a woman who slips into a coma following the untimely death of her husband. Through the evocative power of music, listeners are transported into her world, where emotions ebb and flow like the tides of a restless sea.

Week by week, each chapter of "TAFFETA" unfolds on SoundCloud, inviting audiences to immerse themselves in its haunting beauty. From cinematic compositions to haunting electronic soundscapes, each piece adds a layer to the intricate tapestry of sound, weaving a narrative that transcends the boundaries of language.

As listeners embark on this sonic voyage, they are invited to ponder the mysteries of existence, to confront the depths of sorrow and the resilience of the human spirit. "TAFFETA" is not merely a musical project; it's an experience—a testament to the transformative power of music to touch hearts, stir souls, and awaken the imagination.

If you wish to take a dive into everything that has come before:
The TAFFETA Albums each contain 15 consecutive tracks and are available for free, exclusively on Bandcamp.

TAFFETA VOL. 13 release is out now exclusively on Bandcamp .https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-13

TAFFETA VOLUMES 1-13 are all available on Bandcamp. 

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The TAFFETA Playlist is always kept up to date:
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Taffeta 210

TAFFETA | 210

Vedran - The Infinite Loop 2025

The Part Love

Hidden Sun

135 INDIE MONTRÉAL ROCK.

FROM YOUR EYES  feat. Frank Zozky & Paploviante
Wishing all a Happy New Year 2025.💕🤠 💃🏼🥂
Backing Track Paploviante: 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/gear-paploviante
Frank Zozky: provided vocals
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/23108/from-your-eyes-by-frankzozky-120bpm-house-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/frank-zozky
Lillithe: Arrangement, Remix and Production

From Your Eyes feat. Frank Zozky & Paploviante

Voici Une chanson composé par Steve Zeitoun, 
Paroles : Steph Ouna

Afin d'égayer un peu notre vie et d'y croire car tout est possible quand on y croit vraiment, très bonne écoute et merci !

Paroles :

A l’intérieur de mes rêves
Se dessinait un jardin
J’attends que le jour se lève
Pour commencer dès maintenant ce chemin

J’ai laissé, mis de côté
Ces pensées qui appartiennent au passé
Dès aujourd’hui un nouveau départ
Il n’est jamais trop tôt ou ni trop tard

Chevauchant sur le dos d’un dauphin
Me disait allez viens / c’est une histoire sans fin
Découvrir de nouveaux paysages
Alors suis-moi, / viens ! je t’emmène en voyage

J’ai des frissons et la passion
C’est si fort dans mon ventre alors j’invente
Je n’en peux plus de faire abstraction
Une pulsion urgente, puissante, et dévorante

J’ai laissé mes valises à la gare
Désormais je n’ai plus besoin d’elle
Si j’attends demain, il sera trop tard
Alors j’ouvre tout grand mes ailes


Refrain : S’ouvrir au monde, découvrir ce qui n’a pas de prix
Là où la joie inonde, ceux qui ont la paix dans l’âme
Sourire au monde, découvrir ce qui n’a pas de prix
Là où la joie inonde, ceux qui ont la paix dans l’âme

Oui les dés sont jetés
Un désir si fort et qui vient de l’intérieur
Sans trop penser à demain
Libéré, j’écouterai mon cœur

J’ai soif d’aventure, j’ai gardé l’espoir
Au fond de moi comme un murmure, me pousse à croire
Chaque battement de mesure, inspire, incite à s’émouvoir

Se laisser guider par la musique, instant précieux, éternel
Un mouvement doux et magique, un cadeau du ciel

A la rencontre de terres rouges et sauvages
Là où l’on chante le bonheur
Vivre libre vers de nouveaux visages
L’amour et l’espoir dans le cœur 

Allez viens ! donne-moi la main ! 
Ecoutez ce qu’ils ont dans le cœur, ce qu’ils ont à dire dirent, leurs histoires

Sourire au Monde

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

Do you see something falling from the sky?
Be afraid
Maybe you have lost your mind!

All the crap you filled into your brain
It may explode
And you will end up insane!

Do you hear bells and screaming in your ears?
Be afraid
It's something that shouldn't be there!

All the crap you filled into your brain
It may explode
And you will end up insane!

Do you see scary monsters in the dark?
Be afraid
Now it is going to far!

All the crap  you filled into your brain
It may explode
And you will end up insane!

Do you find yourself crawling on the floor?
Be afraid
Your brain couldn't take anymore!

All the crap you filled into your brain
It has exploded
And you have gone insane!

Insane

The Failed States is a creative project based in an aged care facility in the leafy suburb of Wantirna, Melbourne Australia. 

Initially a recreational outlet, allowing residents to express themselves through music, poetry and sitting still, The Failed States has since taken on a life of it own. 

Anguished songs about other residents' grandchildren being too loud at the table tennis table, or laments of lukewarm, semi-set pudding were gradually replaced by powerful pieces about climate change, urban decay, relationship breakdown and stolen dentures.

There are no permanent members of The Failed States, we live on, as age, petty rivalries, and forgetfulness takes us all.

The Failed States tries to perform in the common room on the second Tuesday of every month, after lunch.

Robot Hands

the failed states