nice track - your voice is very Captain Beefheart-like!

A song about love and compassion with Mellotron and elements of early Brit Space rock.
Lyrics:
Mind Speak the sea, my friend. Mind Speak the sea.
Fall to the waves with an open heart.
Embrace Oblivion, shift-phase the sphere.
Forget all the days of your broken heart.
And Mind Speak the living gods.
Let them rock you in their arms and spin you in their spider web.
The days are set in prophetic times.
And Mind Speak Bodhisattva! Compassion is the theme of a life.
You find a friend in this realm, or you're lost, you're lost in a maze.
And Mind Speak the Wisdom Plain.
Let it rock you in its arms and spin you in the silver night.
Lets take a chance and lets dance with our newborn sight.
Mind Speak the sea my friend, mind speak the sea.
Fall in the waves with an open heart. 

Ocean of Compassion

My ode to traveling Route 66 and the denizens who inhabit the long desert highway.,Lyrics:

Old Man Joe lives under the bridge, Old Man Joe lives under the bridge,

he's smokin' Datura cigs.

Old Man Joe lives under the bridge, Old Man Joe lives under the bridge

he's smokin' Datura cigs.

Kickin' down the desert road, seeing all the bones of old, the people who lived.

Wasn't always truck stops and gas, seedy joints I'll have to pass

As I make my way south.

I see the eyes of the old man, the dry nights of an insect spotted prairie highway.

His shabby clothes reflect to his lonely tiresome travelling.

And it makes me feel he?s been some places, like a dingy bar in Needles, California.

Where the waitresses were exhausted, and the lights were peppered with dead, dry mosquitoes.

I see in the shine of his glasses, of slumbers in the old motels,

Where lumpy mattresses and cockroaches dance in molasses.

Dirty tee-shirts, and no smoking in the hallways.

Echoes play under Highway Bridge, where semi?s scream and bottles clink in coincidence.

Begging for that one last swig, that would send forgetfulness, like a cold empty kiss.

But Smoky Joe, his one time friend, pushed his beggar?s face away,

So the old man walked down the highway of Route 66.

Meanwhile the neon cowgirls kick their legs, over and over into the monsoon sky.

Arid Hobo Highway Blues

Everything comes in a can. To keep it fresh
While outside everything is turning to sand
Don't worry
We Haven't come to the point of cannibalism yet... not yet
We still have a good supply of crackers

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G-Black Elephants

Funk You Tonight

W-Downtown Saginaw

R-Brasília

A collaboration with Astronomusic. Carlo- Guitar, vocals bass, percussion. Zozimo Rech- Synthesizer. Adrianne Simioni-Lap steel guitar and violin. Check out Astonomusic's awesome space tunes at: http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_music.cfm?bandID=740622
LYrics:
O dancing Ganymede ……..O…..dancing Ganymede

Frozen world passes by
As we see you…with our naked eye.
Vivid dreams out of time
Icy world moving across the sky
Does your Mother Jupiter
Rouse you from your sleep-- and make you speak to her?
Is it true in what she sings?
That you were born when she cast her golden rings.

Winds across your frozen sea
Sing crystal harmonies.
Mother planet reaches out
With arms of magnetic canopy.
You dance around her in the night,
Your moon sisters twirling-- movements with delight.
An ancient dance, a minuet.
Choreograph sequence set.

Dreams of Ganymede (with Astronomusic)

A musical ode to the joys and beauty of the Napali Coast in Kauai, Hawaii. 

Napali Coast

Inspector Jones is wracking his mind looking for clues of Bridget Hormacoroma. A child who disappeared from a playground, while playing with friends. His prime suspects are a traveling band of Garbazitos, who were last seen on the outskirts of the town of Paradoxia. But already he has clues and signs that possibly a respected and feared Necromancer who has a shop in the main square has taken her and others in the past, using them as ingredients for his spells. Time is of the essence, and he must find her before the worst happens!

Promise you'll Find Her

Mellotron and Optigan Library:
Inspector Jones has run into a snag in his investigation. The Necromancer has laid down fake trails of lies and deceit. He must use his own innate Clairvoyance to find the missing child.
Using the Orb of Spherical Light contained in his utility enhanced arm he sits down at a wayside curb and applies it to the area where his Third Eye resides in his mid-skull just above the brow. For 30 minutes he sweeps his mind into the vague fog of his thoughts and finds nothing.... but wait! There in the dimness he perceives a light. The vaporous image soon constructs itself to be a room where six children seem shackled to wooden chairs. Not long after which, by certain enhancements of the surrounding images he knows the location. Then suddenly, standing in his inner gazing a dark figure emerges! The psychic form of Rhadaghast, the Necromancer. Now Jones knows it will be a psychic duel to the death. 

Perplexed by Paradox

my follow list thing is a friggin mess. im not tryna be a dick i cant clean it up without just ruining this whole thing..
© HAZMAT STUDIO 2015... All rights reserved 
THIS IS MY SECOND PAGE.  HAS BAND STUFF AND OTHER..
I DO NOT USE SAMPLES. I PLAY IT ON INSTRUMENTS IN ONE TRACK... NOT BLOCKS OF MUSIC.  https://soundcloud.com/underground-me  HAS 1 MAN BAND STYLE MUSIC. 
w/KIRBY IS ONE BAND
w/BETH IS A DIFFERENT BAND
I WANT TO ROCK THE WORLD... GET ON STAGE AND ROCK THE WORLD..
SO LETS DO THIS!!!

I AM THE MUSIC

I HAVE THE TOOLS FOR DOING MASTERING.  SO SEND ME A MESSAGE.  AND I WILL MASTER SOMETHING FOR YA......FOR NOTHING.  I'M NOT GREEDY,  JUST WANT TO SPREAD THE LOVE.  
NEED MORE PEOPLE TO DO THE SAME AND THE WORLD WOULD BE A MUCH BETTER PLACE.  MOST OF MY STUFF ISN'T MASTERED ..A FEW ARE.
 THESE TUNES ARE MADE SO I DON'T FORGET THEM...AND DIDN'T SPEND MUCH TIME ON THEM....  BUT, I FIGURED WHY THE HELL NOT PUT THEM ON HERE.....  THE PICTURES DESCRIBE WHAT THE SONGS ARE ABOUT...FOR THE MOST PART.  
ENJOY..
AND YES, I DO HAVE 9 FINGERS.. THAT IS A PICTURE OF MY HANDS...

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