Great band, good to hear yous👍.  What a lineup

Great title and the high vocal when that line comes in is a wicked touch. Wonderful smooth groove backing track, love that backwards guitar/sound. Excellent vox for the excellent lyrics.

dressed in fashion so why do they ignore me?? great expression of "doesn't grt it"..I think you guys have a good thing going:insightful "funny but accurate" lyrics. neat vocals and instrumentals

It's got a Downbeat cool groove and the vocal approach is refreshingly original.  Compelling lyrics -- alienation in the presence of callous denizens of the street. There's a very Blur / Damon Albarn vibe here.

I think you all know how excited I am for more from your new project. And if you want to know why, it's all in this song/record... writing, singing, arrangement, recording and general vibe... everything!

these dual vocals here are on the fire.  love it.

Eagle 252 (2025)

Inspired by Astor Piazzola's Otonos Porteno, my two old high school guitar mates and I are virtually tracking in an empty warehouse near Doheny Beach, CA this week.  Here is our best track taken from those sessions.

Guitars x Warehouse

I-Berliner Ensemble

This instrumental track, performed by GOLTZ (Gunther Benedict-drums, Christoph Musil-bass, Mario Palaschke-keyboards), is the result of a late-night improvisation over a poem by German writer Christian Morgenstern (1871-1914). 
Cover: Ink drawing by Gunther Benedict

Der Wasseresel

I don't know who I am
I don't know where I am
It's one AM and I want you
I don't know what I am
I don't know if I am
It's one AM and I want you
You're the arms that don't want me
You're the eyes that haunt me
You were taken from me in my infancy
Now I want you back
I want you back
I don't know a thing about
I'm filled with doubt
It's one AM and I want you
Between heaven and hell
I don't know where you dwell
It's one AM and I want you
Why do you why do you why do you why do you torment me
What did I ever do to you
What do you what do you what do you what do you want from me
Why won't you let me be, let me be
I'm walking a dangerous street
Unfamiliar to me
It's one AM and I want you
I can hear your laughter
I'll never have you
It's one AM and I want you
Like this...
I don't know who I am
I don't know where I am
But it's one AM and I want you
I don't know what I am
I don't know if I am
It's one AM and I want you
It's one AM and I want you

One AM

Slow Motion Space Blues

Mac , music , lyrics , vocals
Scotty , lyrics , vocals
Shane , lyrics , vocals

Well the night’s effervescent and I’m on fire
Full of anti depressants to blunt my ire
Well aware of the presence of my desire
It feels very pleasant as I get higher
And I’m clad in a fashion to catch the eye
So why does everyone ignore me as I walk by
It would be a different story for a different guy
But I’ll never find the glory unless I try
So why do I lie so low 
Why don’t I let them know
Let them bask in the glow
Of my ghetto falsetto

Most are fucked up from the drugs they take,
and don't care to interrupt all the love I make,
but I can't quite erupt so, I'll simply fake,
and make believe
that I have climaxed, because all the noise
that keeps me far from relaxed and trapped in the void, 
I've always had a clean nose but perhaps I'll toy 
with singing in falsetto. 

These streets are full of cackles and high pitched screams
A ghetto manifesto haunting my dreams
Monotone narration to a story I know
A baritone ending won’t leave me alone
I’m not crazy it’s the world around me
I’ll deal with the shit eventually 
Then get past the truth I know
That I’m too low for ghetto falsetto

But it don’t mater how high or how low 
Unless you mean it nobody will know
All you need is the seed and the get go
Let go of the ghetto falsetto

Ghetto Falsetto

Mac , music , lyrics ,vocals
Scotty , lyrics and vocals
Shane , lyrics and vocals

Jimmy really should have learned how to drive 
But he thought he was the last of the lads alive
He never knew his signals or emergency stops
Took a blind side right with his headlights off
And that was the end of that 
But there’s always some daft twat
Who dabbles in disaster for a silly laugh
Perhaps it’s apt 
But Christ it’s proper sad
He was probably an arsehole but someone’s little lad
And it makes em mad in the daily mail
When every little jimmy fails
“They should be building bigger jails , these criminals shall not prevail”
Fuck off Doris ,I’ve got news for you 
You can climb down off that high horse
Cos it ain’t fit for glue

Those with glass minds throwing rocks tonight
Knowing that they never lived a day in their lives

Well, Linda sits upon her porch 
with cigarettes and beer,
waitin' for her cheque and askin'
the mailman each time he's near.
She lives with other women,
who are very much the same.
Seven babies from eight daddies.
Makin' them is just a game
for them to live in ignorance,
sit and do nothing, 
but complain about the immigrants 
that make them quite insane,
even though they're working difficult, shit jobs 
that they're too proud to do.
Entitlement based on their skin
colour and where it was they grew.

There’s two sides to a coin
When judgement calls
Those opinions are the shovel that will bury us all
And that’s all 
X

Fit for glue

Sentado em cima das pernas da mesa

Written & Recorded @ Studio B 

It's a race against time ....backwards

My Grand Parents passed last July 
This goes out too......
 who knows what would have been 


HATE CATZ FOR EVA

SKRATCHEZ

Morning After Mercy

[Verse 1]
Cold coffee rings the porcelain rim,
a key lies dull on the wooden table.
One glass broke, the shard still waits
on the kitchen floor, untouched.

The phone lights up, unread,
its glow too sharp for tired eyes.
Sheets lie creased in daylight’s square,
dust caught floating, merciless and plain.

[Chorus]
Morning after mercy,
there’s no miracle to find.
Just the echo of your breath,
and the silence you left behind.

[Verse 2]
Fridge hums low, its shelves half-bare,
a bottle of water, a pack of butter.
The street outside is already loud,
a dog, a horn, a door that slams.

A crumpled tissue by the bed,
a candle drowned in its own wax.
The mirror shows a stranger’s face,
blurred with fingerprints and light.

[Chorus]
Morning after mercy,
there’s no miracle to find.
Just the echo of your breath,
and the silence you left behind.

[Bridge – flüsternd, zerbrechend]
I still feel your hand in mine,
though it’s only in my head.
I whisper it to no one —
I can’t believe it’s dead.

[Final Chorus]
Morning after mercy,
there’s no miracle to find.
Just the echo of your breath,
and the silence you left behind.

(let it fall into silence — no flourish, no light)

Morning After Mercy

Hi , we’re Mac , Scotty and Shane and we’re alright if you like that type of thing

Find Mac here : https://on.soundcloud.com/ykKOMJaT5S08shXQ2x

And Scotty here : https://on.soundcloud.com/CLSShQ7jOlAo9gXH6h

And me in random hedge bottoms

Ghetto Falsetto

The wrong song club

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spade13 (13R.I.P)from太陽の王国

lil' spaceman

Fady

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