A freejam that got a name. It's myself and a friend on acoustic guitars. It reminded us of the early hours of morning when the sun begins to shine on the frost and it glows with a mirror of the warmth before it evaporates.

It should be noted this song was improvised and recorded during the "Red Couch Sessions" and has never really been played again.

The Frost Breaks

This is another free jam that got captured. It has a lot of different elements that reminded us of fresh beginnings and the reflections of the trials that brought us to them.

The Pheonix And The Sunrise

This is an earlier jam session that we were lucky enough to record. I call it Gracious Hearth because it brings me to a thankful place inside. One that directly relates to the love we give and receive when in our homes.

Gracious Hearth

Yet another moment in music captured. This made us think of a battlefield. The tension, chaos, interactions between men that under different circumstances, may have been friends. The climax of steel ringing out, ragged shouts and curses that leads into the silence where they all take a breath, and count the dead. And the remaining warriors gather each other in an unbreakable bond that will carry them home to their loved ones.

Chaos, Blood And Honor

I look up prick in the dictionary, 
It's something like thorn wounds from a Bush,
And eight years later we gave him a push,
Maybe we should take a look at the books.
How to react to the common fact,
That maybe what's next might be the same?
And they say it's the people who are to blame,
When it's the politicians who put us to shame.
Well it's just me;

Living my life not hurting anyone,
Or anything that I see.
But you're always looking down on me.
I do what I'm told, a puppet hanging on a string.
Leave me alone, leave alone
Just let me be.
But you insist on screwing me.

I felt like they felt in history,
The same old thing as sixty-nine,
And they tell me "don't worry it will all be fine."
But their fucking pockets are deeper than mine.
They try to cover our eyes and ears,
Putting those filters on TV.
Censoring what we hear and what we see,
When they're all teeming with disease.

Living my life not hurting anyone,
Or anything that I see.
But you're always looking down on me.
I do what I'm told, a puppet hanging on a string.
Leave me alone, leave alone
Just let me be.
But you insist on screwing me.

Living my life not hurting anyone,
Or anything that I see.
But you're always looking down on me.
I do what I'm told, a puppet hanging on a string.
Leave me alone, leave alone
Just let me be.
But you insist on screwing me.

Spit-Single

Spit

Synthwave track inspired by "Saber Rider" tv show.

Artwork: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/342203271656943731/

This track is featured on New Retro Wave YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vgp8OPlWy00&t=32s

Isidor - Soldier Of Fortune (Synthwave)

Melodic and epic Synthwave track.
Artwork: https://wall.alphacoders.com/big.php?i=523480

Isidor - Timeline (Synthwave)

3218

Stardust (3218 Album)

Isidor - Stardust [Synthwave]

Lyrics:

Animating the dead again 
To sell you what is given freely 
Chasing dragons and folding fools 
Driving all to golden ending 

Rise above the shadow 
Leave the fear that lives inside the lines 
Be your own savior 
Bring yourself back to the light 
When you're in the masses 
Don't be afraid as space gets tight 
Just rise above the shadow 

Every second you're standing still 
The thrill is killed so move already 
Smashed from all sides into useless 
Broods keeping the decline going steady 

the lies are ringing hollow 
removed accountability and pride 
give strife to your brothers 
Cling to doubt push love aside 
Starved in saturation 
Consuming everything in sight 
There's life outside your shadow 

The constant calling facade of an empty conversation 
Thoughts jeopardized by social cries of endless indignation 
Validation not recognized in time breeds deprivation 
Failure to fully empathize decides lines of situation 
Disposable intellect has shown its grace on all our faces 
Illuminating a winding slide to darker and lesser places 
Fumbling with what we grasp from other worldly spaces 
Manifested the tortured grind to what the current state is 
Once you open your eyes to crimes of your kind you find you're off the team 
Patronizing the vile side that blinds the tribe to transgressions they set free 
Deeper than you thought possible the silent part of you needs to scream 
Fall behind then clear your mind finally decide to just walk away 
The cross they make us all carry to the death of truth is never heavy 
Dominated from the day we're born to Stretch you so they see right through 
If you're gonna talk about sacrifice you make sure your nails are ready
Best believe you need to follow through, lest they get their fingers in you 


The glass canyon echoes 
Constant calling of the wolves 
Signals sunken shepherds 
To the thundering of the horseman's hooves 
Open the flood gates 
To the barren fields of truth 
Then rise above your shadow

Scatter

Clarity  de Zedd ft Foxes (Aylen Remix)

Vocals by Stephanie Jones 
Everything else was done by the amazingly talented Josh Odell

I will not Bow-Breaking Benjamin Cover

Five musicians came together from the chaos of life, bringing with them their own elements and influences. The result, defies conventional expectations of formula. Simplistic and layered, the sounds embrace a diverse and eclectic gamut of audible interactions. Striking familiar chords while simultaneously expanding to uncharted spaces in the contemporary world of music.

Spit

The Alpha Process