i think ive heard this song before. I think Ive heard this voice before! Are you mocking me!?

An addictive track! Great theater and humor that you’ve orchestrated wonderfully. Durge

Excellent track :) How painful was this one to record?

the arrangement for this one really fits the art performance. loved it muchly.

yeah, i remember bubba.  he's on that cher trip...

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://www.redbubble.com/people/thewormling/shop

This is the 4th song posted from the album I started using demo tracks given to me by Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the pandemic when I had extra time due to society closing down. This song was inspired by Black Lives Matter and my own experiences with the police growing up in the California East Bay Area in the 80s. 

It has been an incredible opportunity working with Wou-Wou, Stricknice, and Bitzone on this album. I feel like we have a realized sound and vision for the overall style of the album. It is exciting to know that we have many more tracks ready to be released. 

Massive thanks to RUIZZOIDMAN (E-Ruizzo) for joining us on Cruising Through. RUIZZOIDMAN has massively contributed to the positive vibes and individual creative spirit that defines our SoundCloud community. This is the second track I have had the honor of RUIZZOIDMAN joining in on. Big ups RUIZZOIDMAN!!!   

Track Credits:

RUIZZOIDMAN (E-Ruizzo): Lead guitar, scratch guitar, additional guitar, elation choir
https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo
https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions
Stricknice: Outro Guitar, Samples, and Production
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Bass, Guitar, Synth, Drums, Percussion, Samples, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Samples, Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Hey I caught you sniffing
Get off my tail 
What you think you sniffing
Get off my tail
Hey I see you sniffing
Get off my tail
What you think your sniffing

Is it the neighborhood I’m cruising through
Is it cause I’m rolling deep with my crew
Is it cause I don’t ever trust you
Is it your suspicious of me

Hey I caught you sniffing
What you think you sniffing
Hey I see you sniffing
What you think your sniffing

Is it your suspicious of me

Still feeling shamed I reclaim that part of me you took
With looks of disdain as I refrained afraid to get booked For nothing 
I shook from your tree
In fact it probably be 
My inherited fruit first 
That now you attempt to hoard in force
In tradition with your legacy of scarcity  
But my ancestral fraternity is inherently abundant 
There’s nothing to defund from it
Word

Yea, that’s what I’m talkin’ about

This is the neighborhood I’m cruising through
This is my neighborhood and I’m cruising through
This is our neighborhood and we goin’ cruise through

Cruising Through

RUIZZOIDMAN, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Wormling & the Couch King - Cruising Through

The Mysterious Decibel - Bubba Bronchitis Bill

Lyrics, instrumental, Voice Recording, Sounds, mix, master, song structure - The Mysterious Decibel

Lyrics:

Now I've been smoking on the sticks for years
Still fresh as fuck,
Straight outta the muck
i got more tar in my lungs than a hot and ready asphalt truck.
Because nicotine fuels the machine to roast your ass and wipe you clean
It's never a problem even if I'm coughing up my fuckin spleen
I got stacks on stacks of cigarette packs,
Every day's another asthma attack,
My face is full of holes and cracks!
I Take a mean puff when I'm feeling a little down
I kick my feet up and I watch the shenanigans of my town

My name is Bill
(Bronchitis Bill)

Looking for a thrill
(For a Thrill)

My name is Bill
(Bronchitis Bill)

My Lungs I Kill 
(His lungs he kills)

Now watch me as I take a smoke
And hear me excessively choke myself into an immediate stroke!

(Cough solo)

Now my doctor told me that I should cut down on the sticks
But I looked at him and I told him to go suck a bag of dicks
I'm forever addicted, there's no way out
Oh cigarette, Oh cigarette
The puff of you baby I can't live without 
Now I'm running out of breath after spitting all this smoke
The mic is about to drop and I'm about to choke
So listen to this as an example of why cigarettes are bad
Don't lead yourself down this road just like your deadbeat dad!

My name is Bill
(Bronchitis Bill)
Yeah!

Looking for a thrill
(For a Thrill)

My name is Bill
(Bronchitis Bill)
Yeah!

My Lungs I Kill 
(Suicide on the lungs)

Now watch me as I take a smoke
And hear me excessively choke myself into an immediate stroke!

themysteriousdecibel.bandcamp.com/

themysteriousdecibel@gmail.com

Shoutout to Wiener Noose:
https://soundcloud.com/wienernoose

Bubba Bronchitis Bill

Scotty: guitars, lyrics, vocals
Tommy: bass, keys, adlibs

So, Tommy texted me at 8:13 Friday night to see if I wanted to come up to the city for a day or night or whatever seeing as we hadn't seen each other in seven months or so, at least, and the idea at the time seemed nice but my kids were sick and I just assumed it would be a 'no' from the wife. Plus I was working until 1 a.m. Friday night and had my first Saturday/Sunday off in a while so chances were I'd end up hanging around the house with the fam and doing a bunch of shit around the house that I normally don't get the chance to do. 
By Saturday I had completely forgotten about the presented opportunity until dinner time when I finally brought the idea up to my wife, and to my surprise, she was like, 'yeah, you should go'. 
So I immediately called Tommy who promptly returned my call indicating that, yes, the offer was still on the table, that his wife and kids were away until, like, Tuesday and that I could crash on his couch if necessary. Well, of course it would be necessary. Especially if we were to get steamed to the beams and work on something new. Which was the plan, after all.
So I fought somewhat shitty traffic for two hours until I reached Tommy's place a little after 7 p.m., Saturday. Shortly after arrival we whipped out a pre-rolled Sour Diesel and took the dog for a J walk to get steamed and to discuss how we were to approach our new song. 
We decided it was best to warm up with a few classics, 'Presently', etc., and then find a cool looperman beat to sorta find a groove to roll with over top. Then commence the layering and voila!
By the time we got back to the house, set up and steamed again it was 9 p.m. and we were losing precious time. We wound up selecting the first beat we listened to, the beat that you're hearing now, because I was fucking with this blues riff you hear now and it seemed to sorta work. So we got down to business and after a handful of takes each, this groove was born. By the time we got the groove down and recorded it was time for munchies. So we decided to take a break to order some food. 
One of the benefits of living in the big city is that you can order things like Thai food at 11 p.m. for delivery. So that's just what we did. Oh, and some cookies and chocolate milk.

Cookies And Chocolate Milk

High On The Mountain # #, Gene Jumper, ( Original )

high on the mountain

High On The Mountain, # #, Gene Jumper,  ( Original )

Chiodo Scaccia Chiodo

What if No Doubt's "Don't Speak" exists in every parallel universe?

Nowhere

Well once again  Uziel, Tex Mex Shaman, Janine Levinson with Tea are Sea and me made some musical poetry together.
Uziel sings, and co-produced with TMS (amazing work that saved us from disaster)
TRC layed down a beautiful foundation Synth track in the second half
TMS plays his Sitar and guitar and E-Bow throughout
Janine sings
Stonerjazz Lyrics/Synth/ roland boss bass and drum engine and sings.
A heartfelt thanks to everyone who made this music, and to everyone who joins us in this song😊

Lyrics.            Asteriod
Some asteroids in outer space are made of cheese.
We only need to capture one of these
And we can feed everyone in the world for free.
I'm hoping it won't be a Roquefort or a Brie,
A nice sharp cheddar would be just fine with me.

Make a list check the box then move on
Lock the door, mop the floor, do the chores then move on.
Love the world if you're able, if you're not please set the table
Time to eat, wash your feet, eat your meat
Repeat with rice and beans and broccoli.

High speed snow and sleet outside
While we practice worldwide genocide
In the name of economic prosperity
How bout you, if you were boss what would You do?

Wood nymph hiding stealthily behind a giant Douglas fir
Off to the west. A most majestic tree.
She took my hand that girl with diamonds in her eyes
And said now follow me to a clearing where they were singing songs of love and war.

Getting back trying to unlock the doors
Crucifixion is the perfect antidote for lethargy
Oh can't you see.
If we had our druthers we'd be getting back to where we were before
Even though that bridge is burning brightly in the middle of a balmy night
The dog wood bloomed
Reminded me it used to be her favorite tree
When she still loved me like a bell that rings in distant memories.

ASTEROIDS---Janine Levinson, Uziel, Tex Mex Shaman, Tea Are Sea

To be played specifically on a car stereo ;) 

As the heat goes I'd say it's not too bad
for the year it's okay to beat the days we had 
But the time that we all spent in the sun
was the kind that we hadn't had for years

Riding next to you
Riding next to you

So I'll remember waves and shining sky
and spotting all the ship as they pass by
But after all these years we still can sit for days 
with good old friends that came from far away

Don't stop livin on a sunny day
Get up, just wasting away till we 
find out the years are never as long
as you love me.

And we stay to see another day 
laughing, waitin on the edge of our
seats you, look at me while I 
stare too, long at you and you
tell me that you love me and
you'll be waitin in the room for me
I jump up and follow you there

Ride into the blue
Ridin next to you....

Now if all of this is made of memories
then the life that we are livin is for me
and it doesn't matter now those times have passed
with new ones up ahead enough to last.

And we stay to see another day 
laughing, waitin on the edge of our
seats you, look at me while I 
stare too, long at you and you
tell me that you love me and
you'll be waitin in the room for me there

Ridin next to you






V4.03

One To Remember

Chicklets!
This is the final track on my friend Tom Alexander’s 2023 album "IDIOM".
"Chicklets" was composed by Tom Alexander SEVERAL decades ago... a humble nod to one of Tom's most influential mentors.

CHICKLETS (Tom Alexander)

Virus

Call Of Gold

I Can Tell - Produced By Da Hood

The man of many voices, genres, and characters. 

Expect the unexpected. 

Themysteriousdecibel@gmail.com

Bubba Bronchitis Bill

The Mysterious Decibel

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