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Deep Space

Silence

Sweet Bean Jam

Heavy Metal Bigfoot

K-Stairway of Bad Luck

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, by: Prod. Riddiman

www.youtube.com/@ProdRiddiman

Vocals/Lyrics: Written, performed, mixed and mastered by: The Mysterious Decibel

Lyrics:

Do the monsters from the dark dimension tell campfire stories too?
Do the monsters from the realm of unknown make the antagonist out of you?

Sick and Disgusting
Perverted and untrusting
A planet just crusting with parasitical bustings from the wombs of the wicked
We are so addicted
To the madness afflicted
All the way from restricted

Do you even know what crafts a monster that walks on many toes?
Does it go any further than the realms outside the veins of your blood flow?

Do the monsters from the dark dimension tell campfire stories too?
Do the monsters from the realm of unknown make the antagonist out of you?

Who are all the Monsters in all the pages?
We are all the monsters! Let's burn the sages!
Who are all the monsters in all the pages?
We are all the monsters let's burn the sages!

Who are all the monsters?
Who are all the monsters?
Who are all the monsters?
We are all the monsters!

You can't cleanse me
I can't cleanse you
So let's sail the sinful seas
In a little Brittle black canoe

Prod. Riddiman x The Mysterious Decibel - Who Are All The Monsters?

A tribute to those friends and famly members no longer with us.

'Tribute'

This song is for all people who are fed up with role expectations. A neoclassical death metal ragequit with a haunting harpsichord and heavy guitars. I am very happy to turn these important lyrics into a song with an international and diverse band. 
Happy women's day! 

Nadine de Macedo: composition, screams, keys, solo, lyrics, arrangement, production
J. P.: guitars, solo
Rin Greywolf: bass
Peter Watkinson: drums

Cover design: Nadine de Macedo (typography), y.ersinia (photo)

Where to find us:
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com
https://hollowwoods.bandcamp.com
https://www.instagram.com/yers.iniaspictures

==== LYRICS ====

To the highborn 
Raise your horns
Thy hope forlorn 
Thy borrowed plumes adorn

Don't wanna be a princess
I'm not damsel in distress
Slave to the hierarchy
Is not who I want to be

Your descendants
Preach untruth
Fake transcendence
Psychological abuse

Don't wanna be a princess
I'm not your f*cking hostess
Slave to the hierarchy 
Ain't nothing for me

Don't wanna be a princess
I'm not damsel in distress
Slave to the hierarchy
Is not who I want to be

Slave to the hierarchy 
Ain't nothing for me

Princess

As the title says these are thoughts for a summer day:  
Take a break from technology here and there;
Have some hope in humanity;
do what you can to make it a better world; 
Try hard to find people who you vibe with and enjoy their company.

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THOUGHTS FOR A SUMMER SUNDAY
(c) JunkHeap Mar 01 2024

Looking at the sunrise, 
flowing through the dusty blinds,
bleary-eyed, not really wanting to wake.  
Taking a deep breath and stretching away the sleep. 
I know it's gonna be a good day.
I Hope!  it's gonna to be a good day.

Skip the 'get ready' lyrics, hit the street, 
knowing it's for sure cold out there.

I hear the sounds, and the smells of my main street,
climate change giving a bit of repreive, 
from the usual deep freeze.
I know I shouldn't say it, but I like the warmth.

The familiar people I see in the hood, 
wishing the trees were green and the sun
bathing us with its warmth, 
as the winter concludes.
We're wishing for an end to the cold,
careful what you wish for!

Ch.
I think we've forgotten some of the simple,
need  to get back to what matters.
Leave the tech, 
not a substitute for human interaction.
There's nothing that we need to argue about.
There's nothing to go on about.
Just take that day off and relax...
on a Summer Sunday.

Ya... turn on the TV and it's the same-same.
Smartphone, computer... the same-same.
Everyone trying to yell louder than everyone else.

Hearing the bell on the steeple a block away,
being a non-church type, I say hey...
Hard to say anything without sounding like a preacher,
but sometimes we need a little faith, in hard times,
a little faith, in ourselves, a little faith, in hard times,
find the strength, in these hard times, 
we want the same.

Ch. 
I think we've forgotten some of the simple,
need  to get back to what matters.
Leave the tech, 
not a substitute for human interaction.
There's nothing that we need to argue about. 
There's nothing to go on about.
Just take that day off and relax...
on a Summer Sunday.

Guit solo.

Ch.

Thoughts For A Summer Sunday

Sometimes I find myself thinking "I want to be like Yann Tiersen, or Bowie, or Bach", and then I wonder if Bach ever felt the same. "I want to be like Palestrina, or Machaut, or Lully", he may have said.
Now I wonder if, someday, someone will ever want to be like me.

†ॐ

Based on "Invention No. 4 in D minor" BWV 775
Music composed by Johann Sebastian Bach
Arrangement and production by Thomas O'Higgins Horna
Produced at Kolima Forest Studios.

Cover picture by me.

memory of an invention

The rain; it never ends...

Image credit:https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-Driving-rain/711722/8490783/view

Driving Rain

Thomas O'Higgins Horna
Aspiring film composer.

memory of an invention

†ॐ

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