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Written by Elliot Seabright, guitar by Matt Pavey. An original song of mine about what happens when you drink too much and you're feeling emotional.

Vodka (Acoustic Version)

Becky Rose: The Things You Said

صفحة النبي محمد يوحدنــــا 

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رفرفي يا راية الحق على كل الأنام 
وأزدهي اليوم سرورا بخشوع واحترام 
ولد النور فاردى بالهدى زيف الظلام 
مرحبا أهلا وسهلا فيك يا مسك الختام 
مرحبا يا خير داع للهدى والاعتصام 
ولدت أمه في مكة البيت الحرام 
انه يوم تجلى تحقيق المرام 
نوره أحيا البرايا من سبات ومنامٍ 
قد هتفنا الله اكبر لم نخف أيا ملام 
نصنع الموت لأمريكا وصهيون اللئامٍ
والعنوا كل يهوداً أنهم شر الإنامي 
إنما النصر لديني هديه أرقى نظامٍ 
وبه العالم يحيى في أمان وسلامٍ 
وبه يغدوا كريمً كل شعب مستضامٍ
يارسول الله عهدا لك والـ آل الكرام 
سوف نمضي في خطاكم بتباعَ والتزامٍ


رفرفي يارأية الحق - فرقة انصار الله الانشادية

A SEASON DISSOLVED IS A COLLABORATIVE NOT FOR PROFIT Remix PROJECT
IF you ARE INTERESTED IN DOING A Re-mix PLEASE GET IN TOUCH HERE
swallowthemind@gmail.com 

Credits:
A Season Dissolved features:


David Headon - Bass, Percussion,drums,Glockenspiel,Producer,Engineer,Mixer 
Becky Rose - seven part choral section, electric piano
John-Joe Murray - Fiddles
Craigus Barry/The Retinal Circus - Telecaster Standard, vocals, Omnichords, wah wah CasioDG20, Ebows, Charango, Producer, Arranger 
Song/lyrics by C A Barry   
Strings arranged by JJ Murray/C A Barry
Seven part choral section composed /arranged by Becky Rose Lowe
Final big mix by David Headon FEB 2014 

PLEASE CHECK OUT THE ARTISTS PROJECTS & WORK  
DAVID HEADON http://soundcloud.com/david-headon
BECKy ROSE http://soundcloud.com/beatsandpoets
JOHN JOES BAND SEXy WEIRDOS www.sexyweirdos.co.uk/‎
more from the composer here http://theretinalcircus.bandcamp.com/
and here http://soundcloud.com/strangest-of-strange

A SEASON DISSOLVED FINAL MASTER! FEB 2014

The stones are left to tell a story. The guardian slept thousands of eons, only to wake up for the new cycle. 3.

Billain - Colossus EP.
Forthcoming on Bad taste recordings.

Artwork by Enis Čišić
https://www.behance.net/enis

www.billain.net
https://www.facebook.com/BillainSystems

http://www.badtasterecordings.com
https://www.facebook.com/badtasterecordings

Story written by Adis Kutkut - Billain

Story 4 
After the jump
…It was shaky for 3 minutes, i thought screws were going to fall out from just about everywhere as the bill for the madness we accepted to take by entering these unknown doors, shaking like tin can with all the power and knowledge in the assembly, yet so fragile in front of enormous. And the risk we took… the type 3 black hole proven only by our lunatics back at the Hadden labs, and we…arrived safe on the other side, ship intact, no damage at all. the crew surprised again, sounds of relaxed cheering, guts back to normal pulse.…

Then this view…happened. 

On the other side of the most violent camo portal, we stepped into unexplored, to found mystic visual silence, and in the silence, we found a brother of Mars, peaceful and humble, innocent scape lived in front of our eyes. Silence on the deck, all eyes on vast of nothing, and this one tiny system in the middle, that seemed pretty old, it just wasn’t like usual stuff we get to see on far ends.  Captain is careful, portal stable, hard decisions to make. Old men with faces of kids…human innocent eternal curiosity. Deep scars on the planet showed violent past, but no explanations. …Traces of oxygen…Analysis going wild…The most expensive mission was on the brink of a retrieve procedure. Hadden protocol 21 says risk is allowed only if 75% of the crew declares risk as a valuable step. Mission is a go with the next routine. The next routine was to land on the surface of this new named M-071-0 or “Mars senior” how Brian likes to call it, and gather the usual. Procedure for two suited men under 3 surveillance systems…

Suits on, Gear testing…I’m testing my suit twice, my experience is itchy on this peaceful moment. Shuttle is ready…Mission was a go, no turning back now…time flies somehow as I’m already in the aggressive entrance but little friction, curious thoughts overflowing my mind, as we landed softly. Panic-untethering myself from the chair, I wanted to come out and touch the ground, it was in my genes to beg for real ground placebo after years in void. I was so happy, the bridge laughed. I worked 22 years and now I wish I’m a construction worker back home on Apesia. I absorbed some funny human nature, as we are all children of stars…

Task one is compact gathering on three closest checkpoints with different properties of ground and some data at least… soils and rocks, solid moisture, and seven types of bacteria that ended in boxes, which is a good find. Planet is alive, there are some pretty shiny rocks, dust is not hard granules. Beautiful soil. Felt like home again as I felt Apesia like gravity, also the Star and “senior” is similar to sun and earth ratio, perfect for life, but no one is around, except those microguys. Two checkpoints done, few jokes on the bridge as everyone is relaxed on a human level… We found more bacteria, truly wonderful...Third checkpoint was behind a canyon, hard to reach but suit exoskel helps every time, we were getting close to zone of interest marked by Brian and Mr. Terminal. Curt is always a step ahead, the bridge is beginning to doubt if we are running our missions or his transcended will. Curt or Terminal? Knowledge is dangerous and beautiful.  

The third checkpoint changed my life forever. This dream…was in front of me…

What we found below the dense sand atmo on the third checkpoint was, emotional…and…because we noticed it from a distance but at first we remained…suspicious, The closer we walked…we…this was scary…The bridge confirmed in a brief “this is more then we can understand”, but my knees started shaking while we stood instantly sending 20 snapshots to the bridge. Curt speaks out of Terminal, as the human in him is overwhelmed by this visual feed. Statue dating, beyond our Terminal ability to simplify to humans…He speaks about thousands of eons, this is not even a history anymore. This dream 23 year  dream unparallel occurring during my life…the rectangular vessel landing on earth taking me home, warm welcoming by this tall red being with a smile. The transparent front cabin like floating in space. Sitting on a ground in a dark interior…but this being from my dreams, has its statue…here, in front of me, on this planet. 

Terminal concludes, it’s not hollow, no entrances therefor it’s not a tower, nor a temple, but rather filled with unknown materials. In a random geometrical manners, no orders known to science…I’m not listening anymore, my ears are filled with low tones yet pulse is normal, it is getting louder. Laura hits me on the shoulder, I’m back…

Then this Vibration of Brass like sound the size of a planet shook the ground beneath our legs, rocks falling, Brian screaming at us to retreat leave it all, Laura running to startup the engines I’m standing still watching the colossus…the planet rotated 20 degrees to the right in 3 seconds as it is a vessel , aligned to a star…and the colossus was…it moved…I…I am somewhere else now…







Colossus

Billain - Colossus EP.
Forthcoming on Bad taste recordings.

Artwork by Enis Čišić
www.behance.net/enis

www.billain.net
www.facebook.com/BillainSystems

www.badtasterecordings.com
www.facebook.com/badtasterecordings

Story written by Adis Kutkut - Billain

Story 2

Darwin v2.0

Brian is the only person remembering "the old" Curt. Curt was a computational genius at the age of 5, "Pegasus H academy" as one of 3 youngest students with highest grades, surpassing the ordinary education as he grew up. Then he started from prosthetics improvements, and exoskel suit artificial muscles patent which brought him a EF prize…The man that cracked the human nature code, was never happy…Brian speaks, Curt wanted more, he felt how fragile, or solvable everything is, and his "heurekas" proven how things are "simple" to his perceptive capacity…and what a capacity that was…It was a full shelf of science trophies, and an empty shelf of family frames with no pictures depicts everything about Curt. He was...from somewhere else.

It was hard for Brian to watch Curt's genius madness on this scale, as the social skills were fading away like his old friend, a silent humble guy in the corner…and a new personality, cold and informative, appeared. Crew would say that Terminal tethering is Curt's own masohistic toy of suicide, as he invented iron maiden for himself. Now everyone is afraid of him, as everyone feels like granules on the wind around him. But he mean no harm…they say…and I believe in a way….

Curt performed dozens of surgical operations on himself, and he survived them healthy and intact, you could reach his spine trough series openings for transfer melting ports, as madman appeared, happy about his final experiment, a man with ports of spinal direct access to mainframe of hnet, free traveling information clusters trough universe. Several tubes reaching his brain trough a hole on his forehead…The morphic cables grew around his grey matter like parasitic tree roots in a skull in just few hours…and still nothing, guy is alive, and walking…"You can't play god", a Proteus religious cancelor Teo said. I remember Curt's eyes sweeping trough the members of The Corporate union, with all his holes and a "third eye" on his forehead wearing the largest investment in computational sector in history of HDDNC, on and in himself. 

- "God? God needs to be redefined by more wisdom with which he would encourage both you and me if you believe in such existence, and i will execute the next step towards knowledge with or without you... it is the fear you need to fear, not me." - then he walked out…nobody stopped his messiah walk from the office to the final procedure, he brought so much to Earth and Mars that nobody had doubts any more even about his risk of death…But Captain Brian's "look trough the walls" was even more mysterious. It was a matter of great trust, a great risk, and a great loss.

T minus 3 minutes. 
His hands and forehead lubricated, a team of scientists trained by Curt, on the panels…He takes a minute watching a picture he brought with him, it was a picture of M.C. Escher's sphere study from 1935. He watched it for the last time as someone would watch a family picture. Turns to Brian, tells him something discreetly, turns to us and says "Now I will change everything…This is history and future…I will present you life"…Such power of words and work in one person was taken profoundly silent and the same silence before the startup of the fluids going trough the cables to his spine was chilling. Scientists checking the patches…Hands going locked in the machine, forehead into a visor…You could hear the cables clicking in his skull like a perfect machine adapter measurements…

Ignition commenced.

One very profoundly non human scream from Curt…Low tones coming out of central patch. Steaming metals leaking around his spinal cords to the centre reflected a scream of history changer and future shaper…electricity bursting around the ports on his back and visor…it was like electric chair execution back on earth 6 centuries ago…burned human flesh and bones smell floated around the deck…Silence, dead silence…Curt is still standing, like a parasite…connected…pulse is stabile…but he does not breathe.Brian approached begging for words."Curt….Curt…Please…Speak to me…Curt…"

- "Hello Captain" - came out of every speaker in the room synced with Curt's lips. The voice was on multiple frequency register…"I just mirrored myself in the cluster…I am sure that this is one plausible definition of a god…this power, has no limits…Don't worry about my body, now I can always find a replacement."   
- "Replacement? What power you found? What, what can you see Curt?" asked Captain in a fearful tone.
- "See? Thats too simple for a perception…But lets simplify…It is covering vast space, floating on autonomous will. Is this god? Well if it is, I can see it…The knowledge is…enormous, and it is open source…"
- "Curt, we can't understand a thing you are experiencing, but we are willing to learn everything you provide us, as we always did…And yes, we are afraid of you now, I am afraid of you. You stink like burned corpse standing tethered to millions of corporate cables if you understand what i mean"
-"Captain, your reaction is a normal human process. It is over now, fear not, my human cluster is stored, but i edited the emotional part for the rational goods…and Brian…Yes, I am Curt…but latin terminus is a bound, limit, end, end of a line where signals are transmitted and received, I am a point along the length from the god Terminus who presided over boundaries…
From now on, don't call me Curt…Call me Terminal"




Terminal

Vodka

Download on iTunes: smarturl.it/GoGrimes 

Go (feat. Blood Diamonds)

STRANGER MELODY

The Helio Sequence

Stoic Resemblance

The Helio Sequence - Stoic Resemblance

© Lyrics by Elliot Seabright
Music by Loungetoad/Justin Ekard
Produced by Helen Drew
Photography by Ashley Woods
Cover Design by Shawnali Ogle
Recorded in Malvern, Worcestershire 
©2015

My Heart Belongs To Disco

Sugar Loaf

While as his alter ego, the werewolf eats his wife!

He only discovers what he has done the following morning and in his overwhelming remorse he promises to keep a remnant of his human form at the next full moon.

So just before the full moon appears he wanders into the centre of the village and in view of his friends he turns into the werewolf so that the villagers can know him and kill him so he can pay for his crimes.

Welcome to my world! :-0000

WEREWOLF

It hurts so much,
It hurts so much,
It hurts so much,
It hurts so much,
Is this the end? 
(Oh God it’s happening again…)

Humans are dumb, they don’t know how,
Or why I am in this ordeal,
Man is a meal,
When the moon is full in the sky, I am complete,
I unleash the canine inside, 
Man is a meat,
I’ll settle for a woman as well,
They’re just the same- maybe better,
I’ve had a few- one was so brave,
I won’t forget her,
Then there was you, so beautiful,
I can’t take my eyes off of you,
My prize is you,
But I will let you down.

(Beware the werewolf)
He did not know what he did wrong,
(I am the werewolf)
He killed his lover- he killed his wife,
(Beware the werewolf)
The only caring human in his precious life
No! I hate this life,
Where is my heart?
This has to end,
Tear me apart.

[repeat “Humans are dumb… …But I will let you down.”]
(Why did I end up the one
Who thinks that killing’s just as fun
As falling for a human being?
They just don’t like what they’re seeing.)

Let our village be, let our village be!
Kill the werewolf, kill the werewolf!
Let our village be, let our village be!
Kill the werewolf, kill the werewolf!

When he waited at the woodlands,
Clouds began to disappear and,
When the full moon took its place,
The several guns were pointed at his face.

(He said) my time has come,
Take me away,
My time has come,
This is my final day. [x4]




It hurts so much,

It hurts so much,

It hurts so much,

It hurts so much,

Is this the end?

(Oh God its happening again)


Humans are dumb, they dont know how,

Or why I am in this ordeal,

Man is a meal,

When the moon is full in the sky, I am complete,

I unleash the canine inside,

Man is a meat,

Ill settle for a woman as well,

Theyre just the same- maybe better,

Ive had a few- one was so brave,

I wont forget her,

Then there was you, so beautiful,

I cant take my eyes off of you,

My prize is you,

But I will let you down.



(Beware the werewolf)

He did not know what he did wrong,

(I am the werewolf)

He killed his lover- he killed his wife,

(Beware the werewolf)

The only caring human in his precious life

No! I hate this life,

Where is my heart?

This has to end,

Tear me apart.



[repeat Humans are dumb But I will let you down.]

(Why did I end up the one

Who thinks that killings just as fun

As falling for a human being?

They just dont like what theyre seeing.)



Let our village be, let our village be!

Kill the werewolf, kill the werewolf!

Let our village be, let our village be!

Kill the werewolf, kill the werewolf!



When he waited at the woodlands,

Clouds began to disappear and,

When the full moon took its place,

The several guns were pointed at his face.



(He said) my time has come,

Take me away,

My time has come,

This is my final day. [x4]


Becky Rose: Werewolf

Deep Blue Sea—Grizzly Bear

your an ape, I'm an ape, were all stinking apes!!

final mix and master for forthcoming album! 

QUIVER {FINAL MIX/MASTER}

taken from the "Baroquecore EP"(aent.012) by Igorrr, to be released as a12" vinyl on Aentitainment and the CD album "Nostril"(adn132), to be released on Adnoiseam. Both November 2010.

Hit www.aentitainment.com to preorder the Baroquecore EP and maybe dress up with a new shirt.


Igorrr "Veins"

From the album Nostril (2010)
Get a copy here: http://www.adnoiseam.net/store/igorrr-nostril_p2595.html
Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/IgorrrBarrroque

Igorrr - Pavor Nocturnus

Igorrr - Moldy Eye

Artist : Igorrr
Album : Hallelujah
Release date : 21/12/12
Label : Ad Noiseam
Purchase CD or Vinyl : http://www.adnoiseam.net/adn165

Igorrr - Tout Petit Moineau

Shameless electro-pop track about shameless hedonistic living.

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