Virtual Architecture

Virtual Architexture- With AnandaTuk

Spotify https://open.spotify.com/album/56YFdlBiGJOCweAYKcxbEU?si=lXy9c_AWTey3dfpEVAXtZg
iTunes / AppleMusic https://music.apple.com/us/album/space-crue-single/1746850068

Aerolite_13 - Space Crue

Something a little different for me. I don't offer many covers.
I used to gig with Martin and Fiona,we had some great times and played well together.
A while back we recorded this Randy Newman song,just because it's a lovely piece. Hope you enjoy.

Feels Like Home

Lyrics
(Verse1)
Smoke A Spliff
None go hard as me, 
spirit lift, share with me
That’s the gift —-and hip-hop’s free
————-Now, level up 
ten degrees—-periscope on target
Light it up, where it grows,
attraction like a magnet
High tide —using Sonar——
——See they know——- we gotta have it
She’s always playing hard to get
Always saying no not yet
Tides have changed ——- 
Sees me as her new outlet
Annihilate the boredom (Echo)
eliminate the threat 
me and Mary, Tight-knit
Hand in glove a perfect fit
She goes hard—-how can I quit
Cures my ill’s when I’m sick
Kings level up, and smoke a spliff
——smoke a spliff
High as the skyline, always been the go-gether
Rhymes flow like fine wine, don’t get no better
Pull the lever, take a shot, let’s see what lines up
A little extra—why not—-cash out with the jackpot
Mind bending—-light it up, don’t forget to pass the pot
music nonstop —you don’t need a sales pitch 
Elevate, life, love, music that’s our gift
celebrate, Kings level up and smoke a spliff
—-smoke a spliff

——————Lou on the beats

(Chorus)
Every verse, set to burst, like we hit the jackpot
Ain't no curse, pass the verse, 
let me know when you’ve had enough
Elevate, celebrate, this life is our gift
Kings level up and smoke a spliff
—————-bringing more heat!🔥🔥🔥
—————
(Verse 2)——
In the studio,—- beats drop, I'm in my element
Echoes through the block, my flow is heaven-sent
Footsteps on the pavement, making moves, no hesitation
Eyes on the prize, grinding like a revelation
Turn the heat up, feel the bass shake the walls
In this jungle, ——-we the lions, standing tall
Paper chase, ——dollar signs- in our vision
No debate,——— we the legends on a mission
We rise, ———-from the streets to the skyscrapers
Late nights, —under neon lights, hustle never ends
Plotting out the blueprint, —-no need for fake friends
Through the sweat and the grind, ——we redefine the norm
Against the odds, ——we align, ——in this perfect storm
Bridge the gaps, —--build a legacy with no doubts
Never fall, ——stand tall in our pursuit of dreams
Turn the volume up, —-hear the crowd's screams

(Verse1)

(Chorus)
Every verse, set to burst, like we hit the jackpot
Ain't no curse, pass the verse, tell me when you’ve had enough

Smoke A Spliff

walls of sound are the only walls we build.

written by naldo, synths & keyboards by guillaume
drums by greek god yannis alfiers & kief moon
guitars by naldo

listen to more of Guillaume's music here:
https://soundcloud.com/guillaumelecompositeur/tracks

Recorded on 1/2" Otari MX5050 at the Laundry Room, Oakland California
mastered by naldo in logic
joss sticks 4.3

Joss Sticks for Yannis

The Thing in my Head Smiled

24 2 22

secret d'Afrique

I pulled the cart out from the stack 
And could tell right away it was hobbled 
I should have just put the cart back 
The front wheel violently wobbled 

But I was, of course, running late 
And I thought, with the cart, I could deal 
And thus, I had sealed my fate 
I chose a cart with a wobbly wheel 

My guests would soon be at my door 
The pressure upon me was mounting 
My boss and his wife and the man HE works for 
And the beautiful girl from accounting 

But my cart wheel’s clickety clacking 
My shopping trip now an ordeal 
It’s too late now, there’s no backtracking 
Wehn you’ve chosen a wobbly wheel.  

Wobbly Wheel 

The wobbly wheel made me tardy 
And my guests went home hungry and tired 
My boss was displeased about the missed dinner party 
And I was shortly thereafter that fired 

I never recovered from losing 
My job, it was less than ideal 
God punished me greatly for choosing 
The cart with the wobbly wheel 

Wobbly Wheel 

I stole the cart off of the stack 
I needed a place for my clothes 
I lived under a bridge near a railroad track 
Since the bank on my house did foreclose 

And now a homeless man wanders the city 
From dumpsters he picks his next meal 
But this man doesn’t warrant your pity 
He chose the cart with the wobbly wheel 

Wobbly Wheel

The Wobbly Wheel

Taken from my latest album release BESIDES - a compilation of demos and unfinished instrumentals: wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com/album/besides

Showdown

Sunny Day

Un immense Merci à DAN-T pour nous avoir proposé cette Merveilleuse composition sur laquelle j'ai pris un grand plaisir à conter le très beau texte de Steph OUNA ; Je vous souhaite une Belle Ballade !!
Musique : DAN-T 
Texte : Steph OUNA https://soundcloud.com/user-70495223
Voix : Lena

Le Manège du Temps - DAN-T & Steph OUNA & LENA

ThrillMonkey’s love of excitement and danger has evolved into a unique blend of musical styles including hip hop, metal, rock, drum & bass, and rap. Their signature sound is instantly recognized by it’s originality and aggressive presentation.