WOW!!! This is also really good!!!! Keep up the good work yeaaaaah. Kiss from a new fan ;)

Had the itch to do another cover... Another Gary Numan cover :)
Both Manek & I were very humbled by everyones reaction to 
We have a technical, so I thought I would do another Numan song... you couldn't just cover Cars, or AFE or Down in the Park - 
I decided on I dream of Wires... Not really an easy track - a bit challenging actually, and as per usual Manek was up for the challenge, and here we are. As usual, all programming by myself, and the amazing vocal by Mr. Manek Deboto...
Enjoy fellow Numan fans :)

I Dream Of Wires ( Gary Numan cover)

"Demon Lover"

Now listen to me because
I won't waste another breath on this,
I've been waking up in strange places
With no memories in my head

She claimed she is an abductee
he told her she's delusional,
Just a rebel, not revoltionary
Too hip for close encounters

You say this is war
This Love ain't no more
You set off a bomb
Where do you think you're going
A step behind I'm following
I know what you're gonna do

No human pilot walks away
from the wreckage you have caused,
scar tissue on my heart
flash traffic in my head

Molecule by molecule
I am capturing your image
In a voluptuous hologram
Of perilous wisdom

The evidence of things unknown
Like arrested souls
Orbiting over fields of mauve
And violent fates in a sewer of wanting

Trouble in the world
The odours, the sexual ecstasy
The bullets tearing though my heart
Newsworthy, interesting, exciting, arresting

Sex and death 
Violent traces of the hidden agenda
An impossilbe experience?

No!

We are all capable of evil
Some of us are proud of it
Our nightmares are gorgeous 
And closer to the bone
Closer to the bone

Oh yeah,
Demon Lover, Milk of Paradise
Red as blood, sweeter than life
Red as blood, sweeter than life

Stranger Stranger
Demon Lover
Rage inside my Paradise
Darkness draws me closer
Deep inside your wishing well,

Draw me closer, pull me higher
Ashes and sparks, exiled from the city
Fugitives a step behind
I know what you're gonna do

You say this is war
This Love ain't no more
You set off a bomb
Where do you think you're going
A step behind I'm following
I know what you're gonna do

Demon Lover

A song done with an old friend... many years ago (Circa 94?)with limited Recording equipment...So theres of course production things I wish I could fix... But hey.. 
And his voice , Unique in so many ways...

"Captured Mine"
Hey Helen, Do I stand in line ?
Hey Helen, Should I remain ?
If I did send a thousand ships, 
red sails ablaze would you come to me?

Your Beauty Shines
Those haunting eyes , you burn my soul

Break  a lot of Hearts
Take a lot of hearts , Break  a lot of Hearts
You've captured mine…. Mine

If i did send a wooden heart,
To tear down your barricades, would you give yourself to me?

Take a lot of hearts , Break  a lot of Hearts
You've captured mine….
Take a lot of hearts , Break  a lot of Hearts
You've captured mine…. Mine

She wears a three pronged crown 
A three dimensional seal on her beauty 
Gifts of three seperate graces.. 
Skin charged all over with desire
Form shot through with longing for love
Now falling utterly to tenderness

From the Vault: Captured Mine (Featuring In Go...) Circa 94'

Both sides can be crazy.
"Crazy People?"
Imagine no more birds
Imagine  no more bees
No Stork flew by
but you have a family

Then they took your rights 
And faked your ancestry 
Make you work all day
Laws chose your destiny

Crazy people all round me
looking for dreams they cannot see
Theres a war going on, so hold on……
Crazy People Just like Me
Im Living my dreams my  reality
Hold my hand   together we can make a stand

And you know that it seems
All the pollies and their schemes 
Steal your future away
They profit from you , every day
And the point , no doubt, that should be 
You’ve got to Let them know you see
Their  morales and  tempestuous lies
Light em' up, and throw them in the fire

Crazy people all round me
looking for things that cannot be
our Rights are gone, you know were being conned……
Crazy People Just like Me
I want to believe in humanity
So Hold my hand and together we can make a stand

Lazy people all round me
Entitled in thoughts  wanting things for free
Can turn to regrets , and a personal  respect ……
But Crazy People Just like Me 
Crazy enough to breakout and be free
Can hold my hand and together we can make that stand

Crazy people all round me
looking for dreams they cannot see
Theres a war going on, so hold on……
Crazy People Just like Me
Im Living my dreams my  reality
Hold my hand and together we can make a stand

 (Its about what sometimes they want you to believe.. Ying/Yang..)

The Mattalogue

Crazy People !

Crazy People ?

What else you got..
In the end, its just a deep dive.

See You Movin'

An alchemy of Cues for a film score i did , re-arranged and re-written into its own sonic signature...
Where old meets new......A rebirth in some way.
(Bro Hugs to King Willy.. Not often you get a grammy award winning mastering engineer want to do your track!)

Middle Of The Centre Thats East

It may seem dark, or melancholy , but the message is about hope, and what by being true to yourself , those around you will be true..... Too.
Its about taking responsibility within oneself... Not using excuses beyond reasoning to make the lies acceptable.

"The Moving Mirror"
I love the sun rays striking me warm
when its cold outside, like a winters dawn
So pure that it is  , it brings me to this
In the puddle, an illusion, 
is a faint reflection
when no light reflects    
so what should you expect

Your minds on loop , like a hoola hoop
its discarded, but be fun again

And step by step , we find our stride 
but looking in, you cannot hide
here or then, up or down, be free or bound
the mirrors form , its lifes rainstorm, the puddles at dawn 

and the shackles you might not see
in the moving mirror , always at your feet 

Your minds on loop , like a hoola hoop
its discarded, but be fun again
and the shackles you might not see
in the moving mirror , always at your feet


-Go on, Share.
Its about it all.
We all live it.
Feel the Feel.

The Moving Mirror

Circa 94' 
Before Big Fnking drums, there was BIG FKING GUNS (and actually before that, NOISE)
Saved from a SVHS tape.....With a bit of work of course.......

BIG Fkin Guns

From the Vault: BIG Fkin Guns (DNA of Big Fnking Drums)Cicra 94'

You'll meet it.

There was a Time that we all remember 
and my story is about a little letter
With no name or return address , who could it be?
It said come have some fun just you and me
And the Date and time was Circled to make it clear
And Below in bold a place where its funk you hear👂🏻

So on that night, I went along to see  👀
I was casing the joint to see who it could be  
But the moment the band started it was so clear
It was the funk no doubt , that brought me here


So bring the funk 
not straight beat junk   
Its more a feel, 
which can be  surreal
Dont stand inline , open your mind 
Its in the groove, the groove, that can define.

MeAT the Funk

MeAt the Funk

(Not Mastered By Dolby.. It Sucked, So re-uploaded my version.. Keeps the "mastered" Tag though ...errghh)

Lyrics:- "Mister Clean"
I may be crazy, to you it seems
Nothing wrong, Being Mr Clean
but when spotted , in the night
Its my calling ,Ah,  to see you cry
Ah, to see you Cry………

And when your marked, A shadow due
ah, is it me, or is it you
The silhouette , and the end is Nigh
and in the darkness, yours in mine

From a pocket , I bring my right
its glistening , In moonlight
Then I slowly, catch up to you
And your thinking, What should you do

then the moment, you see my face
Yeh, im the guy at the bar, now on the chase
Fumbling through your pockets fast
for your cell phone, this call is your last

but my right , is to oblige 
All those people , youve exiled
As a banker and never concerned 
of all the things, and all the people youve burned

I may be crazy , Nothing wrong
But we've started, Its a calling 
So with this steel, Cold and so sharp
Im sending you to a place you *CANT! 

(Portrait: Diana Robertson)

Mister Clean

"Mister Clean" - Removing The Filth

Surprise Uppercut

Early 90's , Matt and Peter were drawn together with the inevitability of a binary star system settling into orbit around each other in the final years of the 20th Century. Their music and songwriting partnership was the product of time spent composing music, writing lyrics, performing and mining the rich seam of popular music, from punk and dance to love ballads and hard rock that have shaped the musical mindscape in recent years. From the loud and the slow, to the underground and the pop, they were ready to bond words to music, tune to lyric, to create songs that had their own distinctive style – Thunk and Disorderly. Ripping musical conventions apart, they melded tunes and words into songs that stripped human experience to its bare essential and laid the roots of happiness and pain plain for all to see. This wasn’t a heroic project; it was a labour of love, of form, of rhythm and rhyme, stipped naked of pretence, open to all with ears to hear and eyes to see. Music, friendship, kinship of spirit, personalities that meshed and clashed and rejoined in a new pattern, these two guys twisted the notes, wrung the words, warped the conventions and found themselves the parents of a squalling child called Thunk and Disorderly. Join them on a trip down the lane of your experiences with the soundtrack of their work walking alongside you.

Demon Lover

Thunk

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