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old faces in a new crowd

H,F & R

Tony Byker & co

The Apostles Of Absurdity

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My Music

Hey ! It's what you wanted , walk away
Everybody knows that you'll run today
Hey! Say, what you're gonna say
How you stay alive is another play
Hey! I got you cornered turn away
Everybody lies that's the game to play
Hey! Take,what you wanna take
How to stay in line with the things you fake
Hey! GMO, go away
Amazed at the ways to infect the race
Hey! Stay cybergain
Fuel injected strife angel face

Foolish hearts and minds
Hypnotized and blind
Psychic visions lie
Is the future bright

Me like la vida loca
Me like la beans on toasta
Me like to swim you watch your island is just one acre
You love the time , watch it just pass the line
I love it right on top love as a paradigm

Me no cause that vida loca 
Feast on that merchandise
I want that whistleblower
Fresh in from Palestine
I got my hero right from the almighty
I love my beans and the chemical reaction

My brain is lit like tantric fire gigantic
Bullets that kill prophets vision of future
I and I obey laws of nature
Screw dem politicians dem banker war monger

We've never been so confused as we are today
We've never been so abused as with these games they play

Hey ! It's what you wanted , walk away
Everybody knows that you'll run today
Hey! Say, what you're gonna say
How you stay alive is another play
Hey! I got you cornered turn away
Everybody lies that's the game to play
Hey! Take,what you wanna take
How to stay in line with the things you fake

Me like la vida loca
Me like la beans on toasta
Me like to swim you watch your island is just one acre
You love the time , watch it just pass the line
I love it right on top love as a paradigm

Me no cause that vida loca 
Feast on that merchandise
I want that whistleblower
Fresh in from Palestine
I get my heros right from the almighty
I love my beans and the cronics are watching

Hey !

I and I am told
Burning up your soul
There's a hole 
Where your money and your ego flow
When your tummy funny 
Don't know how to enjoy
And your head explodes

I and I is sold
This story's getting old
It's a shame
History repeat itself again
When the myths they blossom out
And shout a loud insane and proud

I and I alone
Move your body pick up the phone
I and I alone lose your mind
Hang up the phone
I and I alone
Move your body pick up the phone
I and I alone with you

I and I am told
Burning up your soul
There's a hole 
Where your money and your ego flow
When your tummy funny 
Don't know how to enjoy
And your head explodes

Try and try to hold
Some sanity unfold
It's an old and moldy throne
That the kings in line never let go
Debunk debunking theorists
Not thinking quite the clearest
Let go of what you think you know

I and I alone
Move your body pick up the phone
I and I alone lose your mind
Hang up the phone
I and I alone
Move your body pick up the phone
I and I alone with you

And the tides of time are washing away

I and I alone with you

I And I Alone

Where the sea meets the sky
That's where I want to go
Bring me to the horizon
And let me flow

That's where I reside
That's where we'll shine

Transcend the limits of time
Melting into the ocean
The universe is inside us
Through every soul it glows

In dreams it's easy to find
This love some piece of mind

High voltage star kill the night 
To shine the light on those who 
Hide in their shadows deep

Eternal mission sublime
A love that lights the whole sky
In the gaze of spirits' wings climbing
Perched beyond every throne

I am for the sun
Dance the sky everyone

High voltage star kill the night 
To shine the light on those who 
Hide in their shadows deep

High Voltage Star

Ilements - Skin a Burn-[www_fl

written and produced exclusively by Ras Matthew pailes

GANJA IN MY BRAIN

THE MASQUERADE

Spinning around in a sea of serpents 
Waiting to see
They're almost round our feet
Walking around in a daze of illusion
Fading away
This game of life we play
Mocking the crowd behind veils of delusion
Spread the seed
Of doubt on which to feed
Drowning in shallow and empty intrusions
Sucking the life 
From every mortal being
Spraying the ground with a toxic infusion
Mutating our genes
We're falling apart at the seams
Laughing out loud it's this chemical fusion
Praying for they
Might end this tragic play.
Masquerade , this big charade
This crazy game that we all play 
Hide and seek 
Hey money makers, movers and shakers
Don't show me your cash , show me your trash
Show me the shit you leave behind 
With your drive to dominate the masses
Masquerade , this big charade
This crazy game that we all play 
Hide and seek 
Checking out my emails gathering my females
Checking out face fuck ,networking ,fuck working
What purpose in-bred hierarchical slobs bigots elite 
Let me kiss your feet
I'm raising my glass in a toast 
To our last drink of fossil fuels 
I vow to get off of this sauce 
Give the darkness back its soul

The Masquerade

“This song got hit potential. It’s very catchy. But the question is if enough people will hear this little masterpiece...” “In other words, check this out at once”

Review in Hard Rock Info of single “Weekend”

The Bronco: Weekend - from upcoming album

Flowered Up's infamous Weekender. Enjoy!

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Flowered Up - Weekender

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STAND HIGH PATROL presents : Ruckus 
"A MATTER OF SCALE"
Label : STAND HIGH RECORDS
2LP/CD/MP3/WAV Available on january 19th 2015

Album digital pre-order : http://snip.ftpromo.net/np

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FR :

En 2012 et dix ans après ses débuts, Stand High Patrol sortait son premier album. « Midnight Walkers » présentait un son dub contemporain aux multiples facettes, un son versatile, lourd de basses, baptisé dubadub. Forts du succès de ce premier LP et de celui de plusieurs maxis et singles sortis sur Stand High Records, Pupajim, Rootystep et Mac Gyver reviennent aujourd’hui avec un second album autoproduit, habillé d’une pochette réalisée par Kazy.

Enregistré en home studio entre juin 2013 et juillet 2014 « A matter of scale » fait apparaître de nouvelles influences. Les trois dubadub musketeerz intensifient la rencontre des styles et renforcent les bases de leur démarche créative. Une démarche d’ouverture, libérée des conventions.

Porté par la riche palette de flows exploitée par Pupajim, le son navigue sans cesse entre les époques. L’expérience dubadub prend une autre dimension. Les batteries et les mélodies Jazzy côtoient le reggae digital, les beats Hip-Hop flirtent avec les sonorités bass music et les dubs progressifs.

« A matter of scale » présente la manière de concevoir et de composer la musique propre à Stand High Patrol. L’album témoigne du penchant indéniable du crew pour l’expérimentation, et de sa volonté manifeste de faire voler les barrières en éclats !

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UK :

n 2012, ten years after its inception, Stand High Patrol released their first album: Midnight Walkers, which featured a multifaceted take on contemporary dub – a versatile sound with heavy bass, named dubadub. Following the success of their first LP, plus several EPs and singles released on Stand High Records, Pupajim, Rootystep and Mac Gyver now return with their second self-produced album, with sleeve art by Kazy.

Recorded in a home studio between June 2013 and July 2014, A matter of scale has brought the emergence of new influences. The three dubadub musketeerz intensify the genre crossovers and strengthen the foundations of their creative process. Theirs is an open approach, free from conventions.

Supported by the rich range of Pupajim’s vocals, the sounds travel incessantly between eras. The dubadub experience takes on new dimensions; jazzy rhythms and melodies stand alongside digital reggae, hip-hop beats, bass music and progressive dubs.

A matter of scale shows how Stand High Patrol design and compose their own music. The album reflects the undeniable penchant of the crew for experimentation and their obvious desire to break down barriers.

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STAND HIGH PATROL - "Ruckus" = "A Matter Of Scale" 2LP

Lyricson - 08 - Night And Day

I'll take what I can get
I'll take whatever life throws my way
Destiny always finds a way
I won't waste another day

Surprise
It's such a waste  
Yet it's hard to lie
And hard to face
'Reality's nowt but a thin skim of ice
Upon a deep dark lake of infinite strife
'Cos we're living in a dream that's out of sight
And life adds up to nothing

The veil of secrecy
Can't really fool me
This presence of mind
A true destiny
The veil of secrecy
Can't really fool me
This presence of mind
A true destiny

The power of the possible weakens the walls
Of the forces of negatives squeezing our balls
Society's fabric an intricate tapestry
Obliging such fragile and rotting deep therapy
Destiny always finds a way
I won't waste another day

Surprise
It's such a waste
The sin of pride
It's hard to hide
Nothing is for free

Never look back and you never think twice
Though you're trapped in thoughts like your head's in a vice
In the lattice of time worn out and bare
Seek refuge in re-cycled memories there

The veil of secrecy
Can't really fool me
This presence of mind
A true destiny
The veil of secrecy
Can't really fool me
This presence of mind
A true destiny


Destiny

Rancid - Up To No Good

Hello!

This is my rework of Children of the Sun by Hawkwind.
I hope you like it.
Please let me know what you think!

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Please! If you play this at a club, party, beach or whatever, please email me a picture or just let me know if people liked it.
      
      ...oh, and if you're an idiot, please don't comment.

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Btw, I think I'm taking requests, suggestions for my next remix. Comment or message me!

MAU vs Hawkwind - Children of the Sun (All Hippies Must Die Version 1)

Fatty acid funky surely 
I can make your momma jump
I can make your momma pump
Make her do the funk
I don't get funky baby
Unless I feel the junk
Fatty acid funky surely
Oshiri Furi Furi

Fatty Acid

From Daze of the Underground <Hawkwind Tribute> (Godreah Records 2003)

Overmars - "Magnu" (Hawkwind cover)

Tony Byker - Obey Always Obey

In this messed up life
Blasphemous rantings
Are all I have
To get me through it
If they'd look inside
They might find 
New thoughts and pleasures

Who has the will to change
Philosophies and cliches
Busy making carbon copies
And selling junk to monkeys

Obey Always Obey

Caught in a dogma
Of endless maybes 

Spiraling down the worm hole
Grey wolves and zionist threats
Are gnawing at our flesh
Even confusing all the best

Obey Always Obey

Moral philosophies and cliches
Institutional hypnosis
Social unrest

Obey Always Obey

I was worried that no one could actually understand the lyrics so I transcribed it for you!!

As Wicked by Rancid

The last album released by GBOA in 1990

We're lost in music no turning back
Caught in a trap we're lost in music
Wisdom brings humility in this tortured 20th century
Which began as a golden age but now stumbles to suicide
As men see no purpose in their lives
They eat they drink they make merry
For tomorrow they will die and now know why
Can you see the purpose
As we go into terminal overload my head explodes
Disinformation rise and shine
Swallowed by the misery extinguishing the vitriol
Have you got the time
Another crack in a pulpit sings about the mad rush to mass destruction
That's inherent the errant ways of man
The material fuels the infernal consumer boom the bolshy shoom
Can you see the purpose rise and shine
As we go into terminal overload my head explodes
Disinformation rise and shine
Swallowed by the misery extinguishing the vitriol
Making up for lost time
Like a landscape gardener creates new boundaries
We've ran the race we're lost in space
Suspended in this galaxy
Can you see the purpose rise and shine
Sow the seed you gotta dig deep 
Sow the seed you gotta reap
As we go into terminal overload my head explodes
Disinformation rise and shine
Swallowed by the misery extinguishing the vitriol
You gotta take the time
You gotta be more positive 
Use your intellect


Disinformation Rise And Shine

The last album released by GBOA in 1990

Leaders of the world today
Don't let the people have their say
The folly when your dreams suppressed
Kick out the jams no better than this
The things they do  the things that they say
Don't let them walk over you that way
When violence rears it's ugly head
Bang bang bang another leader's dead
You're saving up to save yourself
Don't really care about none else
Children in this careless state
Don't be blinded by the hate
That leads the foolish man to war
Don't be blinded
The things you do the things that they say
Don't let them trip you up that way
Bang bang are we so easily led
Like a messenger of the perfect day
Sons and daughters of the earth divide
Hide and seek and find the devil's speak
You know that energy shall shine
Scumbags of the world unite
Redeem yourselves and shine the light
Roll out the carpet smell the rose
Life's no fun when your mind is closed
Another's pride another's shame
Another's loss is another's gain
Bang bang bang am I out of my head
We're saving up to save ourself
Don't really care about none else
Someone's got to save us
Save us from ourselves
Save us from our sins
Can't blame none else

S.O.S

This Connection Is Tearing Me Apart (FluidXHardRemix)

From their Antipodal Points on the globe, Japan and Brazil, comes a new collaboration of former Gaye Bykers On Acid, Tony Byker and Mary Byker. 
Written & Produced by Tony Byker
Additional Lyrics & Vocals by Mary Byker

Dem king they rule yah
Dem church they fool yah
Dem army and police they shoot yah
But it we on the bottom that'll feed yah

Ain't nothin' but the truth

Everybody know their place
Time to turn around and face 
The enemy
Me me me me

Corporation termite
They must consume everything in sight
Morning noon and night
What are they like ?

I see no end in sight

My best friend came back again
He was fighting
Doesn't know what for
Stock exchange went down again
Oh it's frightening
Better start a war
Gives me a hard on

They rule yah
They fool yah

Dem King (Feat.Mary Byker)

Worshipped like half living gods in the media circus
No longer a factor in the human race
Why? 
Hot Item front runner
Spending most nights raving and a plotting into
Phalanx of microphones ,
Connected to the international cable network
Mind terrorism a chaotic legacy
Zombie Masters

Pan Am deep into free basing brain damage magnitude
Circumstantial nest of gibberish
Perverse humor suburban TV  
Genuinely
May the meat sickness strike everywhere
Pig's cunt in a bun
Low life shrink diamond vision countdown
To the Zombie Masters
Cleansing our blood of the media circus

And you're wondering why
When you're caught in the lie
You just gotta try escape the 
Zombies

Worshipped like half living gods
Zombie
  
Impunity genuine parrot hard core yuppie
Constituent gambling instinct 
Pressed on like a lemming through unholy nightmare 
Freeze out cremation 
Of the penthouse mascots injured and materialized
Zombie Masters
Cleansing our blood of the media circus

And you're wondering why
When you're caught in the lie
You just gotta try escape the 
Zombies

Worshipped like half living gods
Zombie
I like to spend my time reading in-between the lines
Zombie

Zombie Masters

Tony Byker - Baby Spiders

If only I'd walked away 

I can't feel you 
I can't see you 
I'm just trapped inside this game 
No tomorrows, let the whole world 
No turning back now fade away 

If only I'd walked away 

The idea born in someones mind 
Is nurtured by a thousand blind 
Another's code, anothers brain 
So caught up in the identity game 
Books are sold and the quotes are bought 
You learn them well and then you're caught 
The stage was set the costumes worn 
Another empire of destruction born

Baby Spiders

We're living for today
No looking back
If this was video
We could forward all the crap
You've lost all self control
Grumble number one
The sun'll cleanse your soul
Let it crawl back to sublime
Avarice and greed
Nostalgia through your veins
It ain't crack that I need
To make things feel the same
Races In the tube it's a blast from the past
Today ain't yesterday and you're growing up fast
Virus ridden land 
Who's calling who
Things are out of hand
Or is it just a touch of flu ?
Wisdom in a box
In the age of chance
A living paradox
So much for teenage angst

Nosedive Karma

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Apocoloptimystical. 

Sending out new contradictions and collecting the old.

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