Sunsettling

original tracks - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zncBr0dGv7w&t=0s 
pic by https://twitter.com/DistortBot
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MOSNAR DET - Remixing, Drum Programming
my video https://youtu.be/MeIBH0Bb5Sg

DSB - Jour Knee

[FREE FOR PROFIT] "Old Days" Kendrick Lamar Type Beat
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Md7pJE4qQTk

Lyrics and Vocals by LS the Ken

I Browse

Sauvages

Des Oiseaux

The mercenary's revenge

Guilty II

Best Part Of My Day  -  Conscience of Kings

On a recent trip to Las Vegas, a local busker by the name of @JoshOnBuckets blew my mind with his percussion. We chatted, exchanged info - and I then recorded some of his mastery for this loop-based track.

FOLLOW JOSH HERE: www.instagram.com/joshonbuckets/

Addicts on every level
When they feel good, They never settle
They want more of that feeling
Appeal keeping them reeling 
Deep lines lacking in meaning
-
Exceeding all expectations.
Expanding borders 
on sovereign nations.
Complacency teaming,
In spaces between me n,
All of the forest and all of the trees,
And all of the seas, 
dung beetles and bees,
The babies to be, 
unborn and unseen,
The souls that are lost,
The trades and the costs,
The spoils or the bounties,
The coils in the counties,
The lethal injections,
Unsettling projections,
Protecting the notions,
The Navy, the Oceans,
Promotion. 
Promotional marketing. 
Corporate greed and 
ad-word targeting.
Data sales, data mines.
Data jails for data times.
Dad I’m sorry, I’m not crying.
The world it hurt me, 
but I’m not dying.
The world it threw me, 
but I’m not flying.
Just Trying to stay stable.
Thoroughly bred to 
feed others at the table.
Blinders on to avoid 
others on the cable.
A label? A fable.
Stories, scriptures, lies 
filled with swear words.
Fuck.
Swear now, sworn in, 
square jaw, too thin.
Too raw, too soft, 
knocked out, bashed in.
Ration, nation, tactics, bacon.
War dogs, war pigs, 
warthogs, more kids.
Generation, x, why, boom, bye.
Tombs, cries, boots, flies.
Mud, blood, fear, and bravery.
Keeping us safe from 
living in slavery.
History, cycles, 
news flash, rifles.
Stifling all of us 
calling on idols.
Shit
Idea Eyes
Idealized isolation, consternation, masturbation.
Masses mutilated, 
masses brooding hatred.
Masses casting caskets
Rackets made white wearing leather jackets 
Acting like asshatted … 
-
Ad dicks on every level
When they feel good, They never settle
They want more of that feeling
Appeal keeping them reeling 
Keep. Me. Safe.

ADdick$ (feat. Josh On Buckets)

come find me in a perfect memory
wrong life with only one thing left to be
let’s turn back around and hide 
behind the summers of our youth
untide unlive unwelcome and undo
untide

changes swirl outside
cutting the anchors to our past
the old bakery gone, the old playground too
even our concrete homes collapsed

and what to do when each day speaks in a colder cipher
and the earth spins faster still?
the chips in the china—a sharp reminder
we’re past the date of our fullest fill...

untide
live in the rewind
untide
the more hopeless the more we try

come find me in a perfect memory
wrong life with only one thing left to be
let’s turn back around and hide 
between the summers of our youth
untide unpain unshatter and undo
untide

young wolves snarl outside
bleeding the mammoths of our times
our heroes shed their shiny skins
while theirs flaunt their flawed designs

and what to do when each day brings a harsher sentence
of the world in which you and I danced?
they don’t even unwrap our presents—
it is us they fight against...

untide
live in the rewind
untide
the more hopeless the more we try

come find me in a perfect memory
long slide with only one thing left to be
let those who are fools deny 
that we were wondrous in our youth
untide unlose unwrinkle and undo
untide

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Untide

Musique / Music: Ootol
Paroles et chant / Lyrics and vocal: Lukowig
Jaquette / Artcover: Solenne Efee

Paroles / Lyrics :

Au clair de la lune
qui, dans le ciel, luit
je prends ma plume
et je t'écris...

Je t'écris et t'invite
dans un paysage lunaire.
Instant de rêverie,
folie passagère.

Je te fais prisonnière,
Petite Claire,
de mon univers
imaginaire...

Au clair de la lune
qui, dans le ciel, luit
je dirige ma plume
et je t'écris...

Je t'écris une histoire,
une histoire-passion,
sans idée noire
et sans raison.

Tu es prisonnière,
Petite Claire,
de mon univers
imaginaire...

Au clair de la lune
qui, dans le ciel, luit
je dirige ma plume ;
le conte se poursuit...

Prisonnière de mon univers imaginaire

Prisonnière de mon univers imaginaire [Ootol & Lukowig]

...an international criminal mastermind whose ultimate goal is a world in perfect environmental balance.

The Return of...

If we only could ...
Up to now mankind has not been able to live without war and aggression,
It seems to be our nature
The church organ in the middle is for the funeral of hate, just in case it should ever happen.

Guitar used:  Charvel Jackson Model 4
Bass used: Fender Jazz Bass

Have fun listening

N.O.B.S. II

Bury Your Hate

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Tulipe est le surnom que ma mère m'avait donné quand j'étais enfant.
La musique de Tulipe est très variée, du rock au blues en passant par le  psychédélique et bien plus encore

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