sick words, truth, the pen is mightier than the sword

So, so good. Cutting truth. Came back to these last two tunes many times. You echo my sentiments exactly.

Alwayz droppin’ da best tunes🔥🎶🥷🏻🤘🏻

Interesting mix of genres with a hip hop rap but almost like 80s synths in there and a grand chorus

It does!! Coolest alternative metal rap prod!

Dans une atmosphère éthérée au bord du Lac, le chant murmuré s'estompe peu à peu, pour laisser place aux guitares rugissantes.

In an ethereal atmosphere on the shores of the lake, the whispered vocals fade little by little, giving way to the roaring guitars.

MURMURES SUR LE LAC     Patrick Picault

Created and performed by me & bitzone
I (voice, guitar, software synths, VST instruments, original Ableton composition)
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone (samples, percussion, additional synths, final arrangement, production)
124 BPM/C# minor

30 Years Ago

Today I am as lost as 30 years ago          
Arriving for the first time in New York     
                  
And driving through the dark                
The dark and dusty city                     

Driving through the dark                    
Driving through the dark                   


What I remember most?
The dirt and Brooklyn Bridge

The woman scream
That seemed to last forever

Right on a corner of the street
Right on a corner of the street

Against all chances
Against the world
I will take you there
Where love is born

Where love is born
Where love is born
Where love is born
Where love is born

I am lost as 30 years ago
30 years ago...

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30 Years Ago

Composed & Produced by: Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions ©2023
Photography by Álvaro Arano

Title inspired from the wonderful poem "Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche"  by the great Chilean poet Pablo Neruda.
https://algundiaenalgunaparte.com/2016/02/26/poema-xx-puedo-escribir-los-versos-mas-tristes-esta-noche-de-pablo-neruda/

Sometimes she loved me too

Sometimes She Loved Me Too

The ancient metropolis of Istanbul probably derives its name from the Greek 'Stin Polis' ('in the city')(according to Sean Lusk's excellent book 'The Second Sight of Zachary Cloudesly)having previously been Constantinople the capital of the Byzantine Empire.
This incredible city spans the continents of Europe and Asia and reflects aspects of both in its culture and people. 
(Photo taken from a trip on The Bosphorus...the waterway dividing the city's continents.)

Istanbul

Back in the day they touted fuck the police
But now we need them right beside us shouting fuck the elites
It's raining red pills out here on these streets
So as you learn these vital messages, sit tight in ya seats
So many lies so many dark fuelled trends
To keep the blind eyes smiling back at the lens
keep the truth bombs bouncing of your defence
Coz you're to fucking stupid to see common sense

They don't want us seeing behind the curtain
So what better distraction than to keep us all hurting
Look around you'll see the sheep dog circling ya
Keeping ya nervous, on edge and uncertain
When in ya life did you see so much fear speed through the
Media than you've seen this last couple of years
Everything is a crisis, everything's getting worse
Every penny is evaporating out of your purse
Every shoulder is looked over every waking minute
Coz you can't trust anybody everyone's full of shit
I Don't even know if all of my friends still exist
Coz I ain't heard nothing from them since the start of all this

(It's fucked up)

I know it's cosy and warm in that fleece
And once you wake up there'll be no more sleeping
So I can't blame ya for not listening to me
It's just my last ditch attempt to help the blind to see that


Unity matters
All creed all colours
We're all sisters and brothers
Played against each other

(Wake the fuck up)

Unity matters
Pull ya head from the covers
We're all sisters and brothers
Conditioned to hate each other

(Wake the fuck up)


You think your free but you're a slave to the system
Ever since you been born you've been whipped and down beaten
Rules and regulations to stop ya free thinking
Pretty colours on your screen keep ya chewing and blinking
Your as free they designed you to be
Ya see the visions they allow you to see
But if you love your strings the puppet is free
That's from a quote look it up, don't credit me

I know it's cosy and warm in that fleece
And once you wake up there'll be no more sleeping
So I can't blame ya for not listening to me
It's just my last ditch attempt to help the blind to see that

Unity matters
All creed all colours
We're all sisters and brothers
Played against each other

(Wake the fuck up)
Unity matters
Pull ya head from the covers
We're all sisters and brothers
Conditioned to hate each other

(Wake the fuck up)


Together we are strong
And this is what they fear
They've divided all along
Look back through the years
Together we are one
Peace will find us here
Where no one is alone
No one lives in fear

(Wake the fuck up)

Unity matters
All creed all colours
We're all sisters and brothers
Played against each other

(Wake the fuck up)

Your voices matter
Pull ya head from the covers
We're all sisters and brothers
Instead of hating each other

(Wake the fuck up)

Unity Matters (WTFU)

Here's the first Anomon & Elliot recording in a New Series of musical conversations in 'The Livingroom', in February 2023. And today (Feb. 21st it's #2 on the SC New & Hot Ambient Chart in North America. 

The tones and textures Tim created on his guitar as we began improvising reminded me of the Erhu.. the two stringed Chinese instrument played with a bow. It felt like we were actually looking out over the amazing horizon in the photo above, filled with wonder. Shortly after, we found our way into the musical equivalent of Para-Gliding over the clouds in very cool n joyous groove that continues to pulse through until the finish.

We hope you'll enJOY, too. 😊

© Gary Courtland-Miles & Tim Elliot 2023
℗ Gary Courtland-Miles 2023 & Tim Elliot 2023
 
Tim Elliot on Telecaster 
Gary Courtland-Miles on Heinztman piano.

The Photo is from the Annual World Garden Photography Contest
© Tony North, who won First place for it.
Titled: Breathing Spaces Blue Tajinaste,
it taken high in La Palma, Canary Islands, Spain.

Tonal Pulse *

up and down.. emotions come and go.. but each one is powerful..

Lights Out

A song for a very special person...this one knows about it.

Happy birthday 🌹😍❤️

https://youtu.be/sxa45U2Bzt4 LISTEN to the Video 😁

🎞️ Video

Silver Pearl

Words and Composition by Sean Drysdale

Sean Drysdale: Guitar, Bass, Vox 
A. Reed: Programming, Keyboard

Freeway

THE BOY - a poem (DEMO)

Everything by THE BOY

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I hope you enjoy & spread the word!

a poem

A return to the sound of my 2020 album "Them Hybrid Folk"
https://moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/album/them-hybrid-folk

Mood Exhibit - New Hybrid Folk

"The Turtle Project" started out as exactly that, a project, a songwriting project that was born from years of being a musician in many bands, doing countless gigs, naturally gathering experience and inspiration until, one day, I stumbled upon the fact that I could actually put those experiences and many others into words. The composing aspect grew from that into what it is today ...
My way of life .

Unity Matters (WTFU)

the turtle project

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