"Blitz" is a collaboration between Neil Cake and Zelestial Phyre. It uses noisy guitars and heavy drums to simulate the experience of a bad mushroom trip and what is known as "ego death".

Blitz (Neil Cake with Zelestial Phyre)

My first DAW song!
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Under Pressure
In this world of expectations where success is a decree
All the pressure from everywhere can easily break you and me
Schooling us with numbers and facts, who care is’s breaking our backs
All the promises I must keep still hunt me in my sleep
In this circle of demands the pressure still expands

Education should be the key, but if the pressure breaks me?
What if I cannot break free?

You think when I smile I’m shinning so bright, but deep within there is a fear I can’t fight
All the pressure closing on me, expectations, how to be free?
How can I handle the wight before it is too late?
The obligations are so strong, where do I belong?

Success is what we strive for, but I wonder if there’s more
Expectations are everywhere,  all the pressure I have to bear

Under Pressure

One more for the shadows  Will & Nikerty

Rerecording of an Instrumental i made a year ago, will be on my upcoming album "Strange Songs for Weary Travellers"

1. Pharaoh's Jam

Original song by Bill Liggett. Produced by Karl Cuttruff/ ruff cutt studio in new jersey. There are many versions of this . It was the opening song to many a late night bar gig. Cheers!

Well I saw that look I can read it like an open book
You think you’ve got my number, you better think it through some more 
At first glance it just might seem that I don’t understand. I’m here to say you couldn’t be more wrong. If you look at me you’ll surely see I’ve been in that very same boat 
And I’ve sailed that sea 

It takes two to tango you know that old cliche. You’ve got a bump on your head just like the one you gave away 
I said you better wake up tomorrow is in your hands, forgive and forget, the past is gone you gotta get back in that groove 

Well I ain’t here to make a name I’m just trying to do my part. Good fortune shines back on the pure of heart. Just do your thing unselfishly cause you’ve been in that very same boat..and you’ve sailed that sea.

SailedThatSea

I wrote this forty years ago as part of the "Scenes of St. Francis" small-town song anthology and thought it might be fun to post as fall is winding down but before the Christmas season gets into full swing.  St. Francis, Kansas is a little prairie town nestled in a shallow river valley and has an abundance of trees, mostly cottonwoods, but a few hardwoods that stand out especially in the fall. And with the trees was an abundance of squirrels always playing chase or hide and seek when they weren't getting into mischief.  They needed a song, and with my daughters being so young, I wanted to make it in the form of a children's song that they could sing along to.  As adult women, they still like to sing along when they hear it which is a good thing since my own singing voice has largely depleted with age.  But it is a nice reminder that once upon a time I could sing:) Rescued and remixed from an old but faithful cassette tape.

Squirrel Song lyrics:
Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
Haven't got a care in the world.
Playing hide and seek 'round an old tree trunk,
I'm talking 'bout my friend the squirrel.

Gathering nuts is a way of life,
But even they know when to play,
And though winter's coming before too long,
They still live life day by day.
Chorus:
Just let their antics entertain you,
From a high-wire act to a tree-top stunt or two,
There's not a dull moment when you see them around,
There's fun wherever they're found.

Instrumental hums then repeat chorus

Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
They have something we need to learn;
That a happy life is made of work and play
When each one gets a turn.

Squirrel Song (from Scenes of St. Francis)

Old axé

Right Now

Instrumental versions open to singers/Versions instrumentales pour collab chant.
Original : https://soundcloud.com/luceole/sunny-day-dreamer

Sunny day dreamer 

I’d like to be the man down the street
dancing music in  his  head, so sweet 
Good beat, a fucking  good beat
He's Dancing on this music so sweet

I’d like to be Sunny day dreamer
dreaming the world   coming better
Like a pure man without secret
with no more pain AND no regret

he's got a time
he’s  knows the way
he ‘s come running on a  sunny day

i' d like to know the meaning of the world.
Understanding people and their words
 Good time, spending a good time
Singing life on day on  night time

I’d like to know why the earth warming
wars and famines still existing
wake up with a smile on your face 
the future does not play dice

I've got a time
I ve   knows the way
I ve come running on a  sunny day


smile on your face
A pretty song to singing 
You are  ready for love
 It's life begin


You got a time
You knows the way
Think to Making  each day sunny day



Sunny Day Dreamer (instrumental version)

My camera was rolling 
Recording the trade 
Of powder for pesos 
The Mexicans made 

It was strapped to my side 
And securely concealed 
From ten sets of eyeballs 
In a cocoa bean field 

See, I suckered them into 
Accepting my front 
As a two bit reporter 
On a fact finding hunt 

When they asked what was strapped to my side, I said “Nada” 
For fear of receiving the whole enchilada 

My hands and my feet 
Had been fastened together 
I was sweating profusely 
Because of the weather 

I got none of the food 
Or the water I needed 
My colon had packed up 
Its shit and retreated 

They were holding me hostage 
Until they were sure 
That my motives for having 
A camera were pure 

Which they weren’t meaning I would be Carne Asada 
I unwittingly purchased the whole enchilada 

He mumbles in Spanish 
He points and he chuckles 
He lunges and contacts 
My face with his knuckles 

And I attempted to bargain 
With a muchacho’s grammar 
“Free me and no one 
Will rot in the slammer” 

But he ignored my proposal 
Like I’d made it in fun 
And he banged my cabeza 
With the butt of his gun 

A Grand Canyon snooze or a sundown sonata 
Yours when you purchase the whole enchilada   

I dreamt I was skiing 
On a blanket of snow 
I was nervous and armed to the teeth 

A dead human being 
Popped up from below 
And said “there’s room for one more underneath”.

The Whole Enchilada

Best Boy Frank 1.

I write story songs.   Many of the stories are true.

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The Whole Enchilada

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