Symmetry

Take It

Started with and based on https://soundcloud.com/indiiwildmoon/no-one-is-listening-ambient-version
Also weaved into https://soundcloud.com/zuunzug/dok-zagreb-spava
Thank you Friends for making your tracks open for DL and Collabs. 
used without permission and further collaborations welcome 05152025

Fortress (No One Is Listening) Wildsilences

JuiSawi

Un funk mécanique

Ekasha Gada is the mace wielded by Lord Shiva, one of the three primary deities in Hinduism. According to mythological accounts, a single blow from the Ekasha Gada is said to be as powerful as being struck by a million elephants, emphasizing its immense force and destructive capabilities.

Guitars, Bass, Mandolin, Vocals: PS Perkins
Drums, Percussion, Backup Vocals: R Thomas

LYRICS:
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God Killer
World Eater
Thunder Breaker
Widower Maker
Ekasha Gada!

Storm Rider
Soul Slayer
Time Twister
Holy Diver
Ekasha Gada!
 
Space Bender
Life Ender
Eye Melter
Death Bringer
Ekasha Gada!

Moon Razer
Cloth Cutter
Dragon Brother
Chaos Mother
Ekasha Gada!

Horn Blower
Smoke Maker
Night Chaser
Day Tripper
Ekasha Gada!

Head Chopper
Code Cracker
Bone Chewer
Sonic Reducer
Ekasha Gada!

Fire Breather
Lava Seeper
Spirit Seeker
Energy Reaper
Ekasha Gada!

Earth Shaker
Sea Splitter
Galaxy Smasher
Planet Basher
Ekasha Gada!

Boulder Buster
Ship Sinker
Steel Bender
Mountain Wrecker
Ekasha Gada!

The Ekasha Gada

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRUCE LEE – NOVEMBER 27, 1940
A small tribute song from The Empire, dedicated to
the creator of JEET KUNE DO, the legendary martial artist,
the ONE and ONLY, 'BRUCE LEE.'
Rest in peace, Bruce Lee (1940-1973)."

Grave Digger

Grave Digger (TEOTFM Tribute to BRUCE LEE – Happy Birthday) REMIX #6

I’m not the kind of guy who wants to settle down.
I’m not the kind of guy who wants to stick around.
But when you call my name asking me to come
I run and I run and I run straight back to you. I run and I run and I run.
I’m trying not to let you carry out your plan.
To turn me into a domesticated man
But when you call my name asking me to come
I run and I run and I run straight back to you. I run and I run and I run.
I was just another fish swimming in the sea.
The you reeled me in an made a meal of me.
I was a like dog with no home who was running wild all alone
I was living my life wild and free and like animal control you came and captured me.
Now you’ve got you in your shelter and you’re taking good care of me. 
Your passion makes me swelter but sometimes I wanna be free.
I’ll be your private Casanova tonight.
I’ll say all the things that will make you feel alright.
But when you call my name asking me to come
I’ll run and I’ll run, and I’ll run straight back to you. I’ll run and I’ll run and I’ll run.

Run 2025 Version

I haven't uploaded in a while, so I figured I'd post some random shit.  I can attest this is what Jazz would sound like to a Pop-punk fan, as I used to be a Pop-punk fan who didn't understand jazz.  Now that I've ruined my brain with over use of marijuana and psychedelics, jazz makes perfect sense to me, but at one point, it sounded just like this.  This track was recorded and mixed on analogue equipment, which automatically makes it superior to digital peasant music.

This Is What I Imagine Jazz Sounds Like To A Pop Punk Fan

Punching Bag (G. Di Nunno)

I looked inside my heart, found it wasn't cold
My head feels quite heavy from bullshit I've been sold
The longer that I gaze, listen to advice
All well-meant with feeling while trying to be nice.

I'm holding all the keys, money down the sink
A beat-down and losing before I even blink
Be positive and smile--Oh, for goodness sake!
I'll stay put and wallow; that's one thing they won't take!

Understand I have to vent
Nothing more than let it out
Sailing smooth a boat comes first
Mine has holes and nothing worse
Than feeling like a punching bag!

Learn to duck
A step a move
Take a punch
Counter strike!
Get knocked down
Get back up
Feel the rage
Knockout blow!
Start the count
Raise my arm
Victory!

In every life you'll wear the dirt
Bear the scratches and the scars
Favored odds with dramatic tales
Doused the flames beneath the stars.

Battered about by endless storms
Credit earned--the grounds soon dry
Yes it's true that it all works out
Look back just to wave good-bye!

All lyrics and music composed and performed by Gino Di Nunno
Any mistakes discovered were left in on purpose.
Copyright 2025.

#1. Punching Bag

method: after creating another digital punchcard and some listening to singing bowls (see video here: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DIpWlMmt9M6/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==), I took my melodica out to a nice spot in the forest, later going through samplitude (daw) paces
narration: I imagine some human ancestor sitting in the mouth of the cave, still awed by printing his ochre hand on the cave wall - she or he or they .....such a puzzeling, bewildering act:  the creation of identity and the affirmation of connection simultaneously .... Identification, after all, is a younger sibling to alienation ;-)
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

his astonishment
when he saw
his own hand
on the cave wall

imprint

Is that you John Wayne?  Is this me?


Members:

Gremescer Fuckburger: Vocals, lyrics, guitar, bass, sitar, synths, keyboards, Saxophone, Drums, Didgeridoo

Mick Mack: Drums, vocals

This Is What I Imagine Jazz Sounds Like To A Pop Punk Fan

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