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..FABULA: doublesided | darkbleed..
50:17,12.06.22,Electronic
tracklist:
1. песнь первая ; истинная история - свет
2. kusabimaru					
3. ai-tsuki
4. laptopstorytell
5. bbllaadde
6. non-organic oile
7. falling tear reflecting as a mirror
8. seaside5ix
9. lost toy
10. волк воющий на солнце	
11. u; can[ not ]
12. urheart ain't
13. rise to fall n rise again
14. segment'[_]zen
15. песнь вторая ; истинная история - тьма
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[ что я хотел бы сказать себе тогда ]
Чувствуя глубину мириад планет фибрами,сам себя ограничил и опустошил. То наполнялось,что в конце оставила кратер на своем,некогда,теплом месте.
Все более погружаясь в эскапизм,отсекая мир реальный,отторгал все то,что будет ценно после. Слепо чувствуя истинное и искреннее в том, что подобным поделиться не могло.
Присущее  свойство оказалось радикальным присвоением,что было высечено путем самообмана и нелепого оправдания.
БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,БЕГИ,но не убегай; 
Говори то,что хочешь сказать,то,что искренне желаешь;
Бойся отсутствия возможности,не результата;
Чувствуй,что чувствуешь,это нормально; 
Помни о целостности, о крови и ответственности;
Не усложняй и не отдаляйся, не сублимируй и не  забывайся.
Проснись.
Забирай свое и что принадлежит тебе, не бойся принять правду к себе и своему,ты таков,каким являешься.
Обрастай связями и доверием,формируй путь и освещение. Цени друзей и не позволь угаснуть любви к [...]. Старайся и не падай ниц пред крайностью и неудачей.
Прими боль,выжги.
Ты виноват в своей опустошенности сам.
Старайся не терять себя и свое,помни дорогу домой.
Обретай силу и спокойствие.
Формируй историю сам,пока это возможность у тебя не отобрали
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[ what i wanted to say then ]
Feeling depth of myriad planets by fibers, me restricted myself and devastated. filling up, what left behind a crater in ,once, warm place.
More and more diving in escapism, cutting off real life, rejected all that, what will be valuable after . Blindly feeling true and sincere in that, what couldn't share the same.
Inherent feature turned out radical appropriation, what was carved by self-deception and ridiculous excuse way.
RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, but don't run away;
Say what you want to say, that, what you sincerely wish;
Fear the lack of opportunities, not result;
Feel what you feel, its normal;
Remember about integrality, about blood and responsibility;
Dont complicate and dont move away, dont sublimate and dont forget oneself.
Wake up.
Take what's yours and what belongs to you, dont fear to accept truth to yourself and yours, your are  what you are.
Overgrow with ties and confidence, form a way and  illumination. Appreciate friends and dont let the love to [...] fade away. Try and dont kneel if front of  extremity and failure.
Take the pain, ignite it.
You are to blame for your emptiness yourself.
Try to not lose yourself and yours, remember a way to home.
Form history yourself, before this opportunity took away.

FABULA: doublesided|darkbleed

bbllaadde

Original Music By :
https://soundcloud.com/loufaitduson/sanatorium

Axel Kolb - Sanatorium (Senglar Version)

And when the light peeks in I'll find a certain hue / colors fall into my still life in the key of orange and blue / when I get to Amsterdam I'll paint a song or two / When I get to Amsterdam I'll paint my point of view

When I get to Amsterdam

a track by Marco Lucchi reworked by Walter Fini

ottobre 2022

Walter Fini & Marco Lucchi - Regenbogenekstase (Teil 2)

A quick one for a Sunday morning, still getting to grips with my new synth...

Compost

Bob's Trance Rock

a re-release from our debut now that we FINALLY have premium :'D
"blooming" is a collection of ethereal, dream-like ambient pieces recorded between 2018 and 2020.

originally released in 2020
remastered Jan 2021

written, arranged, recorded, mixed, and mastered by uncle joe
special thanks to:
cogito for his contributions to windows
frost for her contributions to hospice
kiara for the lovely album artwork

blooming

broken record

Composed By: The Junez
Lyrics By : The Junez
Mixed & Mastered By: The Junez @ Studio B

uNsAnE

Pointing Fingerz

YouTube has pictures from the farm days: youtu.be/2LV-Y6N6LLs
In the 1980's I made a radical change to my life by purchasing registered Holstein dairy cows and renting a farm. It was a hard way to make a living, but I was passionate. Paths eventually led to computers, but I still think about those days.
The song was purposely simple and written as an acoustic guitar ballad with some organ solo at the bridge.
VERSE1
In the quiet of the misty morning,
All is still as the new day is forming.
There’s dew on the grass as the sun starts glowing.
I look ‘cross the hills and I am smiling.
CHORUS
A way of life on the farm.
There were hardships, but there was charm.
Despite the work, it’s where I belong.
Memories come back as I sing this song
VERSE2
The land was poor and the nutrients gone.
Endless chores that were never done.
Dairy cows, chickens, cats, and a dog.
Lives to care for, and lots of love.
VERSE3
A dream and a passion for many years,
Plenty of happiness and plenty of tears.
We got strength from each other, to face all our fears,
But the farm was a struggle and forced new careers.

DAVEHEFFNER.COM

On The Farm (ft. Dave Heffner - vocals)

What Was Said

Nouvelle version d'un titre de 2015.

The Dogs of Death

When the Dogs of Death,
Hungry and feverish,
Pass through the walls of my room to devour my soul.
My soul still warm to have so hated the fetters from my past
I want these Dogs to sink their sharp and raging fangs
Into my too white calcified flesh
And eat away this stone turned soft by the cold acidity of my last thoughts
And when my vital fluids turn to tar sinking beneath my weary bed
I pray these great hounds with their empty, cruel eyes to devour this vile bitumen
That has fired my deepest regrets for being human,
Sensitive and suffering
From others and from myself.
And then, with the last bite I will remember that always
I would prefer cats.
When the Dogs Of Death
Will be well fed my soul tortuous
They will circle around my cold bed
Waiting for the coming
Of the rest of the Wild Hunting

Lying there
My corpse
Not rotten but already corrupted
Will slowly stiffen up
So fugitive remains of my mind
Will coil up like a centipede In a puddle of my brain
So in a hound howl
Will come the time of the Others
The failures, the hybrids
These almost dead not completely alive
Those who exist only marginally
Between two non worlds
They will ooze from walls,
Will sink under furniture,
Will arrive in herd
In waves, in troops
In heap of empty and starving
Members and eyes

They will surround my stiff, mineral and rocky corpse
And will drip on me,
Will try to breathe their void In what is not already anymore me.
Without memory, without words and without thoughts
They will remember that they too one day should have died
But that their master refused them the demise
They are now condemned to remain puddles of undead and non life
Without getting anything other than sand, silica dust and cold ashes
To complete their empty orbits

Les Rives Des Temps

Les Chiens de la Mort

tryna make some music together? hmu :)
i really have no idea what i'm doing, but i am trying my best!

field-recording-infested ambient/folk/pop
uncle joe is ed, james, and kat

contact: sonntagedward@gmail.com
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https://soundcloud.com/atticatlas
https://soundcloud.com/swimbo-jimbo

https://campsite.bio/unclejoe/

broken record

uncle joe

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