A few years ago, one of our presidential candidates referred to those who had the audacity to vote for the other candidate as "Deplorables".   It occurred to me that my family and I might fall into that "deplorable" category, so I thought I would offer a little insight into the daily life of us deplorables, or at least the perception of us by many of the social / political elites.               (pictured: the twins)

Adorable Deplorables

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

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan
This is the new official final version. I wasn't happy with the vocal, so I redid it. Now the song is PERFECT :)

(It's) The '80's Again (New Crazy Vocal)

This is a song that started as a stem with which Ian (IPG1) let Tez and I play. Tez made the riddim and added the guitar, producing a chord structure with which for me to work. I added bass, piano, synth, and sitar. Tez produced and mixed the whole thing. Ian's rapping is the centerpiece of the whole thing, though. Both of these guys are very special and talented. We hope you enjoy the song.

Bouncing Off The Bass (with IPG1 aka Lou and Llanpsych)

I was a bike messenger. It never leaves you. 

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40 quarters
in your pocket
strap your helmet
grab a lane
asphalt pinball
in the morning

rocket on
marathon

trucks and taxis
coming at you 
double dance move
get away
asphalt pinball
it’s a hustle

canvass bag
cargo tags

cop in bike lane
traffic ticket
time is wasting 
run away

open car door
broken window
glass on pavement 
shitty day

chain links clicking
through Manhattan
red light running
all the way
asphalt pinball
burning muscles

it’s the same
in the rain
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photo by Max Bender via Unsplash.com

Thanks to Wheelwright for his sage suggestion to include backing vocals.

Asphalt Pinball

twatwaffles & cuntcakes

Calm Center

Dear friends, this song may seem a little bit weird.
I wrote it after a difficult struggle against several different passwords.
I am so fond of making self ironic songs - just for fun!
Among the worst is when you are logged out! So hard to be able to log in again, which can take forever! We older people also spend a lot of time looking for various things!

Not so easy for us Old

The times have changed for all of us somewhat older 
people who struggle along with all modern facilities around us
This morning I tried to open
the oven for to bake some bread for my wife and for me
but the child safety lock was too tough for me
It isn’t so easy for all of us old these days

When I was a child I used to call all my friends with an 
ordinary telephone but the modern equipment is too tiny for me
I’m just messing around with tiny knobs at the front
and lots and lots of strange messages are sent to me each day
and I don’t know what to do with them 
It isn’t so easy for all of us old these days


You should have seen me when I am going to 
back out my brand new car and if I am too close to my neighbors car
then all hell will break loose for me
it flashes and it squeals in every corner of my newly bought car 
now I think I will pick up my old car again
It isn’t so easy for all of us old these days

Approximate translation into Swedish:

Inte så lätt för oss gamla

Tiderna har förändrats för oss alla lite äldre
människor som kämpar tillsammans med alla moderna faciliteter runt omkring oss
I morse försökte jag öppna
ugnen för att baka lite bröd till min fru och till mig
men barnsäkerhetslåset var för hårt för mig
Det är inte så lätt för alla oss gamla nuförtiden

När jag var barn brukade jag ringa alla mina vänner med en
vanlig telefon men den moderna utrustningen är för liten för mig
Jag bara bråkar med små knoppar framtill
och massor av konstiga meddelanden skickas till mig varje dag
och jag vet inte vad jag ska göra med dem
Det är inte så lätt för alla oss gamla nuförtiden


Du borde ha sett mig när jag ska
backa ut min helt nya bil och om jag är för nära min grannes bil
då brakar helvetet löst för mig
det blinkar och det tjuter i varje hörn av min nyköpta bil
nu tror jag att jag ska hämta min gamla bil igen
Det är inte så lätt för alla oss gamla nuförtiden

Not so easy for us old

I am playing guitar for the first time in a long time. My fingers hurt.

Written and performed by Kyo

Grand Slam

Melody, mix, instrumental, poetry selection by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Vocals by Nadia Selvaggi
Lyric for 'My Dylan' based on the 13th century anonymous poem, Alysoun, tweaked by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi. 
*Nadia's notes: Although I have never lusted after a man's neck, I left the neck reference in, albeit tweaked from 'whiter' to 'smoother', as I find it amusing, and wanted to preserve more of the medieval character of the poem. For more info, follow the link: https://www.studentwritingcenter.us/british-poetry/alisoun-alysoun-anonymous-1340.html

My Dylan by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

VERSE 1
THE SOLDIER THOUGHT HE WAS A MIGHTY BIG MAN
WHEN HE DROVE THE NAILS IN OUR SAVIOR'S HANDS
I WONDER WHAT WAS REALLY ON HIS MIND
HOW COULD HE HAVE BEEN SO BLIND

CHORUS
HE DIED ON THE CROSS FOR YOU AND ME
JESUS DIED FOR THE WORLD DON'T YOU SEE
WITHOUT HIM NO HOPE WOULD THEIR BE
HE DIED FOR THE WORLD DON'T YOU SEE

VERSE 2
THERE'S NO WAY TO IMAGINE ALL THE PAIN
THAT JESUS FELT AND ALL THE SHAME
HE GAVE HIS LIFE THAT WE MIGHT LIVE
WHAT MORE COULD OUR SAVIOR GIVE

REPEAT CHORUS

The Soldier And The Cross (lyrics by Tony Harris / vocal/music by Phillip Clarkson) Original 1998

FIRST OF ALL, I WILL SAY THANK YOU VERY MUCH TO ALL WONDERFUL PEOPLE THAT LISTEN TO MY SONGS - LOVE YOU ALL!!

Dear friends, I worry more and more about the state of the earth! More and more wars flare up, the climate is worrying with natural disasters as a result! Strong malevolent rulers emerge and succeed in egging the population of the respective countries. History has shown how it goes - I think of such men as Hitler and others! The war causes huge emissions of greenhouse gases! Instead, use the soldiers to plant trees and fight the terrible forest fires!

The Baltic Sea is living dangerously right now! Scores of ships in deplorable condition transport oil across the sea. The risks are great for extensive oil disasters! I have made some songs for the Baltic sea just to make people understand the problems.

I have recently published some of my songs on YouTube - search for Bengt Roth.
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=bengt+roth
I write almost all of my songs, and I sing my songs and play the guitar and the harp - no more. My recording equipment is quite modest with a Furch guitar, Alhambra guitar, Röde microphone, Focusrite and Garageband. My studio is our guest room in our house.
I was young during the 1960s when Dylan became famous. I was a member of a folk song group during that time. I love Dylan´s music!! I was also a big fan of The Doors, Jefferson Airplane, Mamas and the Papas and several more singers. I like folk music and the old protest songs. I love the music of Eva Cassidy. I was also a big fan of Björn Afzelius, and I love the music of Tom Petty. I am very inspired of the music of John Denver.
Bengt and certainly several 100 million people are intensively protesting against all evil around the world!
I love to sometimes write songs that are a bit weird and self-ironic!
You know that I am a novice in the "recording business", and sometimes I have to revise the songs.
My whole grown up life was occupied by my profession as a doctor in intensive care and anesthesiology. I was head of the department of Intensive and perioperative Care in Lund, Sweden the last years. After that I have got the possibility to be dedicated to music. 
My songs are a matter of extreme happiness and extreme sadness. I write all the music and lyrics except "As tears go by", "House of the Rising Sun", and songs by Evert Taube.
I love to leave some message with my songs!
I have no previous experience of writing fiction. I have, however, some experience in writing non-fiction. I wrote my thesis, and some chapters in a textbook in anesthesiology. I was also member of a group who introduced an education program in pediatric cardio pulmonary resuscitation for laymen in Sweden.
I have created a repost page "Bengt Erik Roth Repost Page".

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Bengt+Roth

Not so easy for us old

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