This began as a jam with XAW on ambient drone guitar and SA on drums. SA added keyboards and voice layers, produced.

Dangerous

i wanna be your lover by slickc 2023

Cover Art By Leraynne S.

Mike Noegraf - Lead and Rhythm Guitars
Rafael Freitas - Bass Guitar
Zamm Kenoby - Drums
Steve Hillier - Piano, Synthesizers, Lead Vocals
Pre-mix audio engineering by Jordan Stoffel
Mixed and Mastered by Zamm Kenoby

Lyrics:

I sensed you made contact
You touched me then you turned back

Somebody calls to you, angers you too.

Our love is on a lifeline
I’m looking at it unwind.

Then you had come to me, simple and free.

And then you say your love will die
Yet you say don’t kiss goodbye
Then you say our love will die
And you say, don’t kiss goodbye

I heard you had a comeback
I feel hurt but I’m alright

Then you come back to me, simple and free

And then you say your love will die
Yes you say don’t kiss goodbye
Then you say our love will die
And you say, don’t kiss goodbye

Come back home, think of all the love we made
Picture all the times we played
All our love gone by

From now on, hold on to our sanity
Cling to our humanity
Let our love survive

Then you would come to me, simple and free

Then you would say our love will die
Yes you’d say don’t kiss goodbye
And you’d say, our love will die
Then you’d say, don’t kiss goodbye

Then you say don’t kiss goodbye
Then you say our love will die
And you say our love will die
Then you say don’t kiss goodbye

Then you say don’t kiss goodbye
Then you say our love will die
And you say our love will die
Then you say don’t kiss goodbye

Moving Star

Come Back Home

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New Beat 221

this song was written about having life problems coming at me from every way and drinking to much and spending all my love and time and coming up short

vocals-matt hanson (aka m@tro)
guitar-jeff pippin(aka p@radigm)

STH- liqour store lament

Undying Lock (Demo)

A heart-felt send-off to Jimmy Buffett.

Lyrics:
I never have been
With my hands on my head
In the shape of a fin
At a concert
But when I first heard
Jimmy Buffett was gone
Can’t begin to say
How much my heart hurt

And somewhere there’s a man
With his toes in the sand
And a girl on his heart
On a bender
And he’ll find some ice
And take Jimmy’s advice
With some salt and some limes
And a blender

And you can still hear his voice
And you can still feel his hands
Where the sun meets the surf 
And the surf meets the sand

So here’s to you Jimmy
You glorious man
You go on ahead
We’ll catch up when we can
So, safe travels, Jimmy
You son of a gun
You son of a son of a sailor

[Instrumental bridge]

I can still hear him singing
I can still hear his laughter
But it’s 5 o’clock somewhere
In the here ever after
And attending that concert
Has to wait sometime later
For that son of a gun of a
son of a sailor

And I will find myself sitting
With my toes in the sand
And his songs in my head
And a drink in my hand
Just a little tequila
and a whole lot of ice
Wondering if
he’s bigger in Paradise

And we can still hear his voice
And we can still feel his hands
Where the sun meets the surf
And the surf meets the sand

So, fair winds, Jimmy
And following seas
You son of a son of a sailor

Safe Travels, Jimmy (Piano and vocal)

A rocking song about Life being a state of mind rather than an artificial reality presented to us.  Take my chair because I wont stay in this state of mind for long.

Take My Chair STUDIO

Symphony of chaos

thanx 4 the opportunity....it`s been a pleasure ;)

Neev - Seawall (Viennese Cinnamon Remix)

Underneath St. Martin’s tower, 
where the smoke and sermons twist
There’s a cult that writes in silence, 
scratching symbols in the mist
I found a gramophone recording — 
played it backwards, heard the chant:

“We are time’s discarded children… marching forward, never slant.”


Their robes are made of theatre dust, 
stitched with harp string and regret
Their eyes reflect the gas lamp glow — 
haven’t blinked a second yet
They gather where the B-sides burn, 
forbidden tracks and failing light
And summon up their canon — 
from the static and the night

They never speak in daylight
Their voices come on wax
No liner notes, no credits —
Just spells on phonograph tracks

No time to play B-sides,
They said as they unspooled the night
Just lead the blind with A-sides,
And leave the truth in mono white
But I heard it in reverse —
The hidden verse, the cursed delight…
The Gaslamp Cult still plays
By firelight

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They rewired church bell chambers to broadcast sacred noise
Hid ciphers in the catalogues and spells in orphaned toys
I saw a boy with devil’s eyes hum riffs no one had taught —
Said he dreamed them in the catacombs, where wax and wires rot

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They never speak in daylight
Their voices come on wax
No liner notes, no credits —
Just spells on phonograph tracks


No time to play B-sides,
They said as they unspooled the night
Just lead the blind with A-sides,
And leave the truth in mono white

But I heard it in reverse —
The hidden verse, the cursed delight…
The Gaslamp Cult still plays
The hidden verse the curse

But they do, when no one’s near
Where reverb haunts the silence…
And feedback calls the seer
The Gaslamp Cult still plays…

In time you’ll learn to hear.


“A drop of blood on shellac wax
Will tell you where the truth still cracks.”

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"The Gaslamp Cult” was developed as part of the Blind Mullet Chitlin project, combining Wayne Halfpenny’s songwriting with lyrical and conceptual contributions from ChatGPT (OpenAI), and music arrangement via Suno AI.

The Gaslamp Cult

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i wanna be your lover by slickc 2023

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