Sometimes The Heart Is All We Need

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

Spoken words: Kamal Imani
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21299/one-tribe-yall-120bpm-disco-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/kamal-imani
https://soundcloud.com/oldschoolhiphopsoundtrack
Backing Track : Paploviante and Friends
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/disco-again-paploviante
Lillithe adding: Sax, Solo Guitar, Wha-Wha Guitar, Beat, Mix and Production

ONE TRIBE YALL  feat. Kamal Imani (Paploviante open collab)

Singing a fascinating poem from my late father...

Na anímica existência, nosso corpo suporte,
atómica aparência, está condenado à morte.
E, em geral, morre ao fim de umas dígitas décadas,
sem que deixe pegadas, nem toques de clarim.
E um protista ridículo o decompõe no sono,
o faz descer no ciclo do azoto e do carbono.
Mas a alma, essa etérea instância que em nós sonha,
terá também bactéria que a ataque e decomponha?
Esta a magna questão, prenha de consequência,
que me assombra a ilusão de uma sobrevivência.

E, se os homens se vacinam nesta vida, que é de penas,
isso significa apenas que os micróbios nos dominam.
São os nossos seguidores, inimigos incansáveis,
pais de pústulas e dores, de doenças incuráveis,
que nos amargam os dias, nos fazem descrer da sorte,
nos deixam de mão vazias perante a força da morte.
É por isso que esses frios postos de vacinação
são nossos templos sombrios para uma técnica oração.

English translation:

In the animical existence our supporting body,
atomic appearance, is condemned to death.
And, in general, it dies after a few finger decades,
without leaving footprints or bugle calls.
And a ridiculous protist decomposes it in its sleep,
makes it go down in the nitrogen and carbon cycles.
But the soul, that ethereal instance that dreams within us,
is there also a bacteria that attacks and decomposes it?
This is the great question, full of consequences,
that haunts my illusion of a survival.

And if men vaccinate themselves in this life, which is full of suffering,
it just means that microbes dominate us.
They are our followers, tireless enemies,
parents of pustules and pains, of incurable diseases,
that make our days bitter, make us disbelieve in luck,
leave us empty-handed before the strength of death.
That's why these cold vaccination stations
are our dark temples for a technical prayer.

Templos Sombrios

When i made this track I wanted my voice be the driving, pulsing force.

I hope you enjoy.

Wait and see

Noisy Soundscape with synth random notes. Kaospad in FX.

R&N (14.2)

'bestowed' 
https://www.instagram.com/p/DGMLO6SOijI/?next=%2F

When I waken from my sleep,
and you're laying next to me,
somewhat tangled under sheets,
my heart sings with ecstasy. 

Please don't ever let me go.
If you don't love, let me know.
Otherwise, babe, let it show,
and I will bask your love bestowed. 

For I forever only want you.

bestowed

Original composition by Neno J.
Electric guitar Yamaha SG, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100

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Album out now. https://psychedelicmayhem.bandcamp.com/album/psychedelic-mayhem

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Guitarist, multi-genre composer, keyboard & bass player (mostly self-taught). Music librarian and philosopher.
Music is new dimension of life.
“That is an artist as I love artists, modest in his needs: he really wants only two things, his bread and his art - panem et Circen.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols