Morning Light

version2:
https://soundcloud.com/fuwatt/supercell-is-approaching-version2

Supercell Is Approaching (version1)

'among other influences'

Harmful & Mac - lyrics and music
Scotty - vocals

Are you paying attention? I guess you're not.
There’s too much information. Yeah, I hear that a lot...
And like a lot of fools you feel that you cannot improve without YouTube 
to help you through the bumps and bruises,
help you chew the lumps life chooses.
I don’t know if I wanna hold your hand.
If you follow me I’ll help you see that only I know how to breathe.
Come to stay and never leave.
See that violence leads to peace.
Instructions hid behind the crease.
Disruption to the sanity.

among other influences (with Harmful if Followed and Mac, 'Isaac and the Apple')

Original composition, electric guitars and bass by Neno J.

Beware of distortion! Listen loud!

Turbulent Times

Cast of Characters:
xian3-- @xian3 – vocals, lyrics, and beat programming
Holger Engel—bass
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- guitar, mix, and production
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)-- @josh-clary-1 – lead guitar, organ, and synth
 
This song started when Xian and Holger came up with the rhythm section. Xian reached out to Josh about adding some guitar and keys. Josh happily accepted and added some electric guitar, organ, and synth. Once he was done, he sent it back to Xian, who added his excellent vocals. Tez also added some subtle, yet thrilling psychedelic guitar to it, too, before producing and mixing it for us. 
 During a little odyssey Xian recently undertook, he came across this snippet of text, from which the lyrics were drawn, in the Museum of Literature in Dublin. It's from "Ulysses" (1923) by James Joyce (1882-1941) and he liked it immediately. The passage can be found in the episode "Cyclops", in which the novel's hero, Bloom, opposes division and prejudice.
 This is the first time Xian has collaborated with Josh and Tez, but we hope it won't be the last. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.
Lyrics:
Alf And Bloom
(But it’s no use) …
(- What? says Alf) …     
But it’s no use says he
Force, hatred, history
All that
That’s not life 
For men and women,
(- What? says Alf) …
Insult and hatred
And everybody knows that
It’s the very opposite of that
That is really life.
- What? says Alf
- Love, says Bloom
(- What? says Alf)
(- Love, says Bloom)
(- Love)

Alf and Bloom (with Xian3, Entheogenic Psychonaut and Holger Engel)

Keep You Wild.

The colorful symbols are my message to everyone... 🌍 ☮︎ 👍 🍀 2024 for a better world...!

Time

Words and Music by Layna Claunch
Vocals and Instrumentals by Layna Claunch

What do you think when there’s nothing to think about
What do you do when there’s nothing to do
What’s in your heart when the pleasure and lights go out
Reality strikes, showing all that is you

Can you receive a correction or sharp rebuke
Can you accept that your heart has to change
Will you endure when the turmoil in all around
Destroying false peace and bequeathing your wage

Love Correction
Cherish a wise reproof
Introspection
Will reveal all that’s true 

Come fill your lamp, come and fill it and never cease
Drink from the well of the living and true
Inspect your heart, come, be honest, and self-reflect
Pure joy will come if improvement is you

Seek out the good, fill your heart now, and don’t delay
Night comes to test what is real and is true
Justice reveals all that is good and will endure
Uncovering all that you thought wasn’t you

When the lights go out you will see who you truly are
Choose improvement now, courage take, and be wise
Wisdom cannot come in a moment of tragedy
Fill your lantern now, choose to follow the brave

Love correction
Cherish a wise rebuke
Introspection
Will reveal all that’s you...you

Great books about Repentance:
https://a.co/d/8potgoq

When the Lights Go Out

Seduction

SELLING HIS SOUL AWAY

The Stash

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