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The Prisoner's Prayer - Η Προσευχή Του Φυλακισμένου

July to June

Taken from our upcoming debut album "Rock and Roll Kills" (mid-2024).
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lyrics:
And then i ask my self, is there a way out, could i be heard loud?
And then i ask my self, could it be?

And then i turn my head, up in the sky and wondering why?
could i turn back time or live it again?

Chances are thrown away, anothers have won not gone astray
but that's a blessing not a curse so thank you!

You think is over...over now, just shake your head and face now
face the truth and all the greatness around

Don't need nothing else, i got everything that completes me
all the rest is just a dusty grain of sand

(p) & (c),all rights reserved, STA 2024.

Rock and Roll Kills

Dusty Grain of Sand

Горіла Сосна

Quote:

" The unspeakable is always on my mind. There are no words which can express a feeling from this order". Referring to the essence of life itself. I used my own voice for it. Just pitched it a few notes lower. Thanks to Ivo van Rijn aka DJ EEVO for making recordings of my voice for this song.

DJ EEVO: https://soundcloud.com/ivoitme

On my Mind

DOPE MUSIC ..DRUGGED LIKE EVERYTHING AROUND YOU. DARK FACES. FAKE SMILES. SELFISHNESS AND EVIL. DOPE MUSIC SO YOU COMMENT ON MY PIECES AND IT'S TRUE I MAKE DOPE MUSIC AND I TELL THE WORLD. AND YOU HAVE DESCRIBED ME PERFECTLY  

Tony Romano - CRAZY OR EXASPERATED  2024-04-15 05_01.m4a

Collab with the great vocal artist Saskia Goethals from Belgium.

https://soundcloud.com/saskiagoethals/tracks

Lyrics blue men of the Minch:

We are in Scotland,
We hear the story of the blue men of the Minch, some sort of blue creatures looking like human but t hey live under water in deep caves
looking for sailors to drawn
and stricken boats to sink
They have a blue colour, this mythical creatures look much like humans, and are about the same size. But they have the power to create storms.
When the weather was fine they were sleeping under the surface of the water. They swim with their torsos raised out of the water, twisting and diving.
They could cause storm. The blue creatures approached the capitain of a ship
And said that he had to finish the rhyme
The capitain had to solve riddles and finish 2 rhymes of poetry.

If he couldn’t do it the ship was capsised

Blue Chief: Man of the black cap what do you say
As your proud ship cleaves the brine?
Skipper: My speedy ship takes the shortest way
And I'll follow you line by line
Blue Chief: My men are eager, my men are ready
To drag you below the waves
Skipper: My ship is speedy, my ship is steady
If it sank, it would wreck your caves.

Blue Men Of The Minch / Collab with Saskia Goethals

NASA tells me: "Mercury retrograde is an optical illusion that occurs when the planet Mercury appears to move backwards in the night sky. In reality, the Earth briefly overtakes Mercury in its orbit, creating a visual effect."

Thanks NASA. That helps. 

But what about when two people think they're in one place but they're in another? And can sometimes a body, celestial or otherwise, look healthy but it's not? Let me know. Thx bro.

Influences: Roni Size meets Jeff Buckley

(Outta the) Not-So-Silent Planets

Mercury Transit

Rehearsals for my debut album, with the Italian singer and actor Nicola Palladini. Words and Music by Adam Majdecki-Janicki. Rehearsal 2012.

"White Lady" (feat. Nicola Palladini) 2012.

Games

The third song in our summer series "We Solve Most Things If We Talk" examines the so-called progress of modern man. Are humanity's societies and social structures built over centuries really for everyone? Or only for groups of self-selected members?
Unfortunately, it is clear that large parts of humanity, during the course of our collective journey, again and again, ended up by the side of the road.  And what is the difference between the man in the stone cave and the modern man in his cardboard box or concrete conduit/cave?  We can't help but get the feeling that the man in the stone cave was somehow happier and more satisfied with his situation; it is all he knew.  The homeless (for whatever reason) know better...and hope for better.

Music & Lyric; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Compilation, Mix and Production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
With his high-string guitar; David Dunham, @david-dunhamuser589535203 
Thank you Seagull and Peter for letting me share this painful and poignant vision with you.

Modern Man:

I shuffle to, in my dripping cardboard palace,
Introspect on what the mental mind of evening brings.
The muffled dealer with his clingfilm-wrapped tripping malice
Prospects his kindly rental of the used syringe.

My box of brokenness shadowed by a higher human soul where lumens dare not tread
Detox wrapped in hollow stories still untold that crucify the thoughts within my head.
Needle patterns deathly blue upon my inner arm profess of no tattoo,
But of the crystal meth, whose harm, distressed, for me a living lie holds true.

Woven flaws, tangled webs of sins and hopes, regret a past mis-spent of futures told
Proven cause reflected in the ancients, whose tropes my nights now represent from days of old
Nothing that all of history built can yet detect the progress dial shifted
Nor the deeds nor the strength nor the intellect with which this vile human head was gifted

And within our minor symphonic demise, against which burning cold I close my eyes
All sin and crass politic lies now clear unfold, presenting no surprise that’s evident
I clock the days with callow patience as light defrays and my hopes relent
Futility and contradiction, sallowed latent time displays my childhood benediction rent asunder

Amid the sweet fair calling thunder of the ghosts of every child as yet unborn
There to meet me, falling at the hanging post, tempered mild, await my passing, so to mourn.

Modern Man (Peter; guitar, vocal, Seagull; synths, David; guitar

[Verse 1]
The earth it groans the shadows creep
The words are sealed in silence deep
A time will come when truth will rise
The veil is torn from hidden skies

[Verse 2]
The wise will shine like stars at night
Through raging fire they hold the light
The dust will stir the graves will break
The ancient call the souls awake

[Chorus]
Awake awake from the dust you’ll rise
Your name is written in the skies
Through trials burning we still believe
The promise stands we will receive

[Verse 3]
The book unfolds the secrets told
The war above the battle bold
The angel stands the river's edge
Declares the end the solemn pledge

[Bridge]
The wicked blind their hearts will stray
But wisdom leads the narrow way
Through storms and trials we endure
The ancient hope our souls secure

[Chorus]
Awake awake from the dust you’ll rise
Your name is written in the skies
Through trials burning we still believe
The promise stands we will receive

Awake in the Dust (Remastered)

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I have a Dream

A light hearted bluesy song about a guy going to a party and not remembering a thing afterwards.

Don’t remember but must have been...   some kind of party 

Invited to a party, last Saturday night
Got me all dressed up, I just-had to look right
Lot’s of pretty women walking about
Thought I did my best to not freak out

Don’t remember but must have been...   some kind of party 

Must‘ve had a drink or two, or maybe many more
My memory’s kind of fuzzy after walkin thru the door
Hope I wasn’t rude and craz to anybody there
Just hoping for a good time, but I guess I didn’t care
 
Don’t remember but must have been...   some kind of party 

Did I do the macarena, or strut the chicken dance
With the O Jays and Kool and the Gang, I just didn’t stand a chance
Could have been the beer, or maybe whisky shots
But I tell you one thing my friend, my head sure hurt lots

Don’t remember but must have been...   some kind of party 

Found a tattoo on my left butt cheek
Really kinda hurts but it sure looks sweet
Not asking any questions about that night
Cause people there all told me it wasn’t a pretty sight

Don’t remember but must have been...   some kind of party

Must Have Been Some Kind of Party

Must Have Been Some Kind Of Party

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Side Hustle Prophets is an original music and art project. Founded by Long Island, NY native Billy L Schaefer as a means of escape from things self destructive. Original music and art created independently or via collaboration with musicians and artist throughout the world. 

Performing artist and contributors:

Billy L Schaefer (NY) - Songwriter, composer, producer, vocals, guitar, bass, artwork
 
Sergio Aguilar (Merida, Mex) - producer, guitar, bass, Owner- Studio 423 Merida, Mex

Tatsuya Awaya (Yamaguchi, Japan) - guitars, bass, drums, producer, composer 

Christoph Schlüter (Germany) - guitars, bass, composer, producer, mixer. @chris_schlue

Christoph Karlheim (Germany) - Drums @mightymartens

Justin Scheidling (NY) - drums, percussion

David Phelps (NY) - Guitar

Tod Isler (NY) - Drums

Frank Guerrero (Mex) - Drums

Rodrigo Uribe (Mex) - Drums

Josh Clary (Pittsburgh) - Bass

Do what makes YOU happy without hurting yourself or others…

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