Producer-Art-Guitar-videographer  Texmex Shamans
lyrics vocals- StonerJazz

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'"Disclaimer"

"Any similarity to real or imagined events ls probably not a coincidence
No TOADS were injured or molested ln any way during the making of this song--

The headwaters of this song came from Stephens rendition of that Toad ln our New Mexico song's cover art-- We were discussing that toad and lt's significance  to the riders on the bus--as the conversation became more Hilarious We resolved to write a song about that toad and that ls what we did--😎- Huge respect and gratitude to Stephen for hls Production and art skills and of course his amazing guitar Play and his Excellent Friendship--- Welcome to those of you who find your way to this tune We hope you enjoy lt!!

THE TOAD
l was flying down state 95
just ten miles East of Blyth
Hot Rod Lincoln blaring on the radio
My ole pickup truck lt overheated
l had to stop and find some shade
underneath a Palo Verde tree
a blg ole Toad There he spoke to me
He sald "Why don't you give me just a little lick Right here, Right behind my ear

Now you may think lt's a little funny, but l can guarantee
You will thank me ln the end my Friend--

Not wanting to disappoint my new found friend
l took a little tiny lick
and washed lt down with a Beer
After Frothin at the mouth for a little blt
my Consciousness lt took a hit
and headed south ln a flood of light

There are no word that can describe what happened next-
but l can say for sure without a doubt, unequivocally
My brand new Paradigm got tangled up with my Epiphany!!

Shit kickin Toad lickin with TexMex Shaman

The painting is ‘The Course of Empire’ by Thomas Cole (1801 – 1848).

Say a prayer and don’t despair about the cost of living crisis 
Cos life’s not fair and they don’t care about the rising prices 
The millionaires and billionaires wield their wicked powers
they own the shares, they don’t pay the fares, they’re not working longer hours

  They contaminate, discriminate, and revel in their sleaze 
  the permafrost is lost, but we still have the wage freeze 

the bankers are all bigots, experts in exploitation 
oil tankers and their frigates reeking eco-devastation
while we reimburse the nurses with the joy of food banks 
and the curse of empty purses and our hollow huge thanks

  You’ll find that it’s impossible to get paid any less
  can’t save no money saving lives for the NHS

The CEOs who freely chose to bolster their careers 
They’re mosquitoes in tuxedos bloodsucking profiteers 
who smoke cigars with glowing hearts, toasting market forces  
They’re Oligarchs, they’re greedy sharks, they’re feeding on the corpses

  The ambulance abandoned us, so now we need a hearse
  Yes the times they are a-changing… but they’re changing for the worse

I blame the vloggers and the bloggers, I don’t “like” and I don’t “subscribe”
All that scrolling and a trolling, through soundbites and diatribes
and we fixate on the clickbait that seems to be hell-bent 
on dictating that the content fuels our discontent 

        All the species being ghosted, wiped out like dinosaurs
        While we’re busy being offended, and fighting culture wars

Shopaholic fashionistas with their selfies and their memes 
And reams of influencers beat us senseless by extremes
it’s a trash-bag full of hashtags, rubbish flowing in our streams
algorithms causing schisms and addiction to our screens

        We’re the masters of our destiny, but it isn’t as it seems 
        Who’s pushing who’s buttons? Are we slaves to the machines?

Narcissistic mystics with their conspiracy theories
Going viral in a spiral of Netflix mini series
And woeful social media, where profiles are a deepfake
It’s a form of schizophrenia, like a hollywood remake

      We make a virtue of our vanity, embracing the absurd
      with virtual reality, to replace the real world

Cost Of Living Crisis

Creation date: October 2023
Composition & Mix : Thierry Mfe & Guillaume Gaudioso
Time signature : 4/4
Mode : Alchemical modal cuisine

Birth Of Pride

Recorded 1994 with a 4 Channel Mixer, Hifi Tape Deck ;-) - sorry for the bad sound quality!

Artwork M. Besinger (dad)

Demo Songs 1994

Miles to Go 1994 (remastered)

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Lyrics:

Lockers slam, final bell rings clear,
Perfume and sweat, emotions sincere
Tim's goofy grin, Jack's quiet nod,
Friends since childhood, now paths odd
If only I knew, this moment I'd chase

Time slips away, like sand through our hands
The future unknown, as we make our plans

These are the lasts we don't recognize
Fleeting moments before our goodbyes
If I'd known then what I know now
I'd hold on tighter, somehow
To these precious lasts

Grandpa's den, pipe smoke curls,
Cards snap, his laughter unfurls,
Weathered hands, stories untold,
Moments more precious than gold
If only I'd known, I'd change that night

Time slips away, like sand through our hands
The future unknown, as we make our plans

These are the lasts we don't recognize
Fleeting moments before our goodbyes
If we'd treasured then what we've lost now
I'd hold on tighter, somehow
To these precious lasts

Grandpa's den, pipe smoke curls,
Cards snap, his laughter unfurls,
Weathered hands, stories untold,
Moments more precious than gold
(Moments more precious than gold)
If only I'd known, I'd change that night

Time slips away, like sand through our hands
The future unknown, as we make our plans

These are the lasts we don't recognize
Fleeting moments before our goodbyes
If we'd treasured then what we've lost now
I'd hold on tighter, somehow
To these precious lasts
(These precious lasts)

Shadows lengthen, day fades to night
Memories flicker like candlelight
Each passing second, a gift in disguise
Open your heart, open your eyes

City lights flicker, radio hums our song
One last hug, 'See you soon,' feels so wrong
'We have all the time,' he said with a smile
If only we knew, we'd talk for a while
In photographs and fading scents
The love in each moment we spent

These are the lasts we don't recognize
Fleeting moments before our goodbyes
Now I know what I wish I'd known then
I'll hold on tighter, again and again
To these precious lasts
(These precious lasts)

Life's rich tapestry, woven with care,
Threads of lasts, love everywhere,
These precious lasts
We'll always have
These precious lasts
In every goodbye, a hello waits there

These are the lasts we don't recognize
Fleeting moments before our goodbyes
Now I know what I wish I'd known then
I'll hold on tighter, again and again
To these precious lasts

Precious lasts

Unrecognized Goodbyes

Back with Pinner with some new jazz fusion - Above The Clouds.  Love what Stephan does.  Again and again.  Follow his wonderful playing here on Soundcloud:  https://soundcloud.com/pinner

And for a playlist of now 120 tunes we have recorded together!:  https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind/sets/smokin-with-stephan-stephan

Thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares

Jamie

Above The Clouds - Stephan Lipinski / Jamie Rhind

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method: three devices and voice. polyend tracker mini, ingpartner y8, zoom r12. that's it.
narration: heraclitus is one of those 
movers of mental furniture we keep referring to despite knowing next to nothing ..... in the book publication, the poem on him was paired with the one on verdandi, Listen to Verdandi by jo richter on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/c5qCz , see  DIE KINETISCHE KUNST DER LIEBE UNTERSUCHTEN DIE ALTEN AN KÄFERLARVEN UND DUNKLEM GETIER in : CHI
image: the tracker creates crossword grids, copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

Galen fand die Säfte innen, Kneipp
aussen und Schauberger liess sie
wirbeln, Hahnemann schütteln: Blut und
Lymphe, Laune und Gemüt. Aus

der inneren Umwelt, der äusseren
Inwelt strömt und färbt sich das
Geschick in den Wassern: Zu deuten
aus Treibgut und gelösten Erden,


die als Schicksal verwirklicht ein
Leben sind. Das war es, was ihnen
zwischen den Fingern zerrann: Ach,
Heraklit wusste um kein Ende
des einzigen Stroms, der in jedem
Dasein mündet - und aus ihm quillt.


[An interlinear translation might be made available in the future]

heraklit

Written, performed and produced by Daniel Natter 
March 2025

Onyx

MrDjBigHouse and The DeadMen Under
Vocals by Morgan Benny

You’re all gray (ft Morgan Benny-The DeadMen Under)

With many thanks to Don, who made the most, I just added some instruments

Variation of Concerto in F Major by Johann Sebastian Bach

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