This is a song written and produced by Decan Usmic Horse Macdonald and Jfunc
#Horse #love #life #dark #colours #love#free#mind#radio#80s#electronic#edm#beats#vibe#together#dance#

Dark Colours (feat. Horse & Jfunc)

Lyrics based on recent current events and a particularly deranged episode of Rick and Morty.

Clintmusic 9

Messages From Elsewhere

Diamond Gotti- Im So Turned Up

Another of the Terribly moving Songs I learnt from Nina Simone and Billy Holiday I thought it best to share and Extract From the Essay by Cary O’Dell Added to the American National Registry in 2002

Billie Holiday Original label Abel Meeropol 
(Poet, Writer aka Lewis Allan/Publisher)

Considering the vivid images and sustained metaphor of the song “Strange Fruit,” it shouldn’t be surprising that it began as a poem. It was written by Abel Meeropol (1903-1986), a teacher, poet and songwriter, who published under the name Lewis Allan. Along with “Strange Fruit the brutal power of “Strange Fruit,” a tale of a lynching told via the rich description of a lifeless body hanging from a flowering tree:

Southern trees bear a strange fruit 
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black body swinging in the Southern breeze 
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees 
Pastoral scene of the gallant South
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth 
Scent of magnolia, sweet and fresh
And the sudden smell of burning flesh! 
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck 
For the sun to rot, for a tree to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Trees aka Strange Fruit

HOME of Sheila G-La

'TREES' AKA STRANGE FRUIT MIX 25.07.2020

Edmund's mother would drive sometimes for days. Never going anywhere, just somewhere. Somewhere that wasn't there. Another burned out sign to a cheap motel; deep in the humid swamps of the bitter south. A time to stop and rest for a day, maybe two. This life inside her was wanting to see the world.
 Flames and retribution and shame, an archaic remnant to what wanted her to speak no more. Edmund was to be born that day in the swamps.  That day when the cicadas roared like a chorus through sweat and fire. The traveler was born at 3:33 pm

The Fold

The Fold./Ballad of a Traveler part 2

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Northwest Brooklyn

Original Composition : Sept Le Charme
Engineered by Rod Pyle
Final Record / Mix / Master : Chris Dargay

Northwest Brooklyn

Kangaroosound