Name: VCR5 VOUR SESH2022 - 12 - 25 17h42m03c by VCR5
Duration: 27 min 47 s
Description: VOUR SESH Vour remixes w. Mark Dago, Tinman, CBGs, Nolens Volens. The original 2011 self titled album available at rest30records https://rest30records.bandcamp.com/album/vour

john raps - HORSEPOWER

https://vcr5.bandcamp.com/album/time-capsule

Time Capsule

Dragonspeaker

Gear used on this track: Modal Cobalt 5, Yamaha DX reface, Abelton Drift.

Old Heart

Caught a broke boy trying to come up on my Amazon package,
So I skinned his ass alive

HealthxDeathGrips

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12/18/23

Montpelier, The Sexual Capital of Vermont

tempo_deflektor

VOUR SESH Vour remixes w. Mark Dago, Tinman, CBGs, Nolens Volens. The original 2011 self titled album available at rest30records https://rest30records.bandcamp.com/album/vour

VCR5 VOUR SESH2022 - 12 - 25 17h42m03c

when you take acid on the bus ride home

Last demo i made before my hard drive pooped in 2024

Lost

https://soundcloud.com/flawed-human-being
Made the beat

I spent 
ten years training in a clearing in the forest.
Surviving off of berries I foraged; I'm gorgeous -- 
Ash on the forehead; the thoughts are enormous. 
I flourish and stay strong even when the nights long.

My minds absent. Trans-
fixed in a landscape.
Vacant of thought, talking with hand shapes
and shifting the rocks. Trans-morphing 
a lay line, I'm lifting the base high;
Tranquility stay mine.

The earth quakes, and shelters are made.
Sego lilies painted on the walls of the temple's maze.
Weather lined face, wizened like a fruit stone.
You may now rest where the roots grow.

The earth quakes, and shelters are made.
Sego lilies painted on the walls of the temple's maze.
Weather lined face, wizened like a fruit stone.
...

The taste of salt drips off my mustache. I must fast.
Summon a friend. I'm riding on a Hump Back through
rough shod seas, inhaling icy gales; surrender to   
power of the whale.

We arrive fire side. The clouds are discolored. 
The sound of drums subdued; in the distance is thunder. 
I envision summer, then suddenly the sky parts; the 
moon shines through, now the weather is my heart.

The vision is massive -- it's prisms and havoc.
The forces are placid from the forces of magic.
Torpid and calmed, I walk among the palms,
lime washed stone, glows from my arms

The earth quakes, and shelters are made.
Sego lilies painted on the walls of the temple's maze.
Weather lined face, wizened like a fruit stone.
You may now rest where the moon shone.

The earth quakes, and shelters are made.
Sego lilies painted on the walls of the temple's maze.
Weather lined face, wizened like a fruit stone.

VCR5 VOUR SESH2022 - 12 - 25 17h42m03c

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