WEIGHTLESS TREE ON A LONELY MOON

Dreaming in Colour

Slow Yoga

Have fun listening to your lonely night!
Good Night Sweet Dream...
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Lonely Night

If there was a cycle in which gravity changed, just as there was a change in temperature in a year ...

Slight Weightlessness

Wet Moon

Visible from miles around, an age old, lone sentinel stands atop the ridge.

© 2021 Dairv Dubbleyew

Lime Tree Ridge

A portrait of a man in the shadowy depth of a dark night

“Down Cold”


Dagger Lee was a man of impeccable charm
He could coax the moon down from out of the sky
He’d looked the bull in the eye, offered flowers to the wind
But he’d happily let a caged bird die, Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang.

He was shot in his youth under sulphurous light
By his mothers who could flip on a dime
Fled to polishing chrome on auto’s far from home
But he could smell that he was running out of time

White dust on the mirror
Fresh pepper from the mill
Roll her down slow
The fat lady off the hill

Dagger Lee took a bus from Chinatown Rd
With a bag of black powder and gold
The night was alive with sparkling soft lights
But it was all just about to explode Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom.

Dagger Lee took a card out of Gallagh’s hand
He found the X that was marked on the back
After digging out his blade and counting all the loot
The blood  stained over five hundred grand
 

When the cops found the ring on the finger in the gutter
It had the seal of a dragon on a pearl
They looked at each other and both knew without words
They had to go talk to Dagger Lees girl

The doorstep was marble in the colour of cheese
Sympathy was no where to be found
As the black door peeped open the dicks muscled in
Demanding all inside hit the ground


Firecracker road
Studebaker full of holes
White Stetson red leather
Snow falling down cold

Dagger Lee had the world in the palm of his hand
Had regret and the devil on his back
When the moon turned away and the night flooded in
Dagger Lees life  wasn’t worth Jack
From underneath the door across the linoleum floor
Came the creeping of a rosy pool of blood
Dagger lee was all but gone by the first rays of sun
A 44 returned a life back to mud

Red pencil, rough note
Dagger Lee was all was wrote 
Nothing borrowed, nothing gained
More dirt down the drain

Firecracker road
Studybaker full of holes
White Stetson red leather
Snow falling down cold


DOWN COLD ( Lyrics)

Synesthesia is main motif for this song, first because of original lyrics, then as I felt like adding it more flavor with female vocals*, & finally when I recently watched some paintings about this matter**.

*Great vocal performance by https://soundcloud.com/maraoldfield is most notorious matter in this piece, where riffing parts toggle with bass-guided proggy ones.

**Due credits to https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling for ad hoc painting of the song’s artwork.

Letra  /  Lyrics:

QUIERO SABER SI HACE CALOR  /  I WANT TO KNOW IF IT IS HOT

En verano, insoportable,  /  In summer, unbearable,
todo está lleno de ruido.  /  everything is full of noise.
El invierno, silencioso,  /  The winter, silent,
que congela los sonidos.  /  which freezes the sounds.

No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold. 
No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

Los días soleados  /  Sunny days
acompañan al estío  /  go along with the summer
y cuando llega el invierno  /  and when the winter comes
el cielo está oscurecido.  /  the sky is darkened.

No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold.
No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

ER24CH04 ©1995 ®2015

Quiero saber si hace calor (Vocals by Mara​Oldfield)

Slow down, you don't need to move, 
Fall down, you don't have to lose yourself over this, 

Head up in the clouds, 
Taking turns to shout, 
Your words and melody, 
Just take some time to breathe, 
Memories take their toll, 
Never growing old, 
But you should cut the thread, 
Remember when I said that, 

Bridges could burn for you, 
Wouldn't you like them to, 
I've never seen you get so low, 

Slow down, 
Darling you don't need to fake anymore,
Come round, 
You know you can work it out, again, 
The line you walk because something's got to give

Painting Pictures Of A War

Never Seen You Get So Low

This is a song by Dusty Pink with a touch of Screach Guitars and Backing Vocals...Dusty Pink is a marvelous songwriter from Thailand that makes incredible melodic track after track renditions in the flavor of Joy - Check him out!  //soundcloud.com/the-bad-boy-3

All Tracks by Dusty Pink except 2 distorted guitar tracks straight up no effects and some faint sparse backing vocals throughout by Screach...

Mixed & Mastered on a Fostex 8 Track that is of another period...but then so is Screach.

Together Again - A Dusty Pink Screach Collaboration

A re-recording of one of our tracks from the early 80's

Polar Bears

All Instrument's
By Splintered Finger

Vocal's
By Martin Reed https://soundcloud.com/its-tophonicus

Composed Arranged & Produced
By Splintered Finger

First Contact With The Human Race - TOPHONICUS REMIX

Caerffili's most famous space rockers, now only available in cyber space. It was a wonderful trip.
www.soundcloud.com/acid-gite-records

Polar Bears

Wow and Flutter