viddy~~>> https://youtu.be/4Ia0j94oS6I ....youtube.

you can't have my essence
you xerox the light
you make the world spin wayward
one finger... to fingers
fuck you Money and your cash
hold cold, deep like Tahoe's floor
slap your unruly rule, laughing
one fire to another

I ride neon red lightning
when smoke clears? there i'm is
like coked out bitch slappin' nuns
hulk Xavier, no savior
music war with low keys-- thor
pop-i's can't stands no more
olive oil graced Mad Mardigan
hurricane of FIRE, baby

i'm spinning WORLDS, you wanna dance?
c'mon, dance... c'mon, dance... c'mon, dance... c'mon, dance
Get out my way or be ReMOVED sukka
move sukka... move sukka... move sukka... move sukka...
move it or LOSE it bitch

church buildings are old money
i'm priceless, pimping slaps
i'm dead still full speed, laughin
one judge, one gets me
FUCK YOU DEVIL--kiss my ASS
stroll with the eyes of gats cocked back
blowing minds like test results
don't test me-- got testes?!

i'm just blessed to be... bad
son-rise resets my daze
samurai, mic is my short sword
keep living... walk with me
it comes, it burns, it goes
understand it, love it, be it
job and work are different stories
stop runnin-n-start runnin

i'm spinning WORLDS, you wanna dance?
c'mon, dance... c'mon, dance... c'mon, dance... c'mon, dance
Get out my way or be ReMOVED sukka
move sukka... move sukka... move sukka... move sukka...
move it or LOSE it bitch

Coked Out B!tch Slapping Nuns >> fukurshytup space warp post punk rock & finger flipping gospel

This... was... fun. Yeah, we do artwork too. There's a "Buy" link. It's the normal  "donate if you want or free download if you want" link. Paying for inspiration is stupid. Plus, "Buy" is such a funny looking word. It looks like "booieee". Flava Flav might have made up that word. Whatever. But the link goes to a fecal-bundle of fun which we don't have space to put on this page.

**Tera >> grungy gritty chaotic blackhole in the head rock w/ progressive metal jazz funk

We were having a bit of a romp. There's a "Buy" link. Like usual its really a "donate if you want or free download if you want" link. Charging for a good time is no. I mean, yeah, prostitution is one of the oldest professions, but no... not with the music, man. Not the music. Sometimes you can download stuff str8 frum here and sometimes we'll put the link because there's a few other groups on the link page. We're all looking out and promoting each other. Dig 'em if you dig 'em, dig me?

**Lorena >> barefoot backwoods muddy romp w/ open country road acceleration & handling

video ~~~>> https://youtu.be/MU3YbUv7XJs
One of the more popular songs Pretty good feel for a vibe of maybe 1/4th of what our sound is at times. From here it goes way crazier or way calmer.

well it seems like time to fly
but i can't find a-way
thought that was the last time i'd die
but, well.... here we go again
deep in circles of flames and smoke we spin and spend our time and cash 'till seeing sunrise is sin

as bitter best plans lay waste to our better judgments ways, we're strugglin' to struggle on to some slipping away better daze
and as your name is called on the hit list and the shots ring out... it's time to motivate.

All the memories overflow here on this sinking ship...
all the wasted nights, streaks and lights...
and all the dust and the glitz...
all the loves gain and lost, and the crosses, too,
through fingertips the pictures slip

i rise as smoke and kiss the dawn goodbye,
fly out into the red
as fallen angels scream, "Baby please, baby don't leave"
ha, baby i gotta git
some cry, some scream and kick when it's time to roll out
i flip appendages and split

trudging along through the fire and mud
and the crap that held me down
looking at all these footprints and skeletons here in this ground
look ahead at the desert and mirage i'm running to
away from nothing but my funeral

Baby i'm coming home
when the bags hit the floor i'll hold you tight
and we can get lost in cars blowing by
each others eyes,
the sunrise... the moon and the stars at night
I got a bunch of ill to kill,
smile, I'll be alright
but if i die,
Angel,
i'll check you on the flip side
(get on and motivate girl...)

Motivate >> smooth blues w/ psych-rock & trip hop edges about getting "home" to you

This one, long story short, was about being in a field area, clearing, surrounded by the woods, and just breathing and letting go as fireflies came out and filled the night sky replacing the embers and sparks from the fire, because you had to go kill a bunch of shit in the morning and you might not come back, so enjoy this moment. Breath it in deep. Hold it as close and long as you can. Even in the fight, remember the last of the... well. Yeah. Anyways, "name your price" download at the "buy" link there. We appreciate you. Sincerely.

**Last Of The FireFlies >> progressive rock build from organic to a stellar cinematic vibe

come on step out tonight
the moon's almost as bright as your eyes mama
aw mercy me, all eyes on you
the dance floor's calling us so lets move
don't worry, i don't bite.. too much
i'm losing consciousness from your touch
this town's ours tonight so let's roll
as long as you're here who cares where we go

now i'm the reason that your mama hates men,
why your daddy got a gun, and why you're blushing
kats like me are the big bad wolf in all the old cartoons dressing all supercool
i came up from nothing and i gained it all
ain't about much-- having a ball, making a couple of songs
alls i'm doing later Miss is... what your name is?
--you get me?
cause i know i got you

come on step out tonight
the moon's almost as bright as your eyes mama
aw mercy me, all eyes on you
the dance floor's calling us so lets move
don't worry, i don't bite.. too much
i'm losing consciousness from your touch
this town's ours tonight so let's roll
as long as you're here who cares where we go

the stars in the sky just winked at you
the man in the moon tryna get a better view
even the tide done came in to see this Angelo Mortale' next to me
l'adoro with my heart and soul, mama
you make'a my and a'brain a'stoppa
you got me shakin all about
you're the kinda lady mama's warn their sons about

come on step out tonight
the moon's almost as bright as your eyes mama
aw mercy me, all eyes on you
the dance floor's calling us so lets move
don't worry, i don't bite.. too much
i'm losing consciousness from your touch
this town's ours tonight so let's roll
as long as you're here who cares where we go

got me hooked with a look that could light smokes
i'll crack a bottle or two.. a few jokes
hit these Philly streets from South to JFK,
Spring G., G-town, Mount A... just lead the way!

come on step out tonight
the moon's almost as bright as your eyes mama
aw mercy me, all eyes on you
the dance floor's calling us so lets move
don't worry, i don't bite.. too much
i'm losing consciousness from your touch
this town's ours tonight so let's roll
as long as you're here who cares where we go

You can DL it here or there's more (a lot more) stuff we couldn't fit here at the "Buy" link.

Step On Out Mama >> neon zoot suit swagger speakeasy dance floor slide & downtown romp

Crush your enemies... see them driven before you... ect. ect. Go download it. Lay waste while you get your game on. "buy" link. This is actually part 2 of a song/audio experience telling the story of kiiiinnnda how some end up here. Folks here (Earth) get here 1 of 3 ways I've found, or as it was explained to me by someone from in between "here" and "there"... (1) you're born here and/or are made here, which is a whole new energy, fresh new mind, a whole new vibe. Now there's nothing "new" and you've always already existed but may have just been in a pure chill vibe state--non conscious and then are born here between other vibes to have the conscious experience of being. Whatev. (2) You end up here. Folks come here for all sorts of reasons but it was a choice. Might have been a hard "our planet is dying and we must go" choice but some just go down with the ship, dig me? You just come back anyways. Still, you pack your baggage and bring it with you to here, dig me? You are you from there, but here now. NOT a new thing. If you knew how to fly before, you still know here but have to figure out how to do it here is all. Some came here and a lot are still coming here. Humanity has a lot to offer. Earth alone in this dimension and reality and yadda yadda... Bro, the amount of spirits that exist is insane, and to have built into you the understanding and KNOWING of how to access each one, in it's purest and rawest form, ONE SPIRIT AT A TIME?!?! So you're not all overcome with whatever spirit (joy, greif, confusion, hornyness, rage, inspiration)... see the spirit of HAPPY is that, all the time. You stab it in the eye and it's happy. You get to pick and choose ALL VIBES whenever and however (to whatever degree) you want. Yeah, folks are dying to go to heaven but angels are killing to get here. Anyways... (3) Sent here. Put here. Cast (like a rock... show...) here. Some are actually sent here. Bound up, restricted, in some cases memories wiped and soul imprisoned, blocks on consciousness and knowings as to manipulate thinkings....  or like on those shows where you wake up on an island and don't know who you are but you were a planet crushing king in reality and have to grow back into another version of your self using the experiences here to be that version of you. Born is a choice. Coming here/Ending up here is a choice. Being PUT/SENT here may not have been. Thats why some angels have such fun laying waste. They don't like it here and don't want to be here, but it's the job, and when in roam.....  THIS SONG came from a relationship with that last one. Cats in and out of bags and whatnot, there's a chain. I feel it. I do not like it. I understand it, but still. Some of us were sent/put here. Not our will. For the sake of the experience and purely for BEING BE-ing Being(s). Whatever tho.

**The Wrath >> dark gothic organ church bell fire breathing vengeance electro rock :D

LOVE this video  ~~>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49Cmj6Kb9mY
hello hello, beloved unwanted child
I'm doing fine, why? You don't understand my smile?
it's from unkillable unquenchable fire in eyes
this world's a zombie joke ...let's burn the whole thing down

Ahoy Ahoy outcasted klown
yes yes, they love to use you up and drink you down
of course they hate what they can't sell to furnish hell
your world's a slave... lets remove the head

what the fuck is up unitized mind?
body soldierd to perfection for vampires
let them taste their own blood, let it fill the air
either you or i will die... that too will past

well hello nurse, heaven in eyes
pumping ice into your veins, hell fears your walk
you may sing the sirens dizzy, what's the point?!
devils will put your full bodied style in the lake

so here we are... klown monkey kings
should be the rulers but these fools love passing things
enough with prayers and protests --lets lock and load
only crazies change the world--don't sing my song

peice to the sun... rise, never peace
howl at the moon, release my soul unto the streets
and if i live and ride this bitch to death, fuck it all
i've seen my freedom locked away and was given smiles....

I love this song man. I do. I frickin do. The video i diggs too, but only a lottle. Its a streak that won't die in me and keeps me str8 in a crooked world. We change worlds all the time, but this streak don't break. "buy" link, download, name your price (free is a price if you have to I get it totally which is why all of our tracks should be that price. we came up in nothing yet everything too.).

Klown Monkey Kings >> dark edged anarchy bluesy trip hop progressive bass rock

Line 6 spider amp. So... "Spider". Sometimes you just wanna play, ya know? and then you record stuff and folks are like, 'What is it called?" and I'm like, "Frickin music, man! I dunno. What's in the room close by... hmmm.. spider amp.. Ok, frickin Spider." Done and done. Now, onto the next. Just let a playa play, dig me??!!! names and genres and all that crap. It's music bro... we grabbed guitars, Tyy got on the drums, Slikk got the bass and we just.. made.. music. LMAO.

**Spider >> galactic conquering progressive electro power rock w/ a sprinkle of vast dark

video ~~>> https://youtu.be/nsLu3WShMHA
Spiritual journey... I know. This one's actually about being at the beach with a chick who died there and some other stuff, and trying to drink it away with her as it was going down... and some krazy isht that happened after. It's a vibe. Wait, what? Anyways, words can't say some stuff so... Dig it tho, like all of the tracks, it's a "name your price" download at the "Buy" link. Oh, and yeah, we were drinking fireball and spitting it into the fire too. Frustration from the inevitable.

**Fireball between K & the beach >> acoustic Celtic ambient bonfire spiritual vibe w/ samurai flute

The video goes KRAZY ~~>> https://youtu.be/07qE8n6wzNg

When I pass out to sleep ain’t no me, there ain’t no time
ain’t no space (which you never see anyways, just the thing that occupies
anyways) it’s not even all black, there’s no consciousness, just a lack
which makes me wonder where I went, and how and WHY did what bring me back
to a place that’s picture perfect …if you have the painter’s mind
or an understanding of the work created by WANT to pass the time
which gets infinite if you get it, or not, because all things not only exist
BUT WILL HAVE THEIR MOMENT… like this conversation …dealing with…..
Lately whY’s been questioning what freedom means to Be
if you have to ask or fight to keep it, are you ever free
and if free me was all that’s left and even death wasn’t a thing
time and being would be gold and mind the drug-on war and enemy
because a mind just seeks to justify for hosts that just consume
for the sake of self preservation, assuming thy self could know the room
not as cells, structure, but a canvas, why paint the walls with what when you’re alone?
Other than to identify the self and parts hidden because all is known

or else how could you paint it, if you could only see the all that exists
and to express it is inevitable until black to nothingness
and I only think this way because it was sewn as breath was blown in me
like jager bombers giving mouth to mouth to corpses to give them wings
of course freedom comes down to a matter of opinion, right
cause what’s free to slaves won’t save the masters and so you’re free to fight
free thought and speech are taught, see… even language is a gift
and that changes from intellect and dialect, projects of where you think you live

which would assume you’re living, cause living ain’t really life
life is what it is period, and living is what you think it’s like
and none of this means anything if you’re satisfied on lower planes
while the higher up you spiral there’s more smiles, same games, and insane
until you’ve gotten so high on perception and whatever spirits you’re in or of
that if you ever cut your chain what’s there to gain outside of love
which only applies to consciousness because non-conscious in the void
there’s no right or wrong, love or hate, nothing to prove, no being destroyed

of course there’s no one else there and so you begin to dig in deep
and create a version of what you want to be… which is you but free
which runs the same cycle, hurricane of fire in the light of brilliance
burning every form of being, understand fire and energy’s resilience
which was designed intelligently, very very elegantly
and I could speak on and the words sink in till gone so eloquently
fruit don’t fall far no matter how, where, or why the present lies
all serve a purpose, by design… is what it is, which is… whys?
When I pass out to sleep ain’t no me, there ain’t no time
ain’t no space (which you never see anyways, just the thing that occupies
anyways) it’s not even all black, there’s no consciousness, just a lack
which makes me wonder where I went, and how and WHY did what bring me back
to a place that’s picture perfect …if you have the painter’s mind
or an understanding of the work created by WANT to pass the time
which gets infinite if you get it, or not, because all things not only exist
BUT WILL HAVE THEIR MOMENT… like this conversation …dealing with…..

Quae Nihil Je'Daii Altissimis (w/ little byrd)>> subtly raw conscious dark trap/rap about Being

lyrics in video ~~>> https://youtu.be/iTMl9ZfFdOk

i feel me fading
into the nite lites
above this strange world
this krazy life
the gravity won't take me
i'm too high
above the clouds and
N2 the lite lights

and i'm going away
if you need me, stay with me
and we can leave this place
and go into the lite lites
all wide open spaces

Nite Lites  >> dark twinkling electro trip hop psychedelic decompression about floating away

cranking up the volume till i'm blown away
past the roof and sirens to some other place
residing in the silence of this getaway
no matter how chaotic reality is.. it fades away
here i sit, trying not to shake
as my life slowly dissipates
surrounded till drowning in senselessness i stray
from the smiles of younger dayz
searching for something to replace...

i'm needing something more
growing restless now
feels like nothing's gonna hold me down
from the suburbs to the pissy heartless grit downtown
under streetlights and bars and acoustic sounds i lay
felt both the beast in me and humanity
at war, forever torn unless i drift aimlessly
pointing me to time killers and destiny
while the smile of younger dayz seem to be
more and more a dream

missing the hold of distractions and addictions
the depth of my prayers
pain and power positions
seems i'm drifting, spinning
no more the innocence when young
who am i to become to survive
this ain't living, story of my life
joined by smiles and dev'lish grins to kill time
trying to find and free me
find a dream
round and round it goes
and at the end
here i am again

cranking up the volume till i'm blown away
past the roof and sirens to some other place
residing in the silence of this getaway
no matter how chaotic reality is... it fades away
here i sit, trying not to shake
as my life slowly dissipates
surrounded till drowning in senselessness i stray
from the smiles of younger dayz
searching for something to replace...

i need some room to breathe and be me
and so i disappear tonight
seems recently i've been kinda less inclined to sleep but more deceased
no matter how hard i try--- can't seem to be me
so if you feel you're up to running wild
you've got my number plus we share a style
sometimes to live you gotta go outside of the smiles of your younger dayz
searching for us in this place

download in the "buy" link. It goes to the bandcamp page. All tracks should be "name your price."

Younger Dayz >> funkbluesy indie triphop w/ neon smoke downtown around sunset solitude

Chill. Like major. I know, right? Just kinda resets your whole vibe. Name your price  DL of all of our stuff (a LOT more) at the "Buy" link. Better to get it from there. It's in .wav format there. Sounds a little better. The vibe is like the name, its just the feel of a peaceful energy. The color of the vibe or how it hit me was like a bleached golden blue color, like if you were at the beach watching the sunrise but it was all in blues and golds with silver highlights and faded. Some kinda shit like that. I dunno.

**Bleached Golden Blue >> ambient mix of liquid light & digital vapor vibe(it's peace)

video~~~>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wb5BieBDq-o
As far as the music, to me, even tho it's Charlie doing all of the real guitar work, 
 the whole vibe is just about the beauty of pure feminine energy. Seeing folks with nothing on... no preconceived notions, not trying to be anyone or impress anyone, not puffing up but not backing down... just not giving a shit and BEING... pure BEING BE-ing Being... completely free and at peace with their self, that feminine side, the artsy, water, flowing and peaceful balancing stuff. Yes, a cartoon clown said that. Yes, with a guitar. 

Anyways, so, dig it, Slikk on bass, The Jhayde (Charlie) on guitar, the byrd on another guitar, and the clown (Zeph) on another guitar. So that leaves you on the drums and whatever else. We sat around playing it back, did a drum set with Tyy and he had the idea to leave it open. Mainly because he didn't dig on the drum part he did, but the reason he said he didn't dig on it is because he said he was hearing too many different ways it could go (slow down tempo stuttering echo'd trap kits.... reggae style... house... ambient...) and we all looked at the little guy like, "Very profound." He's the youngest and that level of musical maturity was just downright inspiring. So... download... add on drums and whatever else. Have fun with it. We'll pressure him and be really horrible bandmates to him until he picks a style too. lol. Peace and blessings and understandings to yous and yours, yeah? Sweet deal. Downloads are all name your price at the "buy" link. Goes to Bandcamp.

**Nothing On (stripped version 123bpm)>> stellar sexy cloud of light & intimate psychedelic guitar

as the sunset sets its teeth into my veins i stumble on
i'm so tired
blank, but i can feel my eyes perspire
and every memory my leaking eyes restore to watercolor's digging in
i dig in
try to reach a little higher

[chorus]
maybe if i could just slip or maybe find a-way
some way to fly today
and if i died what do i care?
maybe i could learn to love my lack of hideaways
that would be flyy,
but what would be left of i?

[verse2]
eyes burned by all the day and night
and i crack and peel into new skins
from town to town
but still no place to lay my head on down
the faces change, the hearts the same
same ups and downs all along this plane
and it's plain insane how insane is normal
and nothing is everything

maybe if i could just slip or maybe find a-way
some way to fly today
and if i died what do i care?
maybe i could learn to love my lack of hideaways
that would be flyy,
but what would be left of i?

[bridge]
if i could somehow ride the sub down
through this cluttered emptiness of this grey daze
to the heydays that i never knew
but i wish i grew up in with you
that would be cool

and if you and i could go
someday away, so far away
what would you say?
cause it would be great
but it's just killing me
to find a-way
but its well worth the wait

maybe if i could just slip or maybe find a-way
some way to fly today
and if i died what do i care?
maybe i could learn to love my lack of hideaways
that would be flyy,
but what would be left of i?
(that's me, now)

maybe if i could just slip or maybe find a way
some way to fly today
and if i died what do i care?
maybe i could learn to love my lack of hideaways
that would be flyy,
but what would be left of i?
(that's me, now)

all of our songs are "name your price" at that buy link. Free is a price. Just saying. Donate if you can but dude, we've been plenty broke all too many times and had to jack a song to get our heads right. Here the jackings legal!

someDay aWay >> light easy indie piano trip/hip hop

So dig it, there's a room in the asylum (where we live: https://zephaniahchesterfi.wixsite.com/tzcp/post/granted-asylum-home-sweet-hoo0omg) which we kinda built out of playing cards. Ty and me thought it would be dope to have a "house of cards" and so far it's one of the more friendly rooms. Some of our favorite jams were in here and we just went back in and ripped another one. You get sicka wasting your living and getting nothing from life tryna keep the lights on, dig me, and you gotta rip now and then. I ain't seen no ghosts or nothing in this room (yet) because some other ones are haunted, but if there are, they fully support the music and jam sessions.

As always, there's a "Buy" link. Really it's a "donate if you want, or free download if you want" link. Name your price. We try not to let money stop folks from getting music. A song can make or break you worse than money ever could.

**Wet Prince and The Nilla Sun Light String  >> pop surf rock nice clean and to the point

I must embrace the winds of change
and blow dust and blood off my swords
explosions held back in ignorance
as pain and war knock on all doors
devils rise, like those before
and when in hell devil's adored
except by swords bathed in light
growing is our appetite

brains dammaged, can't remain cabbage
grown too savage, blades knowmaddic
pastors cashed in on disasters
as faster bishops mastered castling
but chesst moves between dark and light
separate states from mind and souls bite
as lures and hooks and beats ignite
growing is our appetite

left to starve and die in alleys
as lies and money burned the valleys
land was stolen along with minds
dollar bills kept their facade
hemp, soil, electro?-- gassed
as towers clouded the patriots acts
now slavery's back, she wants a fight
growing is our appetite

lock and load, punk, let's rock and roll
funk you up and down soul syndrome
since revolutions retard for massa's cards
beasts on shoulders leave 'em scarred
hands and minds... or heads will roll
kings' and queens' full houses fold
grab the spades, jacks play suicide
growing is our appetite

i've had enough music to last me till
it makes as much sense as dollar bills
same things just different words and tunes
consumes time but still leaves lives screwed
the time to sign and sing is dead
my vote's cast in the molds bloodshed
i wont be coming home tonight
growing is our appetite

lesser things have now grown great
music and other ways to masturbate
i could care less, that's not my life
lets water-walk, spread sight like Christ
they'll kill us but we'll just come back
the secret meditation attracts
what the bleep we know is hindsight
growing is our appetite

last but not least, let's go beast for beast
see who's death brings more increase
spreads more light, lights more fires
fires more shots, shots take men higher
hired guns vs fresh blades
minimum wage war monopoly games
death comes for all, one way to survive
growing is our appetite

mama's been reduced to words
as manhoods sold to death on curbs
in hitler's ghettos now perfected
no wonder i'm blessed with this death wish
born and made in the pyramid scheme
printed on the american dream
bodies will die, but it's alright
growing is our appetite

fresh blades
zcp (shit from the kid with the wings and fangs) 004041314





Shit From the Kid With the Wings and Fangs

fresh blades  >> rock n rolla electro samurai hip hop consciousness

our time is close
we march along
holding face until allowed to spill blood
in the black snow

we've seen the guns
we've crossed the lines
you've watched us war
soon-- no sidelines
just real
in the black snow

well there's that fire in eyes
that years from now may spill even death's blood
as underground they scatter about
luring heads
as i tread lightly
on all sides of fields 
covered in wishes and screams
crosses line the gates
some mothers die for kids to get by
but some swords just can't sit still for long
softly you step
tip-toe over the tip of grace
wide-eyed smile
as jokers with horns lead you
to tighter chains
so now we fall as black snow upon the fire
who will melt away pressurized
who will stain as blood on the wire

our time is close
we march along
holding face until allowed to spill blood
in the black snow

we've seen the guns
we've crossed the lines
you've watched us war
soon - no sidelines
just real
...in the black snow

black snow aka why the smile (2nd draft)
zcp (shit from the kid with the wings and fangs) 005041414
Bandcamp or the "buy" link is where the download is.

Shit From the Kid With the wings and Fangs

Black Snow >> Dark Spanish guitar samurai revolution indie trip/hip hop

Soooo.... we have a Tyy.... aaaannnnnd.... yeah. This is what happens when you leave him at the computer. I told Charlie not to do the keys but NOOooOOooo... no one listens to me. And then we get this. I'm like,  "Little bro... wtf?" He's all smiling like, "Remember that ONE date slash (no pun intended) kickback I went out with that chick, Kaleigh, in Iowa during that 2 day layover? And she wanted to go on that haunted hay ride thing?...." And at that... I walk away and don't want to know anymore.

There's a "Buy" link. Like usual its really a "donate if you want or free download if you want" link.

**chainsaws and hedge mazes on a first date  >> fun horror piano hip hop instrumental axe chase

It's fun, right? ((looks at you sternly)).... right?  Right. Anyways, so we just funked out a groove. This is more of a gift for Charlie and any other guitarist or writer and it's got enough space in it for you to get down or just friggin get your chicken neck strut, dig me? It's from the DEDSTOP project.

There's a "Buy" link. Like usual its really a "donate if you want or free download if you want" link.

**JennifortyfourMag  >> smooth blacklight  stonerdelic cruiser chunky-butt-funky rock badassery

one we did with my bro's band. Sometimes Me, him (Byrdo) and Charlie will all just jam out, sometimes with Tyy instead of Chuckers... sometimes Slikk instead of Tyy... sometimes full house (or room)....  either way we have fun. When its done we're all looking at each other and at the music, like, "umm... who's thing is this going under? Who's band name are we putting on it?" LMAO!!!! Fun to have folks on the same vibe, AMAZING to be creative and free to get down, but all of the business and technical bullshit is just stupid. NONE of us care much of anything about that, which is why we all get along. We just dig making tunage.

**Vodka And Whiskey (vampires And Werewolves)... done for Jaiden Malone

Dope chill thing Slikk did chopping some stuff up. All of us here actually have a version of that song we dig. Pretty cool kinda bonding point with the crew. This one is cuts form the Pomplamoose version of "Nature Boy". I dig the Miles Davis one and the Ron Hassel version which Charlie digs too, but she digs the Bowie one more. Tyy showed this one to Slikk who actually digs the Nat King Cole and George Benson versions. Primus did a song called Nature Boy too which was dope. I'm digging this one tho, too. But I'm a cartoon clown, what do I know about good taste. Tyy's favorite one? Celine Dion.

**Lovesong >> "Nature Boy" hip hop mashup instrumental. pretty chill. almost lofi.

❤❤❤❤ this song. It's about a guy's last night at work at a large major company before his last meal. This was like back in the early 00's. I kno, right?! Not that we're ahead of our time, but we have no time here.

Lyrics:
(( shots in the person running for the door)) Ha... ok?!
This is fine... this is fine. I do it.. i do it.... ((prepares supper))

I in a room full of blood puddles
all pretty mannequins
shot up and chopped up-- I laugh!
They laugh at me slaving
dying for penny
now they who has many? 
"they doesn't has any," I laugh.
as society running, she hiding
I laugh
but my gun? She is hasing the one bullet left--
so she has the last laugh

Police hate "me"
tv make me krazy
all cause I the yellow, or brown, or i-black
I only returning the lesson I learning
you bend and you twist and you pull me
and so I snap.
as society quietly riot, I laugh
but my gun? She is hasing the one bullet left--
soon she stand up and clap.

Now...
I no suicidal, I live by my bible
but "good" sit and watch
as the hole world sing 
and kiss Devils' asssssss... cheeks...
now I sick of crying
and praying and "trying"
to stay in this Hitler Matrix
who enslaves you ass.... holes

The media she say 
"Me a kraaazy monster!"
but I just you son or you daughter
or you in the back
of your mind
you are saying, "Is fine..."
as you day and you life rot away
... maybe in time you laugh?
Either shove money monkey world off of you back
or collapse, then WE laugh
SEE?! Now you singing like me!!!
But trust me-- you bullet?
She is having last ((supper))

Warmest Jesters >> 1 of the lightest fun dark twisted bits of honesty you may ever experience

**Emilies like these (from the grass version)>> chill dirty sonic rock open field &sky chick salute

Charlie... when Charlie says, "I was working on something..." then you plug in, press record and work on it. When Charlie says, "Sounds good enough for me" then you press play. Charlie knows her shit. Buy link is the download link. Name your price. Anywhere from free to $50 should do it. If you wanna donate more than $50 for a song, have at it. We'll take all the help we can get and put it to good use.

**AnnieBodied >> desert rock that boom boom claps and does some crazy crystal arabic sh*t

Yup. So this is Charlie. She plays guitar in our band. More about her on our site. Yes, those are wings. She has wings. She said this was a pic of her in highschool. Thing is, her dad's an anime vampire and her mother is an Ecuadorian guardian angel, so, as to when this was taken...??? She still hasn't told us how old she is. She just says, "I am... period. I just am." and then there may be a threat afterwards, and you don't wanna push that threat because of both sides, but moreso her mom's side. People think vampires are more terrifying than angels. Vampires kill people on person at a time. An angel can rain planets of fire onto planets of people at one time. ......Yeah.

**Cute Lil' Hurricane (Bandit Version) >> Arabic dark ambient indie bonfire folk electro house rock

** star tracks are instrumentals >> song vibe after arrows. Go comment crazy. We dig it.
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Peace. Blessings. Understandings 2U. Thank you for being and being here.
Portal dimension jumping barhopping all styles whatever band from Limbo Philly. Tyy (drums), Charlie (guitar/keys), Slikk (bass/tables), Zeph (zeph stuff), Byrdo (ghost member). On a quest for the purest forms of BEING BEing Being thru exploring tones, and vibes. We did everything you see and hear here. We call our style/genre "Blacklight Vomit" because. So now you know what it sounds like.

Maaan, everybody and their mama is "doing music" nowadays. Thanks for picking us out of the pile and giving us some time. There should be a link to all the DLs (that "buy" link) which goes to the main site. Usually it's all donation/"name your price". Times are stupid and money shouldn't get between you and a vibe you need to get you to the next level or stable on the one you're on, dig me? Main website is where EVERYTHING is. Like EVERYTHING everything. Stories behind the songs & band, blog, downloads, books, vids, music, daily life, philosophy, spirituality, pictures, links to everything everywhere.... Blog is interesting diary thing if u think so. We make music.

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