King Of Dirt

An Odd Future'esque Tape.

I always wanted to make something like this as a kid.

This tape was all recorded early too mid 2021, lot's of recording in the cold but overall a good time. Lot's of progress made as both a artist as well as a engineer. 

Funny you don't think about it but every rough mix turned passable
really does help you grow. I've got a process now, and let me tell you
the vault has never been fuller. 

Gotta get some stuff out so we can move down the line. 

Super excited.

As always, Stay Good; 

Mason.

599 & Friends

599 & Friends Ft BARDO, STOIC BEATS, and BTMJ

prod by 
Dxrk ダーク
Original edm song is “Rave”
Rocket league keep stealing beats before I post too 💀
Like Freezing🦋🦋🦋

Team 6

Hey. You guys know I am being framed for arson? Yeah... the lady that told my family to come live with her, because she wanted to help us buy a house, so our kids could have a home of their own? Well, we moved out to her place, and then our house burned down and she told the cops that I confessed the whole thing to her... Uh huh. Makes total sense. Thanks police state. Thanks, jealous biologically competitive psychopath.

Anyway, I did the only thing I could think to do in a time like this: I recorded an album called The Burn House. I mean, it would take a miracle to save my family. Maybe by some miracle I can get rich and famous or something, so that at least my children will have rent money while I'm enjoying a prison marriage to Clearance, or Henry, or whatever...

This album has a lot of firsts surrounding it. First time I've ever been framed for arson, first time I've ever faced 2-12 years in jail while my kids are still babies, first time I've ever written an album about being framed for arson, and the first time I've ever been unafraid to sing about GOD.

Go figure.

The release of Part 1 will be like... this weekend? I don't know. Whenever I feel like it. I'm in a mood, you know, just one of those things.

I'm going to upload 5 songs first, and then upload the rest one at a time until it's all up.

I recorded this album with a guitar I built myself, and then lit on fire so that it's now charred and shiny, a $100 laptop, a few bits of gear I got all together for $50, free software, and I did it in my Prius while hiding from the police because I had a warrant. I finished it, turned myself in. I'm out on bond now, with an ankle monitor and everything...

Several times I was screaming into a microphone, in the driver's seat of my Prius, while the music blared in my headphones, only to finish the take and look over to see some old dude shaking his head at me, because to him it's just some guy yelling into a microphone for no reason. To him, my awkward yelling was all he could hear so it's all there was.

This has still been the most beautiful recording experience I've ever had, even considering the circumstances. I haven't made music in years, but this is the most enlightening period of my life, and I kept waking up with songs in my head. The one about dying by the sword? Wrote that in jail, after I snitched on a drug dealer for bringing fentanyl into the pod, and the whole pod found out and started staring me down. I was MINUTES away from being jumped when suddenly for no reason I was bailed out to the tune of thousands of dollars. Someone loves me.

The lyrics are the most I've ever felt, meaning, when you listen to my other stuff it's good, and I loved recording all of it... but this stuff makes me tear up, as in it would have taken one day to record (instead of weeks) if I could have just gotten through ANY of the takes without crying or flipping out and breaking my hand on the steering wheel

Angels Are Literally Real

The Edge Of Our Limits

Wake

The Burn House

Warrior's Homecoming Hymn

Philippians 310

Composition: Karlit-O-Kay
Acoustic-Guitar and Vocals: Karlit-O-Kay
All other instruments, Production and Sound-Mix: Karin-Maria Brunner.
At this point: Special thanks to Karin-Maria, for her very own careful, patient and prudent approach to the production of the song

When I met my wife almost 25 years ago, none of my friends and relatives gave a single damn about this relationship. We were quarrelling often and got into each other's hair over every little thing.
Interestingly however, some couples, who at that time were somewhat complacent about their great harmony, are no longer together today. At some point, so much conflict dirt had accumulated under the flowery carpet, that the permanent smile turned into hostility, contempt and finally: Separation. 
My wife and I still quarrel today - although not as intensely and often as before. But then as now these sometimes painful disputes often lead to a an even deeper and more tender encounter. 
In view of this dialectic, I had the idea of naming this song, which describes our relationship, "Wild Harps". 

Wild Harps

No, that's not possible
No, it can't be 
These perennial squabblers 
Can't even be together anymore

Always murder and mayhem 
With a lot of screaming and door slamming
Come on, don't tell me lies 
That's all over and done with already

Ooh no, it's true
Wild Harps
Do they stick together 
This couple, that lives 
In spite of minor scratches 

I bet it goes on forever
Even further

Many friends thought 
They won't last long
How they clashed
The safety fuse is about to blow

Harmony and peace 
Was a foreign word for them
Many marriages have been divorced 
But they survived every relationship murder

Ooh yes, it's true
Wild Harps
Do they stick together 
This couple, that lives 
Even with small scratches 

I bet, that this forever...
I bet, that this forever...
I bet, that this forever...

...Goes on

... That this goes on
Bet, bet...
...That this goes on
Bet, bet...
...That this goes on

Deutscher Originaltext:

Wilde Harfen

Nein, das gibt`s doch gar nicht
Nein, das kann nicht sein
Diese ewigen Streithammel 
Können doch gar nicht mehr zusammensein

Ständig Mord und Todschlag 
Mit viel Geschrei und Türenknall`n
Komm erzähl mir keine Lügen
Das ist doch schon längst aus und vorbei

Ooh nein, es ist wahr
Wilde Harfen
Halten die zusammen 
Dieses Paar, das lebt 
Trotz kleiner Schrammen 

Wetten, dass das noch ewig weitergeht
Noch weitergeht

Viele Freunde dachten 
Das halten die nicht lange aus
Wie die aufeinander krachten
Da fliegt die Sicherung doch gleich raus

Harmonie und Frieden
War für die beiden ein Fremdwort
Viele Ehen wurden schon geschieden 
Doch sie überlebten jeden Beziehungsmord

Ooh ja, es ist wahr
Wilde Harfen
Halten die zusammen 
Dieses Paar, das lebt 
Trotz kleiner Schrammen. 

Wetten, dass das noch ewig weiter…
Wetten, dass das noch ewig weiter…
Wetten, dass das noch ewig weiter…

….Geht

….daß das noch weitergeht
Wetten, Wetten…
…daß das noch weitergeht
Wetten, Wetten…
…daß das noch weitergeht

Together with Karin-Maria Brunner

Widle Harfen (Wild Haprs)

Wilde Harfen

Wilde Harfen (Wild Harps) (Engl. Lyrics In The Intro)

Musical Influences: Son House, Gil Scott Heron, Radiohead, White Stripes, Bright Eyes, Neutral Milk Hotel, Animal Collective, Aesop Rock, Eminem, Nine Inch Nails, The Mountain Goats, Andrew Jackson Jihad, Pink Floyd, Alice In Chains, Built To Spill, Die Antwoord, Modest Mouse, Tool, Saul Williams, etc.

Literary Influences: Charles Bukowski, Sylvia Plath, Emily Dickinson, JM Barrie, Saul Williams, Robert Frost, Orson Scott Card...

Personal Influences: poetry, music, wine, swords, girls, pretty lights, birds, computers, fiction, allegory, drawings, Asia, Africa, bears, cosmology, ontology, philosophy, fights in the rain, broken guitars leaving splinters in my drunk-numb fingers, flowers picked but never gifted out of cowardice, flowers picked and then given out of love, flowers picked and then placed in my hair out of pride, melted books, thunderstorms on good friday, dreams about trees staring me down in the forest, crackheads trying to stab me, cults trying to have me.  Old pickup trucks.  Corn fields.  The blizzard of '98.  Relationships with crazy women.  Coyotes.  My eyes in the mirror...

What's important: my family.

The Edge Of Our Limits

Zero Point Star

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