An Update!

Howdy! We have a Blog up at http://FollowingSatellites.com/blog It contains a bit about us. As a Band called the Following Satellites. This will continue to be a Scratch pad of information and music for the band but recently we have been working on getting the songs up to par with that of what we want. So that means less new stuff and more of the same older stuff but made better. So far we have been working a lot on the No one At Your Door song, and trying to get that right. The BadmanJ has been with the condenser mic for a week or so now so those lyrics should be tightened up soon. And the other stuff I should be recording will be up as soon as the Badman get his stuff together.

Thank you all for listening and exploring our music. I must say I have been having a great time making everything for everyone, and I am sure the same could be said from Badman. But I'll not put words in his mouth.

I did not write anything of worth tonight but tomorrow I am hoping for a more exciting musical night. I wrote some stuff, but the music was less than 30 seconds long and fairly uninteresting so I am leaving it off for tonight.

The process tomorrow should knit together better.

Look forward to giving you move music on the morrow.

See you everyone!


Also look for the Facebook page for Following Satellites! We update that with our latest endeavors. Most of the time we point back here, or http://Followingsatellites.com but it is worth it to stay up to date with us!

Santas Up In This B**** 2.mp3

Welcome in the Christmas season with this new holiday classic.

BeholdTheLion.wav.mp3

JealousofTheAttention.wav.mp3

PitifulMelodies.wav.mp3

Whipped up in a few minutes. These next few songs are going to be less than songs and more ideas that will later be fleshed out. Enjoy!

Iphone_mixdown.mp3

Here is a very much BadmanJ featurette. Crafted entirely by him. Enjoy, as it is pretty awesome.

SomethingLikeAPassion_mixdown.mp3

Hey now, I got it done under the wire tonight, but I did not post it in time, so this looks like it was done today, but it was actually Thursday when it was finished. So I still win... so far... Been wildly busy living a real human life, which is odd, but I am still able to get this music out to test me. As per usual!

A few seconds of silence on this one as well, be aware so you do not crank your headphones and kill your hearing with the initial blast of music.

Enjoy!!!

it starts with a small note

here and there

a dab of color

just something

to bring more life into this world

A creation

all but a babe

every time

indulge these alien moments

revel in the privacy of the shadows

I beg

just beg

another more breath

I need more time to bring this to its own

just as a breeze for the machines

ill approach it

cold as ice

But every moment breathing fire

Any more pushing and these dams will break

leveling any progress

One step

One step

I say circling

I mean swallowing

Its all in the wrist

shuttling back and forth

something to end this

feeling less than forgotten

Dying for the art

Patience for the endless

circling circling

ill be there with you as the music changes

every drop another in the well

This standing pool of water

needs a brick

choose it wisely

Bring it whiskey

pour this over again

until it is all leached out

leech it out

leech it out

leech it out

RottenLikePlacenta_mixdown.mp3

Horrible name, wonderful song. I loved making this one. Song four for day four.

(mind the first 8 seconds of silence, it'll get you.)

hold me in your hands

your sweet salve from the golden light

hold me high in the eye sight

just once more

with this ill lay on the grass bedding

the dew from the morning

sticking my shirt to my skin

or is that the eyes

dripping down to my cheeks

grieving over the sandy hairs

of a lover that could have been

caught up in the looks of the idols

self indulgent chaos

swift cleaving of the generals

down by the hatchet

warfare of the blind chasing the blind

chasing the blind

half a face in the sun

beaming down on the wretched

glimmering that eye sparkling hope

cast down like hail from a Nebraska storm

all this mystery for a hope gone

breezy in the distance is your own shoulder

caught left laying in the road

take it back

take it back

its your own life

once in a great while

turn and face me with something more

than a solemn look

your words fall so superficial

onto the ears of the hopeful

it is enough for them

it is enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

Cant be any more a loner

you misunderstand your objectives

InWithMovementFour.wav.mp3

TheBuckle.wav.mp3

My -a song a day- started yesterday with this little diddy.

Isolated

dreamer

Stuck in a world

devoid of this reality

Sucked into the dimension of justice

Seeking the secreted coldness

of a murders view

Such intensity

found in the silent

Consuming the blinking of an eye

a breath off center

These hands do not under stock vivid expressions

A knife in each eye

so you fancy yourself a pragmatic

gift those senses my way

like a sin wrapped in gold

your ways entice me

so subversive

but so wonderful

like a warmth to steal my soul

Your world trapped in this so called isolation

you seem so at the ready

but you fail to run

Where is the selfish conquest

Soooooooo ghastly

soooooooo beautiful

these butterflies will not go away

its the pull of your gravity

circles me round

a moth to a flame

open the door for this withered beast

ooooooooo your face

ooooooooo your questioning looks even give me the chills

Can I be the one to dream in your isolation

Can I be the light to your vacuum

Burning brightly in the cold

I know you are in there aching to see how the times have changed

The words you speak

damage the pestilent

To fall into this lust

begs to render this complete house to shatters of glass

How can you love what has no flame

How can you find craving in the nightmare

Your ways disturb my eternity

My hate cleans up this world

Its time to grow.

RubberNeck.wav.mp3

Unsure if this song is going badmanJ lyrics or Ehkolite lyrics, so I wrote some of my own for now. We will see how it pans out.

Sit back and enjoy the collab work from this past weekend with Muzz, Mac, and me.

touched aren't we all

by your tiresome hands

Over all the flesh and sweat

Your need to taste

Everything you see

Sitting alone dispossessed is your kin

noted that your ways are turning the loved

into orphans of sexual thrashing

Your fire is spreading

like a disease

The ones you care about taking a back seat

Your hands spreading the fantasies

wide open

in your head

Pull your self together man

You're all over the place

Your focus is far from what you are living

You had those times

its over and done

but you're locked into disaster

One life is not enough to live

the way you are cutting up

into bits

the people around you

Indulge no more

Or risk

even more the love

even more the pain

and even more the monster inside you

coming to an even uglier head

These words are lost in hopeless space

inside the man is unchallenged

and the victims still live

very much aware

very much ashamed

To your personal hell

let your feet lead you

and bring the orbitals along

sing this all the way home

Drape yourself in the scents of the women you'll never love

consume more poison and quench more thirsts

close eyed and undisturbed

these paths all point home

home to your hell

self devised

self contained

another piece of wood for the fire

quietly we will watch

for the nitroglycerin

cannot be moved

LightAtTheEndOfItAll.wav.mp3

This song is wildly unfinished, but as per the name of this site, it is just for unfinished fun! I love this song!

I have never seen

The light in it all

always there is something

occluding the brilliance

this best stance

left laying on the ground

so far from the light

rooting

shouldering the glimmering seasons

awakened for a prayer

off these lip

claiming the reward for himself

Save us all will you?

what gives you the right

what gives me the right

Climbing back into the dirt

your clothes are glowing

I cannot stand

the light at the end of it all

leaving me shouting inside

reticent to allow intrusion

I cannot bleed for this atrocity

I am a vessel of an entity

that breathes for your life

I am choking it to bits

I hate the world it lives in

Cannot see past its own skin

I'm a deficit of rewards

Your life reflect a failure

when applied to this carriage

I do not deserve this

I do not deserve this

I do not deserve this

I cannot find the will

to keep on this path

To keep on this path

To keep on this path

forever

Your glory

your friendship

I resigned

I am a barren wasteland

to this foreign soil

I once called home

Come claim me if you dare

I am not sure I am prepared

I am not sure I am prepared

to give it all up for you

I m digging down

And rooting inside myself

Where is our life together

I'm way down in a bottle

and I'm seeing no end to this rift

PLeeeeeeeeeease just another sip

pleeeease just save me

I cannot beg you anymore

in languages I cannot use

in the format I don't understand

these words have lost all meaning

Crushed

under foot

Saved by the words long lost

remembered by the rotten and followed by the same

I'm in rags in this plane

and I'm sitting in filth

I never thought to cling to

I need you now

I need you now

and I keep finding nothing clutched in my hands

you're not even disappearing

you've just never been

but have you

but have you

but have you

but have you been there

but have you

but have you

but have you been there...

NoOneAtTheYourDoor_mixdownV8.mp3

An Updated Version of No One At Your Door. We are working on some visual aids to go along with this song. BadmanJ got his rap on for the end of the song. Enjoy it!

(Mixdown reveals a +7 dbs on BadmanJs vocals. Whoops)

NoOneAtTheYourDoor_mixdownV5.mp3

Hey guys! And Gals! After being in the studio for most of the month trying to put on a live show with limited resources we are back to the starting point! And clearly screaming out of the gate with a few really fun songs!

This is the first of a few we are working on. This is a rough draft of a new song called: No one at Your Door. The badman has not yet gotten all of his words on the song, mostly due to my broken vocal cords the past few days. But I think the structure is pretty much complete. There may be slight changes later, but what Ehk'olite/Following Satellites song have I not changed slightly (or over eagerly) from the original.

We are still trying to find a good way to get HTML5 players made up. I know those on iPhones are having a few issues with our flash based players so we are working on it. Additionally we are working with the FollowingSatellites.com site.

The element of clean is what we are working for and I think we established that. However with a brand new unpackaged version of Dreamweaver from my archives that I thought lost; We can have HTML functionality in a WYSIWYG format again.

Here are the lyrics:

Delicate and complicated

this system of intricate parts

wired together and winding

down the steps into the traffic

the sidewalk glistens with the sweat on the

brows

nodding heads

systematically digest the wreckage

In nightmares

and in homes

across the circuitry

these games played on the

faces of children

like the words across a book

these lives run parallel to each other

distorted as the eyes shift perception

There's no one at your door tonight

You sit awash in the vaporous light in the

shadows

Unconsumed by the system of satisfaction

Just another town

just another boat on the horizon

Simplistic once again

destructive and soothing

energy spent to gather the memories

human in its finest suit

today is not the day they wished

by the hands of the living

these days no one wishes

so desired

So feared

Can you please excuse the paper doll clothing

like a drag queen facing the sun

Held in gods arms

burying the hatchet with 80 proof cylinders

The shine on your face could use a dash of

powder

Seemingly so proud

Ill never be in your shoes

To see the world as you do

characteristic of you to show such passion

In suffering

we learn that the real pace cannot be measured

by our own hands

Time scatters sands to the screaming air

Lost and unraveling in the skylines

Confusing the short sighted

Envisioning the plots revered

ever softly found in the eyes of these lives

Captivated by this lecture

My life for hers

You whittle away at my tension

Dreaming so lost in this turmoil

You do not know the collapse

A vacuum of condensing pain

no understanding for a life lost

only my selfish confusion

Is this the defeat I am poised for

How can you bleed me to make up for her

Ive pushed the envelope some more

Tensing at the sound of her name

as such a man could fail this way

I claim the wreckage as mine

Ill take it all with me

Or Ill give it to you

Insolvent.mp3

Insolvent masters of misery

called in like a favor to the blind

"see me"

For the love of god

can we please just shine this spot light

on the seas of innocents

innocents?

can we bring out the dead

Trolleys full of half breathing

lacerated

half burned shrapnel laden

souls in the great green lawn

lush and wonderful

nothing like the swamp in the hearts

of the high eyed boiling rooms

Insolvent toleration stemmed with glass

flowing flowing over the hands of the weary

great theories of the dissent

gratitude fallen on jealous mouths

Time spent wondering at the walls

fingers grown heavy with tattered flesh at the ends

boney lines drawn in the ivy

gestures on glass once more

still there is nothing in spot light

but the vacancy remembered by your heavy weight

Insolvent are these mentions of your name

The gravely pills of your presence

taking me one step backwards again

driving me ever further into the shade

clean up the vanity so I can escape

New Song: ToTheFutureOfFathers_mixdownFinished.mp3

So many words, I am not going to post the book of words tonight. Listen and enjoy.

OOOOOOH SHOOT!!!

Hi ya! I am terribly sorry about shorting you guys out on music recently! But if you have not already heard, we have a band now! The name of the band is Following Satellites! Come over and visit us on our new website! FollowingSatellites.com You might recognize a few songs.

Right now we have been working diligently as a band trying to get together all of us and crank out some good old fashioned hits in the form of songs.

I have not been over here in some time, but I am scratching together other songs in the mean time I will get on this site in a few days, but for the most part I have been really hard at work perfecting the other songs for the show we have.

That is right, a show! October 15th, 2010! At Gullifty's Underground. Come see us play. The whole gang will be there: The Ehkolite, BadmanJ, Muzz, BoneJob, and Jmac.

Rap, Rock, and a whole lot of red and white! Come out and get a button or sign up for a post card mailing list!

We will see you there!

SadArtInManagingPossessions_mixdownVocal.mp3

in a true way
we are all collectors
pulling the resources of the land
taking on the world
by way of designs
and packages
pushing our way through the crowd
to collect

its a dragging down of the loss
and a misery filled adventure
turned brown and shriveled
against the glass
against the bulbs

im a greedy war lord
for the unbridaled
allotment of things
passioned
divination
dispelling the art
controlled by your fathers
undistrubed on the edge of the bed
lays my wine glass
everything is tossing the collection
bedside

Climb in bed to clambor on to the hills
fun searching for that perfect
something
elegant and sequned
tie it down
force it up
a total loss
nothing but negative
but this collection grows
in the body of the mountains
take another one
take another one
take another one

In the dress
out of the dress
on the dresser
in the living room

He is watching each pedal taken
WE have all done so much worse
a second again
we lose the passion
but the rekindling of the warfare
brings everything back from darkness

in a true way
we are all collectors
pulling the resources of the land
tossed into our bag
no one set to distract
alone we are self destructors
use and consume
again against the glass

it is not always beauty that distracts
sometimes it is the mission
the conquest
to capture what we cannot have

Judgement and displicable filth
you gravity of torture
suck it all down
ill feed it to you
Youll feed on it
as the days pass
I am guilty as you
about it though, ill never laugh

NotMyAudienceV2_mixdown.mp3

Darkness is not the only form I take
when I stare at pictures of you
I have a sense of pride in the actions
A realization of the skin as a whole
Im not so shallow I do not allow
but the mannerisms I must reject

cannot help but screen my lenses
Im just a mess compared to the bright lights
and the lusting and cream from your lips
Im not the cut up type with the mean streak
But im thinking my time is better spent
alone in this dark room

im just a gun with a bullet
loaded and tensed
im never going off
empathy and sympathy are discarded functions
such a cold wire wrapped around my tongue
ill not mouth your words
its a life not worth living
follow me and be lost in ruin
diagnose me as a failure
take my drugs and slip away from here.

antogonists tell me to stop
leave me a crippled mess on the floor
im so lonely with our blood on my hands
im paralyzed in my bed
you mean nothing to this leacherous man
im disentigrating in the dusk light
continue to stare
please

im just a gun with a bullet
loaded and tensed
im never going off
empathy and sympathy are discarded functions
such a cold wire wrapped around my tongue
ill not mouth your words
its a life not worth living
follow me and be lost in ruin
diagnose me as a failure
take my drugs and slip away from here.


Your body is so beautiful
but I cannot be part of your love
every step you take away from me
leaves me slightly colder
but I know you are running towards me
to give your life away to me
my teeth are clenched
we do not need this anymore
than we need a bomb to light a fire

im just a gun with a bullet
loaded and tensed
im never going off
empathy and sympathy are discarded functions
such a cold wire wrapped around my tongue
ill not mouth your words
its a life not worth living
follow me and be lost in ruin
diagnose me as a failure
take my drugs and slip away from here.


im such a follower to my hands
creating like a mother
romanticized
fawn over me
and ill drift away
because this audience is not for me

SuddenlyJustAGodIsNotEnough_mixdown.mp3

numbers and women
gods and a sound
this blanket of surrounded noise
its the good fight to know Im healing
Im hoping these insides can hold
Im tensed up with a million fibers
all putting taught with the energy I had for you
Im empassioned by your ways
and my heart is sealed to you
Im having trouble finding the words
but I keep spilling them all over the page
for the dream it was to hold you in my arms
though in my present sight it was only harm
I gave you nothing you could keep with any perminance
Im the only one who took
Im just the responsible one for the madness

With my gun I took your life
with your hands I ignored your pleads
on my body like a razor
cutting my skin apart
taking my heart
and I kicked it thru your chest

Im a grand plan keeper of nothing
im a champion of the souless
i made these promises and I am keeping them
come hell
come high water
come tornadoes
im bound to you in flesh
and Im not turning my back on you
even as I walked away
my stomach coming up my mouth
your journey I could not continue
your life I was a shame tied rock
crushing and conintuing to demolish

my love was to run
my steps fall with shallow sounds
like a match against the box as I flee


i was no more than a tapeworm

ill told you I would toss myself into a fire for you
Im walking my way to the volcano
this life is not good enough for me
Im no god, and I am not able to love anymore than I did

Im being careful to mind my steps
but my time has passed
Im never divorced
im a man
with a heart beyond a word

ill stand alone
if I am not by you
and this is called a postpone
my emotions locked in a box
never love again
love has taken my heart
and I can never feel again.

NorthBySundown_mixdown.mp3

increasing with every step
Im enjoying the wind
rattling the teeth in my head
This walk unnerves me in the way
sanitation occludes the virus
the passon of the work

suck me in!
Pull me down
bathe me in the light of the nation
turn me into the following

Never a moment of discrace
a withering chill of the
trees falling leaves
but the seemingly unending support

ill want to know this
in a biblical way
calling from the heavens I am home

all these barriacade keep slowing me down
im pushing and pushing and finding Im trapped
other than a door opening from the other side
I cannot see this as a possiblity
but your hand will guide me in
guide me in
guide me in


Outside the fence
watching the world drift on beyond me
alight on the horizon
keeps my heart beating
its the sky
beating with a drum of color
vapor setting fire to the darkness

The closing
down
of history
when I am done
you are lost
You will have wanted me
you could have owned me
I gave my heart to you in all my ways
but you turned your back
favoring the paper work
im on my way home

another one to add to the list of fallen souls
this chilling air only freezes now
but ill cut the stars apart
and shine the light down on you this time
to grill the favor from you
and set my back straight against the walls

tempting isnt it to have such a thought
to hold in your hands something so delicate
but suseptiable to the whims of the world
Im holding my skills
and they are rotting in my clenching hands
I cannot control the destruction
of the things I love
but you hold the key
to support
to cherish
to free me from holding these coals
hold my ashes for me

GallantTheseBeasts_mixdown.mp3

Here is the Nine Minute biggie!



grown in a lab and trained within the wall of mad men
always under estimated by each other
never pitted against the brotherhood
each striving for perfection

the blood boils in the heart
seeking a respite from this intensity
driving the souls
gallant are these beasts
stung in the heart with passion
the swelling

the heads upright

description of a warrior
behind the cold eyes of invisiable creation
delighted in the mystery of the subjigation
cold crumbling vainty falls from the sides of the skin

nothing worth fighting
collapse in a heap under the sun
betraying the amount of work pit before them
palliant metaphore for the pillar of animal
seething with raw power

unindulgant any longer
nothing inside but creation for lack of words
blazing destruction awaits the awakener of the sleeper
the beast lay in the wasteland
in plain view
no one can see the gafferty sight

A wreckage consealed within a masterpiece


the cogs turning and wheels spinning
the wash of chemicals in the tight space
burn away at the energy
resting but always seeking
burning red eyes taking in the vision
of wasted time

flowing like a rush of water out from the source
like the gush of blood from the neck of the slain
delirious the men around the machine run

run run run run
run for nothing
nothing that lasts

fleeting consumption
endless
all endless waste where the beast sleeps

DigginOnYouV2_mixdown.mp3

UnderHotCinders_mixdown.mp3

indispensable

changing

delicate fundamentalist

channeling

the profits of a god

the ever facing west ward

watching the sun set

gentle with the breeze

so thoughtless at the sense of peace

immense with a single mind

hive or single

dignified in its own way

such a passion

collect your shells from the ground

the dilitant substance

causes your violent feet to stay mired

like a cinder

frozen in place

starting the engines of the war games

nary a lost soul to the thresher

indispensable

changing

delicate fundamentalist

channeling

the profits of a god

the ever facing west ward

watching the sun set

GrownInside_mixdown.mp3

on the floor
lies a bottle
cap stuck
body inside
floating

naked
lifeless
breathing in what is left
the container
breathing slowly

each movement is like a knife
a little more in the bone
the warmth
quickly extinguishing
this tool
manifesting in the recovery room
serves as a breath of fresh air
steel and plastic
cotton
the fabric of our lives
catching the blood
catching the life
catching a dream
catching a moment
catching a soft hand
catchign a thrill
catching a part of history

there is no more a thrill now
a flood of emotions in the passionate throws
clutching the bed
hopes glimmering
with a tear in the eye
agnoy with that taste of sweat
left in the vase of life
vassel of life

mindful
never
of the tranformation
started like a super nova

we begin
we all begin
in the same dark room
later to be met with bright lights
the cold chrome
ceiling
is our imprint

not for you

not for you

your mother is a steel claw
your heart beats in a breast not your own

no one cries for you
no one cries for you

Covered in the gore of your soul
trashed and gravel
parts severed and torn to shreds
a bright light is awash on your skin
what parts are left
saved
welcome to your new home
a tube in a closet
injected with plastic

Ill pass by on my way through
nod at what was
what could have been
ill walk away
you dont exist
like the tones of your skin
you do not exist

DeadlyNightshade_mixdown.mp3

antonymous with these terms

adventure

but disgusting revelation

turned the tides to the other side

dissolving and ingested

leaking this disease

envied by the familiar

consumed by the desires

lost without the melancholy

overwhelming the senses

I'm in love with the substance

so baseless knowing the world

so loved by the groups

in charge of the destiny

many do not get offered

crushed by the oppressors

governed by the rotten

filth in the mouths

garbage in the mind

rape and kill

the many very secreted fragile souls

hidden inside those faces

overlooked by the chided

living only what they can

can we hold responsible

the men behind the man

(Injest

inject

consume

consume

dispell

dispell

ignore

ignore

ignore)

losing the war in the minds

take from the garbage what we would never touch

if we only knew the consequences

and the origins

we are consuming

the ashes of the young

bodies of the wasted

lives

we are the world

we are the man

We are the losing battle

DigginOnYou_mixdown.mp3

Another BadmanJ Song where I have no lyrics to post here. Sorry guys!

Justification_mixdownVer2.mp3

twilight
and the sun is on its way to the other
side of the world

Im in rest on the mountain side
awaiting its return

The night is cold and the darkness breeds
the terrors in the heart

Im in a mist and the world is empty
the light serves as a reminder
of the tradity it is to be alive
ill consume you in a second
dare to breathe
dare to breath me in


Chilling the power of the cells
a product of your livelihood
all around as the sex sells
youre consumed by anything you could

Daring this switch once again be pressed
what damage could it do with another
all around the desires as supposed to be blessed
in flames again, meet me again dear brother


indentured another slave to the flickering light
the all around loss
decay in the instant your eyes alight on the fire
after the time is passed
collect another

the results of your slavery
tortured the plants
torture the animals
in another maze twisting down this
corridor
unlock the door



Chilling the power of the cells
a product of your livelihood
all around as the sex sells
youre consumed by anything you could

Daring this switch once again be pressed
what damage could it do with another
all around the desires as supposed to be blessed
in flames again, meet me again another brother

in this twilight
im lonesome but never alone
but always alone in my actions
these images are the last remaining
shred of my agony
never again I swear
never again I swear
never again I swear
it always comes back to this
circiling in again
again
again


Chilling the power of the cells
a product of your livelihood
all around as the sex sells
youre consumed by anything you could

Daring this switch once again be pressed
what damage could it do with another
all around the desires as supposed to be blessed
in flames again, meet me again dear brother

BlindTwist.wav.mp3

Modesty_mixdown.mp3

undress
its the porch light
decorating your skin
with the lace surrounding your heart

im stuck shivering in this darkness
wanting more but keeping at bay my chemicals
there will be time for anything
but Im still for the moment
Just a few more inches and your
hand is on my face

One more step and youll be in my arms

its one more heart beat
the chill is through my skin
into the bones

your life is a speck and im the movement your looking for
any more stillness in this air
I could crack it with a blink
your head tilts in and my hand reaches behind
your back
the gout that reaches to the heavens
This is my love
This is my love in an instant

any remaining moments we had
are in my head
swirling and my own
you have become something more than you ever were
destined to be calm and silent
beautiful in an instant
covered in red

your heart beats with mine
one last time
im in a season of bliss

this contentment is beautiful.
your hair is beautiful
and I am surrounded by your life

OverThreshedAndTired_mixdown.mp3

twisted manifold against the caynon wall
a lifted tree in the minds eye
captured this lonely visage from a distance
are we ment to believe this is it?

a cascade of lies alighting
on the shoulders of the pateint
we are meant to believe in your fantasy?

wrough by the pain and suffering of some
selected by your truth known only by you
troubling at best your guidence tells me
that I should follow and behave your ways

Ill not subscribe to your engine of mayham
to stand and salute while we all burn
judge not me as I eat
instead judge me while I destroy
claim to know and fail
burn the world down with my mouth
and fret over the inconsiderate
tiny land mines of my life

a spilled drink
a stain on the rug
car without gas
misfortune of not winning
decay on my face
my perfect life with a misstep

Dead on my feet
and walking aside to the disatster

help lonely and lost
alive and screaming at you

My life could be taken away
and I still yet sit
still wanting to be brought to
still wanting to be fed

amongst my cofusion
lies the dead
lies the living
risen for me
and cast off by me

a ribbon of blood down the back
of the one who loved
im a killer
but he is joyful for it

in the right hand
and the right way
to learn to love is a must

to obey
to rule
a fountain of youth is death
for the man who is not of this world


could this last beyond my temporary sight
is my fantasy that I am even able to be worth
such grandiose schemes
This illusion pits me against myself
worth dying for is a scar against a man
but to not uphold what he knew
was important
is to toss that man in ashes

threshed by the mannerisms of my actions
dead to the surface
alive in my heart
ill claim this gift
ill follow you home

a given in this face of tragedy
ill request this time away from you
ill back away from the jobs at hand
youll find it in your heart to
push back and bring me in

ItSeeksSoFarDown.wav.mp3

Beneath the clouds and your gaze
it is inky and black
So dark for a world so clear
a mynute light in the distance
becomes a sun

Am I so wrong to look for a single word
as if it is a beacon to another world


To each their own and to you my dear
have a life that escalates your vision
a perputual motion to your endevors
id like to see the passion spill from you
in all of this world
turn it pink and green and gold

in this escaping darkness
I can only swim up
I can no longer tell which is up

so I am lost
but
like a spider in a jar
i have my world on a string
so much pressure all around
and I am drifting
drifting now and floating
on this ocean of life

no one knows the center
and I am no ones center
im beneath the clouds and
a gypsy to the sad
underminding your jealousy
with my own

so bright
to see the sun

im coming closer
but I am never close enough
my heart beats ever faster
enjoying the new light
beaming brightly
blue and glimmering
closer and closer
im touched

as the source of the sun
becomes a shimmering fence
i feel a pull
a rush towards the center
meeting with the bodies of group
just like me
all with a purpose
the sun goes out
as the fence closes

AfterBurn.mp3

TheGoodMarch_mixdown.mp3

METALLL!LL!L!L!LL!!L!L!LLL!L!L!!!!!!!








Blood
Scares the weak
Gravity and the skulls
Understand the reality
We are drowned in money
success measured by uniforms
meaning lost by
our warmed hands
cold in the summer
meat floating in sauce



running water
hatred not knowing
the violence of life
fight for the lowest cause
fight for comfort
in comfort

fight for comfort
in comfort

the good march is one closed eyed
abandon
misery
abandon
pain
abandon
substance
abandon
integrity
abandon
Your soul

tear gas in the night
flares lineing the street
your lives in ruin
at the coming new nightmare
youll never know this
youll just dream this

Im coming
im distilled in the blood of your heart

SafeBetsAreAlwaysWeighted_mixdown.mp3

As your bus and horizon
meet like a setting sun
im pulled by mystery
ready for the unknown

Im off now to follow my pathways
a foot map of arteries
tracing inside of a heart
always beating
internally of the world

guessing at the number of times
I have lost this bet
You know Im never content with the odds
but I am setting out
to draw the curtains

Ill hang the calander on the wall
and cut apart the days remaining
lease this oppertunity to gamble
and take away your return

Rerunning the tapes and glue
across each crack in the wall
pins in each paper
yarn between the drywall and cork
Like a spider building a web
im distilling
im distilling these numbers

drink it in
drink it in
drink it in
drink it in
im never resting until I get it right
glass after glass, and pill after pill
popping each of these images in my head
rightfully back into place

Your return breeds the inevitable
never understood
but who would understand
when you look
like a lovecraft appearsion
Having where to turn
what do you do now


Off the bus again
but you look like hell
For once I win
but this is a victory
Ill spend in silence
as my words will not do anyone any good
instead theyll fester inside

changing around to the next day
one more time to trace the letters
one more time to pace the mansion

still encased in the snow of the mountains
still encased in the shroud of my madness

OverComingTheFog_mixdown.mp3

indefinitely absured
crouched in this corner
sweating out the beads of life
my heart beating like a lost kitten
monitored by my machine like hands

I am no more a piece of furniture
incased in a plastic shell
these weathering forces
shroud me and lather me
with their love of change

Im a small part of the avalance
the catalyst to bring it all down
I twist out for a moment
taking in your gaze
all to lose it
in a blaze of self doubt

Im never there to start
but I am bringing home
the source of contention
these clouds are forming
im unconcerned at this point

Theyll take you to space
and take the life from you
out here we are never without words
but my code is all but missing your touch

On the screen I see your face
screaming out for a moment of rescue
Ill toss on my armor and take to task
inside me things are stirring
I am feeling?

Could there possibly be an animal inside this cold metal
Lost in such a fog of cigars and ammunition
I cannot smell the embers
just the mace of the rounds
ill empty clip after clip until I see your face
dead or alive
Ill take you home
in pieces or on my arm
This exterior is temporary

and there you are
just as I saw you
but youll never be the same

emptyparticles_mixdownSpacer.mp3

Sorry BadManJ needs to write up the lyrics for this. I do not have them, but you can listen and enjoy the spacing function of this mixdown.

AnythingForNothing_mixdown.mp3

Quietly
I cant help but push your limits
Im all over the stones
laying prone for a glimpes
you are an apperation worth pursuing.
growing distaste for the environment
you are a piece of work
sitting in a cesspool
how can you tend to your self
at times like these

'indistinguishable from the million
'but so capturing my attention

Catch my web as the screen fades from my sight
it is the end all
and the be all
but is this similar to my advances
an endless sort of gesture
getting no one peace of mind
but a moments rest
such a turn coat
writhing in the passions
and falling victim to the
vaporous faces gone in a blink
of an eye

Indisingushable from the millions
but so capturing my Attention (imagination)

from a thousand miles away
we are a speck
to have an eagle vision
to pick out a man
to pick out a dream

lost for words
in this chaos

Im leaving you to capture
a sound
between clenched teeth
ill capture a sound

not just another weed
but a feeling of power between my fingers
a blast of energy
and a part of the physical world
that I can wrap around me

invisable but sensitive
and fragile

Catch up to me
Im a million faces
the same blank stare
the same dull chant
but each moving
in time with the beat
flexing and chiding
coming and going
a million
indistingushable faces
captuing all
of the imagination out there.

GraspTheRail_mixdown.mp3

the challenge of getting out of the house
submitting to the everlasting brews
im in a world of creativity
lost on a sea of whiskey and seclusion

it is a lie to say I am not able to stand
but I am far from being able to cope
im no liar, but I am full of deception
awash again in this alcoholic steepage

Casual observations made by the passing
we all look like inventions of the divine
be it a God, or a miricale
we are unstoppibly enchanting
mercyless to the evolution of insanity

ill check in and check out
catch me while I am lucid
for a temporary conversation
but like a light with a bad filiment
ill flicker and die out
tossed in the trash
Im happyer in the cold of darkness

youll never know
and Ill always be better left in memory
than in front of you
of a time where I was once brilliant
and blooming with colors

everything changes and Im part of everything
ill enfold back to the beginning
and Ill tuck away into the waters
you'll always know me by my sounds
but for now my audible has turned from
purple to

SundryAnethers_mixdown.mp3

Pollinate with your ways
you tool of the trade
hearing your words is a
part of loss one can easily
deal with losing

Stuck there swaying in the tides
the waters rushing in so full of sour cravings
you stand there sinking giving in to the
same things I do, different names
and different colors take them apart

upon this poetry rests a crown
it will never belong to the joyous
sacrifice and you will learn
to dance in the rain
and rest in due time

The elephant in the room
is what Ive been to you
to bring you to this point of life

I'm on a stepping stone
looking straight down into a void
it'll swallow me up and
change the parts of me
that I cannot break free from

Like a chain of Prometheus
strap me to the stone
and tear away again and again my organs intact
but I will come back
fighting for my dreams

Awww it is the not the end
nor can we call this a start
we are all in the mire
stalled with mud in our exhaust
stick with Him take out your own intentions
and swing away with the new sword

upon this poetry rests a crown
it will never belong to the joyous
sacrifice and you will learn
to dance in the rain

Upon this poetry rests a crown
it will never belong to the joyous
sacrifice and you will learn
to rip this world in two
and die in flames
taking everyone with you.

bathedInSalt_mixdown.mp3

This mind you, is the 200th post. Wait until you hear the rest of the stuff up our sleeves.

Mindful of the break

For the Audio broadcast of the text below, please click this button!





Greetings fellow lovers of music!

We had a short break due to some silliness with viruses on the internet. My computer got hijacked and beat up pretty badly. Browsing for hard drives none the less! My virus protection did only so much. But it snuck in through a Sun Java hole. It ate up my hard drive and corrupted my windows system. So... I could not keep the computer on for more than 10 minutes. Then poof!

Any way, so that happened. Luckily I use a program called Dropbox which i SEVERELY recommend. It is how we work on music together to make all this stuff. It holds all your files in a cloud above the computer and stores it on their servers, and on any computer that your Dropbox is installed. Therefore, I kept 25gigs of our music safe. The other stuff, I need to recover safely some place other than my current computer.

Yes, yes, I should go to Mac, but to be quite honest, Mac is not yet ready to use the programs and interfaces I use for making music. As a matter of fact, the main program I use is only in beta on the Mac now.

So, virus aside, I could not work on anything on the internet. So I could not post any music since then. I guess the 27th of July. But I have not stopped working. This means, you may not even see this post on the main page of the site due to the large volume of music I am going to lay down on the site today. The iTunes podcast is going to get a HUGE update as well. Some of the music is vocal laden, one of them is an eighteen minute freestyle with no music from BadmanJ. I was thinking about posting them all starting today and giving a buffer, but I do not want an excuse to slack off and not be making music for a single day, so I am going to drown you in music now, and keep adding new stuff in the coming days.

The past weekend, due to a postponing of my near cross country trip to Wisconsin due to a work related schedule conflict, I spent some time in Lancaster with the boys and we cleaned up and made a few pretty awesome songs. Full lyrics, full band sound, and just a few little glitches but we are going to be practicing these things, and use them as live music with all of the group together so they are more like photographs of where we want to be. I know you will like them, as I am a big fan. Especially Justification. One of the only songs on the site with a chorus.

Well, I am off to do some serious programming to get everything a working. And remember all that stuff I was talking about near a month ago. It is coming together swimmingly. We will have some good news in the next two months. Come October, we will be ready for some good stuff, and something pretty huge I am hoping to have all worked out. How is that for mysterious. Bite your nails and drink coffee afraid to fall asleep in case you might miss it.

Ehk'olite out.

PS: I did not write down all the information in every song like I usually do for the past seventeen songs at least, so the information under above the song will be sparing, but if there are lyrics involved, they will be posted, so you guys on the iPods and iPhones will be able to read the lyrics with the song playing if you have iTunes Podcasts coming at you.

GiftingAwayMyNature_mixdown.mp3

Acoustic Amp, Analog Mod Delay, Spinal puppet amp, cavernous reverb







Lyrics:

in this world
we can only dissolve into
what is available
at times we go sideways
from what was understood
to be our own decay
rotting into something different
not always better

but you dissolve into endearment
your illusions of failure
bring out the nature of depth
I see in you what I am hoping
always to be a part
playing a role in something I can feel
strongly about
in a way that comforts
and threshes my own delusions of abandonment

in these times we catch a glimpse
of our dissolving nature
im paranoid about handing you
anything
let alone the parts of me that change
ever aware
but lost in what
I hope is truth

never give any of the time needed

Playing a role once again
in this madness
designed by my own hand
hoping this is truth
seeing only what I want

Isnt this delicious
what we are turning into
a mess of fruit
a pool of wonderment
perhaps the primordal stew
Bringing back the life in the
solution
I do not fear the end is near
only what we might miss is the beginning

for the beginning
can only bring the end


Exciting isnt it
to know that you are part of a churning wheel
blending in the waves of lifes ever changing
ever growing pool washing away our focus

Testing out the everlasting in a way
that never satisfies the craving for touch
The lacking proof, but the feeling in our hearts
does not dissolve the hope
but the just feel the wrath
and the weak feel the switch

You my friend feel the time
weighing down and bringing you close

close to the moment of clarity
we might fear the beginning
but I fear the truth
to know this is the passion driving you
to face a mirror that shows the past
as a cloth to drape around you

We might as well fall to our knees now
and hope the becoming darkness
is filled with a light
trembling with all the rage of the world
working together like the threads on the weave

but taking us in with a soft hand of iron
to strip away the sin
ill gift away my nature
only then
when it is struck from me
down by You
down by You

OnFireButUnder_mixdownVocals.mp3

500ms delay, tredplate, medium hall reverb.




As requested, I am heading in to the archives and adding lyrics to every song with lyrics written by my hand to add cheer to people who were interested in reading words with the music.




always in the aftermath
the enlightenment is so ready to jump out
and display its brilliance
We're not ready for that
Too powerful are we in the grips of pain
what is the point if the message
is to be patient for the next time


Red like a book
spine first and hooked to clock work
behind the panels
in this ghoulish background
you're nothing if not
a voice to me

Evidence you are a being

I have seen none

this aftermath leaves me with no one to breathe my

air
no one to garner grandchildren

all this time,
all this work

I know nothing of your pain
only my own

Ill listen if this is what I need to do
but to take away what I have been like you to create
will be the last line holding my blade
Ill bring it swiftly down like a nova

I end with you
and ill be away from you forever

I choose my own pain over yours
forever

I'm on fire
but I am under armed for this war

the most damaging thing I can do to you
is take me away from your arms
Ill take my soul to hell
to keep me from you.

The remedy! New white cells.

I welcomed to the world today a new band mate: a wonderful new white guitar!
Now I can make more music! So I put together a song called On Fire But Under.

I wanted to remind everyone that this is a sketch book of music. On the back burner we have a good thing a-growin. When it is ready you will be first to be aware! I have a lot of programming to do, and a lot of re-recording to do. But I am excited enough to be excited but not stop working on it due to excitement.

All the songs you are hearing (As a near milestone: we have posted nearly 200 songs just this year! And every day this month we have posted a near full song a day.) here are just demonstrations of the work we are doing. The team as we are is breaking into creating some things that are just good fun. We have new equipment and we have new ambitions. This month of songs is just a good water mark of what we are capable of creating within set limits, and so far it has been in a lot of peoples opinions a bit of success, albeit still fledgling. The work put into songs for the output are pretty much a full on 100% gain in efficiency. A full lyrical set, and a full guitar set, and a full drum set, and coming soon full bass set. I would say we have a lot of work. I'm not kidding! A LOT of work to pull together something that will really make the rounds on people's mp3 players with any regularity. But I am confident that we are up to the challenge. I'm running at full speed again after a small break and I will hopefully be bringing this type of energy to the project for years to come.

The guys seem ready to run too, so keep checking back for updates and I will get out 30 songs this month to satisfy my longing to prodigiously generate song ideas. Next month: we get down to business. The first thing on the block is a list of our "top rated" songs with links to the music, then we are taking a poll for your favorites out of the ones we have chosen. Then comes the hard work, but the most rewarding. We will be rewriting lyrics, perhaps adding completely different lyrics, or just rewording things that have not been sitting with us. Polishing up the guitar and drums. Adding live mixes into the fray. Better recordings of words (read: air conditioner off, and use of condenser mic), tighter note control, and quicker changes. Also maybe some YouTube videos of the bunch of us putting together music.

Once we have everything rolled out, I have a secret project that is really (if I finish it) going to a visual experience. I would not expect that for about three months or more.

Again these are grand plans, but the real work has just begun and I am not going to count my chickens before I finish this month. But who ever wants to start running with me, start your engines... this is going to be a hell of a ride!

My apologies...

Hey there loyal following. I have terrible news. I, no longer, can make music. I'm sorry if this is upsetting to you, but things have become unusable and broken. So until things become fixed, I cannot make anything new. The BadmanJ might do somethings, but he tends to be busy.

I'm sorry I could not get a full month of tunes to you with lyrics in each day. Rest assured I have at least five in the hopper, but like I said, they are unable to be created.

Ehk'olite out...

TheSleepChallenged_mixdown.mp3

I'm sorry, I am sick, but it is a good sickness. But I still wanted to get this out to you. I made two songs tonight, but the first one was soooooo terrible, I made a new one and here you are.

Enjoy!

Daphne_mixdown.mp3

American Classic pre amp, Cavernous, and tredplate amp, vetta juice, digital delay of 545ms.

I think... 85 beats a minute.

I hope you really do enjoy this one. Not that I think you should not really enjoy the rest, but this one I REALLY like.

NowUndoTheStitches_mixdown.mp3

Riff works, Tape Echo 545ms, Digital delay 375 ms, Cavernous, Dual TredPlate amp.

Sleeves_mixdown.mp3

Platter Echo, Double Tredplate Amp, Delay of 400ms, Reverb

CatchYourBreath_mixdown.mp3

???!?!?!!?

andTheWindBringsMeBackvol2_mixdown.mp3

Freestyle battle on And The Wind Brings me Back!

separateTheActions_mixdown.mp3

I could not resist posting this tonight.

delay of 333 ms and 666 ms

cavernous reverb. Tredplate amp.

Sleep... and death...to trash knowledge

IndenturedToYouLove_mixdown.mp3

Here you go! Some of the practice and play work from the last weekend with the boys. Effectively due to situations out side our control, we were not able to jam in New York but instead had a small Point Rock Jam down here. This is done with a mic set up in the middle of the room pointed mildly off to the right of the PA speaker and towards the guitar amp. The drums are to the hard right of the mic. Windscreen was on.

You can hear me talking and giving directions as we really only jammed this together all the way through on this take.

Welcome to the band everyone! This was brand new work played with four people that have only been playing together for two days. The bridge is a little rough because we did not have one even thought of before starting the piece up this time.

Enjoy the rough draft! The lyrics are totally ray gun melt you down. So if you are a girl watch out. I'm wearing a tie and vest.

Explosions_mixdown.mp3

I don't remember, I made this two days ago...

There is a phaser and D-Standard.

Sorry that I did not post it until now.

BreathOfLife_mixdown.mp3

Solemn song. D standard. Reverb, delay.

TrumpetFromOnHigh_mixdown.mp3

This song will melt you to nothing. Nothing I say!

D-Standard Tuning. Reverb. Treadplate amp. Delay of 333ms. Massive prog rock.

Bscale_mixdown.mp3

This is a song built by a jam session with Kevin and Aron. Use head phones. It is double sided. It is in a bScale.

Standard tuning.

JustInTime.wav.mp3

Here it is, I am surprised I had internet! I am on Musical vacation! Enjoy! We should have a thing up everynight, but if I miss it by a few hours, please excuse me!

This is in standard tuning. a riff works song. You can tell by the file name stylation.

andTheWindBringsMeBack_mixdown.mp3

The BadmanJ broke this week, so I stepped in and fixed up this song with some lyrics. I love this beat. When the BadmanJ throws down it will turn this song into gold. But in the mean time, this will melt your face!

Go Ellinor!

shooffreestyle_mixdown.mp3

WOOOO freestyle! A long one! This is all the BadmanJ's work. Enjoy!

jamesAdam502freestyle_mixdown.mp3

Freestyle over the beat 502. Drop C tuning.

AdamJames503lyrics_mixdown.mp3

A beat grown first and then guitar afterwards. BadmanJ threw the lyrics on there freestyle. Sounds great!

jamesAdam502_mixdownVocals.mp3

Here is a slap dash song. BadmanJ Was going to freestyle over this but he got company so he could not, so I sang over it real quickly. Tomorrow will be more exciting I am sure! Enjoy!

AtticSongsVocals.wav.mp3

My voice is under Reverb supervision. I added it to this version instead of giving you only the vocal version I decided to give you both a vocal and non vocal in case you liked the song but not the vocal quality I can give out at a moments notice.

AtticSongs.wav.mp3

Riffworks again. A little dropped C chord structure. Tred Plate amp. pretty much that is all.

undertheweather.wav.mp3

Hey guys, This is one song a day July! We hope to keep up with posting a single new song a day for the whole month of July. Perhaps it will be two with one being a polishing version of a song we have worked on before. But for the most part, we will be creating one song a day with lyrics and music. Just to practice. Some will be hip hop, others will be rock, and prog rock. But this month's goal is to go all out on the creation front to see what we can do with our time! Enjoy!

wretchedGravel.V2.wav.mp3

RiffTracks song built in an hour. I distortedly sing on it. Enjoy!

indulgence.wav.mp3

Here is a song I did in less than one hour using Riff works. That distortion sound of some type of word: That's me singing into the Spinal Puppet Amp. It was all and all a very fun song to make. Hope you enjoy!

68metalTest.wav.mp3

Done in the Riff tracks land. I thought this was fun to make. I had a hard time strumming so quickly, so I should practice more!

tantilize_mixdown.mp3

Same old same old. Drop C and crazy stuff! But entirely new! Confound it!

emptyparticleslyrics_mixdown.mp3

Here is that indie song with some really fast lyrics on it.