Sunday, August 29, 2010

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

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

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







Tuesday, August 17, 2010

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.

Monday, August 16, 2010

bathedInSalt_mixdown.mp3









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

Sunday, August 15, 2010

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.