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!
Monday, December 13, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Santas Up In This B**** 2.mp3
Welcome in the Christmas season with this new holiday classic.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
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.
Friday, November 19, 2010
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!!!
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
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
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
Monday, November 15, 2010
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.
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)
Monday, November 1, 2010
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
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
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
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
New Song: ToTheFutureOfFathers_mixdownFinished.mp3
So many words, I am not going to post the book of words tonight. Listen and enjoy.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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!
Saturday, September 4, 2010
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.
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
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
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
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
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
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.
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.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
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
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
Monday, July 26, 2010
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.
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!
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!
Sunday, July 25, 2010
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...
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...
Friday, July 23, 2010
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!
Enjoy!
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
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.
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.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
NowUndoTheStitches_mixdown.mp3
Riff works, Tape Echo 545ms, Digital delay 375 ms, Cavernous, Dual TredPlate amp.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
CatchYourBreath_mixdown.mp3
???!?!?!!?
Saturday, July 17, 2010
andTheWindBringsMeBackvol2_mixdown.mp3
Freestyle battle on And The Wind Brings me Back!
Friday, July 16, 2010
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
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.
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.
There is a phaser and D-Standard.
Sorry that I did not post it until now.
Labels:
D-standard,
dark,
layering,
lyrics,
prog rock
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
BreathOfLife_mixdown.mp3
Solemn song. D standard. Reverb, delay.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
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.
D-Standard Tuning. Reverb. Treadplate amp. Delay of 333ms. Massive prog rock.
Friday, July 9, 2010
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.
Standard tuning.
Labels:
bright,
Clean,
finger picking,
indie,
lyrics
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.
This is in standard tuning. a riff works song. You can tell by the file name stylation.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
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!
Go Ellinor!
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
shooffreestyle_mixdown.mp3
WOOOO freestyle! A long one! This is all the BadmanJ's work. Enjoy!
Monday, July 5, 2010
jamesAdam502freestyle_mixdown.mp3
Freestyle over the beat 502. Drop C tuning.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
AdamJames503lyrics_mixdown.mp3
A beat grown first and then guitar afterwards. BadmanJ threw the lyrics on there freestyle. Sounds great!
Saturday, July 3, 2010
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!
Friday, July 2, 2010
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.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
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!
Friday, June 25, 2010
wretchedGravel.V2.wav.mp3
RiffTracks song built in an hour. I distortedly sing on it. Enjoy!
Thursday, June 24, 2010
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!
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
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!
Labels:
beat,
distortion,
Drop C,
experimental,
metal
Monday, June 21, 2010
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