AZAMI ONGAKU

can't stop listening to this track... by the Dutch Masters of Casio Pop https://www.facebook.com/nancykleurenblind/ https://www.nancykleurenblind.nl/ https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnaNfB7ITnlaxFmgw_XLMtA https://soundcloud.com/user-230165992 Space-disco-CasioSA1-100soundToneBank-beats en robot-HIT-refreinen inclusief NL-Talige 2-stemmige zang NANCY KLEURENBLIND & DE ZINGENDE ROADIE WAT IS DAT? Een Casio-gestuurd electro-LED-light-duo met een snoeiharde bas. Ze zingen Hollandstalige uitermate catchy pop. Nancy zingt en speelt bas. Zij is de vaste bassiste bij Hausmagger. De Roadie zingt en speelt de keys. Zij zat samen met Nancy in de Rockbitch-groep pEp! WAAR LIJKT HET OP? Helemaal nergens op, maar je zou kunnen denken aan de kinderen van Eefje de Visser en Spinvis... Op ketamine dan.

by the icelandic group Stilluppsteypa as sampled by negativland adjacent plunderphonics artist wobbly from the 1995 album Car Dirty With Jam On A Busy Street sooundcloud's recommendation algorithm (gatekeepers) considers this not music and therefore won't share it #shadowbanned Your track isn’t eligible for recommendation yet. With a few easy tweaks, you can get your track to listeners most likely to love it. Learn more about how to modify your track to make it eligible. https://www.discogs.com/master/370872-Stilluppsteypa-Car-Dirty-With-Jam-On-A-Busy-Street?srsltid=AfmBOooI7Lf-99Ro6zX-KZNxZVkwhj7EXpWWyGusQIYdcOI3kcRA26pN

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despite what you might think i haven't forgotten you there's no way to let you know you've advanced in the queue D:\samtab temp\camera demos dress ups samtab march 2026\more\20260328_001627 (thinking of you but i cant post my pheromones on social media).mp4 9 minutes pheromone maxxxing (haven't forgotten you - the actor part 6) how can i tell you I haven't forgotten you trying to use all the tools at my disposal but i feel i've overstayed my welcome with my proposal how can i tell you I haven't forgotten you how can i let you know when i'm so far from you and every day the distance grows we get further apart this trash i post is like small talk it's garbage I know but how else can I escalate how else can i communicate with this interface when you don't wanna see my face and I am all over the place I am in such a mess and feeling so stressed i'm throwiung shit against a wall trying to see if anything sticks instead of teling you what you want to hear because i can't assume anything about what you think because everyone is really different to how they present and i don't want to judge or assume but it means i am always confused the shortcuts others can take are not available to me because i don't match my persona to how we look visually Its garbage and it's a throwaway cuz i can't think of anything to say I'm scent deprived and touch starved it makes long distance relationships hard I feel like I'm falling apart because I can't keep my options open as long as i need to don't any ESP telekinesis telepathic thesis you can't smell me through my screen so you don't know where I am or where I have been in a world so visually obsessed i'll never be recognized or processed because i never want to be percieved because with humans the cover always decieves because i never look the way i feel inside so i just want to be invisible and hide if you were casting me for a movie i'm the wrong archetype i can't read the lines that you expect me to write i've been typecast in a role someone i can never be and that's all that is ever expected of me (another impossible task expected of me) competing in a battle of images is too taxxing i just sitting here pheromone maxxxing my inside and my outside never matches there's never any correlation all these aesthetic shortcuts give only misleading superficial information it makes it so hard to get into the deeper parts the real beating things inside our hearts cuz they only wanna hire us if we look the part so i feel i'm falling apart maybe the pheromones, if we had smell-0-vision would be more a more honest reflection but I am sick of the inside never matching the outside I'm always misleading consumers leading to the wrong interpretation because there is no aesthetic associated with my situation there is no symbolic device i can employ

i respect their opinions more than i respect yours they hit play rewind and pause i really like it when they listen on all fours the drums out of time where the balls are stored swing my beats like swords

황신혜밴드; Hwang Shin-hye Band Pretty Hwang Band (황신혜밴드) Musical group

eat, sleep and stoich it! A Stoichiometry anthem if anyone knows who this artist is, please let me know so i can give credit. being from myspace i assume it was recorded circa 2004-2007 Stoichiometry is the study of mass relations in chemistry. Important applications of stoichiometry include balancing chemical formulas and chemical equations and finding the limiting reactant and theoretical yield of a chemical reaction. While stoichiometry mainly refers to mass, expect to convert between other units, such as the mole and volume units.

was going to edit out the start and add some other lines i wrote later but have other stuff to do...also I tried to accentuate / recreate the tape hiss (which was actually room ambience of Jimi's kitchen noises sizzling cooking) but it doesn't sound realistic or convincing as when I made a tape effect on the MS-50g. I wish zoom would release VSTI plug ins of all their multistomp pedals. https://www.flickr.com/search/?user_id=51548705%40N03&view_all=1&text=madz 75kombi flickr has some good photos of madz work. one of which i have used here because my photos of her work are on another hard drive i don't have plugged in right now. madz madz madz madz x4 all the way every station i pass who is this person i ask they've got the best tags the best we've ever had it's time to close all my open tabs on my way then come back to the other side of the track to shoot with the sun at my back all the cute little photons \will align and i like that pixelated pastels (brick sized rectangular pixels) all the right angles (impossible convoluted angles) 4 letters entangled M A D Z fandangled no worries no hassles on the fences behind suburban castles rattled by bogie axles at every station, every wall you gotta collect em all i'm jumping fences I'm tresspassing to get a decent photo as we're passing singing about unsung gradient heroes i'm taking photos quantized to ones and zeros i'm taking photo graphs taking sunny afternoon naps putting melbourne on the map having a yap yap yap yap listen to hip hop and rap i'm hungry for the truth (no junk crap) i'm hungry for facts (no cap) unlike me you can just relax your train never comes off the tracks never seems to have any mishaps i couldn't decipher i couldn't understand i had to ask a friend how to read your piece shes' the writer in town the best grapher in town best art i have found i ride / take the train across town (gonna hunt all her pieces down) colours pick me up (always getting up) when i am feeling down (never getting down) they say its vandalism and it's not allowed the war against colour in this grey and dull town i'd rather graffiti than advertising seeing her name around alternate melody from video 9:35 secs vid_20260401_234715599.mp4 moto phone (to be called "Moorabin version" every time i see you on the train your pixellated pastels are insane happens when i see you from the train your quantized gradients rearrange i see you everytime i'm on the train your pixellated pastels are insane and now everywhere i look i see your name the only thing creative/exciting/bright enough to take my mind off the pain the authorities want to paint over your work they say it's damage but i can't see who got hurt the wall would look so boring and so plain without that crazy girl (putting up ) writing her name graffiti girl put your city on the map graph girl tattoo that concrete crap lady writer put your city on the map beneath the map someones taken a nap this is the kind of creativity we want to attract something that is bold and has some impact i take the train across the city then i ride it back i don't have to worry about it coming off the track try not to step on the snails the rain attracts galleries will ignore your work, too criminal for that academics don't appreciate lower class art

Song previously titled "the scenic route" and appeared on the "Paintings for the Blind" CD circa 2000. This Escalator Is History (feat. The Scenic Routers) The Unintended Consequences Of Human Intervention look mum i'm an astronaut - space sounds - exploration orange probably recorded with digitech RP-3....maybe RP-7 but more likely RP-3. iTunes 9.0.2.25 192khz cosmic guitar jam

reassigned song that didn't really sound like an Earthenware or Steve Layout track. might have been the penultimate steve layout track recorded before the last album in 2012 The Dress Ups - Club 27 (stop being predictable) (ex - steve layout recorded 2011) Dead at 27 such a boring cliche why would you let your life end this way our culture is sick our culture is corrupt your fans applaud as you self destruct the industry is a pimp the artist is just a whore i don't understand why people make art anymore no one tried to help you when you were alive but now you're dead everyone cries can't we change the narrative it's the same old story how death becomes martyrdom and glory can't we change our culture so this doesn't happen again celebrities don't need fans if they don't have any friends this is my third song of 4 on this topic of dead celebrities. the wages of fame is death.the wages of art is being ignored until after you die. 2. James Earthenware - don't wanna be shane mcgowan (2010) 1. james earthenware - make love not art (unrealeased 2009 album) 3. steve layout - club 27 4. the dress ups - vali myers G:\AUDIO\zebrabox\2011_07 EN3 EPI (incl CN vs JE)\earthenware tuning 4my w1n3h0u53 take2.4 STEVE LAYOUT 2011 LOST SONG

_i pay whores - electropunk version 2c // c major key // tempo 132 bpm i pay whores, I pay whores ever since they made sex against the law i found something else for them to do pretend to be a fan and like my tunes fulfill my fantasy of having fans they dance and pretend to understand i pay whores to listen to my music i ask for their opinion on how to improve it i pay whores i pay whores if they're listening to my music they're not listening to yours i pay whores i pay whores get some trashy bitch to spin my record i pay whores i pay whores you get the boos i get the applause cuz i pay whores yes i pay whores i get all the attention you get ignored i pay whores i pay whores i turn them on with melodies and chords I pay whores I pay whores they press play rewind and pause

_best mullet iin mossvale-Mixdown his Torana's not up for sale another speeding fine in the mail detectives hot on his ringtail but like ned kelly he will prevail models are drawn to scale but he has no vices to curtail his wife blows him like a gale he hammers her like a nail he doesn't know how to fail got the best mullet in mossvale having a brake cleaner cocktail got the best mullet in mossvale

_scent retention (im her property screamo verse-Mixdown) autotune A minor // tempo 85 bpm // chord ECB // synth cz-10xV tribute to the Australian visual artist Joel Melrose who often depicts similar themes in his artwork and has 15k instagram followers https://www.instagram.com/moeljelly/ She relieves herself in my mouth In the morning before she leaves the house In the evening My arse is the shine She fills it with offerings of urine I wear her fragrance like a crown like a wedding ring, like a bridal gown (if i'm dry she'll wash it down) her scent is worn to prove she's my owner she decorates me in her aromas Its a gift that money can't buy I boof her pee and it gets me high I wear her fragrant jewellery its invisible scent olfactory She's marked her territory Now I'm her (aromatic) property I'd rather belong to her than this sick (fascist) society marinate my prostate marinate my prostate golden enema (any girl's name that rhymes, Tabitha, Emma or Jennifer) i dare not wash off her scent that would be a sign of disrespect and you won't try to commodify or appropriate / steal this ritual because it's olfactory not visual I'm wearing jewellery you can only smell and taste I'm a slut when it comes to your piss Let me recycle your waste Taste yourself on my lips when we kiss piss is my religion piss is my faith no one ever started a war over that bitter taste https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/20150873/ https://www.nel.edu/userfiles/articlesnew/NEL310110A11.pdf T-shirt idea: PERVERTS AGAINST FASCISM (also subtitle for final version) antifacsist nsfw watersports scentretention demo anti-war songs

(opening) Track 2 from the unreleased 2002 album "invisible monument erection foundation"

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Track 23 IMEF invisible monument erection foundation 2002 not sure but i assume the strange noise was made using the frostwave blue ringer but obviously must have re-processed it in cool edit to have some phasing / panning variations, it could also just be the flanger feeding back into itself. I don't really remember...but 2002 it was more likely to have the ringmod in the effects loop.

track 13 from the 2002 album, invisible monument erection foundation (re-sequenced for vinyl LP 2007) I'll be watching you on the dancefloor I'll be watching you in the washroom too. I am a Blue light disco supervisor. i'll check, i'll ask for your identification. I'll pat you down, make sure you're not carrying weapons. Tôi sẽ để ý anh/chị trên sàn nhảy. Tôi cũng sẽ để ý anh/chị trong nhà vệ sinh. Tôi là giám sát viên vũ trường đèn xanh. Tôi sẽ kiểm tra, tôi sẽ yêu cầu giấy tờ tùy thân của anh/chị. Tôi sẽ khám xét người anh/chị, đảm bảo anh/chị không mang theo vũ khí.

2018_01 fl11 156bpm rock riff for mario ver2 beat+chrds fs1 may edit D:\_(0)_ aud bluedump cpy\AUD\0000 mixdowns for sharing sndcld

white collar crime reference from the spin doctor EP 2003 recycles an unused james earthenware instrumental from circa 2000. and Company (the best of steve layout 2008) G:\slsk2022\casiotronica\steve layout\SL - Company (Best of 2002-08)

Daycare (Live At The Bistro) various artists, only uploading Huon ones for now. they are funny because antony riddell is heckling between songs while steward was watching England losing some world cup semifinal on a television mat had brought to the venue especially for that purpose (it was on steward's rider so to speak)

Amplified Plastic (Back to The Bistro) various artists recordings from the Daycare "festival" that no-one showed up to besides the artists themselves, only uploading Huon ones for now @huon-music they are funny because antony riddell is heckling between songs while steward was watching England losing some world cup semifinal on a television mat had brought to the venue especially for that purpose (it was on steward's rider so to speak) Dave changes the lyrics in one song to tease Stewart and reference England's loss.

Daycare (Live At The Bistro) various artists, only uploading Huon ones for now. they are funny because antony riddell is heckling between songs while steward was watching England losing some world cup semifinal on a television mat had brought to the venue especially for that purpose (it was on steward's rider so to speak) @huon-music https://huonmusic.bandcamp.com/album/songs-for-lord-tortoise Huon was formed in 97 by three members of Driving Past- Mia Schoen, Andrew Withycombe and David NIchols. Or, alternatively, Huon was formed out of the ashes of Blairmailer, when D & A added Mia Schoen... I mean... some of the tracks on the 1st Huon album were made for Blairmailer..or maybe not. The thing is, no one really knows. Then either Mia joined, or she was there all along, then Ellen Turner

‎Thursday, ‎8 ‎November ‎2012, ‏‎9:13:49 PM reolay in vz-8m frog.zip D:\p7200 mydocs\My Documents\My Music\ remixed march 2026 - c minor - rapman drums added

autotune key ??? tba

A minor / C major key autotune (iirc) artwork by @ someonewhodidntwantmetousetheirartwork although the notes in scale didn't match any western key correctly anyway I will become the person you expect me to be on my knees, I just want to please this is how i will receive an education shaped, moulded by the weight of expectation project your fantasy upon my objectified body interpret the words, they become your own the artists intent is no longer alone gonna dress you up, gonna dress you down punishment won't teach you anything now gimme the future I was denied don't leave me in the past to die you couldn't wait to waste my time you didn't even have the capacity to try a litany of wasted time lifetime after lifetime

ar thies just gunna cit their? D:\p7200k lexar 32gb usbstik\MP3 EN smsng phone\music\new tunes

B major rehearsal stereoized mix They keep changing the rules it never ends By the time we adapt they've changed again we try to learn because we cannot earn it gives us something to do while the whole world burns myy favourite musicians all work at the university but i can't regulate my emotions to focus on studies (adhd) it's not academic to me it affects me emotionally a "culture" (capitalism) in flux perpetually burns everyone out eventually you can't play a game if the rules constantly change only a fool would think you can win when those in power change the rules on a whim growth for growth sake makes life hell the ideology of a cancer cell sick of society's impossible / unrealistic demands in a climate of uncertainty how do we make plans? we can't spend our entire lives imprisoned in schools because those in power keep changing the rules we are wasting our time we look like fools we are made obsolete everytime they upgrade our tools we can't pass on our wisdom to future generations because they'll be growing up in completely different situations they can't build on shoulders of giants what they inherit from us is irrelevant - our roles reversed now we have kids so we can learn from them instead how all the new gadgets work xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx my favourite musicians all work at the university but i can't regulate my emotions to focus on studies (adhd) (learning disability) it's not academic to me it affects me emotionally a "culture" (capitalism) in flux perpetually burns everyone out eventually you can't play a game if the rules constantly change only a fool would think you can win when those in power change the rules on a whim growth for growth sake makes life hell the ideology of a cancer cell sick of society's impossible / unrealistic demands in a climate of uncertainty how do we make plans? we can't spend our entire lives imprisoned in schools because those in power keep changing the rules we are wasting our time we look like fools we are made obsolete every time they upgrade our tools we can't pass on our wisdom to future generations because they'll be growing up in completely different situations they can't build on shoulders of giants what they inherit from us is irrelevant - our roles reversed now we have kids so we can learn from them instead how all the new gadgets work your success in this society is determined by how quickly you can reinvent your entire personality that's why grifters (who believe in nothing) make all the money if you believe in nothing (your identity can remain fluid) you can be more agile there is no cost to reinvent yourself you invested nothing, you just co-opted a style (just a consumer of a style) you can ride the latest trends like surfers ride waves to the shore while anti intellectuals vote for fascists and democracy is no more probably why they give trans folk so much grief because they actually want to be something concrete instead of letting themselves be blown like a leaf and selling out, adopting a fake set of beliefs (to "compete") it's not a fucking culture if it's always under renovation there's no tradition to hand down to the next generation chaos is a feature not a bug that's why everyone's on drugs because no one can keep up all our institutions are corrupt everyone's kept on a treadmill learning while the world keeps burning we are guinea pigs force fed information and you say it's our fault we have no concentration once we used to believe in prophets those with the power to predict now we only believe in profits spiritually sick hypocrites I thought I had a fetish for education but it's just anxiety on my mind because the rules keep changing and i keep slipping further and further behind precedents // citations: whitney houston - i believe children are our future pink floyd - we don't need no education bill hicks - what you reading for? james earthenware - information age

@elfititodelamor https://elfititodelamor.bandcamp.com/album/efda-ep https://music.apple.com/uy/artist/el-fitito-del-amor/1676163694 you are too afraid... to make fun of.... tienes demasiado miedo

fuck war, make art

from first rehearsal i think autotune was in wrong key so dubbed over some more vocals

exhausted...this could have been 10 minutes long....i stop here. https://soundcloud.com/cygnets-414075589 on vocals of course....bring the energy. if I @ cygnets it tags a different user TT the 5 parts / sections are: 1. soggy scream droplet intro 2. smooth chill n bass mix 3. dan deacon-esque fuzz (testing sqk-one) 4. ring mod (freq movement) - etymology class 5. robo outro chaos malfunction

@fr0ggy5 wrote the lyrics and all the music I related to them as they reminded me of my own grandmother / mother this was my spontaneous reaction / attempt at reuniting them with music autotune set to C#/Db minor

MASHED SQUIT (hungry jack sh*t mix) by AZAMI ONGAKU

C Eb F Ab - acending Bb A Ab F# - decending F Bb C - ostinato they are too busy on the production line too busy living their lies to have the time (chasing some prize) to think of solutions outside the box to know what the people really want chronically ill get things done the disabled have a job to do noticing the details that get ignored preserving all the media that was lost appreciate beauty or develop good tastes all your productive work is a waste perhaps the obstacles give us perspective we are forced to meditate and be reflective they'll never find towns that aren't on the maps they'll never notice people falling through the gaps only the disabled take the time to notice chronic illness brings life into focus they'll never smell the roses they'll never connect the dots because they are in perpetual motion and cannot stop when everything works it's taken for granted when a system is broken it requires analysis and thought we are the monks preserving lost media and knowledge yet we are said to have not contributed anything of "value" we need people with lives interrupted arcane rituals and minds corrupted this is a job for volunteers not people with careers we are the externalities that you don't want to count but we furnish the world with the things it couldn't function without

i only exist when I'm observed or so i have heard object permanence is not something we do refresh the screen at 60 Hz I cease to exist when i am not perceived But the fantasy machine the simulation just consumes and our energy has been drained more fuel than we have stored more fuel than we can afford The hologram cannot be maintained Power to the illusion cannot be sustained Keeping these corpses animated keeping the dead alive Who has the money who has the time?

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx validation angle / intensity (I am the cicada) Radical self acceptance (ending) I thought I'd be alone For Christmas this year November's cicadas didn't appear But then I noticed You liked the dumb noise That I had generated With obsolete (children's) toys I felt like a male cicada Singing his song When You flew up to the branch That I was on A fire burning so brightly Can't last for very long Let's make the most of it Before you are gone After you are Fertilized away You will fly To either get eaten by a magpie Or to find a dead branch In which to lay your eggs inside And I'll be alone For another year My only companion my anxieties and fears It felt good to be chosen A preference you selected I'll sing louder every year Until i'm (validated and) accepted (connected) My voice isn't pleasant It's not attractive at all But those who can see beneath the surface (with x-ray eyes) Will still answer your call aesthetics and personalities Very rarely...if ever align Beneath the veneer of being civilized who you really are inside, you will need to find The inside will never match the way the outside will look So I'm not going to judge you Until I've read the whole book Your trash is my treasure So stop throwing yourself away I'll turn your pain into pleasure i'm on alchemist duty today I need species affirming care Give me wings to fly through the air My jewel like motion sensors See the poetry (beauty) in despair

what can we create what can we grow what can we take to make our minds go (blow) from the breadcrumbs I'll make an entire loaf I want you to be happy I want you to be both (close) i'm down for the retreat i'm up for the chase i wanna see you modulate all over the place So keep my number just in case Let me know that you, made it home safe Back to your planet in outer space She likes prophesies when they come true She's the only horse left in the zoo the lizard is turning blue she's got some camouflaging (alien stuff) to do letters from the sour horse to you we got a ghost ringing true She likes songs that are short As short as her hair She's on her way to class for a breath of fresh air i'm down for the retreat i'm up for the chase i want to see you modulate all over the place Go on and share it Don't let it go to waste your ears have such exquisite taste

https://womenofaussiemusic.blogspot.com/2019/11/kiley-gaffney.html i love academic perspectives in rock i also do not own the copyright so if she asks me to take it down i will released February 20, 1996 you can purchase her music here: https://consumevalve.bandcamp.com/album/kiley-gaffney-postman yesss! decades before creepy paranoid canadian guys made outsider songs about screwing, Australian women were doing it and doing it much better! i got clump of hair in one hand in the other i've got my cock yeah, I can tell that you want it cuz I'm as hard as a rock what are you acting shy for? can't you see i wanna be pleased? So come on bitch and love me I'll love you best on your knees Cuz i i i i i i i i i i i I am the postman I'm sending it, sending it, sending it, Here I cum What are you crying for girl all you chicks are the same i do my best to impress you and still i get the blame I carry my mail bag on me all my letters are addressed to you you gotta lick a chair in a bathrobe (check barcode?)??????? you gotta lick a champ with a backhoe? Or else they'll never get though Cuz i i i i i i i i i i i I am the postman I'm sending it, sending it, sending it, Here I cum

https://granpa.bandcamp.com/album/neuters purchase album from dual plover

https://newwaver.bandcamp.com/album/bohemian-suburb-rhapsody I dug the Birthday Party, idolized Nick Cave Evangelized their music, converted all my mates The revolution fizzled, working is my fate They've sold us Bad Seeds records ever since on Triple-J Media I gave you all the best years of my life Facebook, MySpace, Mess and Noise for several hours a night I spend my time convincing folk to pay rock stars attention I can't afford to rent a room for my record collection I go to arthouse cinemas several nights a week I blog about the classics and buy the DVDs Directors don't know who I am, or care that I exist But I defend their work for hours at parties when I'm pissed Media I gave you all the best years of my life I tell the world about you on social network sites When I'm not consuming you, I'm telling others to And wishing I could hang around the people who make you credits from Bohemian Suburb Rhapsody, released March 1, 2010

kill the audience before the audience kills you (villan origin story) G:\AUDIO\SESSIONS REAPER\fists full of illiteracy\monopoly on silence\monopoly on silence (18th jan 2026 louder).wav - first song written for the dress ups - live - unplugged don't mention it don't ask don't tell secret men's business emotionally unavailable non-verbal anti-intellectual post-diplomacy very polite and civilized what drugs are you on? laundered reputations! parasocial podcasters gentrified suburbs

G:\AUDIO\SESSIONS REAPER\which chorus do you prefer\which chorus do you prefer\which chorus do you prefer (less louder).wav DEMO I'm gonna terrorize you with empathy And frighten you with how much I care i'm gonna rehabilitate you until the damage is repaired i'll disembowel you with sincerity intimidate you with kindness scare you with pleasure in places they'll never find us We don't need to stay in this holding pattern all the bad things have already happened

today the dress ups are adorned in shadows supplied by the fashion house formerly known as the sun.

verse c maj autotune chorus E maj g min D# maj G# min My serotonin is depleted I crawl back in my (turtle) shell Im neurodivegent But if i am drunk enough (i think) they can't tell I can excuse my faux pas By blaming the alcohol So you don't think im a prick Just a drunken arsehole Party tonight Party tomorrow Always wake up next to the same woman Her name is sorrow

harmony autotune a major G:\AUDIO\SESSIONS REAPER\voices dissappear\lost voices\lost voices.wav i can't keep watching this i'll end up on a list a surveillance state appears the voices disappear (5) magnified by love 5 push will come to shove 5 ...... glad the chance has gone 5 i will just move on 5 Leave you with this song

from the forthcoming cathartic affirmations album music inspired a bit by the sunn o))) x boris collab. bridges burnt by betrayal your character and your portrayal a coffin requiring one last nail always set up to fail, woeful tale boundaries crossed, respect lost platonic cuckhold it never stops ......................................there will be a cost find a guy who can afford a hotel because this is my home, can't you tell you need to hold his cock when he pees then pull on it like a leash so he doesn't get lost in the hallway walk in my room and give your game away I don't need this cunt in my room when i am trying to sleep there are rules, there are laws wasting all my money on therapy instead of locks on my doors i only set one boundary and you still managed to cross don't call me a friend any more this shit comes at a cost I have to act like I'm your dad And you act like a brat showing no fucking respect you think i''ll be jealous cuz he's in the industry? you see the dots but you cannot connect! you wanna fuck random guys at least pick one that can afford a hotel don't turn my safe space at home into a living hell, do it someplace else if you don't invite me to watch, what's in it for me you are too incompetent to do anything secretly how wasted is he if he can't navigate a hallway? you need to hold his dick to show him the way

gonna dress you up, gonna dress you down gimme a future, don't leave me here in the past to die don't leave me wondering why

the fauves said "write what you know" verse Cmin, C# maj (x3) F min, F# maj Room full of piss I've got a room full of piss bottles and bottles of piss People ask how can you live like this chorus G min G# maj F# maj G#maj lipase readings are off the chart are you drinking? is all they ask my body is falling apart shove your loperamide up your arse my doctor says to go to hospital immediately pancreatitis he thinks it could be I said I was just at the hospital and they weren't worried because i told em I don't even drink but they didn't believe I'm not an alcoholic but they didn't agree, its my haircut you see! I guess I will just fucking die cuz they can't read the scientific study Linking the high doses of loperimide they were prescribing me roll up roll up boys and girls (the circus is in town) get your medical negligence for free I need evidence to leave (behind) (on the medical merry go round) proving the hospital is trying to kill me

all major chords verse C D C D Chorus E F# A# G# motorbike girl, ride straight to my heart bridge F F# A# F# I play a casio (sic), She rides a yamaha photo : yamaha frog 750 concept prototype keys: Yamaha pss-140 / Disco pattern BRIDGE 1 i play a casio she rides a yamaha i stay home she travels far BRIDGE2 you've always got a place to park what if we kissed outside the family mart CHORUS motorbike girl drive straight through my heart our time is precious fuck love, make art CHORUS2 (or verse) let's photograph cicadas until it gets too dark identify some new species pull some old equipment apart cycles synchronized your words make me believe my oxytocin deficiency cured your signals have been received (a new idea has been conceived) Her helmet is cute with little bunny ears the only hint she's older is how she shifts through the gears (is her communication is clear) The boca juniors shirt nylon fibres glistening like a moonlit ocean handed down for three generations a heirloom of commitment and devotion (a monument to greater expectations) I neglect my plants while I nurture things that don't love me Like computers and obsolete electronic technology after all this time I am owed and apology (i'm owed a future) she says it's my destiny It's written in my astrology

G:\AUDIO\SESSIONS REAPER\diy is a capitalist lie to conquer and divide\fuck diy\fuck diy.wav diy is a capitalist lie to conquer and divide cuz you'll cry alone until you die i don't want a world built on lies prisoners, everyone's on the inside (and you're taking too long to decide)