This is the part where things build up…. in all senses of the word.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
See the blight spread
As the journey goes
What is ahead
Is there far to go

Verse 2:
The pollution
Gained on this dark road
The dilution
Makes my mind corrode

Chorus:
Cumulative corruption
Accumulated scourge
Need the end to purge

Verse 3:
I’m defiled
With each step I take
Rot compiled
Is this a mistake

Verse 4:
This affliction
Destroys all I am
From addiction
Can I end this sham

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A new concept album.

The title should give away the theme, and then some.

Especially if you speak ancient greek and can therefore understand the title of the suite.

This part is the obligatory instrumental introduction.

Starts with a soft bit, blippy synths, jazzy drums, soft pads and some noodley clean guitar solos.

Gets heavy in the second half.

I’ll explain it all when I get to the end of the set of songs.

As much as I can anyway.

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A song about Boobie Wednesday.

I even made a video for it:

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
What is #boobiewed?
Why are tits in my twitter list?
I guess the wed means Wednesday
And funbags are really fun

Chorus:
It is Boobie Wednesday
So reach in and have a feel
Yes its Boobie Wednesday
Lets stop cancer cos tits are cool

Verse 2:
So on Boobie Wednesday
Make sure to check for lumps
And remind all your friends
Because cancer really sucks

Verse 3:
Boobs aren’t the only cancer
You can get it anywhere
So keep checking with your doctor
To find it and treat it well

 

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The best way to deal with your addictions is to give into them in a controlled manner.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Feel the burn in your brain
As your blood craves a taste
But you try to abstain
From what you once embraced

Chorus:
Compromise
Give into
Your weakness
Taste bleakness

Verse 2:
You might fight for awhile
As the flame burns the fuse
To resist is futile
For no one can refuse

Bridge:
Try to resist
It will insist
Try to desist
It will persist
As you protest
It will infest
As you detest
You will ingest

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A normal straight up thrash metal song about killing posers and their crap music.

Except for all the bits that aren’t.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I am coming forth
Set to start a war
On all those who pose
Those dumb fucking hos
Who pollute the world
With musical afterbirth

Chorus:
Bludgeoning, destroying
Crushing the weaklings
Death to electro

Verse 2:
Your bland 808
I will desecrate
Vocoder and autotune
Wreckage will be strewn
And your pretty face
I’ll grind into a paste

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The title is a quote from the book To Hell And Back, by Lilith Saintcrow (the fifth and final title in the Dante Valentine series).

It is used to describe how a certain weapon feels.

As I was reading it I felt that it was a good phrase that sums up how I felt whilst finishing the book.

The song itself is…. weird. It is based around the D#/Eb Moorish Phrygian Scale with a 9/8 time signature, which those who understand what that means would know is not a basis for any kind of normal pop music.

In terms of instrumentation it is mostly synth driven, with a few guitar solos laid over the top in strategic places.

Genre wise, I think the music by Fear Factory, Liquid Tension Experiment and Frank Zappa I listened to last night might just have influenced the style. It ended up in some kind of weird avant-garde jazz fusion place with an industrial edge in the percussion.

Hence me calling it weird.

 

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NEWSFLASH: Special Early Release for Chistmas

A cover of the Christmas song, in a classic style.

Mostly.

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A brownie in traditional folklore is a type of elf or fairy or hobgoblin that helps out around the house.

Of course they could be mischievous at times, and I like the idea that every good thing has a dark side. No matter how good something appears to be, there is a capability for it to be evil.

The song itself is an instrumental based around some tribal beats, with some heavy grooving riffs and a lot of dissonance in terms of note and chord selections.

And yes, that picture is completely unrelated…. but it looked tasty.

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We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming….

This song is in my “classic” style. Big distorted guitar riffs, pounding drums and bass, funky keyboards, multiple solos, big hooky chorus, and lyrics with a depressed attitude and a hint of paranoia.

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Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I want to join into
The true way and there stay
But I drift, form a rift
Between me and the sea

Chorus
Disconnected
Disaffected
Disadapted
Disrespected
Disdirected
Disadapted

Verse 2:
All alone they disown
Who I am with their sham
So I run to no one
For their greed I must bleed

 

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Instrumental.

Not entirely sane.

Soft intro with pads and soft guitar solo, rocking middle with keyboard and guitar solos, a bass solo and then the slow, crushing destruction of the end.

Exactly the kind of the unexpected thing you should expect from me.

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