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RPM 08 Mix 1

The last wood of the season burning Another winter - see you on the other side After everything has died The last leaves of the season falling Soon the air will be filled with dark and doubt And the fire's going out The last night of…

A song to myself. I’ve often felt like an unnecessary appendage in the circles I end up in. I’ve had some real crazy experiences in my life, and I tend to exaggerate to try an instill the grandness I felt in each story. Sometimes, I’m annoying…

A large portion of this record was written with my friend Wilsun in mind. If anything, this is an album to amuse him. To ensure I achieved that goal, I tried to write a song that reminded me of "Life In A Northern Town", although it actually…

Sometimes you listen to a Peter Murphy song and then ask ChatGPT to help you write a song. Sometimes you end up with this. You wouldn't believe the lyrics I left out. Goths on the beach, all dressed in black, Heading for the waves, and…

Recorded on Feb 17

Recorded live during a church service probably in the early 2000s. CREDITS: Written by Project X and Tammy Borden Project X: Bass Scott Wilson: Lead guitar Tim Thompson: Acoustic guitar, backing vocal Craig LeMieux: Drums Tammy Borden…

I believe I came up with the initial riff for this one in 2017 and it slowly developed over a year and a half. Since it was already almost completely written, it was included in the 2019 RPM project. The intro was recorded in Mount Horeb, WI at…

A song written and recorded for the Record Every Month Challenge in November 2022

The Our Father in Latin and sung a cappella. I don’t really know any Latin but I’ve tried to learn to say some of the basic prayers. For me it’s a really nice way to pray sometimes and frees my mind a bit to focus on God. This melody came to…

After much Anticipation The Baddest Hypeking Oshobaba Aba based port harcourt Hypeman, is back with this hot banging Mixtape ft Dj experience This mixtape is done to welcome people to ember month

When i was 15 i’d, had enough Got all my things and, packed them up Flipped off the whole world, i was so tough Little did i know things would get so rough Got so excited to be, on my own Finally a place that i, could call home Little…

I wrote this track with the intention of writing something for an LP, but it ended up not sounding anything like the vibe I had in mind for the album. Somehow it turned into a dark-trance song, who knew?

Dragged Jazzo away from her celebration cake to record this version of Bossa Nova Breeze by Gerald Schwertberger from her recent Trinity Grade 4 exam (which she aced).

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