A nod to the old school 95 hip hop vibes, Lords of the Underground, Fugees Cypress etc
New album Pedro Gordo out now!
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Video by Rael for o2Su Media
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Beat/vocals by Rael
Scratch by DJ Kirsa
Mixed and mastered by Rael for Ghostownbeats
Lyrics
A rare old bird is the pelican
I’m gonna give you a little problem to test your powers of logical thinking
Paid your due, due to go
Staring at a faded glow
Under roofs stay below
Stable not able though
Table desk stare alone
No guests scary home
Well I guess I’ll carry on
With the stuff I barely own
Hairy dome bare bones
Tearing down the terra-dome
Shed a tear, shredded Rome
Where has everybody gone
Barrier baritone
Carrier carry home
Hot desert Arizone
Mapping out the genome
Reasons that resonate
No season to celebrate
Heathens at heavens gate
Pleading to vaccinate
Captions that captivate
Captured take the bait
Don’t talk procrastinate
Fashions that fascinate
A rare old bird is the pelican
His bill holds more than his belly can
He can take in his beak enough food for a week
I’m dammed if I know how the hell he can
I’m gonna give you a little problem to test your powers of logical thinking
Shooting from the balcony
Alcoholic alchemy
Barking down a rabid tree
Havoc turn to harmony
Free my pen from slavery
He resides where ravens be
Hope in a faint melody
Fellow fellows follow he
Broadcasters telling me
Freedom’s now a felony
Your well being will be
Monitored incessantly
Never cease war peace
Take a piece famine feast
Hungry beast say the least
Say your piece call a priest
Lead you on a merry dance
Handled with a heavy hand
Candle lit but no romance
Travel with the ferryman
Destination unknown
Knowing how the bombs blown
Evacuate trombone
Faded light sun glow
A rare old bird is the pelican
His bill holds more than his belly can
He can take in his beak enough food for a week
I’m dammed if I know how the hell he can
I’m gonna give you a little problem to test your powers of logical thinking
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KdmJdJAHRo
A tale of a traveler who sets out to seek a better life, only to find out it wasn't worth it
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Guitars Keys Beats & Vocals by Rael
Lyrics
Huddled in his shack, heat food and money lacked
Old walls damp and cracked like his future looking black
So he opened up the map and put his things into his pack
On home he turned his back, now he’s never looking back
Cold is the wind as his big mission begins
So say hey Joe where are you gonna go?
Better row row row row row to the shore
Better heave heave ho gotta go follow the dough
Better leave lie low, stow stow away you stow
And he goes, go where the cold wind blows
Worn feet soles, one soul, one goal
Bought and sold, let him roll, let him roll to the gold
Over sand over water gotta scramble over borders
Doesn’t eat like ought to and the time is getting shorter
And he thinks about his mother and his father and his daughter
Tension and the static, find a way through the traffic
Where the traffickers are at it, pretty penny for the passage
Last hours trepidation, reach his destiny his nation
Many moons staying patient, kept his dreams his motivation
And he goes, go where the cold wind blows
His mind stayed merry as he’s marched out of the ferry
But the constable was scary, his demeanour contrary
Got him housed in a hostel, got him locked up in his cell
By the window sees hostilities wishing him to hell
He doesn’t understand it, just go home they yell
The papers never came in this never ending game
His hopes began to drain with the never ending rain
Not welcome on these shores, fully closed remain the doors
Just staring at the floor, what does the future have in store
Feeling raw to the core getting harder to ignore
He’s huddled in his shack, heat food and money lack
Old walls damp and cracked like his future looking black
So he gathered up his map and put his things into his pack
Homeward bound he’s going back, he’s never coming back
And he goes, go where the cold wind blows
So say hey Joe where are you gonna go?
Better row row row row row to the shore
Better heave heave ho gotta go follow the dough
Better leave lie low, stow stow away you stow
And he goes, go where the cold wind blows
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wg9_26rONvQ
Streaming links
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JSA UB40 ES40 RSA RMI APL ASS so many abbreviations for the unemployed life!
Shout out to people from the Dole and ANPE who have let me continue to make my music over the years! I have worked quite a lot in-between but making music is the only thing I really want to do!
Video took ages to make, using stop motion and time lapse plus after affects animation, worth the work! I hope you concur!
Another Frenglish song from the upcoming MCMLXXIX album due in January
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Lyrics
Cela va faire deux ans que je suis chez moi
Au bout d'un certain temps il faut se sortir les doigts (Du cul)
Au debut je faisais du télétravail (Mon cul)
L'ennui a été un adversaire de taille
Baisse de morale et une bonne crise de rage
Maintenant je me retrouve au téléchômage
Je ne vois pas mon chemin, je ne vois plus ma piste
Mon avenir doit être téléRMIste
Je reste occuper, stupéfié devant la télé
Je change de chaines pour me changer les idées
Moi j'aide des gens moi, en restant chez soi
Je fais travailler des immigrés qui livrent chez moi
On prend un pas en avant
J'aime pas ma tronche sur l'écran
Je vois mes amis plus trop
Je les vois que en Visio
Je les suis sur tous les réseaux
Happy famille, ça me lasse trop
Photo vacances, petit resto
Déso, ça me donne la gastro
ARE et ASS
APL s'entassent
RSA la classe
Des meilleurs et j'en passe
ARE et ASS
APL s'entassent
RSA la classe
Des meilleurs et j'en passe
ARE et ASS
APL s'entassent
RSA la classe
Des meilleurs et j'en passe
ARE et ASS
APL s'entassent
RSA la classe
Des meilleurs et j'en passe
They asked me questions but I sent them away
They told me not to but I didn't obey
They want me working where there's no room to play
I lost my rhythm now I don't know the day
UB40 ES40
JSA and over forty
Oh Lordy looking hardy
Hardly looking, came in tardy
Cut the cord you can't record me
Sack the board just cos they bored me
Close the door on your way out for me
Fake veneer your sharp and thorny
Never really play but when will I win though
Always indoors staring out my window
How you gonna be a better bigger man, ditto man
Suppose you gotta be a little bitter man, little man
I try to row better
I'm not a go getter
If I didn't know better
Id place a low bet on you
I try to row better
I'm not a go getter
If I didn't know better
Id place a low bet on you
I try to row better
I'm not a go getter
If I didn't know better
Id place a low bet on you
ARE et ASS
APL s'entassent
RSA la classe
Des meilleurs et j'en passe
ARE et ASS
APL s'entassent
RSA la classe
Des meilleurs et j'en passe
ARE et ASS
APL s'entassent
RSA la classe
Des meilleurs et j
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_GVgmn-KRjs
New song from the upcoming Wuchak album
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Mixing dub and hip hop, chilled out hypnotic haunting vibes
This is like the dub version of "Who's That" (Shanksville 2018)
The original first verse was actually written to this tune in the first place.
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Video by Rael for o2Su Media
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Beat/Vocals by Rael
Mixed and mastered by Rael for Ghostownbeats
Lyrics
Who’s that that taught laws
Fought wars and drew borders?
Blew mortars, who slaughtered?
Black poison blue water
You ought to wake up to the new order
Some sort of disorder
Distort the talk on the street corner
Who's that that trained troops
The same loop, blood stained boots
AK shoots, so stay put
CIA roots, a staged coup
You're paid to create proof
A great spoof, you hate to
But you make do, a paid truce
Fake truth, when the pay suits
Who's pulling strings, polling wins
Gets the dough
Who gets the market started
Who wants to know?
Whose team's behind the scenes
Who got gains to show?
Who's the puppet master bastard
Who controls the flow?
Who's pulling strings, polling wins
Gets the dough
Who gets the market started
Who wants to know?
Whose team's behind the scenes
Who got gains to show?
Who's the puppet master bastard
Who controls the flow?
I circle the huddle and tackle debate
The bass that wobbles, the shack that i shake
The case i take, and gamble a stake
The worst that can happen, i step on a rake
Went out of the door, to juggle an oar
Fell into the water and struggle ashore
This is my ship so welcome aboard
Come to the bar and guzzle some more
Typical sympathy, what you gonna give to me
Keeping me company, working abundantly
People affronting me, what you gone done to me
Have to be blunt to be blunt
Bashing my brains, deliver the pain
Mashing membranes, deliver the gain
Flashing the frames, playing the game
Burning in flames, claiming the claim
Certainly getting me hot and its hitting me
Suitably fittingly, maybe off-written me
Flatter me smitten me, fleetingly bitterly
Hickery dickory dock
Certainly getting me hot and its hitting me
Suitably fittingly, maybe off-written me
Flatter me smitten me, fleetingly bitterly
Hickery dickery dock
Who’s that that taught laws
Fought wars and drew borders?
Blew mortars, who slaughtered?
Black poison blue water
You ought to wake up to the new order
Some sort of disorder
Distort the talk on the street corner
Who's that that trained troops
The same loop, blood stained boots
AK shoots, so stay put
CIA roots, a staged coup
You're paid to create proof
A great spoof, you hate to
But you make do, a paid truce
Fake truth, when the pay suits
Who's pulling strin
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7jhDDm1jToo
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Welcome to Dance of Delight! One of 12 songs entirely based around the accordion, played by Joanna Powell - Lunetide
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Lyrics
Get your dose ready
Don't get the wrong amount
Get your mind steady
Can't have a doubt
Dizzy giddy high heady
That's what it's all about
Can leave your heart heavy
Don't take the wrong route
Get your dose ready
Don't get the wrong amount
Get your mind steady
Can't have a doubt
Dizzy giddy high heady
That's what it's all about
Can leave your heart heavy
Don't take the wrong route
Any which way that you care to be telling me
Don't have a care for the thing that you're selling me
Frankly I'd rather be hanging with Melanie
Hell of a jealousy bed with the enemy
Set up a start up and send up a rocket
I'm making an impact like licking a socket
The tip of the top I climb up and look off of it
I am not usually really that talkative
Mark indelible brand unsellable
Tank unfillable Hank formidable
Hank unkillable cut umbilical
Who's is billable? Too many syllables
Time is digital get with the regiment
Grinding it over and leaving a sediment
You gotta feeling but I gotta sentiment
Chances are slender and hang by a filament
Get your dose ready
Don't get the wrong amount
Get your mind steady
Can't have a doubt
Dizzy giddy high heady
That's what it's all about
Can leave your heart heavy
Don't take the wrong route
Get your dose ready
Don't get the wrong amount
Get your mind steady
Can't have a doubt
Dizzy giddy high heady
That's what it's all about
Can leave your heart heavy
Don't take the wrong route
Usually I believe truth is the opposite
Of what the papers will publish take stock of it
Open their gobs oh dear God put a sock in it
Mountains of slander we'll get to the top of it
Even if I could go back to the quintessence
There will forever be gathering dissidents
Switch off the TV the networks I'm sick of them
Somebody come and deliver deliverance
Uber you got it you get it you getting me?
Get into debt and you feckers will threaten me
Bet on a weapon the devils do beckon me
Deaden me deaded me call in a deputy
You can assume the elite will be ruthlessly
Taking the riches while you're living frugally
Too many lunacy under the scrutiny
You break a law and they're beating you brutally
Get your dose ready
Don't get the wrong amount
Get your mind steady
Can't have a doubt
Dizzy giddy high heady
That's what it's all about
Can leave your heart heavy
Don't take the wrong route
Get your dose ready
Don't get the wrong amount
Get your mind steady
Can't have a doubt
Dizzy giddy high heady
That's what it's all about
Can leave your heart heavy
Don't take the wrong route
#ghostown #accordion #alternativehiphop
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-GQOzhdZrX0
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I created a Ghostownbeats profile for future instrumental work
Bubble Wrap was created for the Goutte à Goutte dance project by Florence Liprandi
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#ghostownbeats #bubblewrap #instrumentalhiphop #abstracthiphop
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dpfyxb2oyZs
Streaming links to the album Spektah Revisited
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Written, Produced and Performed by Rael
Guitar by Baptiste Marie AKA The Baptiser
Lyrics
Come on heathens, time for reason
Who's believing, time for leaving
I'm bereaving, summer season
Heavy breathing, as you pleasing
What're you seeing? Human beings?
Not sure Im agreeing
That door, red and green
Image gore, needing cleaning
Every minute, comes the hour
Hands sweaty, tasting sour
Feeling ready, make you cower
That face, looking dour
She's my flower, come a row
Take my power, break my tower
Dont let, she devour
Dont fret, wont allow her
Getting Seedy, now they're coming
Now they see me, and im running
Heartbeat, steady drumming
Yellow teeth, biting something
At work, see them smoking
Evil laugh, hear them joking
Hypocrites, cat stroking
This is it, cat choking
Dirty fingers, in their nose
Do they wash? Who knows
Oh my gosh! Deadly foes
Blood stains, on their clothes
Dont complain, be my friend
It's a shame, he pretends
He's to blame, can't amend
Get slain, in the end
#ghostown #pearshapee #spektahrevisted #weirdmusid #alternarivemusic
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1AhCvw2A5K4