ERASING THE 38TH

The link https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/erasing-the-38th takes you to a demo version of my experimental song ‘Erasing the 38^th’. I haven’t done much with my music in terms of sharing it with others lately so here we go; the lyric is printed below if it helps you follow the song.

ERASING THE 38^TH

See how it burns

Stars instead of streetlights,

Two moons instead on one,

Touch the edge of heaven,

Give breath to a dying sun,

Give breath to a dying sun (repeat etc.)

See how it burns (repeat etc.)

 

After the blaze of glory,

Comes the flickering light,

What’s left has no shadow,

No vulture in flight,

Take off this mask,

See how it burns,

See how it burns (repeat etc.),

In this game of Russian roulette,

The weapon now rests at your temple,

Your time on the trigger just drags,

Take of this mask,

See how it burns (repeat, repeat, repeat etc.)

 

If any musicians out there need royalty free quality music samples (I don’t buy them in, I produce them all myself from a variety of sources, guitar, electronic, surreal) at seriously low prices then my new start business Zoolon Audio might interest you https://www.zoolonaudio.com/ )

I am adding to my YouTube channel  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCtOtegaQCJKBCZWYJDHOTPg

and SoundCloud  https://soundcloud.com/zoolon   all the time.

You can find me on Twitter https://twitter.com/ZoolonAudio as well.  I don’t write poetry as such. Any words I don’t throw away become lyrics.

Copyright © 2016 Zoolon Audio.  All rights reserved.  Unauthorised copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance and broadcasting prohibited.

 

 

 

THE SEARCH FOR SILENCE

There is no such thing as silence

I know that

The dictionary tells lies

Once I locked myself in a lead coffin

(might or might not have been lead)

After 4, maybe 5 minutes

I realized I could hear my heart beat

My clothes rustle

Even cotton shirts rustle when locked in too long

They never tell you that in the shop

My breath whispered in its own language

A cruel percussion of bells ringing in my head

Then the oxygen ran away screaming

What’s the point of silence

If silence is like a God?

 

I thought it might help when blogging if I told readers a little bit about myself. My name is George. I run Zoolon Audio https://www.zoolonaudio.com/  selling samples I have made to electronic musicians and sound artists mainly. The business is new and things are going well. I also write songs and make sound art myself.

I am adding to my YouTube channel  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCtOtegaQCJKBCZWYJDHOTPg

and Soundcloud  https://soundcloud.com/zoolon  all the time.

You can find me on Twitter https://twitter.com/ZoolonAudio as well.  I don’t write poetry as such. Any words I don’t throw away become lyrics.