Bishops and Brutes

in an uncanny valley,
perpendicular to the strange plains
even the most animated
of grey matters, remains sane

stroll through the galleys
as they’re rowed by limp giants
the trolls move to rally,
with the goal to conspire

aspire to span distances,
greater than their strides allow
they perspire, in efforts
makers that give rise to clouds

orbs that soon shower down
pounding sounds on sapiens
singing choirs in the cranium
in tones, as rich as uranium

savoring tastes from saviors
this behavior soothes the mental
nestled in it’s vessel,
textured nectars, that move to wrestle

proving that there’s few who
are worthy of the ample suckle
they lack the hustle,
lame slackness, cramps the muscle

so their exploits are hampered
by the dealer that provides fear
but can be forever scattered
by thoughts of positive ideas

take the finger nails, impaled
upon the bubbles of thought
not with intentions to grasp,
it’s caught, to eventually pop

releasing the inert gasses
that the masses ingest best
the more that time passes…
it nests, grasped in pressed fleshed

affirmed flex proves best to remove
the burdened chest plate
else unseen rooks inflict wounds
emanates in a certain checkmate

Ep.9.5 Guilty Pleasures – Live Mix

Wow… It’s been a while!  Here’s the second to last podcast I’ll be putting on, composing of some of my guilty pleasures: Indie-Electro-Disco-Funk-Remixes… Enjoy!

Ep.9.5 Guilty Pleasures – Live Mix

Cocaine Blues (HOFF Remix ft Pase Rock) – Escort
I’m Corrupt (Viceroy Remix) – Dcup
Juicy Luicy (Little Boots Remix Dub) – Jupiter
Everyone’s At It (Mattanoll Remix) – Lily Allen
Inspector Norse (Original Mix) – Todd Terje
sol. – Mausi
Crave You (Cassian Remix) – Flight Facilities
Shake – Little Boots
The Golden Cage (Fred Falke Remix) – Whitest Boy Alive
F*cking Boyfriend – The Bird and the Bee
Help, I’m Alive (The Twelves Remix) – Metric
Pack Up (The Royal Palms Remix) – Eliza Doolittle
Cameo Lover (G.L.O.V.E.S. Remix) – Kimbra
Paddling Out (Penguin Prison Remix) – Miike Snow
Let’s Have A Kiki (Flying Horse Disco Bootleg) – Scissor Sisters
Now Now Now (The C90s Remix) – The Penelopes
The Worse It Gets (Shook Remix) – Penguin Prison
Worse It Gets (RAC Mix) – Penguin Prison
Love Is Magic (DiscoTech Extended Remix) – Afrobeta
On A Train (The Magician Remix) – Yuksek
D.A.N.C.E. (MSTRKRFT Remix) – Justice
F*ck With You (feat. Sophie Ellis-Bextor) – Bob Sinclar
Fire In Your New Shoes (Featuring Dragonette) – Kaskade

Mute Elation

half way to madness,
as the Cerberus emerges
new synapses collaborate
and genius converges

a cyclops is hatched
under incubated heaters
submerged in the vessel,
they’ll soon hark, ‘Eureka!’

displacement has made it
easier to leak out
as the pebble,
that causes tsunamis to reroute

peered doubt in the face,
monochromatic spectrums
bathed in the warm embrace
of holographic projections

visiting upon orbs,
they swarm around the orifice
originating from nothing
their assembly borders bliss

when situated inside
desolate, capitulated minds
articulated gears rotate
reticulating splines…

dine on the battlefield of vanity
there’s no room for the sorry
so, why would one invite
Moriarty to the party?

and pamper this nemesis,
engulfed in a benign substance
as gargoyles toil,
amongst the flying buttress

the voices keep suggesting
that it’s going to be ok
they’ve taken up residence,
refusing to pull up stakes

it aches to concentrate,
spent, can’t seem to focus…
the weak become heroes,
the bent, concede to dotish

anemics request warning labels
for their bubble wrap
outfitted garments cradle
the timid, with double straps

capped and wonderous vessels
sustain the appetite
colourful acquaintances nestle
sedate, then wake the night

Timed Trials

It’s been a long time… time waits for no man
Clocks hide faces and watches spot no hands
Brought forth in essence, the indelible nomad
With Ronin presence, in all of its true sense

The Riders of Rohan can’t track his movements
Despite improvements to match congruence
Rocket surgeon’s sooth sense prove the impossible
Through prudence, heightened blokes, and enlightened apostles

Children of stars beam with god-like complexions
Building bizarre speeches, in odd confessions
To reach parallels and move beyond progression
Each multiplies in size, to spawn succession

In a burst that rivals throngs of nanite drones
Sherlock and Spock tabled to talk up science
Sheep and wolves, that transcend man-like clones
Hybrids of Abel, unable to stop the violence..

Neanderthals pandering to the Men of Renaissance
Forming unions, in the colors of Benetton
Against simians moving weight inside of Kong’s claw
Godzilla laying waste, taking flames to Mothra

Burning away shadows on Peter Pan’s frame
As the boy grew up, struck, n’ bruk the damn game
Reigning on iron thrones, unknowns holding plans aimed
To handcuff handmaids and hamper a man’s gain

Adding Rambaldi functions to the Fibonacci sequence
Decipher the oddities ‘til roots are squared, seamless
Queue with Father Time, wind him up, unimpeded
Awaiting the next in line with an airing of the grievance

Squeeze each to pieces with a smothering love
Seek saves from Jeebus and bear hugs, from cherubs
Out of body dangles, as you hover above
The greatest golden rectangle that ever there was

Ep.9 Full Brazilians: Unwaxed – Live Mix

We’re out of this hibernation business with some delicious sounds. Check out the new mix featuring: Jazzy-Bossa, Electro-Samba and all points in between. Enjoy!

Ep.9 Full Brazilians: Unwaxed – Live Mix

Fancy – Zigo
Sidewalk Samba – Riovolt
Groovin’ On – Bossa Nostra
Contas Novas [Vintage Bossa Cut] – Panaphonic f/Liliana Giminez
Que Bandera (Gerardo Frisina Remix) – Rosalia De Souza
Hellen Samba – Gerardo Frisina
Caipirnha – Janice
Close Your Eyes (Faze Action Mix) – Bebel Gilberto
Delicade – Soul Copa
Segredo – Sabrina Malheiros
Play Back – Yukihiro Fukutomi
Lendas de bahia [70's Sambadrome Cut] – Panaphonic
Zio Bossa – Phonorama
La Dattilografa – Phonorama
Espuma Bossa – Panaphonic

Gulag Goulash: 2nd Bid (Revisited)

did a bid with Billy the Kid…
we ravelled in mischief and violence
so the warden had to divide us,
solitary confinement
while fellow inmates riot,
our rage remained quiet
in silence, alone in the dark
without a warm match to spark

until I harked back to the days
when I used to curse the sun
for being in my eyes
wish that ignorance was shun
until I spy why I must become wise…
And it’s wise
To become one with yourself
Possibly, better off for the health

But in that time my mind
Refused to share in its wealth
All stealth knowledge
Had been placed on a shelf
Never to be seen again
Dreaming of Toni Braxton
Ensure if I’ll ever breathe again
Metaphysical weakling

Demons turn their heads
And call me a heathen
Attempting to force a hand
Before the dagger’s out its sheath again
Cell’s unlocked, then I breathe again
No despair, no wickedness
in Hell left to rot, but now I see again,
With fresh air and vividness…