Kel Gordon's new sci fi adventure
Written for the Critics in 1980. Somehow the future of Spys, the song, still lingerers. We know it as marketing research. Its also known as greed and bullshit dressed up as fashion. Nothing you or say or buy is NOT recorded.
Sane people don't follow fashion, they make fashion!
Run I say. Run, duck and weave out of society. No,. wait, stay the fuck away. The surf is crowded enough!
Its a blokes song of injustice. 'It will bring you down'. I fought an AVO charge and was hounded for nine months by our fucking finest. Why do men go shit bag crazy and create madness?
"""The answer stares us all in the face and yet litigation is a greed machine that feasts on breakdown. Of course they don't give a shit. Silly are the fools that give into their bullshit. And all you do is destroy the young lives of those you love."""
Finally in court, the Judge said, "I have no doubt you are innocent in
this matter but I cannot find you innocent as that would change the laws. I
find you guilty and the charges are dismissed. You are free to go...
'But go where?' I said. 'You have taken away my business, my international consultancy, my credibility and worst of all my children.'
So, let go is an ongoing message to self. You cannot change the past nor can you influence the future...
Its hard but the only way a sane man can go forward is to Let Go.... The other path is now a common tragic occurrence every fucking week!
New laws wont change a thing except expand the useless public service madness and the showboating flows futher up shit creek!
STOP THE LITIGATION
It all makes perfect sense. Corruption and stupidity all rolled
into one.
I dream of a time when people’s faith is strong enough to throw off the
shackles of religious slavey.
Believe in the self. Be complete within yourself.
That is life. Not this invented fear of conformity dressed up as must have fashion.
Life is best when people believe in reality and pursue their choices as belief
in one’s self.
And abilities, the self within, natural confidence to find your passion. Be
that passion!
Not the sheeple tool of capitalism. I dare to dream in the sole and people standing
strong.
In their own overflowing energy of quiet confidence.
Not guided and goaded by the fear of hell.
A spiritual focus has no war or hate
Just acceptance that allows all creatures to live and let live in natural balance.
How beautiful is that?
I have seen this dawn I have lived this life and Australia is a nation platform
worth the effort.
And there within that parra-vision is the pathway all humanity must take if
we are ever going to leave this planet as we are called to by destiny.
Our government has lost the path to absolutely everywhere because they fear
the power of spirited people and knowing their own guilty greed of short term
control and benefits they cower behind legal enforcement.
What small minded fucking filth they are.
People of spirit hold the power of humanity. Not a room of despots!
Not their suppressing laws, not credit enslavement and not the weak facade of
pretence in short term government.
Become a real future, come a real future, come the empath future of stability
where life js to live and let live. Where none of these stupid laws would matter.
So much more important than
enforcement of control. Not class greed, not taxes designed by the oxy-morons
to control freedom.
Their educated stupidity is destructive stability. This is Australia.
Energy could easily be free. Medical should be free and education has to be
free and not feared. And choice must be an absolute law. The future will come
from those educated minds that place no value on money.
Become a nation of creation, become a mighty people’s nation, become a
Southern Cross Nation!
Come the Revolution. Become the Revolution. Become the Revolution. Become the
Revolution!
Not by war, not civil unrest just a way to a sustainable future. A change in
ethos, a change in the way people think.
Not money orientated. Family orientated, life orientated, future orientated.
Anything but this fucking use of money as a controlling power over humanity.
How fucked is that!
This is Australia. People died for this countries integrity.
Don’t let it happen here, now. This is Australia. Become a nation. Become
a real Nation.
Its just a cute riff. Splashed with some life lessons. Yep girl
stuff. In a crazy world of litigation and greed, who is to blame for relationship
failure? Life, death, medical health and even science are mechanised into a
profitable gearing. What hope do men have in a world where gay is a political
force? Indeed what hope does humanity have?
Live free, just go surfing....this world is rooted beyond redemption
Great days and nights. It still makes me wanna dance. Written in the heady days of the Critics or maybe the end Days of Suspect. You know, the band I wrote all the music for, build the PA and designed the choreography for. It was a visual display band like nothing before. After only 3 months of gigging Alberts were there to check us out. Check in hand... The band replaced me the next day and never got another serious gig again. Foolish egos of also ran morons. I wrote a song about them called "Monsters from the Id".
"They crawl out of their holes, They crawl out of their souls. And stick their knives as they live other peoples lives,"
But yep I was never in the band... Yeah right! And then came the Critics.
Its a gravity engine description put to song. If an old surfie can build one from rubish tip disgards then this technology must be well known. I guess a proper name would be "an apparent mass reduction drive."
Straight from the cone factory of Bud and Ben. One of a list of bedtime classics. Guaranteed to induce wonderful dreams where the world drops away and only a positive future remains. This song heals cancer, improves erections and causes the female species to want some. Intoxication, and benevolent submission. Why would you not leave Earth?
A song by the Photo's. The Critics version came to light recently and so here it is. Ironically it became the bands first single. Its a great song and could stir the up passion in a dead dog. I don't know or understand why songs grab people but the affect is obvious and intensely viral...
So I got hold of a 24 channel desk. Very cool. There was one file called shannon so I used it to make a roughly song just to check out my skills. Planet Shannon is the result. Mr D Hill is going to put some bass brilliance to the structure in the near future so just like the next Matt Reilly book I wait in excitment... Good Bass maketh the song...
The planet Earth contains the only DNA life in the entire Universe and yet it is treated with less respect than a toilet. Humanity has lost its way chasing false hopes of wealth and security. A false future that, as history shows, will not end well. Earth is the mother ship of all life. I doubt aliens exist at all!
This is an update on the original demo mixdown. Why? I just like it... The song is over done but hey it is what it is. And as the song suggests the working class own the power but have no say. So, turn off your phone and television for one day and show the marketing theives what real power is.
Close to the original version by my band back in 1981... Funny how these songs seem more suited to the current madness. Not happy with the vocals but then I try to only do two or three takes. Why, I really dont know.
Love comes love goes love hurts and love is gonna get you boy... The drums were live and belted out by an old lesbian who lived up the street. The spoken last verse says it all... Great song and would have been damn fine done live.
I just like the song. I done good. The spoken ending really says it all. Love, real love of a woman, is a disease well worth the infection. You will recover, but remain scared, remembering the goodness and the utter moments of life.
(I just want to fuck you) Welcome to the future. No morals no long term anything.Just randomness encounters.
Written one night while very pissed. IJWTFY is a one take trip into the moral delema of being a hetro male.
A scifi idea for where life might survive. Winter is coming...Winter is coming. A global decline is now unavoidable. The oceans are really dying. Nothing good will come of humanity,, War is inevitable as the planet declines into suppression and new diseases of toxicity. Update 2020 August. Looks like we have arrived...
Finally starting to find a musical outlet slash sound for scifi. Requis Marinis is nine minutes long. It has become my bedtime story. My inspiration for completing a scifi work cluster of star and planet songs. Not too bad so check it out... The oceans are dying... Wild unstoppable harvesting is worth 8 Billion USD a year. Classic 101 in how to kill a planet... Fucking Retards..
OK... I'm experimenting with anti gravity. Which I'm finding a little scary. The premis is a six dimensional monopole driven by induction to create a force in opposition... Cool hey. If this old dude can do it then such tech has been around for a long time... Moulder was indeed correct...
A great song for some herbal plant time.. This song is one take.... 9 minutes...
Lemmings to the cliff. Class wars in a dying world. Technology takeover, capitalism failure and lies rule the world. Just as we should be at our best it is the worst in humanity that rules the world. Science has caved in to marketing greed. The medical system is capitalistic crap that has never heard the word empathy. Ya just want to scar reem and then in the light of nothing will or can change, go surfing
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Written as a demo back in 1999. Change of government and nothing changes. Could have been written yesterday. Why it seems so difficult to have some sort of moral empathy beggars belief. I remain an educated slave in full view of a society and system of government in collapse.
It is funny and mystically amazing how songs materialise in a single thought. What a great experience. Running is the age old lovers problem. "Just let me see what I need to see." This is a demo song to check the feel. The proper song has a chorus and hopefully a punchier feel.. I added this demo as I like the song and attempt at vocals.... hahaha yeah right. Written in 5 minutes and recorded in about 10 minutes...
So I bought a Spark LE from the junk shop. Eventually I am working my way into some great sounds. Other companies are almost plain rip offs but yes the Spark LE has been hours of fun.
Yes... A great song played live back in the day but this version falls short. I think it surfers from a lack of tallent...It is a band song. Working alone in a studio is hard to build feel especially when the song has to begin by writting the drums. Not a drummers kick foot... Live it is the opposite way round and my skill level is not up to the level required. I'm working on that... In a studio its me but on stage it was the evil other Mr Rock Gordon... Holder of the record for rooting the most (all in point of fact and one was a lesbian) Ambassador barmaids.
Written as a youngster back in 1977. It is a song of great loss and telling futures. I'm not sure I wrote this, well I penned it with some help from God knows where.
If you find love then never let it slip away. Of course it has to be mutual and finding out love is a covert threesome triangle is painful. Has been the story of my entire fucking life really.... Sometimes I wish I was gay... But then my gay friends dont seem all that happy in relationships...
I love this song. Ten minutes to write, two hours to record and the vid took about an hour. Its my favourite subject matter dressed up as an alien race that fucks society. "The Greed came from time and stars." The greed really came from the failure of capitalism and the evil witch of marketing.
War is the only true art of man. Not happy with the demo but maybe one day it will come to me. The guitar if turned up tends to destroy speakers... I think it is the frequency more than the distortion pressure... Strange..... The beauty of demo writing and publishing on youtube is I really don't give a fuck. I do it cause I enjoy it. And its all about me.... War is just such an ego driven pursuit by those with wealth deploying and abusing those without wealth. I guess that makes me a porn star? Not really. Just a failed muso, having some fun, absolutely...
My x was an habitual liar. Love went one way and I was way too blind to see the truth. In the end most men get shafted by women with false faces and directions. Men are doomed in the new world as women are right either way. Best to be gay but then, from simple observation, as mentioned, that has its own misery.
I am a dinosaur. My grandfather survived the entire Gallipoli disaster and went on to fight in France and Belgium. There were attitudes of empathy and moral equity that have passed into litigation and mindless middle man control. The bureaucratic system will destroy Australia. Actually it is almost complete. So old farts just duck and weave trying to stay alive in an increasingly cruel and bitter social system. So duck and weive and just go surfing.
Written by D Hills with some assistance back in 1980. I did a shit job on something so poignant in current mentalisms and witch hunts. Maybe a song called witch hunts is on the cards? Basically the environment is becoming a metaphor for the human psychotic condition. They are both waste products. Need to re-do this song. Also it has been classed as porn... Please, really, in this toilet of a world..... Might leave it for Mr Rock Gordon in a live band situation. The prick wants a gig... and a root. Or maybe, Mr Hills would sing it?
DNA is a finite transition of life it self... Sorry Mr Darwin you were wrong. There is no natural selection.... Natural selection could never understand the mystery of flight and design a mechanism to overcome the boundaries of gravity. DNA is an intellectual force of biological construction.
Life is an orchestrated and directional event that knows no time. Therefore DNA is an intelligence of far superior mechanics than stupid humans could understand. If you were looking for a divine definition, one that was indeed part of every living thing then it is time to meditate. Lose yourself into yourself and communicate with the one. Try it. Communicate with the self and ask for whatever you need.
Oh, the point,,, radiation is now endemic and shortly the oceans will be in dire straights. Climate disruption and food chain destruction must follow. DNA mutation will directly affect all life. We are killing our soul...
Regrav Space is where I'm heading music wise. Or so I like to think. This song is a drum mix with the actual sounds emitted by Saturn and Jupiter. Cool hey. Same sounds as on Forbidden Planet... This sci fi classic 'Forbidden Planet' used these sounds to create mastery sci fi. My attempt falls short. But still I enjoy it and that is all that matters. I'm getting there... Oh and Regrav is a novel by myself and also the name of an anti gravity machine. I like to think of it as an "apparent mass reduction" device.
Written in 1979 it is the story I wish was my life. The Earth is rooted and if humans do not develop real,,, REAL,,, methods of leaving this planet, well we are fucked.. Rockets are childrens toys. The sound of high rev capacitive turbines developing mega voltage monopole displacement. Yes there is a future in space. Just have to get rid of NASA. Bureaucracy fails at everything. Did I just tell you what gravity really is? Not too bad for 1979...
First written in 1978 as WWIII it was a simple riff that worked. I think as a live song it fires heart and soul but I have missed that blood red essence of its fire.
But what can one old fart do but have a crack? He sees the world for what it is. "An accelerating ball, hit way too hard from the Tee. A sewage sphere."
It wont end well. Maybe that is a more apt natural selection theory of evolution Mr Darwin? DNA discovers its mistake in the faith of humans and fate takes over. There will be famine. There will be global disease. Life cannot exist out of balance and natural order will correct the problem. The story of life and such is life as it happens every time in a petri dish. The world is now grossly unsustainable and the one absolute solution is a dramatic reduction in the human population. Life in balance will be cruel to such abuse.
Updated Nov 2019
I just like the song. I done good. The spoken ending says it all. Love, real love of a woman, is a disease well worth the infection. You will recover, but remain scared, remembering the goodness and the utter moments of life.
Flight won a song competition in Newcastle. Go figure...This version actually. It is my horrible childhood. Living under bridges way too scared to go home to a drunken father. Beatings, yelling abuse, never a kind word and always the put downs." You take your mouth you take your gun and you shoot some more." He was a cunt. He defines the word.... My childhood was 24/7 fear. And I'm lucky to have survived. I am glad to have written this and strangely never really understood that I was writing about myself. The words fucked up comes to mind a little bit these days.
I was best man at a wedding and I lost the wedding rings. The marriage did not last and I got the blame over a drunken rant by someone who had thrown their life down the shitter. I was not the cause but it did hurt to have full voice accusations hurtled by a drunken man not worthy of a broken nose. Denial is very unkind to relationships of trust and one that never gets hurt is bound to not get the point. This was a 5 minute song to write. It flowed with both lyrics and structure and remained a favourite at gigs. Some good must come of everything.
So the love of my life gave into demands. I was not good enough, Came from Maryville, ironically on the wrong side of the railway tracks. I was never gonna amount to anything as I was a dreamer. Albeit a very intelligent dreamer. I just came from a poor family. Her mother actually punched my mother and knocked her down in the Store in Newcastle... My mum got sick and died not long after... I hated that bitter woman.
Anyway she, my life love, told me not to worry and that she would return to me later in life to live out our intense love for each other. This had been foretold in her dreams. She never came back. The song was easy to write and worked well live. In the vid, I like the way the use of three cameras has revealed my disfunctional head space. Yes love is a disease well worth the infection.
I love this song. You will too... It is a cry for balance in life.
OK it's a demo. The mix could be better. As an apprentice my days were little better than a slave. Shit repetitive work that fucked with my head.... Robot was born...
The Slave: So much change and yet where are we? Nothing has changed for the better. My ex thought this song was about her. Guilt I suspect for a self focused princess of the Bitch Order. It's about government mismanagement. Ironically I am related to good old Ned Kelly. I found this out at my uncles funeral. I also found out that I'm 1/8th Spear Chucker. 1/8th Chinese. And a goodly mix of Irish and Scottish. Cool hey... Nothing is as it seems...
Irene represents the fate of society. She stood as a monument to the failure of those educated and yet so blind to humanity. Society is a self serving machine crushing those of little mechanical worth. Irene was a victim. Greed has replaced moral empathy in government and public servants serve themselves.
D Hills wrote Irene in about 1980. I meet her not long before the needle had its eternal way. I watched as a beautiful young woman transformed into a incoherent mess that apparently was much better than anything close to the reality she had known. It was like meeting God, she said.
My anger will never subside at the cruelty shown by those who make their living from misery and despair.