Part of the mini album Multum in Parvo made during my exile in the UK in a little house on the coast, this song was built from a south american style guitar recording by a friend Cliff Charles, resulting in some sort of 2 step Grime-esque electro hip hop, enjoyed making this and creating the flow of conscious thought, hope you enjoy it too!

Liquid soul

Hope come you just have 13K views it's the best rap I listen to

Lyrics Here's a little story bout a man named Martin Labouring the fields his spade he sharpen Nobody paid no mind discard him Solo all alone his heart had hardened Paid as a serf no loot no margin Dig away the time his life departing Hope dishearten the skies did darken Kept to himself no talk no barking Gave all is his time all he got was a dime And some young cheap wine that he though rather fine Nobody asked they knew he didn't mind Nobody asked people too unkind His face was grave, made freshly shaved Digging, the Earth digging his own grave Six feet deep wasn't necessary for a man like him So he just dug three His face was grave, made freshly shaved Digging, the Earth digging his own grave Six feet deep wasn't necessary for a man like him So he just dug three All he did was was work never did unwind The monthly weekly daily grind After many years face worn and lined Dug so much would have thought that he mined From Morning dawn to evening dusk He worked as he must, in God, he trusts He laboured the Earth, silent never cursed It never got better, and it never got worse He never spoke up and never spoke out He didn't spend much, but he always had nowt When you never wonder then you never have doubt Learn to live with hunger inside lights out His face was grave, made freshly shaved Digging the Earth digging his own grave Six feet deep wasn't necessary for a man like him So he just dug three His face was grave, made freshly shaved Digging, the Earth digging his own grave Six feet deep wasn't necessary for a man like him So he just dug three

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Love it

all in the dough

Toujours aussi bon <3

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Oh and Happy Easter / Joyeuse Pâques! Here’s some bad news / mauvaises nouvelles!

Lyrics (Chorus - samples) Here comes old bad news Bad news himself Hate to be Bearer of bad bad news Verse 1 Hate to be the bearer of bad news Your resume was barely viewed Your album got no views And bad reviews Fair dos Melodic airs were misconstrued Jeered and booed Critics severely rude Clearly crude Teary eyed and bruised Sinking ship cruised The path you choose Is fraught with shattered blues Scattered clues Of a battered muse Old worn out shoes No light blown out fuse Guess I get what’s due Don’t wake slept on through Don’t wait must be true Must be me, can’t be you Trust in fate just make do Frail ends meet in two Heart bleating rams and ewes Beating tam tams in zoos Hypnotised méduse Do more faire plus Chipped electronic puce (French chip) Guns down make a truce No lies tell the truth Crooked smile crooked tooth Getting used to the youth So uncouth they need proof Chorus - Samples Here comes old bad news Bad news himself Hate to be Bearer of bad bad news Verse 2 No voodoo withdrew booze Leave you in the pooh poohs Stopped by said coucou They don’t like me beaucoup Flying like a soucoupe Looking for a new group Playing out my blue roots Baby got some new boots Sure fire my soul shoots The doldrums the dole troops The ashtray the old doubts (= cigarette end SCO) The swag and the gold loot A bag of black coal soot Delivered to my car boot Military war coup Seem like I deja vu Living life is ardu (French arduous - hard) Dodging bullets harpoons Comical like cartoons Broke I don’t have la thune (French slang for cash) But I do have lacunes (French shortcomings) Two black eyes racoons High tides on black moons High fives in back rooms Capsized the platoon Catatonic die soon Die hard go ba-boom All letters spell doom The broum broum the zoom the zoom Fly like a witches broom Take my pen to my tomb Over dark skies loom Chorus - Samples Here comes old bad news Bad news himself Hate to be Bearer of bad bad news

I got to say the flow of you're songs are amazingly unique

Randomly came by this on my Apple Music discovery station. Every week I try to make a list of new tunes that caught my ear. This one definitely made the list!

Im really digging this

Your music is very important to me. Your changing lives, be aware. Thanks again.

Your extreamly talented. Slept on. Thanks for everything you do. It makes a world of diffrence to some of us. Keep making those waves in the pool, ket em feel you.

WORK OF ART 🖼️♥️♥️🙌

Je la joue a l'accordéon diatonique et je suis fière car c'est une masterclasse ce son je l'écoute tous les jour.

Streaming links distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ghostown/bermuda-tea Exploring an old sample and a strange key, a track about much and nothing! On that freestyle writing tip Artwork by Jade AKA Rei The Hat Animated in Apple Motion Played, performed, mixed and mastered by Rael Lyrics ⬇ Time seems so golden I am sole with Bordeaux Launching the boulders I'm rolling in dough As I get older I'm wiser you know Tobacco rolled up I'm cold on the go Some said don't do it Dark voodoo shit Had to go through it Hot vindaloo lit As the crow flew it Straight go a bullet Flowing so fluid Really who knew it Bro I think you blew it Take the cud and chew it Let the others brew it Fit the foot shoe it From a pip grew it Deep ground rooted Till a tree fruited Were they ill suited? Will you kill lucid? Will you feel stupid? Take your fill loot it You've been recruited Drive on rerouted Hoot your horn hooted Others sit muted Hustle deluded Chief is demoted Market free float Democracy vote Majority broken You must be joking Pay a fee token Let the sea soak in Drink the tea hoping That the spirits waken Measures that were taken Purity forsaken Who are we to take in Numbers in the making Stand up pay your bacon Roll up get your stake in Walk by head shaking Need to drink your herbal Warning only verbal Coughing up a fur ball Jumping over hurdles Teenage mutant turtles Jumping through the portals Stifling a chortle Warts and all immortal Even if there is a reason for your teasing Season of the spirits Tell me what room he's in What lock put the keys in Bonnet got your bees in Sonic calm your breathing Warm you when you're freezing Victory will tease me Not so easy peasy Lime lemon squeezy Who said the win was breezy? When a fit will seize me Have to sit I'm wheezy Ventolin appease me These fees are queasy This is monumental Savage wild and feral Violin and cello Violence no mellow Stopped by to say hello How's it going my fellow Don't worry don't fret so Ready on the get go Arriving on a scooter Heard it through the hooter Lost up in Bermuda Country in a stupor Simmer in a stew pot Typed on a computer Hardly any ruder Made another blooper Star stuck the shooter Heading back to Buddha So raw it's cruder Cheesy as a Gouda Check the intruder Cheek getting ruder Pockets full looters Overthrowing rulers Need to drink your herbal Warning only verbal Coughing up a fur ball Jumping over hurdles Teenage mutant turtles Jumping through the portals Stifling a chortle Warts and all immortal Time seems so golden I am sole with Bordeaux Launching the boulders I'm rolling in dough As I get older I'm wiser you know Tobacco rolled up I'm cold on the go

I've just heard this song by chance for the 1st time tonight, and the melody of the bells at 1:58 immediately made me think of another music. I finally found it: End of the Day by Amon Tobin. Nice track though.

bueno

Que C'est Bon 🌹

This was supposed to be instrumental till I added a little vocal hook, inspired by all the jobs I've had and no longer wish to do! Ghostownbeats is where I've been posting my instrumental works on streaming services

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You have so much awesome content to dig through. Thank you very much for your hard work. ❤

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This is one of my favorite songs ❤❤ thanks

Algorithm hates you but this is a amaaaaaaaazing song.

This is part of a 2 track EP where I remixed No Cookies and Where's Will from the 2022 album "The Cure to the problem you didn't know you had". The original album I had intentionally produced in an acoustic fashion, in this EP I've added a much more "Ghostownian" production to them. This song (either version) is one of my favourites, I love the lyrics and the flow of the song. It's about a simpler time in the past (or at least it seems it) The idea of no cookies is two-fold, one, a time before internet and the annoying cookies, two a rejection of American culture, but this is countered by the American series I mention in the song that I watched as a kid, we can't escape the American culture mind washing it seems, and now I drive a Dodge 😂

Lyrics Heading out to Jimmy's house With his older sister Barbara Always get a bite to eat Cos' they got their stock up in the larder Then we head across the hills Have a look around the harbour The girls went to the hairdresser's The boys went to the barber's Want no cookies please no cookies I've got biscuits in my jar Want no pop corn and I'm not torn Never been to the cinema Now we're going round to Jame's As he's got a VCR We're all parked upon the carpet Looking, watching from afar You can call me on my house phone And I'll answer if I'm in But it's likely that I'm outside In a forest, in a den Take the dog back to the quarry Climb up on these rocks again No trackers out to track us Yet the parents staying zen After heading upstream Up the track, we're on our bikes Got no water or no helmet But we know we'll be alright We get scratches, we get matches We fight with all our might The summer haze, we're catching rays Until the day turns into night Take a ploughmans in a beer garden A pound is what it costs Hear the bees in all the trees And Louis being chased by wasps They got four channels on the TV White and black that little box Dukes of Hazard or the A-Team And I wonder what to watch Round a campfire in the garden Hear footsteps on fallen leaves Calling Jesus sing the chorus To the forest to the trees Praying, laying back on cut grass Gaze upon the golden stars Holding, back and forth we pass the cup And puff stolen cigars

Bravo !!!

ohhhhh la la! will you marry me already Ghostown ? <3

love it, absolutely love the song and lyrics as always 🔥 thanks to ghostown for bringing real quality rap/electro music in 2023 !

I decided to remix a couple of tracks from 2022's "The Cure to the problem..." this one and "Cookies", the original idea was to make non beat based music, but I couldn't hold myself back and had to remix it! As I often do this is a 3/4 or 6/8 time beat which seems to be my natural flow. The idea behind the track was to play around with the repetition of "will" and it's various meanings, the theme being searching for a lost muse, the will, and getting it back Anyhow hope you enjoy, I find this groove quite addictive! Lyrics Where did Will go? I don't know He forgoes He not show Light dim glow Will Will throw In the towel? I think so Well well Will I seek Will I need Will Not fall ill The red pill Don't feel thrill Is Will still? Will Will come back? Will Will trap? Will Will snap? Is Will slack? Is Will cracked? Is Will flat? Has Will packed? Will well dry I will try Will Will fly? Will Will sigh? Will knows why? No will die Is Will shy? Does will cry? Where did he go? Where's Will gone? Nobody knows What's Will done? Where did he go? Where's Will gone? Nobody knows What's Will done? Where will Will? What will Will? When will Will? How will Will pay? What Will say? Will will the day When will I may? Can he stay? All my will Has gone still I need will Will well fill Sharp cry shrill Don't kill Will Deep breathe gills Hell's where's Will Will I succeed? Will I feed? Well indeed Will I bleed? Will Will impede? Will Will breed? Will my creed be me seed? I will find Will And bring Will with good will With no bills in my will Until then I stay still Where did he go? Where's Will gone? Nobody knows What's Will done? Where did he go? Where's Will gone? Nobody knows What's Will done?

Благодарю!

Outro to the album, based around more of my friend Cliff Ovenden's guitar samples, a somewhat Egyptian reggae feel to this, and one of my first recorded scratches with the oh so fantastic Monkey Island pirate insults! "This is the end for you, you gutter crawling cur!"

How did this happen!? Not really sure but I started by going out to record the seagulls and other birds and waves but the sea Then I asked the universe what music would go with these natural sounds And this happened, I actually really wanted a Banjo but had to program one instead And of course I remembered a crazy after match speech by Mr Cantona after he had done a Kung Fu kick at a supporter in the 90's It all makes sense I assure you! Lyrics Birds - bird noise Eric - When the seagulls follow the trawler Birds - bird noise Eric - It's because they think sardines will be thrown into the sea, thank you

I see this as early morning after an all nighter vibe Ambient tripping up over alternative hop Backwards accordions and other ones by Jo Powell - Lunetide 🙏 🌙 To me it sounded like the rhythm was stuttering, I wrote a kind of 3/3/2 verse 🧮 Lyrics I’m on the edge of the frontier ledge Made my bed I won’t budge but I dodge You can’t ram I know I’m moving forward Yes I’m moving towards the goal I feel soul I feel soul I feel soul Running and running and running And get your trainers on They’re coming and gunning and coming Get your sails on Get it you get it you got it Got it rolled up Sad it you meant it I’m on it Stand up hold up Many are ready Get steady get very mercenary Pretty confetti get ready Enjoy the ceremony Many are ready Get steady get very mercenary Pretty confetti get ready Enjoy the ceremony Many are ready Get steady get very mercenary Pretty confetti get ready Enjoy the ceremony I’m on the edge of the frontier ledge Made my bed I won’t budge but I dodge You can’t ram I know I’m moving forward Yes I’m moving towards the goal I feel soul I feel soul I feel soul

A very special song for me where I feel deviated as far as possible from my normal music I was pretty nervous to release the whole album but particularly this song How do you feel about this song? I'd love to hear your feedback 👍 This song could be seen as the history of mankind, or the history of capitalism Video elements sampled (stolen) with no mercy Lyrics He came across the seas a'rowing Landed just in time He rounded up the clansmen He said that "all was mine" He told them they were dangers And he had to keep them safe They had to pay their taxes And he put them in his case He put a spade into the ground And made them dig with all their worth He pulled up all the rocks And then he said that was his earth He sailed right up the Amazon And burned it in a blitz A flag upon the hat he donned He said that all was his All is His He trapped them in a wide web And sent them all to sleep Entertain their brain waves And turned them into sheep Keep the people in their boxes And the livestock in their cages He wasn't such a rotten egg He let them all have wages He strolled across the charred land Singing Money's time Put his feet into the ashes And he said that all is mine Sent them packing in the factory They're told to mind their biz The smaller shops have closed and gone He said that all is his All is His Put the rock into the fire Till it was burning like the sun Told theme there was danger And he was the chosen one Put a man upon a cross Killed him in the light of day Told the people they were sinners Yet Jesus had to pay He put poison in the water The people couldn't breathe He said it was the others And by God they had to leave Hunted down the last one He said there was no crime A smile upon his face Said to himself all is mine All is His

This dreamy trippy song (which has become a recurring theme over the years) came about playing around with my friend Cliff Ovenden's guitar recordings To me this song sounds like Life, the cycle of life, and I find it very positive and optimistic. What does it sound like to you? If you like this song you should also check out "Whisky Boat" and "Dolphin" from the Reflections album, "Merlot" from the Shanksville album, and also "Auchendinny from this Accordion Crimes album 👍 Lyrics Feeling the freedom I want to Feel every season I want to Have enough reason I want to Waves are appeasing I want to Not care about it I want to Never I doubt it I want to Looking I found it I want to Working around it I want to Life is amazing I want to No naval gazing I want to All high is praising I want to Balance and phasing I want to Freestyle and cruising I want to No win no losing I want to Healing the bruising I want to Taste it I’m drooling I want to

This is so dope

Amazing visuals! J'écoute ça ce matin, il fait tout noir dehors, c'est magnfique! Ton son me donne des frissons Ghostown!

U can't see but this track got me groovin

Lyrics : Two steps two blocks Two cubes ice rocks Keep it smooth no shocks Spreading like small pox Lone wolf tall fox Stone throw launch rocks Heading down On the docks Knife cut Dagger chops Jagged edge on his skin Now the chase will begin Gone past wondering Now it's time action Friction in his step Fixing mindset Tricked them blind yet Clocked not time yet Third floor position Set up aiming with precision Out of hand his condition Slight of hand the magician Deep breath Envisage death Take his last second left Take him out Leave bereft Disappear Life theft Now they'll be only one Whoever sold him the gun Has got a reason to run Let's say his demons have won Too many bees in his bonnet He knows he shouldn't have done it He will be the iconic Could use a G and a tonic Busy hiding his traces Witnessed several faces Busy finding new places I guess he's kinda audacious All accusations are baseless Just a smile and a facelift Straight faced and shameless Now it's Back to the day shift Method copy and pasted Sober others are wasted Evidence he erased it But his own path he traced it On the stage where he graced it Payed in bills that are laced with Base Cocaine tasted Followed home as he hasted

This is based on some old Greek Rebetiko samples This version is actually unique to RU-vid as I released a different version on the album Recently I've been writing a lot of songs with a theme and or a story This is the opposite, this is what I always used to do, it's like a written freestyle, every line inspires the next line, it goes all over the place in no particular direction Also I like the word anyhow, probably never say it though! Link to final (er) version ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-HJ-kqj19XBs.htmlsi=JYF2OmXmLDdNr165 Lyrics Anyhow, get the oar and row Anyhow, got to get the dough Anyhow, knowing what we know Eenie meany meenie miney moe Anyhow, get the oar and row Anyhow, got to get the dough Anyhow, knowing what we know Eenie meany meenie miney moe Launch like a catapult Riot like a radical Maniac fanatical Seven year sabbatical Scream like a cat call Take the club and bat the ball Instincts animal Can’t say I had a ball Anyway got to save the hay For a rainy day Sail away Just let the blues from your day to day Fade away no sun sky light shade of grey Hate to say third decades in my resume Down to earth so pent up that I’m bound to burst Send a nurse take me away to the house of mirth Found a verse don’t wanna navigate the Metaverse Get to curse get your feet off of my ground turf Outburst let it all out and illuminate Jubilate zooming in and out and rejuvenate Grooves I make now I figured out what I’ll do today Who are they? Don’t try test don’t be rude to me Anyhow, get the oar and row Anyhow, got to get the dough Anyhow, knowing what we know Eenie meany meenie miney moe Anyhow, get the oar and row Anyhow, got to get the dough Anyhow, knowing what we know Eenie meany meenie miney moe Move along head down keep your eyes open Sly groping keep it up get your fingers in the pie poking Little rough around the edges just apply coating Fix it up when we arrive on a side note and I’m hoping that you’ll appreciate my token Sly joking so many lies I hope they die choking Dry your eyes soaking Sit by the fire stoking Let the high folk in The mighty high has spoken Dope on wax put the stylus on the turntable Stern and able Many ways to discern a fable Gazing naval Burning bridges as he turned the tables Confirmed Awol Cain land of Nod spurned Abel Made to earn a living Reproduce keep the sperm living Gotta learn to give In Don’t keep the concern hidden Dance a firmer rhythm Got to curve and swerve to winning Serve and be forgiven Time to go when your turn is bidden Anyhow, get the oar and row Anyhow, got to get the dough Anyhow, knowing what we know Eenie meany meenie miney moe Anyhow, get the oar and row Anyhow, got to get the dough Anyhow, knowing what we know Eenie meany meenie miney moe

Stonybank was an old address of my family, there were no murders! Thankfully creative freedom enabled me to concoct this gruesome tale of accordion gang warfare 😊 Loosely inspired by the book "Accordion Crimes", loosely as I didn't actually like the book but I liked the name and the idea Here we can imagine some 1900's New York immigrants bringing their instruments and traditions and entering the cut throat survival world that is the US Johnny (Always Johnny) takes out the competition and becomes an accordion star, wooing the nation, however as he grows, so does the number of his foes, it's like Tony Montana constantly looking behind his back until eventually someone gets him Accordion by Jo Powell - Lunetide Lyrics Johnnys in the kitchen counting out his dough Some of the dough is missing and Johnny doesn't know Feels the rage rising something has gotta blow Is his team uprising who's got the info Need to talk to Alfie gotta Get him on the blow Something seems fishy better ask him what he knows Alfie sounding awkward picked it up and said hello Alfie gave up nothing said he don't know him from Joe Behaviour hop Be saying a lot Pay him to talk Saying you'll walk Happened to lack it all Cough up the capital Whacking an animal Looking to jack it all Johnny's on the corner now Johnny's on the road Johnny found Alfie and Johnny did unload Alfie's on the floor and no longer growing old Johnny's moving up now, Johnny's feeling bold Picking up the squeeze box, welcome to the show Your head bops, your knees knock, keep you on your toes Ease up the see saw reaping what he sows Wrapping up in these thoughts, kill the status quo Deal with shady Bribe Old Bailey Dance a ceilidh Plain we're sailing He's the master Can play faster Legend laster Ghetto blaster Johnny's in the zone now, working on a flow Johnny got the hunger now beware all you foes No hashing the assassin make the first blow Hit where it hurts most leaving them KO He'll be looking out for you, tell you what you need He'll be right around the corner blowing on a reed You've been duly warned now he's dipping in the greed Appetite is growing, and he might just have to feed Dare to face them He'll replace them Coppers chasing Close the case and Passing the baton Bomb that he sat on Don't wanna rat on B proof strapped on Now he's on the stage right at the top of his game He thought it would be better but if feels just the same Autograph need signing, everybody knows his name Thinks about Alfie and he's feeling kinda strange How do you move up when you've nothing else to gain No more inspiration and his energy was drained All around him bad seeds no honest man to name Suddenly he doubled over writhing in pain Shot was fired Feeling wired Extremely tired Time expired It's decided You're invited Say goodbye to Your provider

**Disclaimer - all names have been changed and any resemblance to real people is pure coincidence** Last year I visited an isolated community living on one street (The Row - pronounced ro - a row of houses) 🏘 I was charmed yet perturbed by some of the locals bizarre behaviour.. There was the man who was constantly cutting things up in his secluded garden, where he had chickens and deep freezers 🍗 The woman who needed walking sticks 🦯 but only in the afternoon Another woman who never went outside and shouted through her curtain 🪟 A man who had the biggest collection of wood but didn't have a fire🔥 If you've seen "The Wicker Man" particularly the original 1973 version then you'll get an idea of what it was like. Anyway now I live here, don't tell anyone, and please don't visit! Lyrics So welcome to the row Where everybody knows Everything there is to know We’ll watch you as you go Jake lives at number eight Can’t seem to communicate. He leaves his house all day Tends to get back late Chainsaw strapped to his back Always with a trailer packed In his garden wood is stacked Got four sheds packed back to back Something was out of place No smoke, his chimney graced One day I upped the chase Rang his bell with sloe gin to taste He took the bait, we conversate I couldn’t look him in the face Had to state I said hey Jake You’ve got no stove or fireplace Row (welcome to the) Where everybody knows Everything there is to know We’ll watch you as you go Ron gets up before the day begins Promptly takes out his daily bins Always tied with sailing string Smelling fishy scaly fins So far so what? But, here’s the thing He never goes out never orders in How do you throw out what you don’t bring in? Ronnie never buys anything Always makes an infernal din In his garden, burning things Mixing chickens and Carnal sins In his freezer alarming things Saw him with a knife out carving things He looked at me with a startled grin I wonder if God needs to pardon him I guess I’ll leave Ron to his gardening Row (welcome to the) Where everybody knows Everything there is to know We’ll watch you as you go Sheila seemed to be handicapped Never knew the story never knew the facts Her speech was slurred. Her voice was cracked Her motor skills seemed sorely lacked Sheila prays on a crucifix That nothing will go wrong that a gin won’t fix Gets around on walking sticks But she only needs them after six Julie has never been the same Since she moved into the lane She covered herself in cellophane And only speaks through the window pane She likes to bake cake chocolate And watches us through binoculars At first glance, it seemed innocuous But she never stops watching us Row (welcome to the) Where everybody knows Everything there is to know We’ll watch you as you go So welcome to the row Where everybody knows Everything there is to know We’ll watch you as you go

Nice dark vibes for the season

This sound IS hard man 😮😅😊😢😂❤❤