The new song: REMdemption Reproach
Additional production and mastering by Rajen Mistry
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Space Opera Covers
Cover # 1
Space Opera Cover # 2
Space Opera Cover # 3
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A track to contemplate the willingness of men and women to do bad things for the sake of self-interest and in the midst of impending and desperate circumstances. Choices that change, choices from which one does not return fully.
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A track called Paranoid. It was originally made in 2011.
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If you don’t respect your environment, your environment won’t respect you.
By Ashish Seth
I could get you anything you want. And that’s the problem.
By Ashish Seth
*cough cough*
By Ashish Seth
It’s like I woke up to a nightmare I wrote about.
I’m really not feeling good. Maybe human nature isn’t flawed. Maybe human nature is perfect and we just don’t like it.
All this violence this summer. It may be fueled by the actions of ignorant men. But even if you’re a good person, it still puts hate in your heart.
By Ashish Seth
These lights shine like this every night and cars pass by and things happen and still they stand and shine and don’t complain. Always. And things don’t change for long periods of time. They still stand. And it makes me wonder whether some people’s lives are like this?
The only thing worse than shouting and no one hearing you is shouting and no one paying attention.
By Ashish Seth
Rum Runners took this road South to the border.
Wheels of trucks passed through, chocked full of soldiers.
Band wagoners jumped off trains to escape the draft.
Shady men smoked weed under street lights and shared a drag.
The Prime Minister drove past this road once and did not remember.
The whole community gathered to follow a hearse in mid-September.
Whites pelted tomatoes when a store was bought by Negros.
They offered cheap goods and after a while no one complained.
Plans to build a college failed because of the city.
Janey kissed a girl and then married into money.
A once drunk man found Jesus on a stop sign.
He tried to warn the people but no one had the time.
Rain swept slippery where the Honda slammed the Chevy.
Flowers and a sign that said “You’ll never be forgotten, Janey.”
They still come to put them under the only street light that flickers.
Make sure the flowers are replaced before they wither.
Low res photos to show a plain street at night.
Repaved cracks like scars tell a story trying to hide.
Rain soaked streets illuminated by an evening sun about to go down.
Humidity that pulls at the unwashed hair on your head and eyebrows.
Everything feels stiff and dirty.
Everything seems to bite.
It is in this moment that we’re truly aware of our age.
Tired and lazy and weary, waiting for the day to turn to dusk.
By Ashish Seth
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