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Vikarma

by Wucan

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Stephan
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Stephan "Vikarma": this term is borrowed from Hinduism and stands for a 'bad', sinful or 'evil' deed that negatively affects karma. Sinful perhaps, but Wucan's vikarma is by no means bad or even evil. Acoustic guitars, transverse flutes, occasionally a consumptive rattling Hammond - a certain Woodstock feeling can germinate there. Favorite track: Wizard Of Concrete Jungle.
muschiosauro
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muschiosauro Big mistake. I was at their (spectacular) gig the other day, saw this album (which I had never listened to) on vinyl but didn't buy it as it was their debut and wasn't sure about it. Now I'm listening to it and - oh my - this IS good. So good. Stoner-touched, bluesy heavy rock of the 70s kind at its finest, with supertight instrumentals, great female vocals and a whole kaleidoscope of moods and vibes. And a huge plus for managing to incorporate flute without sounding like a Jethro Tull clone. Favorite track: Wizard Of Concrete Jungle.
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Freqelf High energy music, perfect to listen to while working. Love the flute, an instrument that always makes me happy. Favorite track: Franis Vikarma.
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1.
I'm sick and tired of saying >we’ll see<, Because my tears won’t soften your steel. I’m neither wanted nor rejected, Prepare myself for the unexpected. Can you even look into the mirror, Without disgust, ice-cold shiver? You’re playing with your gun, but you keep me in line, Hope was the spring, that never ran dry. It was worth a shot, you shot me down, You left me to bleed, aaaah I am free! Baby it was worth a shot, you shot me down, You left me to bleed. But you cut me so bad, yeah, you cut me so bad, But now I'm, baby, I am free!
2.
Frank 04:31
You know how to keep words working, You know how to paralyse, You know how to blow the dust off my brain, You know how to hypnotize. It's the blood in me that’s seethin’, Whenever I look to you. Since the moment, baby, you came my way, You've turned it into a brew. It was a magic kind of moment, when you made me to your woman, But you never did. I know you were, Ready for shooting. You swallowed the smoke in the room, So I could see your face, You spoke three rumbling words to me, Words with golden glaze. Baby you’re so ice cold, So cold that I wanna melt, Release me from that torture, Release me from that spell. You’re in my heart and I feel you under my skin, I’ve got you in my head, you’re in my... blood!
3.
Dopetrotter 05:57
I am wearing my dress of skin today , It was the black Afghan, that has put me to hell. As I return into my building of bones, It's the only place that I call home. Silky curtain, dirty window, steely view, I'm blessed with a curse, I was born to be abused. I believed all the words from his tongue, But what has turned him into a lethargy bomb? Its confessed against secrets, Don't trust no one, no dopetrotter! They are dancing in the rush of the wine, Fading to dust, pirouettes of lies. My mind’s a temple I invite you to pray in, Kneel down and kill my conscience. I was born out of the utero of doubt, No hollow words could soak this drought. From all the things I have ever lost, It's my tiny mind, that I miss the most. I was forgotten in the corner of war, Don't trust no one, no dopetrotter. It's confessed, against secrets. Don't you trust no one, no dopetrotter. I said I was forgotten in the corner of war, Don't you trust no one, don't you trust no one, No dopetrotter!!!
4.
Big Red Bun 05:31
My body spoke a language, you sure knew how to understand, Tell me man how many signs do I have to send? Maybe you can have enough, But I tell you, that I can't, Tomorrow I will wake up and my chances they will still be the same. I need someone to guard my mind, Someone, who can feed my eyes. Need someone for the hours of the big red bun.
5.
When I hear your voice, my pupils open wide, But it doesn’t take glasses to stare into the sky. I know it's gonna happen, this is the thunder in my brain, But you keep turning my head, deadly dazed. My wizard of concrete jungle, I still wonder who I am, I wanna catch you with my soul, I wanne feel you in my veins. I know you’ve got a message, come on whistle it into my ears, I’m howlin at the moon, but I swear I gonna share no tear. My wizard of concrete jungle, I am plastic, I am stiff, I am hollow and cold, but you could me live. Like an eagle you fly over the canyons of my brain, But you’ll never know what I conceive, because I’m not a girl of your time. I’m not a girl of your time. [solo] Right from soul asylum, I split the night, I’m damned to do, I can feel my disease and the only cure is you. Where ever my blood may push me, baby, I dont know, But I'll keep on sailing on, as long as your wind blows. I’m howling at the moon, but I swear I gonna share no tear, Took a trip to the cotton balls, I bought a precious souvenir. My wizard, my wizard... YEAH!

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released November 14, 2014

Recorded and Mixed by Michael Gerlach

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Magic Flutey Hardrock from the Krauts.

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