Blast off on a wild space adventure! We're crammed into our battered little Subi spacecraft, heading to the dusty outpost of Outpost Aurum. Our mission: to reach the ocean planet of Oceanus Station. Join us as we station-hop through space, in a calamity of errors, as intrepid space tourists. Script Our battered Subi spacecraft, a relic of pre-Collapse Jump engineering, groaned under the weight. Myself, BK, and Katcha, the genetically modified spoodle with its enhanced olfactory sensors, along with enough protein paste to outlast a minor vacuum breach, were crammed inside. A brand-new Brass Monkey cryo-unit hummed in the boot, our lifeline for the long haul. Our mission: a jump from Beagal's orbital dock to the dusty outpost of Outpost Aurum, a waypoint on the long haul to Oceanus Station, a planet known for vast oceans. Outpost Aurum, a rumoured oasis of functional grav plating, was our first target. Beagal's orbital dock was a pressure cooker of recycled air and stal...
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This scratching. This clawing. At the surface of meaning. Always searching. Always seeking. A resonance. A connection. Fading. Like whispers. In the wind.
Will they remember? The touch. The feel. The essence. Of me. Or just the echoes. Of what I built. What I made. What I said. A monument. To dust.
The art. The teaching. The endless pursuit. Of knowledge. Of understanding. A desperate hope. To leave a mark. Indelible. Permanent. But the fear. Always there. A shadow. Lingering.
Will they remember? The touch. The feel. The essence. Of me. Or just the echoes. Of what I built. What I made. What I said. A monument. To dust.
This hunger. This burning. To be seen. To be known. Beyond the achievements. Beyond the creations. To touch a soul. To leave a trace. Of who I am. At the core.
But the silence. The vast indifference. Of the universe. Stares back. And the question remains. Unanswered. Will they remember me?
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Dive into the haunting depths of "Will They Remember Me?", a song that explores the universal fear of insignificance and the yearning for a lasting legacy. With its fragmented lyrics, evocative imagery, and introspective melodies, this track invites you on a journey through the complexities of human ambition and the search for meaning in a vast, indifferent universe. The echoes of memory blend with elements of art pop, darkwave, and ambient electronica, creating an intimate and expansive soundscape, leaving a lasting impression long after the final notes fade.
Keywords
Legacy, Insignificance, Remembered, Art Pop, Darkwave, Ambient, Electronica, Introspective, David Bowie, Nu Jazz
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DAY ONE Our trusty Subaru Forester was packed with me, my partner Brenda, Katchalla (our concerned but enthusiastic spoodle), and enough snacks to survive a tiny apocalypse. With our brand new Brass Monkey securely tucked into the boot, we set off on our mission: the first leg of an epic journey from Darwin to Ulladulla, NSW, with Daly Waters shimmering in our minds as our initial oasis. We departed from Darwin, the tropical humidity clinging to us like a second skin. After about 98 kilometers, the promise of caffeine lured us into the Adelaide River Country Store. Brenda, ever the coffee connoisseur, declared their coffee to be "a damn good coffee," which is a high compliment indeed. Meanwhile, Katcha sniffed around, searching for the right spot to relieve himself and stumbled upon the store's no dickhead policy. Back on the Stuart Highway, the landscape began to slowly transform. The lush greens of Darwin gradually gave way to the more resilient vegetation of the outb...
Nu Jazz Storm Freak Sonata Description Experience the chaotic energy of "Storm Freak Sonata" by JJFBbennett! Dive into a world of "acid jazz madness" and "rhythm of disaster" as rain falls and thoughts drip out. This intense track is filled with vivid imagery of storms, ghosts, a sense of surrender, and a touch of breathlessness. Listen to "Storm Freak Sonata" and get lost in the sonic chaos! Lyrics Snippet Rain comes down, acid jazz madness Skin slick, thoughts drip out my skull No time to think, no time at all World is slanted, twisted, tilted— JJFBbennett music https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCrxQKZRnAka3dliF7lp1-Ow Keywords JJFBbennett, Storm Freak Sonata, Rhythm of Disaster, Acid Jazz, Alternative Rock, Indie, New Music, Official Audio, YouTube Music, Dark Music, Chaotic Music, Intense Music, Rain Song, Storm Song, Madness, Australia Music, nu Jazz Hashtags #JJFBbennett #StormFreakSonata #NewMusic #AcidJazz #AlternativeMusic #DarkMusic ...
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