What Are You Listening To Today?

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Factualist said:
but I've changed and I'm waaaay past that part
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hey turns out i wasn't, i have almost no memory of these few months of my life, one long bender culminated in an overdose that landed me in hospital for 7 days detoxing and an additional 5 in psych, had a BAC of .41 and 20mg of alprazolam in my system, would've died had I not gone and I wouldn't of have gone if I hadn't also decided to slit my wrists for some reason

finally quit though, no more GABAergics for me, been sober almost 4 months now at this point, which is the longest stretch in the 7 years I've been using, after i got out of psych i did 3 weeks in a PHP program and another 4 in an IOP program, i've only had the slightest cravings now and then and i can easily put them out of my mind, i guess it's true what they say about hitting rock bottom, the craziest thing to me is how much it affected my intelligence, i feel like the galaxy brain meme after being sober for this long, and I know with all the damage I did with the alcohol and kindling and whatnot it'll be years before I'm back to where I was





 
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Not just today, been listening to this one a lot in the last few days as I am the mixing and mastering engineer on this one.
Artist is my BFF, this is her first track ever.
I think it's fire, let me know what you think.

 


The Deserter

As I was a-walking along Radcliffe Highway
A recruiting party came a-beating my way
They enlisted me and entreated me 'til I did not know
And to the Queen's barracks they forced me to go

When first I deserted, I thought myself free
Until my cruel comrade informed against me
I was quickly followed after and brought back with speed
I was handcuffed and guarded, heavy irons put on me

Court martial, court martial, they held upon me
And the sentence passed upon me: three-hundred-and-three (lashes)
May the Lord have mercy on them for their sad cruelty
For now the Queen's duty lies heavy on me

When next I deserted, I thought myself free
Until my cruel sweetheart informed against me
I was quickly followed after and brought back with speed
I was handcuffed and guarded, heavy irons put on me

Court martial, court martial then quickly was got
And the sentence passed upon me: that I was to be shot
May the Lord have mercy on them for their sad cruelty
For now the Queen's duty lies heavy on me

Then up rode Prince Albert in his carriage-and-six
Saying, "Where is that young man whose coffin is fixed?
Set him free from his irons and let him go free
For he'll make a good soldier for his Queen and country."

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Fairport Convention - 1969
 
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