ETFM

Extra Terrestrial Frequency Modulation






ETFM Music

So I try to do the best I can making music, from home. Not sure why I love to do this. At the same time, I am embarrassed that I love to create music. I'd rather be obsessed with following sports or some other arbitrary pursuit, but I'm not. Making music is my unfortunate allotment - one with a high risk of criticism and pain resulting from such vulnerability. timeSpace was my goal = create an album exactly how you want before you die. These songs, timeSpace, are my 2019 home recordings.
More Bio Info: ETFM Extra Terrestrial Frequency Modulation


Cover Art for Album timeSpace by ETFM

Album: timeSpace

  1. Entropy [lyrics]
  2. Zaboucha [lyrics]
  3. Instagram [lyrics]
  4. WOL [lyrics]
  5. How Many Times [lyrics]
  6. Check 123 [lyrics]
  7. Butterfly [lyrics]
  8. Planting Flowers [lyrics]
  9. timeSpace [lyrics]
  10. Tomorrow Doesn't Exist [lyrics]
  11. the Meditation [lyrics]
  • Released: September 27, 2019
  • Album Length: 44:10
  • Credits

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Lyrics from the Album: timeSpace



TRACK: 01 Entropy

Breathe in
Breathe in for another day
Like it's your last one

Travelin' travelin'
to find another place
to call my home

But how, do you, do
when spaceTime grinds upon
you

Seekin' seekin'
low entropy
Make my fast my
slow

Conflict
it's deterioration
Surprised that you don't
know

But how, do you, do
when spaceTime grinds upon
you

I don't know what to tell you today
but just keep your ways

I don't know what to tell you today
but just keep your ways

Breathe in
Breathe in for another day
Like it's your last one

Perhaps you'll do
what makes you happy
Let entropy strangle
you

But how, do you, do
when spaceTime grinds upon
you

I don't know what to tell you today
just keep your ways

I don't know what to tell you today
but just keep your way

Breathe in
Breathe in for, another day
Make it your best one



TRACK: 02 Zaboucha

Zaboucha [it's about what ya] give time to
Whatcha gonna give time to

Like the grains in an hourglass
drop slowly fast
Your brain records what it's told should last
Did you record a little love
or just trash

Zaboucha give time to
Whatcha gonna give time to

To be trapped in the brain and the body of an animal
All you feel is the push and pull
So over your eyes
you pull wool

Zaboucha give time to
Whatcha gonna give time to




TRACK: 03 Instagram

She said violence is a choice
She said Instagram is my voice

Dear beautiful girl on the screen you
With righteous passions to tell
Thinking rightly, I can see and hear you
Through a body pixeled to sell

Beauty has become a currency
And popularity, a filtered kind of shine
Let me get back to you right away
Because, at the moment I’m not online

She said violence is a choice
She said Instagram is my voice

A life of stories boomerang please tell me
Repeat repeat repeat my greed
Growing in a timeline, ain’t that swell
Techno made my time a weed

Does the sun know what it gives life to
Do the sun’s photons have intent
Or is this just the artifact of our
Ever slow descent

She said violence is a choice
She said Instagram is my voice



TRACK: 04 WOL

Poolside, poolside beside you
sunlight, outlines you
oh what, what would we do
without love

Blue lights, blue lights
they blind me
Late nights, late nights
find me
People, people beside me
without love

This is, the part where
we let go
Of the collective,
brain fiasco
Dive in, knowing you won't go
without love




TRACK: 05 How Many Times

How many times will you keep going
round and round and round and round

Runnin' on a feelin' today
Don't know if I'll make it another way

How many times will you keep going
round and round and round and round

Has this been just a distraction
All the lights and the ambien
Suits tailored to fit
so you can get more of what
you think you should get

but
How many times will you keep going
round and round and round and round

How many times will you keep going
round and round and round and round



TRACK: 06 Check 123

Check check check check 123
You're a commodity, you and me
Bought and sold like celery
Ya see, ya see, ya see

Check check check check 123
timeSpace it's crushing me
Is there an escape hatch, did anyone see but me
help me

What's your disease
What's your cure
What's the reason
for your demeanor
I can't see you when you scream that loud
so proud so proud so proud

What’s your disease
What’s your cure
What’s the reason
for your demeanor

Check check check check 123
These blurred brain inputs
tryin' to fingerprint me
Oh it's just the mating call of money
money, money, money

What’s the hurry from Now's place
Just gonna get some more time up in ya face
Because your brain is bound to the time of space,
you can’t technically leave

What's your disease
What's your cure
What's the reason
for your demeanor
I can't see you when you scream that loud
so proud so proud so fucking proud




TRACK: 07 Butterfly

Are you going to do something or are you going to just listen
Are you going to sing something or just watch the sun glisten
Are you going to be something or is that someone else’s mission

Butterfly

The things that you see well they're just a transmission
Tiny brains bouncing fears while chasing ambitions
The things that you’re given are on loan from this prison

Butterfly

A butterfly in flight is a gift from your vision
This next line is the one we’re all missing
Are you going to do something or are you going to just listen

Butterfly



TRACK: 08 Planting Flowers

You know I need you
You know I want you
But you don’t have no, you don’t have no
Clue about me, why I am here
Why you are there, brushing your hair

In the morning sun

I pick up this dirt, In my one hand
Put the seed in, put the seed in
You’re up and running, off and running
Go do something
Just do something

In the morning sun

One day I won’t be here
One day you won’t be here
But this soil, it held us here
In the morning sun
That’s where you’ll grow




TRACK: 09 timeSpace

So fly away
So fly away
timeSpace is what your brain makes
timeSpace what your brain takes

Motherfucker, didn’t say I know
But I told you this shit a half hour ago
You were too preoccupied to know
So fly

So fly away
So fly away
timeSpace is what your brain makes
timeSpace what your brain takes



TRACK: 10 Tomorrow Doesn't Exist

When I see your face it makes me glow
You’re in the middle of the universe, and don’t even know
When I’m in the place you make whole
It’s like when I put on a fresh coat of lip balm

If I’m leaving here tomorrow
Would you ask me to stay
If I had to beg and barrow
Would you ask me anyway

When I’m in your grace you make time slow
Happy tears into your thighs they flow
And when I see your movements in the air
It makes me care

If I’m leaving here tomorrow
Would you ask me to stay
If I had to beg and barrow
Would you ask me anyway

But if I’m leaving here tomorrow
Would you ask me to stay
If I had to beg and barrow
Would you ask me anyway




TRACK: 11 the Meditation

This is exactly what I’ve been waitin' for
Feel the sun on my face, timeSpace no more
Dear time be gone
In our brains’ place, meditation
Dear time be gone
In our brains’ place, meditation

This is exactly what I’ve been waitin' for
Feel the sun on my face, timeSpace no more
Dear time be gone
In our brains’ place, meditation
Dear time be gone
In our brains’ place, meditation

This is exactly what I’ve been waitin' for
Feel the sun on my face, timeSpace no more
Dear time be gone
In our brains’ place, meditation
Dear time be gone
In our brains’ place, meditation

Like grains in an hourglass [they], drop slowly fast
Your brain records what it’s told should last
Did you record a little love, or just trash

Feels like this place is broken
Is that just for today
All of our brains’ in timeSpace disarray
But are we all fools to believe our brains collectively
Could be set free from brain time slavery

Has your algorithm gone unattended
Or hacked from above
If you’re given a choice
Why not choose love

This is exactly what I’ve been waitin’ for
Feel the sun on my face timeSpace no more

Like grains in an hourglass [they], drop slowly fast
Your brain records what it’s told should last
Did you record a little love, or just trash

Like grains in an hourglass [they], drop slowly fast
Your brain records what it’s told should last
Did you record a little love, or just trash



BIO: ETFM Music

Extra Terrestrial Frequency Modulation

So I try to do the best I can making music, from home. Not sure why I love to do this. At the same time, I am embarrassed that I love to create music. I also don't know why I want others to hear it with such a high risk of criticism and pain resulting from such vulnerability. timeSpace was my goal = create an album exactly how you want before you die. These songs, timeSpace, are my home recordings.

What does music mean to me? I see it as the method by which beings and non-beings transfer communications and trajectory manipulations in timeSpace; the intent embedded in the orchestration of frequencies via any medium, yet all mediums are the same, various forms of impeded light [even if it is expressed as sound = waves of air]. I choose what earthlings call sound, then the orchestration of waves within the earth's surrounding air [frequency modulation], targeting the human ear and hearing mechanisms - attached to a human brain of course, and then the change of neuronal superpositions therein. These are the home recordings [frequency modulations] of Gregory Steven Johnson. Instagram.com/ETFMMuisc


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© ETFM & GREGORY STEVEN JOHNSON - All rights reserved.


timeSpace CREDITS

Written, Performed and Produced by ETFM = Gregory Steven Johnson

Mixed by Eric Passmore at EP Sound

Mastering by Al Isler










© ETFM & GREGORY STEVEN JOHNSON - All rights reserved.