desert bird industries catalog

7/28/2019 Desert Bird Industries Catalog

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Free Music Streams fromFree Music Streams from

Around the GlobeAround the Globe

Natural Health Tips andNatural Health Tips and

Psyche Gifts That Keep onPsyche Gifts That Keep on

GivingGiving


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Table of Contents

Music Stream Links

Natural Health Tips

Psyche Gifts That Keep on Giving

The True Light Chronicles Reading Sample

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Live Streams from the Global

Underground

Tip: You can create a free playlist of your favorite Soundcloud tracks at

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4/22

A

Acid King Electric Machine

*Psychedelic/Doom San Francisco, California

Apowain Happy Day

Apowain History Repeats

Apowain Uptempo

Apowain Worthless

*Alt. Rock Sterling, Virginia

B

Basment Sessions 07 the dark 1

*Alt. Rock Seattle, Washington

Beat Mark What I Want the Most

*Noise Pop Paris, France

Bloods All The Things You Say Are Wrong

Bloods Best Friend

Bloods Good Night

Bloods Into My Arms

Bloods Like a Diamond

Bloods This Town

*Garage Pop/Punk Sydney, Australia

C

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5/22

Camilla Elise Summertime

*Singer/songwriter Oslo, Norway

Carina Round Into My Blood

*Rock - Wolverhampton, England

Crossfire Hit the Bottle (Smashed up My Mirror)

Crossfire Wicked Witch

*Rock n roll London, England

D

David Nelson She Talk

*Rock n roll Provo, Utah

Deborah Joe Come A Little Closer

*Alt. Rock Tampa Bay, Florida

Defekters, The Be the Change

Defekters, The Little Seed

Defekters, The Love Revolution

Defekters, The One Love

*Reggae/Dub - London, England

E

Eelyk Mukcin Legalize It

Eelyk Mukcin Make Believe Repression (Maple Leaf Suggestion)

Eelyk Mukcin Pick Me Up

Eelyk Mukcin Politically Apathetic

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6/22

Eelyk Mukcin Primal Rage

Eelyk Mukcin Shattered Then Torn

*Hip-hop/Rap Bale des Chaleurs, Canada

F

Futures League, The Too Many Lies

*Rock n Roll Los Angeles, California

H

Hayley Fahey What Is Love

Hayley Fahey They Say the World Will End

*Singer/songwriter Chapel Hill, North Carolina

H.Grimace - Lands of Gold and Green

H.Grimace This is What We Are Doing

*Alt. Rock London, England

Hurray For The Riff Raff Take Me

*Folk New Orleans, Louisiana

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J

Johannes Persson Actor

*Pop Lund, Sweden

Just Jon I Wanna

Just Jon Play

*Alt. Rock London, England

L

Los Leopardos 1,2,3

Los Leopardos Cuidado Johnny

Los Leopardos Hot Rod

Los Leopardos No Se!

Los Leopardos - Psychocherry

Los Leopardos Toda la Noche

Los Leopardos Ven a Bailar

*Rockabilly Mexico City, Mexico

M

Memento Aeterna Path Through the Woods

Memento Aeterna The Understudy Quit the Play

*Dark/Melancholic Rock San Francisco, California

Merrow Its My Time to Shine

*R&B/Soul Virginia Beach, Virginia

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8/22

Mia My Own Heart

Mia Setting Up a Fire

*Pop Unknown, Hungary

Miles Tomlinson I Dont Know

*Lo-fi Acoustic Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Modern Hut Life

*Indie New Brunswick, New Jersey

Mother Gun Anysound

Mother Gun Distant Life

Mother Gun Fall Around

*Alt. Rock Granada, Spain

Ms. Fedorchak Reap What We Sow*R&B/Soul Westminster, Colorado

O

One Missed May My Faults

*Pop Punk - Saratov, Russia

P

Paradox Mr. Bureaucracy

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9/22

*Alt. Rock Cork, Ireland

Pedico You Cant Get AIDS If You Never Get Tested

Pedico My Girlfriends Black (And Theres Gonna Be Trouble)*Punk Rock New York City, New York

PINS Get With Me

PINS Say To Me

PINS Stay True

*Alt. Rock Manchester, England

Pi Makarov Comatoast

Pi Makarov Down and Drowning

Pi Makarov Enabler (Love Me When Im Drunk)

Pi Makarov Expiration Date

Pi Makarov Flowers in the Yard

Pi Makarov Pathetic (Candle Against the Sun)

Pi Makarov Rat Racer

Pi Makarov Self-Deprecating Bimbo

*Alt. Rock D.C., Washington

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10/22

R

Rebecca Sullivan Moonlight Confessions

Rebecca Sullivan Silver Slippers

Rebecca Sullivan This Will Not Break Me

*Singer/Songwriter Ventura County, California

S

Sarah Ariete With the Moon

*Pop Sverige, Sweden

Senium Drone

*Alt Rock Ocean County, New Jersey

T

Tobi-Lea Cheap

Tobi-Lea Dont F*ck Me Over

Tobi-Lea Sexy Chick

Tobi-Lea Sleeping Lies

Tobi-Lea Take You Out

*Punk Rock Mission Beach, Australia

TRAAMS Low

*Indie Rock Chichester, England

Twerps Coast to Coast

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11/22

Twerps This Guy

*Pop Rock Melbourne, Australia

U

Uncle Acid & the Deadbeats Ill Cut You Down

*Psychedelic/Doom Cambridge, England

W

We Govern We bULLY

We Govern We Dead Pretty

We Govern We Mulligans Island

We Govern We Song for Lizzie

*Alt. Rock Ventura County, California

Weronika Rodriquez Cold Water

Weronika Rodriquez Here Comes a Rain Again

*Singer/Songwriter Oslo, Norway

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Stream or Download the full album free

Watch the music video for

Sugarcoated Stardust on YouTube

*Alt. Rock


*$4.95 .PDF, .MOBI and .EPUB format forPC and mobile devices.

The fate of reality falls into the

hands of small town Coloradodelinquents and a rock star witha gang of militant hippies calledthe True Light Advocates whomust defeat domestic bio-techterrorists known as the Sun KingNation.

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13/22

Natural Health Tips

Tooth or False:

1) For healthy teeth brush after every meal and

schedule regular cleaning FALSE

2) Cavities cant be naturally reversed FALSE

3) Bacteria in the mouth thrive on sugar and

starch which create enamel-destroying acids

FALSE

4) Processed food lacks fat-soluble vitaminsteeth need to re-mineralize TRUE

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Preventing Root Canals at naturalnews.com

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14/22

Psyche Gifts That Keep on Giving

Is Intuition Real?

Well, What Does Your Heart Math Tell You?

Research conducted by the Institute of Heart Math

reveals the human heart processes and decodesintuitive information constantly scanning the

future

Read the full study at heartmath.org

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15/22

The True Light Chronicles: A Reading Sample

The Journals of Artemis Madoc da Vili an excerpt from the e-bookThe True Light Chronicles

Part One:

Lying in a $4000 mattress covered in red satin sheets and blankets in a room with same-colored lamps; I was like a pinup hooker

waiting to get fucked in an opium tent. The words I wrote spit out on the pages, staining them like the bad memories that drew

them out of me had, and yet it was all for the power money could buy.

The first show I played was at a rock bar in Venice Beach.

The lights were too dim for me to see the faces of the unknown staring back at me and so all I could make out was the sound of

the bar. One strum on my guitar made with my fingers and a head full of swinging memories was released. Back and forth they

scraped down like a pendulum until all had dwindled except the single thought that I was, despite their attention now, forever

alone with the harbored past.

"Play the fucking song," a man called out.

Okay, I thought, maybe not forever.

I muffled the drawn out hum and struck again, but was washed even further from the room.

I found myself in a wooden seat at a table in my high school library.

A group of valley girls were laughing here amongst themselves because of my clothing; a heavy metal t-shirt that reeked of nug

and split mixed drinks and a pair of jeans covered in grass stains. My sickly white configuration was far from impressive.

What's the big deal though, I wondered.

Sexual performance over spectacle foreplay, I could be a charm.

In truth however, I felt I'd seen too much in my short time to seek out dates or dress nice or do much of anything but drugs and

exhaust my ego more than I had already; so much that it could fill buckets as it sweat with self-awareness. How could I, thedaily-using shell of a person running to deny the existence of childhood, possibly interest even the most desperate girl once

holding me in long enough for a conversation brought them to their senses?

"Are you all bi-sexual yet or waiting until college when one of you has some tits?" I yelled out at the group.

"Suck an asshole, one of them snickered. I didn't realize you had the chromosomes to form a sentence.

Let me guess; you stretch your words out because they were taught to you with an enormous erection in your mouth," I shot

back.

The stand-in for the absent teacher, a gym coach named Mr. Montoya, dropped his coffee on the dry-erase attendance clip board

in his hands and washed away the x-marks he'd been putting next to the names of the present with the fluvial rush of the bone-

baring drink.

"Artemis, meet me out in the hall pronto," he directed in his own language.

I grabbed my things and began to follow him when an alarm sounded.

"Well thats just great," the coach mumbled.

He turned around and faced the class.

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16/22

"You heard it right folks, that's the code 99 alarm. Get under cover and stay away from the windows until I figure out whats

going on."

"Is it a drill?" The librarian wondered.

Mr. Montoya put up his hand to ask for her patience as he toyed with his walkie-talkie, but as he did, a not-so distant breakout of

gunfire overwhelmed the sirens. The library erupted into yelling and crying until the coach slammed his fist on a table and

projected the voice he usually pegged behind his megaphone.

"Down from the windowsnow"

A spray of bullets shattered the main glass doors he was standing near and killed a couple of freshmen in their tracks.

The shooters moved in as we scattered and riddled Mr. Montoya with bullets.

I dove behind the counter as they drew in, taking the cash register with me and crashing with it on the floor next to the doe-eyed

last moments of the librarian, whom Id littered with loose change and dollar bills. I held her clammy hands as she struggled to

grip onto the world she knew and then peered over the counter once they'd released open. The group of girls was crouched in an

isle of magazines, but they were going to need time to make an escape. I hopped the counter while the shooters opened fire

underneath tables and bolted at them.

"Run," I screamed, pushing them to the side door exit.

Just as the last of them filed out, I felt a burst of pressure in my side and fell woozily into the rack of mixed modern fashion and

tribal life, barely noticing it all crash down on top of me. When Id regained consciousness, I coughed up a heap of warm blood,

noticing my legs spasming.

My last sensory embrace, I groaned.

However, a minute passed, and I didnt cease, nor did the shooters come to claim me. They were taking more lives instead;

busting into classrooms and using their victims as mere martyrs of the terror possible by those pushed too far.

I have a philosophy of my own, I told to myself, working up to my feet as my back pumped out streams and I began to walk.

That I've never known a single thing about myself; not until this moment. Not until near-smeared.

Ive downed a frantic mix of favorite shows and icons.

Mastered how to act; how to drown quietly in a deep unchartered sociopathy...

And nowlike from a nightmare to a midnight orgy, I awaken to my own prospects.

I found our dead resource officer in the teachers lounge.

She wasn't far from the vending machine, a melting candy bar still in-hand.

I relieved her of her handgun and took a deep breath to think of what I was up against. The principal on the intercom informed

my thoughts just then by saying he believed there were three assault rifles moving through the school held steady in inhumane

hands. I knew that soon a team of cops who'd learned from the public's reaction to the Columbine incident would swarm the

shooters and kill them if they hadn't killed themselves already.

You're really hurt," I heard from behind me. What are you doing?

It was the girl Id argued with.

"Go home," I told her.

To my surprise, she clung on to me, shaking.



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"I came back for you. I followed your blood from the library. I felt terrible for leaving youyou can't just go out there and die.

Come with me."

A wonderment, I thought.

Every sure decision complicated.

There were times where I thought people like her deserved death for how theyd treated me based on superficial clause. I held

that opinion of the officer for example, whod been enraged with bitter loneliness in her lifetime. Mr. Montoya had his gym class

favoritism, and even the librarian had perhaps triggered this inner voice in me at some point with the simple annoyance of a

malfunctioning book scanner.

I didnt feel this now.

It was I who was superficial, and in the case of the girl from the library, it was impossible to ignore that I wanted to live to be

with her.

"In the next few minutes I add worth to the wasted years," I said on my way out. Whatever couldve been between us wouldnt

be as good as if I came out of this alive."

I began to follow where others took flight.

The presence of death in the hallways was decorated in bloody ornament; a hunt for an un-popped seed of sanity in a burning

hearth.

I hit myself in the face a couple of times to desensitize, but soon I was stumbling and bleeding over heaps of bodies with every

couple of steps.

"Fucking no decency," I cried out.

There was no pity or preference of killing.

It was randomized; the chaotic nature of life taught to me with no dilute.

The gunfire became louder with every turn made in the fresh-fed catacombs until I came upon one of its tenders.

He was jiggling like he had to piss, readying up to enter a new classroom.

Poor timing, I thought.

"Fuck face."

I waited for him to turn his head.

His eyes met my sights and I introduced my clip.

The holes left were large enough that when I walked up I saw fragments of skull floating in his head as if they were broken dish

plates losing buoyancy of the blood beneath them while the brain held in the rest of the filth like a strainer. I stared at the dripping

ceiling above in awe at what I'd done, beginning to work the rifle off of the corpse.

When I came into the bawling room of students, everyone seemed certain I was there to collect them for kill count.

"Relax, I said, Im here to help. I have a handgun for anyone who wishes to seek their own justice as I have mine. When I did

so, I had my cupeth over runneth; quite literally, if I were to stand beneath the ceiling drip."

I held out the gun with the hot barrel pointed down and waited for a volunteer I could trust. Of the two who walked forward, I

picked a Vietnamese kid named Tycho Miyazaki to be my companion. As an excess hand, he was intended to draw the bath for

the blood countess of my minds eye.



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"Stick close and follow my lead," I told Tycho as I re-entered the halls with him.

Tycho nodded and remained at my side as we went through the band hall.

It was a gruesome zone that trounced the rest.

Instruments and sheet music surrounded their musicians whose still-frame faces wore anguish while others endured fits of

paralysis to a losing-battle.

"I know them," Tycho moaned as we tip-toed the carnage. "There's Rebecca, there's Trevor"

"Just names," I reminded him, "power words to draw emotion when the cause is feet away and felling morefocus on your

posture."

We continued the mind-deadening advance to the auditorium where the remaining shooters had contained the students.

"They locked them in before they began firing," Tycho said as he tried the door.

I examined it and saw that there were bars at the bottom lodged into fitted holes in the concrete.

Tycho shook the door wildly.

"All of those fucking people," he cried.

I grabbed him up off of his feet and tossed him away.

Once he got up I held out my rifle to him.

Lets switch weapons, I said.

He hesitated to hand over his gun but eventually gave in.

I need your cooperation, I told him. Do you understand?

Yes.

Goodnow heres the planI want you to start firing rounds into that doors window 15 seconds after I turn to leave. Itll be

less bullet-resistant to the rifle so you can put on some heat while I enter in backstage from the other side of the auditoriumgot

it?"

Yes.

I ran as fast as I could.

Im counting on you Tycho; your binding principle riding backseat my thirst for blood.

I entered in backstage and stepped over the impaired in their theatrical make-up.

Pushing away wheeled racks of costumes and prop boxes became like cutting through a web until I finally had my hand on theedge of the stage curtain and could pull it away.

I noticed first that Tycho wasnt shootinghis window post abandoned, and then looked up at rows of people running and

hiding, getting plugged by life-plucking gunfire.

I winced from my injury as I held in my breath to shoot.

A few bullets were missed on smoking up the interior seating, but one finally caught in the neck of my target and he performed a

stop, drop and roll on the stage he was standing, thinning the thick of his blood with every motion like a churner. The other



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gunman rushed over to a crowd and prevented me from shooting. When itd dispersed, all that remained was his smirk and a

single hostage thrashing inside his locked arm.

"Let him gothis is just you and me," I told the shooter.

"It's so much more than that," he called out.

He began to approach me with the hostage.

What is this

Its easy to see that he continued, that you and I have very little to do with anything. That everything belongs to this

momentsome kid of the people you arering-leaping; lapping the shit from their boots. MeIm a moody godsend, drunk on

the impossible."

I steadied my aim.

"Trust me, all this is happening," I assured him.

The shooter rubbed the gun barrel on the kids head in large pressing circles.

His glasses moved up and down with them, making him choke for air and whimper.

"You die inside from delusion yet I live on as a truth, the shooter said. Go aheadinherit woe as I unearth."

He pulled his trigger before I could speak.

No second thoughts crossed my mind as I clenched my finger and took off the shooters face and shoulders like flying clumped

mch.

Rest with your tedious words, I thought.

I went back to the main entrance and saw that the key that had kept it locked was still in the hole. I turned it and opened the door,

seeing that my fears for Tycho had come true. I knelt down by him quietly. His wounds were mortal but he said nothing and only

pointed at my side with the last of his strength.

"I'll be all right, I said. Just look at meyou did ityou saved their lives. Not bad for a little corner of the worldright

Tycho?"

Tycho was gone.

Right" I said, collapsing my head on his chest.

I listened to the rush of the late task force assigned what Id accomplished and closed my eyes; unsure if they would open again

or if Id been pinched for my relentless arrogance.



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Part Two:

And then there was a light.

I stepped out of the automatic doors of the hospital that wouldve opened for me even in electrical dead state. There was no

question of my presence as news teams with cameras rolling ascended the stairs to get closer to the podium I was approaching.

The star-Governor himself introduced me like apple pie just before taking his seat at my left like an eager imp of mental illness;

awaiting the words Id prepared while droning in a daze of sensory-fantasy.

I return from weeks mirroring a torture chamber, I said into the microphone. Yettheres grief still that threatens to destroy

me, for Ive killed those involved in a misguided act of youth. I stand here now not to restore the system they challenged, but to

contend progressive change. Therefore, I would like to dedicate this moment to rock and roll history, and announce the beginning

of my career. Your attention has turned to me, and now I will use it to keep our loved ones, such as Tycho Miyazaki, in our

thoughts foreverthank you

I moved away from the podium and congregated strength from the clapping.

There I was; a standard of men more than a man.

No going back now, I thought, watching the Mayor begin her own speech.

Very passionate words Artemis, she said. They do not however meet the citys need to compensate the forth-spring of heroic

action. Local community fundraisers, our beloved School Board and donations from my campaign to be re-elected as your Mayor

have come together to reward you $25,000.

The Mayor grabbed a giant check from the hands of one of her younger supporters and held it up for the camera before handing it

to me and posing for more pictures.

I gladly will give half of this to the Miyazaki family, I said to the film crew. Too often do we falter to petty self-righteousness

and forget our common goals.



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Part Three:

By nightfall, producers, publishers and agents had flooded my voicemail, leaving me unsure of who to call first until I recognized

the voice of the girl from the library. Within the hour she was on my lap lighting a blunt and asking me how I planned to spend

my half of the money.

My parents sat around me; my mother the termagant and my father the sycophant.

How could you possibly think this is okay? my mom asked me. Your first day home and youre smoking marijuana on my

couch. You have this girl on your lap who Ive never seen. You should just be thanking God that youre alive.

In a couple of years Ill have an estate, I told her. Private beach houses, a mountain resort; thats how Ill be saying thanks.

Youre day dreaming, my father replied. Publicity wont make your music any better.

Ill take care of this family more than you could ever hope to, you watch, I challenged.

My mom rose from her seat to lecture me but my girlfriend got in her face.

Stay away from him, she yelled. He doesnt need this right now.

You think you know whats best for him? my mother yelled back. Ask him something then you skank; does he remember who

was up night-after-night with him in the hospital crying while he resteddoes he remember who had to ignore his constant

insults as pain and the drugs removing his filter?

The room was energized by my mothers eyes alone.

Whatever I said or did, Ill make it up to you, I muttered.

A loud burst came from the front of the house.

Suddenly the walls exploded from above us and I hit the ground, lying still in the smoke and dust of the drywall.

When I looked up I saw my family dead around me.

A group of armed men pulled my girlfriend off of me and shot her too.

They beat me with their guns before I could even yell and I found myself being carried away.

Youll pay, I whispered to myself. I promise



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