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Thursday, March 5, 2020

JonesyNMS - FCFS - Promotions

Music is slightly mixed version of Library Footage of Playstore Video App. Instrumental, Ambient, Mood Music.

Male, 42, Lives in Dublin, Ireland. Making alternative/experimental music in own mini-studio at home in Tallaght.

Wednesday, March 4, 2020

FCFS Promotions_040320

Music: Swing Ballad (Crazy Video Maker) Mix

Male, 42, Lives in Dublin, Ireland. Making alternative/experimental music in own mini-studio at home in Tallaght.

Sunday, February 23, 2020

FCFS Continuity

Jonesy-NMS Web Producer credit and FCFS Copyright.

Male, 42, Lives in Dublin, Ireland. Making alternative/experimental music in own mini-studio at home in Tallaght.

Saturday, February 22, 2020

Jonesy-NMS - FCFS - 'Promotion Video 220220'

[Warning: Strobe Lighting]
Male, 42, Lives in Dublin, Ireland. Making alternative/experimental music in own mini-studio at home in Tallaght.

Sunday, February 16, 2020

Jonesy-NMS - FCFS - Website Promotion

Male, 42, Lives in Dublin, Ireland. Making alternative/experimental music in own mini-studio at home in Tallaght.

[The soundtrack of the above Promotion is a 'Hiphop' beat, from library footage from the app, Crazy Video Maker 2]

Friday, January 18, 2019

Jonesy-NMS - Mad Cow Abbatoir (New Jack Oddessy)

Male, 42, Lives in Dublin, Ireland. Making alternative/experimental music in own mini-studio at home in Tallaght.

Monday, April 24, 2017

JonesyNMS - "Dream" Video

Chillout: Relaxing Instrumental Electronic Ambient Mood Music

Video Promo for 'Dream' from JonesyNMS, Newcomer Artist from Tallaght, Dublin,
Ireland; taken from Demo Album, entitled: 'Engines & Leaves', from JonesyNMS;

JonesyNMS is Male, 39, Lives in Dublin, Ireland. Making alternative/
experimental music in own mini-studio at home in Tallaght.

Published by FirstComeFirstServe, Indie Label for Web Design and Publishing
Company, Enscam; Copyright owned by Enscam Corporation 2017.

https://youtu.be/2cCTISZdDHU

This is so exciting!!!! Video Promo of Aerial Drone Videography with 'Dublin City, by Night', by John Rooney; for Musical Soundtrack accompaniment, of its Third Release Variation, 'Dream', by JonesyNMS; Filming and Post-Production by John Rooney, Cinematographer. Copyright John Rooney 2017.

Announcing the Second Credit on the JonesyNMS Portfolio for Teamwork and Collaboration, (after Ross Boxhall, photography) -to go for the work 'Dream' after the Photographer, John Rooney for Drone Cinematography with John Rooney Studios....All ye other takers are shy: spot the hopefuls? ...There's competitions to win out there! This is so exciting!!!!

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

JonesyNMS - YouTube Playlist

JonesyNMS - YouTube Playlist RELAXATION TAPES:

JonesyNMS - YouTube Playlist - Jonesy's Playlists Click here:

JonesyNMS - YouTube Playlist - Youtube Player Click here:

'Basic Impact Finale' / 'Pushing Envelopes (Light Mix)' / 'Charadesque' / 'Toy Song' / 'Basic Impact' / 'KC REMIX 2' / 'Pushing Envelopes'; Copyright 2016 Reason Essentials, Windows 10; Male, 37, Lives in Dublin, Ireland. Making alternative/experimental music in own mini-studio at home in Tallaght.

1. (FCFS) Logo 1
2. Dream
3. Save 6
4. Whistle and Hum
5. Hyming Slews Variations
6. Club Whistle Variations
7. Hum V
8. GROOVE EUPHORIA (Kaleidoscopic Psychedelia) [Part I]
9. GROOVE EUPHORIA (Kaleidoscopic Psychedelia) [Part II]
10. GROOVE EUPHORIA (Kaleidoscopic Psychedelia) [Part III]
11. GROOVE EUPHORIA (Kaleidoscopic Psychedelia) [Part IV]
12. Club Whistle Variations II
13. Cover Title Sketches
14. Pushing Envelopes (Light Mix)
15. Basic Impact
16. Charadesque
17. Toy Song
18. Minor Arpeggios
19. Misogynist
20. Basic Impact Finale
21. Pushing Envelopes
22. KC REMIX 2
23. Opening Title Sequence Background and Soundtrack
24. Peaceful Protest
25. PhotoStory2
26. flashbacks from fees nam - mix - warning: strobe lighting!
27. Whiz Video
28. ODS Timelapse arrival of the march
29. Occupy Dame Street Rebuilding the Kitchen
30. BlippinChooTune
31. Chlorophyll and Solar Panel conceptual unity
32. Squeeze
33. Closing Title Sequence Background and Soundtrack

Saturday, July 9, 2016

JonesyNMS: 'Kevin Chords' Promo, 'Jukebox' Playlist & 'Diffusion' Magazine ALL FREE!!!

For customers of music from JonesyNMS, the Playlist in the 'Jukebox' is where the money is;

Link here to open 'Kevin Chords' Promo in Jonesy's Website;

Link here to open 'Kevin Chords' Promo in Soundcloud;

for fans of Jonesy, see also: his revolutionary magazine, 'Diffusion', with daily updates!

Copyright 2016 JonesyNMS - Jonesy is male, 38, lives in Dublin, Ireland - making alternative/experimental music in own mini-studio at home in Tallaght.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Xmas ReRelease: Chillout Promotion Playlist [FREE DOWNLOAD]

Nollaig Mac Sheoin: Chillout Promotion Playlist [FREE DOWNLOAD]: FREE DOWNLOAD LINK HERE

Chillout Promotion Playlist [FREE DOWNLOAD]

FREE DOWNLOAD LINK HERE FREE PROMOTION LINK HERE

FREE DOWNLOAD LINK HERE

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

CHECK OUT THIS PROMO for the new site 'JONESY'S SHOP'!

JONESY'S SHOP: FirstComeFirstServe

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CHECK OUT JONESY'S cool new online SHOP:

Hey Folks!

Introducing: 'FirstComeFirstServe'! Bringing you a selection of Web Apps and Music...In case you haven't caught up yet, JONESY/NMS has two Demos, an ALBUM: 'ENGINES & LEAVES', and 'BELLS & WHISTLES' EP - both now fully available to download from his new online shop.

Watch them, proverbial metaphorical 'ants' marching off the shelves, themselves; like 'Crotchets & Quavers' & 'Copy & Paste', they march right back on again, to strict order of paywalls, obediently: looking right at least, if not sounding at all much optimal and resourceful for radio just quite yet! But it looks nice at least!

But never fear: Everything Here is 'FREE TO DOWNLOAD' and 'Donations: Optional'.

'PAGEBOARD' is a Social Web Navigator which functions as a substitute homepage. I've found it useful, and particularly indispensable in breaking the habit of getting 'stuck' to one site only, while searching freely online. Future releases of the same design concept may have the End-User swinging 'rope to rope' in The Jungle: ya never know!

LOG ON, and watch-this-space, not to miss upcoming new-releases from 'Artist, Jonesy/NMS' and 'FirstComeFirstServe - Web Design Applications, from Enscam Web Design'. There's freebees contained herein that look like sweets, so they ought sell like hot cakes! Tell all your friends!

Thanks! Jonesy/NMS!

Everything Here is 'FREE TO DOWNLOAD' and 'Donations: Optional' (so far!)

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P.S. Dear Customers,

Have you used 'Pageboard' and found it useful? 'FirstComeFirstServe' should like to hear from you! Send your comments and suggestions for improvements or sign up for updates, email:

firstcomefirstserve@outlook.ie

http://firstcomefirstserve.wix.com/jonesyshop

JONESY'S SHOP: FirstComeFirstServe

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Hiphop Lyrics Sheet_010915

CONTENTS

1. AVAIN REFUGEE CAMPAIGN

2. DESPERATE DENTIST

3. WORK SOMETHING OUT

4. ALL IMMORTAL ANGELS

5. LOUDER

6. NO LONGER

7. BREAK THE SILENCE

8. All that you can carry in your side pockets

9. THIS WITNESS (8 minutes)

10. SIR KILL OF THE LIGHT

11. “BLACK MARKET MUSIC”

MAIN SECTION

1. AVIAN REFUGEE CAMPAIGN

call an amnesty for the avian refugees

the fucker’s got us digging and we’re in up to our knees -

everybody knows it but nobody tells it

the feotus starts growin and then crackin the shell

shit - we’re in up to our knees, and so we skin up our disease

choker chains hide the fleas, smoke our brains out with the bees

cousin’s buzzin underneath, pushin puzzles in the breeze

he’s not mistaken your disease, skin is flaking in the trees,

hustle muscle till you sneeze….

game one won that day, but that game - always wins

name one, watch ya say, cause that name - always wins

game two, did you say? would you dare - breach the rules?

NAME? BOO! whatcha say? would you dare - teach the fools?

name one – it’s a game on –

identity’s the currency they’re tradin ya shame on

inhibition superstition, out to get you in position

till they make you sign petitions perpetuatin their tradition

one set of rules for the swamp full of fools

another vestibule in the revolutionary school

accusations will be flyin, insinuations that you’re fryin

as they perpetuate the crime, interrogate your line

implicate that you’re fine….

game one won that day, but the game always wins

name one, watch ya say, cause that name - always wins

game two, did you say? would you dare breach the rules?

NAME? BOO! whatcha say? would you dare teach the fools?

plastic lamination in the global circulation

drastic implications for the credit situation

- and so they tell you, - they just want to sell you

- don’t wanna hear you, taste, see or smell you,

just fill, boil and pour you, then there’ll be no more you

they just want to bore you, so just ignore you

you can’t see the right you, you must be the wrong you

they just want to fight you, pin, needle and prong you

just fill up my bong you….

game one won that day, but the game always wins

name one, one you say, but that name always wins

game two, did you say? would you dare - breach the rules?

NAME? BOO! watch ya say? would you dare - teach the fools?

cancel that subscription….

2. DESPERATE DENTIST

these eat you away

situations

such a way

it hits you, eh?

entirely now,

ya untie me now

entice me in how

in time you’ll know

ya too early now

you’re twirlin’ in out

you’re dwellin’ on how

you wanted it now

chew it in half

intuitively

but ya wouldn’t have had

that shit all for free

a break for admission

n’ i been dishin’ it

i ain’t takin’ this shit

this shit didn’t happen

better than that

the pattern on this

the spirit dentist

then disappearing

up here and in this

she peers inside it

for his excitement

its pure incitement

appears he intends it

he peers intensely

a piercing sensation

a person should say shit

up risen and present

our prison shuts early

our parents should surely

approach this with caution

a break for admission

n’ i been dishin’ it

i ain’t takin’ this shit

this shit didn’t happen

a pro, shit, and god, shit

n’ a project what got ya

a brother what cut ya

oh brother how could ya

dream up this expulsion

cream up on his bald chin

enough of this bullshit

i dunno if it spoiled ya

but nothin’ does stand

not understandin’

standin’ not under

not thunder not lightenin’

no wonder don’t strike me

not under this likely

’s not over just try me

it’s nuff to destroy me

but listen attentively

this i did tend to flea

yes i did n’ of late

‘tis showin’ i’s afraid

to show when i was

not what it was of

but when i got laid

this shit didn’t happen

a break for admission

n’ i been dishin’ it

i ain’t takin’ this shit

this shit didn’t happen

the hairs that grow

rehearse the show

now there’s the crow

he has to show ya

that years ago

you used to go

till youse took over

but you still go for it

a break for admission

‘n i been dishin’ it

i ain’t takin’ this shit

this shit didn’t happen

3. WORK SOMETHING OUT

You’ve gotta wonder

We don’t know where we left off

But it’s the right thing to do

We’re not talking ‘bout the countries

This border’s between me and you

But I gotta tell ya honey

I ain’t got ya sister’s money

But we can work something out

How do you tell yourself

That the older you are

The further you have to fall?

You’ve gotta love the interruption

Between our reflections

But I gotta tell ya honey

I ain’t got ya sister’s money

But we can work something out

Yeah, we had a dream

Where the elders told us

We’re gonna do something dirty

I don’t know if it’s cause I’m thinking

Or cause I’m thinking about you

But I gotta tell ya honey

I ain’t got ya sister’s money

But we can work something out

Yeah, we’ll clean up after

Room 54 has checked out

Said goodbye and left the building

This could be harmful in excess honey

Cause they might have ya sister’s money

And what we can work out

Will more than make up for it

Yeah we can work something out

The landlords come now

Yeah its difficult now we know

Yeah it’s different now in your eyes

But once we’ve expelled the elders

We can tell the sun to rise

So I gotta tell ya honey

I ain’t got ya sister’s money

But we can work something out

4. ALL IMMORTAL ANGELS

Should all Immortal Angels

Finite go their wings to home

Don’t make yourself a cup of coffee

It’s just the ring of a telephone

If even the most elegant of rivers

Pointed from her source does teem

Don’t save me from the Liffey

It’s just the chatter of a stream

Are you then to answer her call

As she asks if yea all

Ethereal clouds could find away

To the nearest telephone

Or to the nearest plain of horses

And our resources

To what they need to keep from you

To telephones and streams

Tell the sky when I get these

Clouds off me back I’ll be in touch

Are they hiring prices

Or just telling us more

But you could answer that yourself

Your gateways are forbidden

And your wells have all run dry

Are they hiring fences

Or just telling us more

But you could answer that yourself

Little boy blue

Is the sky blue

Or have I just turned twenty two

Afraid so afraid

Frightened enlightened

Into your arms I fall

Or am I just twenty something

Other than the time of day

Has she just changed

Or is it just me

Is she just, stupid use your sleeve

Has she just turned twenty three

Has she turned stupid over me

Already there

Do you have a care

Is it all grey or is it getting cloudy in here

Or is she just stupid over me

We’ll let our keys open your body

If you don’t rattle too much

Yeah the money likes it

When funny mikes it

We’ve no illusions about moving stairs

Cheese grated hands

Legs like sawdust

Mother’s made the toaster redundant

We shall be electing other appliances today

5. LOUDER

Clean the old tools for the gaffer

The night before he’ll see them.

Shame’s got you by the balls now,

And its grip is getting sturdy.

Better examine the engine,

As it’s bound to be in a mess,

The right mechanism must be learnt,

It’s time for getting dirty.

Guard your secrets with their shame

Just listen out for the going rate.

It’s underneath the surface game,

The one you love to hate,

He’ll teach you to scream,

For nothing if your boredom.

He’ll smash up your ego,

For nothing if your whoredom.

If not the purses that you found,

The glances that were stolen,

If not the games you should have lost,

Then the doors that were left open.

If not the lies that spiked your drink,

The show you should not have seen,

If not the court case that you adjourned,

Then the judge you should have been.

It’s not a game to him unless

It’s corruptible, wholly interruptible,

We pretend he doesn’t exist,

So we call him nobody.

And we play another game,

The one inside your head now,

We won’t play the other side,

We’ll play the game instead.

We don’t know why

It is that when we do,

We cry the future

Shit, it’s out there,

But the more we do,

So the cry gets louder.

6. NO LONGER

Skin is flaking

You’re not mistaken, are you?

Drop the guilt

You’ll never see the atom split

Flunk the acid test

We know what’s best for you

Can’t be neutral

We’ve already seen your future

Flip the timer

Crack the crimes, or do you?

Against the grains

They trickle down your pain

Scratch another slate

The tiles will make the roof

Insult insulated

Its time again you’re hated

Flicks and phones

May ache our drones

And they won’t take us further

Bricks and loans

May make our moans

But not for that much longer

7. BREAK THE SILENCE

We think because we yap and yatter,

And chit and chatter,

Each moment that we have of

Each moment sufficient inspiration to gain speaking rights,

But each of these moments, all the while, we break the silence.

And that's our patience tether,

Each of these moments,

It might be enough to inspire us,

and all the while, we break the silence.

The bubbles on the mirror,

Disappearin,

We say a prayer in latin so the others aren't the most mocked,

Religious allowance made that others won't think us superior.

Each of these moments,

It might be enough to inspire us,

And all the while, we break the silence.

We're big enough for our boots,

And long enough in the tooth,

Not to get confused at others traditions,

We'll laugh at our own jokes nanny state.

Each of these moments,

It might be enough to inspire us,

And all the while, we break the silence.

You're a good painter,

will you hold this angle grinder.

Hell health heliosphere,

Porn war water,

Iphones drones moans,

Zombies retards morons,

Welfare warfare,

Two by two and off to the ark,

Left right left right and off to war.

Patent the copyrightion.

Poisoned our animals,

Killed our streams,

Weeping people we the people,

We weep mourn for the animals poisoned the stream,

Killed and the animals gone poisoned our dream,

Weeping from the trees,

Insect kingdom underground.

Anthill and bear's meadow where the cartoon was told

The abuse of deterrent is horrible, what's terrible is besides,

And what is lamentable is the same old tricks

From general interventionism, lacking imagination,

Attention, apprecation, and concern...across the board...

And in response to the same complaint...a contempt of consciousness

Upon a contempt beyond inconscienability

Of being beyond words...and you can't symbolise

Aan egg without unlawful parties...that's rich...

What they forget the tree of knowledge,

And mineral resources tell the race to the bigger explosion

Rather than goodly glory were empire...for a king's ransom...

And ye sing along in some popular culture, of the day,

For it seems time, the king is not god,

And so nor 51% control in the company -

And so nor deity a percentage.

Using these eggs here is provokation of justins eggs

Versus korean both just laughing at this instead and agreeing

This is the funniest. 20 people can't have thrown one egg.

That must be 19 frivolous suits at least.

8. All that you carry in your side pockets

All that you carry in your side pockets

All the chicken curry in your science book

Cracked office CD, The cranks of your city

Flooded cartridge pen, flow the car digit pen [whatever that is]

The light’s shade held now by a passport and map of this place

Delights she dealt now, Biopassport and map of displaced refugees

Might as well empty your trash of its belongings

Midas well is empty; Eurotrash is bull on inks

Incoming water cannon, only bottle and spoon survive

Incoming water cannon, Lonely balls and Spencer fives

Don’t trip over your guitar strings

Loose the timetable and save on refunds

Did lease time, refunds for a table for seven

Hang your poetry out to dry; I got your Poe a tree to try

Or laid out as carpet tiled evidence of your musings

Our latest carpets, I’ll doubt your bargains

Have a dance, save your musings

Bus tickets don’t show the length of journey

Just the increase in economic voltage since you got on

But stick its poetry show, delinquent jury, tough for your attorney

The linked off chair, need yiz the increase

In naggin him, I fault him since the Huguenots

Deliberately missed doctors appointments have finally found their time

The liberties missed, they’re made to be missed, but don’t there’s a poignance

On a finely wound earth I’m hit and run diplomacy

Don’t tell the bus driver I’ve got my fingers crossed

Don’t held up a striver, get me off, think its cross

There was no event hopping, there is no heaven hoping

We either forgive each other’s madness or we do questions

We eat or fork if he shudder smell this or weed duck west chin since Ted

Don’t take me I’m a communist, don’t ache me I’m the commonest

One of forty, don’t close me down, won a ford he don’t close me down

Boss gets I’d a dream indifferent state stuff trying this

not if a place new beginning

Postcards reunited in different states of dryness

Not of a place, but getting there

There is a sense of not taking with you anything that is not dispensable.

All that you can’t leave behind, as the man said.

This decision was overlooked, it appears.

It’s like the carry on at the office is no longer gossip.

Stationary that could have found a better use;

significance that could have been found by more conventional means.

Everyday tasks are now remarkable.

Remarkable events are now piecemeal.

Like the contents of your handbag should be common to all,

if not usual for many.

Don’t trip, you tell yourself –

like extra-parental musings you couldn’t wish for.

Rationalising the loss of possessions as being better without them.

Visual imagery of extent of recovered remnants,

pages of poetry and bus tickets.

Rationalising previous actions as having presently found their due significance,

like this is a therapy or medicine that was always required.

Reference to certain events,

our ability to dismiss their coincidence,

or to deny this and their interrelated significance.

An ultimatum to draw a line under certain events.

A plea for productiveness.

Pictures representing a sense of progress towards a state yet unknown.

A running theme of carrying things,

in a bag we presume.

Repossession, defiance,

denial of sources, self-correcting,

an attempt at pitiful realism or real self-pity.

Like chicken curry is the magic secret recipe of some culinary alchemist

for urban traffic inventions.

A sense of listening in on discussion of futuristic designs for border crossing.

A picture painted of a map that defines itself in the ability of its borders to separate and divide.

R interprets P and D

don't trust either side

9. THIS WITNESS (8 minutes)

Would it hurry you up now?

Whatever speed you ride

Would it beg forgiveness?

Whatever now that we hide

Now you see more does it kill you?

So you see enough steal your pride?

Now the sea won’t fill the desert

So you see now why we hide?

Time will tell their grandkids

Some will tell you now their side

Time will tell you planned this

Some you see now why they hide

This witness saw nothing

This witness threw it on the fire

This witness changed his name now

This witness gone retired

10. SIR KILL OF THE LIGHT

The picture holds inside my head:

To move the audience instead,

Yeah, we remember circles,

Before ‘Sir Kill’ and you all changed the rules.

Said, “Fire’s not your friend no more,

Just set alarms and close all doors,”

Yeah, better to be inside,

Where the stars, the elements, and weather hide.

Tonight, too long, it can’t be wrong,

To gather round the flames in song,

With no reluctance for ‘Sir Kill,’

No shame in trade of names,

No petty fill you games,

No, not tu’pence for ‘Sir Kill.’

Too right, too wrong to try a song;

Sarah’s lips not instrumental,

Still she plucks them to the air.

The shadow dancers warm the chords;

Imperfect timing’s monumental,

Where she took them no-one cares.

The picture holds inside our heads:

Won’t move its audience to bed.

Still, pride of place and corner-stage,

The latest version all the rage.

Yeah, we know where the fire’s gone,

The guards of shame have their new game.

‘Sir Kill’s corrupt, just interrupts

And lives up to his name.

11. “BLACK MARKET MUSIC”

“the lady doth protest too much”

- like livin’s not protest enough