Protocol may refer to:
In telecommunications, a communications protocol is a system of rules that allow two or more entities of a communications system to transmit information via any kind of variation of a physical quantity. These are the rules or standard that defines the syntax, semantics and synchronization of communication and possible error recovery methods. Protocols may be implemented by hardware, software, or a combination of both.
Communicating systems use well-defined formats (protocol) for exchanging messages. Each message has an exact meaning intended to elicit a response from a range of possible responses pre-determined for that particular situation. The specified behavior is typically independent of how it is to be implemented. Communications protocols have to be agreed upon by the parties involved. To reach agreement, a protocol may be developed into a technical standard. A programming language describes the same for computations, so there is a close analogy between protocols and programming languages: protocols are to communications as programming languages are to computations.
Protocol is the début album/EP from drummer/percussionist Simon Phillips. It was released in 1988 on the Music for Nations label, a company which had, at one time, bands such as Metallica and Slayer.
Of the release, Phillips calls it "a record of experimental observations" and goes on to say "It was a good feeling to have finally released my first solo CD, and although not what I had originally planned, it was a start to my solo career."
Allmusic's Robert Taylor gave the disc two and a half stars, saying that, although Phillips played all the instruments himself, "he is not competent enough on the guitar or keyboards to provide anything beyond atmosphere for his drum playing."
All songs written and composed by Simon Phillips.
Joshua blow your trumpets towards the walls around my heart
And you better bring your army come and tear my world apart
Moses help me wander from the desert that I’ve found
Cause it feels like forever since my knees have touched the ground
I never thought I would be this way
To let what we were begin to fade
I never thought I could say goodbye to all we had
I never thought I would come to be
Alone with all my apathy
I never thought You could still love a prodigal like me
David grab a stone and sling it toward my giant pride
Debra call the troops cause I’m ready for a fight
Peter there’s a roaster did you once again deny
Or am I the guilty one who can’t look Him in the eye
(…Prodigal like) me with so much sin and shame
In need of such amazing grace