A quirky little number!  This is the first initial trial instrumental mix for our new song Mirrors.  There's a way to go yet but we're working on it... :)

Mirrors

A very sombre song with a backing to match. This is the fifth song from a  collaborative project, all instruments by my collaborator who records in his home studio, mixes and masters the finished track. I bring my song to the project and complete the track with the vocal.
This is worth hearing with headphones or external speaker to enjoy the full benefit of the bass tones from the lead guitar.

I Sing My Song In Remembrance

I Sing My Song In Remembrance (2024)

All the worlds a stage to play the 'Grand Game' of life upon.   

Recorded and Mastered at Rose Pro Studio
Produced By Kit Gratrix

The Grand Game

“St. Anger is my favourite Metallica album. For this song I had so much fun being creative and leaning into the sound and spirit of that record. The lyrics are inspired by an experience I had following a caffeine detox; I accidentally ordered regular instead of decaf, which led to an afternoon of the shakes and shivers. st. caffeine = frantic.” 

st. caffeine = frantic. 

Adrenaline right to the heart
I’m circling the pain 
Sweating and blood rush
Attention electrified 
Meeting my match and feeling my pain 
An earthquake inside

A shot takes me
It makes me sick
A devils kiss from from this hit
(caffeine = frantic.)
A puncturing wound from the mud
Hanging on to its grip 
caffeine = frantic.

Holding it inside
I won’t go back again 
Caffeine intake
My shell here remains
Pollution
So toxic
A torture
A lesson from my mistake
This wrong order 

© heart house and the new kindness. 2025

Written, performed, recorded, produced and mixed by heart house and the new kindness. 
Mastered by DOLBY

st. caffeine = frantic.

Rob Olsson lyrics bass drums production 
Single Use guitar 

Lyrics:

Sick, lonely, naked, a fool
Accumulated wealth means nothing
Can’t take it where I’m going
All the money won’t feed an empty soul

Sick, lonely, naked, a fool
Recall to mind the place and time
Given opportunity
Sit and wait for the perfect moment
Next thing it’s gone

Safe, happy, fine clothes so cool
Crack the outer shell
Center
Regrets, we’ve all got some
Navigate challenges that come

Accumulated wealth means nothing
All the money won’t feed an empty soul

Sick, Lonely, A Fool

Offical video for this song: https://youtu.be/4oGesFRIZIA?si=F_fDGoDRGx79HHhL
Watch me perform this song live on a recent livestream: https://www.youtube.com/live/wqFFBKk25gU?si=JMNkgDrdKqsHBphn
time stamp 2:08:37
I wrote this song in late July 2025 while preparing for my oldest daughter's departure to college. 
Get comfortable pull up a chair I got a feeling that we're gonna be stuck down here for a long time
So much has happened all throughout our years the days passed like lightening through the atmosphere as it flies by, rock a bye bye
Searching to find looking for you across the hay field down to the bungalow blue
She said it looked like someone else's tattoo because it's been there forever and time will never catch up to you
So keep on running just as fast  as you can
Chase after something that might never happen
The drive is more fun than the destination 
Search and Find then desire something new
The dust has settled and the smoke has cleared we're still down here staring at a rope and stairs that we won't climb, and I don't mind 'cause I'll always be loving you
So keep on running just as fast  as you can
Chase after something that might never happen
The drive is more fun than the destination 
Search and Find then desire something new

search and find

The Vanishing Path II
marks the final step of the album Tides of Melancholy. Nine chapters of doubt, longing, and inner struggles lead to this very moment – the end of a long and burdensome journey. Sadness lingers in its melodies, with the piano opening like a distant memory of everything that has passed. Yet with every note, something greater unfolds: choirs, strings, and percussion transform melancholy into something majestic, almost comforting.

This finale is not only a farewell but also a promise. It reminds us that every path, no matter how difficult, eventually reaches its end – and within that end, peace can be found. For those caught in darkness and doubt, this track seeks to offer courage: the courage to keep moving forward, the courage to let go, and the courage to discover a quiet strength in transience.

The Vanishing Path II bildet den letzten Schritt des Albums Tides of Melancholy. Neun Stationen voller Zweifel, Sehnsucht und innerer Kämpfe führen zu diesem Moment – dem Ende eines langen, beschwerlichen Weges. Traurigkeit liegt in den Klängen, das Klavier eröffnet leise wie eine Erinnerung an alles Vergangene. Doch mit jedem Ton entfaltet sich etwas Größeres: Chöre, Streicher und Schlagwerk erheben die Melancholie in etwas Erhabenes, fast Tröstliches.

Dieses Finale ist nicht nur ein Abschied, sondern auch ein Versprechen. Es erinnert daran, dass jeder Weg, so schwer er auch sein mag, irgendwann sein Ende findet – und dass im Ende auch Frieden liegt. Für all jene, die in Dunkelheit und Zweifel gefangen sind, will dieser Track Mut sein: Mut, weiterzugehen, Mut, loszulassen und im Vergänglichen eine stille Stärke zu finden.
℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn. Alle Rechte vorbehalten.
Jegliche unautorisierte Nutzung, Vervielfältigung, Bearbeitung oder Verbreitung dieses Tracks ist untersagt und wird rechtlich verfolgt.
Artist & Publisher: Matthias K. / DestKorn
SenneRecord – established 2012

Tides of Melancholy

The Vanishing Path II

another really silly lovesong

The influence

J-Dormant Volcano

Original Lyrics by Tony Harris that inspired Mike.
Vocals, instrumentation and mix by Mike Fox.

HE GREW UP BACK IN THE DAY
WITH TWO GUITARS IN THE HOUSE
ONE WAS SPECIAL TO HIS MOM
NOBODY KNEW HOW TO PLAY

IT BELONGED TO HIS UNCLE
THEY CALLED THE GUITAR MAN
THAT WAS KILLED IN THE BIG WAR
NEVER GOT TO PLAY IN A BAND

(CHORUS)
HE WROTE THIS SONG
ABOUT THE GUITAR MAN
HE NEVER GOT TO MEET HIM
OR WRITE A SONG WITH HIM
PRAY HE'S UP IN HEAVEN
PLAYING IN A BAND

HE CARRIED HIS GUITAR 
EVERYWHERE HE WENT
ALWAYS HAPPY TO PLAY
HIS PLAYING WAS HEAVEN SENT

(GUITAR SOLO)

THEY ALWAYS SAID HIS UNCLE A. J.
WOULD BE A STAR SOMEDAY
BUT LIKE SO MANY OTHERS
HE HAD A BIGER PRICE TO PAY

HIS MAMA GAVE THE GUITAR AWAY
CAUSE NOBODY KNEW HOW TO PLAY
IT WAS JUST COLLECTING DUST
WISHES HE HAD THAT FLAT TOP TODAY

(REPEAT CHORUS)

2025 (C) Lyric by Tony Harris

Playing in a Band - Collaboration by Tony Harris and Mike Fox

All my own AI assisted tracks, are free to download.

I have been writing songs since1959 until the present. As a songwriter, I am more than happy with the wide range of songs I have written over the years. But my musical skills are quite limited and the early demos on Soundcloud are of me singing  and accompanying myself on guitar or latterly ukulele. I can strum the strings well enough, but there my skills end.

Recently I discovered Suno AI and the results astounded me. I could finally produce demos of my songs to be proud of. I am currently going thru my catalogue of songs and producing AI assisted demos. I know many musicians turn away from AI but it has a place for me. There is no other way I could have obtained some 300 demos to this level. I do not and do not intend to look for any reward except the satisfaction that hearing my own songs gives me.

I am still writing and hope to have many more years of songs left in me, Enjoy if you can and I would love to hear your comments on the tracks, if the music moves you at all.

You Tube: https://www.youtube.com/@shadfan66

I Sing My Song In Remembrance (2024)

John Dyhouse