Midnight Jazz - version 1.1

Punching Bag (G. Di Nunno)

I looked inside my heart, found it wasn't cold
My head feels quite heavy from bullshit I've been sold
The longer that I gaze, listen to advice
All well-meant with feeling while trying to be nice.

I'm holding all the keys, money down the sink
A beat-down and losing before I even blink
Be positive and smile--Oh, for goodness sake!
I'll stay put and wallow; that's one thing they won't take!

Understand I have to vent
Nothing more than let it out
Sailing smooth a boat comes first
Mine has holes and nothing worse
Than feeling like a punching bag!

Learn to duck
A step a move
Take a punch
Counter strike!
Get knocked down
Get back up
Feel the rage
Knockout blow!
Start the count
Raise my arm
Victory!

In every life you'll wear the dirt
Bear the scratches and the scars
Favored odds with dramatic tales
Doused the flames beneath the stars.

Battered about by endless storms
Credit earned--the grounds soon dry
Yes it's true that it all works out
Look back just to wave good-bye!

All lyrics and music composed and performed by Gino Di Nunno
Any mistakes discovered were left in on purpose.
Copyright 2025.

#1. Punching Bag

Until The Distance (G. Di Nunno)

When all was well the times were filled
Close together, a love in bloom
You gave it all as life stepped in
Chipping pieces, stagnant room.

So hard to guess where all went wrong
Little things weren't seen as clear
Within that span connection waned
Slowly losing what held here.

Once that spark has fizzled out
The cups are empty, nothing left
Subtle changes, grew apart
Until the distance swallows it.

Recall the effort, what mattered most
Talked for hours, laughed and teased
Remember when you felt as one?
Knew the meaning, aimed to please?

The fall was slow each day some more
Taking short-cuts, habits born
Her interest fades and knows not how
Time to move on, past to mourn.

All these small things added up
And why you stopped them, reasons dry
Now she's checked out, cleaned her hands
Until the distance made here cry.

No words would bring her back again
Left before she laid it bare
She knew well why; one part is sure
Let her go though you still care.

All lyrics, composition, and performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2025.

#2. Until The Distance

a gift from god (r.s.stropharia + rassmuss rassmussen) 24.01.2025

A deep house track constructed around a series of samples to keep things grooving.

A Deeper Feeling

Freestyled, written, performed, mixed and mastered by Nasty Tha Mc https://soundcloud.com/nasty_tha_mc and Cozmo Jethro.
Beat by Nasty Tha Mc.
Scratching by Nasty Tha Mc and Cozmo Jethro.
Outro sample: "So You Want To Be Hardcore" by Biggie.
Cover art by Cozmo Jethro using Microsoft Designer. 
Released October 10, 2025

Lyrics:

(Nasty Tha Mc and Cozmo Jethro)

Yo Cozmo!
Yo Nasty!
It’s about that time!
Yes it is! Let’s rock rock rock rock again!
Ji yi!

Turn up the jam. (yii) Turn up the jam. (Uh!)
Turn up the jam. (turn up that jam). 
You know what to do, pump it up pump it up.
Turn up the jam. (laughs) Turn up the jam. (oh yea!)
Turn up the jam. 
You know what to do, pump it up, pump it up. 

(Nasty Tha Mc)

Two worlds collide. Oh sh, o my!
Whach you get, two fly motha uckin damn guys. (laughs)
Jam oh yea to it. Just the beat like that with a lot a yea fluid. (uh huh)
Aint new to the ish. Always been holdin mics with a tight damn grip. (dat.)

Uh no slip off the tongue of the motha fuckin yii damns it. (laughs)
Always know what we’re gonna say, always know what we’re gonna do.
Shiii by the way. Are ya listenin?
Always two steps ahead. Of a dumb motha f. Do ya hear me? (Two steps ahead)

I told ya yea, we too sexy. 
Like Right Said Fred, all too sexy. (too sexy) (laughs)
Do something, yea the girl text me.
But I never pay her no mind. O my.
Got a dime on my mind, that’s Mary Jane.

Keep me oh yea, motha fuckin sane. 
Do what I do while on the plane.
Check it out, m, I’m older, yea catch flight.
What I mean, aw yea, if ya don’t know.

Now ya motha fuckin know, that. Whoa.
That I be on somethin that’s it. (that’s it.)
Worldwide me and Cozmo, awwww shit!

(Nasty Tha Mc and Cozmo Jethro)

Turn up the jam. (yii) Turn up the jam.
Turn up the jam. (hell yea). 
You know what to do, pump it up pump it up.
Turn up the jam. (turn it up) Turn up the jam. 
Turn up the jam. (yea)
You know what to do, pump it up, pump it up. 

(Cozmo Jethro)

Yea, this is what I say,
This is what I do.
I rock the m m m m m mic too.

Me and Nasty been rockin mics hard.
Love bumpin this ish up in my car.
Yea, I got a Prius but I don’t care.
I got a world class system up in there.

Two 12s as I bump down the street.
Hard to sit still when vibratin my seat. Sweet!
Installed by Fidelity Sound.
By my buddy Jim, oh yea, yea him.

We go back to the 1980s.
1989 to be exact. (huh)
When I first moved here.
Jim put me on the fast track.

Since then, he’s been one of my best friends.
Original Dodomyte Posse member.
When I’m bumpin down the road…
Vibin to me and Nasty as we flow.

We can be heard from another zip code.
Like our bass is about to explode. 

So now it’s time to turn up the jam. Bam!
Me and Nasty always hittin a grand slam.
We keep it real, nothing programmed.
Now take it back to the hook, huh yea damn!
(scratch)

(Nasty Tha Mc and Cozmo Jethro)

Turn up the jam. (yes) Turn up the jam. (yea)
Turn up the jam. (uh). 
You know what to do, pump it up pump it up.
Turn up the jam. (yiii) Turn up the jam. (pow!)
Turn up the jam.(Yea)
You know what to do, pump it up, pump it up.
Turn up the jam. Turn up the jam.
Turn up the jam. 
You know what to do. Pump it up, pump it up…
(outro sample and delay)

Pump It Up (feat. Nasty Tha Mc)

Written, performed, mixed and mastered by Cozmo Jethro.
Featuring my daughter, Lydia.
Beat by Auditory Ecstasy https://soundcloud.com/auditory-ecstasy, remixed by Cozmo Jethro.
Album art created in Image Creator by Microsoft Designer and Canva.

Hit it Dad!

Mannn another summer down.
In the Pacific Northwest we go to town.
Summer 25 revive what we does.
Next installment of the summer that was. 

It started, I DJed my first wedding.
Then DJ Real visited from Australia.
Traveled to Chicago, college visit for Lydia.
Crissy’s birthday bash ha ha aw yea!

11th wedding anniversary at a mansion.
A family member passed way too young.
All summer me and Nasty collaboration.

Now sit back relax, take a trip with us.
Me and Lydia flippin the rhymes.
Let’s relive this summer one more time.

Summer I drove my dad back and forth.
To the Bamboo Garden where we both work.
Windows rolled down.
Feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm, takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin to work in that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Summer started, DJed my first wedding.
Crissy’s friend Jennifer marrying Urlet.
I ran the console and played the jams.
Up in that church, we rocked it, dayam!

The next day DJ Real from Australia.
Here in the flesh, and lemme tell ya.
He traveled with his daughter to the West Coast.
Hung with us in Portland, chillin the most.

Comraderie of one of my favorite collaborators.
Was immediate and we bonded to the beat.
Then off to Chicago the very next week.
Dropped Lydia off at college 2 weeks.

Then in Chicago we stayed with great friends.
From way back when, Mike and Randee, aw yea!

Summer I drove my dad back and forth.
To the Bamboo Garden where we both work.
Windows rolled down.
Feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm, takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin to work in that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

50 Years my wife has been live.
Had a bash at Skate Haven Farm, that’s fly.
Elle and her band, came and rocked the house.
The Hidden Gems, yo, lit it up, wow!

Our friends and fam, party on our property.
Unforgettable 50th birthday.

Whole fam went to Seattle to say goodbye,
To a family member, celebrate his life.
He was cut short at 49 years old.
Rest in peace Curtis Paris, you lived life bold.

Then came me and Crissy’s wedding anniversary.
At a mansion like g g g g Gatsby.
17000 square feet to ourselves,
Aint gonna say what happened, but dayam, welllll.

Summer I drove my dad back and forth.
To the Bamboo Garden where we both work.
Windows rolled down.
Feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm, takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin to work in that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

So 2025 was the summer that was.
Sayin goodbye to fam.
Celebratin milestones.
Celebratin life as we all get older.
Live up every summer until it’s over!

Summer I drove my dad back and forth.
To the Bamboo Garden where we both work.
Windows rolled down.
Feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm, takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin to work in that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Summer 2025. Yea.
Me and Lydia getting live!

The Summer That Was 2025 (feat. Lydia)

Written and performed by Cozmo Jethro and BobbybPhoolan https://soundcloud.com/bobby-b-phoolan
Beat by Villatic https://soundcloud.com/villatic remixed by Cozmo Jethro
Mix and master by Cozmo Jethro
Cover art pics of BobbybPhoolan at Disney World and Cozmo Jethro both from the 80s. 

Lyrics:

(Cozmo Jethro and BobbybPhoolan)

Whooo, man! I’m feelin kinda nostalgic, like doin some reminiscin. How ya feelin Bobby?

Ayyy!!! im feeling alright alright fam!
just catching the vibes…..you know???!!!
picking up what you puttin down! type -ish!
us 80’s babies !!!!.

Ha ha, yea, let’s tell em about it!

(Cozmo Jethro)

I remember growin up when everything was ok. 
Remember that Bobby?

(Hell yeah……OKAY!!!!!!)

It was the 1980s, hoopin all day.
At Boyle Park, like Bobby’s mean fade away.
(swoosh!!!!)
I was Larry Bird, she was Penny Hardaway.
Breakin ankles, while I was shootin the J.

Saturday morn, 8 Wheels Skating Rink.
Me, JB, ha ha, and the family.
Innocent times set me up for the rest of my life.
Yo skatin’s how I met my wife.

I remember hangin at Showbiz Pizza Place.
With my homey Jovan, ha ha all day.
Watchin the show, hittin the arcade.
Lovin life, it was the 80s.

Back when times were simpler.
Me and Bobby was there.
Kids without a care.

Back in the day, (Back in the day)
We remember, the 1980s.
When all hip hop was underground.
We didn’t care, yea we still found the sound.

We could go out all day and roam around.
Ride our bikes around town
Times were simpler and you know what, aww yeaaa.
Everyone was down to clown.

(Mr. Roboto)

Back in the day
They remember, the 1980s.
When all hip hop was underground.
They didn’t care they still found the sound.

They could go out all day and roam around.
Ride their bikes around town.
Times were simpler and you know what.
Everyone was down to clown.

(Cozmo Jethro)

Ha ha, let em know Bobby!

(BobbybPhoolan)

Ain’t nothing like the 80s
love that old school sound
and like Jed said rode are bikes around
on the west side of Lansing
that’s my home town
Michigan born and raised
Out in Florida now
where the sun is always shining
and the traffic’s wild
remember begging my mom’s 
to come here as a child
wanna go to Walt Disney
and see Mickey Mouse
when we finally got to go
had the time of our life’s 
me and big bro chillin
not a worry in sight
until the Haunted Mansion
we were in for a fright
it was so damn scary had to close my eyes
I peeked out a couple of times
like Nope!!! ……
I ain’t dying
Made my family laugh a bit
and errbody just smiling
one of my fondest memories
still had my pops around
he use to take us to arcade
Pinball Pete’s downtown 
dropping quarters out his pocket
watch us scramble the ground
man he thought it was so funny 
we still laugh bout it now
I forgave him for the times
that he wasn’t around
had to learn
every relationship doesn’t work out
if you was raised in the hood
you know what I’m talking about 
made the best of what we had 
some things ….we went without
but regardless of my status
it was loved no doubt
born and raised in the 80s 
and I say that proud
if I could do it all again
I would leave right now       
peace out!!!

80s Baby (feat. BobbybPhoolan)

“Whisper of Silence” is a rock-ballad prayer set to acoustic warmth and soft electric light.
It was written for the quiet moments — the ones where the world holds still, the snow rests on the lawn, the tea warms your hands, and the presence of God moves gently through the room.

This song is about the way the Lord speaks in stillness.
Not in flashes, not in thunder — but in the soft, steady places where your soul finally has room to breathe. It is a reflection on gratitude, on Jesus’ unending comfort, and on the peace that comes when we slow down long enough to listen.

If your spirit has been weary, if you’ve been searching for calm, or if you simply want to sit with Him in a moment of warmth and clarity… this song was made for that space.

Thank you for listening.
May God bless you, keep you, and meet you in the silence.

Whisper of Silence

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