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This is Griffith from Berserk, this is for true Gut fans around the world. This is the story of how Griffith sacrificed his band of the hawk for worldly riches from Guts perspective when the eclipse happened￼. ￼This is a song off my album “The Phone Recordings” . 

“Was Placed On Re-Ex Top 40 Charts Under Pop/Rock at #16”

“AVAILABLE TO DOWNLOAD”

YouTube link for Griffith - Eclipse Sacrifice - Impromptu https://youtu.be/HwRv-2A_2XI

“Acoustic guitar live phone recording”

“This is a phone recorded album”

“Cover Art by HAZPAIN”

"The Phone Recordings"

Griffith - Eclipse Sacrifice “Impromptu”

Surge

Sometimes you love people so much that you wish you could travel back in time to be there at all the moments they needed you.

This is a post punk cover version of my song Seventeen. The original version is here:

https://kindnessinc.bandcamp.com/track/seventeen-bonus-track

Composer & lyricist: Antoine G
Arrangement: Antoine G & Charles Eric Charrier

Antoine G:  vocals, drum machine, keys, melodica, production
Charles Eric Charrier: bass 1 & 2 https://charlesericcharrier.bandcamp.com/
Dominique Queffélec: violin 
Béatrice Temple: background vocals

Art: Foxy HxC Macfly https://hxcantares.bandcamp.com/

VERSE 1:
Sometimes I wish that I would be seventeen again
And I’d meet you in the park on a sunny morning
I’d put my arms around you, and hold you so tight
That all of your nightmares would come  to pass

VERSE 2:
Sometimes I wish that I would be seventeen again
To keep all these bad boys a distance away
To shelter you from their lies and from their hate
And from the sad thoughts you had at night

CHORUS:
Cause sticks and stones can break your bones
And tear your heart to pieces
Yes the stones will break your bones
And then burn your soul alway 

VERSE 3:
If I could turn the clock back, rewind the hands of time
I would be there on the days when your thoughts went dark
If I could lighten up your somber days  with a smile 
I'd show you a future that looked bright

VERSE 4:
If I could be seventeen again, I’d teach you how to fight
I’f teach you how to raise your fists and rise out of the night
If I was seventeen again I’d keep you close to me
I’d wave away the clouds and tell you you’re free 

CHORUS:
Cause sticks and stones can break your bones
And tear your heart to pieces
Yes the stones will break your bones
And then burn your soul alway 

VERSE 5 (BRIDGE):
I’d tear down every wall, fight every fear you have
To  give you all of the love that is mine   
I’d fight against thousands, and I would fight every day    
To bring you peace and joy and chase the pain away

VERSE 6:
If only  I'd be seventeen again
I could meet you in the park  on a sunny morning
I could  put my arms around you, and hold you so tight
That  all of your nightmares could come  to pass

Seventeen  (the kind version)

Rock song written, arranged & produced by John Hardman
John Hardman - Vocals, guitars, keys
(c)(p) 2025 Swamp music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

Is It Alright? - Beats Working

released June 8, 2025
hat man can ltd records, chris browne browneproject all rights reserved
download on bandcamp music today with full lyrics - https://browneproject.bandcamp.com/track/east-side-red-sky
Full Lyrics below this line..

East Side Red Sky (Official) Chris Browne BrowneProject. produced mixed written
composed by Christopher Patrick Brown music and lyrics composer.
Hat Man Can LTD Records all rights reserved.
Download direct from Chris's BandCamp music page
lyrics
From the bright side to the to the dark side we are going east side again.
I see the rain drops falling from these huge grey clouds above fall back into the lake but I never see the surface break out eyes turn grey.

Lone wolf cities heights sky scrapers dark nights in the fight or flight adrenaline fueled first fights.

Now your all alone waiting for better days to come,
You sit by the phone stare at the walls you wait me for me to call.
When Every little thing will just seam to break and fall that is when I will give you a call. A call...

From the bright side to dark side we are going east side again.
I see the rain drops falling from these huge grey clouds above fall back onto the lake but I never see the surface break as seasons change our eyes turn grey.

Sky scrappers bright lights lone wolf citie heights sky scraper bright lights.

Your all alone waiting for better days to come you sir by the phone star at the walls you wait for me to call.
When everything will break abd fall il give you a call.

Break and fall...

East Side Red Sky

A simple message to myself from way back.  Found it almost like a message in a bottle. It said , relax , let go, live .... you are working and maybe even dreaming too hard.  Then slowly the message ....Connect .... seemed almost like a new mood elevating pill you could buy at a drug store.... and the song was not only advice from a future me, but quite possibly a tv commercial for a new drug called .... CONNECT.

Connect

Peter Cat - Mango Season

Another Lofi track for Summer! I got inspired during a park visit, so I made this.

City Park

Un viaggio strumentale tra rock e jazz, carico di groove, riff potenti e improvvisazione pura. Vibrazioni analogiche, energia viva.

O r g a n  D r i v e

I wasn't the storm
Wasn't the calm
Wasn't even the damn weather report
Just a line somebody skipped
while looking for the chorus

You kept a jar of sugar packets
from diners you don't remember
Me?
I was one of those
Sweet for a second
Then tossed in the glovebox
with expired maps and parking fines

I bought you soup when your sky cracked
You left me waiting on a Tuesday
A Tuesday, man?
The least poetic day of the week

You kept my jokes
but not my number
Told your friends
"she was... funny, I guess"
Hell of a eulogy

I was just a footnote for you
barely there, barely blue
Some flicker in the rearview
of a road you never meant to drive
Yeah...
I was just a footnote for you
But you?
You were a whole damn book for me

I made you pancakes once
You said you were allergic to mornings
And love
And me, apparently

You ever try deleting a voicemail
just so you don't memorize the silence at the end?
Yeah...
Me neither

I was just a footnote for you
just a scene that didn't test well
so they cut it in the final draft
But I kept your ghost in my guitar case
your laugh in the pocket of a coat I never wear
You were thunder
And I was...
a line break
Or less

You thought I was a footnote?
Baby, I'm the erratum
Printed loud
Page one
Right under your regrets

Just a Footnote

By pressing play
you agree to
1. Become a lifelong devotee of this artist
2. Stream everything, even the weird side projects
3. Comment: "Genius"
4. Buy vinyl
Even if you don't own a turntable
Especially if you don't own a turntable

You tapped the beat? That's binding
You laughed? That's proof of consent
By tapping your foot in a public place
you now owe me your attention
until my artistic phase ends
or I fake my death for press

No refunds
No complaints
No skipping the outro

Clause 7b: You will defend me in comment sections
Clause 9: You will quote me in arguments you barely understand
Clause 12: Your soul remains mine
in perpetuity
plus royalties

She ate the fries
He bought the fries
Boom - contract

Somewhere between ketchup
and that third laugh
she apparently co-signed
his entire fantasy

Her wrist brushed his wrist
now she's liable
for his unmet expectations
plus damages

Didn't read the menu?
Still binding
Smiled politely?
That's consent

These are the terms
These are the traps
You clicked "I agree"
without reading the map
No opt-out clause
No human review
By being polite
you said "I do"

Hired on a handshake
you just sold your Sundays
Your dreams?
They've been repurposed
for synergy

The job title said "Creative"
but it meant
"Copy, paste, obey"
You clock in?
You vanish
You breathe in cubicle gray

Your spine?
Company property
Your passion?
A performance metric

See Appendix D
for how to smile on Zoom
while crying on mute
See Section 19
on swallowing your rage
without leaving trace

These are the terms
These are the binds
You didn't negotiate
you were just being kind
Now your silence is debt
Your patience is proof
Your signature's inked
in the sweat of your youth

By hearing this
you acknowledge
All transactions are final
All expectations are assumed
All resistance
is a breach of contract

Thank you for your compliance!

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Music inspired from the film Gone Girl 
Prod. by 1983

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LoNe WolF - "Hard to Love"


Mixed & Mastered By: LoNe WolF







#toptracks #tracksoftheweek #stitches

Hard to Love

(part one of two songs)

part II: https://soundcloud.com/temple-of-the-haunted-man/gazing-at-lost-pictures

Pictures And Memories

SE IL NOME DELLA BAND PUO’ SEMBRARVI  STRANO SIETE LE PERSONE GIUSTE ,ESSO E’LA FUSIONE DÌ DUE PAROLE BEN DISTINTE YOGY, IL MAESTRO IL GURU LA MENTE MA NON IL BENE E YETY LA BESTIA L’ANIMALE  L’ISTINTO UMANO MA NON IL MALE QUINDI LA FUSIONE  TRA LA RAGIONE E L’ISTINTO ANIMALE CHE E’ IN NOI.

LA LORO STORIA E QUESTA:

CRESCIUTI A LOADSTONE SI ERANO CONOSCIUTI DOPO CHE IAN AVEVA MESSO UN INSERZIONE PER FORMARE QUELLA CHE POI SAREBBE DIVENUTA LA LORO CREATURA, SCRIVENDO SOLO COSI: ”CERCO MUSICISTI PER TROVARE IL SUONO PERDUTO ALLA RICERCA DEL IL SUONO PRIMORDIALE DEL VAGITO DEL MONDO E VOLEVANO FARLO ATTRAVERSO LA LORO MUSICA”.

“LASCIATE OGNI SPERANZA O VOI CHE’ ENTRATE… “ ….A LOADSTONE, PICCOLA CITTADINA AI PIEDI DELLA CITTA FANTASMA DÌ RHYIOLITE NEI PRESSI DÌ ZABRISKIE POINT NELLA VALLE DELLA MORTE, TUTTI LA CONOSCEVANO, MA PIU’ CHE UNA SALA PROVE QUELLA DÌ IAN,JIN, MARS, E COSMOS  SEMBRAVA UN LABORATORIO ALCHEMISONICO, PREGNANTE DÌ RELIQUIE ROCK RINVENUTE COME ARCHEOSONICI RICERCATORI INTENTI A SCOPRIRE  L’ORIGINE DEL SUONO, DEL SUONO AUREO PERFETTO, IL SUONO FILOSOFALE DOVE IL SUONO NON SI CREA NON SI DISTRUGGE MA TUTTO IL SUONO SI TRASFORMA, E TUTTO TRASFORMERA NEL CORSO DELLE LORO VITE.

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