In The House Of Uneven  Floors

In The House Of  Uneven Floors

Ich wünsche mir das kein Mensch so etwas erleben muss und zu dingen gezwungen wird, die er nicht möchte.

I wouldn’t wish that on anyone

Forever (Mastered by SoundCloud)

Dark And Narrow

The album containing this song and many others is coming soon.
Lyrics:
Oh, my heart's a wild ride,
With your sexy pirate smile,
Kinky love in the moonlight,
Makes every moment worthwhile.
Through the sweet smell of trouble,
And the taste of your skin,
With you by my side,
I know we'll never give in.

Her leather smells of sweat and smoke,  
a tangled mess of lust and sin,  
her lips are black but taste like hope,  
I drown in her, when the chaos begins.  

She’s all safety pins and reckless grins,  
her voice a growl, her touch a spark,  
my heart’s a doll she pierces with pins,  
leaving me moaning in the dark.  

(Chorus)
Kinky, smelly, slutty,
She’s my punk princess,
In her old Doc Martens,
She makes my heart race. 

Her sweat’s a perfume, raw and sweet,  
stained with smoke and cheap red wine,  
I worship at her scuffed-up feet,  
her chaos fits so right with mine.  

She’s a riot in fishnets and smudged eyeliner, 
laughing loud with a devil’s grace,  
I’m the fool in her story, a complete looser,  
lost in the heat of her wild embrace.  

(Chorus)
Kinky, smelly, slutty,
She’s my punk princess,
In her old Doc Martens,
She makes my heart race. 

The world calls her filthy, calls her wrong, 
but her filth is the pleasure that I crave,  
her love’s a storm, relentless and strong,  
and I’ll drown in it, bold and brave.  

She’s my kink, my stink, my reckless muse, 
a hurricane in Doc Marten boots,  
I’ll take her bruises, her bad tattoos,  
and love her raw, right down to the roots.

Punk Princess

[Verse]
Сойти с ума от разлуки на час
Сойти с ума
Ведь люблю только вас
Мир без тебя — он как ночь без зари
Свет в моём сердце — ты только бери

[Chorus]
Сойти с ума
Кричу в тишине
Твой силуэт в каждой моей весне
Сойти с ума
Лишь бы снова обнять
Мир без тебя мне не удержать

[Verse 2]
Дождь за окном
Он как плач моих снов
Пусто внутри
Не вернуть тех основ
Ветром зовёт твой шёпот вдали
Свет в моём сердце — бери
Не моли

[Chorus]
Сойти с ума
Кричу в тишине
Твой силуэт в каждой моей весне
Сойти с ума
Лишь бы снова обнять
Мир без тебя мне не удержать

[Bridge]
Сквозь звёзды
Сквозь годы
Я ищу твой след
Любовь без тебя — словно солнечный бред
Сойти с ума
Но вернуться к тебе
Жить лишь тобой в этом вечном огне

[Chorus]
Сойти с ума
Кричу в тишине
Твой силуэт в каждой моей весне
Сойти с ума
Лишь бы снова обнять
Мир без тебя мне не удержать
11 ноября 2025 г. в 0:14


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Joe Stroffolino-- Music, lyrics, vocals, organ and guitar.
Bass: PG music real track.
Double bass synth and wurly Logic Pro session player tracks.
Drums: Many thanks to Ken K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara for playing the drums on this track and giving me great feedback as I attempted to mix the song.

Copyright 2025

Verse 1
I’ve never seen the Great Wall; I’ve never been to Japan.
I’ve never seen the Eiffel Tower; it’s not part of my bucket list plan.
I don’t need to stand in line for two hours so I can see the Mona Lisa for thirty seconds.
I can see the same thing at home for free on my computer.

Chorus
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Verse 2
I don’t want to sit in a pressurized cylinder, with only a bag of peanuts to eat,
As I’m elbowed by a stranger who decides he wants to ventilate his feet.
I don’t want to go to a tourist trap and hang out with a bunch of ugly Americans.
If I want to see ugly Americans, all I’ve gotta do is step outside.

Chorus (Repeat)
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Bridge
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a ramblin man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a ramblin man.

Verse 3
Waking up early, rushing to the airport, to get on a crowded flight,
Trying to find space in the overhead bin and not get in a fight.
When you get there, you can’t drink the water, and the alcohol can make you go blind.
That doesn’t sound like the optimal place for a person to unwind.
You have to ration your underwear, or you’ll have to wear it inside out again for a second time.
You have to keep your money in a belt or you could be the victim of a pickpocketing crime.

Bridge (Repeat)
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a ramblin man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a ramblin man

Not A Rambling Man-Joe Stroffolino/K2 and the Three

Sainsonic feat. Synthesizer V Eri - Angel Love

The Soughing Wind – Feat. Oddrun Eikli
November 2025
Duration: 3:55
Listen to the wonderful music of Oddrun Eikli: https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli
Listen to more collaborations with Bruce and Oddrun:
https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/magical-music-feat-oddrun
For voice, violin, harp, bass flute, double bass, cloud chamber bowls, field recordings, virtual instruments and percussion

The Soughing Wind - Feat.Oddrun Eikli

(FR) Une IA a rebranché son Walkman et relancé le moteur 80's.
Des nappes synthétiques, une basse qui claque et des breaks électroniques vintage recréent le fantasme d’une route infinie, avec ce grain électronique typique des années 80, qui évoque des autoroutes la nuit, des néons qui clignotent, et des algorithmes qui fument sous le capot.


(EN) 🎧 IA Overdrive – the nostalgia of the future in 4 well-compressed beats.

An AI reconnected his Walkman and restarted the 80’s engine.
Synthetic pads, a slap bass and vintage electronic station wagons recreate the fantasy of an infinite road, with that typical electronic grain from the 80s, which evokes highways at night, flickering neon lights, and algorithms that smoke

IA Overdrive 80's

" Praise ye the Lord" is an Air form Georg Friedrich Handel's oratorio "Solomon", written in 1748.
The anonymous libretto is currently thought to have been written by the English Jewish poet/playwright Moses Mendes. It is based on the biblical stories of the wise king Solomon from the First Book of Kings and the Second Book of Chronicles.

violin - Clarke Alonzi, Anna Downes
viola - Philip Hayman
organ - Helen Roberts
voice - Robert Llewellyn

We hope you'll enjoy!

lyrics

Praise ye the Lord for all his mercies past,
Whose truth, whose justice will for ever last.

Praise ye the Lord  (Solomon - Georg Friedrich Handel)

Gholty - albom , автор - Ihor Kriazhev

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