I heard this piece recently and thought 'Hey, I could make dat sound like duh jazz' and then I did, by pure coincidence, make a version that sounds like 'duh jazz'.

Super Mario Bros. 2 - Character Select Theme (Jazz Cover)

Got some funky disco stuff for you. And look at that background- that's premium. You see what I do for you people? Do you know how much I BREAK my BACK for you guys? How much I fuckin' roll over in the DIRT like a PIG so I can give you this stuff? Huh? Do you? Yeah that's- that's what I thought. Anyway Mr Rogers said that, can you believe that?

Off The Hook

I maked another funkee song.

You’ve finally done it, you made your mark,
You set the fuse and lit the spark,
The trend is set and the world will follow,
And you’ll be left to stand and wallow,
Identity is pulled away,
And moulded into something they,
Can make their own and energise,
The very thing you realised.

To be an artist,
Wandering around,
Hearing the sound of the beating drums.
The river Styx,
Can’t stop the dance,
Of circumstance when the music comes.

Take your guitar and that scratchy voice,
Complain about your every choice,
The microphone has come to hear,
Your every word and lend an ear.
You’re so indie you’re so hip,
Your simplicity stole your bit,
And now it echoes through a wire,
The stolen song of your desire.

Like an artist,
Wandering around,
Hearing the sound of the beating drums.
The river Styx,
Can’t stop the dance,
Of circumstance when the music comes.

(Guitar Solo)

Who are you to say you’re king,
You self-important, snivelling,
Talent-ridden loser hack,
Take your songs and don’t come back. 

Like an artist,
Wandering around,
Hearing the sound of the beating drums.
The river Styx,
Can’t stop the dance,
Of circumstance when the music comes.

To be an artist,
Wandering around,
Hearing the sound of the beating drums.
The river Styx,
Can’t stop the dance,
Of circumstance when the music comes.

Just an artist.
Just an artist.
Just an artist.
Just an artist.

To Be An Artist

I made another song where I didn't sing the lyrics you're welcome.

Love’s pretty bullshit,
Love’s pretty mean,
Love hypocritically hates when you love,
‘Cause it typically wants you to scream.
It tortures your mind with emotion,
It plucks every weakness you’ve got,
It drowns every notion of reason, 
And tells you it doesn’t mean squat.

Love’s pretty brutal,
Love’s pretty fucked,
Young and invincible so inconvincible,
That’s when it hits like a truck.
Just when you think you know everything,
It flips everything on its head,
What everything was becomes nothing at all,
‘Cause now everything’s love instead.

Love’s pretty naughty,
Love’s pretty coy,
Love is portrayed as the sweet and the innocent,
Gift for a girl and a boy.
But love can be anything but sweet,
Sometimes it’s a maniac. 
It’ll beat you and bruise you till nothing is left,
And still you’ll come crawling back.

Love’s pretty vicious,
Love’s pretty vague,
It comes out of nowhere and gives you no choice,
And plasters your heart like a plague.
And somehow you’ll know when you feel it,
Oh, soon as you feel it you’ll know,
That love is a bitch because once it gets in,
It grabs you and doesn’t let go.

So how do you cure it?
How does it stop?
Can anything that is so evil and cruel,
Be beaten from bottom to top?
Well son, I’ve got some bad news for you,
Once love lets you know it’s there,
The fact of the matter’s it’s already won,
By then you won’t even care.

Love Sucks

Proboscis monkeys are freakin' sweet-as bro. They look like the drunk uncle of the jungle. Drunk Uncle in the Jungle is also the new movie I'm making, but I digress, here are would be lyrics: 

Yesterday I went out to the zoo,
Whoever knew how fun it’d be?
One particular creature was best,
Above the rest, stood out to me.

He has a tail and he can swing,
And peel bananas with his feet,
His shiny eyes so innocent,
Magnificently looking pretty sweet.

Oh Mr Spunky, Mr Funky,
Slightly chun-ky man,
Won’t you give us all a smile?
(There it is!)

Call him Mr Monkey,
Mr Monkey Man.
And he’s just being a monkey,
The only way he can.

Sometimes he stares into space,
And places everything where it should go.
A real genius cultivator,
Interstellar navigator bro.

Oh Mr Pleasant, iridescent,
Soul that shines just like a star.
Won’t you guide us through the night?

Guide us Mr Monkey,
Mr Monkey Man.
Guide us like a monkey,
Only a monkey can.
Guide us Mr Monkey,
Mr Monkey Man.
Guide us like a monkey,
Only a monkey can.

Monke

I am an idiot.

Would-be Lyrics: 

Skibbidy bee bop, booba booba,
Skoobidy bee bop, badooba booba.

The slip of a tit,
The drop of a breast,
The sneak of a bosom at nature’s behest,
Behold those hooters at God’s own request,
I’m talkin’ about them boobs.

(Ba dum dum dum)

Whether they’re pixelated,
In three dimensions or two,
I don’t care what world they’re from,
Boobies this goes out to you.

And baby don’t worry if they’re big or small, 
Whether they’re shapely or not there at all,
The soul of boobies BREAKS. A-NY. WALL…
I’m talkin’ about them boooooobs.

Dumb Song

Well it’s been a pleasure, real nice,
Having you here again,
I’m happy we can see each other,
Every now and then,
But now I do bid you adieu,
There’s matters to attend,
Baby it’s time to say goodnight.

But when I see you waltzing,
Away from that front door,
There’s something deep inside of me,
That leaves me wanting more,
Something about that backside swaying,
Hips-a-grooving, shoulders shaking, 
Stopping me dead in my tracks,
I reconsider my goodnight and invite you back cause,

There’s something in the way you walk,
Like a trick hidden up your sleeve,
Cause I hate to see you go but I love to watch you leave!

Catching up has been a blast,
I’ve truly got to say,
But highlight of the conversation,
Was watching you walk away,
Part of me hopes you never leave me,
But part of me hopes you won’t stay,
So turn right round and leave my sight.

But not before I get a chance,
To watch your silhouette,
And see you set against the Sun,
As the Sun begins to set,
Something about that natural beauty,
Nature-walking, sweet patootie,
Fills me up and makes me drown,
I join the Sun and get knocked down cause,

There’s something in the way you walk,
That’s bright like Christmas Eve,
Cause I hate to see you go but I love to watch you leave!

You’ve probably never noticed,
The love your leaving’s earned.
You turn all the heads around,
As soon as your head is turned.
But trust me darling, trust me honey,
It’s funny how much it ain’t funny,
Watching you not watching me,
Is something I’d watch for eternity cause,

There’s something in the way you walk,
That’s driving me insane,
When you walk right at me then it’s,
Simply not the same.
That secret sauce of sauciness,
Which seems so make-believe,
I hate to see you go but I love to watch you,
Put on a show as you give all you got to,
Take a bow and wow me as you leave!

Hate To See You Go

Me singing badly for 3 minutes. You'RE WELCOME!

Spring has come and gone,
The Summer carries on,
The heat, the flowers, the getaways,
The shorter clothes, the longer days.
But longest of all is the longing for,
Something that you can't get back,
The innocence of a past gone past,
Where life's an aphrodisiac.

Show me that summer dress,
As plain and as white as the world we had in our heads.

Nothing made you feel as sick,
As the clique you used to be a part of,
But it disappears so quick,
And then it's right back to the start of,
Walking down a lonely road,
You feel you've heard before,
Blasting through a radio,
Muffled by a bedroom door.

Show me that summer dress,
As plain and as white as the world we had in our heads.

The scent of the grass still lingers,
And the burn of the air reminds me,
When I last felt the glance of your fingers,
Then I let the present find me.
Sometimes it's hard to not get mad,
'Cause change defames your lot,
Sometimes it's hard to not feel sad,
When you drop your notes change is all you got.

So show me that summer dress,
As plain and as white as the world we had in our heads.
Summer dress,
As plain and as white as the lie of the world that we had in our heads.

Summer Dress

More SONG. Similar guitar line to last SONG but different now sort of.

music word bits:

Why'd you have to go and say 'I love you'?
Why'd you have to go and say 'I love you'?
So I can get tied down to one damn place,
And wake up every damn morning to your damn face?
Why'd you have to go and say 'I love you'?

Why'd you have to go and say 'I love you'?
What was wrong with 'like' for the likes of you?
Things were going so smoothly the way they were,
And now I'm lost and my mind's a blur,
Why'd you have to go and say 'I love you'?

Why'd you have to go and say 'I love you'?
Were you worried I'd start to feel above you?
That I'd start to get bored and run away,
And move onto somebody else some day?
How could I ever go when I love you?

Yeah I said it, sadly I love you,
We make a pair, I guess you could say I glove you,
But to know we're both so intertwined,
Is enough to make me lose my mind,
I guess I'm saying I'm scared to love you.

Why'd I have to go ahead and fall for?
Why'd I have to cherish, hold, and adore?
And I know it's sappy I get it's lame,
But as much as I whine I'm glad I came,
And got to see how much I love you.

So now we're stuck here with each other,
I'm relegated to 'your lover',
And you can glare at my stupidity,
But just remember that you chose me,
And couldn't help but go and say 'I love you'.

Why'd You Have To

Oh my god I'm still alive and still can't sing.

Lyrics: 

You came from the darkness like a guiding light,
And roared like the wind on a sleepless night.
Time stood still as you made your waves,
Down the hallway and past my gaze.
And though it barely even mattered at all,
I still couldn't help but fall,
Into the something I'd have with you,
Where anything more than nothing would do.

In early days at first you'd hide,
You locked yourself and your pain inside,
Some people reached and extended a hand,
But the people around you didn't understand.
Nothing curses the soul's own health,
Like a rope when you can't hope to save yourself,
You'd sooner sit back and suffer defeat,
And use that rope to hang in the street.

But paint me your dreams on a canvas,
And I'll be there,
Taking a picture to treasure wherever,
I swear.

We took the time to take things slow,
At first things were a bit stop and go,
We each had shields and broke one another's,
And from the cracks came your true colours.
Gold and silver, purple and green,
Blinded the grey like a sunset scene,
The hand of healing lifted your spirit,
And brought your love and kindness with it.

Paint me your dreams on a canvas,
And I'll be there,
Taking a picture to treasure wherever,
I swear.

Sometimes it's bitter, sometimes it stings,
Through winter's chill the death knell rings,
And you can scream and spit and bite,
And claw the air in a losing fight.
But when the snow begins to settle,
A lifetime spent to test your mettle,
The hands extended will help you rise,
Maybe then you'll realise, and...

Paint me your dreams on a canvas,
'Cause I'll be there,
Taking a picture to treasure wherever,
I swear.
Paint me your dreams on a canvas,
And I'll be there,
Taking a picture to treasure wherever,
I swear.

Paint Me Your Dreams

I sang badly again, you're welcome.

Lyrics:

I only cry sometimes,
Because laughing just hurts more,
I only lie sometimes,
Because the truth sends me to the floor.

I don't think I see a way out of here,
The darkness just draws ever near.

Nobody cut any holes in the box,
But they made sure to seal it tight,
It's hard to care for the light of the Sun,
When all you see is night.

I only hope sometimes,
That the pain would go away,
I only cope sometimes,
It's so much easier to stay.

I take the hand of the unwaking dream,
It hits me and holds me and lets me scream.

Nobody cut any holes in the box,
But they made sure to seal it tight,
It's hard to care for the light of the Sun,
When all you see is night.

Take me, take me,
Let this feeling cease,
Wake me, wake me,
And let me rest in peace.

Locked Away

This week I've gone back to more of an 80s style, I always have a lot of fun with those. For anyone new the reason there's no singing is because I can't sing so I make-do with an instrumental lead instead. I hope you enjoy it. Here are the lyrics:

(Verse 1)
In this world the rich get richer
Ooh, and the poor stay poor,
If we’re fast and mean,
We can pull in the green (whoa-oh-oh),
So much money!
And pools of liquid gold;
Everyone watching us
Put a price tag on the world.

(Chorus)
Who cares about being ethical
When there’s money on the line?
You could make so much more
If you’d only grow a spine.

In a world of thieves and lies
Another one is no surprise,
So why don’t you open up your eyes
And be unethical?

(Verse 2)
Like a shadow through the night,
We can take back what’s ours,
What belongs to us,
No need to cause a fuss, all be-
Cause you earned it!
Every single cent,
So screw them for all they’re worth,
Let it be money well spent.

(Guitar Solo)

(Chorus)
Who cares about being ethical
When there’s money on the line?
You could make so much more
If you’d only grow a spine.

In a world of thieves and lies
Another one is no surprise,
So why don’t you open up your eyes
And be unethical?

Melody-less version here: https://www.twine.is/MatthewFeatherby/c10sbl0/ethical-no-melody

Ethical (lyrics in description)

Here's a short bonus composition I made recently. I had the image of an android "dying" in the streets because my brain went wrong somewhere down the line, and as such this came of it. It's a little more artsy fartsy than usual but I like an excuse to play with 80s sci-fi synths.

Binary Heaven

A shorter, more simplistic piece made with the intentions of being used as something for ambient relaxation or background music more than anything. It's pretty basic but I hope you enjoy it all the same!

Last Light

Well, I'm back with a cover from another mother. It's kind of a Frankenstein's monster of Weezer's take, the original, and my own, but I hope you think it sounds all right. I don't usually put my covers up on SoundCloud, but I'm dipping my toes in the water this time to see what happens. If any copyright gubbins occurs then I'll gladly remove it.

The Cars - You Might Think Instrumental Cover

Youtube Channel:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCDKCDlkgOXILeU-lTedgKRw (contains all my music including older stuff I delete on here, covers & extras)

Twine:https://www.twine.net/MatthewFeatherby (contains older stuff I delete on here complete with downloads)

Welcome to the world where an orangutan mashes buttons on his keyboard and passes it off as music.

DAW: FL Studio

Additional Tweaks: Adobe Audition

Art: Photoshop

My sincerest thanks for your time!

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