This is amazing stuff man, thank you for making these ongezellig gems. Keep making music, ongezellig or not, talent like this shouldn’t go to waste.

One of the shiniest gems ever conceived by a zellig fan, can't wait to hear more from you bro

I deleted SoundCloud and gave up.

Then this song hit 170+ plays, got added to public playlists, and some cool Ongezellig dude messaged me saying:
“More Ongezellig XD.”

So… here I am.
For Maya.
For anyone who ever fell in love with someone who couldn’t stay.
instagram: @Joe._6969
My Youtube channel!!!: https://www.youtube.com/@BlastingJoseph69
#Ongezellig #AlternativeRock #PostRomanticism

Lost in Amsterdam - Extended Cut

Here is my version of Creep by Radiohead made only with FL Studio midi instruments.

My Youtube channel!!!: https://www.youtube.com/@BlastingJoseph69

Creep FL studio version

Sup y'all, Joe here.

I’ve been caught up with life and all that stuff, but I finally got a few days off to breathe and reset. I know it’s been a minute, and while I’m still figuring out what project I’ll drop next (open to any suggestions, by the way!), I wanted to share something in the meantime.

Here’s a humble Radiohead cover of No Surprises as a little apology and a thank-you to the handful of you still tuning in. Appreciate you all more than you know.

My YouTube channel!!: https://www.youtube.com/@BlastingJoseph69

See you soon. Stay loud.

— Joe

No Surprises FL studio version

Sup y’all, Joe again.

After messing around with a few ideas, this weird little song came out of nowhere. Originally meant to be a joke or an inside thing, but then it got oddly real. Guess it became a kind of bedtime song for someone who probably never sleeps.

I don’t know what genre this is. Think Radiohead if they wrote a track about a dictator’s soft side (or maybe it’s just guilt in disguise).

Anyway, it’s called Mymy’s Lullaby. Hope it haunts you in a nice way.

Thanks again to anyone who’s still listening. Always.

Lyrics: 

She ties her ribbon every morning
Like armor wrapped around her hair
Blonde and orange like a warning
But there’s a child still hiding there

She talks too loud, she hates the silence
She draws her borders in the sand
But sometimes late at night she whispers
Things no one else would understand

She stares at maps, she loves old stories
Thinks flags can save her from the dark
But every time she sees the ocean
Her heart forgets to be so sharp

Sleep tight, little Mymy
Dreams don’t need to shout
There’s more to love than fighting
There’s more than fearing doubt
Close your eyes, my Mymy
Let the monsters wait
You don’t need to win the war
To find a softer fate

She holds her ground in every classroom
A tiny general in her head
But every time she’s left alone
She re-reads letters never sent

Maybe she learned all the wrong lessons
From a world that turned too cold
Maybe no one ever told her
You don’t need to conquer to be whole

Sleep tight, little Mymy
Dreams don’t need to shout
There’s more to love than fighting
There’s more than fearing doubt
Close your eyes, my Mymy
Let the flags fall down
You don’t need a crown of fire
To be safe and sound

So hush now, Mymy
Rest your orange head
The world will turn without your fists
Come lie with peace instead

Mymy’s Lullaby

Hey everyone, Joe here.
This track is the REAL plan i had for Green Eyes, but it just couldnt decide.
It’s heavily inspired by a CERTAIN '90s alt-rock classic — yeah, you’ll hear it right away. Maybe too much.
I started writing it almost as a joke because of how similar it sounded… but the lyrics took a life of their own.
The ending especially, breaks away, and I guess that’s where it finally becomes mine.
Thanks for sticking around. This EP may be short, but it means a something to me.

Lyrics:

I see you in that red hoodie fading in the hall
Your words get lost in silence, but I remember them all
Behind those closed-up eyelids, where nobody can go
You’re a flicker in the dark, that no one else can show

You say you’re different, broken, floating out of place
But I’ve got time for you, in all the empty space

Green eyes lost in daydreams, trembling in the light
You’re an island full of echoes in the classroom’s quiet night
I’m not brave enough to hold you, but I’ll stay by your side
Green eyes, I wish you’d see you’re beautiful inside

You disappear in corridors, I’ve tried to call your name
You hide behind the maps, the anxiety, the shame
But there’s a voice inside you screaming louder than your fear
If you let me hear it, I swear I’ll draw it near

Your heart beats like whispers, addicted to the sound
Of your own solitude. I wish I stuck around

Green eyes lost in memories, broken by your chest
Maybe you’re just one last spark in a thousand tangled mess
I won’t force you out from hiding, I’ll just keep this line
Green eyes, I hope you know you could have stayed this time

Some nights the world gets heavy, and the silence is too loud
So I inched closer to your corner, where your courage used to drown
And even if you crumble, even if you leave again
I’d still hold that moment – the day I tried to be your friend

Green eyes, I’m tired of dreaming what you might become
If you believed your own reflection and let love under the sun
I’m not asking you to stay—you don’t owe me that line
But green eyes, thank you for the ghost I couldn’t leave behind

Green eyes…
I hope you’re kind to yourself today.

#Ongezellig

Green Eyes

Hey everyone, Joe here.
This track, Green Eyes, marks the closing piece of the Ongezellig EP.
It’s heavily inspired by a CERTAIN '90s alt-rock classic — yeah, you’ll hear it right away. Maybe too much.
I started writing it almost as a joke because of how similar it sounded… but the lyrics took a life of their own. You are free to theorize who this female voice is...
The drums especially, breaks away, and I guess that’s where it finally becomes mine.
Thanks for sticking around. This EP may be short, but it means something to me.

Lyrics:

I see you in that red hoodie fading in the hall
Your words get lost in silence, but I remember them all
Behind those closed-up eyelids, where nobody can go
You’re a flicker in the dark, that no one else can show

You say you’re different, broken, floating out of place
But I’ve got time for you, in all the empty space

Green eyes lost in daydreams, trembling in the light
You’re an island full of echoes in the classroom’s quiet night
I’m not brave enough to hold you, but I’ll stay by your side
Green eyes, I wish you’d see you’re beautiful inside

You disappear in corridors, I’ve tried to call your name
You hide behind the maps, the anxiety, the shame
But there’s a voice inside you screaming louder than your fear
If you let me hear it, I swear I’ll draw it near

Your heart beats like whispers, addicted to the sound
Of your own solitude. I wish I stuck around

Green eyes lost in memories, broken by your chest
Maybe you’re just one last spark in a thousand tangled mess
I won’t force you out from hiding, I’ll just keep this line
Green eyes, I hope you know you could have stayed this time

Some nights the world gets heavy, and the silence is too loud
So I inched closer to your corner, where your courage used to drown
And even if you crumble, even if you leave again
I’d still hold that moment – the day I tried to be your friend

Green eyes, I’m tired of dreaming what you might become
If you believed your own reflection and let love under the sun
I’m not asking you to stay—you don’t owe me that line
But green eyes, thank you for the ghost I couldn’t leave behind

Green eyes…
I hope you’re kind to yourself today.
#Ongezellig

Green Eyes (og version)

OUR favorite sister (jk).
She shines on the outside — brave, fast, laughing —
but there's a storm behind that jersey.
This one's for the bruises no one sees,
and the kindness born from fighting battles alone.
#Ongezellig
Pop-punk with a soft punch.
Inspired by Feeling Every Sunset, blink-182

Lyrics:

Yellow sun, she walks the hall
Laughing bright, but hides the fall
Under jersey, drumbeat tight
Keeps her war out of the light

She shouts in matches,
But cries alone
All these trophies
Built a throne
Of plastic gold

Springbok heart, you fight too hard
Smile so wide, you're scarred
Let it loose, let it bleed
Kindness born from need
Springbok heart, at last be free
It's okay to break,
It's okay to be seen

Staring down the mirror’s glare
Every win feels thin, unfair
Tried to hold a perfect line
But even stars can fade in time

"Be strong", they told you,
Every day
So you wore armor
Just to play
And hid the pain

Springbok heart, you fight too hard
Smile so wide, you're scarred
Let it loose, let it bleed
Kindness born from need
Springbok heart, at last be free
You don’t owe the world
A flawless version of “me”

You're not just goals and games and cheer
We see the weight you’ve held for years
You're brave enough to drop the show
To cry, to fall—
And still be whole

Springbok heart, you’ve come so far
From bleeding through that armor’s part
Let it crack, let it shine
You’re more than their design
Springbok heart, you’re wild, you’re true
You don’t need to prove
What’s already in you

Springbok Heart

hey, Joe here.

this one’s a bit different.
Kiki took over the mic and made a whole track about her "pirate club" (yes, with actual rules).

you’ll hear me tell her to shut up her yapping twice — I left it in 'cause it made me laugh.
not every song needs to be deep or sad. sometimes a silly little sea shanty is enough.

hope you enjoy it.
yo-ho-ho and all that.

Lyrics:

Welcome all to the seven seas,
Where we sail with style and zero fees.
We’ve got a flag and a secret base—
No boys allowed in our hiding place.

Zoey’s busy with her books again,
Cleo shrugs like “here we go, friend…”
Coco salutes but ties her shoes,
And Yfke’s lost in strawberry fumes.


Hey! This be Kiki’s Pirate Club!
With rules and ranks and snacks and grub.
Raise your sword or draw your chart,
Or sit around and break my heart.
Yo-ho! We’re fierce and free!
Even if it’s mostly just me.
A ship that sails inside my head—
Where Mymy says the Dutch were best instead.


We held a vote—just me and me—
To steal gold from the lost city of Z.
But Mymy scoffs, “You got that wrong—
The VOC was brave and strong.”

I built a cannon from a juicebox tray,
But no one showed up for Pirate Day.
They say they care but never play—
What’s a captain to do anyway?


 Hey! This be Kiki’s Pirate Club!
We meet each week behind the shrubs.
No one listens, but I don’t quit—
Even if I talk and they just sit.
Yo-ho! On stormy seas,
They scroll their phones while I make pleas.
My crew is wild, my crew is strange—
But mutiny feels kinda deranged…


I painted hats and pirate tags,
Sewed a flag with stitched-up rags.
Told them stories, made a code…
But I think I’m sailing this ship alone.


 Hey! This be Kiki’s Pirate Club!
With sugar maps and soda chugs.
They laugh, they yawn, they roll their eyes—
But still they show up every time.
Yo-ho! I shout commands,
They build in silence or play in sands.
This ship might leak, the helm may rust—
But I sail with them, because I must.

"First rule of Kiki’s Pirate Club: I’m the captain.
Second rule: attend or walk the plank.
Third rule: …well, no one really listens anyway."
#Ongezellig

Kiki’s Pirate Club (bonus track)

instagram: @Joe._6969
an experimental reinterpretation of Creep. I wanted to play with the idea of ​​a 32-bit sound, as if this song had come out of an old console or a glitchy player. I recorded my vocals (for the first time on a song of mine) and ran them through Fruity Squeeze, looking for that rough, digital, and slightly broken texture. All of this over real guitars instead of the MIDI distortions of my first version. It's not a traditional cover: it's more of a sonic experiment, a small homage to the insecurity and alienation that this song conveys.

#Radiohead #cover #experiment #32bit #bitcrush #lofi #indie

Creep (Bitcrushed)

This song has always had a strange weight for me.
Not only because of Scott Pilgrim — which has been a huge inspiration — but also because it was one of those rare songs my ex and I both connected with. It carried that mix of rebellion, melancholy and outsider energy that I still feel today.


This is my take on it: raw, bitcrushed, i think i can get used to this sound a bit lol. Right now, the vocal line is only a synth, a placeholder of what’s coming.

#scottpilgrim #scottpilgrimtakesoff #scottpilgrimvstheworldthegame #metric #blacksheep #cover #indie #scottpilgrimvstheworld #rock #alternativerock

Black Sheep (bitcrushed) W.I.P — synth vocal line

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I'm Joe.
15 | Drummer & storyteller | Soundtrack to growing pains.
NEW IG: @joe._6969
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Discord: glenn69.69

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