We released our first (and last) Album in 2019. Since then we have been working on a lot of songs, and some are online here and or on Applemusic, Spotify etc. Next year we will have our second album finished and we look really forward to it. Here is one song from the upcoming album: Don't wait for me! Enjoy and let us know what you think!

Have you been waiting for your calling again?
Well, I just like to waste my days
So please let me wake up in vain again
Just wanna be there in the race

And there are billboards full of answers
And who am I to disagree
Words of wisdom all around us, my friend
For anyone to see

Let me figure out the day
Let me figure out the week
Let me stop and have a moment
Let me stop and let me breath

Don't you wait for me
I'll be on my way
Don't you wait for me
I'll be good you see

I've ben waiting for your call again
And I can wait a million days
I can surely wait one more day in vain again
Just wanna be there in the race 

And there are billboards full of answers
And who are we to disagree
Words of wisdom all around us, my friend
For anyone but me

Let me figure out the day
Let me figure out the week
Let me stop and have a moment
Let me stop and let me breath

Don't you wait for me
I'll be on my way
Don't you wait for me
I'll be fine

Don't Wait For Me

Découvrez Jason San-Claire sur #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/jsbkLoXcBTzkmZqa8

Jason invited me to make a sultry contribution to one of his awesome club tracks !!ADULT CONTENT!!

Obsessive Love

Moving beyond the animosity of a broken relationship in the hopes the hate will move on

Open Wounds

For my brother who went into the Vietnam war totally mentally challenged.
The Marines taught him discipline but that didn't stop his genetic predisposition to serious mental issues. Rest in peace my brother I'll never forget.

Jose The Viet Nam Vet

Here's the second half of the Improv that spawned 'A Tune For June'.

In any case, dear Listeners... i hope you'll enJoy its flow.


The Photo is from the amazing May '2025 SHENZHENG Drone Exhibition' and took place in the skies over Shenzheng, China. Each point of light in the night sky is a lighted 'drone'.  

Here's a short Video from the 2024 show.  https://www.youtube.com/shorts/G6KDeYJri_Y

Another Tune for June

Y-Across the Miracle

Echoes of the Drowned

The dilemma lies in this: if sustainable modes of thinking and living can ultimately be overrun by destructive ones, can they truly be called sustainable? Perhaps they were merely appealing notions—unrealized promises, fragile dreams, and hopeful ideals—that endured only until the everloving fuck of greed and the thirst for power turned their gaze upon them. (This is not a quote, I just wrote this to be the description of this track.)

Music for bananas - Overrun

A Precious Gift is an intimate acoustic ballad built around soft fingerpicked guitar, somber felt-piano chords, and a quiet, close-mic vocal performance. The song captures the beauty of small everyday moments and the emotional depth found in someone’s quiet presence. With a gentle lift in the hook and a warm, organic feel, the track offers a sense of safety, sincerity, and emotional closeness — a comforting December release that feels honest, humble, and deeply human.

👉 Promo: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/elliotgreyson/a-precious-gift

Lyrics:

You came into the kitchen this morning,
quiet and still waking up.
You weren’t trying to be anything,
you just moved the way you do
when you forget the world is watching.
It’s in those small, unguarded moments
that I notice you the most.
You make the room feel gentler
without meaning to.

There is a calm you bring
just by being here,
a steadiness I lean into
without even thinking.

You are a precious gift to me.
Not because of what you do,
but because of who you are
when everything is quiet.
When you look at me
like I matter to you,
something inside me settles.
You are a precious gift,
and I carry that with me.

You told me today
that you worry about being too much,
that you second-guess yourself
even when you shouldn’t.
You hold so much inside
that no one ever sees,
and still you wonder
if you give enough.
But you give more
than you realize.

If you could see yourself
from where I stand,
you would understand your worth.

You are a precious gift to me.
Not because you’re perfect,
but because you’re human
and honest
and willing to feel.
When you trust me
with the softer parts of you,
I feel honored.
You are a precious gift,
and I won’t forget that.

If life feels heavy,
if you feel unseen,
I will stay beside you
without asking you to change.

You are a precious gift,
a steady and gentle light
in a fast and restless world.
Every time you let me close,
I’m reminded
of how lucky I am.
You are my precious gift,
and you always will be.

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A Precious Gift

A Treatise on Western Christmas in the 21st Century
is a candid, theologically grounded journey through the way American Christians misunderstand, sentimentalize, and sometimes even distort the season meant to proclaim Christ’s Incarnation. Inspired by the artist’s 2014 blog post confronting the clichés and contradictions surrounding modern Christmas observance, the album unfolds like a Lutheran sermon: the first five tracks reveal the Law, exposing our blindness, pride, impatience, and misplaced zeal; the final two tracks announce the Gospel, where hope breaks through and Christ stands at the center.

This is not a cozy Christmas record. It is a clarifying one.

The opening tracks pull apart the seasonal glitter to show the truth beneath:

Born to Die confronts the heart of the Incarnation — not sentiment, but sin. Christ came because we needed saving, not decorating.

So This Ain’t Christmas laments the disappearance of Advent in a culture demanding joy without repentance, light without darkness, and salvation without cost.

Idol Talk challenges soft, surface-level faith by exposing the irony of rejecting symbols of Christ’s suffering while embracing polished, porcelain nativity scenes.

The War critiques the impulse to fight public battles over slogans and displays while neglecting the deeper spiritual war waged in our hearts, homes, and churches.

Put the X Back in Christmas dismantles outrage culture with humor and historical clarity, reminding listeners that “X” is not a removal of Christ but an ancient confession of Him.

Together, these five tracks operate as the mirror of the Law, revealing the spiritual condition beneath our cultural habits — our impatience, our ignorance, our pride, and our longing for a Christmas that affirms us instead of saving us.

Then, the tone shifts:

Joy Has Broken Through the Night begins the Gospel turn, echoing the prophets who sang of dawn while standing in darkness. Hope doesn’t erase sorrow; it breaks into it.

Behold, the Lamb Has Come completes the arc with a sweeping, hymn like proclamation of Christ’s coming — from Genesis’ promised Seed, to Isaiah’s Light, to Malachi’s rising Sun, to Revelation’s enthroned Lamb. It is the Gospel in full: the Christ who entered weakness, bore our griefs, conquered the enemy, and will be confessed as Lord by every knee and every tongue.

By structuring the album this way — Law leading to Gospel — the record becomes both a theological statement and an artistic one. It exposes us so that Christ may comfort us. It tears down our false visions of Christmas so that the true Christ may stand in their place.

A Treatise on Western Christmas in the 21st Century is not an attack on culture.
It is a call to remember that the manger leads to the cross, the cross to the empty tomb, and the empty tomb to the everlasting kingdom of the Lamb.

It is Christmas, re-centered.

So This Ain’t Christmas

Lyrics inspired by a segment of Mayakovski's work "A cloud in trousers".

[Verse 1]
Your thought —
Sodden, heavy, dragging through the brain,
A bloated lackey on a greasy couch.
With my heart in bloody tatters
I’ll mock it once again —
Ruthless, relentless,
Till contempt burns out.

[Chorus]
There is no soft old kindness in me,
No gray hairs in my soul.
I shake the world with my voice,
Laughing as I pass you by —
Sharp-eyed, defiant,
Twenty-two-years-old.

[Verse 2]
Gentle souls —
You play your love on violins.
The rough ones beat it out on drums.
But can you turn yourselves inside out like I can,
Become nothing but two trembling lips
Burning in the dark?

[Chorus]
There is no soft old kindness in me,
No gray hairs in my soul.
I shake the world with my voice,
Laughing as I pass you by —
Sharp-eyed, defiant,
Twenty-two-years-old.

[Bridge]
Come and learn —
You angelic bureaucrats,
Step out of your cambric rooms.
You who leaf your lips
Like cooks turning pages
In their recipe books.

[Verse 3]
If you wish —
I’ll rage on raw meat like a vandal,
Or shift into sunrise colors.
If you wish —
I’ll grow gentle, irreproachable,
Not a man —
But a cloud in trousers.

[Outro]
Between fury and tenderness
I rise, dissolve, return —
A storm fading into vapor,
A vow thinning into air,
Not a man,
But a cloud in trousers.

A cloud in trousers

International indie music project, based in the Netherlands and South-Korea. Debut Album 'IDEALISM' released August 2019! 
We share our music and music that we love on this channel (and on our spotify list). If you want to hear some great tunes we discovered here on soundcloud and elswhere! You can find our monthly updated list here: 

https://open.spotify.com/user/blue-return/playlist/6uvgGB98PksReLVOdjCFe9?si=jXRYcoYHRqO03P8bi6mnCw

If you are interested in collaborations just drop us a line!

Don't Wait For Me

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