BROKE MY HEART FT (SWODY)

Doesn’t matter what you feel
Cause none of this is real
Doesn’t matter what you say
Because This all will go away

When the season is new
We change everything we do
When the season is new
It’s a different me and you

It Doesn’t matter what you believe
Because All of this will leave
And it Doesn’t matter where you are
We all see the same stars 

When the season is new
We change everything we do
When the season is new
It’s a different me and you

Time heals all wounds 

So your current state is this
And soon it will be that
Enjoy it while it’s here
And this is where you’re at

When the season is new
We change everything we do
When the season is new
It’s a different me and you

Time heals all wounds

New Seasons

Double Dome - Combstead & Robert Grigg

This is an old Fuzzy Grubb tune, written in collaboration with Sam Fiorenza, James Seguin, and Dave Homuth.  Not yet completed, we will be adding a proper guitar solo soon.

I met a girl on a Tuesday night
She turned out to be Gemini
Red hair and grey green eyes that could light up a room like a firefly
She turned me on with her devilish smile
Said she might keep me around for a while
Wednesday came and I was half in lust, I didn't even know that I could fall in love
Thursday morning and I hadn't slept, she kissed me once and the other half went
In Friday never looking back, my heart still pounding as the love flows in
Saturday and she said goodbye, no explanation as she walked away

She could have been my Sunday, ended up my Monday

Tuesday morning and I want to die
No womans ever made my cry
I'm burned out like a suicide and all that I can see is that devil's smile
Wednesday morning and I pick up my head but the pains so strong that I lose it again.
Feels like forever with each breathe that I take and in the morning I wake and I feel only pain
Thursday comes and I'm almost alright
Looking forward to this Friday night
A Newcastle sets my mind at ease, Saturday I wake up and my mind is free

She could have been my Sunday, ended up my Monday

She said to me, how's it gonna be
When the time gets here, where you gonna go
When the time comes, are you gonna explode
Are you gonna know when you've got to break it down
You've got to sing the song
and then you break it down
and then she broke me down
and when she broke me down
she really brought me down

Sunday (Fuzzy Grubb - 2003)

Song composed & created by The Boilerman
Eric created & plays: all distorted lead & rhythm guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drum, bass, ambient, atmo
Shamoozey created & sings: first vocals
2Nick8 created & sings: second vocals
Production by E.H.T Studios
Thank you for listening!

Once In A Lifetime

Once In A Lifetime - ft.  Shamoozey & 2Nick8

Pass along (demo)

Into The Mirror

rest for 🐰

This song contains references to titles that hold special meaning in my life. These include "Last Night on Earth" by Green Day, "Everything" by Michael Bublé, "Say You Won’t Let Go" by James Arthur, "Closer" by The Chainsmokers, "With Me" by Sum 41, and "Jamie All Over" by Mayday Parade.

Verse 1:
Could you whisper to me
Just how far you’d go
If it’s the Last Night on Earth
We can turn every stone as we go

You are Everything to me
Like the rising sun
It brings things to life, still important when it hides
Just Say You Won’t Let go

Chorus:
You’re the place I know
Like songs on the radio
It’s something to see
Such a part of me
It’s you in my heart
It’s been from the start

Verse 2:
I’m right where I belong
Like every word in this song
The Closer you see, you’re right there With Me
You mean Everything

Would you sing it to me
Every verse that you know
Till death do us part, I’ll Cross My Heart
Finding Jamie All Over the world

Bridge:
Cause you were the light in my darkness
You make me feel ok
When the lights are so bright, I’ll have you by my side
I'll feel so brave

From The Start

The day opens like a checkpoint: a gate that counts, not forbids.
We fumble our courage, hear it tick across the floor, and call that clatter progress.
Mistakes flicker—little glitches—but they illuminate the path more honestly than triumph.

A voice inside writes to us in the margin: try again.
Not a command—an invitation.
We learn the craft of continuing: farming quiet hope, carrying calm like a lantern.
To be “low HP” is only to feel the heart nearer; to be mapless is only to trust the breath.

And when the frame goes grey, we are not erased.
We return—smaller, truer—respawned at the edge of ourselves.
What owns us is what we refuse to name defeat.
Another coin. Another scene.
We stand, almost laughing, and press start again.

Checkpoint Blues

Just another one using Metropolis Ark 1 (Orchestra Tools). It just being fun exploring these soundlibraries. Enjoy.....

Open The Ark

Guitar player.


Guitars > Washburn acoustic, Schecter & Ibanez
Amps > Line6 Helix Rack mount, Line 6 Pro X POD HD, Marshall Code
Sound Engineering> EHT Studios

Thank you for listening!
Best Regards,
The Boilerman