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Music: Prahma; Vocals: She´s excited!
https://soundcloud.com/prahma

She´s excited! & Prahma - Freeway

My second track with lyrics. I hope you like it!

Fossils in the Making - Lyrics

Some billion years ago
a curious random flow
of molecules ignited what we now know as life

life went on to disperse
grew violently diverse
and crept and swam and blossomed into each niche of earth

a myriad creatures grew
and each one looked out to
eternal thriving for their species 
little they knew

that all comes to an end
when time was ripe, they went
into oblivion - just the fossils 
hold the memory of them
And suddenly some strange new creature 
starts to enter the scene 
the age of humans begun
They seem to have developed 
some remarkable features 
their intellect matched by none

With their collective mind
They could find the spell to bind 
The curse of certain extinction
for their kin and their kind 

With their joint intellect 
With humble due respect
They might protect themselves from vanishing
But they don’t seem to mind



We spy into the cosmos with our Hubbles and Webbs
but all we manage to hear ...
... is nothing .... but the menacing sound of pure silence 

out there are a zillion worlds 
older by eons than ours 
that should host 
a wealth of civilizations 
… Where are you?
…. Where have you gone?

The web of life emerges, 
occasionally it purges
And rips out nearly all the pages from its thick book
Life fades at rapid rate.  
Are we next on the slate?
Is perish our fate?  
Our odds don’t look good

Mother nature is not kind 
She does not really mind
Whether the human race will live tomorrow
No time to borrow

We’re fossils in the making
Gaia’s taking her toll 
We could have had it all
… we might have had in it in our hands
... I guess, we barely stood a chance

Fossils in the Making (Piano Poetry)

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Greetings friends,

Sashay into Spring with a Smile in yer Heart whilst enJOYing this lively n Jazzy Piano Improv.  :-D

And as it's so short and sweet, I recommend you put it on Repeat and listen at least thrice ! 

Best Wishes always!

A Smooth n Jazzy Spring *

'oracles'
Ultrasonic Pest Repellent: drums, bass, guitar
Scotty: lyrics, vocals
Gems: backing vocals

Well, the wind is pickin' up,
and the sea is gettin' rough.
Midday has turned to dusk,
and we're feelin' Iike we're fucked.
Yet, still, we can't get enough
'cause somehow we get some love
for spillin' out our guts
about each time we've been fucked,
and each time that we have fucked,
and each time we've lost our trust,
and each time we've showed disgust
each time we treat time with fuss.
Each time, every time, we must
treat each time like we're in lust.
Otherwise, each time will pass and we'll 
have lost each time. For what? 

Absolutely nothing, baby.
Do you trust me? Yes or maybe?
Don't be shy, babe, come persuade me.
Spill it out, now, don't be angry.
I just want you. You're my baby.
Learned to trust you. You've regained me.
Fear to love you. Yes, it pains me.
Still, I'll fuck you. You'll repay me. 

Somehow I still feel this is right.
And I can't put up no more fight.
If this consumes me, then so be it.
We'll be in movies, or some 'd' skit. 

I'm just kiddin'.
I'm just joshin'.
Why fuss hauntin'
all my dreams when
you're just kiddin',
and just joshin'.
You're just hauntin'
my dreams because you can. 

Why you gotta fuck with me? 

I'm gonna take hold of you.
Throttle your neck until you're blue.
Don't think once that this dude
won't make you swallow what you've chewed.

oracles (with Ultrasonic Pest Repellent)

Reminiscence – The Gentle Return
Sometimes the heaviest moments are the quiet ones.
When a single piano speaks louder than any voice,
not with words, but with the aching stillness left behind.

Reminiscence is the sound of looking back,
of revisiting the empty chair, the quiet room,
the laughter that once filled it – now just an echo.
It’s not a cry for comfort, but a slow exhale of memory.

This piece doesn’t try to escape the sorrow.
It walks beside it – unafraid, tender, honest.
Because some things cannot be forgotten.
They live on in sound, in silence, in the spaces between the notes.

Performed entirely on the Bechstein  –
a grand piano from EastWest, known for its haunting intimacy.
Its velvety resonance and delicate detail bring life to the sadness,
like a whispered goodbye that lingers in the air.
Every nuance was shaped by human hands – with reverence, with grief.

Part of the album Tides of Melancholy.
No AI. No shortcuts. Just soul, sorrow, and sincerity.

Composed, played, and felt by myself –
for all those who carry someone in their heart but can no longer hold them.
Thank you for listening – and for making space for this gentle return.


Reminiscence – Die leise Rückkehr
Manchmal sind es die stillsten Augenblicke, die am schwersten wiegen.
Wenn ein einziges Piano lauter spricht als jede Stimme –
nicht mit Worten, sondern mit dem Schmerz,
den nur die Abwesenheit kennt.

Reminiscence ist ein Blick zurück.
Zu dem leeren Stuhl. Dem stillen Raum.
Dem Lachen, das einmal darin lebte –
nun nur noch Erinnerung, verhallt im Nichts.
Dieses Stück sucht keinen Trost.
Es atmet die Trauer – langsam, behutsam, aufrichtig.

Denn manche Verluste verblassen nicht.
Sie bleiben – in einem Klang, in der Stille,
in dem, was zwischen den Tönen unausgesprochen bleibt.

Eingespielt auf dem Bechstein Sus Rep Lite DYN –
ein Konzertflügel aus der EastWest-Piano-Serie,
geschätzt für seine emotionale Tiefe und intime Klangcharakteristik.
Sein samtiger Ton und seine fragile Präsenz
verleihen dem Schmerz eine Stimme,
wie ein leiser Abschied, der in der Luft stehen bleibt.
Jede Note wurde mit Sorgfalt und Gefühl geformt – von echten Händen.

Teil des Albums Tides of Melancholy.
Keine KI. Kein Trick. Nur Seele. Nur Trauer. Nur Wahrheit.

Komponiert, gespielt und empfunden von mir –
für all jene, die jemanden im Herzen tragen, den sie nicht mehr in den Armen halten können.
Danke fürs Zuhören – und dafür, dieser leisen Rückkehr einen Platz zu geben.

℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized use, reproduction, modification or distribution of this track is strictly prohibited and will be prosecuted under applicable law.
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Artist & Publisher: Matthias K. / DestKorn
SenneRecord – established 2012

Reminiscence

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Forbidden Solace

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

I hear your laughter, I see your smile
Even though it's been a while
since you waved goodbye to Mother Earth
I can feel your presence, strong and clear

Chorus:
All the good memories of you
Will always be a big part of me
You have a special place in my heart
Makes it beat strong, wherever i go

You are my smiling memory...

You said so many kind words, you were never rude
Even when you had a reason to be
Took care of those who needed a hand
It didn't matter to you, woman or man

Chorus:
All the good memories of you
Will always be a big part of me
You have a special place in my heart
Makes it beat strong, wherever I go

You are my smiling memory..

I look at the sky, and I see you
A dancing light, waving at me
You still bring a smile to my face
And I can feel your presence, strong and clear

Chorus:
All the good memories of you
Will always be a big part of me
You have a special place in my heart
Makes it beat strong, wherever I go

You are my smiling memory...

My Smiling Memory

Written by James Geer

How did you go from 33 to 14?
Did you know there were people besides you?

All I ever asked of you were smoke rings
All you ever gave to me were smoke rings

The only time you were drunk you used the cat box
Guess you always had kitties on the brain

It was like you arrived on earth last Wednesday 
Four long years was all that I could take

Smoke rings

Music: Litttle Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix; Little Man

Listen to Little Man: @user-474544459

Lyrics:

1:
I'm a little woman in little town
I'm mostly happy, and a little down
But I'm ain't too small for myself

Chorus:
I´m a little blue, I'm a little white
I make the little big, with a little fight
A little in my heart
A little in my head
Small is big instead

2:
Sometimes i feel a little out of place
A little restless, with a little need for space
But I don't need space from myself

Chorus....

3:
I´m a little wild, I'm a little calm
A little stubborn, does a lot on my own
But I'm  aint too Wild for myself

Chorus.....

4
I´m a little crazy, I'm a little wise
Tend to dream a little, and fantasize..
But I'm aint too crazy for myself...

Chorus

Chorus.....  :)

Small Is Big

Wrote this while on holiday in Slovenia last summer - and took the photo very near where we were staying. Slovenia is stunningly beautiful and everybody was incredibly lovely!

I popped round to Charlie's place after work last week and strummed it through while he accompanied me with his lovely spontaneous electric guitar playing… and then, as luck would have it, I bumped into Jennie Howell in town on my way home from Charlie’s and she asked if I had anything she could sing on, so she came over and added some wonderful backing to the final verse!
 I added just a little bit of clarinet and strings.. (on the GarageBand keyboard).

~
Lyrics;

The door said step outside the whole world is here for you
and the steps said come on feet, you can step on me
and the garden gnome, smiling, said have a great day
have yourself an apple, said the apple tree

The road said I’m just wide enough if you stay over to the side
and the hill said you can make it if you try
and the lazy dog cooling off said lie in the shade
rest if you’re flagging, said the dragonfly

My backpack said don’t worry Jack, I’ve got your back
and my sunglasses said you know you need me now
and the sun said rejoice my friend cos this is our time
and the wind said I will cool you down

The stream said you should see me in full flow after the rain
and the path said keep on, you’re almost there
and the roundabout said where you going and where have you been
and the cars said we don’t really care

The lake said there’s no hurry you can stay here for a while
and the water said jump in if you want
and the children said remember when, and the boats said until then
and the ducks said this is where we belong

All the while up above
where only legends dare to climb
the mountain said 
with his head in the clouds
all in good time

all in good time.

~

All In Good Time

Timid (The Crow)

Music, Guitars (Crap Acoustic, Tele), Bass, Drums (AD2), Mix & Mastering (DAW): @bonetender
Lyrics & Vocals: @alicemaymusic

Alice on fire! Thank you wonderful @alicemaymusic for making my piece of music a song, with your incredible voice! My first collab ever, thus a very special piece to me.

Thats what it was before: https://soundcloud.com/bonetender/jay-on-fire

You might want to "like" or comment Alice posting of this song as well!

https://soundcloud.com/alicemaymusic/breathe-me-in

©Bonetender & Alice May 2016 All Rights Reserved

Breathe Me In

Breathe Me In (ft. Alice May)

never give up

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