Swifts On My Street

I have been hearing so much AI music lately on SoundCloud and these  thoughts have been percolating with me for a while and finally they coalesced into a song. (created without the use of AI).
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Vocals & Back Up Vocals: Joe Stroffolino
Guitar Strumming Track:  Joe Stroffolino Taylor 114CE
Drums: EZ Drummer 3
Bass: PG Music Real track
Piano:  EZ Keys2 
Synth Bass: Logic Pro 
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You got tired of struggling so hard to write a great original song
And then this amazing newfangled technology came along
Now you’re using AI to create music, and it’s a much easier process
And you’re convinced you found the ticket to achieving great success.
You tell yourself you’re a great artist because prompting takes a lot of skill
But deep down you know the AI did most of the work and you swallow the bitter pill
People complement you on your guitar playing and they tell you your voice sounds great
It makes you feel so good but you don’t ever set them straight
Those classic rockers used to write 10 or 12 good songs every couple of years
Now you’re posting two or three songs a day and hoping for a bunch of cheers
You’re rolling the musical dice, hoping you’ll come up with a catchy viral hit 
But there’s so much music flooding the internet that no one gives a shit
You tell yourself you’re a great artist because prompting takes a lot of skill
But deep down you know the AI did most of the work and you swallow the bitter pill
People complement you on your guitar playing and they tell you your voice sounds great, it makes you feel so good but you don’t ever set them straight
Some people believe we’re living in simulation and none of this is real
We’re just digital creations in a computer with the ability to feel
But even if that’s not the case, we’re quickly, heading to a place where no one’s going to be able to tell the difference.
You used strum your guitar, trying to capture lightning in a bottle and the songs that emerged came from you.
And now the songs you write with AI, what they’re saying, you don’t have a clue.
Music used to feel therapeutic, it was a window on your soul that you could share.
But now something feels missing because your songs no longer lay your heart bare.

Prompting Takes A Lot Of Skill

Author : Eleanor Farjeon \ Composer : Rick Wakeman \ Cat Stevens
ISWC : T-902.185.334-9
Released : December 1971
Publisher : Cat Music Ltd \ Universal Music Publishing

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This song is a famous Christian hymn written by Eleanor Farjeon in 1931

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It had been over 35 years since I last played the guitar...

I started again at the end of July 2025.

On August 10, 2025, I recorded this cover with my cell phone,
WITHOUT EFFECTS, raw sound, with vocals and guitar.

When converting the file to Wav format, I simply heightened the volume.
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First of all, I would like to thank two followers:

- Four months ago, the first one really encouraged me 
to pick up the guitar again.

- The second is someone I hold in high esteem, 
who gave me confidence and, above all,
strongly advised me to post this track as it is,
despite its imperfections (the chords weren't quite right,
the singing wasn't great...)

A big thank you!
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Vocal : Anh
Semi-acoustic Guitar : Anh
Recorded : August 10, 2025
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Morning Has Broken - Cover (Cat Stevens)

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Loud and Clear

A 2004 emotional moment through piano I share here as I feel close to you in this platform. Not capturing time but musically expressed.
Hope you enjoy,
love
Rina

Live Reflexion#036

Electro Nu Jazz at a Chill 85 bpm

The last of three songs, including Equinox and yet to release, Harvest Moon, written in past few weeks.

Ripples was inspired by gratitude — never underestimate the short- and long-term impact of kindness. Sometimes we never see the impact, the why something mattered and to whom. I still remember past kindnesses from people that to this day motivate or comfort me. They couldn’t have had the slightest idea — unless they had a crystal ball — to foresee how important their acts of kindness would matter to me later in life. So 🙏

Lyrically, a question is not asked, but is implied in the song:

Who dat knockin’ at my door?
Do you bring a blessin’ or a chore?

(Hat tip to New Orleans and survivors of Hurricane Katrina, August 29, 2005)

Composed digitally MIDI to DAW via VST instruments, all original, no AI, made by a human

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85 bpm

Variations of Bb minor & F

DAW: Apple Logic Pro X
MIDI: Akai Professional Keyboard 

VST E-INSTRUMENTS
Concert Grand 
Ambient Lead
Clarinet Solo 
Synth Upright Bass 
Deep Round Bass 
Dynamic String Ensemble 
E-PERCUSSION 
2-Step Remix Kit 
Latin Kit 

VOCAL audio recorded live microphone to computer on September 14, 2025. Water droplets recorded live using an iPhone on September 17, 2025.

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COVER ART is original CGI by SUNNYBECK using composites derived from AI-generated images rendered as original CGI, then retouched and designed in Photoshop.

Released on SoundCloud 
Friday, September 19, 2025, 3:33 AM ET
2025 All rights reserved

Ripples

With Feline, Tree, Bird and Human Power. Let's get that Peace for the planet. Please and Thanks 🔆 Oh and a Spider Mite showed up on the page at one point. Mite power too ❤️‍🔥


Instrumentation
-Live Run of Acoustic and Vocal
-Additonal Acoustic run
-Piano played on keys
-Additonal Vocals

Make Peace with Love

Good memories heal
All memories teach
Food for our souls
Greater good we can reach
Measured discern
Spread butter for spirit
Make peace with love
Listen
You'll hear it

'Aint no point in crying over spilled milk
Save your worries and woes
For survivalist silk
Concern is control flying with wings of dove
Our chance is to change
And make peace with love

Make peace with love

Just call on your soul
Talk to your spirit
Human quality control
Listen
You'll hear it
Clean up together
Spread the load
Make peace with love
Historic future is told

Make peace with love

The gauge is your family
Great spirits at rest
Potential in code
DNA left of best
Biological verve
Inside fits like a glove
All known moral ground
Make peace with love

Make peace with love

Listen to caring
Listen to honest
Hear those who qualify
Good truths upon us
Hone wonderful answers
And feed that new known
Make peace with love
Light of Lennon is known

Make peace with love
Make peace we own
Light of Lennon is known
Make peace with love
Peace we own

All life is precious
Systematic and synced
Let's protect it and grow
Good future of think
Locked to our moment
No below
No above
No pedastal proud
Make peace with love

Make peace with love
Make peace with love
Make peace we know
Light of Lennon we own
Peace we own
Make peace with love
Inside fits like a glove
Make peace your own
Make peace we own
Make peace we own
Peace we own
Make peace with love



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