"Blues in my Bottle" is a slow-burning blues tale of heartbreak, memory, and late-night solitude. After love walks out the door, all that’s left is an empty bed, a dusty record, and a glass of something strong. With raw emotion and vivid imagery, this track pours sorrow into every line — a toast to the ones who left, and the silence they leave behind.

For lonely rooms, low lights, and lovers gone too long.
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Blues in my Bottle

A gritty funky blues track. About looking at one's own life from the point of view of 'what I am doing with the time I have?' This is how it goes:

What am I to do with the death bed blues?
You don’t want to be in my shoes
But you don’t get to choose
Win or lose…It’s going to happen to you….
That’s why we get those,
yes we all get those death bed, dead time blues

So what ya going to do, With the life you live
Have you got something for him, 
something to give,  
Anything to live for, something to be forgiven for
I’ll open the door, just for you, 
when you get the death bed blues

When the time comes don’t run, 
there’s nowhere to run, 
You can’t run out on a deal that’s been done
You start breathing heavy 
when the process has begun,
laugh till you pass…..I'll be there with you, 
when you get those death bed..
dead time blues

When I get them too, 
I buy something new….
Avoid the fact, that it will be back
If it’s me next, I slip away on a pretext,
but oh no, when you’re due,
no hiding from the death bed
Dead time blues

I got the Death bed blues, yes I do
I'm slimming to be beautiful just for you
Maybe you will pass me by, tell me some lies
So I can avoid that end time bad news
It’s going to happen to me too…
I get the Death bed
Death bed dead time blues

Oh keep me out of that depressing room, that undressing room, where you loom
Where you lose your bloom, 
and just whose tune you was singing to, 
and who pointed to the moon, 
said you might not be breathing soon
That’s why we get those death bed, dead time blues

But I suspect, even though I'm wrecked
that I should have checked in before I check out,
grab my drink before I'm chucked out, 
but I messed about, just to get paid, laid, 
then I was splayed, I'm on the floor,
I am no more, it’s nothing new,
I have the Death bed, dead time blues

no one wants to be kept in check, or henpecked,
find away without fear,
have some respect,
who knows what’s correct in this crazy world that’s a cult or sect,
that no one suspects they’re caught in it too…
no wonder we all get those death bed, dead time blues

it’s the end of time, it’s the end of the line
the end of me and the end of mine
it’s your last chance to shine,
the way we live is a crime,
if you don’t do what you’re here to do
I can assure you, 
You’ll get the death bed, dead time blues

I got the Death bed blues, yes I do
I'm slimming to be beautiful just for you
Maybe you will pass me by, tell me some lies
So I can avoid that end time bad news
It’s going to happen to me too…
I get the Death bed
Death bed dead time blues

Death Bed, Dead Time Blues

Flesh & Bones

Love tastes like danger. “Sweet Addiction” blends retro soul with Deep House, Indie Dance, and Mississippi Blues.

Sweet Addiction

Acoustic guitar, blues voice and life character

Bigger Than You Realise

LTrain keeps rolling at the Arena

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The joy of my awareness 
Is the expansion  
of my soul 
as my Crimson is 
being shown. 
The world is seen 
Through what I know. 
The question is, 
“Do I have the acceptance 
To see this humility?” 
To listen and understand 
My true calamity. 
To nurture and heal 
my sub personalities. 
Developed through 
my traumatic reality. 
I pray for the grace 
in me.  
The knowledge to see. 
The safety from wisdom. 
To touch the soul 
in me. 
The intrinsic leaping 
of a continuous spirit 
through eternity. 
Not tied to the past 
as I am allowed  
to stare 
at other’s happy atmosphere. 
While I continue  
to make myself plead 
this ephemeral sorrow 
that is strangling me. 
Why don’t I understand 
That this psycho-drama 
can be 
my Brahma. 
No more self-casted upon 
or blame mama. 
I am surrounded by 
the love of God. 
This glimpse of salvation 
Leads me away 
from my own destructive 
reservations. 
I am not the saboteur  
of my own life today. 
The resounding love 
surrounds me 
as I sit 
and meditate 
and pray. 
The ecumenical  
Joy of awareness. 
Just for today. 
Grant me the willingness, 
for my spirit to stay. 
The depth of my perception 
needs to become 
greater than  
any subjugation. 
For my spirit to become free 
in the complications 
of the world I see. 
I will not cut 
And watch myself bleed. 
I know that love 
Is my path 
To be freed.

The Expansion of My Soul

Track 1: CHAOS - The Death of Empathy

This track is the fall, the moment humanity forgets its heart.
It tells the story of a world devoured by war where empathy has vanished, and survival has replaced compassion. Through the eyes of children, soldiers, and mothers, we see innocence turned into ashes. Bombs fall on schools, new born cry in empty hospitals, and cities lose their soul. It’s not just physical war, it’s spiritual decay. The world has gone numb; killing feels mechanical. “CHAOS” isn’t just noise, it’s order without conscience, love replaced by fear, and the devil conducting the drums of war. Beneath it all, a pulse of defiance beats, a whisper that even in ruin, the human spirit refuses to die.

Chaos - The Death of Empathy

hybrid style hip hop soul dub and jamaica

Higher Ground Within "ELEVATION"

Sweet Surrender, Midnight Girl

Broken glass  (Verre brisé)

This loop inside never ends!

I have to wait until I'm almost 60 years old to finally make these deep house tracks with my own lyrics. House music has been with me since the 80s, for more than 40 years now. And it will probably never stop: “the loop inside never ends!”

When I told my friend and business partner Dennis about this in a melancholic moment, he immediately said: “Damn it, what are you waiting for? You've built a house, planted a few trees, fathered a son, driven a few eight-cylinder cars, published books, and worked on projects around the world... now just do it.”

No sooner said than done... I knocked out three or four tracks. And then it just kept going. It was going so well.

“Tell me, Bruno, aren't you getting too old for this shit?” Maybe. Maybe not. My good old friend, the German DJ legend DJ Hildegard, has already jumped on board. More specifically, my track “History of House.” She says, “You're never too old for good music.” I think she's right. In any case, I can say with deep conviction and some experience that staid conventions have never gotten me anywhere.

And now? It flows:

“The House in me”

[Chorus]
Beat is truth.
Groove is love.
You better move.
Feelings in flow.

(from my track: "The HOUSE in me FILE.001)

This loop inside never ends!

LTrain keeps rolling at the Arena

BRUNOTONES