Hand on the rock and the best art show for stoners late night.   Bob has pulled me out of the clouds many of nights in the 90s great track sir it’s like a peaceful stream through a mountain of trees all happy feeling good

Well done.  “Crooked trees possibly stepped on by a bear “. Good memories

I love your words my mate always enjoy my listens

Little dab of betty white dance in a happy little sky 😜😉

Nice softness to this one man. Great track ✌🏾🎶

Really nice acoustic performance and cool lyrical homage to Bob.

Bob is certainly deserving of this tribute. Clear lyric and very apt choice of McLean tune. Super!

Beautiful. Brilliant lyrics, among your best. “Prussian blue,” indeed. Don McClean I hope would appreciate the partly comedic but mostly very sincere appreciation of Bob Ross, and I will now see him with wider and more appreciative eyes :)

My favourite club is definitely Foufoune Paradise on Dagon Street.

Lyrics :

Foufoune paradise on Dagon Street,
the neon hums your name in liquid gold,
a symphony of shadows and damp heat,
where the secrets of the night unfold.

I meet you there in the pulsing lights,
your laughter tangled in the bassline’s sway,
a scented silhouette against the velvet sky,
dripping honey, melting time away.

(Chorus)
Oh, let's get wild, set the demons free
In this electric moment, just you and me
In your slutty mini skirt, your moves entice
There’s no place like Foufoune paradise.

The air is thick with sweat and desire,
your fingers trace the rhythm on my spine,
a language spoken only in the scarlet fire
of glances lost in your glass of wine.

Dagon Street breathes in our tangled steps,
Your silky curves crave for my gentle touch,
Your marble lips taste of stolen breaths,
The world dissolves to just this much.

(Chorus)
Oh, let's get wild, set the demons free
In this electric moment, just you and me
In your slutty mini skirt, your moves entice
There’s no place like Foufoune paradise.

The city hums a lullaby of chrome,
but here, we are the only truth it knows,
a fleeting spark, a wild, wandering poem,
our bodies tangled in afterglow’s throes.

When dawn ejaculates its haze of gray,
we’ll fade like echoes in the alley’s sigh,
but Foufoune’s pulse will linger, soft and sly,
a ghost of us beneath the streetlight’s eye.

Foufoune Paradise

Jazz Club Night (2025)

I wrote this song right before my girlfriend moved to Greece to study abroad. It was a nice song to sing when I was missing her

A cool song about a girl I wanna marry

I wrote this one about a best friends struggling relationship,  He put up with a lot before he passed. 2025 October 
Features my Vox organ .
 I live in the " Real World  " lyrics by Glenny G
What's the matter with the car your driving it seems to be running fine 
"Fine Fine Fine Fine "
Why complain about the place your living it's just for doing time
" Time Time Time Time "
I can't worry about your mental state , I'm sick and tired of trying
" Bye Bye Bye Bye "
In just in case you can't relate ,  inside I feel like dying " I feel like crying "
But I'm working on me even though your walking out
I live in the real world not the one all filled with doubts 
So don't lay it on me girl cause I know what I need
 I live in the real not alone in fantasy
What's the matter with this watch I'm wearing it must be running slow
" Time time time time "
I thought I had so much more to do but I need some place to go
" Fun Fun Fun Fun "
Cruising down the lost highway it seemed to be where I'm bound
" Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce "
I'm satisfy me a real soul someone who wont let me down
 " Wont Let me down "
Cause I'm working on me even though I'm running free
I live in the real world not a lone in fantasy
So don't lay it on me girl cause I know what I need
I live in the real world not alone in fantasy
I'm gonna take a long vacation and write myself a  sad sad song
Shake loose all this aggravation , heal my heart up oh so strong
I live in the real world . I live in the real world , I live in the real world
I LIVE IN THE REAL WORLD >>>>>>>>>>>>>

I live in the " Real World " !

$tuck in the Middle with you

50 Cent & Olivia VS MØ (Dramantic Remix)

Video; www.youtube.com/watch?v=HKwkMvCMepI
In this track and video I was inspired by dreams, mysteries etc.
Made in 2023.

The Way Of Dreams

Loves a battle, but loves a bond 


Ashes whisper secrets to the ground 
We’re born in flames where souls are found 
Smoke curls up like a serpent’s tongue 
The night is fierce The war’s begun 

Bonded by fire We’re burned and alive 
Heat in our veins We fight to survive 
Bonded by fire The scars we ignite 
Fuel for the storm We’re chasing the night 

Molten rivers carve our fate in stone 
A world of embers We call it home 
Fingers blister Gripping hope too tight 
But in this blaze We own the light 


It burns It breaks It builds us high 
We rise like phoenixes Touch the sky 

Bonded by fire We’re burned and alive 
Heat in our veins We fight to survive 
Bonded by fire The scars we ignite 
Fuel for the storm We’re chasing the night 

Flames don’t destroy They redefine 
Every crack a story Every wound divine 
We’re not broken We’re redesigned 
Born from chaos Forged in time

Hearts and nails .mp3

Original composition by Neno J.
Electric guitar Gibson Les Paul Studio, electro-acoustic guitar Landola, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100, Guitar Rig 5, November 2025.

Free as a bird

Talking ‘bout it today 
What I’m doing
In the whole scheme of things
Will it stand out?

Ask me if I come to bring peace
Ask me if we’ll ever be together 

Come to set the earth on fire
Wish it were already ablaze
Only here to cause division 

Puzzled look on your face
What I’m saying
House of five un-unified
Some will turn away

Task I’ve come to accomplish 
Cause of my anguish 
Til I see it done

Search in vain for easy way
how convenient 
Two one way, three another
Never together

(lyrics inspired by:
Luke 12:49-53)

Already Ablaze

an homage to American TV painting personality Bob Ross, who I watched regularly back in the 80s before his posthumous internet fame
I'm sorry to have butchered Don McLean's beautiful song Vincent by changing the words and using his melody and my croaky voice...folksinger, I am not... oh well it was  a good lyric writing exercise at least


Bobby Bobby Ross
Painting with his secret sauce
Liquid White on canvas tossed
I watched him late at night on my TV

Cadmium Yellow daffodils 
A mix of Midnight Black to make his hills
His velvet voice and landscape plan so chill
Nature seemed to bow at his command

Now I understand
All those forest, ocean, winter scenes
400 episodes with Phthalo Green
On PBS commercial-free
His rush with brush and speedy painting bliss
And now he's called an ASMRist

Bobby Bobby Ross
His clouds they look like candy floss
Reds and yellows, greens in semi-gloss
Creeks that sing and swim in Prussian Blue

Those mountains built on cue
With his pallet knife, he lays them down 
Their peaks and valleys glow like starry crowns
Bold colors he will wear and share with you

Now I'm speaking true
Of his wise words that he wished for me
Happy accidents are meant to be
They have come to set you free
Just like life sometimes, some spots get messed
Here comes your big tree bravery test

I know the art snobs did not like him
Nor did that Alexander dude
But still, he spoke to me
Big hair, big heart, big B
His reruns run most every afternoon 
Here's to the boss our Mr. Ross
There'll never be another one as sweet or super cool

Bobby Bobby Ross
Creating all those Happy Trees
A song to sing in playful key
It's sometimes hard to stay between the lines
I've been painting crooked pines
Production mix all Vandyke Brown
Withered words that reek of pun and clown
Lie slushed and swollen on the Soundcloud snow

Now I think I know
What he tried to say to me
Art is love, it's life, it's tragedy
Inside of all of us you see
So find your passion, get that fire lit
And with a 2 inch brush
Beat the devil out of it


Music Don McLean 1971
Lyrics HotR 2025

Bob ( my apologies to Don McLean)

There’s a treasure down deep in this wonderland
To find it, plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
The word and rhyme, a message, in a song it stands
my rock n roll Rosetta Stone 



Bob ( my apologies to Don McLean)

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