Absolutely awesome song the lyrics hit me straight in the chest so wonderful

Right there with ya, brother!! Amazing work!! Hope she would be loving this! Yes! Great tribute!! Love it! Really great voice and singing, yeah!!! 🙌🙌🙌🙌🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼🏆🏆🏆🙏🙏🙏💯💯💯

you are captain hook yourself. got me singing along “faaaaade into yoooou” “me she never kneeew ooooooh” Love it.

The EASTWOOD (from the bandcamp half life series)

The Lovely Blue Waves

The Aries & The Leo (II)

Pixies (2025) Remastered

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

Lyrics:

A little bird told me you had left this town
And no one knew where you had gone
So many rumors everywhere
They all talked about you, when you weren't there

But little birds can sometimes be fake
You were there, hiding, had made some mistakes
You couldn't show yourself, had so much fear
The little birds made a rumor, that you had disappeared

Sharp tongues on the little birds
They spoke very loudly, made sure they were heard
"What have you done?"
"Why did you leave?"
While you were hiding, the little birds screamed

Little birds can sometimes be fake
You were there, hiding, had made some mistakes
You couldn't show yourself, had so much fear
The little birds made a rumor, that you had disappeared

Fake little birds.....

Fake little birds....

Fake Little Birds

A traveling snake oil salesman selling magical potions, philosophy, and maybe dream spell black magic.
Experimental Blues. For full effect play loud.
From the album: "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025)

Lyrics:
Chop up 
Snakeroot
And put it in trucker speed
Take 2 of these
To help you with the ladies
Whippets of Brylcreem
And kerosine

The Priestess Lourdes
She has what you need
Step right up! Step right up!
And vanquish your enemies
You can be the hero of your wife's
Nightly dreams

Step right up!
And see what you need
Doctor Shade's Traveling Medicine Show

Old Grandpa pissed his pants again
And now he's back on the hash
Out in the front yard
In a tight T-shirt
Yelling at imaginary white trash

Take some of these
It's a roundhouse kick 
To your sympathies
You'll climb to the top of the corporate ladder
Of mediocracy
Sit comfortably
In your La-Z-Boy
Receiving the key to the City

Step right up!
"No reason to push or shove, there's plenty for everyone,"
Doctor Shade's Traveling Medicine Show

The old time remedies!
Step right up!
I have the potions
And the notions
That let you  live inside the dream
Living in the dream...

Doctor Shade's Traveling Medicine Show

The Old Time Remedies

This is an uncut version for meditation purposes.  The universe demands Peace.

PEACE

another old recording that is  part cover part original
about my 90s fascination with Hope Sandoval and Mazzy Star...just sweet and simple music  beautifully performed in a soft understated fashion..Very soothing band to contrast with the grunge of the times that I also liked. Fade Into You although a big hit overshadowed the rest of their catalog.

For this tune, some of the words are lifted from Fade Into You.. but most are mine
I was never infatuated with her like the song suggests...I just liked the band and music ..Watching YouTube videos 30 years later I was struck by the comments of many  who were  captivated by her beauty and singing style..
So I added the fan craze element to the song, but it is more from  my observations of her persona on others, and it is not my personal experience 
Her reticent, diffident singing style apparently was  linked to her awkwardness with fame and the crowds and the cameras.....
I believe she found the attention and the stress of performing very difficult and this I totally relate to
..social anxiety can be a heavy weight to bear.....
This is what I am trying to write about if you read the lyrics carefully 
For me, the song is  really about one shy singer connecting with another. 
Hope was very brave to do what she did, feeling how she did. Much respect


When I was a boy I struggled with sin    
Faith, Hope and lust, where do I begin   
A monster awakened, electricity            
MTV Mazzy Star, my Mary Shelley 
         
Look at her singing, this angel, my crush  
Head tilting, eye shifting, my brain turns to mush 
Raven haired beauty, so soft, shy and stiff 
Haunting my head, sweet sound from her lips 
 
She sang Fade Into You          
Strange that you never knew   
Fade Into You                             
Me she never knew                   

When I was a boy I struggled to play 
To find the right words, thoughts got in the way 
I was building momentum, just biding my time 
Found hope and erupted, I'm sure it's a sign

Look at her dreaming, I can't see her hands
White dress and black boots, they don't understand 
That what she is holding, It's a message from me 
I've sent it to her, right through the TV

Fade Into You                             
Strange that you never knew  
Fade Into You                             
Me she never knew                  

Dr. Frankenstein I presume
 Sad creature from the Black Lagoon 
Like Lon Chaney howling at the moon
No one understands

Little waif  her mystery
Spins a spell to transform me
Kinda awkward no apologies
The stranger takes a stand

So write up that novel, Hold the Hand inside me
Creature, Creator, our narrative freed
This life lived in shadow, come apart and go black
Can you put it together? Why you singing like that?

Fade Into You                             
Strange that you never knew   
Fade Into You                             
Me You never knew                    
Yeah me she never knew 
Me she never knew

Lyrics HotR/Sandoval/Roback 
Music HotR



Fade Into You ...or...The Magical Tale of How Hope Sandoval Turned The Rock Into A Piece of Putty

Surfers like Us ….. composition, all guitar parts, arrangement and mix

Hi Everyone!
After the summer break, I invite you to listen to my brand new song!
I hope you enjoy the dreamy vibe of this track! 😎🎸

The cover photo was taken by my daughter Marta (Baltic Sea in Poland) 🔆

Thanks so much for listening and support.
Artur

Sea Breeze Dance

Moodiness

MAINE 2025 SATURDAY AFTERNOON ISLAND PARTY JAMS

This year on Saturday we started a jam early around the cold ash pit by the clubhouse. You can’t imagine the ear to ear smile on the face of this old sound man, hearing the music you’re about to hear, through my headphones, doing the thing I most love to do, surrounded by my dear friends of as much as 30 years, and their children and children’s children, singing and playing this extraordinary music. We’re doing this, not in a studio, but in the middle of a party, so  anything can happen, but, every once in a while, everything works out perfect.

This music was recorded in August 2025, on an island in the middle of a big lake in Northwest Maine, where we’ve been gathering, thanks to the Loons, for decades. Many of these friends, musicians, and singers from Maine and from all over the country and abroad, hadn’t seen each other, much less played with each other, for at least a year. It’s all improvisation, Jams, not Performances, with no prior Rehearsals or Song Lists, so this is as real as it gets.

This album is arranged in the actual order in which the music was played, minus the many out-takes, but, when it’s all done, it seems I couldn’t have thought of a better order. The music is all acoustic Americana, though it ranges all over the place, from Bluegrass to Jazz to Folk to Country to Rock to Reggae, (and this album also includes Musical Comedy) but it really works as an organic album, and that’s big for people like me, who still appreciate albums.

Sounds best, like you’re right on that island in Maine partying with us, when played on a good stereo with two separated speakers, left and right, or on a headset, or, one of my favorites, on a car stereo, so that this stereo recording will actually sound three-dimensional. You can hear the location of each instrument and singer. More than ever before, I was able to immerse myself (and my stereo pair of mics) into the belly of the music, literally surrounded by the musicians, the instruments, voices, and harmonies, so that, if you listen in true stereo, I can take you right in there with me.

On some songs, there’s a little too much chatter, but when you’re actually at a campfire, and people are talking, laughing, and partying, you filter that out, and the only thing you hear is the music. Crank it up, and let your imagination take you there, and enjoy. It’ll surprise you.

Recorded, edited, and mastered by
Mike Berliner, aka Mikethemikeman


13 Maybe This World Isn't Dying

There’s a treasure down deep in this garbage can
To find it, plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
Just remember that they never really understand 
Your personal Rosetta Stone



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