Really digging this... reminds me of The Wall by Pink Floyd ... I'm not sure why 🤍

You are a nostalgia machine. Excellent job.  Made me go back and listen to some kinison one of his Houston alums.   Anyway perfect 🤩

Love your style 👏 Excellent composition!!!

Really nicely crafted song & great performance

What a pleasant song, a tribute to the comedian - I didn't  know him

Bill's Dream = Real >>> This World = Fake!  However Only LOVE = Real !

The Corking Crack Band

You will find the clip on my YouTube channel.

QUANTUM CANTICLE

Au café      (Translated after the French text )

Vidéo :   https://youtu.be/w2khMpQoAHc


Texte     :  Yves Marilier
Chant     :  Muette
Musique :  Alain Illos

Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où nous étions chez nous.
Un café comme on l'aime.
C'est jour anniversaire
de la première fois,
mais tu es à la guerre
et tu ne viendras pas.

J'ai commandé un verre
comm' si tu étais là ;
peut être, je l'espère,
le vin te remplacera.
Tu veux m’écrire une lettre,
je suis venue pour ça,
s'il l’vin tourne la tête,
je crois qu'il m'aidera.

Pour essuyer le fard
qui coule de mes yeux,
je me sers du buvard,
mais je n'y vois pas mieux.
Tu n’as pas écrit une
seule ligne, tu vois,
vu que le porte-plume
se refuse à mes doigts.

J'ai bien peur que la page
ne reste toute blanche
autant que ton visage
qui pleure sur tes manches.
Mais il faut qu'elle s'en aille
te dire tout là-bas
que j'ai le cœur en bataille,
prêt à mourir pour toi. 

Ici, dans notre café
où j'ai vidé mon verre,

l'alcool fait son effet,
elle est finie la guerre
et ma lettre s'envole
pleine de mots d'amour
te dire ma joie folle.
Je rêve à ton retour.
 
Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où je suis un peu soûle ;
Dépêche-toi, je t'aime !
Et fais-moi oublier
mes frissons et ma peine,
car je n'ai pas pensé
à mettre une petite laine.
Il faut que tu reviennes.

At Café 

Our appointment was
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where we felt right at home.
A café just the way we like it.
It's the anniversary
of the first time,
but you're at war
and won't be coming.

I've ordered a glass
as if you were here;
maybe, I hope,
the wine will replace you.
You want to write me a letter,
that's why I came,
if l'vin turns his head,
I think he'll help me.

To wipe the blush
from my eyes,
I use the blotting paper,
but I can't see any better.
You haven't written a single
line, you see,
since the
penholder refuses to accept my fingers.

I'm afraid the page
will remain as blank
as your face
weeping on your sleeves.
But it's got to go
tell you all the way over there
that my heart's in knots,
ready to die for you.

Here, in our café
where I've emptied my glass,

the alcohol takes its toll,
the war's over
and my letter flies off
full of words of love
telling you of my mad joy.
I dream of your return.
 
We had an appointment
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where I'm a little drunk;
Hurry up, I love you!
And make me forget
my shivers and my pain,
because I didn't think
of putting on a little wool.
You've got to come back.

Au café avec Muette

lyrics

On some summer day
You'll be mine to stay
On some summer day

Then on winter nights
I will hold you tight
Mine, Mine

When the seasons matter no more
Matter no more
Matter no more
When the seasons matter no more
Matter no more
Matter no more

On some summer day
You'll be mine to stay
Some summer day
Then on winter nights
I'll hold you tight
Mine, Oh Mine

When the seasons matter no more
Matter no more
Matter no more

no more

when the seasons matter no more

Demo-Track🎶🎧
Bittersweet tune...forget your worries and live today...joyful singalong song..sit back and relax..
enjoy!
All instruments, Programming, Vocals: Hubert Stytz
Lyrics :  Brian G. Graf
Add. Lyrics: Pee Gee

Lyrics

Don´t take yourself too serious
Don´t matter anyhow
Can´t keep on cryin`
About things you´ve done before
Just close your eyes and drift away
And say hello..to another day

Today is a day...and tomorrow is another (day)................

Although it doesn´t seem real fair
I happens anyway
You lose a friend
Dont´t know 
To just forget or really care

Today is a day...and tomorrow is another..........................

Do something wrong 
Go the bad way
Or take a break, relax, sit back
And watch the sun go down

Today is a day....and tomorrow is another...........................

Just close your eyes and drift away
And say hello...to another day

Today is a day...and tomorrow is another.............................

Today New Session Mix  ,  Hubert Stytz, Brian  G. Graf

Another trip to therapy, another extortionate bill, all for the sake of a cup of coffee ☕😅 The appliances are cheekier, the breakdowns are messier, and the spoon still holds a grudge. I just wanted a brew, instead, I got a full blown kitchen intervention 🥄🧂💨
If you haven’t already heard the first session, start here: https://soundcloud.com/krazy-krissie/therapy-with-krissie
It sets the tone for what’s brewing 😵☕

****Lyrics***

So Krissie, you said things escalated again this morning?

Yes, Doctor. It started like a normal day. But then, they turned on me.

I tiptoed in with a hopeful sigh
Just wanted coffee, didn’t plan to cry
Reached for the fridge with the gentlest touch

But the fridge said
"Back again? How loyal of you. Should I even bother keeping things fresh?"

I just want milk, not a lecture, please
I replied while dodging a cheese
I grabbed a mug and turned and hurried

And Tupperware shouted from deep in the cupboard
"You always take the shiny new ones
I’ve still got a curry stain from twenty twenty two"

I’m not playing favorites, you’re just shaped weird
I muttered and slowly disappeared

Then from the drawer came a heavy sigh
"Ah yes, another day ignored. Tell my dreams I said goodbye"

You’re a grater, not a poet

The kettle rumbled like a gathering storm
"You never let me finish! You just use me! Am I just STEAM to you?!"

Your whole job is steam I tried to explain
But she shrieked and hissed like a runaway train

The microwave chimed in, whispering from the shadows
"Heated, but never heard"

You literally ding when you're done I said, blinking at the wall


Then came a tantrum from the toaster’s slot
"Another BAGEL?! I’m a toaster, not your backup quest!"

You literally have a bagel setting
I shouted back, waving the instruction manual like proof

The salt grinder twirled with dramatic intent
"If you over season one more time, I’ll submit a formal complaint"

To WHO? THE SPICE GIRLS?! I shouted toward the ceiling

Even the mirror looked me up and down and said
"I’m not saying anything, love, but I wouldn’t wear that"

I didn’t ask for your fashion review I replied, tugging my sleeve

Then I opened a drawer and the whisk let out screams
"MY SENSE OF SELF IS UNRAVELING AGAIN"

Yeah. Join the club

And then, the spoon
Yeah. The same fuckin spoon from last time
It slipped. And as it hit the floor, it announced

"This is why no one trusts you"

I JUST WANTED COFFEE! ONE SIMPLE BREW
NOW I’M PAYING YOU, THANKS TO MY CREW

So yes, Doctor. That’s why I’m back
Again

So. Just to clarify
You. Argue
With a spoon??!

Therapy with Krissie #2 ☕😵 Coffee First, Sanity Later 😵☕

First song in a long time, and another collaboration with my great music-maker sidekick Tom Régnier. This one is dedicated to our friends lost forever, whether they stay with us in silence, memories, or songs.

Music, all instruments: https://soundcloud.com/tom-r-gnier
Lyrics, voice: https://soundcloud.com/alexis-roche-2

Amie si j'avais su
Qu'on ne se verrait plus
Que ce moment passé
Était le dernier
J'aurais pu dire
Ce que tu inspires
À mon âme voilée
Ou rien mais faire au moins
Un signe de la main

Si des fois tu me vois
Sous le ciel étoilé
Rêvant à qui à quoi
Errant de mon côté
Tu sais sans doute
Que je pense à toi
Sur les chemins les routes
Que je guette de loin
Un signe de la main

Un signe (Tom Régnier/Alexis Roche)

Mother Earth Is Dying.

A little song(a bit rough around the edges) about the late great comedian Bill Hicks
It's a musical tribute to his It's Just a Ride monologue, which is on YouTube, and I have spliced it into the song
Bill died of pancreatic cancer only 32 years old in 1994 when he was at the height of his  career.
Memento Mori............................. a reminder for us all to enjoy the ride while we can.............................................                Run Free Bill...We still listen and remember 


Riding With Bill Hicks

It's just a ride, this life, this moment  C A7
It's a Tilt-A-Whirl of the mind             Dm Fm6
So if you please, please take a seat  C A7
Buckle up it's party time                        Dm G
Feel the thrills and chills and colors    F C
Round and round a dizzy trick            Dm Fm
My mind on rewind                               C
Back to ‘89                                            Am
Now I'm riding with Bill Hicks             F G C

Some people get so worried
They can't believe it's just a ride
Big bank accounts and fancy cars
Live to work the sweat and grind
And those war machines must be time machines
They always turn up in the mix
Leave the fear behind
Keep an open mind
Now you're riding with Bill Hicks
                                                      
The profound meets profane            F C
Swift barbs of the dark brigade        Fm C
Fantastic at sarcastic                         F
Homemade hand grenade                C b Am
Unfiltered and unafraid                      Am G

Break

As I sit here tonight and ponder
Growing softer in my Easy chair 
Bill's dream's still a dream for this mean old world
Bombs are dropping everyday out there
Another good one gone before his time
Just like his jogging foe Jim Fixx
Hope they are lighting up a fat one on the other side
Rest in laughter William Hicks

Riding With Bill Hicks

Today marks 80 years since Hiroshima, a day that reminds us of the horror and loss caused by the atomic bomb. We want to honor the lives affected and the resilience of those who survived. This is a moment to reflect, remember, and hope that nothing like this ever happens again.
We’re releasing a new version of Atomic Love (here you can find the original version released a year ago: https://soundcloud.com/beatingedge/atomic-love), featuring our friend Carl aka The Beautiful Dark @Carl, as a tribute to this day. 
Our wish is simple but strong: may humanity never face such devastation again!✌️🕊️😌

At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on August 6, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge ❤️‍🔥 The Beautiful Dark

Lyrics:

All our lives are fading
In the cold dark night
All our hopes are breaking
Man, we lost the fight

In a world of shadows
Fear takes the lead
Love can't find its way
In the nuclear breed

Boom goes the night
In this atomic love
Silent hearts ignite
Under the skies above

Running through the wasteland
No place to hide
Holding on to memories
As dreams subside

In the ruins we stand
Hand in hand we pray
Hoping for tomorrow
Come what may

Boom goes the night
In this atomic love
Silent hearts ignite
Under the skies above

Running through the wasteland
No place to hide
Holding on to memories
As dreams collide

In the ruins we stand
Hand in hand we pray
Hoping for tomorrow
Come what may

Boom goes the night
In this atomic love
Silent hearts ignite
Under the skies above

Boom goes the night
In this atomic love
Silent hearts ignite
Under the skies above

Boom goes the night
Come what may

Atomic Love - 80 Years Later

Way overdue for something new but I've been living in exile without the usual, albeit modest, setup I'm used to. So this might be pretty rough. And it's full of the usual horror at political realities and way full of schmaltzy velveeta. 

Guitarist note:  I don't have amps at present and was struggling to find a decent direct sound. There is a *free* VST plugin by Neural Amp DSP and online libraries of tone prints, also free, that came to the rescue. Highly recommended.

it's alright for you as long as it's alright
you don't mind what they do in the broad daylight

it never could be you

but you don't see the way you're blinded
they'll never drag you down to the places meant for those

do you feel the color of your soul
when you live with love suspended hiding in a hole
the moment is yours but you don't believe 
you won't believe what lies there ripening 
growing in your mind without you knowing

now it could be you

and as you feel the weight of the binding
you know they're dragging you down to the places meant for those

to liberate the light of every heart and mind
you can say it never paying any price

there's a little part of everyone that knows 
we're only playing separate lives 
till true faith arrives

if there's every gonna be a change 
let it start right here

you know it could be you

It Could Be You

A few months back, anyone landing on this page was extended an invitation to….“come set for a spell in The Blue Room…..when nobody loves you.”  Well, took a while, but I reckon the word’s getting out amongst the broken hearted - this smoky little back-alley jazzabilly joint been seeing some semi-decent crowds lately.  Might have to add a couple more tables over there in that side area where we been storing the old feltless pool table.   

I dunno, maybe there really are a lot of lonely hearts out there, looking for companionship.  But my bet is that the real draw here is the new act on stage, as the house band is now joined by two long-time Atlanta musicians - Herb Avery and his Hammond organ, and Randy Hunter with his saxophone.   

For this version of the house theme song (aka The Blue Room), not only is my fumbly-finger organ solo replaced with Randy’s stellar saxophone, but I’ve put together a new intro, much more fitting for the new instrumentation.   And btw, brother Herbert not only plays his Hammond on the song, but that’s him you’ll hear on the background lounge piano as the track opens.

So yeah, come set for a spell (whether you're loved or not), and let Randy & Herb show you their stuff.   

(Original version is here:) https://soundcloud.com/bruceavery/the-blue-room?si=36546f88f147427aba1593bf85a7ec1f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

The Blue Room - version 2 w/sax & B3

Moonrise (Inst.)

I had a dream to be a basketball player when I was very young.I gave it up, but kept watching ball games for years. I wrote this song Inspired by the great players’ super plays and strong minds.
And this is a song for all the people who are fighting in the life.

Lyrics 

Just wannabe my self, Stand!
Don’t know what to do
I know without ( what) I used to be
 Ice cold in my hands , upside down to sky

Tried to understand 
Let you know
Take my hands tonight 

I see you , Shooting Star to flow inside
Befalling Rising Stars, too grace

I can’t take my eyes off all of you
If you down I’ll be staying with you 
If you fall (you) could be staying with me

Shooting Star

done (ft marceline)

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

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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