Hey, just heard your track — really vibed with it. I’m an artist/animator and work with a promotion expert too. I love teaming with musicians to create visuals that tell their story: avatars, emojis, cover art, lyric clips, even full music videos. Would be dope to collab if you’re open.

i like your name, this goes hard, and this show blow up.

The experience feels warm and inviting, creating a soothing atmosphere with a lovely, dynamic rhythm.

Different stuff for me, but I liked this one 🙌🏻🎶

Original composition…..Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Troubled

Shamans, alchemists and the natural philosophers of the classical era experience(d) that the planets are one and the same as the gods. They perceive them in the trance state like geometrically-shaped forces that send out signals or audible keys, when one concentrates directly on them at dawn on their name day.  That’s why I made a cover that was not the planet and not the goddess, but a more symbolic form of that force. 

The planets/gods have been called “the mills” by poets in the past because, when in tune with them, you experience a sort of grinding frequency going through the whole body.  I put a D drone to run through the whole track to try to capture that audible vibration, and I was inspired to write these words after meditating on Venus at dawn on her day, Friday. 
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Delight of human kind and Gods above, 
The Star of the Morning, the Queen of Love.
Whose power air, earth, sea and fire supplies,
And breeds all life that’s born beneath the skies.
Every kind that’s alive and blessed with sight,
Springs, when it sees your iridescent light.
It’s you Venus that shades and ghouls most fear, 
And at your blissful appearance, disappear.

[Chorus]
Venus, be my aid, my tuneful song inspire, 
And kindle with your secret fire. 

For you, the wells in fragrant flowers are dressed,
At the Star of the Evening, we take our rest,
And the heavens seem more serene, in harmony, 
When the night-black soil sparkles with copper,
And nightingales extol your cornucopia, 
Peace candles are lit, proportion’s restored, 
And the broken-hearted sense your breath
Soothing them to sleep and healing dreams.


Sadly the brutal business of the war 
Seems unavoidable when the skies host Mars, 
But a man may retire from fighting fields to prove 
The pleasing tremors of your eternal Love,
There, while your curling limbs about him move, 
Involved and entwined in the links of love, 
With heart-strung eloquence our prayers implore,
Bring lasting peace to this world once more. 

[Chorus]
Venus, be my aid, my tuneful song inspire, 
And kindle with your secret fire.

© Copyright Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, August 2025

Venus

The Number

Where has my city gone?
Where is my trip in the sun?
Wait, should I have begun?
Got to leave where you're from?

Where is my fantasy?
Where is my hope for much more?
Take your false sliding doors.
I'll hold out for some more.

Out of the valley, alone, into hinterland frozen.
Oh, my arms are wide open.
My horizon is golden.
Off with my head.
As the sun passes over the trees.
I'll ride on the in breeze.
Keep my horizon free.

Where are my city streets?
Where is my blanket for cold?
One day I will be old.
And, I doubt that I'll know.

What can I say?
I'm just drifting around in the sea.
No ideas to seed.
In the absence of need.

Out of the valley, away, into hinterland broken.
All my alms for the poor.
My horizon is sure.
Off with my head.
Down the river; 
Flows on with the leas.
I'll ride on in the breeze.
Keep my horizon free.

Where is my chandelier?
Who'll meet my consumer needs?
An all consuming greed.
All replete with the weeds.

Where is my parquet floor?
What's a designer for?
Me?
Whilst a-wandering free.
I won't move from this tree.

Out of the valley below into hinterlands frozen.
Oh, my eyes are wide open.
My horizon is golden.
Out of my head, as the sun passes over the trees.
Riding on the in breeze.
My horizon is free.

Hinterland

Slow to mid tempo track, written, arranged & produced by John Hardman, performed live by Beats Working who are: John Hardman -lead vocals & lead guitar, Chris Glover - drums & percussion, Lynn John Sheppard - Bass & backing vocals, Dave Rea - rhythm guitar and backing vocals.
A Swamp Music production
(c)(p) Swamp Music (UK) & Swamp Records (UK) for all territories.
Original studio recording on Putting It About album with artwork by Tristan Greatrex.


Putting It About

Achin' Heart live

Achin' Heart live - Beats Working

Closing out the Lifted EP, Skybound is the anthem of ascension — the sound of breaking limits and rising above the noise. The beat moves with a wide, cinematic energy, carrying both weight and release, while the lyrics seal the project’s message: elevation, ambition, and vision beyond the horizon.

Where the EP began with pure hustle and fire, Skybound ends with perspective — a bird’s-eye view of the grind and the growth it creates. It’s not just an outro; it’s the final word that makes you want to run the whole project back.

SKYBOUND

Started this track with a vox sample I chopped. To which I built the rest of the track around. I hope you enjoy as much as I made making it... 🤩💯👊🏾🫵🏾

Take it all away

Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/otra-vez-a-olvidar
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/otra-vez-a-olvidar-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/otra-vez-a-olvidar-version-instrumental

OTRA VEZ A OLVIDAR

Me encuentro de nuevo solo
sin nadie a mi alrededor
de nuevo soy aquel otro 
el amigo del dolor;
casi no me reconozco
pues de ser dueño y señor
de tu cuerpo, de tus ojos...
he pasado a ser tu error.

La historia se ha repetido
ya por enésima vez
me encuentro otra vez sumido
en preguntas y en porqués
que atormentan mis sentidos
y me quieren convencer
de que el verdugo es el cariño
disfrazado de mujer.

Estribillo

Otra vez a olvidar
otra vez a llorar
otra vez a intentar
apagar ese fuego
que encendiste en mi cuerpo
pues hoy ya eres recuerdo.

Otra vez a olvidar
otra vez a llorar
otra vez a escapar
del volcán de tu imagen
que enfurece mis mares
y zozobra mis naves.

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Confío en que la experiencia
me enseñe a diferenciar
lo que son puras quimeras
de lo que es la realidad;
he de encontrar la manera
que me ayude a capear
contra corriente y marea
este nuevo temporal.

La historia se ha repetido
ya por enésima vez
me encuentro otra vez sumido
en preguntas y en porqués
que atormentan mis sentidos
y me quieren convencer
de que el verdugo es el cariño
disfrazado de mujer.

Estribillo

FORGETTING AGAIN

I find myself alone again
with no one around me
once again I am that other
friend of pain;
I hardly recognize myself
because from being the master
of your body, of your eyes...
I have become your mistake.

History has repeated itself
for the umpteenth time
I find myself once again immersed
in questions and whys
that torment my senses
and want to convince me
that the executioner is love
disguised as a woman.

Chorus

Forgetting again
Crying again
Trying again
To put out that fire
You lit in my body
because today you are already a memory.

Forgetting again
Crying again
Escape again
From the volcano of your image
That enrages my seas
And capsizes my ships.

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I trust that experience will teach me to differentiate between pure illusions and reality; I must find a way to help me weather this new storm against the current and the tide.

History has repeated itself for the umpteenth time. I find myself once again immersed in questions and whys that torment my senses and want to convince me that the executioner is love disguised as a woman.

Chorus

Otra vez a olvidar

In the early morning hours, long before the sun will rise,
I’m thinking ‘bout that sun and how it sparkles in her eyes.
When it finally breaks the darkness, like a dog hangs on a bone,
I am thinking ‘bout that evening sun, and how it leads me home.
And unless I know you’re waiting at that door, that sun’ll shine no more.

As the midday sun is beating down, my mind is set on you,
And thinking how it filters down and does what sun rays do.
And these memories are enough to keep me going till the clock
When I finally hear that whistle blow and know it’s time to stop.
I can hear the whistle blowing in my mind – it’s finally time.

Time has not been my best friend.
Time is just like money, when you’ve got no time to spend.
Tried to break it, wouldn’t bend.
I’d save all my time for you if I knew just where it went.

Out here on the freeway, the sun is at my back.
You’re standing at the open door and I’ll be keeping track.
Tomorrow is another day, just like the one before.
But until it’s here I know that we’re gonna love some more.
I can hear the music playin’ sweet and low – here we go.

Time has not been my best friend.
Time is just like money, when you’ve got no time to spend.
Tried to break it, wouldn’t bend.
I’d save all my time for you if I knew just where it went.

Time

Trying different things again:) enjoy this upload! Love listening to Jack Johnson, sublime, G Love and special, pepper, and other similar bands like the beautiful girls. Lyrics below, enjoy:))
```Lyrics```

I woke up this morning,
with a big smile on my face
took a look at my phone
and i read what it say

((“i never wanna talk with you so please dont bother me,
i hate it when you call 
you know think you have it all, but i hate your stupid face”))

dont bother me
dont bother me

i laughed a little louder just to fill up in the space,
 my coffees on the burner, 
the sun is burnin’ on my face yeah that message hit hard, 
but I ain’t gonna chase 
if you want a reaction, 
sorry — not today

(Dont bother me!)
 I’m vibin’ on my own now
You threw your shade — but I’m glowin’ in the whole town
Delete that drama, no room in my soul now
You playin’ games, but I’m out — imma chalk it
 I’m vibin’ on my own now
You threw your shade — but I’m glowin’ in the whole town
Delete that drama, no room in my soul now
You playin’ games, but I’m out — imma chalk it

((“i never wanna talk with you so please dont bother me,
i hate it when you call 
you know think you have it all, but i hate your stupid face”)) "

Smile(Dont Bother Me) - DEMO

Migrations

“Like the generations of leaves, the lives of mortal men. Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again. And so with men: as one generation comes to life, another dies away."

—The Iliad, Book VI, lns. 171-75

Migrations

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