Woke up one morning with memories of loved ones and friends who were no longer here. I had the sudden realisation that once Im gone , who will remember me ? Yes I have loved ones, family and friends but what is my legacy ? Life is short, life is precious. I’ve had a great life and experiences but what have I accomplished and who will remember me once Im gone ? 


Cold whispers rise The wind does call 
A shadow walks where no one's tall 
Footsteps left Then gone too soon  

Footsteps in the snow They fade 
Gone before the light invades 
Once the snow melts Who will know I was here 
I let it show  

A fleeting print A fleeting name 
The frost won't hold It plays no game 
Each step I take Erased again  

I write my story Line by line 
The snow erases every sign  

Footsteps in the snow They fade 
Gone before the light invades 
Once the snow melts Who will know I was here 
I let it show  

No monuments No flags No flames 
No crowd to chant forgotten names 
Just whispers lost in empty air 
A trace of nothing Barely there 

Im gone, Im not here , who will remember me me when I’m gone ?

Footsteps in the snow.mp3

An early iteration of the previous track of the same name. Too good to waste.

Rainy Day Blues (acoustic)

Joe: lyrics/vocals, guitar, keyboards
Hear Joe (Joseph Olsson) here,
http://on.soundcloud.com/66JbzaFR6lzjlcJspD
Rob: bass


Well, I'm no Galileo, but I can see the skies 
And I'm no Martin Luther. I got no ninety-five

It's just me. Can't you see I belong here…now move aside. 
It's just me. Let me be as I'm sailing…History’s tide.

Well, I'm no Mickey Mantle, I never liked Monroe.
And I'm no Picasso. Atta boy, Pablo.

I feel it coming marching on by. 
I feel it coming the flood of time.

Well, I'm no Marco Polo. But I have a pool. 
And I'm no Elvis Presley, but I'll keep it cool.

Move Aside

Vedran & Rocco Band @ Rocco Studio Split, Dallas Records(comming2026.)

Vedran - THE LAST PLACE I BELONG


https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=y1djASykPBg&si=fstkw7gFfQNEa5CP


https://open.spotify.com/album/7hzKZiaYkBGZDDzrkqiD2I?si=yXmzyj0pQi2DUx5mCMNIQQ


https://music.apple.com/us/song/il-viaggio/1856660291

Il Viaggio.mp3

step back 11.24.25

Inspired by the American Songwriter Association’s weekly prompt to write a song about yourself, “Not That Girl” reflects my journey through divorce and rediscovering my strength.

Thank you for listening, liking, 
and reposting.

Written by Melinda Klotz Mercer
 • Argyll Music.

Not That Girl

just in order to add some relaxing dreaminess to the depressing depth of my reflections on despair (the album) I recently remembered a song written/recorded about 5 years ago with the help of a vintage korg cx-3: a super simple, classic organ phrase, for which I found vocal snippets in the logic pro library – actually, massively slurred singing and quite exaggerated effects. 

I barely understood what was being sung but there was something special about this vocal can, an indescribable kind of unfulfilled/unfulfillable longing that perfectly matched the mood of the organ.

can an AI-voice capture such a mood? I wrote new lyrics and, based on the recording from back then, set out to demand a particularly generous dose of human touch from my suno persona. 

the prob: learning doesn’t necessarily mean doing for the machine. it doesn't work iteratively, but rather in a damn random way – which means worst hell if you have specific ideas about the end result. so, it took more than one extra mile to make progress.

in the end, I'm quite satisfied with the final sketch (AI will always remain a dummy for me). and I'm clearly satisfied with another empirical insight, that new technologies don’t change the fundamental principles of human creativity. they merely shift the effort. it remains wonderfully hard.

WISHING YOU ALL A PEACEFUL, HEALTHY, AND HAPPY START TO THE SEASON OF LIGHTS, WHEREVER THEY MAY LEAD US 

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 5

Searching for a simple truth
Just a chance to slip a move
She can’t find where she belongs
In clouds
In clouds

When the starlight feels too high
And the night turns bleak and wide
All her thoughts slip out of sight

Reaching for an answer sign
Searching through the quiet lines
Trying hard to read the air
Hoping something’s waiting there

They say the sun will come out
That it will clean all clouds
Something shook her mind and left her drifting
Reaching for an answer sign

They say daylight clears the gloom
Yet she still feels caught by the doom
All the answers fall right through her fingers
Reaching for an answer sign

Searching

Uploaded earlier this year but SC removed it without explanation? 

A torn page from a book I can't read
Every line's a whisper every word's a need
Your shadow lingers where the light won't go
A puzzle incomplete that I need to know

Footsteps echo in an empty hall
Your voice a memory that I can't recall
The stars are questions burning in the sky
The missing piece is you and I

You're the chapter that was never written
The melody lost but never forgotten
A riddle unsolved a mystery deep
You're the missing piece of the story I keep

The clock keeps ticking but the hands don't move
The silence speaks louder than I can prove
Every corner I turn feels like the start
Of chasing shadows in my heart

Falling through pages where your name should be
Searching for answers in a vast empty sea
Every heartbeat's a clue every breath's a sign
That the missing piece is what binds you to mine

You're the chapter that was never written
The melody lost but never forgotten
A riddle unsolved a mystery deep
You're the missing piece of the story I keep

A torn page from a book I can't read Every line's a whisper every word's a need Your shadow lingers where the light won't go A puzzle incomplete that I need to know

Missing piece of the story .mp3

I've always wanted to make this song. I'm very happy with the way it came together!  There are 12 individual tracks and below is a description of instruments...
Celtic Flute (Keyboard)
Background Synthesizer (Keyboard)
Peavey Bass Guitar
Piano tracks 1 & 2
Glockenspiel (Keyboard)
Strings (Keyboard)
Harp (Keyboard)
4 individual Vocal tracks (1 Main and 3 for harmonizing choir)

Image: My parents' barn at the bottom of the mountain at their home in Tennessee, United States 20 years ago.

It was snowing all night while I finished this song up and that made it even more magical!! Hope you enjoy!! and MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

White Christmas

a collection of starlings 11.28.25

I make music because it is where I let go of the have-to’s, and become part of something larger than myself. The language I speak on the keyboard when I improvise expresses a part of me that only comes out there at the moment of creation - when I’m fully connected and in the flow. In those moments when I disappear in the music, those are where I’m most fully alive. The musical question I pose to myself when I play is largely this: how can I release my inhibitions and let go of patterns sufficient to bring something entirely new, unexpected, and enlightening into the world, with structure, precision, clarity, and depth of expression. These pieces are meditations that are of me, but more precisely, they come through me. When I’m in the flow, I’m channeling the energy and only moderately directing it. The challenge is to be open to take risks while maintaining a structure, melody, and tempo that makes it interesting and satisfying enough to keep listening. I keep doing this nightly because it’s a language, because it’s a connection to something greater than myself, and because it’s very very relaxing.

a collection of starlings 11.28.25

Chris Bright

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