"Fall" dénonce le love bombing, cette manipulation où un baratineur inonde de belles paroles et d’attentions pour séduire. Il prétend aimer profondément et affirme qu’on est faite pour lui, mais derrière ces mots se cache un jeu de faux-semblants. La chanson met en lumière la superficialité de ces déclarations et le piège émotionnel qu’elles représentent.

Fall

Music and percussion: Gothic Funk
https://soundcloud.com/gothic-funk
https://soundcloud.com/stevenvellouhorne

Vocals, lyrics, music, production: Cosmic Keanu

Walking in circles

It feels like forever
but I keep going on
I find myself 
walking in circles

Mind keeps spinning
with what came before
as my feet wear a groove 
in the floor

It’s hard to admit
When we are wrong
We must try because 
the truth will go on

We walk in circles
Without end
Until we realize
We’ve started again

Walking in circles
Until we all fall down

This useless mental game
gambles for an answer
Or for someone
or something to blame

If we can’t forgive others
We will never find
forgiveness or trust

it’s not too late
To break the chains of hate
that bind us to this wheel
and grind us down to dust

We walk in circles
without end
Until we realize
we’ve started again

[chorus]
Walking in circles
Until we all fall down

Walking in Circles (Gothic Funk & Cosmic Keanu)

Link to video where I tell the story behind the song : https://youtu.be/cilXaNM0IoI?si=IbBwc2wlxYTwoADH 


In Catholic school, whenever I misbehaved, the nuns used to pull my hair.
If I could go back in time and do it all again, I’d gab some clippers and shave my head bare.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive  
My first-grade teacher was a nun, who if you’re penmanship was sloppy
She’d make you take all your books and stand there holding them in the back of the room.
She was like a witch except instead of a pointy hat she wore a habit
She carried a crucifix instead of broom.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic School
I was never the kid who was considered cool
The cafeteria food tasted horrible, but I had to eat it
I had to wash it down with milk that was warm and sour
I’d try to fold my plate in half and throw it away, but the nuns would catch me and make me eat it
It’s like they had this secret food wasting detection superpower
Every year your birthday, it was customary for the kids in the recess yard,
To grab you and kick you and punch you for every year of your age.
I still have flashbacks of a girl with pointy hard black shoes kicking me really hard in my rib cage.
My fifth-grade teacher Sister Margaret she’d been teaching for way too long
It was time for her to retire but they let her teach another year and that was wrong
She had long grey whiskers growing out of her chin
She’d sit at her desk and trim them with of scissors and you sure as hell better not grin
She’d tell cautionary tales about innocent kids who got into cars strangers
She seemed to enjoy describing all the bloody graphic details of the danger.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive

Catholic School

Easy now, don't let our love go wrong
I'd never hurt you, or mean you any harm
Darling can't you see

I wouldn't want to lose your love
I wouldn't want to lose your love
I couldn't stand the pain
You know it'd drive me insane
Darling I need your love
And if tomorrow would be easier for you

And there's nothing that I can say or I can do
Darling, please come home, you know
I wouldn't want to lose your love

I wouldn't want to lose your love
I couldn't stand the pain
You know it'd drive me insane
Darling I need your love

You're tellin' me that I've been foolish this time
You're tellin' me that I don't know my own mind
But darling can't you see ya know 
 
I wouldn't want to lose your love
I wouldn't want to lose your love
I couldn't stand the pain
You know it'd drive me insane

Darling I need your love (love love love love.......)
Darling I need your love (love love love love.......)
Darling I need your love (love love love love.......)

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A heavenly Happy Mother's Day to me Mum.  Happy Mother's Day all!

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I have a cassette tape from 1977 which Texas born Doug McCourtney sang an original song he had written, I was able to extract his vocals and my backing vocal and provide new music arrangement with his vocals added. It was an honor to create this in memory of Doug. Gone but not forgotten. He was a true talent.

Equal Time / Written and sung by Doug McCourtney

Here's a song and video that's a bit of a change of pace, a crazy gangster story song from my album "Unhinged" that I recorded back in 2019. A totally made up this rock song and it has a nice riff. This is NOT one of my love songs!😂 It follows these insane bank robbers with serious mental problems! I wanted to make like a little action movie for this song. I'm always trying to make my songs into little films!😁. 

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/o7xeuezg1oQ

    The video is new and took several days to finish since I had so many clips to edit together! I really tried to follow the song as close as I could and I even added a clip from an old Yosemite Sam cartoon of the 40's for comic relief!😂 I had a blast creating the video and I hope everyone enjoys it. It's a bit violent but most action films are! Take a peak if you dare! Thanks for listening and hopefully watching and take care!🙏😎✌🏼

“SWEATIN' BULLETS"

I'M DISTURBED, SLIGHTLY TOUCHED, 
MAYBE I THINK A BIT TOO MUCH,
ALWAYS RUN WHEN I SHOULD CRAWL,  
WHEN I'M PUSHED, I CHOKE AND STALL,       
I'M CRACKED, SOMEWHAT ASKEW,
ALL MY LINES A BIT OFF CUE, 
ALWAYS SMILE WHEN I SHOULD CRY, 
WANNA QUIT WHEN I SHOULD TRY,

I’M SWEATIN' BULLETS, SWEATIN' BULLETS,
DON’T SHOOT ME PLEASE, I’M ON MY KNEES,
BEGGING FOR SYMPATHY,  
I'M SWEATIN' BULLETS, SWEATIN' BULLETS,
IT AIN’T NO FUN, CRYIN’ INTO YOUR GUN,
NOW I’M SWEATIN' BULLETS AT YOUR FEET,
                  
I'M UNCLEAR, THOUGHTS OBSCURE,
WILL THEY EVER FIND ME A CURE, 
I STOP DEAD WHEN I SHOULD GO, GO, GO,
CAN'T SEEM TO OVERCOME THE FLOW,
DISTURBED, WHO'S TO SAY?
DOCTORS ALWAYS IN THE WAY,       
MEDICATION IN MY BRAIN, 
WHEN THE SUN COMES OUT, I WANNA RAIN!           
           
I’M SWEATIN' BULLETS, SWEATIN' BULLETS,
DON’T SHOOT ME PLEASE, I’M ON MY KNEES,
BEGGING FOR SYMPATHY,  
I'M SWEATIN' BULLETS, SWEATIN' BULLETS,
IT AIN’T NO FUN, CRYIN’ INTO YOUR GUN,
NOW I’M SWEATIN' BULLETS AT YOUR FEET,
                                          
BY JIM VALDES © 2019

"SWEATIN' BULLETS" (Video - https://youtu.be/o7xeuezg1oQ)

06/17/2025

Imodium

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Be excellent to each other!

"For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places."
--Ephesians 6:12

"Now may our Lord Jesus Christ Himself and God our Father, who has loved us and given us eternal comfort and good hope by grace, comfort and strengthen your hearts in every good work and word."
--Thessalonians 2:16

Enter through the narrow gate. 
For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.
--Matthew 7:13-14

For am I now seeking the favor of people, or of God? Or am I striving to please people? If I were still trying to please people, I would not be a bond-servant of Christ.
-- Galatians 1:10

"No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon."
--Matthew 6:24

Walking in Circles (Gothic Funk & Cosmic Keanu)

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