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For One Last Sin

Embracing my wild mind and using my autism as my superpower! 🎶✨ I write and produce songs in a lot of genres to connect with people and bring a little light into their lives. Let's celebrate our uniqueness together! 💖 #AutismIsMySuperpower #WildMind #MusicForChange #ConnectThroughMusic #CelebrateDifferences #Creativity #Positivity #Songwriter

Autism Is My Superpower

Access Denied

Verse 1:
I keep on knockin’ but they won’t let me in
They said I’m sorry we’re closin’ 
You just stare coz it happened again 
Seems like I’m always imposin’ 
So many windows but the locks won’t release
Ive searched but I can’t seem to find the right shaped keys
Got a lot to give and never getting anything I need

Chorus:
Just trying to find a way in
But it’s access denied, access denied
Just trying to earn a living 
Access denied, access denied

Verse 2:
I’m sick of always being left out in the cold
I see your fire burn hot gold
I bring you music all you want is control
I’m not fitting your slave mould
Coz I don’t wanna be no monkey on call
And I’m not here to take your trauma on board 
Maybe there’s just no place for me anymore 
But I’ll never lay down I never will fall

Chorus 2:
Just trying to find a way in
But it’s access denied, access denied
Just trying to earn a living 
Access denied, access denied
I been through hell to get here
And busted my ass, got dragged through the mud
Look I ain’t going nowhere
Access denied, access denied

One day I’ll get inside

Bridge:
All the windows and doors have faded
Mirrors crash as a good soul is  jaded
But I won’t ever stop entertainin’ even if it’s just to myself 

Interlude
Solo
Chorus
Interlude
Out

Access Denied

11:11 Music - Evil ME

Hello guys on SoundCloud, very nice to see you again!
It has been a long time since my last release. Many things happened and gone away around me. And the world can never stop changing, I feel like I’m standing in a storm. 
This is the song of such stormy,confusing world , hope you’re all safe and well.

Lyrics 
Bringing back
Streaming inside
To walk around
Both of your hands

Breaking down
Fall on ground
Grabbing your hands up
Breath again

Now when we hurry out tomorrow
 (never tell you that)
Better way to soon
( take me to the place)
Just one more time together
If we out of tomorrow away 

Left behind out 
Waking crowd
Blowing wind
Where you go
(All fake world)
Let me heard out
Crossing inside
Whisper then
I know your lie
(Don’t look back)
We know your lie

Written, sung by Chihiro MATSUMOTO (JETTT)
Acoustic and Electric guitars played by Chihiro MATSUMOTO ( JETTT)
All the arrangements by Chihiro MATSUMOTO (JETTT)

Out Back Storm

The state of the world... not sure how everyone feels, but its gone to hell in a handbag.

these lyrics are heart-felt and my own 

#metal #zakkwylde #blacklabelsociety #doommetal #southernaludge 

******LYRICS******

I wanna scream from the
Top of my lungs,
Look around at what has become,
We are morally base and corrupt, 
Our wish list, written in blood..... 

Oooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwaaaah
Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwaaaah 

Every man out for himself,
What Happened to our self respect, 
What happened to brotherly love,
Move over sucka you got what I want.. 

We take and we take,
Never thinking the system will break,
I got news for you my friend,
The system is broken its time to repeeeeeeent
REPEEEEENT!!!
REPEEEEENT!!
REPEEEEENT!!! 

We take and we take,
Never thinking the system will break,
I got news for you my friend,
The system is broken its time to repEEEEEEEent.......
REPEEEEENT!!!
REPEEEEENT!!!
REPEEEEENT!!!




CORRUPT

Love and love are the most important gifts we must live, if we want to truly discover who we are. Only then will we know joy...
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l'Amore e l'amore  siano i doni più importanti che dobbiamo vivere, se vogliamo scoprire davvero chi siamo. Solo così conosceremo la gioia... 

Basta Guerra   ....Enough War   🌸

From the Album "Gravity"  by W. Dannemann,  played by Dannemann and Friends. 
W. Dannemann:    comp./ arr., all vocals, guitars, Dannemann&Friends: add. arrangement
Pee Gee           :    Lyrics

Yesterday Is Long Ago

Now the night is fading
The dawn is yet to come
A new day is waiting
All bad dreams are gone

Time to leave..you told me
In your own personal way
You made your point clear
Come back and make my day

There is a way of turning the wheel
Yesterday Is Long Ago
Today is now ..today is real
Yesterday Is Long Ago

They say that time will heal
The wounds if you can wait
Today is now.. today is real
Never ask ..is it too late?

Let us begin the dance
Whirling into the future
Taking another chance
Holding you tight forever

There´s a way of turning the wheel
Yesterday Is Long  Ago
Today is now..today is real
Yesterday Is Long Ago

There´s a way of turning the wheel
Yesterday Is Long Ago....................

Yesterday Is Long Ago ....

Yesterday Is Long Ago

“You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“Cancer is a word, not a sentence.”
― John Diamond: Journalist and commentator

A song inspired by a phrase that popped out of my oldest granddaughter's mouth, and which subsequently became the title; and by the recent death of an old school friend. He is the first of that particular group of friends to pass away, which no doubt forces those friends still alive to face up to their own mortality. This is my response . . .

Lyrics:
I hear her weeping when she thinks that I am fast asleep
That’s when I know she’s hurting, although it’s hidden deep
In some ways I’m better off than her as drugs, drugs can mask my pain
You see, I’m like a long-running TV show they won’t renew again
I heard somewhere there’s many ways to live within a tragedy
I’m praying to whatever god there is, it’s not some fallacy

I’ve never been called sexy, no one’s ever said I’m cool
I’ve always been the shortest; to be accepted, sometimes I’d play the fool
I remember us lads, drinking pint after pint, way back, way back in our youthful days
I love to reminisce with you and laugh at our wild & drunken ways
The wife is calling out to me that I should really, really try to eat
I swallow some, but all I taste is metal … and defeat

It’s been so long since we spoke to each other, I wish, I wish that I could stay
I’d love to reminisce with you & laugh at those crazy, long-gone days
But I can barely speak right now, I’m bombed out up to the eyes
So, call me back tomorrow, just hope I’m still alive!
credits

from One Singer Left to Mourn, track released May 31, 2025
Music, lyrics & vocals: Michael Sellers
Guitars & bass; keyboards; percussion: Sergio Aguilar
Bugle: Franklyn Brooks
Production, musical arrangement, mixing & mastering: Sergio Aguilar
Cover design: Michael Sellers
Track cover photo: Image by Roman Ska from Pexels

One Singer Left to Mourn

The Taste of Metal & Defeat

David got in touch to see if me and Axel would like to do one of his songs , we obviously jumped at the chance , any excuse to work with my very good and slightly nutty German friend again ! It's a beautiful song , as all songs written by David are , we really hope you like it as much as we do ! I'll try and attach the lyrics so the song makes sense , but as I'm a true technophobe I may fail .
Songs coming up with Kim , Skippy , Andrea Brennan , Dave Cooper and many more besides . Me and Kim have just entered a song competition , if you get the urge you could vote for us https://gate.sc/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fhofa-contest.com%2Fsong%2F19226%2F&token=2c42e2-1-1749336961470
me and Charlotte still have our album out , it's worth a listen !
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw
Thank you for your continued support
Good Ol' Boy
Lyrics:
He's a good ol' boy with his good ol' toys,
He likes a beer now and then.
He picks a guitar and dreams of going far,
Don't know the how, or the where, or the when.
The boys in the band play as hard as they can.
And they hitch their wagon to the star,
Of this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.

He keeps house with his wife, the love of his life,
The kids are all grown and gone.
By the gray in his hair you can tell he still cares
'bout the things that are right and wrong.
And the question comes does it get better than this,
A hard days work and a goodnight kiss,
For this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.

Bridge:
Well it hasn't been easy, no it's never been easy
But he keeps on keepin' on.
And what hasn't killed him he finds a way
To put into a song, 'bout this good ol' boy
This good ol' boy.

Instrumental break, repeat bridge.

He's a good ol' boy with his share of joys,
And his share of the cares of this world.
When it's all said and done, and his race has been run,
And he rests in the arms of the Lord
Of this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.

Good 'Ol Boy

Good Ol' Boy

Eight instrumentals, one conversation with the history of riff music. Wordless Uprising channels the DNA of landmark rock, metal, and punk—without quoting melodies or leaning on nostalgia. Across these tracks you’ll hear cathedral-weight doom, Bay Area speed and precision, twin-lead heroics, scarlet-streaked thrash, downstroke punk urgency, dockside dub space, quiet-loud grunge abrasion, and swaggering blues-rock shuffle. Guitars growl and shimmer, bass lines gallop and lurch, drums breathe in wide rooms, and tape echo/feedback etches halos in the negative space. No vocals—just arrangements that speak for themselves: themes that return with new scars, sections that expand instead of fade, and grooves that invite you to turn the volume past comfortable. It’s a tribute to the spirit rather than the letter, crafted for headphones at midnight and loud rooms after. Riffs as language, dynamics as grammar—an uprising told without a single word.

Masterless Circuits

A small selection of songs from the many talented performers on our famous Rockaoke Sunday afternoons! 

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Rockaoke - I predict a Riot

Anything you want

Guitars by: Andrew Fitzsimmons  https://soundcloud.com/afitzsimmons
Texas Swamp Guitars by Jon Lock at https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Bad to the bone Drums, Bass and guitars by  https://soundcloud.com/keitonie
Ultra Sax by : @joerxworx
Shredding the Hammond C3 organ and Piano by https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv
Vocals and Mix by conover
Loose salute cover of the Electric Flag song Texas.


This documentary blog link below joins hand-in-hand perfectly with the music that we attempted to cover above. BC

 Leonard Cohen took years  to craft a song. Rufus, can cover one in an afternoon. Hallelujah. God only needed 3 days for Texas. This tune plows the terra firma of such great bluesmen afore with a great Leon Russell dust bowl homage  sewn in..... David Conover

http://revisionisthistory.com/episodes/07-hallelujah

photo art info:
The Electric Flag onstage at the Fillmore Auditorium, August 29, 1967. From left, Barry Goldberg (hidden), Nick Gravenites, Michael Bloomfield, Buddy Miles (behind drums), Harvey Brooks, unknown and Peter Strazza. Photo courtesy of Richard Lewis
AT THE END OF February 1967, the Paul Butterfield Blues Band returned to Boston for the second time in just over a month. The band had been on the road constantly since returning from its first trip abroad, a 30-day whirlwind tour of 28 different venues in England and Scotland in November. Since their arrival back in the States, the Butterfield Band had played New York, San Francisco, Los Angeles and numerous places in between. Now they were back in Boston.
They were scheduled to play three colleges in one day – a chilly Saturday, February 25. The shows were to begin at noon with an appearance at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in Cambridge, and the guys had to unload the van and set up the equipment first. Butterfield’s star guitarist, Michael Bloomfield, lost it.
In a state of agitation, the exhausted Bloomfield had been suffering from insomnia for weeks. His was a hyperactive personality under the best of circumstances, and now the band’s non-stop gigging had thrown his system into disarray. He could no longer stand the demands of performing night after night.
He decided he had to quit the band that day.

And Michael Bloomfield was suddenly without a gig.
Bloomfield retreated to his Christopher Street apartment in New York’s Greenwich Village to rest up and think things over.
It wasn’t long before he began to think he should have his own band.
 
Forgotten Flag

Few today recall that there was another rock/horn band – a band that started it all. Or, if they do recall, they don’t recall much about it.
The Electric Flag deserves a better fate.
The creation of Mike Bloomfield, America’s first electric guitar hero, the Electric Flag was a ground-breaker in a numerous ways. In addition to being pop music’s first rock band to include a horn section, it pioneered the use of electronic instruments, blended a variety of musical genres, experimented with sound sampling and was one of the early racially-mixed pop bands. It also had the dubious distinction of being rock’s first “supergroup.”
Because the Flag has been largely ignored by critics since its dissolution in 1968, its story has never really been told in detail. A rock ’n roll rags-to-riches-to-rags tale, the history of Michael Bloomfield’s experiment in American music makes for interesting reading. But it also foreshadows the growth of American pop music away from the narrow confines of its segregated genres and toward an open confluence of styles and cultures. For that reason alone, music lovers – especially American music lovers – should know about the Electric Flag.

On The 8th Day God Created Texas

FREAK KITCHEN - NOBODY´S LAUGHING

Ultima Frontiera - Soldato Ignoto

***AI is FIRM NO - ALL MUSIC WRITTEN, ARRANGED AND PERFORMED BY ©Crackerjack**

Hi, I am Jon, my music name is ©Crackerjack. Having re-read my own bio, which I haven’t done for some time, I realised how self-important it sounded!! I wish I was  a dynamic lead, rhythm, and bass guitarist whose sound is deeply rooted in blues-infused hard rock. 

The latter of this sentence is at least true in terms of styles – although I do also love metal and power sludge (Pantera), some classical, blues, Jazz/funk, Gangsta Rap.  I also do play lead, rhythm and bass, write, arrange and perform all the music and vocals. 

The drums are programmed on my Boss BR80 Micro Digital recorder; however I am planning on teaching myself how to play these. I also mix down and produce all my music.

My music era growing up was late 80s- mid/late 90’s.  Huge influences for me were early GNR, especially Slash, who is the reason I fell in love with the Les Paul and playing lead; Chris Cornell, Soundgarden, Alice In Chains, Black Crows, ACDC, STP, Faith No More, Gary Moore, ZZ Top – the list goes on, and all over the place!

Whilst I am a hard rock guy, I do venture into more metal as some of my tracks like The Gringo, Corrupt, Insidious, The Nomad may showcase. I also have 3 or so songs written which will be folk/country, my softer side, but need to buy a new acoustic before I record these.

I have released probably 60 singles and 5 track EP called Life Stories, which is what it says on the tin. 

The songs cover addiction - Husk' to ballads  'A Love Untold’ and a cheeky little interlude of the Sabbath variety with my good mate Somewhere 77’ supplying the bongo beat.

Happy to colab where time allows in between being a dad, work, dad, work, dad!!!


Discover me - aka ©Crackerjack on:
 Apple Music
 Spotify
 Bandcamp
 YouTube
 YouTube ft Somewhere77'


https://youtube.com/@crackerjack588?si=rFdqv0j2uwMYI1QJ

https://open.spotify.com/artist/2FvsuLULrgdkl22yG4QVPj?si=m6WqxgpxRfykLMOUMqJqAg

CORRUPT

©CrackerJack

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