Name: Razor by David Craig
Duration: 3 min 13 s
Description: This is another early CakeWalk project. Mike Robertson on Bass Guitar and Keys.

This is another early CakeWalk project. Mike Robertson on Bass Guitar and Keys.

Razor

Beautiful Scent

A simple, little weird Original track
Music made in GarageBand
Lyrics & vocals by me 

😊

Lyrics:

In your house you want to feel like home
If you can't feel it
You don't want to be there!
On your sofa you want to feel relaxed
If you can't feel it
You don't want to be there!

Mmm...Mmm...Mmm...Mmm

In your kitchen you want to make food
If you can't do it
You don't want to be there!
On a plate you want to serve something good
If it's not good
You don't want to serve it!

Mmm...Mmm...Mmm...Mmm...

In your bedroom you want to get some sleep
If you can't sleep
You don't want to be there!
In your bed you want to feel good
If you can't feel it
You don't want to be there!

Mmm...Mmm...Mmm...Mmm...

You Dont Want To Be There (Original)

Pour qui je compte     ( Translated following the French text )

Vidéo :   https://youtu.be/9njE-7si0d0
Texte :           Muette
Chant lead : Philippe J
Choeurs :      Liora 

Il y a des carnets
Et des mots égarés
Tout au fond des tiroirs
Et qu'on n'relit jamais
Parce qu'on est en retard
Et qu'y a toujours quelqu'un
Dont il faut prendre soin
Et ce quelqu'un, c'est jamais soi.

Dans la frileuse Flandre,
Sous les chênes et les hêtres,
Il y a ce tas de cendre
Après un feu de fête.
Au milieu, des canettes,
Des souv'nirs jetés là
Qu'on ramass' les yeux las
Pour les trier plus tard, peut-être.

Alors on compte sur ses doigts.
Un' seul' main suffit quand on s'dit :
Pour qui je compte vraiment ?

Les glacières dans le coffre,
La guitare dans sa housse,
On se serre un peu fort.
Un dernier regard pour
Les lits de mousse tassée,
Et les arbres muets
Mêm' quand l' bûch'ron les couche.
Et chacun r'part de son côté.

Alors on compte sur ses doigts.
Un' seul' main suffit quand on s'dit:
Pour qui je compte vraiment ?

Et puis quand la clairière,
S'éclaircit plus encore,
Qu'on sait par cœur le bois,
Ses pièges, ses réconforts,
Assis sur les souches
On se parle à soi-même
En dénombrant ses doigts.
On se demande : Qui m'aime ? Qui m'aime ?
Et une seule main suffit. 

For whom I count on

There are notebooks
And lost words
At the bottom of drawers
That we never reread
Because we're late
And there's always someone
We have to take care of
And that someone is never ourselves.

In chilly Flanders,
Under the oak and beech trees,
There is a pile of ashes
After a festive bonfire.
In the middle, cans,
Memories thrown away
That we pick up with weary eyes
To sort through later, perhaps.

So we count on our fingers.
One hand is enough when we ask ourselves:
Who do I really count on?

The coolers in the trunk,
The guitar in its case,
We hug a little tighter.
One last look at
The beds of packed moss,
And the silent trees
Even when the lumberjack cuts them down.
And everyone goes their separate ways.

So we count on our fingers.
One hand is enough when we say to ourselves:
Who do I really count on?

And then when the clearing
Grows even brighter,
When we know the woods by heart,
Its traps, its comforts,
Sitting on the stumps
We talk to ourselves
Counting our fingers.
We ask ourselves: Who loves me? Who loves me?
And one hand is enough.

Pour qui je compte. avec Philippe J

The Snow Queen – The Fox
October 2025
Duration: 2:15
Listen to more music from the Snow Queen ballet at: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/the-snow-queen-music-for-danse
Based on a short melody from a Russian gypsy folk song 
Music for Danse Etoile Ballet (www.danseetoile.org) who will be performing The Snow Queen Ballet January 2026 in Colorado.
For violin, clarinet, alto sax, tenor sax, baritone sax, double bass, marimba and percussion.

The Snow Queen - The Fox

Quote by Amanitalinda: https://soundcloud.com/amanitalinda

Let the dream go on✨ 💫 🌟

Remixes

The Future Is Inside You (Remix 2025)

A song that blends styles and themes. Perhaps it will somehow get you somewhere.

Please, undertaker

Seven years ago, Oddrun and I released a beautiful collaboration titled “Smile” — a heartfelt reinterpretation of the timeless theme from Charlie Chaplin’s Modern Times (1936) 🎬.  Born from a melody that once underscored silent emotions on screen, our version gave it a new voice — tender, human, and full of light.  For some reason, it never made its way to my SoundCloud page… until now. It feels like the right moment to share this piece again — a little fragment of beauty we both cherished.
 I hope it touches you as it once touched us. ✨

Arrangements by Charles Chambaz 
All instruments, effects are performed by myself. 
For more information, see my public Profile
Vocals by Oddrun (@oddrun-eikli)

Smile: A Charles(music) & Oddrun(vocal) Collaboration

I hope this song reaches your heart. 
Thank you so much for listening.

This is an original track.
I recorded the piano myself. Some elements like certain string parts, ambient sounds, and subtle adjustments were programmed using MIDI — although some of the string sounds were also played and recorded using an electric piano.
This track features vocals by Koharu Rikka (小春六花), a singing voice synthesizer.

The lyrics are as follows:
静かな月夜に包まれていた
眠れない夜を許した心

夜明けが来れば全てが消える　
最後に残した言葉は『ありがとう』

それが君の最後の言葉なら
僕はずっとこのまま忘れない
まだ心は温もりを感じていた
夢を続かせて　もう少しそばに

時が進む速さを知った
気がつけば朝を迎えて歩き出す

見つめ合った瞳は優しくて
もっと先の未来を信じてた
僕だけは何も見えずただ未来を思った
『愛してる』それさえも言えず

それが僕の最後の言葉なら
君はきっと優しく笑っただろう
そしてきっと僕らの心には
そんな恋の最後を告げてくれただろう



（English Translation ）
Wrapped in the quiet moonlit night,
My heart forgave the sleepless hours.

When dawn arrives, all will fade away—
The final words I left were “thank you.”

If those were your last words to me,
I’ll never forget them, not ever.
My heart still felt your gentle warmth,
Hoping the dream could last—just a little longer.

I learned how fast time can move;
Before I knew it, morning came, and I began to walk again.

Your eyes, when they met mine, were so kind—
We believed in a future far ahead.
Only I stood there, unable to see,
Thinking of the future, unable to say “I love you.”

If those were my final words to you,
You would have smiled so softly.
And perhaps, within our hearts,
That was how our love quietly came to an end.

Last Words

Recorded in Modesto, Ca. Featuring King Chico vocals from The Philippines. Selmer Alto Saxophone solo. Vibraphone solo, Gibson L5 Jazz Guitar Rhythm. Steinway & Sons Acoustic Piano solo. EKO Acoustic Stand-up Bass. Yamaha Acoustic Full drum set kit. Steinway & Sons Acoustic Piano Rhythm.

Make My Move

Dreamland

A pop song that reflects a little on this and that. Catchy and at the same time, with a purpose. Musically, I've really let myself go, again.

In my world

Hello, my name is David Craig Robertson. I started playing guitar at the age of  12. Before then I had taken piano lessons and played the bass violin in the orchestra in middle school. When I discovered I could play some guitar I dropped all else to focus only on guitar. Maybe not the best decision but I was just a kid. I started playing in little high school band's by the age of 16. We played school dances and assemblies and graduations (commencements) and many party's. The summer of my senior year after graduation, the high school band broke up. Soon after, the high school band reformed as a fusion band. After that I played in a band called Born Naked. Born Naked played in the club scene in East Lansing Mi. for some time. It was a big party. Eventually I played in a band called Random Access. After Random Access I got married and started a family. During this time I started playing in Church. No more drunken party's for me. I ended up playing guitar in a Mega Church. I was also playing in christian rock bands. Also I had my own original band called Strange Truth.  At this time I decided to stop playing gigs and just write and record music.
 I am practicing, writing and recording. I hope someone enjoys the music. That (in a small nut shell) brings us to today.  Peace out man. David.

Razor

David Craig

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