This song is a duet , a story of hearts broken and mended. 

 Never give up.“Dear, Heart It’s Time” acts as an intimate letter to the self. Rooted in the American tradition of honest songwriting, the track explores the difficult resilience required to heal old wounds. Sholer strips back the over-production common in modern radio, opting instead for a sound that is organic, spacious, and emotionally direct.
Produced with a high-resolution workflow to capture the nuance of every instrument, this track is designed for listeners who value sonic clarity as much as lyrical depth. It connects the dust of classic country with the precision of modern high-fidelity recording.
"I wrote this when I realized that holding on was hurting more than moving forward," says Cary Sholer. "It’s a wake-up call. I wanted the production to feel like that transition—starting fragile and resolving into strength."
Quick Pitch for Curators:
The Vibe: Authentic, Story-Driven, Warm.
Genre: Country / Americana.
For Fans Of: Willie Nelson, Johnny Cash, Sturgill Simpson.
Production Note: Produced in Pro Tools with a focus on dynamic range and spatial depth, distinguishing it from the "Loudness War" of modern streaming.
About Cary Sholer: Cary Sholer is a Pacific Northwest-based artist and technologist. With a lifelong passion for high-end audio and signal purity, Sholer brings a technical ear to the emotional landscape of Country music, crafting songs that sound as real as the stories they tell.

Dear, heart it's time.

“NO PERMISSION” — STORY (KNOX JARD’S POV / DEBUT ANTHEM)

No Permission is Knox Jard staking his claim in a world he was born into but never asked for.

The son Mayzon never knew emerges with raw energy and defiance, carving space for himself amidst the chaos of backroads, algorithms, and viral fame. Every glitchy beat, distorted 808, and punchy vocal chop signals: he’s here on his own terms.

Knox doesn’t wait for approval, guidance, or recognition. He pushes boundaries, challenges the rules, and commands attention—his arrival rewriting the family code.

By the final hook, the message hits loud and clear:
He doesn’t need permission.
He’s already running the system, and the world will have to catch up.

no permission

This track is inpired to the Valcava pass, which is located in Lombardia, in the provence of Bergamo at an altitude of 1340 mt.
It connects the San Martino with the Valle Imagna valleys. 

The video is available here: https://youtu.be/-IVTN8OJJdI
The place offers a spectacular view of the landscape and I had a really good time  riding to it with the motorcycle.

The image is taken from a graffiti you can see on a concrete wall, there on the pass.

Valcava

From the Brahms' 3rd Racket album, “Highlights from the Peloponnesian Wars” - this is the SHORT version of the tune, which ends kind of funny here, because on the CD it segues into another song and then segues back for the big finale, complete with a rockin' Reelin' in the Years style guitar solo. Hit me up and I will send you a copy. Extra points if you can find the quote from Charles Ives' "Unanswered Question."

Highlights from the Peloponnesian Wars

Square Root of a Shoofly Pi

JC's son came up with the word 'Lasermaze' - we liked it so much, we used it as the starting point for a song!

LYRICS:

Keep it in the corner
In the shadows
In a worn-out suitcase
Hiding in the corners
You can find me in a maze of light

Keep it for the weekend
It’s only two days to Friday
Speak it, you’re among friends
You’re a beacon in the dead of night

I see you dressed in white
We are in a maze of light

Lasermaze

Monday6 is an Albuquerque, NM Rock/Jazz inspired band.

Lyrics:
LOST IN YOUR EYES
MUCH TO MY SURPRISE 
I CAN’T LOOK AWAY 
I GOT NO STRENGTH TODAY 
LOST IN YOUR EYES
SUCH A BEAUTY WHEN YOU SMILE
YOU TAKE ME BREATH AWAY
I CAN FEEL MY DARKNESS FADE
I CAN’T LOOK AWAY
ALL ELSE TURNS TO GREY
FEEL LIKE I COULD SOAR
NOT BROKEN ANYMORE
I CAN’T LOOK AWAY
TIMELESS IN YOUR GAZE
LIKE I’VE FOUND WHAT I AM FOR
NOT BROKEN ANYMORE
LOST IN YOUR EYES
NO MATTER HOW I TRY
NO I CAN’T BREAK FREE
YOU’VE GOT A HOLD ON ME
GOTTA KEEP MY DISTANCE HERE
CAN’T LET YOU NEAR
ALREADY TURNED TO STONE
PLEASE LEAVE THIS HEART ALONE
HOLDIN ON WITH ALL I’VE GOT
FALLIN HEADLONG I CAN’T STOP
I’M BLINDED I CAN’T SEE
ON THE EDGE OF YOU AND ME
IF THIS IS REAL, I’LL SEE IT THROUGH
OH TELL ME WHAT TO DO
YOUR EYES A WINDOW TO MY SOUL
NOW THE KEY TO ALL I KNOW

Written by Dave Prince
Vocals by Dave Prince
Guitars- Phil Shapiro
Bass- Dave Gray
Drums- Mike Sargent
BG Vocals- Dave Prince
Mixed and Mastered by Phil Shapiro

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Lost In Your Eyes

One Two

I made this song for my home state, as well as someone telling me, there is no evidence that its my home. So for the record, yes i am, born and raised, my whole life.

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CS5 - Oregonian

instagram: www.instagram.com/stwonderlandofficial

Satan's Boogie (Demo)

Omar Akram's beautiful masterpiece "  Dancing With The Wind " arranged and performed by Sabine Alexander.

Dancing With The Wind

A song about starting a new life

LYRICS:

You moved south and you changed your life again
Your big mouth put you in a world of pain
The weight of the world upon your shoulders, strained
Your clean slate is shimmering in summer rain

You fell in with a band of miscontents
They taught you how to think in just the present tense
Life seemed pretty sweet for a time, on the sunshine coast with a bottle of wine
Until the past caught up, put you back into line again

We can do anything

If you marry me, we’ll make this all real
Our souls we’ll adorn with faith that we’ll steal
A look in the eye, a kiss on the mouth
With hearts open wide we keep moving south

Take a breath and you’re back on track again
Engine on and the fire is crackling
Take my hand and we’ll run through the sand to where the ocean spray brings an end to the land
And we can swim along to the sound of the mandolin

You moved south and you changed your life again
Your clean slate is shimmering in summer rain
The weight of the world upon your shoulders, strained
Your big mouth put you in a world of pain

Keep Moving South

David J. Kemper is a composer & producer from Chicago, Illinois, city of big shoulders, (former) hog butcher to the world, and home of Nelson Algren, Carl Sandburg, John Dillinger and Al Capone.  It has been speculated (by Mr. Kemper) that the gritty, rough and tumble energy of the streets from whence he hails has given extra bite and backbone to the sounds that he comes up with.  It is a theory, anyway.  Don’t think.  Just listen.  

The music featured here is but a modest selection from the ever-growing DJK repertoire, solo releases (Wet Work), as well as his "other" band/project/whatever, Brahms' 3rd Racket.