Rock Arena & Guitar Vibes

"The adult reconnected with his "Mind" and realised that everything matters"

Video coming soon...

LYRICS:
Was it all at our beck and call
This foetus of all that we reckon
Beyond mountains at night and snaking rivers blind
What is nothing

A glass in my hand, shall we drink
Do we feel and hold it at the brink
Is the silver cord sliced, will butterflies devise
What to think

See the scores of horses there
Smell the tabun in the air
Taste the liquor in your dreams
Hear all the make believe

It's in your mind, that's all there’s to be said
It’s in your mind, those skies in your head
It's in your mind, them before you obsessed
It's in your mind, because love is all that's left
Love

Let’s hit reset, start from new
Who would sense that wish would come true
Those clouded winter stars seen searing past
For what it is

Is this more than just celestial muse
Or a speckled craze cut loose
Clutch my chest to resist, to confess, slip abyss
What if

See the tundra fall apart
Smell the smoke in the dark
Taste cold turkey cigarette break
Hear that lonesome kraken wake

It's in your mind, that's all there’s to be said
It’s in your mind, those skies in your head
It's in your mind, them before you obsessed
It's in your mind, because love is all that's left
Love

Child Of Dirt

Mind

A song I composed, wrote and sang in September of last year but then finished doing the best I can at mixing and mastering it just now. I hope to get all these older projects out and published first before working on my newer projects.

Lyrics:
Tossing and turning. (x4) 
Every night I’m tossing and turning. (x2) 
I can’t pretend that it’s over.
Too addicted to being sober.
Reminiscence now is soaking up my eyes.
Like distant clouds floating in the skies.
Bad blood was going down and out, but water made it thin.
No bones about it now, it’s gone with the wind.
It’s rainwater under the bridge.
And I can smell the scent of the rains in the air, after the thunderstorm, heaaah, after the thunderstorm.
Tossing and turning. (x4) 
I can’t remember what it was like before.
Drops are coating everything that’s outside the door.
But now I have another way to go.
I’m bound to never have to lay low.
I’m scared to discover what’s next for me.
Cause I remember how the thunder affected me.
The lightning’s so electrifying.
And I can smell the scent of the rains in the air, after the thunderstorm, heaaah, after the thunderstorm.

After The Thunderstorm

Instrumental rock, fusion, with guitar centric melodies and improvisation, as well as use of Native Instruments Komplete keyboard Controller and software, as well as some layered samples and loops.

Summer 22

TnT. (Cowboy Kelron)

I didn't set out to write a song.  I didn't even have an idea.  I did, however have an idea for a drum cadence based on what you would hear on TV shows in the 1970s when a bad guy was up to no good.  I also wanted to try that with maybe some seventies style funk bass guitar riffage.

Next thing you know, I've got this little ditty.  Honestly, I think that will be the process for this project.  Begin with a cadence, write the music around it, and let the lyrics do what they want.  This is a neat one, (in my humble opinion).

Also, it follows that the next track should be something on the disingenuous nature of American politicians.  The working title of the track will be "Vote for me you stupid bastard."

Lyrics:
Vintage TV Villain

Flags of state 
Flapping in the wind
On the corners of 
A black limousine 

Riding safely
in his motorcade.
His plans are drawn.
He moves his hand.

With the stroke of a pen,
he spills the blood of men,
and from the pulpit,
He spews his hate.

He preaches death
to all he loathes,
and when he’s done,
the room explodes.

Chorus:
He’s a vintage TV villain.
He lets his minions kill them.

He tells the press
what they should say
and what will befall them
if they disobey.

In a spot lit room
somewhere far away
where no one hears
as they cut skin away.

Or you’ll turn your key
to drive yourself home
and in an explosion,
you will be gone.

Or you’ll take a drink
at your favorite bar,
and you’ll die writhing
on the floor.

Chorus:
He’s a vintage TV villain.
Watch him grin just like a demon.

In a secret lab,
he crafts our bane,
and holds us for some kind of
ransom insane.

He takes what he will;
you don’t have a say.
And if you demur,
he’ll blow you away.

Human life
Has no meaning to him.
Babies, women, and kids
are just insects to end.

Should you even try
To get in the way,
your entire family
will surely pay.

Chorus;
He’s a vintage TV Villain.
His henchmen will just kill you.

Smile and know you’re a devil
without a thought to consequence.
Rule by fear not by wisdom,
blinding the world with all your lies.

Sooner or later,
your own people
will kick down your door 
and take you out.

Chorus:
He’s a vintage TV villain.
Someone really needs to kill him.
Before he blows us all to heaven.

Vintage TV Villain

Gather Up

Remix to ‘Where the bag at’ by city girls. Had an opportunity to have a couple different artists feature on this track, but ultimately had to kill it solo. This ones a banger! I hope you all enjoy!

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Beyzet - Love

https://youtu.be/eYNiyx_x_yA

this song is for those who want to go out but can't get out of nowhere in this long hot summer.

long hot summer

Instrumental music with diverse musical layers. and guitar-centric melodies.

Home Cookin

Home Cookin, a Patrick Mautner and Glenn Scoggins (DoubleO8GAS) collaboration.

Comme Si

I'm not really sure what the fuk I'm up too.

just the way it is

https://youtu.be/-IEcEBFYooY

do you know what you want ?

tell me what you want

Primal Moves

Shersh - Sa

A tribute to my Da. He's a shadow of his former self,but still hanging in there.

I was born in the golden time
Ten years after war
People didn't have too much
But they worked damn hard for more
All those years of uneasy truce
Before the long farewell
The truth of making peace with you
Was to make peace with myself

Well I don't really know if you're a good man as such
I don't really know if it means that much
All those years I held a grudge
But I'm old now myself and I'm slower to judge.

I used to think you hated me and punished me each day
But no father held your hand,no one showed the way
You did your best to guide me through the good and bad
But you never read the book,'How to be a Dad'.

Well I don't really know if you're a good man as such
I don't really know if it means that much
All those years I held a grudge
But I'm old now myself and I'm slower to judge.

Composer & producer

beyzetproduction@gmail.com

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Hey, I love music, this is my passion. I invite
 you to listen and like it!



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Beyzet - Love

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