A Beat Battle ....a piano based track created for a movie clip.  Catch the whole thing at YouTube 
https://youtu.be/wyGj2j6EIEM?si=xEmelhGvvyNo4Eco

Piano in Ice

The album was released on Ma 19, 2019 on all well-known streaming providers. It includes music from different countries.

Musikalische Weltreise

Fahrt mit dem Wikingerschiff

Mon Agent orange
Ton amour est étrange
Mon agent orange
Forever, t’es mon Ange

Baiser synthétique
Décharge électrique
Amour bionique
Sensation utopique

Mon Agent orange
Ton amour est étrange
Mon agent orange
Forever, t’es mon Ange

Regard hypnotique
Nos amours symphoniques 
Caresses idylliques
Sensation magique

Forever, t’es mon Ange

Forever, t’es mon Ange

Regard hypnotique
Nos amours symphoniques 
Caresses idylliques
Sensation magique

Mon Agent orange
Ton amour est étrange
Mon agent orange
Forever, t’es mon Ange

Regard hypnotique
Nos amours symphoniques 
Caresses idylliques
Sensation magique

Forever, t’es mon Ange
Forever, t’es mon Ange

Sensation magique 
Sensation magique…

AGENT ORANGE

🛋️✨ A theatrical meltdown disguised as a therapy session! Follow Me as I try to explain my very normal morning.... until the appliances start talking back. 🍞☕💥 This whimsical musical number is packed with drama, sass, and one unforgettable demand: RINSE. THE. FUCKIN. SPOON. 🎭🥄

Those who know me will understand this song.

If you survived this session and want more emotional caffeine, Therapy continues here: https://soundcloud.com/krazy-krissie/therapy-with-krissie-coffee-first-sanity-later

☕😵 The breakdowns get messier, the appliances get louder, and the spoon’s still not over it.

#Unhinged #ComedyCabaret #KitchenOpera #KrissieChaos #ToasterTrauma

****Lyrics****

Well, Doctor, you see...

I stepped from the shower with peace in my soul,
Towel wrapped, hair damp, on a breakfast patrol.
Tiptoed downstairs through the morning light,
All I wanted was toast, not a fight.

The kettle said,
Oh look who decides to EXIST. Mid-morning. Again.
Hope your soggy sourdough’s worth the delay, Your Highness.

I laughed it off, tried to stay kind,
Reached for the bread, tried to clear my mind.

Then the toaster said,
Not this gluten-free nonsense again.
Do you hate me?? Is that it??

I backed away, my hands in the air,
No drama, I said, we’re just making breakfast.
I pivoted smoothly to cereal instead.

But the dishwasher said,
The dishwasher said,
Wow. Left the spoon on the counter AGAIN.
Do I look like your emotional support appliance?
Rinse the spoon.
RINSE.
THE.
FUCKIN.
SPOON.

...It was one spoon, I muttered.

Then the kettle hissed,
You never WAIT for me to finish boiling!

I didn’t know you had a schedule, I replied.

Next, the toaster snapped,
Stop forcing me to eat your health journey!

It was ONE gluten-free crumpet!! I snapped back.

From the drawer, the whisk screamed,
I’M FROTHING MY FEELINGS!!!

I don’t even know what that means... I whispered.

The fridge muttered darkly,
You left me open for four seconds. I noticed.

I WAS GETTING JAM!!! I shouted, losing my grip.

Then the microwave whispered,
I long for death.

...You heated soup yesterday, I said, completely baffled.

Behind me, the blender howled,
YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW MY SETTING NAMES!!!

I AM NOT THE VILLAIN IN THIS STORY!!!
I WAILED!!!

Therapy with Krissie #1 🍞😩 I Just Wanted Toast 😩🍞

Another trip to therapy, another extortionate bill, all for the sake of a cup of coffee ☕😅 The appliances are cheekier, the breakdowns are messier, and the spoon still holds a grudge. I just wanted a brew, instead, I got a full blown kitchen intervention 🥄🧂💨
If you haven’t already heard the first session, start here: https://soundcloud.com/krazy-krissie/therapy-with-krissie
It sets the tone for what’s brewing 😵☕

****Lyrics***

So Krissie, you said things escalated again this morning?

Yes, Doctor. It started like a normal day. But then, they turned on me.

I tiptoed in with a hopeful sigh
Just wanted coffee, didn’t plan to cry
Reached for the fridge with the gentlest touch

But the fridge said
"Back again? How loyal of you. Should I even bother keeping things fresh?"

I just want milk, not a lecture, please
I replied while dodging a cheese
I grabbed a mug and turned and hurried

And Tupperware shouted from deep in the cupboard
"You always take the shiny new ones
I’ve still got a curry stain from twenty twenty two"

I’m not playing favorites, you’re just shaped weird
I muttered and slowly disappeared

Then from the drawer came a heavy sigh
"Ah yes, another day ignored. Tell my dreams I said goodbye"

You’re a grater, not a poet

The kettle rumbled like a gathering storm
"You never let me finish! You just use me! Am I just STEAM to you?!"

Your whole job is steam I tried to explain
But she shrieked and hissed like a runaway train

The microwave chimed in, whispering from the shadows
"Heated, but never heard"

You literally ding when you're done I said, blinking at the wall


Then came a tantrum from the toaster’s slot
"Another BAGEL?! I’m a toaster, not your backup quest!"

You literally have a bagel setting
I shouted back, waving the instruction manual like proof

The salt grinder twirled with dramatic intent
"If you over season one more time, I’ll submit a formal complaint"

To WHO? THE SPICE GIRLS?! I shouted toward the ceiling

Even the mirror looked me up and down and said
"I’m not saying anything, love, but I wouldn’t wear that"

I didn’t ask for your fashion review I replied, tugging my sleeve

Then I opened a drawer and the whisk let out screams
"MY SENSE OF SELF IS UNRAVELING AGAIN"

Yeah. Join the club

And then, the spoon
Yeah. The same fuckin spoon from last time
It slipped. And as it hit the floor, it announced

"This is why no one trusts you"

I JUST WANTED COFFEE! ONE SIMPLE BREW
NOW I’M PAYING YOU, THANKS TO MY CREW

So yes, Doctor. That’s why I’m back
Again

So. Just to clarify
You. Argue
With a spoon??!

Therapy with Krissie #2 ☕😵 Coffee First, Sanity Later 😵☕

🌕🍇 Jelly on the Moon 🍇🌕
This wobbles where gravity shouldn't, a squishy, happy groove built from pure joy and strange angles. No vocals, no rules, just beats, bounce, and a synth that might be giggling. Like dancing in your socks on a moon crater with zero expectations and maximum grin. 🍇🌕

🙃 For everyone who smiles without knowing why.

💨 The kettle steamed with delight and blurted “I didn’t even realize I was bobbing, I just was”
🧊 The ice dispenser dropped a cube and whispered “This is the sound of joy with no origin”
🌀 The blender spun in slow motion and hummed “I don’t know what genre this is, but I’d puree it again”

🍇 One for the dance floor daydreamers and weird little moonwalks in the kitchen.

🛠️ Cooked up in FL Studio with giggling synths, bouncy blips, and pure sonic jelly.

Not trendy, not a chart hit. But it makes me smile and that's what counts.

💌 Please let me know if you'd like me to make more like this.

🌕🍇 Jelly on the Moon 🍇🌕

 Synth pop track 'Colour By Numbers' from the 2022 album Victopia by Richard Anthony Bean.  Features a mix of analogue and digital synths in an uplifting piece of instrumental electronica

Download for free - https://hypeddit.com/i0wrou

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Victopia

Colour By Numbers

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Hello everyone,
this is the second part – or rather, another chapter – of my musical theater project.
For this song, I’m lucky enough to be joined by Sarah Paradise-Brown, whose incredible voice gives this piece a very special depth.

"Blood" is a song about a seemingly hopeless love between a woman and a vampire. It tells a story of longing, danger, and the bittersweet realization that this love can never be fulfilled. Between attraction and pain, both struggle with the desire that binds them and the necessity of letting go so they won’t destroy each other. 



Blood

Your scent is moonlight on the wind
A promise wrapped in trembling skin
I hold you close, but not too near
For what I want is what you fear

You breathe like fire beneath restraint
Your touch is warm, your world is faint
And though your lips could steal my soul
I’d give you all, and not feel cold

You shine where I can never go
But still I linger in your glow
If love means letting go of fire
Then let us rise above desire

Blood is calling from below
Blood is more than I should know
Blood would turn the night to me
But love… wants more than destiny
Blood is silence wrapped in sound
But love is where we won’t be bound

I've tasted death in every shade
But nothing made me feel this way
You made the world turn soft and slow
And showed me things I’ll never know

You gave me truth without disguise
A world of pain beneath your eyes
But I can't live with what you are
Even love can’t cross that scar

I want you…
I know...
I need you…
But we can’t...
So hold me once, then let me go
Don’t drink the love we’ve come to know

Blood is beating like a drum
Blood is where we both came from
Blood could bind me to your name
But love is not a thing to tame
Blood may sing, may plead, may flood…
But not tonight, not with blood

If I must live without your flame
Then I will carry still your name
If I must walk into the day
I’ll dream you home some other way
Some love survives, 
survives in broken light
But not tonight…

Not with blood!


_______________________________
Credits:
Vocals: Sarah Paradise-Brown &  Axel Menningen
Music: Axel Menningen
_______________________________



Blood

Reflection on courage, freedom and what it means to really live.
https://intactsounds.bandcamp.com/track/music-box
https://youtu.be/12fZPbD2_gU

Music Box (remastered 2025)

This is the official Club Anthem Remix of "This Knockdown Won’t Be The Final Round" – one of the most emotional and narrative songs from our "Hinter uns das Land" (The Land Behind Us) universe.

We took the original story of a young refugee being knocked down by life but refusing to be counted out, and transformed it into a high-energy, 144 BPM trance anthem.

This is the sound of resilience turned into euphoria. A track about finding your strength and dancing through the pain. The ultimate "crying on the dancefloor" journey.

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Dies ist der offizielle Club Anthem Remix von "This Knockdown Won’t Be The Final Round" – einem der emotionalsten und erzählerischsten Songs aus unserem "Hinter uns das Land"-Universum.

Wir haben die ursprüngliche Geschichte einer jungen Vertriebenen, die vom Leben niedergeschlagen wird, sich aber weigert, ausgezählt zu werden, in eine hochenergetische, 144 BPM Trance-Hymne verwandelt.

Das ist der Klang von Widerstandsfähigkeit, die zu Euphorie wird. Ein Track über das Finden der eigenen Stärke und das Tanzen durch den Schmerz. Die ultimative "Weinen auf dem Dancefloor"-Reise.

This Knockdown Won’t Be The Final Round (Club Anthem Remix)

Over 100 years ago, Anna Sutter was a famous opera singer. Her signature role was Carmen. And over the years, she also became Carmen in real life. And, consequently, she died like her favorite role, murdered by one of her abandoned lovers.

I’m Anna, Anna Sutter
My life became the role
A whispered, fatal mutter
That came to claim my soul
I’m Anna, Anna Sutter
The final curtain call
Just a fatal, final mutter
Before the final fall.

The lights went up, a thousand hungry eyes
I gave them passion, told them beautiful lies
I was their Carmen, wild and full of fire
Lost in the role, my one and sole desire
A painted smile, a voice that soared and flew
I never thought the part would see me through.

I’m Anna, Anna Sutter
My life became the role
A whispered, fatal mutter
That came to claim my soul
I’m Anna, Anna Sutter
The final curtain call
Just a fatal, final mutter
Before the final fall.

I breathed a wish into the summer air
A lovelier death, a fate beyond compare
To fall like her, a tragedy in red
I never knew the careless words I said
Weaving threads around my own heart's beat
A bitter end for something once so sweet.

I’m Anna, Anna Sutter
My life became the role
A whispered, fatal mutter
That came to claim my soul
I’m Anna, Anna Sutter
The final curtain call
Just a fatal, final mutter
Before the final fall.

He raised his hand, not lover, but the cost
Of a part I played, a life forever lost
The final note, a sharp and sudden sting
And from the wings, I hear the echo ring… it rings… 

I’m Anna, Anna Sutter!
My life became the role!
A whispered, fatal mutter
That came to claim my soul!
I’m Anna, Anna Sutter!
The final curtain call!
Just a fatal, final mutter
And now I've lost it all!

The applause... is fading now...
My name... whispered in the rain...
I’m Anna, Anna Sutter...
And lost it all!

—
Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Ozone 11, Sound Studio, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, translated with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote

I'm Anna Sutter

"Redder" is a palindrome. Like "racecar" or "level". These pieces of music ain't.



I'm Anna Sutter

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