We drew the sun with charcoal lines,
Built dreams in code, and silent signs.
We were the quiet, we were the choir —
Our Whispers turn the world to fire.
Whispers turn to fire.

We met at night in broken rooms,
With candles lit and quiet tunes.
A whispered word, a sketched-out thought,
The truths they feared, the ones we sought.
I never knew the stars had names,
Or how the body hides its pain.
They fed us dust and called it grace,
But knowledge burns behind the face.
Whispers lit the fire.

We passed the pictures hand to hand,
A secret map, a rebel’s plan.
The world outside began to shake,
When minds awake, the walls will break.
They tried to keep our thoughts on chains,
But seeds will grow in spite of rain.
And every page we dared to show
Lit up a thousand hearts below.

We drew the sun with charcoal lines,
Built dreams in code, and silent signs.
We were the quiet, we were the choir —
Our Whispers turn the world to fire.
Whispers turn to fire.

Whispers turn to fire.

I was nothing but a number.
Now I carry a name.
I was told I’d never matter.
Now I’m part of the flame.
Whispers turn to fire.

I was nothing but a number.
Now I carry a name.
I was told I’d never matter.
Now I’m part of the flame.
Whispers turn to fire.

We drew the sun with charcoal lines,
Built dreams in code, and silent signs.
We were the quiet, we were the choir —
Our Whispers turn the world to fire.
Whispers turn to fire.

We see a world we’ve never known,
Where minds are free and seeds are sown.
Where every child can rise and dream,
And every voice becomes a stream.
We sketch tomorrow on the walls,
No kings, no chains, no silenced calls.

We drew the sun with charcoal lines,
Wrote futures in the darkest times.
We were the quiet, now we’re the choir —
Our Whispers turn the world to fire.
We were the quiet, now we’re the choir —
Our Whispers turn the world to fire.

Whispers turn to fire!

Whispers turn to fire!

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

Whispers Turn To Fire

Rockn Roll Nostalgia Forever
Stytz Syndicate : from the album "Best Before"

Stytz:  comp. arr./voc/guitars/lyrics
Paul Harriman: add. arr./ add. lyrics/bass
Peter Kumpf : drums
Matz Ulmer : keys
Josef Piek : producer / add. guitars

Demigod/ Stytz Syndicate

This song was created and written by: 
J J Samuel
The production, music and vocals were done by: 
J J Samuel 

#Glam/Art pop #Rock #Cello #Introspective #Vulnerability #Dreamy #Theatrical #AnxietyAwareness #MentalHealth 

 “Misunderstood” – my new track,

🌑💔 Feel the raw vulnerability as this story unfolds…
A journey of someone battling severe anxiety 😰🖤 – their daily fight to break free from its suffocating grip.
Fear spirals until they can’t leave the house, trapped in a bottomless black hole 🕳️.
They ache to step out, to show the world what they’ve GOT 🔥✨ – but judgment and overthinking every stare hold them back.
🎧

The coverart 🖼️ is meant to look like “David Bowie”  This song is dedicated to him, I tried to recreate his vocals using AI, he is national treasure and legend. I wasn’t his biggest fan but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t a great artist.  He was baritone singer able to register in the vocal range of B1 to Eb6, he was able to hit high falsetto’s using Tenor agility. He had a Very rare and unique singing style. 🎤 🎶 


Lyrics, 

[Verse 1]
I’m a humble man
with simple intentions,
I’m not perfect
And I find it Hard to fit in! 

[verse2]

Ooh, I’ll shake the sleep dust from my eyes
As a starlit dreamer, I’ll pierce the skies
Shouting my words — I’ll break free!
Let the real me shine for all to..see!

[Pre-Chorus]

Ooh, this modern circus —  
Blinding me!  
My mind’s lost —  
Can’t catch the astral tide!

[Chorus]

Ooh, I’m so misunderstood!
I feel like a stranger in starlight [Pause]
I wish they would hear the shout in my soul,
as inside I’m trying to break free!
Behind this mask — is the real me!

[Verse 3]
They’re staring again, with eyes like eager vultures
They think I’m strange, an embered pulse in a lonesome post
No, no, no, it’s not as it seems!

[verse4]

Ooh, I retreat to my home,  
Away from their harm and circus schemes.  
I won’t walk through oil-covered fields,  
Alone in my sorrow, where fear feeds,  
Swallowed by a black hole’s cosmic scream!

[Pre-Chorus]

Ooh, this modern circus —  
Blinding me!  
My mind’s lost —  
Can’t catch the astral tide!

[Chorus]

Ooh, I’m so misunderstood!
I feel like a stranger in starlight, [Pause]
I wish they would hear the shout in my soul,
as inside I’m trying to break free!
Behind this mask — is the real me!

[Bridge]

Anxiety — let me go!  
I’ll break your hold!  
Dancing to the comet’s call —  
Astral flame, set free!

[ Final Chorus]

Ooh, I’m so misunderstood!
I feel like a stranger in starlight, [Pause]
I wish they would hear the shout in my soul,
as inside I’m trying to break free!
Behind this mask — is the real me!

[End]

MISUNDERSTOOD

Did you ever fear the blank page ? i often do !

Shut up and play !

When doubt suddenly grips me
a blank page
not a single note
my head falters
and then everything freezes

When suddenly the desire eludes me
I can't find the words for my chords
there's no point in lying to myself

Then comes
despair
I can't even move my fingers anymore
I'm really just doing anything
but sometimes I still hear a little voice
that near me
whispers softly
Shut up and play!

When giving it all up is tempting
yes, it's silly
I agree
but I can't help it when it haunts me
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Tais Toi Et Joue ! (Translated)

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/guitarra-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión con Sebastian  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/guitarra-dedicada-al-maestro-jesus-flores-guitarrista
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/guitarra-dedicada-al-maestro-jesus-flores-ver-texto

GUITARRA

No sé bien cuándo fue
ni cómo ni dónde
nos vimos por primera vez
pero sí que recuerdo,
siendo niño en el pueblo,
te miraba fijamente
y después de poseerte
mis dedos bajaban y subían
por tus cuerdas que, al tañirlas,
volaban los sonidos
que para mis oídos
eran como música celestial.

Guitarra, fuiste para mí
como un guardián que me resguardó
del miedo que me impedía dormir
en la penumbra de mi habitación.

Guitarra, fuiste para mí
como la hermana que me faltó:
tu compañía me hizo sentir
la sensación de que siempre existió.

Hoy un hombre ya soy
y nada ha cambiado
porque eres mi don y razón:
el azar quiso un día
que entraras en mi vida
para ser, hoy como ayer, mi pasión.

Guitarra, tú eres para mí
como el mejor cuerpo de mujer:
con tu presencia me haces feliz
con tus canciones me das el placer.

Guitarra, tú eres para mi
lo que de niño mi madre fue
lo que hoy en día me anima a vivir
y me prepara para mi vejez.

GUITAR

I don't know exactly when,
or how, or where
we first met,
but I do remember,
as a child in the village,
I gazed at you fixedly,
and after possessing you,
my fingers would go up and down
your strings, which, when I strummed them,
blew forth sounds
that, to my ears,
were like heavenly music.

Guitar, you were to me
like a guardian who protected me
from the fear that kept me from sleeping
in the darkness of my room.

Guitar, you were to me
like the sister I was missing:
your company made me feel
the sensation that you always existed.

Today I am a man,
and nothing has changed,
because you are my gift and reason:
chance willed one day
that you came into my life
to be, today as yesterday, my passion.

Guitar, you are to me
like the best body of a woman:
with your presence you make me happy,
with your songs you give me pleasure.

Guitar, you are to me
what my mother was as a child,
what today encourages me to live
and prepares me for my old age.

Guitarra AC

Everybody longs for somebody or something.

Longing (Stellar Sound Instrumental)

Coffee ☕ 

I'm awake dear world...
Where's the dose?
I'm twitching
In need of that warm dark roast
I've been watching this kettle forever boil
Breathe dear boy
Oh grounds
Calm turmoil
We're there
Now pour
Oh mighty morning fix
Check favourite mug
1 sugar now mix
Hmmm
We have our fag
We have our brew
Now into the garden you addict you...

Relief, I'm real, I'm alive, I'm numb
Course through my veins
Cure caffeine come
Tame my bark
Aww save my kids
Brew brave my stark
Snaps get their lid
First of too many
Through this day
From sip to sip
Awww keep hitting that grey
The cure of coffee
The seed of sane
Flicking mind bean
Timed happy pain

Caffeine to brain
Coffee my sane
Caffeine to brain
Coffee my sane

_____________________

432 Hz A
Key Gmaj7

Instruments
-Ovation Acoustic and Vocal live
-Kettle
-Hazey pad on keys
-Piano on keys
-Epiphone Electric lead
-Stirring
-Sip and an Ahhh
-Yawn and a stretch
-sniffing coffee
-back door, lighter and ciggy sound
-Gentle sine bells with the yawn

to do
-cajon after kettle boils
-Consider flute or clarinet

Coffee

Another Acoustic version of one of my Christmas songs.  
Recorded in one take with just my vocals and Guitar 
(Capo on the third fret on my Taylor 114ce)
***
Verse 1
I was sitting on the sofa on Christmas Eve
Enjoying the Christmas tree lights
A cup of spiced egg nog in my hand
Everything was feeling alright.
And then I heard something rustling
Inside the Christmas tree
And I saw a furry tail
Waving back at me.
Verse 2
And then it turned around and stared at me
With two little yellow eyes
And I realized I was having
A special Christmas surprise
Chorus
There’s a critter in the Christmas Tree
Santa brought a little surprise for me
If I don’t get that creature out of my home
I’m gonna be spending my Christmas alone
Maybe I could eat for my Christmas feast
But I think a better option is to catch and release
Verse 3
I approached the Christmas tree
And I realized he was no longer there
I searched the entire house
I couldn’t find him anywhere
Chorus
There’s a critter in the Christmas Tree
Santa brought a little surprise for me
If I don’t get that creature out of my home
I’m gonna be spending my Christmas alone
Bridge
So I decided not to worry
And have Christmas at my house anyway
I convinced myself he was a gift from Santa
And everything would be okay
Verse 4
Lucky for me Christmas went perfectly this year
Without a hitch
Now every night I leave a bowl of water
And some carrots and some tuna fish
Every morning when I wake up
The food put out is gone
And sometimes I see cute little footprints
Out there on the front lawn.
Verse 5
I think he comes down the Chimney
The same way Santa does
Cause in the bottom of the fireplace
Sometimes I see bits of fur and fuzz
Final Chorus
There was a critter in my Christmas Tree
Santa brought a little surprise for me
Now when I’m sitting by myself at home
Thanks to Santa I never feel alone
There was a critter in my Christmas Tree
Santa brought a little surprise for me
Now when I’m sitting by myself at home
Thanks to Santa I never feel alone

Critter in the Christmas Tree (Acoustic)

Pull me Close

👀 Watch Duality video  :    https://youtu.be/MKvogoNLeLc

“Duality” is an electronic–progressive rock odyssey that drifts beyond the edges of perception. Layered with evolving synth architecture, shifting polyrhythms, and atmospheric guitar surges, the track dives deep into the idea of the human quantum state—a place where identity flickers, overlaps, and transforms like particles caught between possibilities.
At its core, “Duality” asks a timeless question: What if the world we cling to is only a shadow of something deeper? This track explores the possibility—artistically, metaphorically—that reality might be a constructed myth, a shimmering projection built from code, memory, and belief. Pulses of glitch and distortion echo the tension of a universe that doesn’t always behave the way it appears, hinting at the seductive idea of a simulation-like matrix humming behind the curtain.
Sweeping melodic arcs mirror the feeling of breaking through that illusion—moments where the boundaries of the self dissolve, timelines bend, and you sense the hidden machinery of existence vibrating just out of reach. The rhythm section drives like a heartbeat inside a digital cosmos, while airy harmonics drift like signals from another layer of reality.
“Duality” is meant for explorers, dreamers, and anyone who’s ever wondered whether consciousness is a glitch, a code, or a miracle. It’s a soundtrack for dissolving the surface world and stepping into the vast, shimmering unknown.
 Thanks ChatGPT  !!!

As Vincent Van Gogh once said :-
Thank you for lending me your ear and if you like the sunflowers don't forget to repost, like and follow.

Duality

Free-fallin'....
and then,
Soarin' ......

Lifted Up.....
on Thermals so Warm and A i r y  SOFt
and
Rising H i g h again

FEELing the YES!

Remembering...

Before the Womb
that even you and i
were born 
to  fly * * *

© Gary Courtland-Miles 2025
℗ Gary Courtland-Miles 2025

Soarin *

I'm now taking a six-week digital detox vacation.
We'll see and hear from each other again in 2026!
Happy Holidays!

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

My name is Volker Redder, online I go by "docredder." It all came about because I studied biology and computer science for a long time and received my doctorate as the crowning achievement of my academic career.
As a child, I sang Bach in the church's „Knabenchor Unser Lieben Frauen“ because my mother thought it was good for my soul. And it was, until, thanks to an excellent teacher, I realized that music is like mathematics. After that, I loved not only music but also mathematics and all sciences based on mathematics: physics, biology, chemistry, computer science. So, I went straight into the natural sciences and engineering. Yes, I studied a lot. However, a university career wasn't for me. I wanted to monetize the findings of the various sciences (you can't live on air and love alone) and founded over a dozen companies. Because who wants life to follow a clear formula? I certainly didn't. In addition to adventurous entrepreneurship, the subsequent career in politics (German Bundestag), and a growing family, I was constantly picking up the guitar or keyboard, which is what you do when you want to escape the chaos of everyday life.
Should I say I'm a virtuoso? No. That would be a lie. I'm just too lazy for that. Laziness, or in modern parlance, "efficiency," is a principle for me. And so I founded my "own studio," consisting of a lot of electronics and software. The hipsters call it DIY. I call it "not wanting to act like a big shot and book expensive recording studios." I'm a one-man orchestra, a chef-d'oeuvre who spends all day producing pop, rock, indie, and ambient mishmash until he finally finds it he likes. My menu? Pink Floyd, Genesis, Supertramp, Muse, Zappa, Miles Davis, and many more. Yes, all at once. I told you: mishmash.
There are guys who write music to become famous. Then there's me. I write music to keep myself from going crazy. Sometimes it's funny, sometimes there's melancholy in it, sometimes it's stories from literature or something sci-fi. Or from Tinder dates my daughters have told me. I mean, who hasn't wondered what "being in Tinder light" is? Exactly. I wrote it down. I use everything I can get my hands on: GarageBand, samples, my voice, AI voices, Udio, VirtualDJ, everything! I don't care if purists say it's no longer art. It doesn't matter, the main thing is that my music feels like a window you can look out of and discover something new again and again.
Every song becomes a little adventure. Sometimes I start with a line, sometimes with a feeling I can't shake. It's like an escape from reality, except in the end, there's no escape. And that's a good thing. This is how I stay grounded. Okay, grounded isn't the right word either. Let me put it this way: I've stayed true to myself. And I'm grateful for everyone who listens, shares, or comments.
It makes me feel like I'm not completely alone in this madness. So if you also like songs that don't follow the rules, I'd be happy if you joined in. After all, the world is crazy enough.
You have to fight that with music. I mean, that's logical, right?