Check out the animation: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWcefx05U8U

Youniverse (Reprise)

There is a lot of vindictiveness out there at the moment.
Which seems to be saying that it's 'their turn' because of past events.  It is left as an exercise to the reader whether that's a good way to make decisions or not.

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Octa

Twist The Knife In Me, Because It's "Your Turn"

Buy on Beatport

Where has my city gone?
Where is my trip in the sun?
Wait, should I have begun?
Got to leave where you're from?

Where is my fantasy?
Where is my hope for much more?
Take your false sliding doors.
I'll hold out for some more.

Out of the valley, alone, into hinterland frozen.
Oh, my arms are wide open.
My horizon is golden.
Off with my head.
As the sun passes over the trees.
I'll ride on the in breeze.
Keep my horizon free.

Where are my city streets?
Where is my blanket for cold?
One day I will be old.
And, I doubt that I'll know.

What can I say?
I'm just drifting around in the sea.
No ideas to seed.
In the absence of need.

Out of the valley, away, into hinterland broken.
All my alms for the poor.
My horizon is sure.
Off with my head.
Down the river; 
Flows on with the leas.
I'll ride on in the breeze.
Keep my horizon free.

Where is my chandelier?
Who'll meet my consumer needs?
An all consuming greed.
All replete with the weeds.

Where is my parquet floor?
What's a designer for?
Me?
Whilst a-wandering free.
I won't move from this tree.

Out of the valley below into hinterlands frozen.
Oh, my eyes are wide open.
My horizon is golden.
Out of my head, as the sun passes over the trees.
Riding on the in breeze.
My horizon is free.

Hinterland

Already lived story

Another candle, another year
Colleagues nod, the cat says "purr"
The mirror shrugs, the future grins
Life's messy, but it sings

Happy birthday to me!
I'm still becoming who I want to be
Happy birthday to me!
The questions matter more than certainty
The past is gone, the future’s wide
The horizon's closer than I think

The magazines sell panic at midlife
"Buy a car, trade your spouse, dodge the knife!"
But my cat insists the meaning is clear
The lap is warm, the song is here

Happy birthday to me!
The silence teaches more than melody
Happy birthday to me!
The flaws are part of the symphony
I may not dance the way I dreamed
But the spotlight's softer than it seemed

Yes, mortality's a bore
But I've still got books unread
Wine unsipped
Arguments un-won
And my cats, plural, demanding bed space
If this is midlife
Then I call that halftime
And I've always loved the second act

Some friends are gone, some chapters closed
Some seeds I planted never rose
But others bloomed in the strangest ground
And joy's a weed, it sticks around

Happy birthday to me!
The years are chapters, not a eulogy
Happy birthday to me!
The page keeps turning restlessly
The curtain lifts, and I still want to see
Happy birthday to me!

Happy Birthday To Me!

“Summer” is a song that captures the golden glow of memories you never want to let go. It’s about those endless days and sleepless nights when the world felt lighter, friendships felt unbreakable, and love seemed to live in the air. This track is a reminder of the summers you’ve lived — the laughter, the freedom, the bittersweet moments that still play like a movie in your mind. Every note carries the warmth of the sun and the feeling of time standing still, inviting you to relive your own summer story.

Lyrics - 

I see sun rise through the mountains 
It hints me we should go out 

I can’t wait 
See the beach 
When sun hits
Do you know that feel 
Close your eyes 
Feel the vibe
Do not bother 
Be happy with a smile 

Am I dreaming, you know feeling ohh oh ohh 

I see sun rise through the mountains 
It hints me we should go out 
You and I have no regrets 
we live the life, feel so high

Am I dreaming, you know feeling ohh oh ohh 
Am I dreaming, you know feeling ohh oh ohh 

I see sun rise through the mountains 
It hints me we should go out 
You and I have no regrets 
we live the life, feel so high


Merch Store

Summer

Just another day in the life of a humble dictator.
He's down on his luck because he's lost his adherents, then goes on a date, then goes to a party where his traitors absconded to and passes out.
(Maybe the new guy found out how fickle the monkeys were identically....)

Lyrics:

It's going to be a lovely day
I feel it coming to the fore
This Adderall tastes like people need
To get out of my way
In the grocery store

My mood is my decision
And my decisions are generally pretty dark
She was asking for a body count
While on a date with a dictator
And i said i'd write it down
Once i got the figures later

As the weather outside grew stormy
We were discussing the means with regards to the ends
And the general zeitgeist
Billionaire techno-wizard freaks are not your friends
Neither are the normies
But the normies aren't giving masterclasses on the Antichrist

And while she was in Gravesend
Getting a purge of her follicles
She didn't mean to mock
But Disturbing naturally formed alluviums 
Is Almost as diabolical
As someone kicking your xeriscaping rocks
All over the sidewalk

And she said
After taking a breath
Life's daily demands 
Are just now not the same
Remember the early two thousands
When beating demons to death
With your bare hands
Was still a fictional video game

She'd had enough talk of killing
After flicking a piece of ash
She was such a vicious kidder
And then i really had going
A throbbing of my brain
Plus that feeling when
You need cash so bad
You're willing to be the lowest bidder
In an adversary supply chain

Water isn't clear 
But it seems clear because it filtered
What it wasn't clear to 
Which you then didn't evolve to see
What wasn't clear about her
Was that she doesn't kilter
To what would appear to be
What i was involved in
Enough to unequivocally agree

I then went to someone else’s circus 
And all of my fucking monkeys were there
Playing a diabolical form
Of political musical chairs

I'd had far too much of our host's brew
And dozed off as he prattled his parvenu 
Far on into the night
And coming to
I found it hard to believe
The change in his face
With the advent of dawn
His espirit de corps, 
His joie de vivre, 
His coup de grace, 
His deja vu
Were all categorically gone

Not My Monkeys Not My Circus

Artist Name: Loc Dró.
Label: Os Gang da v.c Records Underground.
Streaming Music on: SoundCloud, Apple Music, TikTok and Spotify.
Producer: Loc Dró.
Out Now in: 15/09/2025.
Music: Explicit.

https://music.apple.com/br/song/leave-me-alone/1839049156

loc dró - "Leave Me Alone" ( Instrumental )

In my Mind

Feeling Life - Music and Lyrics by Tom Harris
[Verse 1]
Old friends gather round the fire,
Stories rising with the flame,
Years have flown like autumn leaves,
But the laughter sounds the same.

[Verse 2] 
Children’s voices, grandkids’ eyes,
A future shining through their play,
Every smile a fleeting moment,
Don’t let it drift away.

[Pre-Chorus]
The clock keeps turning,
The days keep rolling by,
But here and now’s the treasure,
We can’t afford to hide.

[Chorus]
Feeling Life,
Every breath, every light,
Feeling Life,
Hold it close through the night,
Feeling Life,
In the laughter, in the tears,
Feeling Life,
Through the passing of the years.

[Verse 3] 
Co-workers, strangers, hands extended,
Each a lesson, each a song,
Life’s a gift that keeps unfolding,
Don’t wait ‘til it’s all gone.

[Bridge]
Don’t let time steal the moment,
Don’t let silence take your place,
Every heartbeat is a lantern,
Shining love upon your face.

[Chorus]
Feeling Life,
Every breath, every light,
Feeling Life,
Hold it close through the night,
Feeling Life,
In the laughter, in the tears,
Feeling Life,
Through the passing of the years.

[Outro]
Old friends gather round the fire,
Stories glowing in the flame,
Take this moment, hold it dearly,
Life will never be the same.

Feeling Life

A 90s new man called Stan - Celebrity roundabouts

A therapeutic journey into a mix of jazz, classical, and a blend of types of electronica.  And a wry, gradual observation that promotion tends to only go as far as you push it.  At least I make my fellow musicians laugh a little.

Twist The Knife In Me, Because It's "Your Turn"

Doug Stoothoff