The photo is of my beautiful talented little grandaughter, Luna.  She is a moonbeam! Moonbeams are merely reflections of the sun that come to earth in waves of reflected light at night.  They are reflections of a greater glory just as we who have inherited "Imagio Dei" are also reflections of a greater glory.  How do others see us. Perhaps as the dark side of the moon reflecting nothing. That would not be the case with Luna!

Moonbeam

"Voici la version piano solo de Équilibre."

Je joue avec deux notes qui se répètent, inlassablement, comme un battement, une respiration. Et puis, le piano s’échappe, se libère en un solo où je cherche cet équilibre fragile entre tension et harmonie, entre le contrôle et le lâcher-prise

iLS AIMENT  OU PAS /

Music Festival
Hello Lui l'artiste,
"Equilibre Piano Solo" is a magnificent and captivating piano performance. The piece features attractive notes, creating a mesmerizing and rhythmic pattern. 

DJ Chase
Hey, Wat Up Wat Up Lui L'iartiste Paix, amour et prospérité Ici DJ Chase, en direct de New York. Merci pour votre soumission. La chanson est géniale. J'adore le son. Excellent jeu de piano. Un son vraiment génial. Je vibre avec ça. Continuez votre musique géniale, Salute from Harlem, NYC

AFIF
WOW!!! The rhythm is awesome. The melody is fantastic. The artist ability in playing piano is impressive. Thank you for sending your song to me. I'll add it to my playlist. I really impressed with this artist and I would like to hear more releases in future.

RTRP Radio
Thank you for your submission. We enjoyed your song very much. We appreciate the musicianship that is presented in this song. The quality of this record is awesome.  We would like to hear more of your material because you do have a great sound.

Gabriele Carone - NewAir Studio
Dear Lui,
thank you very much for share your track.
I'll add the track on my Spotify's Playlist.
Greetings

Indiefferential Magazine
Lui l'artiste with another great composition that really has you listening to this over and over! The piano is so good here! I love the mix and those notes really hit hard on the headphones! I love how there is a continuation and lovely transitions between every section! Great work!
Looking forward to your future projects! We will share it on Instagram. It will also be featured in our printed magazine. All the best for 2024! We wish you a great and creative year ahead

AKO MUSIC
Molto molto carina. Mi piace, bella. Sembrano due persone che si cercano e rincorrono incessantemente. Esecuzione e composizione eccellenti. Bravo

EQUILIBRE VERSION Piano solo version

Je plonge dans la musique avec l’envie de capter l’essence de notre époque.

Mes morceaux s’inspirent des fractures et tensions politiques, comme celles des élections américaines, où chaque décision semble réécrire l’histoire. Avec une approche instinctive et sincère, je cherche à composer des bandes-son qui traduisent l’ambiguïté, le chaos, mais aussi l’espoir. Je ne prétends pas tout maîtriser, mais je compose pour provoquer une émotion, une réflexion, une résonance.

Crash Democracy_1

Ma musique, c’est un peu comme mon journal intime,  Elle traduit ma vision du monde, mes coups de cœur, et surtout mes coups de blues face aux grands bouleversements de notre époque.

J’essaye de transformer tout ça en poésie musicale et en petites histoires sonores. Bon, je ne vais pas mentir, je n’ai peut-être pas le niveau pour décrocher un Oscar, mais si le cinéma pouvait un jour donner une chance à ma sincérité un peu bancale, je serais le plus heureux des rêveurs

Cineview

rhythm of the night

Le chant du fou

Hara Juku Barbie - rough version

prod. by Astro

Hip hop, rage rap, pluggnb, trap, dark rap

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Full Lyrics:

[Intro]

Niggas be discriminating and I'on like that

Huh Huh Huh Huh 

Ha Ha Ha Ha

(Astro)



[Verse 1]

Livin' with a pop in a sock

Poppin' off shit like I'm rockin' 

Popping off this shit like a pistol rocket, see I got a metal in stock

Haven't heard a boy with his head in a Rolls Royce is he bullshitting or not?   


That lil bitch screwed yeah huh, fuck that shit imma shoot up the block  
    
She got hemorrhoids like roses, bitch, she lost her gangster vibe 

She wanna stay for the whole night with me nigga, just to drain my stash of wok  

Hold up


AK with a Glock, she pull up to your crib, she some gangster shawty (love you)

This bitch one of a kind, she make me PayPal everything and go

Yuh

  
Hold on,

Bitch tryna get in the Fives

I got shooters and they twinning, yeah, just to pull up with a Glock


SRT got a redeye pack' zooming down no return, yeah, that's a must

Glock-19s, cop a MAC just to shoot up the block with them TECs, yeah hold up



[Verse 2]

That nigga smart

That nigga dead, he cant be seen hanging out with the Fives

She knew me well

She ain't part of the story but she still tag along


That's enough cancer shit she wanna do this song about me, its alive,

its unholy,

its like kodak,

its like film 

Bitch heading

Yuh 


[Verse 3]

This a freestyle bitch,

no time for pictures


Got me dancing, yeah I'm licking

She wanna go

She wanna fuck

She want a SRT and drugs

She wanna work it down my shit


She wanna dress me while I run it back

She wanna play dress up with my shit

Ha!


Ok hold on,

Baby its Opium gang

Homoxide gang, they snotty they wiping their nose they shoot up the gang
 
I'm with that gangster shit, she want a photo, she wanna rock wit' my gang

She cut off my phone she said she wanna pack up she wanna leave me to Ted's home


[Verse 4]

Hit that boy in his chest hit his heart now its chrome, 

lil bitch, that nigga be broke

I told that pussy nigga to leave me alone,

he a pussy lil bitch, I don't condone


I got red, in my cup, Whole Lotta Red, she be finessing
 
Acetone, toxic shit

I ain't gonna die, she don't wanna fu'

My diamonds getting cold, 

She wanna show off what I have


She tryna hop on the bus, yeah a trip to France but we're in Aus

This a freestyle, lil bitch, got it in two takes, yeah I'on even know

My flow going crazy shawty, I'm Bane I copped my fit, no stylist


[Verse 5]

Put a bitch right hand in hoes,

Put a bitch right on her toes

I ordered redrum, she only 20, she wanna have fun, said she older (I-I don't give a-)


She went pooling and I'm sipping codeine with lean filled to the brim of my cup 
 
Just copped a new MAC with a switch, I'm serving X for breakfast now

Send my boy to drop an opp, red-

Red all over his clothes

Red all over his shit

Red all over his nose


She said she gon' mix it up, bitch be lying she call her ex while I serve X in the morning

Call up Bane, yeah I'm Batman, put'em in jail let'em rot, with Meechie in the back, now shut that pussy nigga up for good

I got a Glock-19 them niggas must be scared, blood boiling battle of wits

We be masked up, they be pissed off

X & Sex, pop'em perc, it'd be funny just for them to run off

Better not come back, we be waiting to drop you dead, leave you hanging


[Outro]

Yeah, huh

(Hey twl)

Freestyle [prod. Astro]

Thinking About You:

When I’m scared
I find myself thinking about you
You’re out there and I’m alone in this room

I wonder what you’re doing now
And if you think about me too

Cuz I’m always thinking bout 
I’m thinking bout 
I’m thinking bout
I’m thinking about you

I wonder what you’re doing now
And if you think about me too

Cuz I’m always thinking bout 
I’m thinking bout 
I’m thinking bout
thinking about you

Cuz I’m always thinking bout 
I’m thinking bout 
I’m thinking bout
I’m thinking bout 
I’m thinking bout
I’m thinking about you

Thinking bout em
Thinking about you

Thinking bout em
Cuz I’m always thinking about
I’m thinking bout you

Thinking bout em
Thinking bout em

I can’t stop I still dream about you
My heart beats I’m lonely without you
I climb mountains
To get you here with me, with me
Still dream about you

Wonder what you’re doing now
And if you think about me too

thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking bout you

thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking bout you

I wonder what you’re doing now
And if you think about me too

Cuz I’m always thinking about, 
I’m thinking bout 
I’m thinking bout
I’m thinking about you

thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking about you

thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking about you

Wonder what you’re doing now
And if you think about me too

Oh OH Oh, I wonder what you’re doing now
And if you think about me too

Cuz I’m always thinking about, 
I’m thinking about you
Still Dream about you
Still Dream about you


Cuz I’m always
Thinking about
I’m thinking about you
Wonder what you’re doing now
And if you think about me too

thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking bout
thinking about you

Prisoner of My Mind:

Every day just feels 
like its gonna be the last time 
i open up my eyes cuz i feel so dead inside 
and they wonder why 
why im always high, high

Gotta put this mask on 
hope that this the last one 
i just feel im so done 
no the day just begun 
im not having no fun

Prisoner of my mind
Prisoner of my mind

Mind
Prisoner
Of my
Prisoner

I hate that i feel this way 
tell me ill be okay 
dont know what else to say 
hate that i feel this way 
i dont think ill ever be the same


Prisoner
Of my mind

When i lay down at night
And theres no one else in sight
i think that i might, try

Gotta put this mask on 
hope that this the last one 
i just feel im so done 
no the day just begun 
im not having no fun

Prisoner of my mind
Prisoner 
Prisoner 
of my mind
Mind

This is something that I cant deny
Prisoner trapped inside my mind
I feel like im running out of time

Prisoner of my mind


Beatport

NiQO - Thinking About You (Extended Mix)

NiQO, Kyddo Niko - Prisoner of My Mind (Extended Mix)

🕰 Lip Service Serenade – For when your existential crisis wears eyeliner and watches the evening news.

🎸 Indie Rock × Jangle Pop × Post-Punk
📺 Mood: Bittersweet • Detached • Melodic Jangle • Echoes of Resilience

Ever stared at a politician's lips and thought, “This beat slaps harder than your speech”? Welcome to Lip Service Serenade — a melancholic foot-tapper for anyone who’s emotionally exhausted but still ironically stylish.

Picture this:
You’re sitting on a couch with commitment issues.
A lukewarm tea judges you from the table.
The TV talks nonsense, but those jangle guitars? Pure emotional literacy.

🧠 For fans of:
– Guitars that shimmer like your fading trust in democracy
– Lyrics that sip cold tea with you
– Beats that understand quiet rebellion better than your last date

Whether you’re slowly vanishing into a memory foam pit or just too emotionally fluent to yell at the news, this one’s for you.

🎶 Lip service, baby — sing me away.

Lyrics: 

He’s back on screen in a pixel suit
A halo made of static, a tie too mute
He talks like rain on a plastic sheet
But I just hear the humming of my heartbeat

I sip my tea, it’s gone too cold
The curtains dance like they're growing old
His promises break like Monday plans
But I just watch with folded hands

🎶 His lips move slow, like a vinyl glitch
Sayin’ nothing dressed up as a pitch
I don’t cry, I don’t rage — just fade
To the jangle hum of a TV parade
Lip service, baby — sing me away
In this bittersweet, post-punk ballet 🎶

My couch has grown a memory foam soul
Where I sink like hope through a rigged black hole
The world outside wears campaign masks
But I just count the lightbulb’s cracks

He gestures wide like a silent film
But the meaning’s thin and the vibe is grim
Still, I tap my foot to the distant lie
Like a lullaby dressed in suit and tie

🎶 His lips move slow, like a vinyl glitch
Sayin’ nothing dressed up as a pitch
I don’t shout, I don’t vote — just stay
With the jangle chords in shades of gray
Lip service, baby — fade me away
In this bittersweet, indie cliché 🎶

And maybe tomorrow I’ll care again
Trade silence in for a paper pen
But tonight he’s just a mouth on glass
And I’m a ghost with time to pass

🎶 His lips move slow, like a vinyl glitch
Sayin’ nothing dressed up as a pitch
I won’t dream, I won’t pray — just play
This post-punk hymn in my own delay
Lip service, darling — lead me astray
In this bittersweet, jangle ballet 🎶

Le chant du fou

d.u.d.e

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