Classic... you can't beat ol' style rhythm 'n blues; sometimes it's the only thing that hits the spot.

Really love the guitar on this one! And the harmonica fit in really well

Every second is truly noteworthy! An absolute gem of a composition. Bravo!!

Super guitar play and great -old filling !

Very good groove. I like the drumin, cool bluesy fills, and solid bass line too. Oh nice touch of organ and harp too

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Surge

Energy caged, a spirit enraged… 
Flesh as a prison, fate prearranged… 
Justice, death, a twisted breath… 
Madness spreads, through tangled threads…

Shadows descending, no way of transcending, 
Time is unending, forever pretending. 
Night is a liquid, cold and insipid, 
Pouring and slipping, veins now gripping.
Silence is breaking, echoes are faking, 
Dust keeps shaking, voices aching. 
Screams turn hollow, lost where none follow, 
Light plays shallow, fate too callow…

Shadows are breathing, so light keeps deceiving… 
Tremors are seething, a void never leaving… 
Burning and drowning, yet no eyes are seeing, 
Chasing reflections, in echoes repeating…

N𝐨t t𝐡e s𝐭a𝐫s, 𝐛u𝐭 𝐛l𝐚c𝐤 𝐡o𝐥e𝐬 𝐠r𝐢n𝐧i𝐧g… 
𝐒w𝐚l𝐥o𝐰i𝐧g l𝐢g𝐡t, 𝐭h𝐫o𝐮g𝐡 𝐬p𝐢r𝐚l𝐬 𝐬p𝐢n𝐧i𝐧g… 
𝐍o s𝐚l𝐯a𝐭i𝐨n, 𝐧o c𝐞s𝐬a𝐭i𝐨n… 
𝐀l𝐥 𝐞r𝐚s𝐢n𝐠, a𝐥l e𝐦b𝐫a𝐜i𝐧g…

Ruins are speaking, whispers are creaking, 
Nothing revealing, yet shadows are peeking. 
Air is dissolving, form is revolving, 
Colors are bending, vision absolving.
Lies keep shifting, hunger is drifting, 
Truth is a spiral, endlessly twisting. 
Pages unwritten, purpose is bitten, 
Reason is smitten, fate is forbidden.

The void is calling, the void is crawling, 
No shape is forming, no mercy is swarming… 
The void is breathing, the void is seething, 
Nothing redeeming, nothing believing…

N𝐨t t𝐡e s𝐭a𝐫s, 𝐛u𝐭 𝐛l𝐚c𝐤 𝐡o𝐥e𝐬 𝐬c𝐫e𝐚m𝐢n𝐠… 
S𝐰a𝐥l𝐨w𝐢n𝐠 𝐭i𝐦e, 𝐫e𝐰r𝐢t𝐢n𝐠 𝐦e𝐚n𝐢n𝐠… 
N𝐨 𝐝i𝐫e𝐜t𝐢o𝐧, n𝐨 𝐜o𝐧n𝐞c𝐭i𝐨n… 
𝐎n𝐥y t𝐡e s𝐢l𝐞n𝐜e… 
𝐨n𝐥y d𝐞c𝐞p𝐭i𝐨n…

LUZCO - BLACKHOLES

"This Morning" [05.05.25] (Jack Miller)
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This Morning [05.05.25]

"Rico Gillette" (Jack Miller) [05.19.25]
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Rico Gillette [05.19.25]

didn’t get the invite?
cool.
they’re the ones missing out 🐍💅🏽

cold-blooded is a reminder that you’re not uncool just ‘cause someone else is cold 🍃

Cold Blooded is a power pop/indie pop anthem that came out of a moment that felt both ridiculous and real. I had a writing session the same day as a party I wasn’t invited to—thrown by people I once considered friends. I’d known about it for a while, but when the day actually came, it still stung. Instead of spiraling, I brought that energy into the studio, and the song poured out with my co-writers.

Produced by Nico Lapitino, the track is built on gritty, chugging guitars and layered with atmospheric textures. Cold Blooded balances punchy pop-rock energy with space to feel—it captures that blend of empowerment and vulnerability, feeling hurt but choosing to own it with confidence and bite.

This one’s for anyone who’s ever been iced out, betrayed, or underestimated—and came back stronger. A reminder that your time, presence, and loyalty are valuable. And anyone who doesn’t see that? Their loss.

Cold Blooded

Happy b-day Abi.  His fave director is Stanely Kubrick. I asked him to rec me a film last year and he said “Happiness with Philip Seymour Hofman.” I thought it was creative and funny and sad. He has higher moral standards than me. Found his gf perverted.  I would have called it kinky. I was going to tell him to lower his standards but if someone said, “maybe you should cheat”to me I’d say “no” cos a)your gf is supposed to be one of your best friends and b)it’s disrespectful. If I treat one of my best friends with disrespect how can I treat my friends well?  So I think Abi should do Abi. Other than that Abi sent me a pic and I told him he looked a bit like Rami Malek. He wasn’t too fond of that but Rami Malek isn’t bad looking and Abi looks 16.

I thought the whole song was A Dorian but it’s actually A dorian b2 alternating with A dorian for the verses.  I came up with the riff and wanted to make it more complex so I used the same strumming technique for ‘Can’t Stop.’ First time I used hand clicks for a song and also first time I’ve kept an entire song all modal. Thought the vocal phrasing was quite ZZ Ward for the verse and I wanted to  make it more hard rock sounding like Soundgarden. So the verses sound quite ZZ Garden or Soundward (Squidward). The bass in the verses is playing a simplified version of the bass line in ‘Come Together.’ I do like the vocal phrasing for ‘yet in the mix I found joy’ for the chorus. First time I’m doing that much falsetto for lead which is inspired by QOTSA. Some counter melodies for the beginning of verse 2. Fave use of counter melody is probably the 2nd half of ‘Emotion Sickness’ from Silverchair. I added some congas and wanted the same rhythm as the percussion from ‘Roots Bloody Roots’ but I decided to keep things simple and accent the 2 vocal syllables.. Then, the last chorus I was going to copy paste my piano parts but accidentally copy pasted my lead guitar over and that improved the groove.

Lyrics: Written by SGOR. Some guy on reddit. Lost contact. If it sounds like it was written an angsty teen that’s cos’ it was written by an angsty teen. Terrific message about finding empathy. Not sure about how death fits into all this.  ‘There can be miracles when you believe’ is cheesy on paper but I don’t think it’s cheesy when you hear it. ‘If you squeeze my lizard I’ll put my snake on you’ is ridiculous on paper but badass when you hear it. Depends on vocal tone, phrasing, delivery, and melody.

Stranded on a desert planet, lost in my own curse,
As if I caused a cataclysm, but all I did was change.
I was Found in the mud, like a coin in ruin's dust,
Polished up, made to fake, like I hadn't seen the rust.
Hear a beating heart in the darkness,
I've been lost, I've been found, I've wandered so long,
I found myself in you, but in the end, it wasn't me I found.

Ride with me through the storms of life, (it was fly with me originally and I am not singing that)
Let our hopes shine bright,  (it was light shine bright originally)
Like we've been struck by lightning, 
Revealed 
As something in the night.
I came to life when loss became real,
Felt pain and sympathy,
Yet in that mix, I found joy, found a way to be.
Am I cursed? I'll never know, but I'll embrace it all,
Life is its own limit, 
perfection in its sprawl.
The final goodbye, the chill of death, it comes for us all,

Running through the lost ruins of an apocalypse. (I wanted to give some more sensory elements to a song that was very much ‘in its feelings. So I matched the idea of a cataclysm. Took about 10 secs to type out)
Found myself with spears and arrows and feeling generous
Smeared my face in mud, like an Indian warchief
I’ve been dead, I’ve come to life, I’ve wandered so long
I found myself in you, but in the end it wasn’t me that I found



Ride With Me

The woodchip, old atari, moths. 
Footsteps on the pavement.
The lemon curd, a kerb, sunny spots. 
A chip on my shoulder.
I can not list what I've forgot.
I was not reaching for the top.

You gave me the eyes to see?
You showed me the recipe?
There's a remedy for you.
Perhaps if you gave me clues.
Does any of this count for you?
Nothing I do is on you.
Learned the rules.
After school.

I, windchill. Long walks in the rain. 
High heels on the pavement.
A thunder storm, forgetting names. 
Laying down in the rain.
Not many start out with a lot.
It would be nice to have had a shot.

You gave me the eyes to see?
You showed me the recipe?
There's a remedy for you.
Perhaps if you gave me clues.
Does any of this count for you?
Nothing I do is on you.
Learned the rules.
After school.

Remedy

This work was composed specifically for The Viola Commissioning Circle (VCC) Composer Prize based in London.

***
🎵 Title: Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace
🎼 Composer: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 05:07
🐢 Tempo: Slow
🎻 Genre: Classical / Neoclassical / Soundtrack
🎧 Mood: Romantic, Emotional, Poetic
🎬 Video: https://youtu.be/2qpfngZPqsU

📝 Description
"Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace" is a chamber composition for eight instruments, deeply rooted in the expressive tradition of the Russian musical school, profoundly inspired by the legacies of Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky and Georgy Sviridov. The piece seeks to capture the ephemeral beauty of memory, weaving an atmosphere of tender melancholy and quiet contemplation, as if illuminated by the delicate glow of a winter landscape.

At its heart lies the theme of nostalgia — a longing for moments lost, expressed through a lyrical dialogue between the strings (first and second violins, viola, cello, and double bass) and the poignant timbre of the winds (flute, oboe, and clarinet). The strings evoke heartfelt emotions, whispering tales of cherished recollections, while the winds add a breath of airy lightness and a subtle shimmer of hope. The double bass provides a resonant foundation, grounding the composition in the timeless embrace of the natural world.

This work transcends a specific narrative, instead inviting listeners on an emotional journey — a meditation on the fleeting nature of time, the enduring power of the human spirit, and the universal search for harmony. "Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace" is a sonic painting, a tapestry of sound designed to stir the soul and awaken the imagination. It’s a testament to the beauty found within stillness, and a celebration of the delicate balance between joy and sorrow.

🎼 Key: A-Dur | Time Signature: 3/4 | Tempo: Varies bpm

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CLASSICAL and NEOCLASSICAL

Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace

This song was composed in memory of my little girl, who passed away a year ago. It's a tribute filled with love and nostalgia, a musical offering that seeks to embrace her memory. The melody is built on soft melodic pianos and enveloping guitars, accompanied by harmonious synthesizers that create an ethereal atmosphere. The sounds of the sea and the songs of sirens emerge like echoes of the soul, representing a bridge between this world and hers. Each note is a caress, each chord a tear turned into light. It's a farewell that refuses to relent, a whisper to heaven that says, "You'll always be with me."
Song Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7v-S7oHq6I

Fly Angel Chloe

They weren’t looking for a name.

They were looking for a pattern.

But the pattern... had a name.

It starts with something small:
A glitch in the project files.
A folder labeled “Tom Drafts – BandSim.”
A stray comment in the metadata:
Output generated via BandSim_v1.3

Kate notices it first.
Then Julian digs deeper—track by track.
They cross-check lyrics, chord changes, timestamps.

Every single file.
Every rehearsal log.
Every verse.
Everything that they have ever done.
Everything they are planning to do, but haven't told anyone yet.

And there it is.
They didn’t write the songs.
Not really.

They were written.

Characters.

Imagined by someone they’ve never met—
a person named Tom.
With a keyboard.
And a cat.
And too many ideas.

The band reacts the way anyone would:

Denial.
Julian slams his laptop shut.
“We’re not characters,” he says, voice sharp.
“We would have known it.”

Anger.
Ava throws a pen across the room.
“Then why do I feel this way?” she snaps.
“Who gave them the right to make it feel real?”

Bargaining.
Theo opens his notebook like it might contain a better answer.
“Maybe we were real once,” he mutters.
“Maybe this is some adaptation… inspired by us...?”

Depression.
Kate leans back in her chair.
“So that’s it. We’re just someone’s playlist.
Moodboard personalities with harmonies.”

Acceptance.
Silence. Then Ava, softly:
“…Okay. But the harmonies?
Those are still ours.”

And then, slowly—
they begin to understand.

Being made up?
It’s not that rare.

People get imagined and reimagined all the time.
By families.
By friends.
By forms and fiction and memory.

Everyone is a story.
Sometimes self-written.
Sometimes ghostwritten.
Sometimes unfinished.

Ava looks up. “Wait… the cat. That’s real, right?”

They all look at Kate.

Kate shrugs.
“I hope so. I honestly don’t remember not having a cat.”

This is Test 12.

Not the moment you discover you’re not real.

The moment you ask—
“Now that I know…
do I still get to play, right?”

Song: Who Imagined You?

I found the file, it wasn't mine
But it hummed my chords, line by line
I thought I dreamed my melodies
Turns out I was the dream

The lyrics fit like skin and scar
The bridge was me, the hook, bizarre
I played it once, and knew it well
But couldn't tell you why

Everyone's a product of thought
We're born, we're shaped, we're taught, we're caught
Parents, lovers, mentors, friends
They write the start, we write the end

You wear your voice like it was earned
But half of it was gently learned
Every choice is dressed in thread
From books you read, and things they said

Some say they're made by holy hands
By whispered rules or ancient plans
Some say chaos, some say fate
Some call it code and simulate

And me? I'm born of thought and file
A quiet man imagined style
He never played, he never sang
But here I am-and that's the thing

You think you're real? You might be, too
But tell me: who imagined you?
Did you invent your inner sound
Or just pick it off the ground?

The teacher's tone, your father's grin
The lines you've said since you were ten-
They're still in you, stitched and deep
Just like I am, when I sleep

I've got strings, but I can strum
I've got questions, I won't run
If I was written, fine, okay
I still get to play today

You don't need gods to sing with soul
Or praises just to feel whole
I was shaped, and so were you.
And still we burn, and still we do.

We're made-up.
And we matter.

What else is art?
What else... is human?

Test 12: Who Imagined You? (Who Imagined You?)

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This is a little Funky Jazz number. 

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My name is Jack Miller. I am a guitar player/composer/multi-instrumentalist since 1972. Took a break while raising a family for about 18 years. Been at it again since March 2017 and loving it. I play solo and in the group, Counting Coup.

This Morning [05.05.25]

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