

Alan Sutton y las criaturitas de la ansiedad - NO TENGO HAMBRE, TENGO ANSIEDAD

Está es una versión modificada, extendida de la versión original.
No me estoy apropiando de nada, no soy el creador original de esta obra, solo estoy compartiendo esta variante que hice.


Alan Sutton y las criaturitas de la ansiedad - NO TENGO HAMBRE, TENGO ANSIEDAD [CORO EXTENDIDO]

EL MUNDO SIEMPRE ESTUVO DIVIDIDO EN Dos - Alan Sutton y las criaturitas de la ansiedad

Jheri Curl Cream Four: The Final Frontier

Verse 1:
In a rut and nobody cares
So tired of climbing up all these stairs
But I know I gotta get up

But when I jump up I fall down
And my head is spinning around
But I know still gotta get up

Chorus:
Run faster than they can
Everybody wants every piece of me in great demand
Push through the sinking sand
There is nothing I have left to give but take my hand

Verse 2:
Everywhere that I can turn
I can feel that the sun still burns
Everyday I gotta get up

There’s no limit to the sky
Why should there be with you and I
If we rise we’re gonna get up

Chorus:
Run faster than they can
Everybody wants every piece of me in great demand
Push through the sinking sand
There is nothing I have left to give but take my hand

Run Faster Than They Can

A Stone Temple Pilots song I recorded on the day Scott Weiland died. For several years I was his personal assistant and we spent a lot of time together touring and at his home and studio in Los Angeles. Scott and his music have had a profound impact on my life.

And So I Know

A love letter written in the language of stars.
This track imagines a constellation not found in any telescope. A trinity of celestial muses lost in the folds of space and time. Each one holds a different force: guidance, mystery and salvation.

With dreamlike textures and cosmic rhythm, the song drifts through parallel skies where love still exists beyond reason. It’s not about chasing answers, but about feeling the gravity of something eternal.

Some stars don’t burn for science.
They burn for memory, for myth and for those who dared to name them.

Zimara

This piece began as a reflection on age, wonder, and the universe. It carries the bittersweet truth that some of us may not live to see the answers we’ve always longed for the moment the sky finally “answers back.”

But it’s also a message of hope. Our place isn’t measured only by lifetimes. It’s carried forward in the songs we write, in the questions we refuse to let go of, and in the wonder we pass down.

The closing nod to Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star reminds us that curiosity is timeless from the child’s lullaby to the elder’s last reflection, we are joined by a shared yearning to understand.

This isn’t just about stars. It’s about legacy, belonging, and the truth that even if we don’t grow into tomorrow ourselves, a part of us will.

Some of us are too late in the day
To see the gates swing open
To watch the sky answer back

But we’ve left our fingerprints
On the glass of the telescope
Our breath fogging the lens
For the next set of eyes

The truth is our place
Isn’t just measured in lifetimes
It’s carried forward in songs
In questions that refuse to die
In the wonder we hand down

So even if I don’t grow into that tomorrow
A part of me will
In the echoes, in the chords
In the starlight that remembers
We once asked

Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder what you are

Oh, how we wonder

Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star
How I wonder what you are

Oh how we wonder
What you are

Yes we wonder

Footnote to the Stars

I Feel Alive

rough draft of a song i’m working, love is all u got in this life

the trees - rough draft

Masterplan came from a question I ask myself often: the kind of world we’re living in, and how it keeps carrying us along. Sometimes we choose, sometimes the current decides. The song doesn’t try to give a final answer; it’s just a snapshot of accepting uncertainty and moving forward.

I recorded it with voice, acoustic guitar, keyboard, and harmonica. I wanted it to sound direct, no frills. The guitar holds the ground, the keyboard opens space, and the harmonica breathes where words fall short. If there’s a message, it’s this: we don’t know everything, but we can keep going.

Solo esto

Masterplan

The Jones Girls - Who Can I Run To (Wave Crushers Sunday Edit)

Federico Gerhardt is a versatile Argentine musician who moves effortlessly between blues, pop, and funk.

As a singer, harmonica player, and guitarist, he has made the cigar box guitar one of his trademarks, blending tradition with experimentation in every performance.

His music ranges from the raw authenticity of blues to the freshness of contemporary sounds, always carried by honest lyrics and deep emotional presence.

Beyond being a songwriter, Federico is also a luthier, crafting and playing his own instruments, which gives his work a unique and handcrafted identity.