I get irrationally upset
When you won't come into my bed
But I do it because I like you
I'll be your chauffeur and I will drive you

I like the way your palms always sweat
Like you're taking a high school test
I wanna fall in love with you
It's been two weeks, that'll do

You make me the type of nervous where I don't want to eat
And all my friends know
That's not where my nerves go
That's not where my nerves go
That's not where my nerves go

And I'm recording an album about heartache as I begin to fall into love
And I'm recording these songs about loneliness, but I'm looking down on it from above
I am content
And I'm on the mend
It's just around the bend
You're the means and you're the end
I played the game
I stood out in the rain
But you took all the pain and you kissed it away

Almost five full years of shit brought me straight into your lips
I've got a list of awkward hugs
I've got a pile of dirty mugs
You remember everything I say
When I forget it the next day
Crawl in at 2am with me
In the morning we'll have tea

You make me the type of lazy where I forget to brush my teeth
And all my friends know
That's hard for me to let go
That's hard for me to let go
That's hard for me to let go

And I'm recording an album about heartache as I begin to fall into love
And I'm recording these songs about loneliness, but I'm looking down on it from above
I am content
And I'm on the mend
It's just around the bend
You're the means and you're the end
I played the game
I stood out in the rain
But you took all the pain and you kissed it away

And I am waiting, holding on to every breath you take
And I am scared shitless 'cause I don't know what kind of life you want to make
I'm anticipating losing all of this in a day
If you do break me
I'll try to fake it and I'll support you, babe

Now I am writing an album about heartache as I begin to fall out of love
And I am writing these songs about loneliness, as I'm crashing into it like a truck
But I'll be content
And I will mend
The things that you broke when I thought you were my friend
I'll get back in the game
If it's shine or if it's rain
And I'll take all my pain and I'll kiss it away

Almost two full years of bliss brought me straight back to this shit
I've got a list of awkward hugs
I've got a pile of dirty mugs

Dirty Mugs

Must Be Dreaming

I sing "Sleepin’ Under" with raw emotion, my voice carrying the weight of longing and danger. The song is built on the deep pulse of my guitar and bass, weaving a hypnotic rhythm that feels both seductive and haunting. The groove is steady, bluesy, with a touch of noir—like a slow walk down a neon-lit alley at midnight.  

The guitars whisper and howl, soaked in reverb and grit, sliding between sultry melodies and dark, brooding chords. The bassline moves like a slow heartbeat, thick and steady, holding everything together while the vocals rise and fall like waves in a storm.  

Each verse draws you deeper into the intoxication of desire—an obsession that feels as thrilling as it is dangerous. The lyrics drip with temptation, wrapped in the smoky atmosphere of late-night tension. By the time the chorus hits, the sound swells, pulling the listener into a whirlwind of passion and consequence.  

"Sleepin’ Under" isn’t just a song—it’s a mood, a world where danger and seduction blur into one. It’s the sound of losing yourself, slipping under, and loving every second of it.

Sleepin' under

Verse 1:
You always start a show
And I fall asleep
You like to hog the bed
While I steal the sheets
The kitchen light is on
But we forgot to eat
It’s alright
It’s alright

We’re always making plans
Then we change our minds
I forget the date
You forget the time
But somehow babe
It all works out fine
It’s alright
It’s alright

Chorus 1:
Cause when it’s all been said and done
Take the doggies on the run
Together we have so much fun
Before the party has begun

Verse 2:
Sitting on the porch
Strumming my guitar
While you paint the house
Splashing on the car
We don’t have a clue
Who the neighbors are
It’s alright
It’s alright

Chorus 1:
Cause when it’s all been said and done
Take the doggies on the run
Together we have so much fun
Before the party has begun

Chorus 2:
Cause you say come and hold me tight
And you say everything’s alright

Verse 3:
You call me on the phone
I don’t answer
I never can remember
The password
You never let me get in
The last word
It’s alright
It’s alright

Chorus 1:
Cause when it’s all been said and done
Take the doggies on the run
Together we have so much fun
Before the party has begun

Chorus 1:
Cause when it’s all been said and done
Take the doggies on the run
Together we have so much fun
Before the party has begun

Chorus 2:
Cause you say come and hold me tight
And you say it just feels so right
And you say it’s a lovely life
And you say everything’s alright

Chorus 1:
Cause when it’s all been said and done
Take the doggies on the run
Together we have so much fun
Before the party has begun

Before The Party Has Begun

Written and produced by © Don Minolta // Minolta Records
Artist: Dylan Stiggler

Another day
and I’ll be fine
I’ll be leaving this behind
I can only stop and talk
For a moment

Remember when
We moved in
And we’d say
hey over the fence
And we would
take the time
To talk about
The song birds

Mister Sampson over there
How’s your garden?
How’s your hands?
How’s Betty Anne?
Man, old man
It’s good to know you

We load the car 
In the garage
The room I used
To play guitar
Where we washed
Our dirty clothes
Was now as quiet
As a roach

We raise the door 
It slides along
The idle motor
Hums a song
As we reverse 
Into the world
It fades to nothing

Mister Sampson over there
How’s your garden?
How’s your hands?
How’s Betty Anne?
Man, old man
It’s good to know you

Mister Sampson you take care
As we drive by
But he’s not there
The road is old
the pavement’s cold
The panes are busted

Mister Sampson

For An Instant

Vincent Howe is singing，Let's listen to the music.

Super Grinder

Track 10 of Between Suns album

Excuse the rude interruption, but I've got to tell you
This thing’s sinking quickly and it’s gonna kill you
It's too late to solve it with an intervention
But there are some ideas we’ve yet to mention:
Sacred string of words, holy manuscripts
Healing energy fields, electromagnets
We’ve got to get you cleaned up and out of those dress clothes
I’ll explain to you now how the sickness will unfold

It starts with insomnia and a gradual pneumonia
And when you start to cough blood, they’ll quickly disown you
And you’ll have to be open to an uncertain surface
To put your tired feet on, while we perform the surgery

Let’s get you better friend
Let’s get you better friend

When your ligaments break and your anger is toothless
With Antigone’s shame, knowing you didn’t choose this
Some will kick out the ladders, but most are indifferent
When your ashes are scattered, they’ll quickly forget you
The other night I looked up at Orion, and though he has no eyes
I could tell he’d been crying...
Up in darkness undying, I recalled the time when
You held up a lantern to a face on some money
And with comic perfection, declared its bankruptcy
Friend, I wouldn’t worry about which direction
Waters are all murky and all connected
And I wouldn’t fret who comes to your shores now
The windows are blurry inside every lighthouse
But my God! I said more than I meant to say
I just get on a tangent, get carried away...
I shouldn’t worry you all about the future
So often I get lost in all the minutiae
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But let’s get you better first
Let’s get you breathing first
Let’s get you water for your thirst
You’ll be up and at it again
And the wheels will start to spin
And we’ll worry about this then

Then

Moment With You

When Night Falls

Just like that and I'm so gone
Just one word and all is done
   and said, and set in stone

Never thought that I would love
Then again that's just a thought
   a memory to be let go.

And thats the end of summer's sun
Of hearts that burn from touch to touch,
   I let it bleed out from my soul.

Rebound from her touch
The softest skin sent me flying
Free from all love
Can't believe I really had somebody

---

I cannot sleep 'cause I dont know
	if things are real or chemical
I dream up fake things in the cold
	Think the pain brings me some warmth
She's been moved on, had several
    It's hard to cope, while clinical
My feet kick down a dirty road
	Said I'd see the world, but what's the point alone

If I told you you're my only friend would you let me go?
If I told you I feel lost would you kick me out the door?
If I handed you a lie would you try break it open?
If I gave you all my breath, would you keep me choking?

I 
Rebound from her touch
The softest skin sent me flying
Free from all love
Can't believe I really had somebody

jg - Just Like That

Federico Gerhardt is a multifaceted musician whose repertoire spans blues, pop, and funk, showcasing his versatility as a singer, harmonica player, guitarist, and cigar box guitar enthusiast. His profound musicianship is complemented by his skills as a composer and luthier, crafting instruments that resonate with the soulful essence of his music. Gerhardt's journey in music is marked by a deep connection to the blues tradition, yet he seamlessly integrates elements of pop and funk, creating a unique sound that captivates audiences. His mastery of the harmonica and guitar, combined with his emotive vocals, make his performances unforgettable experiences. As a luthier, Gerhardt brings an artisan's touch to his instruments, each piece a testament to his dedication to music. His compositions are rich tapestries of sound, weaving intricate melodies that tell stories of life, love, and the human condition. Gerhardt's music is not just heard; it's felt, reflecting his passion for exploring the depths of musical expression.

Sleepin' under

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