Lonely Little Thing station

In 2017, Velvet Static released their debut album ‘Council Housed and Violent’. The record's unapologetic honesty and searing anthems struck a chord, establishing them as a voice for the disenchanted and the defiant.

07 Beneath The Layers

Reach Out Through the Gloom

Nashville

Fractured Reflection

Artwork by Vladimir Kush

Written 18 years ago.... is what I'll say in ten years.

I’ve been an addict all my life long
to games I can’t win and puzzles I can’t solve
It’s been some kind of sick fascination
to find myself in impossible situations 
-
and this one is one of those
I’m a deep sea fish reaching for a desert rose
I’m a parking lot, hoping that a garden grows
I’m me and you’re you and my only way through is to divide by zero

you don’t like me much but I promise you this
if you knew me better you’d like me even less
If you could see what goes on in my thoughts
I think you’d personally lead the firing squad

but even though I wouldn’t agree
I’m so flawed, I’d assume I deserve it for something
this song just needs to be worthy of suffering 
I just want you to want something you can’t get anywhere except from me

It puts me out of sorts, but I think you’re my twin
and I ought to sue you for copyright infringement
but i’m sure at the court you’d have this winning defense:
my best is your ground floor, you do all I do and more, you’re improved at the core, so I’d best be out the door, with my obsolescence 
-
but you don’t know the thing you’ve offered
for a minute my sadness has an object
before this it hung shapeless as fog upon me
Now it’s fenced in a daydream that I can keep and smother by slow degrees
(And I guess you'd call that "sorrow laundering")

so even if it’s been in your mind
and even if there were enough time
and even if it’s true, what I swear I have seen
what you’d have to do would split you at the seams
-
it’d never be worth the risk
a dream gambled for so much less
just come clean, a daydream is all this is
some scene, from a movie we probably all saw as stupid kids

I’m sure you can tell most of this is an act
It can all go to hell, as a matter of fact
If I even thought this one could be solved
If I even thought the words could be carved
If I even thought I had something you want 
I’d ruin my life for those lottery odds.

Sorrow Laundering (Acoustic Demo)

TOMORROW

The war in Ukraine
The Earth is unleashed
Blood in the plains
Tomorrow will not come

Women in chains
Tears in chains
Children in pain
Tomorrow will not come

Boats drift
The sea that intoxicates
Boats capsize
Tomorrow will not come

People leaving
To other nations
Die in unison
Tomorrow will not come

But who can believe in a new future
And where do the songs and laughter go?
What chance do we have? Tomorrow

War at your door
The heat carries you away
The harvests are dead
Tomorrow will not come

Fear in the square
The cold that freezes you
The emotion that fades
Tomorrow will not come

But who can believe in a new future
And where do the songs and laughter go?
But what chance do we have?
Tomorrow

Demain

Roberto Hutchins; vocals, guitars, composer.
Victoria Mazpule; keyboards.
Todd Booth; technical advisor.

last time I that saw you
your name in the light
chugalugin’ the comfort
on the stage every night
‘blues’ in that world		
were crazy inzane		
like singin’ your song			
in a runaway train

Pearl, it don’t change
no matter what you fix
or re-arrange
stuck out on that broken road too long
flower growin’ wild in the mud
and now, you can’t change

some bridges you know
should never be burned
some lines you know
should never be crossed
some dreams you wish
would never ever end
but every morning you wake up
in a runaway train

Pearl, it dont change
no matter what you fix
or re-arrange
stuck out on that broken road too long 
flower growin’ wild in the mud
and now, you cant change

you were so far out there
you were so far out there
the last time i saw you
were you waving?
or were you drowning?

Pearl

Be You

Be You (Acoustic Version)

“A Song No One Hears” is a tender and introspective acoustic folk ballad, baroque in tone and lyrical in spirit. Set against soft fingerpicked guitar and delicate strings, it tells the story of a song meant for no one—and yet sung with quiet conviction. Melancholic yet warm, the music captures the quiet power of expression, even when unheard. It is a gentle ode to solitude, memory, and the unseen resonance of the soul.

A Song No One Hears

A song I made in my native language, Dutch. The title means The Spring Night.

Some people who understand Dutch might wonder what supernovas have to do with anything 🤔...They produce the heavy elements that are crucial to life.⭐

Lyrics (Dutch) © Señor Barends

Je ogen die glanzen
In het licht van de maan 
Jij kijkt naar de sterren
En dan kijk ik jou aan 

“We zijn sterrenstof” 
Hoor ik je nog zeggen
Ik begrijp wat je bedoelt
Je hoeft ‘t niet uit te leggen

Alles heeft een begin
Aan alles komt een eind
Je bent er maar heel even 
Voordat je zelf ook verdwijnt

Gesmeed in een supernova
Misschien wel een heleboel
Het zet je aan het denken
Wat is de zin? Wat is het doel?

Je bent nu hier met mij
Samen in de lentenacht
“Ik hou van jou”
Fluister ik heel zacht

Je zegt “Ik ook van jou”
Je hebt me toch gehoord
Ja, wat is het doel?
Ik weet het antwoord

Hier met jou aan mijn zij
Een moment van geluk
Het is misschien zo voorbij
Zoals de dag die ik pluk

Alles heeft een begin
Aan alles komt een eind
Je bent er maar heel even 
Voordat je zelf ook verdwijnt

De Lentenacht (The Spring Night)

Second version of Angeles:

[Intro]
Ahhhhhhahhhh…Ahhhhahhh…

Ahhhhhhh.Ahhhhh…

[Intro]
How could he say that? She thought. 


Did he really think I could be sold and bought?



Where were his dreams and desires?


Did they melt along with his fire?

[Chorus]
The City of Angels, a carnivorous bloom,


unfurled its obsidian petals.



She, a hummingbird, sought its


poisoned nectar.

[Verse 2]
Fame's ephemeral light.


A wraith among millions.



Swallowed by the city's heartless sprawl.


Stardust, a deceptive drug.


Promised a high that could never last.

[Break]
Hmmmhmmm…


Hmmmhmmm…

[Verse 3]
He spoke of broken dreams.


Shards of glass on a boulevard of


despair.



Of gilded cages, fame's cruel embrace.


Just a swell of air.

[Chorus]
His words, mere echoes against the


city's siren song, its intoxicating lure.



Her heart, a captive nightingale.


Yearned for a stage, blind to the cost, so


pure.

[Break]
Ahhhhhhahhhh...Ahhhhahhh...


Ahhhhahhh...

[Chorus]
Angel City, a labyrinth of smoke and


mirrors.

Promised the world, yet gave so


little.



She, a painted doll, pirouetted on


ambition's razor's edge.



Seeking fortune, brittle.


Another forgotten face in the crowd.

[Verse 4]
A ghost in the machine.


Lost in the urban grit.



Stardust, a cruel hoax.


Painted a path leading only to a


bottomless pit.

[Break]
Ahhhhhhahhhh…Ahhhhahhh…


Ahhhhhhh.Ahhhhh…

[Bridge]
The city pulsed, a hypnotic rhythm.


Drawing in dreamers with promises


whispered on the wind.



She, another face, swallowed by the


neon glow.


Clung to the echoes of her own


delusion:


"They'll see, they'll all see. I'm destined


for more, I'm... different."


[Outro]
But the city, indifferent and vast.


Continued its relentless churn, grinding


stardust to dust.



Leaving her another forgotten echo.


In its canyons of shattered dreams.


[Outro]
Hmmmm…Hmmm…


Lost in the City of Angels.


A starlet consumed by the fading light...


Hmmmm…Hmmmm…




Angel City

Quiet Blue

Lonely Little Thing

Lyrics from "Jane Eyre" by Charlotte Bronte 1847, music by Max 2008

The Orphan (from "Jane Eyre")

PRISON BREAK

Dans ma jeunesse enfuie, dans mon adolescence délicate, je vous revois..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUh0Yd77j-E
paroles:
Et si, c'était à tout prendre,
Juste une, histoire à reprendre.
Bribes d'enfance, ou bouts de scène,
ou bien le vent, qui me ramène.

Je vous revois, vous étiez bien,
Je vous revois , vous étiez loin.
Bien loin de moi, et de mes matins,
Je vous revois, vous étiez bien.

La barque glisse, sur la rivière,
Et de nos vies, belles éphémères,
Rides sur l'eau, sur nos visages,
Vies en lambeaux, doux paysages.

Je vous revois, vous étiez bien,
Je vous revois , vous étiez loin.
Bien loin de moi, et de mes matins,
Je vous revois, vous étiez bien.

Que sont, nos vies devenues,
Enfant, je vous ai connue.
Pour passer le Rhône, il faut être deux,
Pour bien le passer, faut savoir danser, danser. 

Je vous revois, vous étiez bien,
Je vous revois , vous étiez loin.
Bien loin de moi, et de mes matins,
Je vous revois, vous étiez bien.

Et si, c'était à tout prendre,
Juste une, histoire à reprendre.

Christian PERUTI
auteur, compositeur, interprète

In my vanished youth, in my delicate adolescence, I see you again.
Lyrics:
And if it were, all things considered,
 just a story to take back.
 Fragments of childhood, or bits of a scene,
 or the wind that brings me back.

I see you again, you were good,
 I see you again, you were far. 
Far away from me, and from my mornings,
 I see you again, you were good.

The boat glides on the river,
 And of our lives, beautiful ephemeral,
 Ripples on the water, on our faces,
 Lives in tatters, sweet landscapes.

I see you again, you were good,
 I see you again, you were far. 
Far away from me, and from my mornings,
 I see you again, you were good.

What have our lives become,  
As a child, I knew you.  
To cross the Rhône, it takes two,  
To cross it well, one must know how to dance, to dance.

I see you again, you were good,
 I see you again, you were far. 
Far away from me, and from my mornings,
 I see you again, you were good.

And if it were, all things considered,
 just a story to take back.

Christian PERUTI
 author, composer, performer

Je vous revois

FragDell is a 24-year-old musician born on April 9. He recently moved to the United States where he continues to develop his creative career. His musical inspirations come from genres such as alternative, pop, indie, folk, hip-hop/rap

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