Great guitar sounds matey. Nice to hear the real kit. Super vocals. A little different from your ususal stuff, more straight up rock id say. Enjoyed.

Oh, my, Freddy... does this ever rock! Good to hear you again.

Nice vocal arrangement - dense layers of sound :)

nice hard rock drive!  have you ever heard the band Eleven? the vibe is so similar

Nice big rock sound mate, and great vox and harmonies!

Boddi Ynoch Chi ("Drowning In You")

I did  this over 5 years back with Johnny Hazard (JNY HZD) here on Soundcloud. I never released it on my page so I am doing it now before I forget to again. I re-mastered it and took out a lot of my earlier back-up vocals for a cleaner sound. This is Johnny's great music. It inspired me enough to ask him if I could have a go at lyrics and vocals for it and luckily for me he said yes. Even better luck was had when he said he liked it enough to release it on his page back in 2016/2017. We hope you enjoy it.
If you want to hear some great music, go to the JNY HZD page. He is an exceptional guitarist and composer.

Sunday Afternoon

Sunday Afternoon (JNY HZD music)

The Whole World Is Behind You Now

Inspired by Eloy and Yes, this is my first finalized song of the year. It wouldn't be possible without Blessed Studio, Indonesia. More info soon.

Words and Music by Adam Majdecki-Janicki.
Arrangement and Production by Blessed Studio, Indonesia.

Look around
What you see
It is quite another view
What you are
What you'll be
It's the mystery of you

You don't know
Try to find
But you'll never know the truth
There's a lock
On your heart
If you tear this lock apart

You will see
The daybreak rainbows
Waiting for
Showers of your rain
You are not insane
You are not insane
You are not insane

No

Pedestals of greatest minds caught in acid blast
Temples crumble, masses rumble to the Neverlast
Storm is coming, hide you child in your endless dream
Reality is a monster, it ain't what it seems

Crash you down and paint you gray, that's what she would do
But reality is over now, the dream belongs to you
A better life inside your mind, learn to make it real
Heal the masses, let them see, let them live and feel

Someday
I'll find a light there
Inside my soul so blue
I'll find a path that's true
I'll tramp it all the way

Slowly
I'll step inside this
Door to ancient light
Forget the concrete night
And follow to the day

Maybe
You will follow
And you will go my way
All pain will go astray
And we will be as one

"Daybreak Rainbows" (2023)

noxpox - Fidschi Fun

Featured on the album 'Welcome to Dystopia Land' https://on.soundcloud.com/vX696

Feel So Blue

Get Real ©
Riff Beach - RiffWerx 
(Original - 2023)
Closing my eyes, I think of you
And my world is yours to take
You are my dream come true
And, I want you there when I awake
Can't you hear me calling?
You're the one I'm longing for
If we're really here together
I'll never have to dream you anymore
Oh Yeah, Now Baby
Let's Get Real
Oh, No, No, No, I'm not crazy
But now you know just how I feel
Through all the Years
And the Joys....and the Tears
We smiled right through the pain
You know we can do it better
We can build it all back again

Sunny Beaches

Get Real ©

Another track from the new project. Just temporary. Hope ya’ll like it.

Dred Fouglas: Guitars, Bass, Vox, Lyrics
Hatman: Drums, Keys


Lyrics:

I fear for my life, how about you?
There’s cameras in the sky, ants in my soup
The whispering I hear
from a box I keep upstairs
She didn’t belong here, but her parts I used

Now I’m never leaving home, 
they’re waiting for me out there
What I do when I’m alone,
it’s not for them to share
I’ve made my bed of bones,
now I’m the one that has to lie in it

I drank her horny milk and let her legs do the talkin’
Big dark birds flew out when she started coughin’
Her shit-eatin’ cow eyes
and red lips that smiled so wide 
That poltergeist arrived as her face softened

Now I’m never leaving home, 
they know too much out there
What I do when I’m alone,
it’s my cross to bear      
I’ve made my bed of bones,
now I’m the one that has to lie in it

Swinging from a rope tonight in the gallows of the soul With wild eyes and curled lip     I show my teeth to the world

Now I’m never leaving home     
I’ll hang above this chair
What I do when I’m alone,
Won’t be around to care
I’ve made my bed of bones
Its headboard my own tombstone 
now I’m the one that has to lie in it
I’ve made my bed of bones
now I’m the one that has to lie in it

I feared for my life, how about you?
Roaches in my mind, piss in my shoes

Bed Of Bones

01 - SA - Alev Lenz 3 - Interactive Album - Soul of Runner
02 - OT - TM - Women Choir Sustains Uuh Pitch Slides TM- Harps and Vibes - Pendulum Swells TM
03 - SA - ORBIS - Loops Playable - Balafon ConChaCha - Crunch - Tibetan Bells - Shimmer

Alev Lenz - 3 - Drone

A song inspired on an article I once read about Aeham Ahmad, the piano player from Yarmouk, Syria, who's piano was burned by IS.  After this he flee from his country and ended up in Germany. He still plays the piano; you can also find him here on SoundCloud!  @aeham_ahmad




DISCONNECTED

I used to feel free
In my beloved country
There was nothing to image 
that could make me want to leave that place
I used to play piano
And sang songs of love and happiness
Now those days are  gone, those lovely days are gone

I am disconnected
disconnected

My piano is destroyed now
They burned out the devil
My piano was executed and I’m sure 
I would be next if I would stay around too long
So I started travelling
Without knowing where to go
I started travelling
I just had to go.

I am disconnected
Disconnected

I’ve travelled by car, by trains and busses
I walked for many hours
While I sat on boat on the endless sea
I thought it never ended
I’ve waited for gates, without food in the rain 
I crossed 9 borders
Now I here and 
I’m disconnected

I’m disconnected
disconnected

Disconnected

lyrics, vocals: Rekha @rekha-iyern-fe
music, mix/master: Echo Garage

lyrics

WICKED

Well who do you think you are anyway?
You’re not my Super-Star nor anyone elses
HUH! You’re just a Dead-Beat Boy-Friend Baby

How wicked, wicked you are
So low & wicked you are
Ya’ cut straight-into me
Stone cold blooded-ly

So long to re-al-ize
Just livin’ in disguise
Was hopin’ for the best
Our life was only a test

Years dragged on dark
Too painful to recall
Blin-ded by-ai
Your Pretty-Boy-Ploys

I served you well
Instead it was hell
Picked up your clothes
I scrubbed up the floors

And you never cared
Dared to see
How I was
Witherin’ slowly

Di-sin-te-grating
No longer myself
You made me feel
Less and
Less of a…

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your chosen one
You never dared to
Desire me, desire me

Years dragged on dark
Too painful to recall
Blin-ded by-ai
Your Pretty-Boy-Ploys

I served you well
Instead it was hell
I picked up your clothes
I scrubbed up the floor

And you never cared
Dared to see
How I was
Witherin’ slowly

Di-sin-te-grating
No longer myself
You made me feel
Less and
Less and
Less of a…

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your chosen one
You never dared to
Desire me, desire me

(Eh-Eh Ah-Ah
Wo-Oh Oh Oh...Oh
Yeah-Ee-Yeah-Ee
Yeah-Ee-Yeah-Eh)

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your chosen one
You never dared to
Desire me, desire me

Take it away my rockin’ rollers
Cuz’ this girl needs to sing her heart out

Thrash it, smash it, hit me hard
I’m contemplating leaving ya
Thrash it, smash it, hit me hard
I just wanna feel good again
Cuz’ I’m so done

Oh listen up real good
You are so wicked
You're too
Damn, damn wicked
Wicked you are

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your chosen one
You never dared to
Desire me, desire me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me
Wanted me

Rekha and Echo Garage - Wicked

Inexplicably the man know as Dred Fouglas was born in the year 1913 to two women. In some strange way, they both gave birth to each half of his body. He was rightfully left in the woods at birth. In 1917 he was first documented crafting a stringed instrument from bailing twine and shovels. Feared by the town, he was persecuted and declared a "sheehogue" and a "vargulf" despite having 1 confirmed kill against a werewolf.  He fled the town to become an extra in the Roman Polanski film "Rosemary's Baby". Several years later he read from the Naturom Demonto in East Tennessee and began writing songs that are responsible for at least 13 killings. He now resides with his wife and 24 children in the suburbs of Port Banguss, Maine, smoking his pipe and writing gloomy music is his mildewy garage.

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