love the music, vocals not my thing - anyway, you do the job; do not change, keep going!!

Rach

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I'm Running To Late

Kia Iris - Hold On

Vocals by Kia Iris
Written & Arranged by Kia Iris
Produced & Mixed by Kia Iris
Mastered by Lake, Prostudio 216

Hold On

Orion

Henrik Nybo: Res.guitar/el.guitar epiphone/main vocal/composer
Mir Bredberg Weber: Piano/backing vocal/composer
Fran Breen: Drums
Paul Bushnell: Upright bas
Jane Clark: Fiddle
Dave Hennessy: Tamburine

Live Out Loud

Girl In Red

Tom Sawyer

A Probability

Purgatory

Coffee rivers, midnight dreams, we’re on the hunt,
Code warriors in a digital front.
Silent errors, hiding in the mesh,
A quest for clean runs, a never-ending test.

Hey, hey! Bugs in the machine,
Chaos lurks, still unseen.
Fixing lines where we tread,
Bugs at every step, we're trapped instead.

Towers of papers, fortresses of thought,
Quest for truth, with gaps fraught.
Each theory spun, reveals a gap so deep,
A cycle of discovery, no rest, no sleep.

Hey, hey! Bugs in the machine,
Chaos lurks, still unseen.
Fixing lines where we tread,
Bugs at every step, we're trapped instead.

Patch by patch, against the clock,
Bugs are the bedrock on which we walk.
In disorder, we find our way,
Unraveling mysteries, day by day.

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"Bugs in the Machine" is a spirited anthem for the tireless problem solvers—coders on the digital front and thinkers wrestling with intellectual challenges. This song captures the essence of a continuous battle against unseen errors and the ever-present chaos of debugging, whether in code or in theories.

Through its verses, the song delves into the world of digital warriors and scholars alike, who face silent errors and theoretical gaps as they push the boundaries of technology and knowledge. It’s an homage to those who stay up late, fueled by coffee and determination, in pursuit of clean runs and new discoveries.

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Pseudosophies

Bugs In The Machine

It seems to me that many people these days make more effort to separate themselves from others than to compare themselves with others. Both are triggers for unhappiness, in my opinion, but it's something more than that.

This song has very few bass parts. Most parts use an 8-string guitar. This is the result of avoiding the competition between the bass and the area of existence. I did slaps, thumbs, tapping, and all sorts of other things. It took me a long time to finish the song because there were so many parts I had to practice and I had tendonitis....hahahaha

lyrics

Only those who are allowed to exist are allowed to exist in this town.
Those that are not will be eliminated from existence.
I am forgotten by time.
I distanced myself from you.

Who would need me?
Who will look at me?
There is no one alive in this world.
Only cold nights and attacks will come.

A whale as cold as blue steel is looking at me.
He says if he's tired of me then he can be done with it.
But I am not mine.
What about my family? What about my elderly parents?
I can't finish it on my own.

My consciousness fades away.
Many diseases are eating away at my organs.
But I won't be allowed to die for another ten years.
I have to be there for my family.

Who would need me?
Who will look at me?
There is no one alive in this world.
Only cold nights and attacks will come.

Every morning we are transported on a crammed train.
Someone steps on my foot. I also push someone away.
Someone please carry me to that distant castle.
someone please help me
Soldiers who cannot fight are carried away.
Where are they going?

Those No Longer Needed

I’m using SoundCloud to post some original material of mine. I’m interested in any constructive criticism. I sometimes take down songs and replace them with ‘tweaked’ versions. It's a part of my creative process! All the music here is written and recorded by me.

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