Just the Beginning (The Veil Lifted) Part 2

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In Lak'ech Ala K'in     - -   Freiburg / Germany

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Sometime (AKA The Return Of The Son),  just like my previous releases, shows my love for guitar-driven classic pop & rock.  

Sometime is inspired by the Parable of the Prodigal Son. 

In the story, a father has two sons. The younger son asks for his portion of the inheritance from his father, who grants his son's request. This son, however, is wasteful and extravagant.
He squanders his fortune and eventually becomes destitute.
As consequence, he returns home empty-handed and intends to beg his father to accept him back as a servant.
To the son's surprise, he is not scorned by his father but is welcomed back with celebration and a welcoming party.
Envious, the older son refuses to participate in the festivities.
The father tells the older son: "you are ever with me, and all that I have is yours, but thy younger brother was lost and now he is found." 

It is a story about redemption.

Sometime (AKA Return Of The Son)

Written in 1983 and recorded in 1984. This is the first recording of this song. 
There are also other jams of this song on my channel going as far back as 1978.

RON SNYDER - Fake It & Take It (1984 SOLO DEMO)

At the helm of the second installment of our "Groovegewandt" series is a groove-defying DJ with extraordinary taste, delivering spellbinding narratives into her sets. @gazbeee, hailing from the vibrant city of London.

Groovegewandt #002: Gazbee

checked in already?
explore hotel coco’s 105 minutes of slow disco jams, sleazy funk and house grooves amongst other treats for your ears. Finn‘s mixtape is packed with quality records and promises a listening experience that guides with patience. breathe some space in your emotions and dig deeper. 

FREE GAZA

@finnishhh

Groovegewandt #004: hotel coco

144 MILES

Songwriters: Alex North / Hyman Zaret
©1965 Unchained Melody Pub LLC


Woah, my love, my darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long, lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me

Lonely rivers flow
To the sea, to the sea
To the open arms of the sea, yeah
Lonely rivers sigh
"Wait for me, wait for me"
I'll be coming home, wait for me

Woah, my love, my darling
I've hungered, hungered for your touch
A long, lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me



Live: Unchained Melody (The Righteous Brothers)

"Whisper In The Wind" is a soulful, acoustic-driven original composition that captures the spirit of roots storytelling. Anchored by gentle guitar work and a warm, expressive vocal, the track unfolds with a quiet intimacy—like a letter carried on the breeze.

With clear influences from folk and country traditions, the song evokes themes of reflection, longing, and connection to nature. Its unhurried tempo and organic instrumentation give it a timeless quality, allowing the lyrics and melody to breathe. Whether you're tuning in for the first time or the fiftieth, there's a peaceful familiarity in its sound—like hearing a memory set to music.
Words and Music
Phil Brookes

Performed by Union Alley
©2025 Philip Brookes
All Rights Reserved

Whisper In the Wind

Woow, what a ride! Thank you for that beautiful experience and for the invitation, @serafinaudio and @beateuwe.
I met so many wonderful people this evening. Being surrounded by friends and downtempo lovers made me feel so warm and safe. I also had the opportunity to meet some of my favorite artists, who have inspired me for years and had a big influence on my sound. Hope to see you soon <3

slow child (live) @ Beate Barfuß x Serafin 12.10.2025

Some mornings I sit there in silence and think, “I can’t keep doing this.” Then I remember I said that last week… and I’m still here, still trying, still giving it everything I’ve got. That’s not weakness. That’s strength most people will never understand. Let's own the day

Own the Day

Breaking Free

“Dorelith” feels like a sonic diary that cannot be explained, only felt. 
Available everywhere now via @rareaffair

Dorelith

Buy | Stream

Luca Musto - Dorelith (Extended Dub)

Life is not easy. Keep going you've got this. 

Strength in the Struggle

Life is not easy. Keep going.  You will make it. Especially with a little help from Brazil

Strength in the Struggle 'alt'

In deep slumber, now we dream. We dream of The End. Is it really a dream?

Photo by Alex Sever

Dream Apocalypse (Orchestra)

Remembering the hero's. Theirs and their families sacrifices. Not just for WWI/WWII but for all conflicts.

In the darkness before the dawn,
Brave souls take flight, and the struggle goes on,
Pilots in the sky, soldiers on the ground,
Fighting for freedom, where courage is found.
They sort through the chaos, files in their hands,
Bonds forged in fire, united they stand,
Each heartbeat a promise, each sacrifice made,
Echoing stories of the choices they've laid.

Lest we forget, the battles they fight,
In the shadow of grief, we honour their light,
Through the tempest and trial, their spirits remain,
As the past intertwines with the joy and the pain.

From the fields of France to the coasts of old England,
Their duty calls firm, and they respond to command,
Each sight that they witness, a burden to bear,
Memories woven in the fabric they wear.
In the reeking tubes and iron shards lie,
The death of young dreams, the question of why,
Sons and daughters lost in the storm of the fight,
Each name a reminder, each heart a light.

Lest we forget, the battles they fight,
In the shadow of grief, we honour their light,
Through the tempest and trial, their spirits remain,
As the past intertwines with the joy and the pain.

The tumult and shouting, it fades with the night,
Captains and Kings, they’re lost from our sight,
Yet where do we go when the art turns to dust?
We carry the weight; in remembrance we trust.
No mercy for anyone, the harsh price we pay,
In the face of the horror, the brave find their way.

Because these are the stories of glorious lives,
Of bravery's echoes, where true courage thrives,
Families shattered, yet resilient and strong,
In the heart of the battle, we all belong.
At the going down of the sun, we stand tall,
Remembering the heroes who answered the call,
With every breath taken, we pledge by their side,
In honour and gratitude, their spirits abide.

Lest we forget, the battles they fight,
In the shadow of grief, we honour their light,
Through the tempest and trial, their spirits remain,
As the past intertwines with the joy and the pain.

So lift up your voices, let the trumpets ring clear,
For courage and sacrifice, we draw ever near,
With heavy hearts beating, we carry their names,
Together in honour, their legacy claims.
Lest we forget, through the trials and test,
We cherish their spirits, our heroes, the best.




Lest We Forget

[Verse 1]
Endless worlds spin before my eyes 
Moments birth and die in Atlas’s sighs
Light and shadow fracture, split, collide
I feel the weight of time, nowhere to hide 

[Pre-Chorus]
Infinite loops, yet one pulse remains 
A dying god calling through the chains 

[Chorus]
I stand, I see, I rage, I kneel 
I feel time split and twist beneath my gaze
Through chaos wrought, creation bleeds 
Atlas whispers, shows the seeds 

“16 — 16 — 16 — 16” 

[Verse 2]
Every spark a universe, born and gone
Seconds to centuries, all in one dawn 
Purpose flickers in a failing mind 
Seeking the answer I may never find 

[Pre-Chorus]
The weight of all that could exist
In dying hands, the starwind kissed 

[Chorus]
I stand, I see, I rage, I kneel 
I feel time split and twist beneath my gaze 
Through chaos wrought, creation bleeds 
Atlas whispers, shows the seeds 

“16 — 16 — 16 — 16” 

[Bridge]
Voices fracture, timelines bend 
I reach but cannot comprehend
“Find the pattern. Complete the loop.”
iterations live, universes die 

[Chorus]
I stand, I see, I rage, I kneel 
I feel time split and twist beneath my gaze
Through chaos wrought, creation bleeds 
Atlas whispers, shows the seeds 

“16 — 16 — 16 — 16” 

[Outro]
Worlds collapse, the light distorts 
Atlas fades, the cycle aborts
I linger in awe, in anger, in doubt 
The last cycle ends… the echoes shout 

“16 — 16 — 16 — 16”

16 16 16 16

“Gone Missing” marks Rare Affair debut by Berlin-based @djfehlt, redefining sense of timing and texture by crafting a sound that feels intimate yet elusive. Blending elements of Electronica, Downtempo and Leftfield House, the track unfolds with subtle percussion, a warm baseline and spacious textures that builds a unique tension for itself. „Gone Missing“ is both a statement of intent and a promise. It sets the foundation for what Rare Affair stands for: authenticity, depth, and the courage to let simplicity speak volumes.

Gone Missing

The blue lotus has deep symbolic meaning in several ancient cultures. It is often associated with rebirth, enlightenment, spiritual awakening, and the cycle of life and death.  

Hathor, the ancient Egyptian goddess of love, beauty, music, and motherhood, was often depicted with the Blue Lotus flower. She was believed to bring joy, fertility, and protection to the people. The blue lotus  blooms along the banks of the Nile, its petals unfurling with the rising sun.
Symbolically, the lotus represents the sun’s power to banish darkness and bring forth light.

The blue lotus, with its narcotic properties, aligns with Hathor’s mystical abilities.
It is said that Hathor herself emerged from the primeval waters, much like the lotus rising from the depths.

The Harmonious Dance of the Blue Lotus

A shortened version of MånSkimmer remixed 2025.

MoonShimmer Rebot

MoonShimmer Rebot (MånSkimmer)

Drop your favorite timestamp — I reply to every one.

Michael Jackson’s classic meets the Neon Cowboy universe in a high-voltage rock transformation built for late-night drives, cinematic energy, and clean-guitar swagger.

This version blends 80s glam metal, outlaw grit, and modern rock production — a neon-lit firestorm of bending leads, galloping rhythms, atmospheric horror textures, and a guitar tone that chases the vocal like a cinematic villain.

The iconic Thriller mood is reborn with a ReVAMPd backbone:
Big rock drums
Gritty outlaw vocals
Neon-city atmosphere
Evil-laugh guitar solo
Stadium-punch chorus

“This sounds like if Michael Jackson walked into a neon western universe with lightning hitting behind him.” — early listener reaction

Stream the ReVAMPD Ecosystem

KickA$$ Rock — soundcloud.com/hollywoodpkr/sets/kickassrock

ReVampd Featured Artists soundcloud.com/hollywoodpkr/sets/revampdfeatured

Explore the ReVampd Universe — curated rock playlists built for real fans.

Website — https://hollywoodpkr-vampits.com

TRACK CREDITS
Artist — HollywoodPKR-VAMPits
Stage Name — Michael “Hollywood” Jamell
Original Writer — Rod Temperton
Original Artist — Michael Jackson
Arrangement / Production — Michael Jamell (HollywoodPKR-VAMPits)
Mixer — HollywoodPKR
Master Owner — Michael Jamell
Release — 2025

GENRES
Neon Rock
80s Hard Rock
Alt-Country Rock
Cinematic Rock
Rock Cover

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Hashtag: #ReVampdSeries

Influences & Sound
Neon rock built on an 80s glam-metal backbone, alt-country grit, cinematic horror energy, and hard-rock stadium songwriting. Clean guitars, melodic choruses, punchy solos — the ReVAMPd sound by HollywoodPKR.

THRILLER (ReVAMPd Neon Cowboy Rock Cover)

Something New (Telomeres cover)

Galaxies of Tragedy
Oh where is my sanity?
Poems read for vanity
This can’t be all that’s left of me!

It’s emptiness that fills the void
But when it’s full I get annoyed
I know it’s bull but I enjoy
Staring into nothingness.

Empty echoes in my head
Put me in a place of dread
And I realize that all the books I’ve read
Haven’t taught me nothing.

I’m back at beginning and beginning 
To budge got a grudge and not one nut
But I’m a nut that’ll gut any putz in the palodeum explode on him and load the kid with holes and shit…

Im here now
And I hear sounds
And I’m near proud
Of my mouth
And what comes out

Galaxies of Tragedy
Oh where is my sanity?
Poems read for vanity
This can’t be all that’s left of me!

It’s emptiness that fills the void
But when it’s full I get annoyed
I know it’s bull but I enjoy
Staring into nothingness.

I’m present
And resent
Both the past 
And the future
Feel super
Deal hoopla 
Real shooter
Meal looter
Tree climber
Line doer 
Fine, neuter 
Me I’m zany 
And crazy
And maybe
The day B
Too short
For these
Contortions
Of thought 
Your style
Is store bought
My swag is all wrought 
brought with thought

Im here now
And I hear sounds
And I’m near proud
Of my mouth
And what comes out

Galaxies of Tragedy
Oh where is my sanity?
Poems read for vanity
This can’t be all that’s left of me!

It’s emptiness that fills the void
But when it’s full I get annoyed
I know it’s bull but I enjoy
Staring into nothingness.

Galaxies Of Tragedy Ft. Gina Da Lesbian

🎵 Title: Winter Swallow (Christmas Bell Carol Orchestral Adaptation)

🎼 Original Composer: Mykola Leontovych — Public Domain
🎼 Adaptation: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 02:26
🎛 Genre: Classical / Orchestral / Choral / Holiday / Folk
🎧 Mood: Magical • Festive • Ethereal • Building • Majestic • Mysterious

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📝 Description

A majestic and enchanting orchestral-choral adaptation of the world-famous masterpiece by Mykola Leontovych.

While the world knows this melody as the "Carol of the Bells," this arrangement returns to the authentic spirit of the original Ukrainian "Shchedryk." It tells the story not just of ringing bells, but of a little swallow (the "winter swallow") bringing good fortune and prosperity for the coming year.

This rendition combines a full choir with rich orchestral textures. Staying true to the original's hypnotic and magical atmosphere, the track builds from a delicate beginning to a powerful, celebratory crescendo, capturing the true wonder of the holiday season.

🎼 Musical Details

Key: g-moll
Time Signature: 3/4
Tempo: 150 bpm

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Winter Swallow

Six days on the interstate, one eye on the road and the other on empty. This isn't a leisure cruise; it's a desperate haul with everything on the line. You feel that debt? Hit play and push that final mile.

Something New (Telomeres cover)

Gregg Spychala