This melody is impressive‼️ Great work‼️

More a chant than a song, something beautifully tribal to me...

very powerful, goes forward well and the melody only

Wow, strong message - thank you for this powerful music 🙏🎶🌈

Love this! Great song and performance Hans-Michael!

Shock the Algorithm

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Welcome to EchoLandia! 

... where I hope you meet an echo of yourself on the dance floor. 

Open to critical feedback on the production and mixing. Wanted the bass to be clearer and drums sharper. But got tired of tweaking knobs. 

Influences: Jamiroquai, Daft Punk, Deee-Lite

Copyright free photo from Prexels

EchoLandia

A rough and ready summertime rock & roll song. Discount Jimmy Buffett.
A salvage title is a car deemed a total loss by an insurance company.
From the album "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025)

Lyrics:
I surround myself with my friends 
That I know and love
Kick those bad times
Down the stairs
A little shove
Even when we're hurt
Drinking a toast
To the last rotation of the earth
You should know by now

We're living life with a salvage title
I'm out of sync
With my circadian cycle
Your molecular structure
Looking vital  🤪 
Salvage title

Take the time
And disregard all the rest
I'm at the Ramada Inn
Under house arrest
They say life is just a little test
I took off my shirt
To get this off my chest
You should know by now
This kind of spirit never goes away
It just becomes something else

We're living life with a salvage title
Getting sunshine
In tiny vials
Kicking down the portals of time
For an on time arrival
Salvage title 
Hot dog (yeah ) !!!!

Salvage title
And if you're coming over tonight
I'm going to be up late
Dancing with myself
Like Billy Idol

Salvage Title

When I was a kid, I had toys on my brain but now kids today want video games.
***
She says there’s a really overpowered character in in this video game that she likes
There’s a really overpowered character in in this video game that she likes
It’s my favorite game daddy she says please won’t you let me buy it
I say no, no, no, no, no no, no, ten dollars a week that’s too much money to spend
Ten dollars a week five hundred twenty dollars a year
I say no, no, no, no, no no, no, ten dollars a week that’s too much money to spend
Ten dollars a week five hundred twenty dollars a year

When I was a kid I’d ask my parents for toys and a lot of times they’d say no
Cause funds were tight and there were places where the money had to go
And now the shoes on the other foot and I’m starting to understand
I’m not pooping money like Daddy Warbucks
I’m not buying expensive drinks at Starbucks
She keeps wearing me down and there’s only so much I can take
And I know that sooner or later my resolve is going to break
Food clothing and shelter, Maslov had a hierarchy of needs
But if you drill a little bit deeper down into the weeds
There’s lots of other things that we all want
I say no, no, but eventually I’ll give in, cause I’m fighting a battle that I know I just can’t win
I say No no but eventually I’ll give in, cause I’m fighting a battle that I know I just can’t win
I’m fighting a battle that I know I just can’t win

The No No Song

(written and recorded in 2020)

Don't look backwards

I want nothing from you

Backwards

Brand New track on the Rocks! Summer 2025 and let it roll with my brand new track called "I Keep Protecting my Soul".

Purchase it digitally via #bandcamp: https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/track/i-keep-protecting-my-soul

(p) & (c) 2025, STA.

lyrics:
I keep protecting my soul
There's nothing more sacred than my soul
I keep protecting my soul
The body dies, it's eternal the soul

Clear is conscience, i am free i am alive
Sleeping in peace not with fear with opened one eye
I never harmed anyone, don't owe a dime
i am keep paving with gold this road so up high.

I Keep Protecting my Soul

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers

here comes the album's opener, a melody and playback I wrote and produced 6 years ago with no text idea until yesterday when two guys met to drag the whole world into the abyss with their f....g egos while the whole world watches helplessly and prefers to focus on its own little lives. it's not they, it's we who mess it up then. writing lyrics has never been easier for me than in this case. and I didn't waste much time to direct my virtual singer, the AI seemed to understand the topic instantly...

Street life, busy business
Fast food in the air
Driven spirits never rest
Ant-like, here to there

Pigeons flutter up in fright
someone honks their horn
Baby crying, welcome shouts
An impatient groan

Chips to go, a scent of spice
Old man with a cough
Kids are joking, running wild
Never get enough

No more
We’ve fucked it up
Won’t get it back
No more

Dripping ice cream, lovers flirt
Lady shakes her head
Little girl with curly hair
Upset with her dad

Office buildings line the walk
Modern people swarm
Air-conditioned honeycombs
Just a little worn

Groundhog’s day without a Phil
Living on repeat
To ignore what’s taking place
Right beyond our street

No more
We’ve fucked it up
Won’t get it back
No more

No more
We’ve fucked it up
Won’t get it back
No more

No more
We’ve fucked it up
Won’t get it back
No more

No more

ΠΙΕΣΤΟ

“Jazzy-Jam” by Luke

Working on my Piano 🎹 pieces and in between creating these fun tracks .. easy listening  with catchy beats..
Thanks to all my friends and fans for the well wishes ❤️


Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & B-Guitar & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Jazzy-Jam”  by Luke

Ray (https://soundcloud.com/user-364196783-552705040) and I went back to the well, and came back with this.

You Oughta See

CROSSROAD.

======================


November 2024.

This is a more electronic composition with a small piano touch at the end.

I try to capture in music the decisions we must constantly make in life to follow our path. I've made some wrong decisions in my life... who hasn't? But at least I can say that I made them on my own and they weren't induced, even the wrong ones. That allows me to overcome, for the time being, any regret or frustration they may cause. I believe most are irreversible because they can cause unforeseen damage, even to other people, if you backtrack and choose another path.

Happy summer, everyone.



Cover art by Vilkasss (Pixabay)

Hardware. iPad 
DAW Music Studio 2
Mix…. Yes…yes… my car 🚘

24 Tracks MS2 and Old Forum Xewton
1 Track XPad
2 Tracks flowtones
2 Tracks Sunrizer
1 Track FM player


Next….First eclipse on mars.

Crossroad

Everyone will eventually decay...
I put those feelings into it!!🌳🍃🌳

thank you for listening！！

DAW: Cubase pro 14

Spotify↓↓
open.spotify.com/artist/312MPUfW0fyacOfLoDMc9u

Instagram↓↓
https://gate.sc/?url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.instagram.com%2Fsuperps32023%2F%3Fhl%3Dja&token=68bce4-1-1686833662817

And decay...

Feeling bummed that I had to write this.
****
Music , lyrics and vocals Joe Stroffolino
Copyright 2025
Instruments:
Organ:  Playing Midi Keyboard with Logic Pro Grand Organ
Wurlitzer (keys):  Playing Midi Keyboard with Logic Pro Wurlitzer Classic
Guitars and Bass: PG music real tracks
Drums:  EZ Drummer 3
***
Lyrics: 
Another shooting in the news, it made you sad and angry
You couldn’t get the images out of your head
You thought you’d get involved and maybe protest or send some money
But you’re sending out your thoughts and prayers instead

We’ll clean up the broken glass, allow more time to pass
And the next time it happens; we’ll just send out more thoughts and prayers again
We’ll wipe up the blood from the floor, say we can’t take it anymore
Thoughts and prayers are free; there’s no skin in the game for you and me

The images they really got you very angry
You tell yourself it’s time to stand and fight
Then you drink a few beers, and you binge watch all night on Netflix
And the next day everything feels all right

Sitting in your easy chair, sending out a thought and prayer, thinking maybe you should do more
But you’re just a cog in the machine, besides the world is cruel and mean
And really, it’s just easier to ignore

Thoughts and prayers, blowing a bunch of hot air
Maybe someday you’ll turn your platitudes into action
You go about you’re your busy day, hoping there’s a better way
but you spin your wheels and don't get any traction

Thoughts & Prayers

Every Now & Then

I have decided to take you into my studio lair for a peak into the cobwebs, corners and hidden nooks; the very mad-house of my thinking, or at least as best I can recollect the moments of……"Song Creation". I will use a single song to highlight my process. My friends and fellow song creators may recognize strands of their own process here, however, it is understood, that song formation has no right way or wrong way. It is as individual and eclectic as art itself. That is what keeps it fun. I will keep the write-ups short but will pile them on in increments until you or I have had enough. You can find these write-ups at this link: https://davidhusted.com/blogs/1-sleeping-softly-in-this-bed/posts/7601774/one-song-s-journey

Thank You

Dave

Song Lyrics
Eclipse
By David Husted


I'm trapped by a devil who controls the scrolling screen  
When I come back up I can't remember my name
so filled with dread cuz I'm waitin' on that judgement day
Swipe away this lonely pain

Tik-Tok, Reels and YouTube Shorts  
I'm jacked in, I can't abort
Cut this thread or waste away

Woke up on the sand with waves erasing your name
Eclipse, burning my eyes as she takes me to a higher plane
This veil of flames, and I don't know how much time remains
As daylight dims, this might be it
This might be it, will I taste the world again?

It's been three days since I threw my phone away
All went quiet but the tears and body shakes  
And the day light bows to the moon's deep blues
And in this mystery, I still miss you
 
Tik-Tok, Reels and YouTube Shorts  
I'm jacked in, I can't abort
Cut this thread or waste away

Woke up on the sand with waves erasing your name
Eclipse,  burning my eyes as she takes me to a higher plane
This veil of flames, and I don't know how much time remains
As daylight dims, this might be it
This might be it, will I taste the world again?



Eclipse

BehindTheShades

*Stein* (Single deutsch)

⚡ Synthwave energy unleashed! ⚡ Shock the Algorithm returns with a brand NEW album — Ultraviolet Cosmos.
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

🌌 Available NOW on Bandcamp — grab your digital copy today and step into the neon! 🌌

welcome to my english stuff written over the past 40 years as well as recently. so far I let my guitar "sing" (to be listened/watched on my yt page/link below) but thanks to my AI persona, which I challenged in endless programming sessions, I now have the opportunity to bring these songs to life with emulated vocals templated via my melody/arrangement backing tracks, my lyrics, and a lot of prompts to suno 4.5+ and suno 5. 

SO, THE SONGS REMAIN SKETCHES – but at least now they are complete. hugs for listening!

speaking of AI: while spotify finally wants to introduce mandatory labeling for AI, here on sc, deception is still rampant and increasing. those who publish AI-generated music and lyrics without disclosing it seem completely unconcerned that they are cheating their listeners, the community, and musicians with authentic works.

some even explicitly state in their bios that they do not use AI, even though their music, and often their lyrics too, have clear AI signatures that any good online detector can identify in seconds and even assign to specific programs. 

this suggests: zero ideas, zero musical talent or feeling, zero effort, zero work. just pressing a button and out with the stuff! 

sure, everyone has the right to hold the attitude behind such behavior. but it not only makes a mockery of all genuine musicians and their craftsmanship, but also of all musicians who take AI seriously and use it musically, not as a machine for cheating, but as a new way of implementing ideas.

so please stand by what you do, and how you do it! the world is full of fakes. don't become one of them. of course, you can adorn yourself with borrowed feathers, but that doesn't mean you can fly;-)

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