In Ireland we have a saying... 'Ya boy-ya!' Meaning 'well done you!' Go on 'ya boy-ya...'  Haha. Sweet track 👌🏼🔆

Super cool‼️ The production is wonderful‼️

Daily Drops

un grand merci à Lena https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520 pour ses cœurs qui ajoutent un peu de douceur, très bonne écoute, merci d'avance.
Steph

Paroles :
Un chemin sans détour
Nos rêves d’enfants de retour
Illumine chacun de nos pas 
Être alors ce que l’on croit
Libéré des illusions provisoires
De ces pensées dérisoires
Partir loin de ces chagrins
L’authenticité n’a pas de fin
Le bonheur caché au fond de nous 
Qu’il faut chercher avant tout
La simplicité si subtile
Un jour rejoindre enfin son ile
Alors Dieu nous parlera
Et il nous montrera la voie 
De l’amour, la sagesse et la vie
Nous le savons, cela n’a pas de prix

Refrain :
Alors décide toi ma belle
Je t’attendrai au bas de l’échelle
Mais ne me laisse pas là
Sinon je vais mourir de « foi »
J’ai préparé tous les bagages
Je te promets d’être plus sage
Encore une fois tu as le choix
Sois ferme et prend bien soin de toi


Spontanément sans détour
Oublier ce vieux compte à rebours
Rechercher à l’intérieur de soi
Percevoir, changer ce qui ne va pas 
Couper les liens qui nous efface 
Dans ce labyrinthe trouver sa place
De la joie à l’intérieur de notre chaire
Capable de percer les mystères 
En nous subsiste une oasis
Qui réanime sans artifice
Accepter de partir en exil
Sans limitation inutile
Une étincelle au fond des yeux
Viendra rallumer le feu
Motivation divine
Cette énergie nous illumine

Alors ou en es-tu ma belle
Je t’attends là, au bas de l’échelle
Ne me laisse pas comme ça
Sinon je vais mourir de « foi »
J’ai préparé tous les bagages
Je te promets d’être plus sage
Encore une fois tu as le choix
Sois ferme et prend bien soin de toi




Une petite place pour l’imaginaire
Un peu d’espace, un bol d’air
Retrouver nos moments disparus
A l’intérieur, le paradis perdu
Fuir les critiques systématiques
Redevenir pacifique
Plonger dans de belles pensées
Dès l’aube se laisser transporter
Les yeux tournés vers l’infini
Au son de douces mélodies
Ecouter son instinct
L’authenticité nous fait du bien
Accepter tout ce qui nous dépasse
Gagner en force et faire face
Ne plus jamais faire le sourd
A tout l’amour qui nous entoure

Alors décide toi ma belle
J’attends encore au bas de l’échelle
Mais ne me laisse pas là
Sinon je vais mourir de « foi »
J’ai préparé tous les bagages
Je te promets d’être plus sage
Encore une fois tu as le choix
Sois ferme et prend bien soin de toi

Authentique

🖤 A coldwave reflection on self love

Watch the video here
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PViF9XC4j3Y
🖤
There's only me
No society
I am free
No apologies

There's only me
What I wanna be
Get on your knees
My enemies

There's only me
In my entirety
And I can see
My divinity

There's only me
Only me
No enemy
For my sanity
🖤
Available for download here 
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There's Only Me

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File Updated: ebow added


Added verse for Ukraine as well as Palestine. The hope is they get the Peace we got from these words after my Grandad wrote them 🙏 Added a Native American chant over the Ukraine verse. Wen-da-ya-Ho
I have bolted on the Ukraine verse. I'll go for a full fresh rebuild of the idea soon

The Orange Wolves
"Oh captive Gaels across the border
Suppressed by wolves of law and order
With sheepish tongue and gun in hand
How slyly they divide our land!
Aided by our Christian faith
Gods message changed from love to hate
This sinful 'state' cannot remain
May God release it from it's pain!
Let secret truths be now confessed
From barracades by sons supressed
While smouldering homes cry out to Heaven
Incense to God by the Orange Devil!
And as the flames of freedom grow
They melt the chains which bound you so
Fear not, dear children, brave and fine
The wolf cannot devour the Lion!" [Papa (Bill Stapleton)1969]

The Blue Wolves
"Oh grafting Gazan's out a little further
Suppressed by wolves, The present "order"!
With sheepish tongue and gun in hand
How slyly they divide your land
Aided by your Muslim faith
May God's message spread love and light
We see your State!
You must remain!
May God release all from their pain
Let secret truths be found and blessed
Move barricades, Bring the food, What beats in your chest?
While smouldering homes cry out to Heaven
Incense to God by this days' Blue Devil!
And as our flames of freedom show
They melt the chains which bound us so
Fear not, dear children,
Its brave you define.
The wolf can never devour our Palestine 🇵🇸"

Fear not, dear children,
Its brave you define.
The wolf can never devour a true Lion

The Red Wolves
Unite with Ukraine
They're bruising further
Weathered by wolves, the present "order"
Indecision,
Guns to head while shaking hands
How slyly they just took your land.
Aided by our ailing aid
May you find power and love
A full state.
We see their hate
Prisoner army of pain
May they retreat to borders sane
May your grain sail free to nest
Our hearts have food
Our grace to your best 
While smouldering homes cry out to Heaven
Incense to God by the Red Devil
As the flames of freedom grow
They melt the chains which bound you so
Fear not, dear children, brave and fine
The wolf cannot devour the Lion!

 [Adapted from Bills poem for the present day - TBD 2025] Free Palestine. We got there. So will you guys. Loads of love from Ireland. Free 🇵🇸

The Wolves

Piano drops

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Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES VRAIS DU FAUX
Ils ont beau dire, ils ont beau faire
Tous leurs sourires sont à l’envers
Beaucoup de trop, et çà se voit
Se sentant haut tant ils s'y croient.
Sous apparence vivent au-dessus
Dans l'insolence voir même plus
Jouant les meilleurs se sentant beaux
En rois de coeur, qui sonnent faux
Riant de tout, même pas marrant
Quand on s’en fout complètement
Ils s’intéressent sans écouter
Et puis ils laissent tout çà tomber.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Ils congratulent dans le mépris,
Nous prennent pour nuls et puis aussi
Sans de scrupule en font leurs vies.
En tête de rang, la bonne place
Tous les gênants ils les déplacent
Se faisant grand  ils les remplacent.
L'hypocrisie en bandoulière
Car çà aussi ils savent la faire
Ils continuent, se croyant fort
Tout au-dessus, voir plus encore.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Tout çà se voit et on le sent 
Alors pourquoi perdre son temps
Laissons tomber une fois pour toute
Plus les garder sur notre route.
Car peu importe, faut avancer
Fermant  nos portes, les oublier
Laissons les dirent, laissons les faire
Prendre un soupir à l'ordinaire
Sentiments sains, bons ressentis
Pour que demain, saine soit la vie.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

THE TRUES FROM THE FALSE

No matter what they say, no matter what they do
All their smiles are upside down
Too many, and it shows
Feeling high as they believe in it.
Under appearance live above
In insolence see even more
Playing the best feeling beautiful
In kings of hearts, who ring false
Laughing at everything, not even funny
When we don't care at all
They are interested without listening
And then they drop it all.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

They congratulate in contempt,
Take us for rubbish and then too
Unscrupulously make their lives out of it.
At the head of the row, the right place
All the troublesome ones they move them
Making themselves big they replace them.
Hypocrisy on the shoulder
Because that too they know how to do
They continue, believing themselves strong
All above, even more.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

All this can be seen and felt 
So why waste your time
Let's give up once and for all
No longer keep them on our way.
Because it doesn't matter, you have to move forward
Closing our doors, forgetting them
Let them say it, let them do it
Take a sigh at the ordinary
Healthy feelings, good feelings
So that tomorrow, life will be healthy.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

LES VRAIS DU FAUX

at the disco
goin’ all the way
with a speedball
on an empty day

i wonder if i stopped my cryin’
i wonder if i stopped now

crooked halo
all you’ve got today
your dependents
better back away

i wonder if i stopped my cryin’
i wonder who i’d be now

in the moonlight
goin’ all the way
to the river
gonna watch for day

i wonder if i stop my crying’
i wonder what i’d see now

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Thanks to Cheesemont Paisely-Paisely, Jacques DiCroce, Janine Levinson, David Weiss, and Wheelwright for encouragement and the fine tooth comb.

Pity Party

The track is inspired by the rise of AI in the ARTS.....which I see as coming from the "dark side". I don't condone it and am very much opposed to it. We can already see the confusion it has caused regarding copyright etc. I have no doubt that in the short term it will prevail, however "real" art will survive as long as all artists (musical and otherwise), continue to create. Not having a crystal ball, prevents one, maybe for the better, seeing how the future pans out.  
Meanwhile from a musician's/composer's aspect, I shall endeavour to play and create without the use of AI. Neither will I listen to it in any shape or form.
Alan



Don't Deal With The Devil

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SUN IS LOW
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Wind cries lonely 
across the snow
Sky is frozen,
sun is low
Ice cold dust dry as sand,
whip the ground upon this land

Never day, never night
All that I see... turn to white

Freezing,
time move slow,
back to fence.
I'll go where the white doves go

Winter,
please hide my way.
Cross the plain,
the hills and far away


Wolves that gathered,
have watched each move
Teeth are showing,
tails held low.
Hungry eyes with patience view,
In this domain their reign is true

Infinite march, likely in vain
Tracks cross the plain... turns to a chain

Freezing,
time move slow,
back to fence.
I'll go where the white doves go
where they go
in the night
they take flight
soaring to sky
so high and free
just like me
Always heading for their home
just like me

Sun is low

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BLOODSYNC-Blackout [MUTANT REBELS]

I made this track last night and finished it tonight. It reminds me of a rainy drive when  all the street lights are off and everyone is gone. It is melancholic and euphoric

Midnight Rush

Thank you Jonathan (https://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein) for your beautiful guitar playing.

Jonathan: solo and wha-wha guitar (custom Telecaster)
Joppe: opening guitars (Ibanez JS1), virtual instruments

Cruising with Jonathan

I have a deep love for music beyond genres, and I enjoy creating tracks in any style that inspires me.

I’m currently taking part in a music competition in Japan called Gadget Sonic (nicknamed GS2025). I’ve given it my best shot and am now waiting for the results to be announced later this summer.

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

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