This is a recording of "Go To Sleep Little Baby" done acapella.

Go To Sleep Little Baby (O' Brother Where Art Thou)

Puttin' On The Ritz

In the Age of Doubt

Midnight to Vice (feat. the Blasting Company)

Acoustic cover of "Devil in Disguise" by Marino, featuring female vocals.

Devil in Disguise

What's Your Story

Tedeschi Trucks Band and Leon Russell Present: Mad Dogs & Englishmen Revisited Live at LOCKN'

With A Little Help From My Friends (Live at LOCKN' / 2015) [feat. Chris Robinson, Susan Tedeschi, Dave Mason & Doyle Bramhall II]


Well moneyed.
Well dressed,
All the cards
Held to his chest.
Never known what going without means.
Nice suit, 
nice car,
Heaven knows 
he’ll go far.
Silver spoons don’t tarnish in this scene.


Right school,
Right voice,
Talking proper,
Ain’t a choice.
Got to have the breeding and the wealth.
Top dog,
Top job,
City gents,
Earn a few bob,
One dozen mansions don’t pay for themselves.


Oh, Mister Moneybags
(la la la la la)
Won’t you spare a sixpence for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags,
(la la la la la)
Don’t you have a bit to spare for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know there’s more to life than this?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know your life isn’t so rich?
 

Got married,
Young wife.
Hates his guts,
But likes the life.
Waited on and pandered to all day.
She cheats,
He strays.
Got the maid,
In the family way
She won’t tell, but he’s gonna have to pay.


All front,
No heart
Nobody taught,
Him the part
Of how to be a decent human being
No friends,
No love,
It may rain money,
From above.
That don’t mean you’re some kind of a king.


All front,
No heart
Nobody taught,
Him the part
Of how to be a decent human being
No friends,
No love,
It may rain money,
From above.
That don’t mean you’re some kind of a king.


Oh, Mister Moneybags
(la la la la la)
Won’t you spare a sixpence for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags,
(la la la la la)
Don’t you have a bit to spare for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know there’s more to life than this?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know your life isn’t so rich?
 
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know there’s more to life than this?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know your life isn’t so rich?

Mister Moneybags

A little sharpness in the air,
Words like salt that linger there.
You frown, I stumble, trip on my tongue,
But darling, it’s part of the song we’ve sung.

Sometimes your meaning slips through my hands,
Lost in the space where two worlds stand.
I think you’re colder than you mean to be,
You think I’m harder than I want to seem.

Sourdough love, a little bitter, a little sweet,
The cracks and scars make the flavor complete.
Through every fight, through every tear,
The warmth of us is what keeps us here.

You say I cut you, but I never intend,
I only want to be your shelter, your friend.
And when my voice feels too heavy, too rough,
You still remind me, love is enough.

Sourdough love, a little bitter, a little sweet,
The cracks and scars make the flavor complete.
Even when it’s sour, I still taste the truth,
Every bite is the proof of me and you.

It’s not the sugar, it’s not the glaze,
It’s the work, the fire, the patient days.
Love is a loaf, we break it in two,
Even the sour feeds me with you.

Sourdough love, a little bitter, a little sweet,
The storm and calm where our hearts meet.
Through every rise, through every fall,
This love is worth it all.

Sourdough love… sourdough love…
Sourdough love… sourdough love…
Sour but sweet, sour but lovely after all
Sourdough love… sourdough love…

Sourdough Love

Bleed

A razor-sharp, satirical song about royal privilege and public accountability. This monarchy parody music takes a darkly funny look at elite culture, mocking outdated authority and the collapse of status when scrutiny hits. A modern monarchy criticism parody with biting satire about faded nobility, it delivers witty commentary on power and downfall in the UK royal family satire tradition. Expect a humorous royal downfall lyric style with political and royal satire ballad energy, blending a parody about fallen aristocrats with sharp lyrical takedowns of celebrity entitlement. A bold, modern satire on high society scandals and the myth of untouchable status—perfect for listeners seeking royal scandal satire songs and satirical aristocracy commentary.

The Once-Grand Duke of York

“Velvet Warnings” is a darkwave-synth journey through vulnerability, rebirth, and electric confession.
Each track feels like a pulse in the night — soft, haunting, and cinematic. From the fragile echoes of Glass Veins to the ritualistic power of Velvet Warnings, the album blends industrial undertones, ethereal vocals, and emotional storytelling.

With the addition of A Lover Again, the collection gains a bittersweet heartbeat — a song about starting over, learning to love through chaos, and finding strength in the ruins.
This record is for those who dream in neon, heal through sound, and dance in the dark.

Static Prayers

Hey, I'm HyprGhost. I write original songs.  I'm looking to connect with artists or labels interested in re-recording select tracks for release.

Bleed

HyperGhost