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Beau Didier - Not House Music [BEAU013]

taken off the forthcoming album "31 Seasons In The Minor Leagues"
to be released on BB*ISLAND Records on November 07. 2025.
Watch the video by Maurice Rieger https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-P_1FadjuQ

www.instagram.com/swearingatmotorists/
bbislandmusic.com/swearing-at-motorists

Swearing At Motorists - Eleven Hours

For every child who’s been told they’re “too much” or “not enough”
This is the story of life in a world that won’t slow down.

A neurodivergent mind trying to survive the noise, the lights, the looks, the labels. Misunderstood by teachers. Isolated by classmates. Always one step behind, or three steps ahead, but never quite where the world expects.

Until one quiet moment, and in my case, the sound of a clarinet.
It didn’t fix everything, but it gave my chaos a rhythm, and my mind some space to breathe.
(It won’t be the answer for everyone, but it helped me begin to find my way.)

This track isn’t perfect, neither am I.
But it’s honest. And sometimes, that’s enough. 💙🎵🕊️

This track is for the kids who feel everything.
💙 For the ones masking to fit in.
💙 For the ones melting down inside.
💙 For the ones still searching for a safe place to just be.

You’re not broken. You’re brilliant.
And your rhythm matters. 🎵🕊️

****Lyrics****

They said, “Use your words,”
But mine don’t come when I need them
They said, “Pay attention,”
But I already was, just not the way they wanted
I don’t talk much in class
But my head never stops
I see things they don’t
And they call it “wrong”

It’s too loud, too bright, too fast
And I’m trying, I promise, I really am
But I don’t fit in their lesson plan
So they call me “difficult” again
I’m not broken, I’m not bad
I just need someone to understand
It’s too loud, too bright, too fast
And I’m doing the best I can

The lights flicker hard
And the questions come too quick
They say “just be normal”
But don’t say what that is
I like quiet corners
They call that “hiding”
But I call it breathing
When the noise keeps rising

It’s too loud, too bright, too fast
And I’m trying, I promise, I really am
But I don’t fit in their lesson plan
So they call me “difficult” again
I’m not broken, I’m not bad
I just need someone to understand
It’s too loud, too bright, too fast
And I’m doing the best I can

I wish they’d stop asking me why I’m like this
And just ask me what I need
They might find I’ve got answers
They’ve never even seen

Then one day they handed me a clarinet
Said, “Let’s see what happens”
And I did
I held it close
Like something that understood
One steady breath
And the chaos moved

It’s still loud, still bright, still fast
But I found a way to hold it back
Through every note I find my pace
In every sound, I carve some space
No, it didn’t fix everything
But it helped my heart to sing
It’s still loud, still bright, still fast
But now I know who I am

I am not naughty
I am not wrong
I just needed
My own kind of song
And if you’re someone who stands beside us
When the world feels too sharp to explain
Who waits through the silence
And stays through the strain
If you've helped us breathe
When the noise felt too wide
If you’ve shown us our value
Instead of making us hide
Then thank you
For seeing the spark
For hearing the thread
For loving us gently
When others just fled

🎵 Too Loud, Too Bright, Too Fast

Taken from October 24th's 'The Secret Ingredient Is Even More Meat' – https://thenoisy.bandcamp.com/album/the-secret-ingredient-is-even-more-meat

"Nightshade" was premiered by Under the Radar Magazine –https://www.undertheradarmag.com/news/premiere_the_noisy_share_new_single_nightshade

The Noisy - Nightshade

Original https://soundcloud.com/nova-j-49914957/chemicals 
Music and Lyrics by @nova-j-49914957
Additional sadness and lack of drums by me.
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Lyrics:

Sitting in a circle on a basement floor
Sharing bottles, chasing something we can’t name anymore
The lawyer’s still in his tie, but he’s losing his home
Dealer’s got the power now, and he won’t let it go

He looks so calm with the smoke around his head
Like he found peace, but I know his dreams are dead

And he keeps talking ‘bout the chemicals
Like they’re medicine, like they’re saving him
But I can see the writing on the wall
It’s critical, it’s pitiful
The way we fall for chemicals

I took a ride on a ship too far from land
Bought my comfort in a hallway with a shaky hand
Flashing lights and bodies pressing, but I felt the sea
Rising in my bloodstream, dragging under me

I woke up in a cabin, faces I don’t know
The story never changes, just the cast in the show

And I keep talking ‘bout the chemicals
Like they’re medicine, like they’re healing me
But it’s a carousel I can’t get off
It’s cynical, it’s biblical
The way I pray to chemicals

I watched a friend turn blue on a hotel floor
Two strangers stepped around and out the door
I swore I’d never be the one to meet that fate
But here I am, still bargaining with chemicals again

And we keep talking ‘bout the chemicals
Like they’re medicine, like they’re heaven-sent
But the spiral always feels unstoppable
It’s beautiful, it’s terrible
The way we worship chemicals
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Original: https://soundcloud.com/nova-j-49914957/chemicals

Chemicals (Cover) by Nova J

Out Here

"Papered in a way that’s lost quality those words lack brevity
Belong in lost property "

August's release for our attempt at a song release per month for 2025. This month we've battled sunstroke, power cuts and a sagging roof. to bring this to you...! 

Download for free from Bandcamp (see "purchase" link)

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