Jamns.2024.N09

demon 3

On my crusade to make different genres and make songs in genres I haven't been able to work in before, I present you Junglist massive.

Junglist Massive

“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.” ― Edgar Allan Poe

Track list and start times:
00:00  Tomo-Nakaguchi – Twilight Glow of the Sky (Autistici Suspended Remix)
04:44  Sven Laux & Logic Moon – A Cascade Made Of Stars
09:35  Rumore – la_fine_del_mondo
15:24  Larry Toadman – the shipwreck
19:32  Alexandra Spence – The Frequency of a Leaf
26:51  Colin Andrew Sheffield – Invocation
32:15  Felicity Mangan – Cello Figures
40:31  Areliz Ramos – Blue, very
43:28  Larry Toadman – ancient well
48:04  Lee Morse – Dallas Blues
51:10  Mesmo – Xamana Sugaropa
55:20  Offthesky – Eyes Like Isles
1:01:52  Sara Cubarsi & Xenia Gogu – Bach Tunings by Marc Sabat
1:07:55  Worksite & Workshop – Carreira's Cross
1:14:21  Sebby Kowal – Ikebukuro
1:22:00  Crows Labyrinth – Heliograph
1:28:32  Kleistwahr – Requiem For The Fallen
1:34:38  Offthesky – Exhale Incandescent
1:42:15  Rumore – Mondo Cane
1:45:40  Jeans Beast – Mystique ll (excerpt)
1:56:06  Marc Dauncey – rem sleep
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Images:  Lexica.art

Eclectic current – The terrible price of clarity

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Music video: https://youtu.be/1Fw3n-lUjyI

Peak‑time hard techno through a living corridor—strap in for the dropless rush.
Warehouse‑grade drive, hypnotic pulse—space‑rave energy from first beat to last.
Acid sparks, industrial weight, cinematic pulse—one‑way ticket to peak hour.

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The Story ➜
The spool looked like a scar the color of thunderclouds. It sat on a velvet square inside a pressure‑sealed vial, not turning so much as remembering how to. You didn’t pick it up with your hands; you picked it up with your oath.

“I need a name for the record,” said the clerk behind the counter. Her office floated at the edge of the Tangled Dock, where ships moored like insects under the belly of a sleeping leviathan. The walls were utilitarian alloy engraved by a patient hand into simple repeating tessellations—triangles drifting into hexagons, hexagons into twelve‑pointed starbursts. When the station lights dimmed for cycle-change those carvings did a strange thing with shadow, a faint color‑split that made them seem to breathe.

“Ilyra Vale,” I said. “Courier class. Solo.” I let my thumb rest on the imprinted pad. It tasted my blood and pretended to be surprised.

The clerk glanced at her slate, not at me. People who work too long where the Dock meets the Loom learn to look slantwise at reality. “Destination?”

“Uncertain.”

The smile she gave me was the bureaucratic version of a shrug. “Then I’ll put Anomalous / Designated by Cargo.” She slid the vial through the pass window. “You know the penalty for threading without registration.”

“I’ve never pretended otherwise.”

“Then sign the waiver that absolves us of ever having known you.” The clerk’s smile became human. “And don’t die in a stupid way.”

I slotted the vial into the Spindle Heart I wore over my sternum and felt the little tremor go through my chest. The Spindle was a ring of spun glass riddled with filament paths; when it accepted cargo it warmed like tea between hands. The moment the spool touched its cradle, the filaments shifted and the warmth became a soft, insistent pulse—not yet and hurry at the same time.

My vessel waited in Bay Thirty‑Two, a small thing built for stupid jobs. The hull had the matte look of an instrument that spends more time listening than shouting. Three phase‑sails folded along her spine; her name, stenciled under the docking lights, had been painted and sanded off and painted again until it refused to take any pigment. Names cling and weigh. I called her Ravel because she unmade tangles.

Docking clamps sighed; bay doors yawned like the eye of an animal that forgives you for riding in its skull. Ravel pushed away from Tangled Dock and let the black close over us like cool water. The Spindle Heart ticked in my ribs. The spool pulsed once, as if testing my attention.

“Go ahead,” I told it. “Point.”

It didn’t point. Impossible threads never do. They incline. It was like standing in a room where a good song has started somewhere nearby and knowing which doorway will make it louder. My hands did a thousand familiar things in response—trimmed the vector, unfurled the first sail, feathered the second. Ravel angled toward a star that wasn’t there and away from one that was.


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Courier of Impossible Threads | Scifi Music Video on Youtube

The Wind Cries... Whatever, Man

“Don’t Stop Dreamin’” captures the spirit of chasing hope when the odds feel heavy.
A story of leaving small towns and stepping into the unknown with courage.
The verses paint pictures of lonely roads, long bus rides, and restless hearts.
In the big lights, two strangers meet and a smile sparks a lasting fire.
The chorus soars as a chant, an anthem urging all to hold on to the dream.
Audience singalong energy fills every refrain, pulling voices higher together.
The song rises like a wave, from gentle reflection to full-band intensity.
Every line is a reminder that if you never try, the dream can never be true.
It’s an invitation to remember the feeling, to ride the wave and keep believing.
“Don’t Stop Dreamin’” is for everyone daring to hope, love, and never let go.

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Listen to Jonesy200 music on your platform: https://push.fm/fl/ugzbhjwo
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Lyrics
Don't Stop Dreamin

Just someone trying to make their way
All alone in the world
Heading out into the world, not sure where
Can’t sit here any longer, going nowhere
Leaving the country, got to find my way
Heading to the big lights, find my life

A country girl, from another small town
Sick of being alone and going nowhere
Heads out into the world and hops a bus
Heading to the big lights, looking for something
Leaving the country, got to find her way

There they were that first night
Her smile lit the night
Sitting at the bar, strumming my guitar
With her beside me, the night went on and on and on and on

Two strangers in the night daring to dream
So I say, Don’t Stop Dreamin, remember the feeling
Don’t Stop Dreamin, remember the feeling, feeling, feeling (oooh yeah)
Two strangers in the night daring to dream
So I say, Don’t Stop Dreamin, remember the feeling
Don’t Stop Dreamin, remember the feeling, feeling, feeling (oooh yeah)

Yeah, it is true, for some it never happens
But it is true, if you never do, it will never come true
So, Don’t Stop Dreamin, remember the feeling
Ride on it’s wave, and never Stop Dreamin (oooh yeah never)

Two strangers in the night daring to dream
So I say, Don’t Stop Dreamin, remember the feeling
Don’t Stop Dreamin, remember the feeling, feeling, feeling (oooh yeah)
Two strangers in the night daring to dream
So I say, Don’t Stop Dreamin, remember the feeling
Don’t Stop Dreamin, remember the feeling, feeling, feeling (oooh yeah)

Keep Dreamin, Don’t Stop, Keep Believin ooooh yeah mmmm

Keywords
chasing hope, leaving small towns, stepping into the unknown, lonely roads, long bus rides, restless hearts, big lights, lasting fire, chant anthem, audience singalong energy, gentle reflection, full-band intensity, ride the wave, keep believing, daring to hope

#rocknroll #rockandroll #classicrock #rockmusic #hardrock #rock #punkrock #alternativerock #rockband #rockstar #rockon #heavymetal #metalmusic #metalcore #bluesrock 

Don't Stop Dreamin

"Don't Stop Dreamin' – The Ultimate Sing-Along Rock Anthem for Dreamers Everywhere"

Another one of my old lyric on a new beat😅

[Verse 1]
Girl-You got me losing track of time,
Getting addicted -(addicted damn every time),
On how you mess with my mind.(every damn time)
Every look-every glance feels like a crime,
But I admit it—I’m guilty, and I don’t mind.

You pull me in, baby I’m yours to claim,
Dancing in your fire and I'm loving your flame.
Even if you break me(break my name),
Girl, I’d do it all again and again (over again)

[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause your love’s like a reckless game,
Driving me wild, but I won't complain.
Baby,I don't care-the world can fall apart,
Just don’t ever take away your heart.

[Chorus]
Ruin me, ruin me,(ruin me)
Take my soul and let it burn,
Please ruin me, cause I’ll never learn.
If loving you means losing me,(let it be)
Please ruin me, please ruin me.(ruin me)

Break my heart, I’ll give it all away,
Please ruin me, I’m here to stay.
If this is love then it’s worth the pain,
Please ruin me, again and again.
(Whoa-oh-oh.)

[Verse 2]
Girl-You make me chase what I can’t catch,
Your poison kiss, It's a perfect match.
Even when I’m on my knees,(baby please)
I’d beg for the pain, just don’t leave.(baby please)

You’ve got a way of always breaking rules,
But I’m a fool—fool for your every move.
If this is crazy, let it be,(I'll let it be)
I’d give my all so shamelessly.(let it be)

(Pre-Chorus)
'Cause your love gets me so high baby,
Even though i know-it'll be the death of me.
Baby, I could care less(let it be)
Just don’t take your love away (from me)

[Chorus]
Ruin me, ohh ruin me(ruin me) 
Take my soul and let it burn,
Please ruin me, cause I’ll never learn.
If loving you means losing me,(let it be)
Please ruin me, please ruin me.(ruin me)

Break my heart, I’ll give it all away,
Please ruin me, I’m here to stay.
If this is love then it’s worth the pain,
Please ruin me, again and again.
(Whoa-oh-oh-hmmm..)

(Bridge)
They say I’m blind, they say I’m lost,
But loving you is worth the cost.
I’d rather crash, I’d rather fall,
I'd give it all, I would give it all ohhh

Because I would die
If i never feel your love again
Whooa-ohh-ohh

[Outro]
Ruin me, yeah, break me down,
Please ruin me,break me down
If loving you means losing me,
Please ruin me, please ruin me.

Whoa oh oh whoa oh




Ruin Me

🎸 Crashing The Prom | Pop-Punk Anthem 🎤

An upbeat, rebellious pop-punk track for the misfits, nerds and outsiders who steal the spotlight. Crunchy guitars, punchy drums and a shout-along chorus make this the perfect anthem for anyone who never fit in.

“Crashing the prom – we’re louder than the song,
turn the spotlight – where the misfits belong.”

Watch the video: https://youtu.be/G9TKku6Wrxw?si=Z3LCXAXeXt0-g_53

Lyrics, concept & creativity by me – music produced with AI (Suno).
#PopPunk #CrashingTheProm #NewMusic #Misfits

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