Good Enough

You and Me (resigned)
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

Why is it like this, when it could be like that
Is it just you and me, or are we all just as bad

We go to the market
Then we go to the store
We can't get enough
We want to buy so much more
For you and me

We get a new car
And we buy a new house
We ride on the train
so we can sit at the bar
Not you and me

In the winter a plane
We vacation in Spain
But we stay in the plains
Where we know it will rain
On you and me

In the winter a plane
We vacation in Spain
But we stay in the plains
Where we know it will rain
On you and me

Is it always a game, for you and me
Is it ever the place, that we wanted to see
Is it ever the way, that we wanted to be
Are we ever ashamed, us, you and me

[guitar solo]

We have beautiful kids
They go to good schools
They end up on the street
We were always the fools
Yes, you and me

We should have been home
But we left them alone
They are out on their own
They won't answer the phone
From you and me

We start drinking at 10
Under the table by 3
We spend our days in a haze
We dream of better days
Same you and me

Who can you blame, but you and me
Who is going insane, but you and me

[guitar solo]

Who can you blame, but you and me
Who is going insane, but you and me

[guitar solo]

We have beautiful kids
They go to good schools
They end up on the street
We were always the fools
Yes, you and me

Who can you blame, but you and me
Who is going insane, but you and me

[guitar solo]

You And Me (resigned)

Why Not Me (bravo Ms. Ai)

A Knife or a Kiss
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

He is walking fast your way
and you can guess what's on his mind
There is nothing you can do
You can not put him behind

It's a walk with bad intent
He wants you to pay up
He is here for the rent
and he won't take half a cup

You are paying for past crimes
and you're paying for new thrills
They have taken every dime
and you still can't pay the bill

So you offer up your body
though it doesn't look too good
You offer up your service
and what he wants is understood

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

When he's gone you just don't care
It always ends the same
You are in the same nowhere
In a place where there's no shame

You would end it all right now
if you could get up off the floor
But you don't care anyhow
and always want a little more

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

When he's gone you just don't care
It always ends the same
You are in the same nowhere
In a place where there's no shame

You would end it all right now
if you could get up off the floor
But you don't care anyhow
and always want a little more

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

A Knife Or A Kiss

There Came Robyn
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

And there came Robyn
She was beepin and a-bobbin
She was moving to the beat
Singing words I can't repeat

She was spinning like a tool
And humpin' like a slut
Nothin' she learned in school
Just watch her swing that butt

[instrumental]

I couldn't help but look her way
Couldn't stop watchin that sway
I wanted to get near her
Say things I should not say

I put on my own groove
I was stylin' like a fool
I walked up and danced by Robyn
It looked like everything was cool

Jeff came out of no...
Jeff came out of no...
Jeff came out of no...

I couldn't help but look her way
Couldn't stop watchin that sway
I wanted to get near her
Say things I should not say

I put on my own groove
I was stylin' like a fool
I walked up and danced by Robyn
It looked like everything was cool

Jeff came out of nowhere
He said "What's up with you, dog"
What you doin' with my bitch
You gonna be dead as a log

[instrumental]

Jeff came out of nowhere
He said "What's up with you, dog"
What you doin' with my bitch
You gonna be dead as a log

Jeff came out of nowhere
He said "What's up with you, dog"
What you doin' with my bitch
You gonna be dead as a log

Jeff came out of nowhere
He said "What's up with you, dog"
What you doin' with my bitch
You gonna be dead as a log

I hot-tailed it out of there
Jeff was six foot eight
He was a big old bastard
And he carried lot of weight

I was runnin' down the street
When I heard the first shot
I never went back there
But God, that bitch was hot

[outro]
[instrumental]

I never went back there
But God, that bitch was hot

But God, that bitch was hot


[instrumental]

There Came Robyn (soulex)

Pops Gambino represents his foundation with the tribute to the Blues!

Nola Nights

🔊 Satin sheets still smell like sin– A Sin You Can Still Taste

A slow-burning ode to the kind of love that lingers long after it's gone.
"Satin sheets still smell like sin" dives deep into the space between desire and regret – where shadows kiss the skin, guilt feels like lace, and memories haunt like perfume on satin sheets.
For lovers of late-night confessions, smoky vocals, and bittersweet soul.

🎧 Written to ache. Sung to remember.
#NeoSoul #AltRnB #AftertasteOfYou #LateNightVibes #DarkPop #EmotionalR&B


Satin sheets still smell like sin

[Verse 1]
Satin sheets still smell like sin
I trace your ghost across my skin
Swore I’d quit this kind of fire
But I still ache to burn again
You left your heat between my thighs
Now even daylight feels like lies

[Pre-Chorus]
I sip regret like morning wine
But I’d still taste you every time

[Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Lingers sweet and cruel
Like perfume on my pillow
Or a flame that never cools
No prayer can undo
What we did at half-past two
Still dripping in your shadow
No matter what I do

[Verse 2]
Ash on lips and tangled hair
My conscience waits, but I don’t care
You said my name like it was sin
Now I crave that voice again
I wear this guilt like Sunday lace
But miss the wreckage of your grace

[Bridge]
You were my sweetest damage
A thrill I’d choose again
A phantom in my bloodstream
Disguised as medicine
And every time I surface
You pull me back inside—
A spell I never asked for
But I never tried to fight

[Final Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Burns like something true
You branded me in silence
And I broke too soon
Still drunk on all we knew
Still shaking in your bloom
This ache won’t fade with time—
I live in the aftertaste of you

Satin sheets still smell like sin

Time Is the Issue
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

When in time I find I'm lost
all goes by at such a cost
Every day a stronger dose
just the same or much too close

Each time I verify
once again I find the lie
All of time is passing by
All our dreams are going to die

[bridge]

Just a little bit more time
If I had just one more day
That is all I ever hear
That is all I ever say

[chorus]
Time is life and life is time
that is all there ever is
What do we ever hope to find
It is not eternal bliss

[instrumental]

My dreams are always false
they give me no new hope
They are guesses in disguise
I may never get the prize

Why do it once again?
What do I hope to find?
What do I hope to gain?
when the truth is never kind

[bridge]

Just a little bit more time
If I had just one more day
That is all I ever hear
That is all I ever say

[chorus]
Time is life and life is time
that is all there ever is
What do we ever hope to find
It is not eternal bliss

[instrumental]

time was never on our side
time flies while all else dies
time is laughing at your struggles
feels nothing while you cry

was there any time to gain
could there have been less pain
could our world have been better
did I write it in a letter

[bridge]

Just a little bit more time
If I had just one more day
That is all I ever hear
That is all I ever say

[chorus]
Time is life and life is time
that is all there ever is
What do we ever hope to find
It is not eternal bliss

[instrumental]

[outro]
Just a little bit more time
If I had just one more day
That is all I ever hear
That is all I ever say

That is all I ever say

That is all I ever say

[instrumental]


Time Is the Issue (C1)

Berlin is not a love song.
It’s a memory you can’t hold,
a spark that burned too fast,
a night that felt more real than most days.

This track captures the wild pulse of a moment —
when someone walks into your life like a storm
and leaves before the sky clears.

You were Berlin.
Not the city. The feeling.


Berlin ist kein Lovesong.
Es ist eine Erinnerung, die man nicht festhalten kann,
ein Funke, der zu schnell verglüht,
eine Nacht, die echter war als viele Tage.

Dieser Track fängt den rohen Puls eines Moments ein –
wenn jemand wie ein Sturm ins Leben rauscht
und wieder verschwindet, bevor der Himmel aufreißt.

Du warst Berlin.
Nicht die Stadt. Das Gefühl.

LYRICS

Berlin

You said, “Don’t ask me where I’m from”
Lit a smoke and bit your thumb
Your laugh was sharp, your eyes were wired
A fuse that never once got tired

You moved like you were on parole
Stole my drink, then stole my soul
Said, “This night’s got teeth, don’t blink”
And vanished faster than I think

You were Berlin
Not the city, but the sin
Midnight cigarette grin
Chaos under my skin
You were Berlin
No beginning, no win
Just a storm I ran into
And hoped would never end

We broke a lock to climb a roof
Screamed the stars like it was proof
That some things shine when they’re about to fall
And some don’t need a name at all

Your boots kicked sparks, your voice cut air
You kissed like truth, but didn’t care
Said, “Nothing’s real that lasts too long”
Then vanished in a fading song

You were Berlin
Not the skyline, but the spin
A dare wrapped in a hymn
No mercy, only grin
You were Berlin
No reason, no skin
Just a heat that pulled me in
And left me high as sin

And if you vanish in the morning—
Then Berlin was real for a night

Berlin

When you spend a long time restore your Harley and It gets stolen, man thats really the blues.

My Iron lady

The final song, the unspoken words.
“Love Left on the Table” is that sigh at the end of it all —
a slow-burning blues confession for the love that stayed unclaimed.
No dramatic goodbye, no slammed doors. Just silence… and a chair left pulled out.

Woven with smoky guitar licks and quiet heartbreak,
this bonus track closes the journey with grace,
reminding us that sometimes the truest stories are the ones that never found their ending.

This is blues at its most vulnerable.
This is what’s left behind.

Love Left on the Table (Bonus Track)

Hard to Hold, Easy to Leave

i’m-here-and-so-ain’t-you-written-by-charles-perry,-jr..mp3

Songs Without a Reason
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

Songs without a point
Songs without a reason
There is no meaning in the words
You don't know what you have heard

Just some sound, a melody
Could be birds up on a tree
They don't mean a thing to you
Did not mean a thing to me

I wrote them down as they appeared
The words straight from far behind
Things buried in my mind
Words that seemed to rhyme

[instrumental]

I reed them when I'm done
and try to find meaning, an excuse
Some reason that I wrote
All lies, it is no use

I was hoping to find feeling
To find a trace of you
I was hoping that by chance
I would find our old romance

Songs without a point
Songs without a reason
There is no meaning in the words
You don't know what you have heard

[instrumental]

I reed them when I'm done
and try to find meaning, an excuse
Some reason that I wrote
All lies, it is no use

I was hoping to find feeling
To find a trace of you
I was hoping that by chance
I would find our old romance

Songs without a point
Songs without a reason
There is no meaning in the words
You don't know what you have heard

[instrumental]


Songs Without a Reason

[Intro – The Constant’s Whisper]

You built clocks and called them truth.
You drew lines and called them proof.
But I… I don’t move like you do.

299,792 kilometers
every single second,
and yet no second ever ticks
for me.

[Verse 1 – The First Observer]

Platform still, train flying past,
flash in the center, the moment cast.
You say the light reached both ends the same,
I shake my head — that’s not the game.

Your watch ticks twelve,
their watch ticks nine.
Same spark, same space,
different time.

[Pre-Chorus – The Second Observer]

You swear it was here,
they swear it was there.
Two eyes on the same event,
but time won’t share.

[Chorus – Light Speaks]

I am light,
no time at all.
No before,
no after to fall.

Everywhere at once,
no space to crawl.
I am light —
no time at all.

[Verse 2 – The Twin Traveler]

One twin stays, one twin flies,
near‑c speed under black skies.
Earth spins decades,
the ship only days,
when they meet,
their clocks don’t weigh the same.

Time stretches thin
when you ride my seam,
and distance folds
like a paper dream.

[Bridge – Time Dilation Hook]

Δt = γΔτ,
sing it loud,
that’s how clocks sway.
Move too fast,
the seconds slow,
tick by tick,
you’ll never know.

[Verse 3 – Gravity’s Hands]

Mass tells space how to curve,
space tells light how to swerve.
Einstein smiled and said:
“Gravity is not a pull,
it’s the shape of the stage
where the actors move.”

Starlight bends
around the sun,
drawing halos
where there are none.

[Spoken Interlude – Einstein’s Voice]

“The distinction between past, present and future
is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”

[Verse 4 – The Star’s Journey]

I left a star a million years ago.
To you, that’s ancient —
to me, it’s now.

You watched me crawl
through cosmic sand.
For me, the star and your hand
are the same land.

[Chorus – Light Speaks]

I am light,
no time at all.
No before,
no after to fall.

Everywhere at once,
no space to crawl.
I am light —
no time at all.

[Verse 5 – Mass and Energy Duet]

Mass sings low:
“I am weight, I am form.”
Energy replies:
“I am heat, I am storm.”

Together they breathe:
“We are one,
in different skin.
E equals mc²,
we are the same within.”

[Second Bridge – Minkowski’s Spell]

Space alone is shadow.
Time alone a dream.
Together they weave
the fabric unseen.

[Verse 6 – The Third Observer]

Your “now” is yours,
their “now” is theirs.
Each frame a song,
a different prayer.

No absolute stage,
no cosmic wall —
just shifting eyes
on the same call.

[Final Chorus – The Choir of Frames]

I am light,
no time at all.
No before,
no after to fall.

Everywhere at once,
no space to crawl.
I am light —
no time at all.

[Outro – The Constant’s Return]

You don’t measure me.
You measure yourself.
I am the bridge.
You are the shelves.

I am light.
No time at all.

I Am Light (No Time At All)

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Every Song is a Kiss

Every song is a kiss – Kiss of Sound

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When They Love Each Other is a soulful exploration of what happens when two hearts meet with equal devotion. The track blends intimate storytelling with a hypnotic groove, weaving themes of patience, truth, and dedication into a timeless sound. Through tender verses and powerful refrains, it captures the everyday gestures that build lasting love — from quiet conversations and shared dreams to resilience in the face of struggle. Cinematic, raw, and deeply emotional, this song celebrates the balance, beauty, and strength that come alive when love flows both ways.

When They Love Each Other

I write the lyrics; Mr. Alfonso Suno composes the music.  Working with the lovely Ms. Ai Ongaku, they create the arrangements.  Ms. Ongaku and her crowd are responsible for the performances.  My part in creating these tracks is very small. Nonetheless, I am to blame.  Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

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