Name: Some Things Are What They Are by James Eoppolo
Duration: 2 min 41 s
Description: Just 2:41 of singing about acceptance. Charlottie joins me on vocals and guitar.

Always love your music and the heart behind it.

Great James, heart warming music and a simple message I will try and learn.  Love it, love your music❤️

man, you write great, wonderful folk music👍

Always a joy when you two work together. Lovely.....

“from start to finish the heart is the guide” beauty!

I love Your folk songs! Lovely vocals and harmonies! Great guitar sound!

ARID PLACE WITH NO WAY OUT
(music and lyrics by The Ox Prison)

Arid place with no way out,
Desert all around.
Common sense has left this town,
Got buried in the ground.

Firetrucks go rolling by,
Sirens wailing loud.
Buildings burn and bullets fly,
Rivers all dry out.

Devil plundered golden rules,
Sold them off as junk.
Lies replaced the highest truth,
Sobriety got drunk.
Politicians drill the holes
Right into your brain;
Take your money and your soul
Until you go insane.

Firetrucks go rolling by,
Sirens wailing loud.
Buildings burn and bullets fly,
Rivers all dry out.

No escape from prison cell.
Fear will keep you down.
Nonexistent walls of hell
And debt in which you drown.
Wall Street people marching on.
Main Street standing still.
State is Deep but bold enough
To dwell upon The Hill.


Mikey P – guitars, vocal
Tora – bass
Jimmy D - drums


Arid Place With No Way Out

Frig Off! by STD (Sacrelicious Testicular Dismemberment)
Hancreas - guitar and strange noises
Beast- bass and obscenities

Frig Off!

Inspired by Mily Balakirev's Islamey - Oriental Fantasy  
She is the stars, moon and sun, my oriental musical muse!
Discovery: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Islamey
Insights: https://youtu.be/UdykXfa6fnc?t=449

Oriental Fantasy

Learning To Fly (Tom Petty cover)

Yesterday

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Protecting Fragile Life

Butterfly Dreams

Just 2:41 of singing about acceptance. Charlottie joins me on vocals and guitar.

Some Things Are What They Are

Inspired by Grace Jones "I've Seen That Face Before"

I play some beautiful piano accordion hooks as well hope you like them.

"The Message"

I wrote the song "Earn It Up" because I needed to shout out the truth I’ve learned about life: nothing truly valuable is ever just handed to you. I’m tired of the idea of entitlement; I wanted to create an anthem for the grind—for the people who understand that the deepest satisfaction comes not from an easy win, but from the effort and struggle it takes to get there. Whether it's respect, a major career goal, or simply peace of mind, my song celebrates the feeling of looking back and knowing you worked for, and truly deserve, every good thing you have. It's a reminder that we have to step up and earn our way forward.

Original lyrics & vocals

(Verse 1) You want the easy route, the cheat code, the hack? 
Lemme tell you now, there's no going back. 
See the real currency? 
It ain't digital, friend, 
It's the hours that you put in right up to the end.
 You gotta trade sweat for the comfort you crave, 
The cash in your pocket is the effort you save 
From nobody else. It's the grit and the grind, 
Every dollar you spend leaves a day of work behind.

(Chorus) No handouts, no silver spoons, no magic trick— I'm here to remind you, and I'll say it quick: 
The bills won't disappear with a hopeful thought, If you want the reward, then the battle must be fought.

You gotta literally work for your money, fam. 
No fantasy ledger, no elaborate scam. 
From the first light to last light, you pay the cost, 
'Cause the money you get is the time you have lost
If you didn't put the hours in, then that bank ain't real,
You gotta roll up your sleeves and show 'em how you feel.

(Verse 2) I ain't talkin' about luck,
 I ain't talkin' 'bout dreams, 
I'm talkin' spreadsheets, 
blueprints, and welding the seams. 

I'm talkin' coffee and silence when the city is sleepin', 
While the rest of the world is too busy keepin' Up with the rumors, 
the flashes, the cheap, easy lies, I'm building the empire right in front of their eyes.
You see the result and you call it "overnight flow," 
But you missed the five years of planting the seeds down low. 
You missed the budget-cuts, the pressure, the cost, 
Every lesson I learned was a battle I lost— 
And then conquered. So save all your wishes and shouts, 
This ain't complicated, it's just about putting the hours out.
Yeah, you gotta literally work for your money, fam. 
No fantasy ledger, no elaborate scam.
From the first light to last light, you pay the cost, 
'Cause the money you get is the time you have lost. If you didn't put the hours in, then that bank ain't real, 
You gotta roll up your sleeves and show 'em how you feel.

No handouts, no silver spoons, no grace, I look life straight back in the face. You get what you claim, you get what you earn, This is the only lesson that you need to learn. I built this myself, there's nobody else.

Produced in the ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Earn It Up

Five Circles (Remodulated)

BURN MY BUILDINGS BLACK MY SKIES

Like so many here I write and record my own "stuff." Give a listen if so inclined.  Thank you-James

Some Things Are What They Are

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