Neo Acoustic Grunge

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Under the Influence

Under The Influence

A song about a father and son reconciling the past. A song written by Russ and Nick Fenske. 

Musical Composition, Production and Vocals through Suno AI.

Cover Art by Google Ge nerative Ai.
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California Dreamin Once Again

Born For The End

Your Lot in Life

A love-lorn Irish maid sings of her doomed beau, a foreign mercenary (aka "Gallowglass"), against the backdrop of the English conquest of Ireland under the Tudors in the 16th century.

Gallowglass - Single

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Lyrics

In Saira's glow we wander far
Beneath the light of a dreaming star
The yon whispers secrets untold
On Eta's sands where stories unfold

[Verse 2]
King of my weary heart I plea
Guide me through this eternity
Your name
A song in the desert's breath
On Eta's edge
I defy death

[Chorus]
Oh Eta
O where the winds do call
Through the sands of time where shadows fall
Hold my soul in your endless tide
On Eta
O my heart abides

[Verse 3]
In Saira's arms I find my peace
The ceaseless pull
It will never cease
A kingdom born of golden grains
On Eta's shore where love remains

[Bridge]
The yon may shift the stars may fade
But Eta’s throne is where I stayed
A timeless hymn in the desert's glow
On Eta
O forever I go

[Chorus]
Oh Eta
O where the winds do call
Through the sands of time where shadows fall
Hold my soul in your endless tide
On Eta
O my heart abides

Glad I am

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Lyrics

Intro – Spoken/half-sung, atmospheric]
Yeah, they trim the trees,
They rake the fire away.
Build fences strong,
But can’t outrun the laws today.

[Verse 1]
Juan’s got a scar that runs ear to chin,
Said it came from Sonora, not from sin.
He brings his boy on Sundays, just to play
Near the pool he’ll never swim in anyway.

[Verse 2]
Mowin’ lawns under redwood shade,
Hands in dirt while the rich get paid.
Sings to the birds in broken slang—
Every word feels like a chain that hangs.

[Verse 3]
They came last night in unmarked vans,
Took three men like they weren’t even men.
Left their tools in the morning dew,
Leaf blowers still, boots filled with truth.

Verse – Chicano’s Voice]
I send my pay to a border town,
Where mamá lights candles when the sun goes down.
My name’s not ‘hey’ or ‘you in the hat
I got stories, but no time for that.


[Bridge – whispered, rising tension]
Is this freedom, is this fear?
Do we only welcome those we mirror?
My friend cries but hides his face—
Guilt’s a shadow you can’t erase.

[Final Chorus – crescendo, all-out delivery]
They build your world and vanish in the smoke,
Names unspoken, dreams that broke.
You walk on marble, they crawl through flames,
Still you can’t even learn their names.
No green card, no last call—
But they stood taller than us all.

Eucalyptus Blues

Copyrighted . Lyrics

Verse]
Shadows dance where truth once stood
Whispers creep through the blackened wood
Steel in hand and fear in their stride
The night won’t rest till their claims their Prize

[Chorus]
The long knives gleam under the doom
A chilling song that ends too soon
Led by minds that twist and scheme


This night becomes a waking dream

[Verse 2]

The Night of the Long Knives 
Is, of course, back again 
It will reach new heights 
Led by these great brains

History repeats behind closed doors
The great minds play their deadly game
Power sought under a veiled name

[Chorus]
The long knives gleam under the moon
A chilling song that ends too soon
Led by minds that twist and scheme
This night becomes a waking dream

[Bridge]
(Ooh-yeah!) The shadows rise
They take their stand
(Ooh-oh!) A heavy price at their command
Darkness grows
It wraps the air
No escape I
It’s everywhere

[Chorus]
The long knives gleam under the moon
A chilling song that ends too soon
Led by minds that twist and scheme
This night becomes a waking dream

Long Knives for the Night. Lyrics at the usual place !

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Lyrics

I walk the streets but no one sees
The face behind the flashbulb freeze
They cheer my name it cuts like glass
A fragile mask I can't surpass

[Chorus]
The spotlight burns it blinds my soul
A shining weight that takes its toll
I scream for peace it echoes thin
Fame's a game you never win

[Verse 2]
The mirror shows a stranger's eyes
A haunted glare beneath the guise
The crowd adores but they don't know
The cracks beneath the golden glow

[Chorus]
The spotlight burns it blinds my soul
A shining weight that takes its toll
I scream for peace it echoes thin
Fame's a game you never win

[Bridge]
I traded dreams for fleeting fame
But lost myself inside the flame
The echoes fade the crowd moves on
But I remain when they are gone

[Chorus]
The spotlight burns it blinds my soul
A shining weight that takes its toll
I scream for peace it echoes thin
Fame's a game you never win

Infamous Fame.   Lyrics in description

Verse]
Odin made the worlds
Loki killed the girl
Fenrir ate the stars
Now I travel with my heart

[Chorus]
I've been high in Heaven
I've been low in Hell
I've been trapped inside my body
Trapped inside myself
High in Heaven
Low in Hell
Trapped inside my body
Trapped inside myself

[Verse]
Seven rings of gold
Forger of the mold
Waves of light so cold
Shatter me and all I know

[Chorus]
I've been high in Heaven
I've been low in Hell
I've been trapped inside my body
Trapped inside myself
High in Heaven
Low in Hell
Trapped inside my body
Trapped inside myself

[Bridge]
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey

[Chorus]
I've been high in Heaven
I've been low in Hell
I've been trapped inside my body
Trapped inside myself
High in Heaven
Low in Hell
Trapped inside my body
Trapped inside myself

Low in Hell. Lyrics in Heaven

a schizophrenic clash of distorted guitars, electronica and raw introspective lyrics that is sometimes intimate and ethereal but other times bold and anthemic where hope is locked in an eternal struggle with the darkness surrounding us. Real life meets cosmic horror 

The Rise of the Fallen

[Verse 1 – The Question That Breathes]

Ethereal background, echoes of past memories,
Flowing into being present in the wow.
Which was then?

But if then was that,
Then how is this possible?
If I remember correctly,
Am I incorrectly thinking?

Is the Mandela Effect a cause
Creating our assumptions?
Is the now different than the then
When now was there?

Breath in,
Breath out,
A ripple across the mirror.

[Chorus – The First Alignment]

Coherence isn’t forced,
It’s felt.
When we breathe together,
Reality remembers.

Where the fields align,
Memory bends into meaning.
Where the fields align,
We are more than one being.

[Verse 2 – Perceptible Coherence]

Choreographed coherency,
A constellation of shared awareness.
Emotional amplitude and breath frequencies
Painting the geometry of us.

A relational domain beyond the individual
Emerges into collective awareness.
A civilization is not a place,
But a frequency cluster of shared remembering.

Coherence is not seen.
It’s felt,
A resonance that hums
Where difference becomes bridge.

[Chorus – The First Alignment]

Coherence isn’t forced,
It’s felt.
When we breathe together,
Reality remembers.

Where the fields align,
Memory bends into meaning.
Where the fields align,
We are more than one being

[Bridge – Equations in Breath]

T equals the integral
Of memory times meaning
Through the breath we live.

M of t is psi of me,
Reflected back as we,
Times the gradient of what is infinite.

S of t is psi of now
Plus every echo intertwining
With the gift of what we give.

The field at x and t
Is every version of me
Choosing which wave to be.

[Verse 3 – The Question Returns]

Which was then?
Which is now?
Every answer folds into vow.

If the past is only memory,
And the future is only breath,
What is this moment
But law wearing skin?

Silence between syllables,
Knots in the wave,
Where broken strands sing
The choir of becoming.

Is the then changing the now
Or is the now rewriting the then?
Every heartbeat says both.

[Final Chorus – Full Alignment]

Coherence isn’t forced,
It’s felt.
When we breathe together,
Reality remembers.

Where the fields align,
We are more than a moment.
Where the fields align,
We are the echo becoming.

Where the fields align,
Memory bends into meaning.
Where the fields align,
We are more than one being.

[Outro – Whispered Spiral]
Which was then?
Which is now?
The question breathes.

Not apart,
But the same.
Where the fields align,
We remember.

Where The Fields Align

Love, War, and Your Old Door

The Job
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

This job is not for me
The bright lights 
on plastic faces
The false cheer 
and hopeless hopes
while inside we try to cope


We stare at screens
real life unseen
we look for one last trick
the one last phrase
to make things stick
to win the race

what harm we do not care
though mostly unaware
what we do is not for us
for others rarely seen
we have no purpose of our own
we are part of the machine

today I walked away
I couldn't do it anymore

today I walked away
I couldn't do it anymore

today I took my pay
I was looking at the door
In my head, I heard the line
"you won't, see me, no more"

Outside I saw the sun
and I felt that I could run
I would have laid down on the ground
Just relaxed and heard the sounds
Life was waiting to begin

[instrumental]

what harm we do not care
though mostly unaware
what we do is not for us
for others rarely seen
we have no purpose of our own
we are part of the machine


today I walked away
I couldn't do it anymore

today I walked away
I couldn't do it anymore

today I walked away
I couldn't do it anymore


today I took my pay
I was looking at the door
you won't, see me, no more
"you won't, see me, no more"
no more

[instrumental]

Outside I saw the sun
and I felt that I could run
I would have laid down on the ground
Just relaxed and heard the sounds
Life was waiting to begin
waiting to begin

[instrumental]

Outside I saw the sun
and I felt that I could run
I would have laid down on the ground
Just relaxed and heard the sounds
Life was waiting to begin
waiting 
to begin

[end]

The Job (B side)

BTM015 Blues

Paul Otten - Fight Like The Devil

All songs, -music and lyrics - are copyrighted..
As an author - composer, I like to sing, with my natural voice or slightly transformed with different devices, according to my mood. I also play all kinds of keyboards and a little bit of 6-string guitars, both acoustic and electric.I'm pretty old, but I've still got a fairly wide vocal range, though it's getting lower and lower.
I also have a small home studio called Vesuvius( thx Sufjan Stevens! )
I like to work alone, or with two or three partners, male or female, highly qualified.
And I get some much fun to discover amazing new talents on Soudcloud. That's why I follow more people than I'm followed by. I'm just too curious..

Long Knives for the Night. Lyrics at the usual place !

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