Nice companion piece to 35 seconds and the same techniques. That Massey base holds everything together so well! . I like the female voice. Smoky and whispery.

This is great! I love the variety of the instrumentation and the excellent vocals.

Great funky sound. Relaxing vibe for sure :)

Surge

Woke up in a city, chasing dreams in neon light
Had a pocket full of hope, thought I'd own the night
But the skyline's just a backdrop, for the race I'm running blind
Every step I take forward, leaves contentment behind

Bought the latest gadget, thought it'd fill the void inside
But the thrill it faded quickly, now it's just another ride
Climbing higher, reaching further, but the summit's out of sight
On this endless hedonic treadmill, I'm spinning every night

Round and round, I'm chasing shadows in the dark
Another mile, another milestone, but I'm back where I start
Hedonic treadmill, always running, but I never find the spark
Just a ghost in a machine, losing pieces of my heart


There's a woman in the mirror, she's got lines beneath her eyes
She's been climbing corporate ladders, trading sleep for overtime
Every promotion, just a moment, in the grand scheme of her life
The applause fades to silence, leaving echoes of her strife

She bought a house with a garden, but the flowers never bloom
She filled the rooms with fancy things, yet still she feels the gloom
She's got a title, got respect, but it's just another plume
On the wings of her ambition, flying circles in her room

Round and round, she's chasing shadows in the dark
Another mile, another milestone, but she's back where she start
Hedonic treadmill, always running, but she never finds the spark
Just a ghost in a machine, losing pieces of her heart

We're all dreamers, we're believers, in the future we design
But the finish line keeps moving, with each goal we redefine
We're addicted to the newness, to the rush of what's unseen
But the high's a fleeting moment, like a whisper in between

There's a kid out in the suburbs, dreaming big behind closed doors
He's got posters of his idols, and a list of all his scores
But the medals on his dresser, are just tokens of his wars
Fighting battles for approval, never knowing what it's for

He's got the grades, he's got the plan, but something's always missed
The joy of simple moments, lost in the pursuit of bliss
He's climbing higher, thinking someday, he'll reach the top of this
But the view is just a mirage, fading into the abyss

Round and round, we're chasing shadows in the dark
Another mile, another milestone, but we're back where we start
Hedonic treadmill, always running, but we never find the spark
Just ghosts in a machine, losing pieces of our hearts

So we run, and we run, through the night and through the day
Chasing happiness like a phantom, that always slips away
But maybe if we stop, take a breath, and just stay
We'll find the joy we're missing, in the simple things we say

Hedonic Treadmill

This is a song about Romanian gypsies who make a living  by collecting scrap metal. The lyrics are in Romanian. There is some humor involved, but no dissrespect. After all, we're all in the same shithole  here. 

Lyrics (Romanian):

Verse1:
Mamă, nu mai merg la şcoală!
Mamă, n-are niciun rost.
Tată, nu mai merg la muncă,
Că nu am niciun folos.

Chorus:
Nu mai merg deloc în mină,  
FERul creşte în grădina. 
Nici nu trebe târnăcop, 
Din gunoaie să-l degrop. 

Ai în curte un tezaur 
Sub rugină este aur 
Sa faci bani este usor 
Chiar de nu-i strălucitor 

FERul noi îl colectăm, 
Obiceiul respectăm.
N-avem cal, avem masină 
Şi remorca ne e plină. 

Verse2:
Munca e pentru tractoare,
Cartea pentru tocilari,
Pentru ce-i făcută oare
Viaţa asta de hoinari.

Chorus

Bridge:
Am nevoie de banii tăi
Ca să mănânc, ca să trăiesc, ca să iubesc.
De banii tăi,
Am nevoie de banii tăi.

Chorus


Ride Horses

A simple message to myself from way back.  Found it almost like a message in a bottle. It said , relax , let go, live .... you are working and maybe even dreaming too hard.  Then slowly the message ....Connect .... seemed almost like a new mood elevating pill you could buy at a drug store.... and the song was not only advice from a future me, but quite possibly a tv commercial for a new drug called .... CONNECT.

Connect

What You Said

Drop It

No light without fire

Introducing the song:

With lyrical irreverence and sharp criticism, Uli presents "Posta uma Linda Resposta": a song that celebrates freedom of expression, questions elitist art labels, and reveres the authentic simplicity of marginalized voices. In scathing and poetic verses, Uli invites us to respond with beauty, even if it displeases the most sophisticated palates. A bossa nova without caviar—made of soul, sand, and acoustic guitar.

Apresentando a música:

Com irreverência lírica e crítica afiada, Uli apresenta "Posta uma Linda Resposta": uma canção que celebra a liberdade de expressão, questiona os rótulos elitistas da arte e reverencia a simplicidade autêntica das vozes à margem. Em versos mordazes e poéticos, Uli convida a responder com beleza mesmo que isso desagrade os paladares mais sofisticados. Uma bossa sem caviar — feita de alma, areia e violão.

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Uli - Posta uma Linda Resposta

©Music Composed and Produced by Ulisses Nicolau Alberto Barros. (Uli)
©Lyrics by Uli (@uli_virtual_band)
Copyright 2025 - Uli @uli_virtual_band

Mixing by: Uli and Rogério Vieira
Mastering by: Uli and Rogério Vieira

Singer: Nicholas Albert
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Lyrics in Portuguese:

(Verse 1)

No meu feed, alguém postou 
Não alegrou, mas também
Não desanimou
Era uma crítica aos críticos 
Um monte de textos rebuscados e hiperbólicos

(Verse 2)

Cada turma tem seu tema
A minha não tem um emblema 
Somos sem muita pós-graduação 
Ricos em cultura, mas não temos grana pra pagar um doutorado sanduíche.

A nata dos apreciadores sabe até mesmo que três trombones são amigos de uma trompa.
Mas, meus amigos e eu não somos chegados à muita pompa.

(Chorus)

Posta uma linda resposta,
Ainda que possa,
Desagradar a turma da bossa
E do caviar.

Mostra que a costa,
Costa da praia,
Não é só da gandaia,
Nem só da moça do corpo dourado.

Posta um poema gritado 
Ainda que possa,
Desagradar a turma da bossa
E do caviar.

Mostra que um violão, praia,
Grupo de amigos e uma simples canção,
Não foram eternizados somente
Pela turma da bossa

E do caviar.

(Final Chorus)

Posta uma linda resposta,
Ainda que possa,
Desagradar a turma da bossa
E do caviar. (Há espaço e lugar pra todo mundo se expressar)

(Moça do corpo dourado) 
(Do canto desafinado)
(Imensa dor)
(Quando a crítica não tem humor)

(Outro)

Isso parece bossa nova, mas sem caviar!

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Lyrics in English:

(Verse 1)

In my feed, someone posted
It didn't cheer me up, but it didn't discourage me either
It was a critique to the critics
A bunch of elaborate and hyperbolic texts

(Verse 2)

Each crew has its own theme
Mine doesn't have an emblem
We don't have many postgraduate degrees
Rich in culture, but we don't have the money to pay for a doctorate degree.

The cream of the crop of connoisseurs even knows that three trombones are friends with a horn.
But my friends and I aren't into pomp.

(Chorus)

Post a beautiful response post,
Even though it might
Displease the bossa nova crowd
And the caviar crowd.

It shows that the coast,
The beach coast,
Isn't just for partying,
Nor just for the girl with the golden body.

Post a shouted poem
Even if it might
Displease the bossa nova crowd
And the caviar crowd.

It shows that a guitar, a beach,
A group of friends, and a simple song,
Were not immortalized only
By the bossa nova crowd
And the caviar crowd.

(Final Chorus)

Post a beautiful response post,
Even if it might
Displease the bossa nova crowd
And the caviar crowd. (There's room and place for everyone to express themselves)

(Girl with the golden body)
(Of the off-key singing)
(Immense pain)
(When the critic has no humor)

(Outro)

This sounds like bossa nova, but without the caviar!

Uli - Posta uma Linda Resposta (bossa nova)

gentle (semi-acoustic) guitar instrumental

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