Undercover

Liban

The Beautiful Dark

Nothing Ventured

Bluesinha is a cheeky little blues that tells the story of a smooth-talking hustler who underestimated the girl — and ended up getting what he deserved. But in the end, they find common ground, and desire wins out. A tale of love for lust, or maybe lust for love.

Little Blues (Bluesinha)

Listen here, my girl,
Don’t mean to play you wrong,
Hope you’ll forgive me,
But tonight I can't come along.
I got no cash on me,
No ride, no fare,
And I know you don’t
Take buses anywhere.
My vibe is rock and roll,
But your scene’s pop and gold,
It’s money...

I’m a streetwise stray
In this crazy town,
Was a punk, Hare Krishna,
Now I sleep on the ground.
I got nowhere to go,
Got nothing to share,
No dog, no room or sofa,
No TV, not even air.
But if I steal your mint drop,
And sip your whisky on the rocks —
That's sweeter...

My vibe is rock and roll,
But your world’s pop control,
It’s money...

Now listen up, my dear,
Let me make it clear,
I don’t want your money,
Don’t care what you wear.
My folks pay my bills,
That much you should know,
Cash ain’t what I’m missing —
Just got nowhere to go.

My vibe is pure raw lust,
Your scene’s all junk and dust,
So hollow...

So come on now, my love,
Let’s not waste the night,
I’m finally gettin'
What’s been feelin' right.
You want me,
And I want you too —
Why worry 'bout the rest
When the world’s just passin' through?
Our beat is touch and heat,
Our world’s a Woodstock street —
So mellow...

And our life is tight,
Our kiss? A bolt of light —
Straight yellow.

+++++++++++++++PORTUGUES

Bluesinha é um blues canalha, que conta a história de um malandro que subestimou a garota e acabou levando o troco. Mas no final eles se entendem e o desejo prevalece. Uma história de amor ao tesão, ou tesão de amor.

Bluesinha

 
Escute aqui menina,
Eu não quero te enganar,
Vê se me desculpa, 
Mas hoje não vai dar...
Não tenho dinheiro, 
Tô sem condução,
Sei também que você 
Não é de pegar buzão.
Minha balada é rock,
Mas seu mundo é pop,
Dinheiro...
Eu sou bicho urbano, 
Dessa cidade louca,
Já fui punk, Hare Krishna
Hoje eu durmo numa moita
Não tenho pra onde ir
Nada à oferecer
Cachorro, quarto ou sala,
Nem banheiro nem tv.
Mas se eu te serro um drops,
Seu whisk on-the-rocks
Primeiro...
Minha balada é rock,
Mas seu mundo é pop,
Dinheiro...

Então preste atenção,
Vou te explicar meu bem,
Não quero sua grana,
Nem saber o que Tú tem,
Minha família é quem me banca,
Você deve saber
A mim não falta grana,
O que me falta é quem comer.
Minha balada é fuck
Mas seu mundo é junkie
Fuleiro...
Então venha meu amor,
Não vamos perder tempo
Agora eu to sacando,
O que está acontecendo
Você me quer, 
Eu te quero também,
Pra que saber do resto 
Se o mundo vai ou vem
Nossa balada é o toque
Nosso mundo Woodstok
Inteiro...
Mas nossa vida é top,
Nosso beijo e um choque!
E meio....

Little Blues (Bluesinha)

The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down

Let’s not mince words here. Trump is the embodiment of corruption, greed, and incompetence. He’s a man who has spent his entire life looking out for himself, exploiting others, and leaving chaos in his wake. As De Niro so eloquently put it: *“He’s a dog. He’s a pig. He’s a con. He’s a bullsh*t artist. He’s a mutt who doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”* This isn’t just about politics—it’s about morality. It’s about standing up to a man who has no respect for the rule of law, no respect for the truth, and no respect for the American people.  

Trump’s presidency was a disaster. He divided the country, emboldened hate, and failed to deliver on his promises. He’s a man who thrives on chaos, who lies with every breath, and who cares only about his own ego. As De Niro said: *“He’s a punk, he’s a dog, he’s a mutt. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He’s an idiot. He’s a fool.”* And yet, here we are, facing the possibility of him returning to power. We cannot let that happen. We cannot allow this man to continue to poison our democracy.  

This is not just about Trump—it’s about the people who enable him. The sycophants, the cowards, and the opportunists who stand by his side and allow his corruption to flourish. They are just as guilty as he is. As De Niro said: *“They’re all scum. They’re all mutts. They don’t know what they’re talking about.”* We need to hold them accountable. We need to stand up and fight back.  

The stakes are too high to sit on the sidelines. This is about the soul of our nation. It’s about protecting our democracy, our values, and our future. We cannot afford to let Trump and his enablers win. We must vote, we must organize, and we must make our voices heard. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna fight back. We’re gonna fight back with everything we’ve got.”*  

So let’s do this. Let’s come together and defeat Trump once and for all. Let’s show the world that we are better than this. That we will not tolerate corruption, lies, and hate. That we will stand up for what’s right. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna win. We’re gonna win because we have to.”*  

This is our moment. This is our fight. Let’s get to work.  

#DefeatTrump #VoteHimOut #NotMyPresident #DeNiroWasRight

Passionate Apathy

Before

For those of you not familiar with the management abuse which took the lives of Badfinger's Pete Ham and Tom Evans. They died without seeing any of the benefits from their million selling songs.

"I will not be allowed to love and trust everybody". "This is better".
(Pete Ham's suicide note)



Everything falls into place
The future is secure
The golden boys,the chosen ones
The sellout world tour

Did you get what you deserved baby blue
Day after day
A world without you

Million selling records
Validation from the best
Just four boys from Wales
No one would have guessed

Legal fights and corruption
Greedy businessmen
The took your money took your soul
Again and again

That avaricious businessman 
He bled you dry
All the starry promises
Were nothing but a lie

Six long years 
And nothing to show
A rope a note in a garage
It was time to go

Did you get what you deserved baby blue
Day after day
A world without you

Pete & Tom

Brought to live from Vinny’s Lounge and Gambleteria. On the outskirts of Las Vegas. Song by my bandmate Ian Stephen https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CMRSDBTAeDA

Lyrics

I WAS WATCHIN' A DVD OF ELVIS, IN 1977 IT'S ONE YOU'LL NEVER SEE
IT NEVER REALLY WAS A DVD, I MADE A COPY FROM A TAPE
THAT SOMEBODY GAVE ME, AND ELVIS IS STILL GREAT
 ALMOST 30 YEARS LATER

THE KING LOOKS ALL PUFFY AND FAT, BUT NOBODY IN THE AUDIENCE GIVES A CRAP
ELVIS LOOKS LIKE HE'S ALREADY DEAD, HIS BLUE BLACK HAIR IS RUNNIN' WITH SWEAT 
HE HANDS OUT SCARVES TO HYSTERICAL CHICKS, ALL THE WHILE LOOKS BLOATED UP AND SICK
BUT WHEN HE SINGS "HOW GREAT THOU ART", IT'S SOMETHING THAT TRANSCENDS ART

LET ELVIS FREE, ON DVD 
1977, JUST BEFORE HE WENT TO HEAVEN

YOU CAN'T REWRITE HISTORY, IT'S SO MESSED UP IT'S SOMETHING TO SEE
MAYBE ONE DAY WE'LL GET TO SEE IT, IF PRISCILLA AND LISA MARIE WILL FREE IT (SHE'S DEAD)
NOBODY CAN TAKE THAT AWAY, IT'S A REAL PERSON AND THAT'S OK 
THESE MODERN DAY ENTERTAINING FOOLS CAN'T COMPETE
ELVIS IS TOTALLY COOL

LET ELVIS FREE, ON DVD 
1977, JUST BEFORE HE WENT TO HEAVEN

Let Elvis Live

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Prod. by Cold Melody


Twilight

In my description for my last personal composition, Painted In Pastels, I talked about a certain harmonic language or style that flowered in the late sixties, early seventies. I mentioned Sondheim and his work, especially from the same said time. This to me is a towering achievement of what I was talking about. I was just floored digging into the music. The better a musician I become the more this piece impresses me.

Send In The Clowns

This is an acoustic jam of the idea. Original track is here:
https://on.soundcloud.com/7vFx9WxImqCzzUKcQq

Notes
I'm thinking of the mentalists who fascinate me in this tune as well as other things. The idea of neuroplasticity and actually wiring your brain towards a path that offers content feelings by releasing negativity just by intending it or doing the same conversely if that's your frame of mind. There lies Einstein's famous quote, "The most important decision you will make is whether you live in a hostile universe"
We decide how we feel about everything and those decisions are what let them effect our mindset either positively or negatively. I used to look at that quote as having your head in the sand on reality and that maybe thinking like that didn't factor in other people's suffering properly. But I think I get it how he meant it now. No matter what is happening that's not in your control.. You still decide what your mindset is whether it's about a war or a relationship with one other human. They can both profoundly effect you if you let them. But maybe his point is it doesn't matter what the reality is that you are processing, you still chose to manifest it in a positive or negative manner as only you can build your own mindset and only you can control whatever level of connectivity you have with that other human or that war you may be in our not... Both scenarios can suck and be a challenge but the true power is being at peace with what you do control, your own brain...

Derren Browne and Keith Barry are two great mind specialists worth a rabbit hole each.

I don't believe  what they have discovered and teach has to end with enjoying them as entertainment. We can be that if we learn our own versions of what they've found and get that positive for own own beings. It's all about mind set, not magic... It is more control over the universe of neurons we all have inside our skulls. The stuff we can and should learn to control because then we move towards the greater good with common sense


432 A - EADGAD - 96 bpm

Lyrics
One can never know
Ones suffering
It might not show
You might just get a glow & a grin

Brave faces found
We know deep down
Their light flickers sound
Pain as Earth pounds and pounds and pounds and pounds and pounds ...

So give me your pain
Let me release it
Let me find some peace for it
Give me your pain
Let me release it
Let me find some peace of it

Then it gets hard
Untenable
We disconnect
We end this fake mirrored show
We sleep
We wake
Hands tied
Joints and pills to take
We're trying to feel alive
May we all survive

Oh give me your pain
Let me release it
Let me find some peace for it
I'll be your devil drain
Let it out to cease your sore
Lets find peace for more

Give me your Pain

This is a song about using your wings :-)
I used my workbench to record and sample some of the sounds used in this song. Please let me know if you like it.

"Fly away" written by KL
Recorder (Blockflöte) by SL (my 9 year old daughter)
Vocals, Synthesizer and Drums by KL
Cover art painted by SL & KL

Fly away

Added a since original upload ~ Bass. I was going to call my bass a bitch but I couldn't that. Harley is worth too much (59 euro on Thomann) to insult! Added Electric guitar /  Transistor piano / Cello, Violin and combined String sections 3 seperate runs /

Shout out to Single Use & Recycled. Whilst playing this electric line I'm thinking of them. There is no way I would have tried playing what I tried playing without their direct influence recently. So far I could only dream of expressing on a guitar some of the scaling they can but that highlights for me a few things... Over the decades bands are starting to disappear. Thats an industry driven thing but also a natural bi product of the ability of a band or a huge amount of what a band can do is possible by one person. That sucks for bands but it's very empowering to the individual musician. If you think pre internet, we had hubs of cities and regions where bands were spawned.... SoundCloud is like one big Seattle for me. How I learn everyday from everyones interpretation of music is astounding to me especially given a band was also for me a dream at one point as a boy. In a way even if we aren't directly collaborating it's still like we are all jamming with one another on some level and thats I guess a really positive thing in the light of less actual bands breaking through to mainstream...

Check out guitar you probably can't play and amazing songs... here: https://soundcloud.com/user-995867230 ~ Artist name: Single Use & Recycled


I bet you wouldn't be allowed to make this with ChapGPT!
I won't waste my fingers valuable energy testing that shit


Lyrics

Vaffanculo, Fuck off, Ayreh feek
Vā se foder, Foutre le comp
Gûndàn, Fakkuofu, Bhaad mein jao
Multi-continental curse with me now

Cagna, Bitch, Šarmûta
Cadela, Chienna
Mûgôu, Meinu, Kutiya
Multi-continental bitch ass wow

Where is the profane?
What gives these words power of propane
Too much? You're a clown
Rare then make impact
A ya cunt is in town

Multi-continental curse with me now
Multi-continental bitch ass wow
A ya cunt is in town

Notes
I hope nobody is offended by my terrible pronunciation. I endeavour to get that focking perfect eventually

I don't think words should ever be taught as bad. Context & frame of reference contain the meaning and intent. Calling words bad and limiting their use is limiting expression in my view. yes we should inspire younger generations to express themselves in more articulate ways but maybe our culture says curses are needed to truly express this reality. 

Multicontinental Curse

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Credit: beat Produced by LickOwens

That You Were There

Undressed

Astronomy Domine (cover)

Fun with one of the greats. ;)Yellowman's original vocals and me on everything else.

Nobody Moves Nobody Gets Hurt (Reframed Yellowman)

I'm a conceptual musical artist but the concepts are vague and I'm not willing to explain them.

Send In The Clowns

jon lock