Wonderful track. Amazing performances, recording and mix.

awesome vocals and guitarplaying.. great musicianship here,Jonny..high respect!🎶🎸🎤

This is so beautiful. The lyrics, the vocals, the delicate guitar. Great!

bravo, lovely👏🏼💫💯💫☕💫☕🌈

Copy of Daily Drops

Jaming in the Garden

A song we recorded back in April 2024 about how we talk about all the things that our wrong but it doesn’t make a difference.
Great Britain is broken at the moment and seriously needs fixing but know one seems to know how.
A new government as appeared to make it worse yet told us we can sort this.
The poorest are getting poorer and the richest are getting richer. The world will never be equal but when a country of our wealth is struggling we know something is wrong. 
Working families can’t pay the basics bills or put food on the table because prices have gone through the roof.
We pump chemical factory waste directly into our rivers because someone’s getting an handout somewhere along the line. Meanwhile the wildlife dies and can’t recover. 
Our incredible NHS system is on its knees & so under funded with record waiting lists for every treatment.
Wars in other countries that have a massive effect on our Country. 
We talk about all these things bringing them in with talking about the weather, football scores & VAR. 
It would just be nice to talk about the good things that make life worth living instead of doom & gloom. 
Conscience of Kings gives you ….. 
To The Everyday People 

V1.
I anit talking about political domination 
I anit talking about the environmental situation 
I anit talking about all these  crazy  wars 
I anit talking about var &  football scores 

Chorus 
Cause it doesn’t make a difference 
What I’ve got to say 
Whenever was the world equal 
For the every day people x2



V2. 
I anit talking about the lack of funds NHS 
I anit talking about the mental health mess 
I anit talking about  prices  when renewing 
I anit talking about what the weather is doing 

Chorus 
Cause it doesn’t make a difference 
What I’ve got to say 
Whenever was the world equal 
For  every day people x2

Whenever was the world equal for the everyday people (repeat to end)

To The Everyday People ~Conscience Of Kings

Jaming in the Garden2

In a changing world, certainly in the UK, revolution and civil war are just around the corner. This track is intended to offer strength to those who refuse to accept insult. Drawing Out those amongst us who are prepared to say no, when no is required. To stand against totalitarian governments, quangos. ngos's and any other arms of oppression.
So this is what has inspired this piece.
Thanks for listening and any comments will be gratefully received.
Alan 

Con-Fusion

Drawing Out

Original https://soundcloud.com/nova-j-49914957/chemicals 
Music and Lyrics by @nova-j-49914957
Additional sadness and lack of drums by me.
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Lyrics:

Sitting in a circle on a basement floor
Sharing bottles, chasing something we can’t name anymore
The lawyer’s still in his tie, but he’s losing his home
Dealer’s got the power now, and he won’t let it go

He looks so calm with the smoke around his head
Like he found peace, but I know his dreams are dead

And he keeps talking ‘bout the chemicals
Like they’re medicine, like they’re saving him
But I can see the writing on the wall
It’s critical, it’s pitiful
The way we fall for chemicals

I took a ride on a ship too far from land
Bought my comfort in a hallway with a shaky hand
Flashing lights and bodies pressing, but I felt the sea
Rising in my bloodstream, dragging under me

I woke up in a cabin, faces I don’t know
The story never changes, just the cast in the show

And I keep talking ‘bout the chemicals
Like they’re medicine, like they’re healing me
But it’s a carousel I can’t get off
It’s cynical, it’s biblical
The way I pray to chemicals

I watched a friend turn blue on a hotel floor
Two strangers stepped around and out the door
I swore I’d never be the one to meet that fate
But here I am, still bargaining with chemicals again

And we keep talking ‘bout the chemicals
Like they’re medicine, like they’re heaven-sent
But the spiral always feels unstoppable
It’s beautiful, it’s terrible
The way we worship chemicals
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Original: https://soundcloud.com/nova-j-49914957/chemicals

Chemicals (Cover) by Nova J

This is about the life of the artist, Eduardo Paolozzi, and about using experiences to inform the creation of art.

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Such a lot to think about 
When your family is
Pulled down under the waves
That crash
Around the sunken ship
That was trying to take you back home

The sea we used to gaze upon
From the family shop that sold ice cream
To kids, they were on their holidays
Before they went back home

Close your eyes
And you can go right back there

What do you see?
Eduardo draws it carefully
The fisherman and his wife
Are calling
They want to help you get back home
Before it’s too late

Melt down those memories
Make something new
For a station
By a building

It’s 100 ft tall
It towers above

Melt down those memories
A ritual forgot
Sculpted anew
Just like the wave
That swept your family away

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Credits:
Vocals by Lyv (https://linktree.com/lyveriana)
Guitar by Gabb (https://www.fiverr.com/gabb_matos)


Song for Eduardo

Answer me

He set the table himself dim lights, polished wood, candles flickering like the last hopes in his chest. He placed his heart on the plate, raw and honest, hoping it would be enough.

She arrived, perfume first, beauty next. She smiled. She listened to his dreams, maybe even believed them for a minute. But when he slid his heart across the table, bleeding, vulnerable, everything he had; she just...leaned in, pressed her lips to his glass, and left her mark.

Not a sip. Not a taste.
Just proof she’d been there.

She got up, straightened her dress, and with a whisper of expensive fragrance, a ghost of a smile, she walked away; leaving him alone with nothing but the memory of a red lipstick print and a heart that was never touched.

He learned: sometimes the deepest wounds aren’t from those who break your heart, but from those who never even bother to hold it. Some love stories end before they begin; marked by a presence, not a connection.

He sat in the silence, staring at the glass, the plate, the empty chair.
And in that emptiness, he realized.
A heart offered is not always a heart received.
Some people just leave a mark, and call that love.

His heart was not enough.

Not Enough

CT Burcham and Barff Ratzz - A collaboration
Drums by Mike Ochs
written and performed by Barff Ratzz

Your Faded Mind

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Late Night Confessions

Ce titre est pour "Mathou" Loin des yeux n'est pas loin du coeur. Le temps s'arrête quand on fait du "son"... Une vague rafraichissante chill irlandaise vous porte dans une nouvelle dimension...

Love chill - 31_08_2025

Honey, My Mercy’s in Short Supply

Verse 1
You came knockin’ with that same old plea,
Tears on your tongue, but they don’t fool me.
I’m not the saint you think I’ll be tonight,
I’ll take your sin, but I won’t play nice.

Pre-Chorus
Don’t mistake my kiss for a lullaby,
Every touch I give comes with a price.

Chorus
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply,
Don’t ask for heaven when I deal in lies.
You want redemption, baby, don’t look mine,
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply.

Verse 2
You call it love, but it feels like debt,
Every promise you made still drippin’ wet.
I don’t forgive, no, I just enjoy,
Breaking your heart like it’s my favorite toy.

Pre-Chorus
Don’t mistake my smile for sympathy,
Every tear you shed just belongs to me.

Chorus
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply,
Don’t ask for heaven when I deal in lies.
You want salvation, baby, stand in line,
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply.

Bridge
I’ll give you one kiss, two drinks, three sins,
By the time you crawl, I’ll be gone again.
Don’t pray for kindness, don’t beg me sweet,
I’m the devil you love at your holy feet.

Final Chorus
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply,
Don’t ask for heaven when I deal in lies.
Your prayers don’t matter, I don’t oblige,
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply.

Outro (smoky ad-lib)
Short supply… short supply…
Mercy, baby, mercy runs dry.

Honey My Mercy is in Short Supply

Guitars, bass and production - Llanpsych
Beats - Inactive Caller & Active Caller by fakestarstudios (Looperman)
Should you ever find yourself in Scotland check out The Crawick Multiverse
https://www.crawickmultiverse.co.uk/

Open Multiverse

Délinquant

Song written, sung, produced and engineered by Chris Scheri.
Instrumentation by Chris, Mark, David, Brendan

COULD HAVE STOPPED THIS

(Intro. Instrumental theme )
Walking in the park on a hot Summer night.
Make the best of this - he wants to help.
Walking in the park on a hot Summer's night.
Make the best of this - and help yourself.

But you know
You could have stopped this
could have stopped this
could have stopped this (repeat chorus)

(repeat instrumental theme)
Walking in the park on a hot Summer night
Where's the rest of this? Where are you now?
I'm walking in the park on a hot Summer night
What's the best of this? I need to know the rest of this.
Because I know
I could have stopped this
could have stopped this
could have stopped this
I could have stopped this

Over and Over. It keeps me awake at night.
“Could have stopped this” (background vocals)

Guitar solo.

M8 Just when you think, “Everything's alright.”
Just when you think, “We're under control.”
You trip on a thought and slip into “If Only”
If only I'd known, I would have been there!

There – on a hot Summer night
Your thoughts are everywhere.
Can I still help you?
Walking in the park on a hot Summer night,
You're the best of this!
Oh can you tell me, is there anything
I can still do for YOU?

(Choruses repeat till the end, joined by lead guitar on the
third repeat)
YOU COULD HAVE STOPPED THIS

Song for Eduardo

Jonny Figment

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