I Tim deacon songwriter and keyboard arranged by Tom r o a c h keyboard and base mark s a c c o drummer and Joe h o y e r guitars

after all

Joe Stroffolino Selection

Trailer of Thanks: Much gratitude for all you playlists and comments on Black Bloc Pt. 2

KiiMA

Junzo Kowashi

Songs with a twinge of humor (and some a bit more serious).

Joe Stroffolino - Joe on the Edge

Copy of Massa & Lysta

Altodream

I Play With One Hand &  I'm A Songwriter Too  My Dream Is Coming True Keep Rocking

After All

colab with NoxpoxCheck out noxpox (page 12) on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/D7Wr7

Prowl(music by noxpox)

Recorded live (Except for some guitar overdubs) at the Bathyscaphe Studio.

Bass: Ricounet Devallau
Drums: Nicolas Ouvrier
Guitars, vocals, mix: Hervé Louradour

Here is our version of the wonderful Chris Rea song "Joséphine".

Release date: June 26, 2023


Josephine: 
 There's rain on my window, but I'm thinking of you
 Tears on my pillow, but I will come through  
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love,  and every single step I take, I'll take for you  
Josephine, I'll send you all my love,  
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love  .

Now there's a storm on my radar, but I can still fly  
 But you are the reason for the blue in my sky   
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love,  and every single step I take, 
I'll take for you
My Josephine, I'll send you all my love,   
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love

 Josephine, I'll send you all my love,  
and every single step I take, I'll take for you
My Josephine, I'll send you all my love,   
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love
 When I'm far away, oh so far away, I'll send you all my love  
 Joseph-ine, I'll send you all my love,               
 Joseph-ine, I'll send you all my love ...

Joséphine

A song about growing older and looking back and asking myself: Were the good old days really that great.

Rose Colored Glasses

Copyright 2024 Joe Stroffolino

Lots of people moving to the state of AZ
The desert seems like a nice a nice place to be
The only problem is there’s not enough H20
One day you’ll turn the tap and it’s not gonna flow
The climate keeps getting drier every single year
I guess we’ll have to take fewer showers and drink more beer

If you can’t stand the heat maybe you should get out of the kitchen
Maybe this isn’t the right place for you.
The sun up in the sky is 93 million miles away
But it feels a lot closer on a hot Arizona day

There’s not enough snowpack on the mountains up high
They say the Colorado river’s running dry
They’re ripping up lawns, replacing them with rocks
Instead of going barefoot, you walk around in crocs
The polar glaciers are melting in to the sea
I wish that they could scoop up an iceberg and drop it down on me

If you can’t stand the heat maybe you should get out of the kitchen
Maybe this isn’t the right place for you

Most of the rain falls in the summer
Monsoon season can be a real bummer
You get a big dust storm, they call it a haboob
You can watch scary videos on You Tube
You’ll be driving and suddenly you can’t see
You gotta make sure you don’t crash into a cactus or a tree

If you can’t stand the heat maybe you should get out of the kitchen
Maybe this isn’t the right place for you

A long time a ago, it must have been tough without air conditioning
People just had to sit around all day moaning and bitching 
Now the biggest thing we complain about is our high electric bill
As we lie on the couch watching Netflix enjoying the comfortable chill

If you can’t stand the heat maybe you should get out of the kitchen
Maybe this isn’t the right place for you
The sun up in the sky is 93 million miles away
But it feels a lot closer on a hot Arizona day

Can't Stand the Heat

Rien de Bien

KISSIN' ASS FOR CHRISTMAS

Cast of Characters:
E Ruizzo-- https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions --Manuel-- composition, lyrics, Squier Stratocaster electric guitar, vocals, mix, and production
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- piano, accordion, and horn
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Jose Ramirez nylon stringed flamenco style guitar, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – four string Fender Precision Bass bass

This song began all the way back when Manuel was 16 and found love that summer with a girl named Carmen. He remembered her, though, and wrote this song about her all these years later. The title of the song means "Your name has the song," and the lyrics spell out the girl's charms using the letters of her name. Check out the lyrics and the translation below. 
  Using that inspiration, Manuel came up with the song structure and the vocal melodies to a rudimentary drum track with his electric guitar. He then asked Josh if the group would be interested in taking it on. Josh, never being one to refuse a challenging piece of music, and always on the lookout for interesting musicians with whom to collaborate, accepted his kind offer and created a project for the rest of the Eclectic Collecitve to join. He started the whole thing off by adding his bass, to which Ken added his innovative drums, to which Josh redid his bass, as is the typical process in the EC.
  Next up was JJ, who you'd think he'd grown up with Spanish music the way he added the horns, accordion, and piano. Then Stephen stepped in and added his psychedelic and intricate acoustic guitar to the stew. 
  It was all done, except for the mix at this point. Manuel did the honors, and did it very expertly. Stephen mastered it to give it more volume and dynamism, too, as he always does. 
  This was the first, but we hope not the last, time the EC has collaborated with Manuel, although we're all fans of the incredible music on his page. He was a true delight to work with, giving honest, encouraging feedback and helping us shape his song to meet his vision. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by E Ruizzo:

TU NOMBRE TIENE LA CANCIÓN  /  YOUR NAME HAS THE SONG

Qué es una lágrima en el desierto?  /  What is a tear in the desert?
Cae sin ruido, se evapora y se olvida.  /  It falls without noise, evaporates and is forgotten.
No tiene tiempo de brillar, su vida  /  It has no time to shine, its life
es corta y su camino tan incierto…  /  is short and its path so uncertain...

Ce del calor del desierto y su sol,  /  ‘C’ for the heat of the desert and its sun,
a del adiós por el que lloré tanto;  /  ‘a’ for the farewell for which I cried so much;
erre del río que forma mi llanto;  /  ‘r’ for the river formed by my crying;
eme de miedo, de magia y de amor.  /  ‘m’ for fear, for magic and for love.

E de esperanza, de espacio rosado,  /  ‘E’ for hope, for pink space,
de espina clavada, de suelta emoción;  /  for stuck thorn, for loose emotion;
ene de noche de un tiempo pasado.  /  ‘n’ for night of a past time.

Carmen, tu nombre tiene la canción  /  Carmen, your name has the song
de todo aquello que has significado:  /  of all that you have meant:
Carmen de luz, de sonrisa y de adiós.  /  Carmen of light, of smile and of goodbye.

Tu Nombre Tiene La Canción (with The Eclectic Collective)

There was a scientist, he invented a time machine
he was looking to go back to those days wen life was not nearly so complex
He got inside, he pushed the button but his calculations were wrong
He ended up in the Juriasic era and was eaten by a T-Rex

Sometimes things don't turn out quite the way you expected
Sometmes you just gotta jump before all the dots are connected

Sometimes the answer's right in front of your snout
Sometimes you just gotta let those bottled feelings come out
Sometimes the truth is there but you just don't want to see it
Sometimes you gotta open up your mind and make a decision to free it

There was a prince who had royal blood and he was destined to become king and he wasn't very interested in taking on that job
One day he just got on his horse and he rode away and he never came back
he assumed a new identity and became a working class slob

Sometimes things don't turn out quite the way you expected
Sometmes you just gotta jump before all the dots are connected

Sometimes the answer's right in front of your snout
Sometimes you just gotta let those bottled feelings come out
Sometimes the truth is there but you just don't want to see it
Sometimes you gotta open up your mind and make a decision to free it

Sometimes you gotta step out of the box and see which way the wind is blowing. Head in the opposite direction and convince yourself to get going
Sometimes you gotta march to a brand new beat. Sometimes you gotta make a U-turn and head down a different street

Sometimes the answer's right in front of your snout
Sometimes you just gotta let those bottled feelings come out
Sometimes the truth is there but you just don't want to see it
Sometimes you gotta open up your mind and make a decision to free it

Snout

**🌄 "Dawn’s Cold Embrace" – A Haunting Post-Punk Meditation on Transience 🌄**  

A delicate balance of frost-kissed melody and raw introspection, **"Dawn’s Cold Embrace"** captures the quiet agony of existing in the threshold between night’s refuge and day’s unyielding glare. This track weaves jangly, shimmering guitars with poetic despair, crafting a soundscape as fragile as the hour it mourns.  

**Lyrics as Fragile Revelations:**  
The song opens like a shiver—*“The night loosens its grip, leaves me in silence, where memories hover, shadows without shape”*—pitting the comfort of darkness against dawn’s merciless clarity. The chorus, *“There’s a chill in the light, it feels too honest,”* aches with the vulnerability of confronting what daylight unearths: fractured truths and “things unsaid.” The spoken-word outro lingers like mist, whispering of liminal purgatory: *“a place between what’s gone and what’s yet to begin.”*  

**Soundscapes of Bleak Elegance:**  
Treble-soaked guitar lines twinkle like frost under a pale sun, while a melodic bassline pulses with the rhythm of sleepless contemplation. Drums shuffle with restrained urgency, mimicking the reluctant march toward morning. Vocals sway between tender murmurs and trembling crescendos, embodying the tension of holding onto fading warmth. The bridge strips the arrangement to a skeletal hum—cold synths and trembling reverb mirroring the lyric’s *“loss without sorrow”*—before the instrumental break erupts in a cascade of melancholic strings and wiry arpeggios.  

**Why It Captivates:**  
- **For fans of:** Introspective jangle-pop, poetic bleakness, and post-punk’s romantic despair.  
- **Perfect for:** Solitary walks through empty parks at daybreak, scribbling unsent letters, or clinging to the ghost of a fading dream.  

**"Dawn’s Cold Embrace"** is not a song—it’s a sigh crystallized in sound. A hymn for those who find solace in the ache of impermanence. **Let its gray-light melancholy seep into your bones.**  

🎧 *Stream now, and wander the fragile edge of dawn.* 🎧  

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*Tags: #JangleGloom #PostPunkPoetry #LiminalSoundscapes #MelancholicDawn #IntrospectiveRock*

Dawns Cold Embrace

this track was inspired by reading The Wager, a great true adventure story by David Grann. 

lyrics

meet me in the portrait 
down beneath the shade of tree
pack me in a suitcase
hollow out a chest built out for tea

I could be the border 
maybe you could set my scene
a painting like a raincheck 
trapped inside a submarine 

somebody is following
you better watch your back
once you lost your mind it's gone
and your incurring 
wager islands wrath 

so meet me in the rainbow 
down by the waterfront cascade
where beaux jack a dandies 
stole all the hearts from those who prayed

we could be important 
when our discoveries unveiled 
hook me up to morphine girl 
and I'll put up the bail

somebody is following 
you better watch your back
once you lost your mind it's gone
and your incurring wager islands wrath 

so meet me in the portrait 
we'll set sail at crescent moon
you can be the cannon
ball and I'll provide the boom

look out for me this summer 
when all the seas have frozen cold
you can be the treasure map
and I'll provide the gold


thanks for listening, greatly appreciated as always.


Wager Island (Acoustic)

A Jeff Beer composition, performed live for SWR radio at the Baden-Baden SWF studio.

Life Is Only (SWR Session - 1973)

#Electronic #Hardcore-vibes #Radgie #KiiMA

Radgie

Souvent nous revient cette curieuse envie de changer le monde parce que certaines choses ou pour certain beaucoup de choses nous dérangent ou déplaisent, mais c’est en fait un jugement qui nous appartient, c’est donc surement le monde à l’intérieur de nous qu’il faut changer, notre perception, car personne n’a le même ressenti pour les mêmes choses, la paix intérieure est en nous c’est ce que j’essaie tous les jours de comprendre et de suivre, la résilience, le contentement pour accéder à cette paix intérieure. Lâcher prise en faisant confiance à cette force invisible qu’est la vie et son équilibre, se laisser un peu porter lorsque c’est trop difficile.
 Gandhi disait : Personne ne peut te blesser sans ta permission, le bonheur c’est un état d’être, le bonheur c’est un choix que l’on fait le matin au réveil, ou pas. Nous sommes libres de notre état d’être

Voici 3 livres que j’aime particulièrement :
Le bonheur de Frederic Lenoir
Messager de lumière de Neale Donald Walsh
Danser le rêve de Jamie Sams

Image et cœur : https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520
Chant et musique : Steph Ouna

 Parole :
C’est un musicien
Toujours pressé d’aller plus loin
Qui s’enfuit dans le lointain
Avec son âme à la main
Comme il s’enfonçait
Au plus profond de la forêt
Le vent se mis à souffler
Pour l’empêcher de tomber

refrain :
Lever les mains, vers le haut
Profiter il fait beau, ça nous donne tellement chaud
Qu’on est si près des oiseaux, on se sent libre au bord de l’eau
Et on y trouve le repos, on garde le tempo,
mais où sont cachés les défauts

Et dis-moi le musicien, je crois que l’on se sert de toi
Quel contraste sur ton chemin, tu sais qu’il n’y a ni raison, ni lois
Et t’y perds un peu parfois, tu te crois à l’abris de ça
Et l’on ne donnerait pas cher de toi, si l’on ne te connaissait pas

A vouloir partir trop loin, aller jusqu’à se rendre fou
Puisque rien ne nous retient, alors regarde ce qu’ils ont fait de nous
Essaye toujours de rester debout, même quand la lumière s’éteint
Et que la douleur te cloue, comme l’ancre sur un parchemin

Et mon pauvre musicien, tu avais envie d’aller jusqu’au bout
Mais tu n’es pas magicien, tu es là pour nous faire rêver, c’est tout
C’est comme un nœud qui se dénoue, puis la vie reprend son chemin
Alors on sent ce vent si doux, qui semble venir de si loin

refrain :
Lever les mains, vers le haut
Profiter il fait beau, ça nous donne tellement chaud
Qu’on est si près des oiseaux, on se sent libre au bord de l’eau
Et on y trouve le repos, on garde le tempo,
mais où sont cachés les défauts

Le chemin du musicien

Cast of Characters:
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender HSS Telecaster electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass with a plectrum

This song began as one of Joe's catchy, lyrically centered songs, which he wrote on his acoustic guitar, and filled in with VST instruments. He came up with the lyrics by sharing ideas with fellow SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani, who began the thought process of a song about becoming a musician.
Knowing that Josh is a fan of his work, Joe offered this song to him in hopes that he'd share it with the rest of the band. Of course, Josh jumped at the opportunity to work on his song, and immediately shared it with the rest of the group.
Ken went to work first, adding his driving, excting drums. Josh was having a hard time coming up with a good bass line for it, until Ken suggested that he use the power of the 1/8 note to propel it. Tez was up next with his clever fills you hear throughout the first half of the song. Stephen came along right after and matched Tez's energy for the guitar fills in the second half of the song.
It was still missing a solo in the designated spot, though, so Mark stepped up with his innovative piano solo you hear in the middle. If it sounds a little mechanical, that's because he's using an arpeggiator to achieve the effect. We thought it sounded good in a song about AI, though.
Once all the parts were dialed in, and Joe had gotten all his vocals tuned up, we asked one of our resident pros, Stephen, to mix it for us. He did that and mastered it, too, expertly, as always.
This is the first song we've ever done with Joe, and don't expect it to be the last. We all really enjoyed putting together, in no small part because Joe is such a competent, receptive, and gracious collaborator. We all hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Lyrics by Michele Ansani and Joe Stroffolino
Music by Joe Stroffolino (@joseph-stroffolino)

When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers
But I continued to play
And the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics,
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.

And people will think your songs are great even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure

AI Sucks - Eclectic Collective

Lyrics

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world

Activated citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has

Radicalized citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only that ever has

Agitate and always agitated

One, two, three, four

Black bloc black mask
Take rights don’t ask
Confront and harass 
Those with power don’t pass

Activated citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has

Show your discontent

Track Credits:
Stricknice: Live drums, ending remix
@j-nice-6
Bitzone: Mix and Master
@bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Bass, Guitar, Original Demo Track, Song Art
@wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Samples, Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world

Activated citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has

Radicalized citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only that ever has

Agitate and always agitated

One, two, three, four

Black bloc black mask
Take rights don’t ask
Confront and harass 
Those with power don’t pass

Activated citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has

Show your discontent


Black Bloc

Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Wormling, and the Couch King - Black Bloc

Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino
Guitar strumming tracks and picking tracks Taylor 114ce: Joe Stroffolino
Vocals & Backup Vocals:  Joe Stroffolino
Drums:  EZ Drummer 3
Bass:  PG music Real track

Hey sugar, hope you’re doing alright. I’ve been thinking about you.
Hey sugar hope you’re doing okay. Wonder what you’ve been up to.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen your face, and you had me under your spell.
We’ve both taken a quite a few trips around the sun. Hope time has treated you well.
As for me, I’m a little worse for wear, I’ve gained some weight and lost some hair
But I try to watch my diet and exercise and take care of myself. 
You’re just a memory, it would probably ruin my fantasy, if we were to meet up one day and try to rekindle that old chemistry.
Cause chemicals have an expiration date and it’s probably too late to put ourselves in
 a test tube and get that reaction going again.
Hey, sugar I’ve been thinking about you.  Do you ever think about me too.
Time passes and my memory fades and you become more beautiful
I feel like a boxer who’s past his prime and I’m looking for one last fight
Sometimes I wake up and I think about you in the dark and lonely night
Time keeps on passing and there’s not much you can do
It’s easy to look back and regret those options you didn’t pursue
You can spend your days waxing nostalgic, you can cling to your fantasy
Or you can jump in that water under the bridge and take a chance on reality
You’re just a memory, it would probably ruin my fantasy, if we were to meet up one day and try to rekindle that old chemistry.  
Cause chemicals have an expiration date and it’s probably too late to put ourselves in
 a test tube and get that reaction going again.
You’re just a memory, it would probably ruin my fantasy, but it sure would be nice to rekindle that chemistry.

Just a Memory

For Just One Moment

Music and Lyrics Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino
Vocals Joe Stroffolino
Guitar's: Fender Squire picking track  and Taylor 114ce strumming track Joe Stroffolino
Violin and Bass PG Music real tracks
Drums EZ drummer 3
Piano Logic Pro Session Player track 

All these people who claim they were abducted by alien UFO’s
They say they took them up onto the spaceship and examined them from head to toe.
Most people think those stories are made up, but what if they’re actually true
It kind of makes you wonder what motivates those aliens to do the things they do
If I ever get abducted by aliens from outer space, I think I might ask if I could hitch a ride off this crazy place. 
People who believe we couldn’t have built the pyramids without alien assistance
There’s days when I can’t find my car keys without lots of searching and persistence. 
Maybe we’re just 2 legged creatures and the earth’s an exotic alien zoo. 
And they come here on safari to see what we’re up to
If I ever get abducted by aliens from outer space, I think I might ask if I could hitch a ride off this crazy place. 
Even if they don’t consider me to be much better than a trained monkey
I could play my guitar to cheer them up whenever they feel grumpy.
They say the speed of light is as fast as you can possibly go
Maybe those aliens have access to information we don’t know
Maybe they just look at us in the same way scientists study bugs
They read the work of our most brilliant minds and they just shrug
Maybe someday if we start World War three, they’ll stop the missiles from firing
Or maybe they’ll just let us blow ourselves up because they find our behavior so tiring
Maybe someday if they think we’re ready, they’ll land a spaceship in times square
And although they’re usually naked, they’ll put on some underwear
If I ever get abducted by aliens from outer space, I think I might ask if I could hitch a ride off this crazy place. 
Even if they don’t consider me to be much better than a trained monkey
I could play my guitar to cheer them up whenever they feel grumpy.
There's days on earth when it feels like it might be kind of nice to get away
And getting abducted by aliens just might be okay.

If I Ever Get Abducted

L’observateur observé. Un genre de méditation sonore où J’ai voulu mélanger différents genres musicaux avec vers la fin une intervention de Taf, mon ami Sénégalais qui a posé sa très belle voix, c’est un voyage « Inside » car il se passe beaucoup de choses à l’intérieur de notre cerveau humain, entre le conscient le subconscient, le supra conscient, à la fin ça fait beaucoup de monde et ils ne sont pas toujours tous d’accord, on dirait même que des fois il se prennent la tête l’un dit quelque chose, l’autre dit autre chose.
Mais puisqu’en nous subsiste un infini espace d’une grande profondeur où règne la paix, le calme, le silence parfois comme un guide qui nous emmène ailleurs, vers l’invisible, peut être vers cette énergie cosmique, vers les étoiles, vers la lumière, plus haut, plus loin….  

Paroles, chant et musique : Steph Ouna
Cœur et image : Lena https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520
voix Sénégalaise à la fin du morceau : Taf

Une initiative, émotive, passive
Un rêve éveillé
Une bouée qui dérive
au flux et courant des marrées
Sans jamais s’échouer

Croire à son étoile
Connecté à ses pensées
La main posée sur la toile
Libre et se laisser guider
Retrouver un peu d’espoir
De magie de coté

C’est vrai, tu as raison
Je vais maintenant, t’écouter
Si mes tourments te gênent
Je les enverrai en recommandé

Tous ces déserts, amers
N’auront plus aucun effet
Dérision d’éther
Etrange et sur mon caractère

inside

Get ready for an adrenaline-fueled ride with "Jump," an electrifying EDM track designed to get your heart racing and your feet moving. Packed with high-energy beats, euphoric melodies, and powerful drops, this track is built for the dance floor. Whether you're at a festival, working out, or just looking for a surge of energy, "Jump" will keep you going from start to finish.
Turn up the volume, feel the bass, and let the music take over. If you enjoy the track, be sure to like, repost, and share it with fellow music lovers. Let me know in the comments where you're listening from! (Thanks ChatGPT !!!)

As Vincent Van Gogh once said :-
Thank you for lending me your ear and if you like the sunflowers don't forget to repost, like and follow.

Jump

Musik & Text: Gabriel
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
OF THE LYRICS CAN BE FOUND HERE:
www.gabriel.land/gabriel-requiem.htm

Requiem

"SI TOI AUSSI" est une chanson écrite en 2008 . Nous avons gardé la mélodie d'origine et j'ai réécris les deux derniers couplets .Sur les refrains une star de la chanson française sous son vrai nom m'accompagne au chant . Le thème est simple , des questionnements autobiographiques qui se superposent avec deux questionnements , un passé et un futur .
“SI TOI AUSSI” was written in 2008. We kept the original melody and I rewrote the last two verses, a french pop star with a  accompanying me on the chorus. The theme is simple: autobiographical questions superimposed on two questions, a past and a future.
Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER
LYRICS:
J’aurais tant donné
Si j’avais été roi
Mais étant donné
Que je ne suis que moi
Mon royaume est là
Beaucoup d’eau et du vent
Mes richesses à moi
Vois tu comme c’est grand
Dis moi toi que ferais tu si toi aussi…
Des chemins de larmes
Pauvres et amers indiens
L’histoire nous désarme
Tant de mal et plus rien
Qu’aurais je fait moi
En ces temps et puis blanc
Avec comme Loi
Ma bêtise d’ignorant
Dis moi toi qu’aurais tu fais si toi aussi…
Tendre et immobile
Sauvage et libertaire
Une vie tranquille
Dans mon coin solitaire
Très loin de la foule
Qui vole où va le vent
Qui parle et qui se saoule
Sans s'écouter vraiment
Dis moi toi que ferais tu si toi aussi…
 L'amour est hors la loi
Si je t’aide à partir
Mais qu'importe le droit
Qui sont t'ils pour interdire
Sciences inhumaines
Vielles morales obscènes
Aveugles et sans pudeur
C'est nos vies pas les leurs
Dis moi toi qu’aurais tu fais si toi aussi…

I would have given so much
If I had been king
But since
I'm only me
My kingdom is here
Lots of water and wind
My riches to me
See how big it is
Tell me what would you do if you too...
Paths of tears
Poor and bitter Indians
History disarms us
So much pain and nothing left
What would I have done
In these times and then white
With my law
My ignorant stupidity
Tell me what would you have done if you too...
Tender and still
Wild and libertarian
A quiet life
In my lonely corner
Far from the crowd
Who fly where the wind blows
Who talk and get drunk
Without really listening
Tell me, what would you do if you too...
 Love is outlawed
If I help you leave
But what does the law matter
Who are they to forbid
Inhuman sciences
Old obscene morals
Blind and shameless
It's our lives not theirs
Tell me what you would have done if you too...
© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER Mars 2025

Si toi aussi ( feat Christian Etchebarne ) TRANSLATED

CAN’T YOU SEE
Vocals: Melissa (Ghosthack) Can’t you see
Brandon (Ghosthack) I don’t wanna go
https://www.ghosthack.de
Lillithe: Arrangement and Production
Paploviante: Remastering


Can't you see

Tim Deacon Songwriter & Key, arrange By Tom Roack Key & Bass, Mark Sacco Drumer, Joe Hoyer Guitarist Great Job Thank you 

01 Bell To Hell

Nocturnalprie$t : Vinyl scratches, composer, producer.
KiiMA : Vocals, sampling.
Artwork by : KiiMA.

Please follow Nocturnalprie$t here :

 https://m.soundcloud.com/nocturnalpriest 

Blow My Mind  Nocturnalprie$t & KiiMA

Fishermen at dawn

The Crystal Caves is a symbol of submission, revelation, and the enigmatic boundary between knowledge and madness. It depicts vast, gleaming caverns deep beneath the earth’s crust, where immense quartz crystals grow like frozen lightning. These radiant formations are not merely geological wonders — they are conduits of consciousness, forming the neural lattice of an ancient, mythological intelligence.

In the lore of this card, humanity’s collective fears and desires are imprinted upon the crystals, forming an unfathomable archive of thoughts and memories. Faced with an existential crisis — be it environmental collapse, war, or spiritual disillusionment — a select few are chosen to hear the ringing. This sound, like a chorus of distant bells reverberating inside their minds, is a calling from the depths. Those who submit to the summons venture into the Crystal Caves, seeking understanding. Others resist, unwilling to face the knowledge that awaits — and in doing so, are consumed by the madness of dissonance.

This card challenges us to confront our inner callings. It asks whether we are willing to descend into the recesses of our own minds, face the uncomfortable truths that lie within, and emerge transformed. Alternatively, it warns of the destructive consequences of rejecting growth when the time has come to evolve.

Drums, piano, vibes: R Thomas
Guitars, Bass, Vocals, PS Perkins
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Mystic Tape Deck
Tascam DP24SD + StudioOne 7 + a bunch of cheap mics

LYRICS
---------------------------
In the ways of the world from the crib to the grave
Everybody’s a slave
Ain't nobody gonna save us

Save your bellyachin for another day
Baby they got ways
Of making you behave

When you hear those bells ringing in your brain
Before they drive ya insane
Get on a boat or a plane

Take the golden taxi to the crystal caves
It’s a little like doomsday
You’re gonna have to be brave

Come join your friends in the crystal caves
Meet the underground conclave
At the standing wave

Gonna put the computer right into your vein
Connect the aqueous membrane
To the mineral mainframe

Gonna jump and jive when they play that jazz
Sprinkle on the pizazz
And just a little bit of zip zap biddly bap foo bar baz

Come and disappear in the crystal cave
Everybody’s a slave
Ain't nobody gonna save us

Now that you’ve arrived, won't you come on in?
We’re all about to begin
To start shedding our skin

Make like a snake, and gobble up that tail
It’s a hwale of a fairy tale
On the shell of a snail

In the mystery maze deep under the ground
A little magic we found
A way a watch can be unwound

To begin again inside the cave alone
A place we’re gonna call home
Amidst the shimmering stone

In the ways of the world from the crib to the grave
Everybody’s a slave
Ain't nobody gonna save us

The Crystal Caves

Musik: DaFlash
Text & Gesangsmelodie: Gabriel
DaFlash auf Soundcloud: @user-494125290
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
OF THE LYRICS CAN BE FOUND HERE:
www.gabriel.land/gabriel-krueckendieb.htm

Krückendieb

Link to video where I tell the story behind the song : https://youtu.be/cilXaNM0IoI?si=IbBwc2wlxYTwoADH 


In Catholic school, whenever I misbehaved, the nuns used to pull my hair.
If I could go back in time and do it all again, I’d gab some clippers and shave my head bare.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive  
My first-grade teacher was a nun, who if you’re penmanship was sloppy
She’d make you take all your books and stand there holding them in the back of the room.
She was like a witch except instead of a pointy hat she wore a habit
She carried a crucifix instead of broom.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic School
I was never the kid who was considered cool
The cafeteria food tasted horrible, but I had to eat it
I had to wash it down with milk that was warm and sour
I’d try to fold my plate in half and throw it away, but the nuns would catch me and make me eat it
It’s like they had this secret food wasting detection superpower
Every year your birthday, it was customary for the kids in the recess yard,
To grab you and kick you and punch you for every year of your age.
I still have flashbacks of a girl with pointy hard black shoes kicking me really hard in my rib cage.
My fifth-grade teacher Sister Margaret she’d been teaching for way too long
It was time for her to retire but they let her teach another year and that was wrong
She had long grey whiskers growing out of her chin
She’d sit at her desk and trim them with of scissors and you sure as hell better not grin
She’d tell cautionary tales about innocent kids who got into cars strangers
She seemed to enjoy describing all the bloody graphic details of the danger.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive

Catholic School

I was on a mini holiday when I created this beat, looking out over the lake from my hotel room. This kind of experience is rare for me, as I'm usually stuck at home. I had just finished writing my other track, "Ijadiri," and while this one has some similar elements, it's not exactly the same. I would almost describe it as yacht rock, or perhaps 80s rock, or something with a retro flavor. 

I don’t know anyone named Anjolie, but I imagine her as an angel singing or a rare beauty, complementing a night that occurs only once in a blue moon. Everyone can dream once in a while, and I’ve had experiences like that too—memories that, once formed, can inspire art. I used to shy away from this kind of writing, opting instead for a different style that often felt disingenuous. However, when I embrace these moments and dive deeply into them, I find I can tap into my most unique and authentic way of expressing myself, reminiscent of old-school techniques.

It took me a while to finish because I went through some rough weeks after the trip to the lake, but I persisted, and here it is. I hope its retro flair is enjoyed by everyone who hears it. Now, I'm ready to move on to my next project. 


All it Takes is One  

She joins me for a day off on the neon streets for a while
Catching the rays of her lockstep dancing
on the yacht 
Bright seductive smile 

All it takes is one to start a wave in the crowd
Rising up while screaming as it goes around
stereo surround 

I can hear you Anjolie. 

On my way - like a tidal ray
Watch it all - golden rings as you start to sing
On my way - like a tidal wave 
Watch in wonder her voice takes me away

The glow on the street near the dock
seems to hang around for a mile  
Light-reflecting on the barrels
as I sip the red cherry wonder wine (Cherry Wine) 

I want to know you Anjolie. 

On my way - like a tidal ray
Watch it all - golden rings as she starts to sing
On my way - like a tidal wave 
Watch in wonder her voice it takes me away

(solos) 

On my way - like a tidal ray
Watch it all - golden rings as you start to sing
On my way - like a tidal wave 
Watch in wonder her voice it takes me away

Sip the barrel of the cherry wine.

All it Takes is One

#Storytelling #Epic #Trance #Classical #Deep #Love #Loyalty #ANGEL #KiiMA

Angel

https://youtu.be/dLLddlqKIHc?si=wT5hmEY_W3Fp5ZvI 

This is my attempt at performing this song in a single take with just me and my guitar (Taylor 114 ce)
Also to compare and contrast, here’s a  link to a more polished full band version of this song that I recorded with the help of the Eclectic Collective 
https://soundcloud.com/josh-clary-1/ai-sucks-the-eclectic?si=67d29d363d2a419dacbf860fa471165e&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Many thanks to SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani  https://on.soundcloud.com/A24Cig19AVNqQmCk8 who's lyrics inspired me to write this song and collaborated with me to help bring this song to life.
***
Lyrics
When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string 
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune 
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers but I continued to play
And as the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
And now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will think your songs are great 
even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure and a catchy vibe and beat 
It was overly verbose but when I played it people tapped their feet
In my forties I stopped wasting my time
Work was more fun I was doing just fine
I had a steady paycheck that could feed me 
And the record companies didn’t need me
In my fifties once again my musical juices started flowing
I bought the necessary equipment I was eager to get going
I recorded all my strumming and saved it onto my PC
The internet and technology were advancing rapidly
I took those special songs I’d written of which I was most proud
Posted them Instagram, You Tube, Tik Tok and SoundCloud
I asked myself if a tree falls in the forest and no one’s around
Does it make a sound?
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will like your songs even though you didn’t write or play a single note.

AI Sucks Acoustic Live Version

Felix is Sleeping

“Losing Control” drifts through the storm of sorrow, where rain washes away the past and silence speaks louder than words. It's a soul unraveling—through pain, through numbness—until a glimmer of light breaks the dark. From losing oneself to finding hope in love again, the song is a slow burn of release, reflection, and rebirth.

Break The Matrix

Losing Control

Losing Control (2025 Remastered)

Hey everyone!
This track, Asteroids (The Original Was Better), started when I heard Beating Edge’s chiptune tune RND and got inspired to write some lyrics about the classic arcade game Asteroids. I added my acoustic guitar and vocals on top and sent it over to the band.
They liked it so much they decided to jump in and make a second part with a more rock vibe using the same musical base. We put both parts together into one track, starting with a fun spoken intro, a little vocal line to bridge the two sections, and finishing off with a hilarious outro.
It was a really cool collab and I’m stoked for you all to hear it!

Music by: Beating Edge
Lyrics by: Tom (Beating Edge) and Joe Stroffolino
Performed by: Beating Edge and Joe Stroffolino
Acoustic guitar (Taylor 114ce) by: Joe Stroffolino
Vocals performed by: Joe Stroffolino and Tom (Beating Edge)
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on June 6, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge and Joe Stroffolino

Lyrics:

[Spoken Intro]
Joe: Wow! This is a really cool Arcade!
Tom: Yeah!
Joe: Hey, check it out! Is that an Asteroids game over there?
Tom: Oh, wow!
Joe: I haven't seen that in like that forever!
Tom: That's definitely Asteroids! Let's play a game!
Mary (with a sore throat 🤦🏻‍♀️🤣): Oh yeah! Let's play Asteroids!

-->Joe

I used to play asteroids in the 1980’s
I liked to blow up rocks in outer space
The flying saucers would attack me
At an ever-increasing pace

I stumbled across an old vintage arcade the other day
I hadn’t played Asteroids in a long time
I popped a quarter into that old machine
And I watched my score start to climb

I watched my score start to climb
I watched my score start to climb
I watched my score start to climb

Time goes by so quickly
and playing that game really took me back
To those days when my future was unwritten
And I hadn’t gone so far down my current track

Pushing those buttons so fast and furiously
Standing in front of that arcade machine
Blowing up all those asteroids
On that black and white video screen

Blowing up all those asteroids
On that video screen
Blowing up all those asteroids
On that video screen

For a couple of minutes, I forgot about the present
I was back floating in outer space
Breaking big rocks into small rocks
I had a a big smile on my face

And then it was time for me to go
Cause I had errands that I needed to run
But that old video game
I sure had a lot of fun

It's not over yet

-->Tom

Just a single screen, all black and white
The whole room's dark except the TV's light
Rotate and thrust, it wasn't much
No one had seen a thing like this before

Now there's a 3D holographic thing
That no one plays, 'cause nobody can afford
With a visor on, your body's gone
It's kinda fun, but the original was better

We used to play all day, late at night
For the high score, it was do or die
No one knew what a quarter was worth
No one knew what the future had in store

Now there's a 3D holographic thing
That no one plays, 'cause nobody can afford
With a visor on, your body's gone
It's kinda fun, but the original was better

The original was better
The original was better
The original was better
The original was better

Now there's a 3D holographic thing
That no one plays, 'cause nobody can afford
With a visor on, your body's gone
It's kinda fun, but the original was better

[Spoken Outro]
Someone who wants to stay anonymous 😂: That was a lot of fun!

Asteroids (The Original Was Better) - Beating Edge & Joe Stroffolino

There are people who believe you should love your neighbor as yourself
There are people who believe you should share some of your wealth
There are people who believe that only the fittest should survive
And if you’re poor and you’re weak it’s up to you to stay alive
There are people who believe you should teach a man to fish
Instead of giving him all his food in an already cooked dish
There are people who have an empathy deficit
They see people suffering and they don’t care one bit
They wear religion on their sleeves but if you’re in the wrong denomination.  They look at you like you’re an abomination.
People who treat politics the same as a religion and if presented with a new set of facts they don’t even budge a little smidgeon
Billionaires who have enough money where they could end world hunger in one day
Do they see people starving and think it is okay. We’re stronger together than if we are apart
If we could see ourselves as passengers on the same boat that would be a good start
We all share this this tiny rock as it floats through outer space
This planet is the lifeboat for the entire human race
Billionaires who what to create a colony on Mars. Let’s fix things here on earth before we travel to the stars
The world used to be full of undiscovered places but now humans have put footprints everywhere.
The continents touch the same oceans, and we all breathe the same air We live on one planet that we have to share
We’re stronger together than if we are apart
If we could see ourselves as passengers on the same boat that would be a good start
We all share this this tiny rock as it floats through outer space
This planet is the lifeboat for the entire human race. Billionaires who what to create a colony on Mars.   Let’s fix things here on earth before we travel to the stars

Empathy

After 18yrs of releasing a new song, Hostal Handshake are BACK!
Maybe just a single, maybe just an EP or maybe...an album? But we are Back! :D
#ripOzzy

Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lYcakJJnz1E
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
lyrics:
This is not a drill!

Give me something to break it in two
give me glory to rule the fools
take me in your house on a big flat screen
Ready to sink you on a dark black dream

Are you ready to become a slave of me?
Corrupted government ain't gonna set u free
All these righteous pre-election pigs
are now pointing the finger for you to pay the fee

Now it's the time, this is not a drill
ain't got no privilege , got nothing to feel
Your heart is gray from the news today
only your soul left in the end to pay


(p) & (c) 2025, Hostal Handshake.

This is not a drill! (new song 2025)

Rapture is a new collaboration between the Beating Edge and Joe Stroffolino, following the awesome Asteroids (The Original Was Better). Joe wrote both the lyrics and the original music, while the Beating Edge rearranged and recorded it in a punchy rock style, adding driving guitars, strong rhythm, and dynamic choruses. Vocals feature Tom on lead, with Joe and Mary contributing both backing vocals and lead parts on certain verses and the bridge, creating a layered and energetic vocal texture.
The song explores the absurdity and irony of doomsday prophecies, the obsession with the rapture, and the endless cycle of believers and false prophets. It blends satirical storytelling with a critical eye on human behavior, delivering a mix of humor, intensity, and thought-provoking commentary through energetic rock arrangements. 
Rapture is a track that engages both the mind and the ears, combining narrative, power, and fun in equal measure.
Copyright 2025  Joe Stroffolino & The Beating Edge

Lyrics:

These prophets who say the world's gonna end and they set a specific date
And then when it doesn't happen, their followers still think they're great
The sun rises the next morning and people stumble out of bed
Disappointed that the rapture didn't happen and they're still alive instead of dead

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

They claim they have a direct line to God but there was a glitch in the connection
But now they're certain of the expiration date so they issue a correction
The shepherd guides the flock and tries to keep them safe from harm
But how many times can you cry wolf before people ignore your alarm

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

Who cares about the environment if you think the world is gonna end
And you're convinced the second coming is right around the bend
So drill baby drill and chop down all the plants and trees
No need to spend money on curing terrible disease

In every generation throughout history, people were certain that the rapture would come
And they had followers willing to believe them as they fed them each a tiny crumb
In baseball you only get three strikes and then the umpire says you're out
But when it comes to doomsday prophecies, the true believers have no doubt

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

Rapture

Words: @pretzelsmalone
Beat: @midipunk
Everything else: Wou-Wou & The Wormling

More info: http://bit.ly/1PHFtIU
Pretz's music vid: https://youtu.be/UdZot5adKBg

Baby Fudge (feat. Pretzels Malone & MidiPunk)

"RED HOT KEYS COLLAB" by Marco Turrini https://soundcloud.com/demelia-denton/red-hot-keys-collab-see-description
☆I am a big fan of Marco Turrini. This work added my guitar to a wonderful sound made by Marco. With a really good sound source, I was inspired by the excellent guide he presented with the sound, and I was able to pour the phrase of the guitar into that sound source. I am sincerely thankful to Mr. Marco.　https://soundcloud.com/marco-seekx/tracks
☆The remix which made the keyboard played by Marco Turrini complete is in the URL below. Those who play the keyboard please listen to that version, too.He has added more hammond etc. You can listen to Marco's wonderful performances.
"RED HOT KEYS RE-MIX COLLAB MARCO & JUNZO"
https://soundcloud.com/demelia-denton/red-hot-keys-re-mix-collab-marco-junzo

key : Dm,Am

RED HOT KEYS (with Marco Turrini Band)

This work is also a collaboration with Marco Turrini following the previous work. We tried what happens if I play "MEMORIES OF THE PAST" which is one of Marco's masterpieces together with him.How I would add my interpretation to this work while making full use of Pink Floyd's flavor and Marco's honed sensibilities, that was my problem.A big fan of Pink Floyd can not defile the honor of Pink Floyd.  :)
I sincerely thank Marco Turrini again. Also, I would like to confess that I'd like to express my respects to the many musicians who gave me a lot of musical influences, involved in this work.
And thank you for listening to this work from the bottom of my heart.

The key:Gm , C

When I listened to the sound source of Marco's "MEMORIES OF THE PAST ... TRIBUTE", the first thing I came up with was  "Breathe" by Pink Floyd. It is one song in the album "THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON". Then, on "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" (included in  "Wish You Were Here ")A famous performance came back in my mind. This may be better known.
Both are masterpieces. There are a lot of name performances left. I will introduce it below.
By listening to that songs again, why I remembered that songs, I could find something in common between them, and at the same time you will be noticing something completely different.
What Marco drew for this song is Marco's "Pink Floyd", not Pink Floyd itself. Indeed, I feel an exceptional talent to him. For example,I'd like you to check the chord progression of the second part of this song. Mr.Marco treats it so that it is not cleverly noticed immediately,You will notice that the essence of a famous song nicely included. There should be many people who understood by just listening.Therefore, the title of this song is "MEMORIES OF THE PAST ... TRIBUTE", I do not ask Marco, I imagine arbitrarily and enjoying it. :)

You can listen to the original sound at Marco's page.
https://soundcloud.com/marco-seekx/memories-of-the-past

Pink Floyd - Breathe(London Live 8 - 2005)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0dYMQA5_KcA
Pink Floyd - Shine On You Crazy Diamond(Wish You Were Here)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=349&v=54W8kktFE_o

MEMORIES OF THE PAST...TRIBUTE (with Marco Turrini Orch.)

I Wrote This Song For A Woman Who Had Cancer But She Die God Bless  Please Share It With Your Friends & Your Fans

01 Hope

A new chapter of cooperation with Frawstakwa.
Thanks DeeP. for advice and action.
We hope you like it!

vocals, lyrics & artwork by @frawstakwa
keys & guitar by @detlef-piepke
music & production by @bitzone

*Feel The Pulse*

feel the pulse
energy surges through our circuitry
feel the pulse
power courses through our veins
feel the pulse 
art and culture is a courtesy
afforded us 
by this mysterious force of nature
(2x)

——

Respect is something earned
Not given
Live and learn 
Stop tripping 
What would your mama say, huh?
Just gotta keep it real
How ya living?
the same thing you are living your life for
would you be willing to die for?
do you have it in you to try more?

——

how should I start this? 
well first I'm a lifelong artist 
who obviously ain't the smartest about it 
I'm honest at least though 
lots of cats out here are high on thy ego 
second I'm a simple man I see y'all as equals 
each an individual and all y'all my peoples 
free will is principle three because we hold 
the potential to know things if only we could bring ourselves to think 
and let's see what number four is 
I don't know - please I just came here to flow 
not to talk about me - let's go 
should I talk about you? I don't know 
spark of genius the gears they’re a’turning
my mind’s a machine which appears to be working 
if I am to get anywhere near where I am destined to go
then one thing is for certain
it’s all up to me the one and only person
upon whom my future depends this is perfect
because no one other than I and I 
will share the same primary concern kid
as the center of my inner circle
I understand the importance of my purpose
a controversial public service
should I do some soul searching?

——

Respect is something earned
Not given
Live and learn 
Stop tripping 
What would your mama say, huh?
Just gotta keep it real
How ya living?
the same thing you are living your life for
would you be willing to die for?
do you have it in you to try more?

——

speaking to the people them ain't keeping any secrets 
I'm just reaching to achieve something that no one can believe 
I can feel it in the deepest of depths of my spirit 
I'm frequently thinking out loud you can hear it you can see 
make nothing but progress follow my own lead 
acquiring knowledge fulfilling my needs 
I either win or I learn - because I take the time to read between the lines indeed 
speaking to the people them I keep on sending messages 
no secret it's intended for the people them so let's begin 
again enter the next dimension with the way that I get it in 
the people them they digging it the wickedness 
if this isn't enough then stay tuned to bear witness when 
whatever turn of events it is that will happen hits 
the rhythm of life
this is it
time space continuum type

——

Respect is something earned
Not given
Live and learn 
Stop tripping 
What would your mama say, huh?
Just gotta keep it real
How ya living?
the same thing you are living your life for
would you be willing to die for?
do you have it in you to try more?

——

feel the pulse
energy surges through our circuitry
feel the pulse
power courses through our veins
feel the pulse 
art and culture is a courtesy
afforded us 
by this mysterious force of nature
(2x)

Feel The Pulse

Feel The Pulse #Frawstakwa|DeeP

Songs with a twinge of humor (and some a bit more serious).  
I do not use AI to create my songs. 
https://linktr.ee/joe.stroffolino
Recently I have had the urge to pick up my guitars (Taylor 114ce and Fender Squire) and I have been trying to use more guitar in my songs.  
My go to .vst plug ins are  EZkeys 2, EZ Bass and  EZ drummer 3) and my DAW is Logic Pro 11. 
I welcome your comments and enjoy listening to all the great music on SoundCloud. 
All songs are originals and copyrighted.