'dead. exposed.'
https://www.instagram.com/p/C2aVEy7ujHM/?next=%2F

You can't extract water from a stone.
Oh, no.
This once ever-flowing river is now dried to the bone.
Dead. Exposed.
And memories fossilized in the riverbed begin to erode...
...as my whole world implodes.

dead. exposed.

Take A Moment..

A sentimental country-ish ballad with a big sad finish.
Dedicated to anyone suffering from memory loss. Thanks for listening.
Lyrics:
I can still remember
Felicia in December
Outside in the cold
Smoking Swisher Sweet Cigarettes
But she would always forget
If you're gonna inhale that shit
You know she always got sick
She'd chewed down the tip

It's like I told you on the phone
My mind is not all my own
All my memories are dissolving
Our nights in Arroyo Park
Out feeling that spark
That Datsun that would never start
My bad Cure haircut (disaster!)
My heart was beating faster
A sketch of a love scene
Painted behind
A gothic old master

I was selfish with my time
And now I seem to lead my life
Conducting orchestras in my mind
Oh, I don't know how this sounds
But sometimes I listen to the ground
To hear and feel the rumblings
I think that you're coming around

All my memories are dissolving
Soon, I'll have no memories of this world
I'll have no memories of this world
So let's go out tonight
And shoot out the lights!
Let's break our hearts tonight
I'll have no memories of this world

I wanted to drop you this line
To thank you for the time
And thank you for being in my life
Thank you for being my life

Let's Break Our Hearts Tonight

this is southern style Blues.
Gene Jumper, Bluff City Blues,( Original )-- Music By: Keitonie

Bluff City Blues

Bluff City Blues # 20, Gene Jumper,  ( Original) Music By: Keitonie

One death by a lover’s hand
One death by a jealous husband
One death typically will do
But one death ain’t enough for you
Wrecked and ruined, forever doomed
One death. One death.

One death suspicious circumstances
One death illegal substances
One death is ten too few
One death ain’t enough for you
Endless misery for all your cruelty
One death. One death.

And just when you think it ends
Another death and another death again and again and again and again
One death. One Death.

One death amidst a fevered dream
One death in the waters deep
One death, the debt’s come due
One death ain’t enough for you 
All the cash you’ve accrued won’t do no good, it won’t do no good.
One death.

And just when, you think it ends
Another death and another death
Here it comes here it comes again and again. Again and again.

One death nobody saw it coming
One death happened all a sudden
One death, dead through and through
One death ain’t enough for you
Last words memorized. All of it lies, all of it…

One death by a lover’s hand
One death by a jealous husband
One death typically will do.
One death ain’t enough for you.

One Death (Ain't Enough For You)

Propaganda.


One misspoken word, one wrong look mistimed 

Law enforcement agents will charge you with thought crime

You’re in violation, you flaunted the guide lines

It’s time for vaporisation, it’s time to say good bye yeah!


It’s time to say good bye

It’s time to say good bye

It’s time to say good bye

It’s time to say good bye


The gas lighting government at the ministry of love

Monitor your every move they watch you from above

Citizens do as you’re told, no thinking for yourself

The tele screen instructs you how if you value your good health.


Propaganda

It’s time to say good bye

Propaganda

It’s time to say good bye

Propaganda

It’s time to say good bye

Propaganda

It’s time to say good bye


The thought Police are in your head or are you double thinking

Don’t dare say what’s on your mind or you’ll get vaporised 

There signs are there you know it’s true

Don’t look up they’re watching you

Keep your head down, walk the line

Look straight ahead, you’ll be fine.


It’s time to say good bye  

Propaganda

It’s time to say good bye

Propaganda

It’s time to say good bye

Propaganda

Yeah it’s time to say good bye

Propaganda


Sanity makes no sense

Propaganda keeps you on the fence

Sanity makes no sense

Propaganda keeps you on the fence


Propaganda

It’s time to say good bye

Propaganda

It’s time to say good bye

Propaganda

It’s time to say good bye

Propaganda

Yeah it’s time to say good bye.

Propaganda 2024

Feels like we’re just creatures in a zoo
Living with eight billion angry souls
Someone needs to put up a big sign that says
Don’t feed the angry trolls

They say you shouldn’t wrestle with a pig 
Because in the end you’ll both get dirty
But the pig will actually have fun
And you’ll need a shower when you’re done

When someone tosses red meat at you
You can make the decision not to chew
You can be like Dirty Harry - say make my day
But sometimes it’s better to walk away

You don’t need to go straight to defcon one
With some random jerk who likes to argue for fun
You don’t need to start world war three
Just because you disagree

People out there who are like pigs
And they try to drag you into the mud
They’re out there trying to provoke
They make you angry and they think it’s all a joke

For days you’ll replay the argument in your head
While every night the pig sleeps comfortably in his bed

Everyone thinks they’re right
They don’t want to admit that maybe they were wrong
They’ve had opinions for so long
Sometimes you just have to let it go
And realize that you’re not goanna change their mind
Keep moving forward don’t look behind

When someone tosses red meat at you
You can make the decision not to chew
You can be like dirty Harry - say make my day
But sometimes it’s better to walk away

If you’re going through life trying to make it through your busy day
And a pig comes along with something provocative to say
Just let it go in one ear and out the other side
Don’t let that pig take you for a ride
Don’t feed the pigs
Just let them pontificate 
and go about your business 
and don’t take the bait

Why can’t we all just get along
Hold hands and sing that kumbaya song
Why can’t we all just get along
and accept the fact that sometimes we're wrong
Why can’t we all just get along
Hold hands and sing that kumbaya song

Don't Feed The Pig

Town

Acompanha o gradeamento -  13 - 4 - 2024 - Noite

Shibuya

aKa - Shibuya

Wishing well

Wishing well (in the style of Terence Trent D'Arby)

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.

Don't Feed The Pig

Joe Stroffolino