Relaxing Bangers

Joe Stroffolino Selection

Featured Artist - Ian the Magi©️Ian from Wales. Master of Korg and epic human being and musical love spreader. good luck scrolling to the end of Ian's list haha It's longer than anyones I think. Magic man is a super musician and song writer - Check out Magi©ian™ (Making music make a difference) on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/6aFi6BE6o39xvz7wTn ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Under Construction: In this playlist I will only put artists that we 100% know are using tools and not being a tool themselves. This is a list of real artists and musicians which I can hand on heart say at this moment I believe they are human and safe to connect with and spread 🫡🔆 I've found these gems already so if you want to grow your human connectivity this will become a very large reference list of REAL. Thanks people ... Feel free to remind me of your humanity and I'll throw a track in for you otherwise will get around to everyone eventually 🫡❤️‍🔥 This list oozes expression. Someone asked me, Carl I use a DAW as my instrument. My answer was well done.. If you think about the great composers before computers. They had an instrument (sometimes not) a pencil, paper and staves drawn on it. The DAW is our modern sheet music so if you express with piano roll only... that's still making music like the greatest composers of all time did. It's however You express yourself and everyone is on this list because that's what they do. They express THEIR feelings in THEIR own way. We need to lift this list of musical martial artists in my pea head opinion. No AI can ever make the love that's made here because AI can't feel for us it can only guess our feelings and that's why all the guesses lack any feelings. We make feelings because controlled feelings take actual intelligence and actual real refections

Human Confirmed - Please submit a song as a human artist and I'll pop in that ❤️

Best of SoundCloud September 2025

Eyes On Me | Remastered

Cast of Characters:
John_Anthony-- @john-anthony-871225464 --guitar, mandolin
The Mysterious Decibel-- @themysteriousdecibel – vocals
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and high harmony in the end vocals, mastering
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– production and mix
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-four string fretless bass, melody and third harmony on the end vocals

This song actually began more than a year ago, when Ken and I were just sniffing each other out. We'd been working on Zeppelin's Night Flight, for those of you who remember that long ago, and I was having trouble with latency in my recording. Out of frustration, I recorded a really rough version of this, to which Ken put really amazingly perfect drums. Shortly after, I got my recording issues settled and we continued on with Night Flight, shelving this half baked creature for more than a year. But it wasn't forgotten. 
  In the meantime, I'd been following John Anthony on both YouTube (https://youtube.com/@johnanthony5720?si=-ooQcUUQaemrk-NH) and on the Cloud. If you were ever curious about how Jimmy Page's fingers looked in the studio, do yourself a favor and check him out on there, too. Since he can play literally every Zep song note for note, I figured I'd ask him if he would replace my pitiful by comparison guitar part with his own. He not only did that in numerous sections, as Page would've, but played the mandolin for it, too. Now, we had a song that was almost ready, but of course we needed someone to fill Plant's part. So, of course we asked The Mysterious Decibel if he'd do the honors, which he came through with in grand fashion. 
  Now that the song was done, we needed it to be mixed, too. So, we tapped our resident mixing expert, Stephen to do that for us. It was a surprisingly difficult mix to get everyone to agree on. And there were philosophical questions that arose during the mixing process, too. We're very lucky, though, that Stephen is not only an expert producer, but a great teammate as well, with the patience of your favorite high school teacher. 
  You can even watch a video of us all adding our parts on John's page right here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1mdeT8ySZow&ab_channel=LowTechniqueCovers
  Our hope is that we honored the almighty Led Zeppelin with this one. We hope you all enjoy our reverent tribute to one of our collective favorites as much as we enjoyed putting it together.

Hey Hey What Can I Do by Led Zeppelin (Eclectic Collective with John Anthony)

Instrumental composition, guitar, bass by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Vocals, Vocal Composition, Lyrics: Nadia Selvaggi

The Order of Things by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

Original Song by Bill Liggett   Rick Ledgerwood ( Bass ) Larry Sell ( Harmonica ) Bill Liggett ( Guitar and vocals )
Please believe me, not because you should, only just because its true
I shot all the bad guys from a thousand miles away
But that was when my aim was oh so true..so true
Catch it on the evening news not because it's true, only just because its information
I jumped in front of danger , back when my legs were strong
But that was when my legs were oh so strong... so strong
Chorus:
Strange things happen and they happen to so many, many strange things happen all the time.. strange things happen and they happen to so many , many strange things happen all the time
And when they do you'll have to wonder are they worth a nickel...or a penny..
A Nickel or a penny
Read it like a romance, not because you should...only just because I might have died and broke your little heart
But a steadfast hero I remained back when my heart was strong
But that was when my heart was oh so strong... so strong

Nickel or a Penny (Song for Adele take 2)

Long Story

In these crazy times, everyone needs a cheerful  song. Hopefully, you'll enjoy this Folk/Jazz/ hybrid with a Ska ending.
Why not take a walk on a perfect day in Mr. Shade's neighborhood?

Lyrics:
I used to spend my days
Grinding my axe
I never knew how to relax
I could get  hung up on a memory
Ohh, that's my half assed symmetry
Walking down the street
Shuffling to my beat
The sky overhead
And the earth at my feet
I've packed up my problems
Put them in the backseat
I'm working on my karma balance sheet

I just wanna get high all day
By staring in your perfect face
Look into infinity
I'm in the vicinity
Of a perfect time and place

"Hello there, neighbor!"
"Hello, friends."
"Hello neighborhood dogs and cats"

Oh, I used to get hung up on a memory
That's my half assed symmetry
Walking down the street
Shuffling to my own beat
The sky overhead
The earth at my feet
Going to the house where we meet
The dogs in the neighborhood
They're grinning through their teeth

I just wanna get high all day
By staring into your perfect face
Look into infinity
I'm in the vicinity
You never know when you're making a memory

Here I go. 
I think I'm gonna take a little walk in my neighborhood
Hey Universe!
What do you have in store for me today?
I've got a little sunshine therapy coming on!
Yeah! You know I do
I just wanna get high all day
By looking into your perfect face
High all day
I don't need nothing
Nothing but your perfect face
I feel like I'm in the perfect time and space

Your Perfect Face

https://ffm.to/digital-snow
https://www.tiktok.com/@beatingedge/video/7443150165201997088
Step into the nostalgic glow of ❄︎"Digital Snow,"❄︎ where the warmth of an '80s monitor contrasts with the chill of winter outside. This dreamy pop tune blurs the line between reality and pixels, capturing the beauty of a quiet, digital escape.⛇

Released on major streaming platforms on November 28, 2024.
©2024 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Alone in my room, the outside's a blur
An eighties glow from my monitor
Old films play on VHS tape
But the snow outside slowly takes shape

But I don't care, it's all the same
In my world, there's a different game

Digital snow falling from the screen
Asterisks shining in a pixelated dream
Outside's cold, but I'm warm below
Lost in the beauty of this digital snow

You may howl, the streets are bare
But here I sit without a care
Thought the disc's hung, loading slow
As winter's tale outside starts to grow

These falling stars, they speak to me
My screensaver's all I need to see

Digital snow falling from the screen 
Asterisks shining in a pixelated dream
Outside's cold, but I'm warm below
Lost in the beauty of this digital snow

Alone but happy in my silent space
The digital flicks keep up their pace
They understand the way I feel 
In this empty world, they're all that's real

Digital snow falling from the screen
Asterisks shining in a pixelated dream
Outside's cold, but I'm warm below
Lost in the beauty of this digital snow

Digital snow falling from the screen
Asterisks shining in a pixelated dream
Outside's cold, but I'm warm below
Lost in the beauty of this digital snow

Let it BE Xmas

Digital Snow

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

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

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

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

n & n

מוזיקה ואלקטרוניקה
נרדי
Elia Meir Savorai
נבו סבוראי

מופק באולפני חדר זמני

 A Tribute to Carlos Castaneda


The Hunter       תסרב

||| Not Cruel Enough ||| A darkwave soundtrack, inspired by the dark side of human nature.
From the album White Noise 
+ Listen on Spotify +
https://open.spotify.com/track/2hEzROxnURyGb2yIYkVYFg

From my experience, some people dwell in a state of inner poverty. They are poor in character, in spirit, and in mind. 
These people are inherently cruel.
They cannot reciprocate love.
They are lacking in empathy.
They are the takers.
🖤
For those of use who are not like this, it is important to recognise these types of people and to protect ourselves from them.
Don't be fooled by their charms.
The red flags are always there to see, if you have the courage to look.
We will always be their source of parasitic satisfaction until we can see it.
🖤
This song is dedicated to those who are not like them.
To those who are not cruel enough to endure these kind of people and the sick society that is churning them out.
🖤
Stand in your power
Know your worth
You are beautiful 
Because you are kind 

Watch the video here: https://youtu.be/yBKAr1W3dtM

White Noise

Not Cruel Enough

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 #DeNiroWasRigh

The Trump Files

4th collaboration with my Lion SENNID...The Great and Wise Rastaman, always a great honor when he sings on one of my instrumentals.
Thank you, King Lion ♥️💛💚 Jah Bless 🙏🙏

LOVE AND LIFE

LOVE AND LIFE (Collab SENNID & KillaSoundBoy)

#film, #dark, #wall of sound, #liminal, #pulse, #ambient, #mysterious, #industrial, #Lynch, #Cocteau, #Crash, #chromatic, #shimmer, #throb, maximalist, #gothic

See Me in the Darkness

Lots of subtle guitar layers on this.

Downloadable

A kaleidoscope sea,
waves folding into triangles and circles
as if the ocean had learned to play with blocks. 
Above, the sun unravels into bright shards, 
scattering like toys in the sky. 
It feels joyful, almost innocent. 
Yet every color carries a hush. 
Summer is only tidying up its games before slipping quietly away.

Polygon Equinox

Polygon Equinox ↧

|| Ataraxia ||

[at-uh-rak-see-uh]
noun

Philosophy.
a state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety, especially as an ongoing condition of soul-fulfilling attainment; unconditional tranquility.
I’m not looking to achieve ataraxia—I just want a week (life) away from the daily grind.
+
(Sometimes things are best when reimagined)
+
Freedom is a state of mind
Happiness is a concept
You can create the life you love
Take control
Slay those demons
Break the bonds (addictions / fears) that enslave you
+
Embrace creation
End (self) destruction
+
Empower yourself 
Seize the moment
The time is now
🤍
Watch the video here: https://youtu.be/o2kGL-Ix66I

Ataraxia

 I wrote this song after a trip to Shady Hallow Lake in Indiana. Charlie has some lake front property there and it's great for camping, fishing, roasting marshmallows and playing live concerts. It's very calm and relaxing and a great time was had by all! I wrote the song back in 2010 but the video I put together last year. Check out the video and you will be there with me:

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/Mz_vslWLXaU

I tried to keep the video as true to the lyrics as I could. It was a lot of fun putting it together. I love the tranquility of a full moon casting the silvery glow over the lake! It's very magical! I especially love the fact that there were no I-phones, computers, TV's, ect, ect. No distractions, everything was left in the car! Times like those really heal a person. It was spiritually rejuvenating!  Charlie sang the song very well but my harms were a little flat (like my head!😂, sorry about that!). It was a very cool experience for me and my wife and we got to do some jamming by the fireside on the lake too! Well, I hope everyone enjoys it and thanks for dropping by and listening! That is always appreciated! Summer will be gone soon so for now, let's just bask under the glow of an Indiana Moon!! 🌕🙏✌🏼 

“INDIANA MOON”

SHADEY HOLLOW LAKE,   
LATE SUMMER AFTERNOON,       
GUITARS STRUMMING AFTER SUNSET,    
INDIANA MOON,
                   
SOFT CAMPFIRE GLOW,     
MELLOW SLEEPY LAGOON,    
SUCH SWEET VOICES SINGING UNDER,    
THE INDIANA MOON,

DANGLING OVERHEAD,   
LIKE A SILVERY BALLOON,             
REFLECTED IN THE STILL BLACK WATER,  
INDIANA MOON,

SHADEY HOLLOW LAKE,     
LIKE A WELL-KNOWN TUNE,    
WILL FOREVER BE REMEMBERED,    
INDIANA MOON.
             
BY JIM VALDES © 2010

"INDIANA MOON" (Video - https://youtu.be/Mz_vslWLXaU)

EDM / Dark Electronic 
Eyes on Me is a hypnotic slow-groove dark EDM track from Zemandan. Pulsating basslines, falsetto-driven toxic vocals in bed with hypnotic club energy.

Eyes On Me

Zemandan Remix of Real Bish Bday by Cocoa Sarai. ZEMANDAN REMIX 2025

Original Track Right Here👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇
https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_n8JcEgLOAuAOxeb7cWhJdjjI4TAE5dgX4&feature=shared

Music by ZEMANDAN, DANIEL DINSDALE
Lyrics and vocals: Cocoa Sarai.
Original song by Cocoa Sarai 

Cocoa Sarai - Real Bish Bday (ZEMANDAN BrutArte REMIX)

“The Things I Do for Love” – an epic cinematic EDM/orchestral hybrid featuring haunting female vocals, lush orchestra and dramatic string arrangements.  
An emotional journey through chaos, love, and inner struggle, where expressive vocal layers meet majestic orchestral textures and modern electronic production.  

🎧 Produced by Zemandan  
🕒 Duration: 7:14 min  

Follow for more cinematic and emotionally charged projects!


The Things I Do For Love

Strumming Guitar (me strumming my Taylor 114ce)
Electric Guitar (MIDI with Native instruments mint guitar sound)
Organ (me playing my MIDI keyboard with Logic Pro Bebop Organ sound)
Bass: PG music real track
Harp: Ez Keys
Drums: EZ drummer 3
Vocals and Back Up Vocals (me singing)
Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino
Verse 1
People come into our lives, then fade away like ripples in a pond
We spend time together, it feels so right, but circumstances change and they move on. 
I think about them occasionally, I wonder what they’re up to.
Sometimes I get the urge call them out of the blue.
Chorus
All those different paths that I could have taken
Now I’m lying in the bed of my own making
The clock keeps ticking every single day
I tell myself there’s got to be a better way
Verse 2
People who I haven’t spoken to in such a very long time
We drifted away and now I’m past my prime 
If I walked past them, and they saw my face, would there be any hint of recognition
Cause time has a way of transforming you like a magician

Bridge 
It feels like I’m doing time, I’m just towing the line
Trying to make it through another hard-working day
There’s so much water under that bridge, I’m dying to know what’s on the other side of that ridge, and deep down I know I’m in a prison of my own making

Verse 3
All those Dreams I never followed, I took the safe road
I turned my back on creativity and shifted into a working horse mode
I’m back in the saddle, trying to play the game
Speaking what’s on my mind
It’s a race no one asked me to enter and I’m feeling far behind

Chorus
All those different paths that I could have taken
Now I’m lying in the bed of my own making
The clock keeps ticking every single day
I tell myself there’s got to be a better way
Outro
They say that’s the way the cookie crumbles,
And life can be a series of stumbles 
And all you can do is dust yourself off and try keep right on going

Ripples In A Pond

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

Spirit (2025)

A stripped down version of this song with just me and my guitar
And here’s a link to a more highly produced version https://on.soundcloud.com/ilKgH0ZJjkQdhPEuk7

Copyright 2025

Verse 1
I’ve never seen the Great Wall; I’ve never been to Japan.
I’ve never seen the Eiffel Tower; it’s not part of my bucket list plan.
I don’t need to stand in line for two hours so I can see the Mona Lisa for thirty seconds.
I can see the same thing at home for free on my computer.

Chorus
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Verse 2
I don’t want to sit in a pressurized cylinder, with only a bag of peanuts to eat,
As I’m elbowed by a stranger who decides he wants to ventilate his feet.
I don’t want to go to a tourist trap and hang out with a bunch of ugly Americans.
If I want to see ugly Americans, all I’ve gotta do is step outside.

Chorus (Repeat)
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Bridge
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.

Verse 3
Waking up early, rushing to the airport, to get on a crowded flight,
Trying to find space in the overhead bin and not get in a fight.
When you get there, you can’t drink the water, and the alcohol can make you go blind.
That doesn’t sound like the optimal place for a person to unwind.
You have to ration your underwear, or you’ll have to wear it inside out again for a second time.
You have to keep your money in a belt or you could be the victim of a pickpocketing crime.

Bridge (Repeat)
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.

Not a Rambling Man (Acoustic Version)

original Music/Lyrics/Vocals: Neowakan
2017

Farewell

Songs with a twinge of humor (and some a bit more serious).  
I do not use AI to create my songs. 
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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. 
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