Janne Hennie

Luceole

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

Joe Stroffolino - Joe on the Edge

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

It's a special honor that my dear friend Michele Ansani asked me if I would like to work on a song he wrote years ago called 'Alla Fine della Fine delle Fini' (To the end of the end of the ends) which is a great track. When I listened to it I said to Michele that I thought the song is already finished and asked what I supposedly could do with it. He said, that he wasn't going to publish it and wanted me to work on the root idea of the song to create something new.  Thank you so much Michele for being so generous to leave the basic song idea to my purposes (all flaws are mine).

Listen to his wonderful music here, you all know him anyway: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani

Michele Ansani: Seed idea
Me: Instruments, vocals, lyrics, arrangement.

Photograph from the top of Half Dome, Yosemite NP, CA, USA by A. Besinger  2022

One day I walked the shores of time
Wiping away the footprints left behind

Tossing stones into the sea  
Just to watch the ripples making their way back to me  

What if these dancing rings were just memories
Would they come to life once more to set me free?


Abandoned this place that I called home ￼
and took that boat I was hiding for so long 

Facing the storms, past the sirens song
The love of gods in mind may have led me wrong

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

When I stepped through the gates of Plutonion
Caught between Scylla and Charybdis I would be found

Sacrificed the ones to whom I belonged
A wise man would rather be envied than being wronged

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread

Off the Edge of the World (with Michele Ansani)

Music: Little Man Project & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man Project

Lyrics:

A demon came and poked me on my shoulder and said
Girl you're so stupid and bad
Stay away from people, you will only hurt them
And make them miserable and sad

When demons like that tries to push you down
Tell them to go back to hell
They just try to break you
But you're stronger than you know
Make them disappear from yourself..

The demon just kept going
Appeared every day
Whispered ugly things in my ear
But I chased it out
Watched it crawl away
I shouted: Don't come back, don't you dare!

When demons like that tries to push you down
Tell tem to go back to hell
They just try to break you
But you're stronger than you know
Make them disappear from yourself..

The demon returned tried again and again
To force its way into my mind
I will not feed it my negative thoughts
My weakness the demon won't find

When demons like that tries to push you down
Tell them to go back to hell
They just try to break you
But you're stronger than you know
Make them disappear from yourself...

The Demon

A little demo song about appreciation,,,,,,,,,you know who you are…………..cheers for having a listen


You never ask for more than nothing
A kinder heart you couldn’t find
And what you have you’d gladly give
Always there, to ease my worried mind

And when the wind was angry
And the sky got dark
I’d listen to you sing
And the light would shine around you
And make me smile again
You kept me under your wing

A smile can say more than a thousand words
Among the noise it’s hard now to be heard
But you always got an ear to lend for sure
Never hesitate, to open up your door

And even in my darkest hour
When no one’s getting through
You showed me nothing but love
Your arms wrapped tight around me
Making me feel safe again
You kept me under your wing

Under Your Wing

Merveilles. (translated after the French text)

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/szflIdLROGY

Texte:      Sanzen
Chant :     Orelya
Musique : Alain Illos

Moi, je vais devant moi, 
tant que je vois le ciel.
Que je pense et que j'aime,
 l'air, les fleurs, le sel.
Un brin d'herbe tressaille, 
au sommet des collines.
Et dans le ciel vaste,
c'est mon coeur qui défaille.
Quand nous étions amants, 
quand nous étions aimants, 
sous le ciel lourd d'octobre, 
quand la nature se change.
Et je vois, dans les prés, 
la splendide fraîcheur. 
Et flotte dans le vent, 
les images délivrées.
Moi, je vais devant moi, tant que je vois le ciel. Je fais un pas de plus, l'air, les fleurs, le sel.
Solo
Les brins d'herbe qui tressaillent, 
la céleste harmonie.
Quand la nature se change, 
quand je pense et que j'aime.
Quand nous étions amants, 
au sommet des collines.
Que dans le ciel vaste,
nous voyions des merveilles.

Wonders

I go ahead, 
as long as I can see the sky.
That I think and love,
 the air, the flowers, the salt.
A blade of grass twitches, 
on the hilltops.
And in the vast sky,
it's my heart that falters.
When we were lovers, 
when we were loving, 
under the heavy October sky, 
when nature changes.
And I see, in the meadows, 
the splendid freshness. 
And floating in the wind, 
delivered images.
I go ahead, 
as long as I can see the sky.
 I take one more step, 
the air, the flowers, the salt.
Solo
The twitching blades of grass,
 celestial harmony.
When nature changes, 
when I think and love.
When we were lovers, on hilltops.
 When in the vast sky
 we saw wonders.

Merveilles avec Orelya

Instrumental by Nver Avetyan: https://ultimatrailer.com/composers/
Vocals, Lyrics by Nadia Selvaggi

Time by Nver Avetyan & Nadia Selvaggi

Illusion machine. (Winkandwoo & Midisound)
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Music created in July 2024
Editing, lyrics, vocals and covert art by Winkandwoo.

The original idea came from the chorus of the music. I thought of an accordion to create it, but unfortunately I couldn't find a good sound for the iPad for this instrument, so I scrapped the idea and replaced it with a soft synthesizer with some depth.

My partner in adventures, on this occasion, did the rest with an impeccable job full of creativity and elegance.

Thanks Clive, again, for this gift.

Listen to more from Winkandwoo here.

https://soundcloud.com/winkandwoo

Lyrics.

What are they feeding your mind
How are they seeding your kind

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen

Why do they need you so much
When do they get in touch

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen


8 tracks of native MS2 instruments and Xewton forum.
1 Track Sunrizer synth.
1 track Arturia iMini
2 Tracks Flowtones
2 Tracks Korg Im.

Mix…….. yes……. My car 🚘
Hardware iPad
DAW Music Studio 2

Thank you.

Paco.

ILLUSION MACHINE (Winkandwoo & Midisound)

We all have hopes and dreams and items on our bucket list
And sometimes we go to bat and we swing and we miss
It’s easy to get discouraged and find an excuse to quit
It’s easy to walk away and decide not to commit

If every day you wake up and you rinse and you repeat
And you play the same old song with the same old tired beat
It’s time to shake things up
It’s time to stir the pot
It’s time to dust off your dreams and give it your best shot

Sometimes it feels like the world is spinning out of control
You try to make the world a better place but you keep digging a deeper hole
Sometimes it feels like the game is rigged and the odds are stacked against you
And you’re not sure you want to take a bite cause it’s more than you can chew

You can try to be an ant, or you can try to be a grasshopper 
But maybe it’s better to be somewhere in between

Food clothing and shelter
Once those needs are satisfied
Some people just like to kick back and enjoy the ride

Some people don’t know when to stop
They just want more and more

Sometimes you just gotta keep on slogging through the mud
And think happy thoughts as you try to ignore the crud
Hold your breath and try your best not to notice the bad smell
Pretend that you’re in heaven when it feels like you’re in hell

If every day you wake up and you rinse and you repeat
And you play the same old song with the same old tired beat
It’s time to shake things up
It’s time to stir the pot
It’s time to dust off your dreams and give it your best shot

You gotta stir the pot, you gotta stir the pot, sometimes you gotta stir the pot.

Stir The Pot

This is one about the election. The first line, I heard a lot on the news and talk shows right after the outcome, reassuring worried people that our country will make it through. I am not convinced we will, either way, it’s going to be a totally different America after these 4 years.

This song seemed a little over the top, so I went ahead and put in a gospel choir and a searing guitar lead just to make sure lol.

Sorry I haven't been on SC very much lately, I'm learning a new software app for my paying job and it is not making life easier, like I thought it would. I will be back soon!

And please pardon the vocals

I believe we’ll be okay
We’ll win this fight another day
Still, I would do it all again, because right is on our side,
And the truth can turn the tide
 
When kindness wins over greed
 It’s true that love is all you need
But If fear rules your life, your humanity will leave you
And then it’s hard to see the light
   
It seems to me // we’re all in this together
Money never will define a person's worth
And I realize, that nothing lasts forever
But we were meant to be good stewards of the Earth

I believe in you
And I hope that you believe in me, too
You  see, love has not died
It is lost somewhere inside
Our  spark will  bring it new life
So don’t give up, neither will I
Be who you        are and never hide 
If we raise our voices to the sky 
Love will not die!

We'll Be Okay

Christmas comes once a year. 
It’s a time of happiness and cheer and it’s also the one day that Uncle Lou gets to use his electric knife
He used to work in a butcher shop and all day long there was meat to chop.
But now he’s an accountant and his life is kind of dull in a mind numbing sort of way.

But when it comes time for Uncle Lou to cut the Christmas ham and turkey
he get’s a wild gleam in his eye
He says don’t worry I’m a professional
I know what I am doing 
as we all try to get out of his way

Uncle Lou’s got the electric knife
And we’re fearing for his life
That poor turkey had no chance
I think I’m gonna wet my pants
We’re afraid that Santa won’t come 
And if he does he’ll turn and run
He’ll take one look Uncle Lou
And his reindeers will be scared too

They say Electric knives have a high injury potential
And losing a finger is very consequential
But Uncle Lou doesn’t seem to care
He’s got the culinary version of a chainsaw in his hand
And he picks it up and he takes command
If he had a hockey mask you’d swear it was Friday the 13th
After a few minutes his job is complete
And then we all sit down to eat
Instead of saying grace we thank God that his fingers have survived for another year

Uncle Lou’s got the electric knife
And we’re fearing for his life
That poor turkey had no chance
I think I’m gonna wet my pants
We’re afraid that Santa won’t come 
And if he does he’ll turn and run
He’ll take one look Uncle Lou
And his reindeers will be scared too

Uncle Lou's Got The Electric Knife 2024 Version

Sunny day dreamer 

I’d like to be the man down the street
dancing music in  his  head, so sweet 
Good beat, a fucking  good beat
He's Dancing on this music so sweet

I’d like to be Sunny day dreamer
dreaming the world   coming better
Like a pure man without secret
with no more pain AND no regret

he's got a time
he’s  knows the way
he ‘s come running on a  sunny day

i' d like to know the meaning of the world.
Understanding people and their words
 Good time, spending a good time
Singing life on day on  night time

I’d like to know why the earth warming
wars and famines still existing
wake up with a smile on your face 
the future does not play dice

I've got a time
I ve   knows the way
I ve come running on a  sunny day


smile on your face
A pretty song to singing 
You are  ready for love
 It's life begin


You got a time
You knows the way
Think to Making  each day sunny day


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Photo : Johnny clez 
 https://pixabay.com/fr/photos/homme-danse-monochrome-rue-dansant-5984098/

Sunny Day Dreamer

Avenir.

Comme un pauvre  Vagabond 
errant sur les chemins de sa  vie chiffon 
Comme un poète maudit 
Écrit sur le sable mouillé 

Refrain 
Ta  voie  est là, juste un premier pas  suffit pour partir 
laiss’ pas   la peur  te voler ton désir ton avenir

Copie le saltimbanque
qui jongle habile avec ses envies - envie 
La statue immobile
qui voudrait s’envoler  s’en aller


Comme une poussée de sève 
Réveille  ta vie , refleurit le Monde  tu rêve 
C'est dans cette  lumière qu’il te faudra tracer   ta route

Imagine le monde
C'est temps pour toi d’entrer dans la rond(e) tu vois 
C’est ça  C’est ce premier pas 
qui t’a fait saisir ta vie c’est  ça

!--- Translate

Future.

Like a poor Wanderer 
wandering the paths of his rag life 
Like a cursed poet 
Written on wet sand 

Refrain 
Your path is there, just a first step is enough to leave 
Don’t let fear steal your desire, your future

Copy the acrobat
who skillfully juggles with his desires - desire 
The motionless statue
who would like to fly away


Like a rush of sap 
Wake up your life, the world you dream of blooms again 
It is in this light that you will have to trace your path

Imagine the world
It's time for you to enter the circle you see 
This is it, this is the first step 
who made you grab hold of your life, that’s it

Avenir

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

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

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

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

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