How was your weekend?
(Added to my album "Röckers". Hey, check it out)
Note: AI artwork. No AI music

Lyrics:
She asked me:
If I untie you from this bed post
Take off those handcuffs
And promise to give back your pants
Do you promise to follow all my nighttime plans?
She said: I'm gonna take you to a party on the West Coast
I know the host
They'll have something there you'll like
Inhalants
Smoking platlets
Models drinking Popov
On a hunger strike

(Chorus)
I'm learning human nature
I'm a skinny man at the feast
I'm under the influence of charismatic people
I'm the tapeworm in the belly of the beast

Yeah, I guess I was feeling alright
I parked a car in a mansion driveway
She said: This couple, they have more money than brains
But they're celebrities
So I can't say any names
She took me to a party on the west coast
She knew the host
They have something there I like
Caviar and Cheetos
We steal a couple of Japanese motorbikes
(Chorus)

We're tripping the lights fantastic
We hit the highway
As our speed kicks in
Techno music blasting
220 BPM
I say: Cue the split screen
And don't hesitate 
Sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky
Fingers in the collection plate
Because life doesn't have to be perfect
It just has to be great
(chorus)

She said: 
"Life doesn't have to be perfect, it just has to be great!"

A Tapeworm In The Belly Of The Beast

Until The Distance (G. Di Nunno)

When all was well the times were filled
Close together, a love in bloom
You gave it all as life stepped in
Chipping pieces, stagnant room.

So hard to guess where all went wrong
Little things weren't seen as clear
Within that span connection waned
Slowly losing what held here.

Once that spark has fizzled out
The cups are empty, nothing left
Subtle changes, grew apart
Until the distance swallows it.

Recall the effort, what mattered most
Talked for hours, laughed and teased
Remember when you felt as one?
Knew the meaning, aimed to please?

The fall was slow each day some more
Taking short-cuts, habits born
Her interest fades and knows not how
Time to move on, past to mourn.

All these small things added up
And why you stopped them, reasons dry
Now she's checked out, cleaned her hands
Until the distance made here cry.

No words would bring her back again
Left before she laid it bare
She knew well why; one part is sure
Let her go though you still care.

All lyrics, composition, and performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2025.

#2. Until The Distance

A relationship song.  A song with symbolism, innuendo and up for personal interpretation.  This song is about trying to hang onto the things that matter and letting go of what doesn’t.  Fix what's worth fixing, don't walk away and brush it off as 'C'est la vie'.    We need to feel comfortable in any relationship.  Things sometimes come to us easy but can also be easily lost.  It’s important to take a step back during these experiences and take it all in, do an emotional inventory and change along the way.  If you've made the effort and it didn't happen then... easy come, easy go. 

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EASY COME, EASY GO
(c) JunkHeap Oct 16 2021 / Remixed-Remastered Jun 2025


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The morning sun wakes them.
Looking out their window at the day.
Summer isn't here to stay.

There's always someone 
hoping and believing.
Someone always looking in vain,
trying to make their pain go away.

Easy come and we all know,
we need to take a step back, 
and take it all in.

I just want to be me.
  
Eat, drink and be merry
this may be your last meal.
The leaves have turned,
the colours are such a big deal.

Chances pass, fleeting opportunity.
Hindsight should not be regret.
Just make a mental note and move on
before you're dead.

Easy come, easy go. 
we need to take a step back, 
and take it all in.

Easy Come Easy Go

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Milla Jovovich - Flashlight

Composition and Sampling collage by Synline.

Pray For Me

Chrysalis

Night on Earth (Rehearsal)

Eagle 252 (2025)

I'm walking in the tall grass
Cool to my feet
Got nowhere to go
I got nowhere to be

O just to be boys again
O to be boys again

Help me up on this bicycle
Point me downhill
A hunert miles an hour
O what a thrill

O just to be boys again
O to be boys again

Maybe just a scent on the breeze
But it's all coming back to me
The sun suspended never to set
All been lost to me now, and yet...

A whole store full o' treasures
Penny candy and gum
I never knew shoplifting would be so fun

O just to be boys again
O to be boys again

O that I could lose all I've become
O that I could find what I once was

O just to be boys again
O just to be boys again
Oh to be boys

O To Be Boys Again

Thank you for listening 🎶
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The day has gone by, I couldn’t say what I did
Only that heavy embracing my heart well hid
At last the evening, the quiet, the silence, arrived
Alas it strengthened the feelings hidden inside

I’ve been telling myself that everything will be OK
Cause tomorrow you know is gonna be another day
But even though I try, I try and I fail
Sleep will not come n’my sorry heart will prevail

As if I can touch you as long as I reach out for you
Instead, I end up with a sad happy heart broke in two 
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As if I can touch you as long as I reach out for you
instead, I end up with a sad happy heart broke in two


I can honestly say that I really never knew.
How a heart filled with love still can be broken in two.
No I can honestly say that I really never knew.
How my heart filled with love still can be broken in two

How my heart filled with love still can be broken in two
How a heart filled with love still can be broken in two

InTwo

Find alternatives to Soundcloud for your music.  If you don't get much response to your music, don't give up.  Soundcloud doesn't have respect for musicians, it's all about profit.  Saddens me.  It used to be different.  

The name JunkHeap came from creating song ideas and leaving them for later, and then picking through the junk heap of ideas to enhance a new song idea.  Explore my discography, find something you like.  

All of my albums on Soundcloud have been reduced to a sampling of a few songs.  The complete albums are available on all streaming sites.

JunkHeap is a solo, alternative rock music project.  Unapologetic, thought-provoking, emotionally raw music for the masses...

It's about you, the listeners.  I hope you get something out of my songs.  The lyrics are in the song name link.