lyrics

Things can be hard
I think too much
I drink too much
Things can be dark
But you don't see the fight
The heroes arc
You don't see my mind
the hero's arc
What you see is not meant to be
Things can be hard
The hero's arc

I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
When you think that I'm
never gonna recover
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok

You miss the old me
But he was never meant to be
You will see, you will see
When I come from the dark
The hero's arc
You'll be a part
of the brand new me
I think too much
and I drink too much
But there's an art
to the hero's arc

I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
When you think that I'm
never gonna recover
I'll be ok
I'll be ok
I'll be ok

Hero's Arc

Echoes of Home

Da dieser Song einer meiner Favoriten ist, habe ich beschlossen ihn mir noch einmal vor zu nehmen. Ich habe einige Synth-Sounds ausgetauscht und dezent modifiziert. Neu abgemischt klingt er... ach hört einfach selbst.
Viel Spaß

Since this song is one of my favourites, I decided to revisit it. I replaced some synth sounds and modified them slightly. The new mix sounds... well, just listen for yourself.
Enjoy!

Mellow Remastered

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)

Soul&Jazz

My love is coming down now
to set me free.
She rides on the sun's rays
when she wants to visit me
and by the moon in the night
but she always seems to go away
before I've had enough of the dream.

Smile laugh and dance in the rain
from time to time.
The world will take 
everything you've got
and give it away.

Give me the facts
and proceed to collapse.
Summarize and discern and unlearn.
All I ever wanted was absurd.
All I never needed seemed to go 
without words

and it tears me apart
when I consider too much
but I obliterate the thought
because of the hex
upon everything I touch.
I try my best to stop it
but it seems like
I don't have the option
until I've learned my lesson.

Burning down the house tonight.
Don't go home until the morning comes.
The freaks and fiends are out tonight
and they're starving
for some of
everything you've got.
Watch your back
They'll never be caught
They can vanish in a blink.

Words by Ryan Bulliner


Creatures in the Dark

Cast of Characters:
Surfers Like Us– @user-411502040 –Artur–composition, arrangement, and Fender Jaguar delayed, foundational rhythm guitar
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – electric piano and organ
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and PRS EG semi-hollow body electric guitar

First of all, we wish the happiest Thanksgiving to all our wonderful SoundCloud friends and family. This song began as a twinkle in Artur's eye a couple months ago. Hey composed it with his Jaguar, as that is the premium surf guitar out there, and shared it with Tez, who invited the rest of us onto the project. 
   Tez, being the first on the boat, added his thrilling guitar fills and solos first. It was kind of odd the way we did this one, in fact, with the melodic/chordal instruments first, followed by the rhythm section. That said, JJ was next up to bat, adding his magical electric piano and soaring organ. Ken was first up for the backline, adding his driving drums. Josh then finally added his fretless bass to the stew. But before he was done, Josh also added the guitar solo you hear from 1:30-1:55. 
  After it was all said and done, we asked Tez to mix it for us, as he is a master producer and mixer. 
  This is the latest in a long line of surf rock songs of Artur's we've been fortunate enough to get to play with. He is the surfingest Polish fellow you will ever come across, and a wonderful, familiar collaborator with Eclectic Collective. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Surf Vibe (Eclectic Collective with Surfers Like Us)

I got nostalgic about an old collaboration track I made with a music buddy back in the day, and now I feel like bringing it back and sharing it again.
I wonder if he's still out there doing well and making music…

Psycho Circuit Shred Remix

I Found A Way

The Attention Burglar

THE GRIND
(c) JunkHeap Dec 20 2025

A song about the everyday.

Old man hoping he’ll be retiring pretty soon, old bones that are feeling a bit askew.
It’s late at night and he sits under lamplight going over the numbers again, can he retire?
Low rumble of the city tram going by, distant sound of police sirens, makes him feel alive.

Oooo ooo ooooooo  
No telling where life will take you, take a path and you may be happy or it’ll break you.

A woman a few blocks away in her flat, reading into the eve.
Dosing off thinks of her son who seems so incomplete.
He needs a wife, he needs a child.  
Gives her something to worry about; it puts her to sleep.

Oooo ooo ooooooo  
No telling where life will take you, take a path and you may be happy or it’ll break you.

Hard night sleeping rough beside a graffiti dumpster.
Bearded dude only concerns himself with finding a coffee,
and a warm place to sit for a while and ponder his next moves.
Day-to-day, hour-to-hour, sometimes minute-to-minute.
Trying to subsist, the world doesn’t give a shit. 
He thinks, better not to dwell on it, better not to think about the what-if, 
else down the abyss.

Oooo ooo ooooooo  
No telling where life will take you, take a path and you may be happy or it’ll break you.


The Grind

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...