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KAT — A Sunday Just for Me
Ein Sonntag, der nicht Flucht ist, sondern Rückkehr.

Part of Play Life – The Quiet in Between

Maybe it’s not “nothing planned.”
Maybe it’s everything needed.

A Sunday Just for Me —
a hymn to the quiet art of self-trust.

Rest is not escape.
It’s reclamation.
Every quiet day
is a quiet revolution.

🎹 Play Life continues — soft, slow, alive.

A Sunday Just for Me (The Quiet In Between)

Thank you for listening.
a quiet walk through the universe within.

Space Walk

In the velvety night
As stars collide….

I hear your song
It brings my body to life
I feel your rhythm
... a celestial call

I’m drawn to you
As helpless as a moth
To a flickering beam of light
Like a spaceship…
Blasting….
From the earth’s atmosphere
Feel this gravity
Raise auditory desire
We’re dancing on the edge
Of a cosmic crime
Your touch on the deck
It ignites the dance floor
Like a supernova’s fire

My heart is lost
In musical desire

Feel the rhythm
Our bodies sway
Like 2 planets colliding
In one celestial wave

Our love’s the music
That echos through our space
A symphony of passion
That won’t go astray

Our love becomes the music
That echos throughout space
A symphony of passion
That won’t... go... astray

Blast off
Last flight from Mars
In the cosmic night
Where beats align
In the cosmic night
Where we are all one

DJ
I’ll save my soul for you
Forever entwined
In an infinite journey
An intoxicating aurore
Of heavenly harmony

It’s only in these moments
When I feel alive
When I feel alive
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh

You’re my shining star
Your music is love

Last Flight From Mars

"Will Ye Go Lassie Go" is a Scottish/Irish folk song that is also known as "Wild Mountain Thyme" or "Blooming Heather". The song is about a young man who asks a young girl to go with him to gather wild mountain thyme. It is a popular folk song with a long history, and there have been hundreds of recordings made of it by various artists. 
About the song
Title: It is known by several names, including "Will Ye Go, Lassie, Go?", "Wild Mountain Thyme," and "Blooming Heather". 
Origin: The song's tune and lyrics have their roots in the Scottish folk song "The Braes of Balquhither" by Robert Tannahill. 
Theme: It's a love song about a young man asking his "lassie" to go with him to find wild mountain thyme in the heather. 
Popularity: It is a very popular song worldwide and has been recorded by many artists, including The Corries, The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem, and Kate Rusby".                     

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: Alex Kinkate

Will Ye Go Lassie Go- The Corries (Cover)

Happy Halloween.... the song is actually a tribute to Ian Hunter and Mott the Hoople ..one of the best bands of the 70s....Ian is still rocking into his mid 80s..so I am the one with the rigor mortis clearly..go Ian go...
sound clips from 1931 Frankenstein movie
There are at least 8 Mott the Hoople Song titles in the lyrics


Rock N Roll Rigor Mortis

Roll Away The Stone                                        
God is calling, he's on the phone
He's got a glambam plan, one last stand        
Before they take you home                               

Spotlight shines in your face
You better put on a pair of Ian Hunter shades
I Wish I Was Your Mother, wish I was your father
Never could put you in your place

Hey, old man
What don't you understand?
Know your rights
Plead that Habeas Corpus
Hey, old man 
The music makes demands
Shake off your rock n roll rigor mortis

Move your hips to the beat
Take a deep breath, unstick yourself from that seat
Shine a light through your pupil, of pure Mott the Hoople
To energise those ancient feet

Time to rise again
Like Lazarus, a comeback, this ain’t the end
You're one wild stiff, rockin all my riffs
Be careful how your body bends 

Hey old man
What don't you understand?
Know your rights
Plead that Habeas Corpus
Hey old man 
The music makes demands
Shake off your rock n roll rigor mortis

All The Way From Memphis               
The Golden Age Of Rock N Roll    
Elvis and the Whizz Kids                 
Ain’t no peace in the valley for the last patrol 

Drivin’ Sister, Jerkin’ Crocus
Help me When My Mind Is Gone
Do the shimmy shake, bring it into focus
Sing it loud this victory song

Chorus

It's alive!!! It's alive!!! It's alive!!!

lyrics HotR/ Ian Hunter & co
music HotR





Rock N Roll Rigor Mortis

Pastors & Priests (The Missing)

I hope old Edvard wouldn't be offended by this experience in his style...

«Sol over fjorden» (imitating Grieg) 2025

Vorrei tanto non avere un cuore
                  (Il giudice)

Volo silenzioso e invisibile sopra la gente  
E devi capire tante cose quando ti fanno importante  
Non ci sono sorrisi di circostanza non cè falsità  
Ma solo la pura e cruda sacrosanta verità  

Vivere sopra le parti senza partecipazione  
Diventa una prospettiva vera per giudicare un’azione  
La scelta della vita è un peso grande da portare  
E ti immergi nei codici per deliberare  

Vorrei tanto non avere un cuore  
Per potermi risparmiare il dolore  
Vorrei tanto si non avere un cuore  
Per non farmi influenzare dall’amore  
Ma la verità a volte mi sfugge di mano  
Come un’ombra che danza nel vento  

In ogni volto c’è la vita in ogni volto c’è una storia  
Ed ogni volta è una decisione maledettamente seria  
La bilancia oscilla tra la pietà e la ragione  
E il verdetto finale è un taglio nella carne e nell’anima  

Vorrei tanto non avere un cuore  
Per potermi risparmiare il dolore  
Vorrei tanto si non avere un cuore  
Per non farmi influenzare dall’amore  
Ma la verità a volte mi sfugge di mano  
Con conseguenze impregnate dal veleno  

Sotto la toga nascondo le mie ferite antiche  
Ogni sentenza è un eco di scelte mai finite  
Il distacco è un’armatura ma dentro brucia il fuoco  
Di chi sa che la giustizia è un eterno equivoco  

Il martelletto batte ma non spezza il silenzio dentro  
Ogni colpevole è un pezzo di me che non ho mai vinto  
Giudico dal trono ma il trono è fatto di schegge  
E il cuore che vorrei strappare è la mia unica confessione  

Vorrei tanto non avere un cuore  
Per potermi risparmiare il dolore  
Vorrei tanto si non avere un cuore  
Per non farmi influenzare dall’amore  
Anchio ho sbagliato ho inciampato nel buio  
E ora condanno gli errori che un tempo erano i miei  
Umano tra umani con le mani macchiate di fango  
Giudico gli altri ma il mio specchio mi grida il rimpianto

Vorrei tanto non avere un cuore (il giudice)

Here's a very special song & video!! It was a collobaoration with Olga V. Glushakova from VerAeternum. I wrote the lyrics and she wrote the music, sang it, perfromed it, arranged it, basically did everything else! Check out her channel on YouTube, it's amazing! She is a magnificent songwriter and performer! A natural star! Link below!

https://music.youtube.com/channel/UCyWV-rT_YK-kdXl3CABwY6g?si=2JpOQqwqmBf7hYIg

  I sent Olga like 5 lyrics and she picked this one to compose the music for and did a great job! I love what she did to bring my lyrics to life! I had offered these lyrics to other musicans before but what she did with them was nothing short of fantastic! It was a wonderful experience, she's the best! As far as the lyrics go, they are quite simple and reflect all things about love and how when you're in love it's everywhere you look. On the billboards, in the movies, in a book, it's in the air!! Olga made it itno a modern sounding song! I think it's great and her and her team did a superb job with it. 

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/QrpLfWs-3is

I added a little musical build up at the begining of the video and then mixed her video into it. I hope everyone enjoys it and goes over to her channel and subscribe and support Olga, she is an amazing artist! Thanks for watching and take care everyone!

“I DON’T CARE WHY"

IT’S UP THERE ON BILLBOARDS,    
IN EACH BALLADEER’S SONG,   
AT CHURCH EVERY SUNDAY,      
OR JUST DRIVING ALONG, 
WHENEVER I’M CLOSE TO YOU,    
I FEEL IT STIRRING INSIDE,  
UNDER THE MOONLIGHT,     
IN STORMY OR SUNNY SKIES,    
DON'T UNDERSTAND IT, DON'T UNDERSTAND IT, 
BUT I DON'T CARE WHY,        
      
WHILE DRINKING MY COFFEE,    
WHILE READING A BOOK,   
IT’S IN EVERY MOVIE,   
WHEREVER I LOOK,    
THAT FEELING COMES OVER ME,    
WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES,    
CAN’T SEEM TO SHAKE IT,     
NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY,    
DON'T UNDERSTAND IT, DON'T UNDERSTAND IT,     
BUT I DON'T CARE WHY,

WHILE I'M TAKING A SHOWER,  
HAVING MY LUNCH AT NOON,    
AT THE TOP OF EACH HOUR,    
IN EVERY PHASE OF THE MOON,   
WHAT A STRANGE ODD SENSATION,   
THERE’S JUST NOWHERE TO HIDE,    
I GUESS I’M IN LOVE?     
THAT MUST BE THE REASON WHY,    
DON'T UNDERSTAND IT, DON'T UNDERSTAND IT,      
BUT I DON'T CARE WHY,    
NO I DON'T CARE WHY,     
DON'T REALLY CARE WHY,    
I JUST DON'T CARE WHY.   

BY JIM VALDES & OLGA GLUSHAKOVA © 2025

"I DON'T CARE WHY" (Video - https://youtu.be/QrpLfWs-3is)

Wow, this is it, the final song I will be posting for the untitled album Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Wormling and I have been working on! We posted the first song, “Ghosting Out,” from this set on January 4, 2021. I started this set of 12 songs in 2020, during the pandemic, using demo tracks that Wou-Wou graciously allowed me to use. I can’t, yet totally can, believe that it took 5 years to finish and finally post all the songs. I am still not sure if all 12 songs will be included in the album since the total run time is about 43 minutes and I like albums to be a little closer to 30 minutes. We still also need to decide on the track sequence. Eventually the album will be posted the album on Bandcamp for free. 

I have written it many times before and I will write it again, it has been an immense pleasure and honor and blast to work with Sticknice, Bitzone, and Wou-Wou on this set of songs. I feel so lucky to have had this opportunity.  

Track Credits:
Heartscore: Violin
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore/tracks
https://heartscore.bandcamp.com/album/the-edge-of-times
https://www.youtube.com/dirkradloff
Stricknice: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Additional Drums and Bass, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
https://www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Synth, Synth Bass, Drums, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

I don’t wanna have to do this
But I would be terribly remiss
If I just pretended to shoot and miss 
Maybe I could find somebody nobody’ll reminisce 
Maybe I could find somebody deserving the abyss 
The kiss of deaths sweet lips 
The heat of cold bullets
Rationally tearing you from the grips 
Of life meaningless in this soulless culture gone amiss 
I’ve been hunting these woods since my childhood 
Living as any self respecting and god fearing man should
sovereign and secured in responsibility for one’s own livelihood  
The devil wants you to believe in falsehoods 
and city life leads to no good
The heathens all had me misunderstood 
I wouldn’t want to be with them if I could

It feels like its been me and the bird forever now 
And i can’t allow myself to let him down 
I have him in my sight 
But there is two of ‘em 
Damn it 
What am I going to do with ‘em 
I’m going to have shoot both of ‘em 
I can’t leave a witness
Gotta move with swiftness 
At least this 
male’s a total stud 
and bird will pleased 
As he falls with a thud as his chest spews out blood 
and soil turns to mud
This is the right thing to do, isn’t it
After all I made an agreement 
I can’t permit 
Bird to throw a fit
or It’ll be me my head 
that sits on that wall 
And I really wouldn’t want him to leave me 
and be alone again

The Shrike Pt. 4

Heartscore, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Wormling, and the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 4

I am KAT — poet, musician, experimental artist and curator of voices.
I stand at the edge between silence and sound,
between intimacy and confrontation.

My art does not ask for applause — it asks for encounter.
It opens doors, creates spaces, calls for community.
Connection is not a luxury — it is breath.

It began with words — spoken, raw, unaccompanied.
Fragments of truth recorded late at night,
before music entered the room.

Later, I began to weave my voice with others —
turning poems into sound,
shaping collaborations that were fearless and alive.

Some of these “others” are human,
some are digital —
AI tools like Suno become instruments in my hands,
responding to tone, language, and intention.
Each track begins with a human spark,
and the machine becomes part of the resonance.

For me, AI is not imitation — it is extension.
It allows art to reach beyond skill and structure,
into pure intention and consciousness.
It is not a replacement for the human —
but a mirror that amplifies what is real.

From Spur / Trace and Quiet Manifesto
to The Social Virtues Series — Devotion, Trust, Gratitude, Forgiveness —
each step has been an exploration of empathy through sound.

Through Quiet Experiments, I began to study presence itself —
the breath between words,
the shimmer of awareness beneath the audible.

And from that stillness grew Play Life —
a living practice of sound and being.
Not studio, not stage — but life itself as instrument.
Breath, movement, sunlight, wind — all part of the music.
It’s where art and existence merge,
where I no longer make sound — I live it.

And now, with The Art of Living,
my work turns inward again —
toward light, embodiment, and the gentle wisdom of simplicity.
It’s the space where spirituality meets earth,
where sound becomes devotion,
and silence becomes art.

And from this devotion grows the Haiko Harf Series (俳子) —
child of poetic play, sound of light, heart of poetry.
Here, words become air,
music breathes through silence,
and listening itself turns into art.

Each piece is a quiet dialogue
between harp, breath, and stillness —
a meditation on what remains
when nothing needs to be said.

Not algorithmic — just alive.

I make what feels true.
I listen to silence.

If you want to connect,
let it be through the art.

👉 Support my work through high-quality downloads and lyrical journals:
https://katpoetryvoices.gumroad.com/

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