Demo. 14 years old....
And then she told me …  words still crawl across my mind  … staged an ambush .… I crawled for cover but to no avail… 
We’re two no  longer …  newly numberless at last… just names and faces .. tomorrow we’ll be  meeting someone new
The voice we hear is just beyond the veil… the flash of life  is just beyond our sight.. please tell me child just who you are and who you wish to be…  and all I’ll ever ask of thee is love….
Yes I remember what she said…  her eyes they whispered.. and tears told the truth.. and voiced those thoughts unborn …  she breathes the words that put us under sail
Forgotten answers  .. every day she learns to speak … if we can listen.. she will teach us everything we need.
And when we leave her… she will wonder where we go…  through memory’s mirror .. we will teach her all she needs to know
The voice we hear is just beyond the veil… the flash of life  is just beyond our sight.. please tell me child just who you are and who you wish to be…  and all I’ll ever ask of thee is love….
( bridge .. instrumental )

I Remember What She Said

I am once again honored to have guitarist Harry Jacobson join me on this dual guitar instrumental fusion track titled “CLOCK IS TICKING”.
What starts off as a repeating set of three cool sounding suspension chords accompanied by a simple repeating motif, quickly builds up and morphs in multiple layers of guitar-work by both myself and Harry.
I really enjoyed the many additional musical ideas that Harry brought forth, that helped propel this simple futuristic sounding concept to life.

CLOCK IS TICKING (Audric Jankauskas/Harry Jacobson-2023)

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy
Vocals: Emily Coy
https://soundcloud.com/freevocals/emily-coy-begin-again-free-acapella
Backing Track Paploviante Burn
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/burn-open-collaboration-offer
Lillithe: adding…Sax, Beat, Synth,Vocals, Arrangement and Production

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy & Paploviante

Re-Entry

Music and lyrics: Jose Miguel Millán
Lyrics, Vocals, backing vocals and vocal production: Delhya
For more The bird inside  please check: @user-525836600

Lyrics: 
My old notebook,my youth poems  Thinking no one was the same
 forgotten moldy in a chest
Never found lips to decline

My old canvases full of greys  No one else was able to paint
 Moldy forgotten unfortunate
 Never found eyes to contemplate

Suddenly  No more grey (just Pink)
I claim  It was A sunny day (summer day) You came
 That day (What a day)
 I saw  in your eyes
my legacy  was you. 

(My) life has never been the same since the day you came
only see the sun shining through the rain since the day you came

 My footsteps in the sand,  a land that no one could step on 
erased by the ocean tide,
 no one could ever follow them

Suddenly No more grey (just Pink) I claim  It was A sunny day (summer day) You came  That day (What a day)
I saw  in your eyes
my legacy  was you.

(My) life has never been the same since the day you came
only see the sun shining through the rain since the day you came

Just look into the sand when the sea retires
where a path is laid indelible Like a guide 
A path for your steps to follow
If one fine day you decide to do so.

Legacy (with The Bird Inside)

On Saturday I programmed some new sounds. Then I suddenly had one that inspired me to write this song. So I sat down on Sunday and realised the song idea. So here it is... but be careful, don't get too close to the beast

Rocktronix Beast

Beast

Part 2 of the 3-pieces series "Birds": https://soundcloud.com/velvetsomethingsuperdark/sets/birds-1-3

Electric piano, effect pedals, unsynchronized loops, tube amps, field recording (lakeside birds in spring, outskirts of Berlin). All sounds, mixing and production: VSS. Image: VSS.

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Birds, Part 2

Illegal dumping has become a problem everywhere. Too much damn stuff. Contrary to the narrators lyrical viewpoint, this is actually a song about over consumption. 
From the album "Röckers" (2024)

Lyrics:
Dyer Road, Dyer Road
It's where you go to unload
All the stuff that you don't want to own
Out on Dyer Road
In the city's unincorporated zone
It's not the dump
It's the unknown
Out on Dyer, Dyer Road

You've got microwave ovens from 1983
A box spring mattress
A VHS of "The Goonies"
It's an area of ill repute
I swear I saw a chicken wire monkey suit
And that love seat that you bought
But, there was no love to be found
At Christmas, you we're so sad
It made you blue
Because for Christmas she gave you
Counterfeit Jordan shoes
Yeah, get it out there
Dispose of it
On Dyer Road

Dyer Road
You treat the earth like it's something on loan
On Dyer Road
We treat the earth like it's rent to own
Dyer Road

The sign says, "Illegal dumpers, they will be fined."
That's why I always go undercover of the nighttime
The County and the City say they can't agree of jurisdiction and enforcement
So I take my stuff out by the power lines
I found an unopened box of Spearmint Gum
I'm gonna resell it on Amazon
Up my income
I feel kind of dumb for buying all this stuff
Excuse me!
Excuse me!
I've got to dispose of this double kick drum
(Double, double, double kick drum)
Out on Dyer Road

Uh huh, on Dyer Road... (Elvis has left the building)