The poem reflects on the disheartening effects of political and social changes in America, symbolized by "Project 2025." It highlights the erosion of promises and rights, the struggles of marginalized communities, and the decline of affirmative action, education, and healthcare. It emphasizes the deterioration of environmental regulations and justice, depicting a nation frayed by greed and unchecked power. Ultimately, it mourns the loss of values and dreams, expressing deep lamentation for the state of the nation.

Beneath the Roar

A daring protest in technicolor, Man in the Rainbow Suit shines with lyrical boldness. Each verse weaves threads of social, environmental, and personal conviction—proof that one kaleidoscopic voice can rise against the grey. Join the dance of courage and compassion, where old values meet a vibrant new dawn.

#ManInTheRainbowSuit #ProtestSong #TechnicolorAnthem #SocialCommentary #AcousticProtest #RainbowVibes #ClimateAwareness #SpeakYourTruth

Man in a Rainbow Suit

This song is for anyone who's ever felt silenced, anyone who's dared to break the mold. "Wild Horse Herd" is a celebration of resilience, unity, and the unyielding spirit of those who rise above adversity. With the heart of a wild horse and the colors of a painted sky, this track is a call to embrace your true self. Listen and let your voice be heard. #WildHorseHerd #PrideAnthem #CountryMusic #SelfAcceptance #Community #Inspiration #NewRelease

Wild Horse Herd

This heartfelt tribute celebrates the life and legacy of Anna Belle, a woman whose love, wisdom, and grace touched everyone she encountered. With a heart full of warmth and stories that spanned generations, her influence continues to inspire long after she's gone. This piece honors her spirit, her kindness, and the lasting impression she made. Her stories, her laughter, and her wisdom will always live on, reminding us of the beauty of a life well-lived and a love that never fades.

Time Slips Away

“Number Four” is a tribute to the quiet strength found in the middle of a family line. It tells the story of a daughter—fourth of eight—who grew up too soon, fought for peace, and found her voice in a house where silence often ruled. Though she made amends and found healing, time slipped away before she could say one final goodbye to her mother. This song is for every child who carried what others wouldn’t, who stood up when no one else would, and who still waits for the words they never got to say.

Number Four

This piece was created in honor of Cole Brings Plenty—an Indigenous son, artist, and advocate whose spirit, strength, and story deserve truth and justice. The red handprint across his face represents the broader crisis of Missing and Murdered Indigenous People (MMIP), while his calm gaze calls us to action. May this project echo the voices too often silenced.
#JusticeForCole

A Ballad for Cole Brings Plenty

“Curtain Call” is a jazz-noir torch song drenched in glamour and fatal irony. With velvet vocals and lounge-inspired flair, it tells the tale of a singer bidding farewell—one alphabet, one act at a time. Backup singers whisper warnings, but fate waits in the wings. A darkly comedic eulogy to performance, pride, and the moment the spotlight fades. Step right, sugar… but watch your footing.

Curtain Call

“While You’re Still Here” is a love letter sung in real time—a gentle, aching tribute to the ones who raised us, shaped us, and quietly grow older before our eyes. Inspired by a lifetime of listening to elders, attending too many goodbyes, and holding fiercely to the present, this song is both a thank-you and a plea. With echoes of folk storytelling and acoustic soul, it captures the urgency of gratitude before the loss, and the sacred beauty of saying “I love you” while it still matters most.

This isn’t a eulogy.
It’s a thank you card with a heartbeat.

For every listener who’s ever looked across the dinner table and thought,
“I don’t want to imagine life without you…”
this song is for you.

While Your Still Here

This is a dystopian show tune for a democracy on the edge of a nervous breakdown. With bombastic flair and bitter irony, the track revisits the familiar ringmaster of chaos as he storms back into center stage—this time with fewer scripts, louder cheers, and far more fire. The lyrics unravel the spectacle of governance turned grift, policy masked as performance, and the unsettling quiet of institutions cracking beneath the weight of a sequel no one wanted… but many feared. It’s cabaret with a constitutional crisis in its chorus.

Con-stitutional Crisis

“Hold for the Operator" is a gospel-noir lounge ballad caught in the spiritual customer service queue. With robotic operator prompts, smoky jazz vamps, and a heavenly hold tone rendered in MIDI Amazing Grace, the song takes listeners on a satirical, soulful journey through divine bureaucracy. From punchline to purgatory, it’s part hymn, part helpline—where salvation’s on hold and the only miracle is making it past the automated menu.

Written as a modern-day spiritual lament for the disillusioned and the devout alike, this track blends existential humor with vintage sonic textures, echoing the sounds of retro call centers, gospel choirs, and smoky backroom confessions.

Hold for the Operator

Picking up immediately after the thunderous applause for “Curtain Call,” Easy P‑Z: The Last Revue drags its heels (and occasionally its heads) onto the stage for one final alphabetic death‑drop. From P’s electrified enlightenment to Z’s melodramatic collapse, each letter gives its all—sometimes literally. Equal parts vaudeville gore and backstage gossip, this campy, jazz‑infused revue pokes fun at ambition, mortality, and the brutal business of showmanship. So dust off your opera gloves, clutch those pearls, and remember: this isn’t the end—it’s merely intermission.

Easy P-Z: The Last Revue

“Land of Watermelon” isn’t just a love song—it’s a dusty-road confession, a hymn for José and Corina carrying hope in their lungs and melodies in their hearts. From the heat-blazed fields to the whispered promises beneath a desert sky, this track weaves their journey: two souls bound by faith, family, and a love that blazes brighter than any sunset. Press play and let their story carry you through every dusty gust and every tender refrain.

Land of Watermelon

“Another Year" is not your typical birthday song. It's the silence that follows betrayal, the ache of watching someone you once loved choose a path you can't follow. Written for someone I look at differently, this song is a reckoning—a candle left unlit, a door left closed. It's not about bitterness. It's about boundaries. And the painful kind of love that knows when to walk away.

Written and performed by Mateo Alejandro. For the ones who had to stop singing just to be heard.

Another Year

“In Other Words” is a celestial soul-groove ballad about gravity, risk, and the cosmic pull of new love. Inspired by two close friends stepping into something raw, real, and beautiful, this song captures the wonder and weight of what happens when two hearts collide in the great unknown. Part spoken word, part vintage soul, part quiet gospel—it’s a sonic orbit around love's first impact, and the tremble that lingers after.

In Other Words

A heartfelt Father’s Day ballad for the quiet heroes who had a spare red velvet suit. “Santa in Disguise” is a nostalgic tribute to the dads who delivered more than just mail—they brought magic in every step, with worn shoes, pocketed trinkets, and a kind of love that didn’t need a sleigh to be known. Inspired by real memories and a lifetime of little gifts that meant everything.

Santa In Disguise

A spoken word and song tribute to the unsung heroes who shaped our lives—not with fame or fortune, but with flour-dusted hands, secondhand grace, and porchlight wisdom. From Aunt Laura to Tío Pula, from Anna Belle’s stitch in time to neighborhood saints—this is for them. The greatest lives were lived like this.

Heaven’s Angels Down the Street

Happy Fourth of July! Today, as we commemorate the birth of a nation, our song "This Land, This Change, This Plan" reminds us that true patriotism is an ongoing commitment. It's about recognizing the struggles, demanding accountability, and actively working to ensure this land truly can be for everyone. Let's rise, again, for a more perfect union. #July4th #PatrioticMusic #WhatsThePlan #FreedomAndJustice

This Land, This Change, This Plan

“A Good Man” is a tribute to my father—the oldest of eight, a rail-layer, a mailman, a silent warrior. He walked past Lucille Ball’s studio in boot camp, never knowing he’d raise a son who adored her. This is his story—of sacrifice, pride, missed chances, and love that never fades. I drive home now to help care for him, just as he spent his life caring for us. For Jose. For Corina. For all of us.

A Good, Good Man

"I Am Me" is my anthem of roots, resilience, and truth. A song woven from family lines, whispered blessings, and the fire that made me. I carry Gilbert Joe and Pamela Ann in my voice—this is for them, and for everyone still becoming who they are meant to be. #IAmMe #MateoAlejandro #FamilyTree #LGBTQVoices #ChicanoPride

I Am Me

“They Call the Wind Mariah” is a heartfelt tribute from her Nino—blending memory, music, and motion into one soul-swept song. Inspired by her name, her spirit, and her voice, this birthday anthem celebrates the girl who sings like the wind and moves like a storm. For the niece who became a whirlwind of brilliance—this one’s for you, Mariah. 🌬️💫

They Call the Wind Mariah

A modern folk ballad about the ones who walked free, the ones who didn’t, and the ones still clapping. In velvet halls and golden towers, the guilty aren't always found—they’re protected. This is a song for the names behind the sealed doors, and the silence that keeps them there.

Epstein

In “The Final Act,” the ampersand steals the stage and shatters every illusion: a fierce confession in a flickering spotlight that ends not with a bow but a broken neck. From whispered truths scrawled on velvet walls to a chandelier’s fatal hiccup, the song unspools like a gothic fairy tale—equal parts murder ballad and burning manifesto. When the house lights blink on, you realize the standing ovation was a ritual cleansing, and the only understudy left is doom itself.

The Final Act

An oil-stained hymn for the forgotten and the defiant.
“Sant’allegria” drifts through candle smoke and broken bells, where saints weep with cheap wine and girls dance with ghosts in funeral shoes. Rooted in Spanish gothic soul and baroque surrealism, this track mourns and celebrates all at once—
un rezo borracho,
un brindis de duelo.

For the ones who laugh like beggars, curse like kings, and fly with broken wings—
we offer this song.

#MateoAlejandro

Sant’allegria

A velvet-draped confession.
A love letter to the unavailable, the unforgettable, and the ones I never stood a chance with—but still would.

With a voice soaked in candlelight and just enough regret, Mateo Alejandro sways through stories of almost-lovers, missed connections, and ghosted texts at 2 a.m. This isn’t a breakup album—it’s a getting-ready-in-the-mirror album. It’s the scent of someone you can’t forget, the sigh between longing and letting go.

Retro croon meets clever wit in this swoon-worthy throwback that wears silk and sarcasm in equal parts.

“Some men write poems. Some write vows.
The ones I want? Write their name without ever saying it out loud.”

To All the Men I’ve Yet to Meet

A tribute to Charlotte Gonzales—mi abuela prestada.
She lived her life one day at a time, with quiet faith, gentle strength, and a pot of arroz con leche always on the stove.

We danced cumbias in the sala, prayed in soft whispers, and laughed in the language only grandmothers teach.

This song isn’t perfect—neither am I.
But her love didn’t need polish. It needed presence.

“Santa María, guíala en paz.”
One step. One prayer. One sweet day at a time.

—

#UnDiaALaVez #CharlotteGonzales #TributeSong #CumbiaBallad #AbuelaLove #ImperfectVoiceRealHeart #MateoAlejandro

Un Dia y Pan

This tribute is a big-band, vintage radio-style homage to the unstoppable Lucille Ball — delivered through the fast-talking, gossip-slinging voice of fictional announcer Waldo Winslow.

From her Golden Apricot glamour to her history-making firsts — first woman to run a major TV studio, first actress to appear pregnant on television, first interracial couple on screen — Lucy broke barriers, rewrote the rules, and kept us laughing the whole way.

Filmed on 35mm, syndicated around the world, her face has been seen more than any in history… more than presidents, more than monarchs, yes — even more than Jesus on a piece of toast. And in our hearts, she’s still always prat-falling in our reruns.

Swing in, smile wide, and celebrate 114 years of comedy royalty.

Happy Birthday, Lucy!

A vibrant tribute to the art and legacy of Keith Haring. "Haring's Lines" is an anthem of hope and unity, inspired by the dancing figures and bold colors that brought light to the darkest corners of the city. The track weaves together pulsing beats and shimmering synths, echoing the raw energy of Haring's chalk drawings in the subway. It's a song about love, defiance, and the enduring power of art to bring people together, a promise that even in the face of adversity, our spirits can shine as brightly as a neon dream. Join us in celebrating a message that refuses to fade—a reminder to be kind and let our colors show.

Haring’s Lines

If the night calls your name but never quite says it right…
you’ve already been invited.

A wanderer, flung from a veering world, stumbles into a place that doesn’t quite exist—where time hiccups, stars forget their names, and the lost gather not to mourn, but to dance.

The Noctivagant Ball is part prophecy, part elegy, part electric exorcism. Spoken word and hard rock collide in a gothic fever dream:
— A frostbitten traveler warmed by something he can’t name.
— A sequined queen who shines just enough to distract.
— A thunder-born prophet who speaks truths even he forgets.
— And a nightwalker who waltzes with Death and Chance until the stars fall down.

It’s all here, stitched together with howling guitar, cinematic breakdowns, and lyrics etched in candle smoke.

No RSVP. No past. Just rhythm, regret, and the last dance you didn’t know you were part of.

 #HardRockOpera #SpokenWordRock #TimeLostTraveler #CinematicMetal #DanceWithTheOdd #ElectricElegy

The Noctivagant Ball

Closet Things!!
Honey, have you heard? There's a strange phenomenon sweeping the nation, and we're here to spill the tea!
"Closet Things!!" is the sassy, jazzy anthem you didn't know you needed, calling out the double standards and secret lives hidden behind the loudest proclamations. With a theatrical flair and a wink, this track exposes the hypocrisy of those who preach one thing on a Sunday and live a whole different story on Saturday night.
It’s a bold reminder that behind those locked doors, the truth is crystal clear. So come closer, darlings, and let's listen to the secret everyone's trying to keep.
Listen, like, and share the truth!

Closet Things!!

Step into the time machine and hit 'Play' on your Walkman. "Dial-up Dreams" is a pure dose of 90s nostalgia, blending gritty synth-pop with the lo-fi charm of cassette static and record scratches. This track is a love letter to a decade of backwards caps and boom box beats, where every moment felt like a Technicolor cascade.
From the first hiss of a Super Soaker to the satisfying click of a Game Boy's buttons, this song is a sensory tour of the 90s. We’ve packed it with memories of POG slams, trading Beanie Babies, and the vibrant chaos of shows like Pee-wee's Playhouse and Ren & Stimpy. It's a sonic journey back to a time of dial-up modems, mix CDs, and the simple joy of sitting on a stoop with your crew.
"Dial-up Dreams" captures the unique spirit of the "kids of grunge and glitter"—a generation that found magic in snap-together models and friendship themes echoing from a stereo. It’s a track that feels both like a faded photograph and a neon-lit flashback, reminding us that even though our Furbies now whisper in attic dust, the 90s magic still lights the way.

#90s #Nostalgia #SynthPop #Retro #Grunge #Glitter #Throwback #Walkman #FreshPrince #SavedByTheBell #GameBoy #PeeWee #RenAndStimpy #Mixtape

Dial-Up Dreams

Just a wayward paralegal residing in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains, literally in the shadow of Pike’s Peak.

Matéo

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