Poetically built 👏🏻👏🏻🔥🔥

The beat....is this hi hat❓ Great sound‼️

There is a chill Sade vibe to this and with a sweet change ups in the flow.  Fully engaged as I listen.

Hey Jordi, sehr gechillter Track, tolle Auswahl an Instrumenten. 🙂‍↕️

Daily Drops

When there is a wind, she shakes her head. She is dancing.

Everything played by hands (vs midi programming) on Roland VerseLab pads for extra loose and lively feel. Cover art: California Poppy in rare red color. California State flower since 1903. iPhone, Tomales Bay, California, Summer ‘25.

Musically yours! ~ S.P. ~
~ @samprock ~ @prockjet ~ @art-of-nonsense ~ @silentzen ~

Love

Wildflower

My sound is appealing to me, but I can't structure the sounds in a good order. Like ocean waves. If it was at least like the waves of a lake or river, I'd be able to structure my music as tasteful waves of sound.

I want to play among the waves of sound(329)

This is a track from my album TALES OF A NOMAD, a collection of impressions from decades of living a nomadic life for professional reasons. It is inspired by the famous ballad by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe from 1782.

The Erlking

Surfers like Us ….. composition, all guitar parts, arrangement, mix and cover picture 

Hi Everyone!
The current situation in Europe and around the world means that songs like this are still needed! But our hope lives on, and I believe that light will overcome darkness! 🍀

Thanks a lot for listening and support!
Artur

Hope for Peace 🍀

Kokon-painkiller

Motivation Of Love

Foreigner's Double Vision .. 2nd Album..What was I thinking?.... Got me banned for life from Towers Department Store in St. Catharines way back in 1978.
Luckily I mended my ways but I carry this burden around and generally avoid listening to Classic Rock Radio as I am triggered by this song and that other one ... Hot-blooded ...check it n see...
Apologies to Mick Jones and Lou Gramm for stealing their music and rewriting their song to sing my truth....
opening clips from The Myth of Shoplifting film 1964
end clip from the movie High Fidelity

Shoplifting (The Double Vision  Foreigner Cassette Tape)

Feeling down and dirty, no financial means
So I shoved that cassette tape down my crisp blue jeans
Slinking down the aisle, bulge between my thighs
The abandoned eighth commandment
I was such a foolish child

Yes I stole from Towers
Foreigner's Double Vision
No surprise
They threatened me with prison
Ooooh, the floor walker grabbed a hold of me
Hot-blooded, tone-deaf to apology
My one-way ticket to delinquency 

Just a grubby little juvie back in ‘78
Big brother disappointed in my musical taste 
He said, “ You could have stolen Zevon, maybe Marley or some PiL
Now you're banned for life from Towers for that boring AM swill 

I kleptified, for that Double Vision
My Mom mortified at my bad decision 
Oooh, the police want to take a drive with me
Backseat of shame, the neighbors’ eyes on me
That Double Vision shopping lesson got the best of me
They arrested me 

Oooh Double Vision
A Foreigner filch
That brought me such derision 
Oooh Double Vision
Grounded and hounded
Parental supervision 
Oooh full frontal implant
The struggle to smuggle
Cassette tape covertly in pants
Oooh that cardinal sin
Shoplifting and grifting
My Fruit of the Loom I slipped it in

Shoplifting (The Foreigner Double Vision  Cassette Tape)

Beyond Empires


Verse 1 

The whisper of your voice Is music to my ear Ignites my arousal My judgment has diminished 

Pre-Chorus

 I can't fight you Sensual poison to me

 Chorus 

I'm a real slave To your caresses A carnal desire Weakens me I don't have the ca-pa-cy To escape. 

Verse 2

 If you touch my skin And my naked torso I'll faint In your funnel-like body Bridge I can't fight our passion

 Chorus

 I'm a real slave To your caresses A carnal desire Weakens me I don't have the ca-pa-cy To escape

 Outro

 Naked both of us... For eternity.


Español 


Verso 1

El susurro de tu voz
Es música en mi oído
Enciendé mi excitacion
Mi juicio ha disminuido

Pre coro 

No puedo luchar contra ti 
Veneno sensual para mí 

Coro 

Soy un esclavo real 
De tus caricias 
Un deseo carnal
Me debilita

No tengo la ca-pa-ci-dad 


Para escapar. 


Verso 2

Si rozas mi piel 
Y mi torso desnudo 
Me desmayaré
En tu cuerpo de embudo 

Puente 

No puedo pelear contra nuestra pasión 

Coro

Soy un esclavo real 
De tuuus caricias 
Un deseo carnal
Me debilita



No tengo la ca-pa-ci-dad 


Para escapar


Outro

Desnudos los dos...
Por la eternidad.

Letra: Miguel Ángel Botello

Todos los derechos reservados D'mendo Boteli ©1994 ©2020 ©2021 ©2022 ©2023 ©2025 

Esclavo de tus caricias 2 - D'mendo Boteli.mp3

Updated 10/02/2025 Why has it been so difficult for everyone to agree that we are destroying our planet? What would it take to change the course of events? Can we finally solve these challenges without violence? Have we learned nothing from the past??? Why have we become so disconnected? 

I love this quote from Carl Sagan's book Contact: “You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other.”

Credits are here:  brendadoss.bandcamp.com/album/brenda-doss

© ℗2025 Lyrics And Music By Brenda Doss (BMI)
Lyrics
Here we are so close  
But still so faraway
What have we lost for all
The comfort we have gained​
Such clever minds but still
We’re disconnected souls
And in my heart
I worry for the future yet untold

In a hundred years 
what will everybody say?
How could we lose 
The beauty of this place
Why does it take so long only
To open eyes to do what’s right
Maybe this is all we need
A billion six to all agree

This is my life
Half now gone by
Still there’s much time 
To make it something good yeah
I can do it 
I can be the difference
Gonna make things better
Just a little at a time

I confess my apathy
But now I am aware
I walk upon the earth 
As softly as I’ll ever dare
This thing is big
Much bigger than my life
Bigger than yours
To find solutions to our perils
They cannot be done alone

Out among the trees 
will the little children play
Or is all we leave them's 
Just a memory of this place
You and I we may be strangers
Here we are
In this together
Maybe this is all we need
Maybe this is all we need
Can seven billion all agree

Do go lightly
Fight for something
I'll make my  life mean
Something that is good
I can do it
I can be the difference
I can make things better
Just a little at a time 
Just a little at a time,  yeah
Maybe this is all we need 
That seven billion all agree?
(Heavy sigh!)

brenda doss

A Little At A Time

Exploring the Blue (Rehearsal)

Some thoughts that have been percolating in my mind lately (cover photo:  photo of my halloween skeleton edited with a not to scale termite and silver spoon: adobe stock images)

***
Copyright 2025
Vocals , Chords and Lyrics by Joe Stroffolino
Organ (playing my midi keyboard with sound from Logic Pro BeBop Organ)
Single Strum track  (playing my Taylor 114ce)
Second fast strumming track: PG music real track
Bass: PG Music real track
Piano:  EZ Keys2 (with sound from Native instruments Piano uno)
Drums: EZ Drummer 3
***
They say that life is a test but not everyone’s dealt the same hand
Some are born into privilege, while others struggle through quicksand
We play the cards we’re dealt as we try to find our way,
Doing our best to keep our heads above water as we go about each day.
People born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they’re rich and the die is cast
Other’s get a wooden spoon, which the termites eat, and it’s struggle not to finish last
They say money can’t buy you happiness, but it’s hard to put a smile on your face
When the game is rigged and you can’t even get to first base.
How many billions do you have to accumulate before you’re just running up the score
At what point do you decide that you don’t need anymore
Telling rags-to-riches stories, so the common man believes it’s true,
“Keep those taxes off the billionaires cause someday that might be you.”
 People born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they’re rich and the die is cast
Other’s get a wooden spoon, which the termites eat, and it’s struggle not to finish last
They say money can’t buy you happiness, but it’s hard to put a smile on your face
When the game is rigged and you can’t even get to first base.
 Politicians smiling and acting like they share your blues,
But they’d collapse in a minute trying to walk a mile in your shoes.
Lottery tickets selling hope, though the odds are that you’ll never win
You’ve got a better chance of being struck by lightning than ever cashing in.
You’ll be paying off those loans for the rest of your life from that useless college degree
As the corporations implement AI trying their best to replace you and me
 The universe is billions of years old; we come and go in a flash.
We spend our short lives obsessing over cash.
 People born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they’re rich and the die is cast
Other’s get a wooden spoon, which the termites eat, and it’s struggle not to finish last
They say money can’t buy you happiness, but it’s hard to put a smile on your face
When the game is rigged and you can’t even get to first base.

Life Is a Test

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"There is more to life than being a passenger"  -Amelia Earhart

photo: Uncredited/AP

https://www.ameliaearhart.com/

A Flight into History

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man 

The picture is my mothers dog ❤️


Lyrics:

Every time I came to visit
You danced around my feet
Made happy noises, barked a song
Lots of cuddles, lots of love

You are my friend, like a brother to me
We could talk, have long good walks
Always faithful, with trust in us
So much comfort in my mothers dog

But now you're tired, you need to rest
I know you did you're very best
I will carry you on our last walk
My little brother, my mothers dog

If I was sad, you licked my hand
could always sense and understand
Whenever something was bad or wrong
You were there, your presence so strong

Take a rest now, my brother, my friend
I'm pretty sure I'll meet you again
Then we'll take a long good walk
Lots of cuddles, lots of love

But now you're tired, you need to rest
I know you did you're very best
I will carry you on our last walk
My little brother, my mothers dog

My Mothers Dog

Goblin Dance

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Hi & welcome.
thx for visiting & listening to my music.

i jump between genres depending on my current mood, so don't wonder if you find some different and weird tunes 😂

I don’t create my songs with AI.
For me, every track has to grow through its own process, and that simply takes time. That’s where my soul flows into the music.

That doesn’t mean my songs are better or more sophisticated – I’d rather you form your own opinion.
As for vocals, I have to rely on loops, since illness keeps me from singing myself. Often, I discover a vocal line first and build the song around it. This means I sometimes have to compromise on the lyrics, so they don’t always mirror my personal outlook, mode of expression or poetry. Still, it’s important to me to share this truth.

Some various loops and most vocs from loopcloud.

All tracks composed, edited,
arranged, mixed @ mastered by J O R D I .
____________________________________________

I come from a musical family and was introduced to different instruments at an early age. The one that stuck with me were the drums. Various bands, gigs in small clubs. Even though, for lack of time, I didn’t actively make music for many years, music has always been one of the few constants in a turbulent life.

For the past few years, I’ve been seriously ill and slowly but surely on the home stretch. Since I can no longer play drums (I’m connected to a ventilator 24/7)
i started working with a DAW in 2024. It has become an important part of my life, my way of still creating something when my hands no longer can.

Here on SC there are so incredibly many amazing artists and people from all parts of the world … for me, it’s my universe. And the certainty that something is always possible, no matter how bad things get.

"In the midst of the deepest winter, I finally realized that within me lay an invincible summer…"
A. Camus


Stay strong - Fight fascism!
STOP TRUMP ❗️

Michael - 2024

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