Years ago, I started writing a science ficition story where once a year the government would allow crazy people to stop taking the pill that kept them normal and then go out on a date. It was an social experiment to see if the pill was absolutely necessary to lead a normal life.  In my mind, the experiment was doomed to failure. I never finished the story, opting to write this song instead.  This is a revised version.

Rain on My Window
Song and Lyrics by Mike Krath
artwork from hotpot.ai/art-generator
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics:

I see the rain on my window,
dropping down into the drain,
The pill I take helps me to like it,
and I watch it again and again.

But once a year the pill is forgotten,
and they let me see the world anew,
and have a date with a woman that will be like me,
that is, she'll be pill-less, too.

And they'll take us to a wooden table,
where she'll sit across with a rose between,
But before we talk, she'll want to go to the bathroom,
and I'll laugh and cry and make a scene.

And I'll see the rain on the window,
dropping down into the drain,
And when the waiter comes to take our order,
I'll ask for something to be normal again.

I see the rain on my window,
dropping down into the drain,
The pill I take helps me to like it,
and I watch it again and again.

Rain on My Window

A revival in memory of both fallen heroes: David Bowie writing about seeing Marc Bolan perform for the first time. 

Jaime J Ross @jaime0223 performed the Grandest Inspirational Piano with additional Grandiose Embellishments by myself
Rick Medlock @rick-4-1 delivered the Perfectly Delicious Drums & Terrific Tambourine
Phil McWalter @phil-mcwalter snuck in all The Other Stuff whilst Tony Visconti was up a pair of steps painting the entrance hall ceiling white...

Remastered 9th May 2025 as it was sounding a little brittle I thought...

Lady Stardust

Well people stared at the makeup on his face
Laughed at his long black hair, his animal grace
The boy in the bright blue jeans
Jumped up on the stage and
Lady Stardust sang his songs
Of darkness and disgrace

And he was alright, the band was all together
Yes he was alright, the song went on forever
Yes he was awful nice
Really quite out of sight
And he sang all night long

Femme fatales emerged from shadows
To watch this creature fair
Boys stood upon their chairs
To make their point of view
And I smiled sadly for a love I could not obey and
Lady Stardust sang his songs
Of darkness and dismay

And he was alright, the band was all together
Yes he was alright, the song went on forever
Yes he was awful nice
Really quite paradise
And he sang all night long

Ooh how I sighed when they asked if I knew his name

And he was alright, the band was all together
Yes he was alright, his song went on forever
And he was awful nice
Really quite paradise and
He sang all night, all night long

© David Bowie 1971


Bowie performing a lesser known demo of the song: youtu.be/xrz5BKPitT0

Lady Stardust

Lady Stardust Revival

"Captain & His Crew"

STONERJAZZ (Jeff Gardiner) @user-911083679 : lyrics & vocals
Mahan Mahan : instrumental track

The captain and his crew
were weeping as they knelt
upon the steps., outside the palace foyer
Righteous warriors every single one

Reflections of the sun
children of the other
the protectors of the mother
humble in their confidence of failure
unaffected by the outcome
broken hearted with the truth
grieving for their youth

And yet their heads held high
fighting tiny battles
in anticipation of something Better

its the inner not the outer
its the quiet not the shouter
its the powder not the pistol
its the battle not the score
its the boatman on the water
and the sparkle on the river
and the distant glimmer from the shore...

Captain & His Crew ~ STONERJAZZ | Mahan💀Mahan (extended version)

All done with VST instruments. Guitar solos played on keyboard with the amazing Quilcom Sim-Guitar.
A synth which does not use samples !

Electronic chants

Eggs hate Friday

des voix sur un piano , la douceur comme un espoir et un pied de nez à la grossièreté ubuesque de la testostérone de tyrans cacochymes  et dont la haine pour les êtres libres n'a pas plus de limite que leur amour du fric et du pouvoir

Ces voix dans le tout petit jardin

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

You once told me I didn't have enough
To offer you
Well, that might be true
But I got something I know you want
I've got bippetibopp

Chorus.
I may not be the prettiest girl you've ever seen
My wallet is cold
My pocket ain't full of gold
But I do something no one else can do
I Bippetibopp with you

Bippetibopp

I've got something I know you want
I've got bippetibopp

Chorus

If you replace me with someone new
You might end up miserable and blue
Cause I've got something I know you want
I've got Bittepibopp

Chorus

Bippetibopp

I've got something I know you want
I've got Bippetibopp

Are you sure you really want to go?
You will miss out what you already know
I'm the only one who can do
Bippetibopp with you

Chorus

Bippetibopp

dear friends it is with passion and sincerity that I present this piece quite different from the others but with substantial content. I hope you like it...a hug to all men and women of good will...⭐💫⭐🙏🏻✨

 
Lyric and music by LinOnyx
Elevation of  Soul
[Verse]
Rise above the noise and dust
Feel the pull of wanderlust
Every step is one more climb
Upward to a state divine
[Verse 2]
Climbing high on dreams we ride
Mountains tall we will not hide
In the sky we find our role
Elevation of  soul
[Chorus]
Touch the sky feel the breeze
Heartbeat strong endless seas
We are more than flesh and bone
In this World we're not alone
[Bridge]
Elevate and break the chains
Find the peace amid the rains
In the stars we'll carve Our name
Soul and spirit one the same
Verse 3]
Step by step we conquer fear
Voices loud and hearts sincere
In the light we find our goal
Elevation of soul
[Chorus]
Touch the sky feel the breeze
Heartbeat strong endless seas
We are more than flesh and bone
In this world we're not alone
[Bridge]
Elevate and break the chains
Find the peace amid the rains
In the stars we'll carve our name
Soul and spirit one the same
[Verse 3]
Step by step we conquer fear
Voices loud and hearts sincere
In the light we find our goal
Elevation of  soul
[Chorus]
Touch the sky feel the breeze
Heartbeat strong endless seas
 are more than flesh and bone
In this world we're not alone


Elevation of  Soul.mp3

..maybe love comes walking in... a dreamer in search of true love who loses himself in daydreams and fantasies..composed by STYTZ and played by the band with passion and full commitment!

Music:   Hubert Stytz     Lyrics:  Pee Gee       Add.Lyrics:  Paul Harriman

Lyrics

I´m hooked on a fantasy
A vision in my mind
I´m hangin´around this town
While my mind´s doin´overtime

I need a warm summer night
On a moonlit avenue
With a thrill and a promise
Of  a secret rendezvous

Went to see the pictures in the gallery
Tryin´to find the angel I´m lookin´out for

Señorita of my dreams
I leave my door open tonight
Señorita of my dreams
MAYBE LOVE COMES WALKIN´IN...............

She must be waitin´for me
Somewhere out there in the night
With a warm and tender smile
A smile as bright as the daylight

Lookin´at the passers-by on the street
Searching for the angel I´ve been dreamin´of

Señorita of my dreams
I leave my door open tonight
Señorita of my dreams
MAYBE LOVE COMES WALKIN´IN.....................

Love Comes Walkin' In

The song is both a nostalgic tribute to this 1981 movie that gave me nightmares, and a nod to the iconic Bruce Campbell for his work in this franchise

but it then turns metaphorical as I equate the Evil Dead to the AI that is now all around us...  my call to arms..my call to channel Bruce Campbell and fight these Deadites......AI wants to swallow yer soul.......listen ..you will see....


The Evil Dead

When I was a kid
I saw some scary shit
Scary shit that scared the shit out of me
Kandarian demons
Growling and screaming
Couldn't sleep for a week
Thought they were coming for me

I need to channel 
Bruce Campbell
Fight the fear that's growing in my head
Channel Bruce Campbell
Chainsaw my angst
Fight off the Evil Dead
Check underneath my bed

Yeah I was that kid
So freaked by that shit
That card scene with Cheryl scared the shit outta me
8 of spades, 2 of spades
Jack o’ diamonds and clubs
When she twisted and threatened 
I blathered and blubbed

I need to channel 
Bruce Campbell 
Dismember my fear
Decapitate the devil in my head
Channel Bruce Campbell 
Gouge out my angst
Fight off the Evil Dead
Maybe read a book instead


KANDA 
ESTRATA 
EARGRETS
AMANTO NOS FERATES


Now I am old
I hear some scary shit
Scary shit, it scares the shit out of me
Jack-booting goose steps
Skynet sing a longs
The bots and their soul-sucking sweet melodies

We need to channel 
Bruce Campbell 
Necronomicon 
These lies we’re fed
Channel Bruce Campbell 
Feeling lost in the forest 
Here comes the Evil Dead
Maybe try and write some actual human songs instead







The Evil Dead ( Channel Bruce Campbell)

i just dance (revised)

I’m a song-writer who enjoys creating music of any genre.

My son recently introduced me to A.I. and taught me how to do covers of my previously released non-A.I. music. Since I've never considered myself a performer (except playing with worship bands at church or solo-piano at a rehab center) using A.I. is right up my alley.

Since I've  exhausted using my previously released music for A.I. covers, I now compose music in a DAW, rip to a wave file, and make an A.I. cover of this wave file. I then write lyrics to the A.I. music. It takes around 100 A.I. iterations to complete the lyrics and get a style I'm happy with.  

Brief Bio: Lived more than a quarter of my life overseas (Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Turkiye, Italy, Japan, South Korea, and Taiwan). Each country gave me an appreciation for different types of music plus probably why I get bored easily in sticking with one genre or another.