Name: Feel Fine by Momo Rei in JB the Curator & In2uition
Duration: 4 min 2 s
Description: Excelente Rock de Garage, Rock de motosierra naftera, directo de la botella. Nananananá!

cool Rock Track i love it much support here:)

Great classic guitar tone and playing. Perfect rock groove and big vocals. Excellent track.

Dig the classic rock party sound man 👊

JB the Curator & In2uition

Excelente Rock de Garage, Rock de motosierra naftera, directo de la botella. Nananananá!

Feel Fine

Hey everyone, I want to tell you a bit about my song 'Lifestyle.' This track is all about embracing who you are and living your life unapologetically. It's a celebration of individuality and the joy of being true to yourself, no matter what anyone else thinks. I wanted to create an anthem for those who live life on their own terms, loving themselves fully and fiercely. I hope this song empowers you to embrace your unique lifestyle and shine your brightest. Thanks for listening and living your best life with me!

Tasha-Lifestyle(acoustic)

The wires buzz and the city's awake
In this distant pulse, we find our break
My pulse is quick and my mind is blazing
In this night so dare, we're embracing

I just want to find the spark in your eyes
Catch that fire that never dies
I just want to find the spark in your eyes
When the darkness eats the skies

When silence speaks and the echoes cheer
We are at peace, as the road is clear
The maze of thoughts, and hopes we follow
With all the signs for a calm tomorrow

I just want to find the spark in your eyes
Catch that fire that never dies
I just want to find the spark in your eyes
When the darkness eats the skies

The room is warm and the walls are glowing
In the night so calm, our love is growing
My thoughts are clear and my vision’s steady
In this place so true, we are so ready

I just want to find the spark in your eyes (spark in your eyes)
Catch that fire that never dies (spark in your eyes)
I just want to find the spark in your eyes (spark in your eyes)
When the darkness eats the skies (spark in your eyes)

I just want to find the spark, the spark, the spark, find the spark (in your eyes)
I just want to find the spark, the spark, the spark, find the spark (in your eyes)

Spark In Your Eyes

ALICE SESION

[Intro]  

I put my heart into these chords, these lines, these melodies,  
Upload my soul into the void, just hoping someone sees.  
But every time I check my feed, a message waits for me—  
A promise wrapped in sugar, but it’s never what it seems.  

[Verse 1]  

"Hey, I love your music, bro! It’s fire, it’s insane!"  

Then three replies later, it’s "Invest in your name!"  
Sony wants to sign me? Oh, sure, that sounds legit…  
But why’s your profile say you’re based in Bangladesh?  

[Pre-Chorus]  
I don’t need a fake deal,  
I don’t need your promo,  
I just want a real ear  
To hear what I wrote, so…  

[Chorus]  
 
Just listen—don’t sell me a dream,  
I ain’t got the time for another scheme.  
I don’t need your "boost" or a "Spotify stream,"  
Just tell me if my song really means anything.  
Just listen—no dollar signs,  
No empty praise, no scripted lines.  
If you really feel it, then tell me why—  
But don’t try to sell me a lie.  

[Verse 2]  

Atlantic’s in my inbox now, but spelled without a "C."  
And Capitol’s got zero posts? Yeah, sounds legit to me…  
"Let’s get you on a playlist, bro—50 dollars a song!"  
If I had a dime for every scam, I’d own the whole damn blog.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
I don’t need a fake deal,  
I don’t need your promo,  
I just want a real ear  
To hear what I wrote, so…  

[Chorus]  
Just listen—don’t sell me a dream,  
I ain’t got the time for another scheme.  
I don’t need your "boost" or a "Spotify stream,"  
Just tell me if my song really means anything.  
Just listen—no dollar signs,  
No empty praise, no scripted lines.  
If you really feel it, then tell me why—  
But don’t try to sell me a lie.  

[Bridge]  

From India to Singapore, LA to UK,  
They’re all reading from the same damn play…  
"Your music’s got potential, we love your sound!"  
Then it’s "Pay me first, I’ll get you found."  

[Final Chorus]  

Just listen—don’t sell me a dream,  
I ain’t got the time for another scheme.  
I don’t need your "boost" or a "Spotify stream,"  
Just tell me if my song really means anything.  
Just listen—no dollar signs,  
No empty praise, no scripted lines.  
If you really feel it, then tell me why—  
But don’t try to sell me a lie.  

[Outro]  

Just listen… just listen…  
Not for money… just for meaning…  
Just listen… 


Just Listen

On 5th July 2025 Black Sabbath will be pulling up stumps at Birmingham Villa Park, assisted by all the usual suspects from the world of metal, past and present. As a tribute to the band's long-lasting legacy of music, we're releasing our own cover version of the classic opening track from their "Paranoid" album. 
It will hit all major streaming channels on 1st July 2025, but you can listen to it here now.
Just remember to get a copy of the single once it hits the shops.

War Pigs

Para escuchar la versión instrumental   https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/niebla-y-neo-n-modo-locrio
Para escuchar la versión a capela   https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/niebla-y-neon-ac

Niebla y neón: distopía

Hoy la niebla no permite ver
el paseo por el cielo azul
que dará el sol y nos roba ese placer.
Sin embargo nos regalará
una estampa de secreta luz
singular en la inmensidad.

Estribillo

No existe la verdad ni la seguridad
la certeza ya no está y todo es dudar.
En esa desazón hay una excepción
que nos guiará en la inquietud: las luces de neón.
---------------
El sol se ve en la prisión
y sin cumplir con su misión
sigue con fe peleando
pero no está alumbrando.

Pues la noche pronto va a caer
y la bruma todo cubrirá
hasta que por fin surja un nuevo amanecer.
Mientras tanto hay que descubrir
lo que el ciclo nos deparará
y lo que nos va a permitir.

Estribillo

Fog and Neon: Dystopia

Today, the fog prevents us from seeing
the sun's journey through the blue sky
and robs us of that pleasure.
However, it will give us
a glimpse of secret light
unique in the immensity.

Chorus

There is no truth or security.
Certainty is no longer there, and everything is doubt.
In this unease, there is one exception
that will guide us through our anxiety: the neon lights.
---------------
The sun sees itself in prison
and, without fulfilling its mission,
it continues to fight with faith
but it is not shining.

For night will soon fall
and the fog will cover everything
until a new dawn finally emerges.
In the meantime, we must discover
what the cycle will bring us
and what it will allow us.

Chorus

Niebla y neón: distopía

You never touched me
But the space you left
I keep falling into it

There was no plan
No signal flared in the sky, no moment carved in time
Just something slow
and quiet
and final
in the way your gaze didn't move

You looked at me like a question you weren't ready to ask
And I stayed still-because I wasn't ready to answer

You didn't lean in
I didn't breathe out
The pause got heavier
I swear, it pressed on my ribs like a second heart

And maybe you meant nothing
But my body rephrased you
into yes

This isn't hunger
Not exactly
This is knowing what you'd taste like
if I ever let you be real

Not a touch-and still it stung
Not a sound-and still I spun
What we are-unsaid.
What we want-undone.

I imagined what your hand would feel like on the back of my neck
not heavy, not claiming, just there
like something I forgot I wanted
until it reminded me

You moved one breath closer
The air gave up its shape
I didn't step back

Do you know how rare it is
to want someone like a sentence half-remembered
but still trust the ending?

Not a touch-and still it stung
Not a sound-and still I spun
What we are-unsaid.
What we want-undone.

Then silence folded-soft, complete
and breath met breath in rhythm sweet
Not taken. Not claimed. Just given
like a truth too full to speak

And we were
naked
Not just skin
but thought
and choice
and everything we didn't say
now echoing in the heat between
what moved... and what stayed

No vow, no proof
just pulse
and yes
and now

And nothing left undone

Held Without Hands

Hole

Sounds of Ibiza

Face

NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE

We had the idea to do the story of the Persian storyteller Scheherazade, the mythical source of the Book of the Thousand Tales and One Tale of the Arabian Nights, translated by Richard F. Burton.  I think @APi_ZZ has 'almost' made it into a ballet and the cover art is his too.

Arabian Nights

Sometimes life moves so fast we forget to stop and look -  at all ages. 

Feel Fine

Momo Rei

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