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Bad Girls (Bella Hex Bollywood Mashup)

Bumba Call  - Live Extract with Korg Esx-1

Bumba Call - Live Extract

Star Feeder - Live Extract with Korg Esx-1

Star Feeder - Live Extract

This song is part of the album “Why me – but why not me too”.
It is not to be seen on its own, but as part of a journey I have to live through since my diagnosis. Each track tells a piece of this path – honest, raw, and unfiltered.

The second Round

This album by Captain Dreadbone describes a tragedy.

Across the rim of the galaxy, two brothers walk opposite sides of the law — one bound by duty, the other by desire.
Blood and Stardust follows their trail through five chapters: the hunt through the void, a near-fatal standoff, a return from the brink, the final duel beneath Io’s cold suns, and a quiet reckoning in a cell among the stars.


Lyrics

The lawman tracked the outlaw to a moon with no air,
An old freight yard rustin’ under solar glare.
No sound but static and his boots on steel,
A ghost on the wind, a pulse he could feel.

He’d chased this man from star to star,
Through nebula storms and the edge of war.
Now the trail ran cold where the shadows pooled,
One last stand—one last fool.

Iron in the dust, sparks in the wire,
One wrong breath and the world’s on fire.
He drew too slow, the light cut clean,
Red on silver, the end unseen.

A plasma bolt screamed across the floor,
Tore through the wall, left an open door.
He saw the outlaw grin through the smoke,
Said, “Should’ve stayed gone, friend—law’s a joke.”

He fired once, then twice again,
Echoes rang through the oxygen vents.
A flash, a twist—then silence deep,
And the stars outside didn’t miss a beat.

Iron in the dust, sparks in the wire,
One wrong breath and the world’s on fire.
He drew too slow, the light cut clean,
Red on silver, the end unseen.

He hit the ground, lungs full of ash,
Blood bloomed black in the helmet’s glass.
The outlaw’s boots walked out of frame,
Left his name burned in the data chain.

No sermons here, no badge to shine,
Just driftin’ lights and a flatline sign.
The lawman’s voice on the radio cried,
“Justice don’t breathe where the stars have died.”

Blood & Stardust

Iron in the Dust

We Rise in the Light VI

I set the table with stories,
laid out colors you ain’t learned,
kept a quiet chandelier glowing
while the whole house turned.
I had walls full of wonder,
but you walked through like a ghost—
never paused, never listened,
never knew what mattered most.

I was a room full of treasures,
you just stared at the floor.
Had the key in your pocket,
but you never opened the door.
I was paint, and glass, and meaning—
you were lookin’ for a shortcut.
Can’t blame the riches, baby,
if you choose to keep your eyes shut.

I learned the language of quiet,
how a shape can hold its breath,
how a single still object
can argue with regret.
You were busy countin’ exits,
thinkin’ love was just a trade—
never saw the fine bright brushstrokes
behind your cold black shades.

I was a room full of treasures,
you just stared at the floor.
Had the key in your pocket,
but you never opened the door.
I was paint, and glass, and meaning—
you were lookin’ for a shortcut.
Can’t blame the riches baby,
if you choose to keep your eyes shut.

Some hearts hang like portraits—
gold frame, untitled grace.
Some truths bloom in corners
where light forgets a place.
Love is patient like marble,
it waits for hands that care—
but even statues can crumble
when the wrong eyes don’t care to stare.

I was a room full of treasures,
you just stared at the floor.
Had the key in your pocket,
but you never opened the door.
I was paint, and glass, and meaning—
you were lookin’ for a shortcut.
Can’t blame my riches, baby,
if you choose to keep your eyes shut.

Can’t Blame the Riches, Baby

Mushroom Jazz Live in SF 10/2016

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Can’t Blame the Riches, Baby

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