Gems Beyond Mainstream

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The Grimm Gospel

May  2025

Copy of Folk

Copy of Folkus

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(C) & (P) 2013 JHaps Records
Licensing & Booking: contact@jhaps.com ( Ionut Bejinariu )

The hit song was produced in JHaps studios, Bucharest. If you are interested for a song, ask for offer at: contact@JHaps.com

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Music: Bejinariu Ionut
Text: Oancea Emanuela
Orchestratie: Pal Claudiu Ramon, Alex Tabacar

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OTILIA - Bilionera (radio edit)

Soprano  Mariana  Bulicanu.
Poems by Veronica Micle.
The National Symphony Orchestra of Public Company "TELERADIO-MOLDOVA".
Conductor Eugen Doga

A work from the musical cycle "Dialogues of Love". This is a cycle about the dramatic love story of two poets and written on their poems - the genius of Romanian literature Mihai Eminescu and the poetess Veronica Micle. Eugene Doga wrote more than 80 works on the poems of these poets.

Pasare Cu Pene Albastre  (A Blue-feathered Bird)

Original track by Phil Dutton & Les Corlett
Lyrics...

Yeah I'm lazy,
People think I'm crazy,
There's not a lot,
That I can do.

Nothin' fazed me,
When they thought that they'd play me,
Because I like,
A drink or two.

It's been a long long long,
Long long long long,
Way down.

It's been a long long long,
Long long long long,
Way down.

I took my time girl,
I had to find the right pearl,
No plastic imitation,
Would do.

I hung around here,
You should have seen me last year,
I tried to make,
Your dreams come true.

It may sound drastic,
I tried to play my last trick,
Anythin' to try and get through.

I begged and pleaded,
and in the end I conceded,
So now I raise a glass to you.

It's been a long long long,
Long long long long,
Way down.

It's been a long long long,
Long long long long,
Way down.

Your words were drippin' honey,
They were makin' no sense,
I'm just another victim of circumstance.

I opened up a bottle and out it poured,
The tears I've been cryin',
For the one I adored.

It's been a long long long,
Long long long long,
Way down.

It's been a long long long,
Long long long long,
Way down.

Yellin' at Clouds

The Long Way Down

THE LONG WAY DOWN

Off the brand new album "Sing me a Song" released on JARO.

American Songbirds - I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry

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مش عم بتروحـي من بالي

This song is a bit campy. The core of this thing is pure Isley Brothers' formula from the 70s -- they had these no nonsense, hard slamming funk songs that just went on forever (and you want them to). And there's also a healthy dose of 80s/90s slinky funk guilty pleasures like Grace Jones, Sade, & Seal.

is it finally living this feeling inside
I waited for hours with a slow burning fire
now is not the time to evade in the face of desire

but that's how it goes when you hold the control does it feel right
you're letting it go and I know that you know are you satisfied

the rules of the game are so easily changed
let's be honest about it lonely hearts will stray
I am still willing but your love is failing me every night

oh but that's how it goes when you're running the show  how you feel it
you're letting it go and I know that you know I can't steal it

out in the city new hearts align   
but tonight I am only alive for yours and mine

Control

I Can't Help But Wonder

Solace

Recording was made in 1992, have been to shy to show it to people, but just dumped off the 8 track and thought I'd put it 

Anna Marie

'Baby Blues' is the new single from meka's upcoming album 'The Rabbit'

Release link: https://idol-io.ffm.to/babyblues

Baby Blues (single) out April 11th
The Rabbit (Album) out May 21st

Pre-save/Pre-order the album https://idol-io.ffm.to/therabbit

"I scribbled these lyrics down on the first day of spring in 2023. My flatmate and I had been sick for a month, I was finally strong enough to pick up my guitar and play this little mantra of a riff. These lyrics take place in Nevada City, California, at the cemetery on the top of the hill, where my dearest friend and I would picnic and visit the grave of a long-gone infant. Once, under the moonlight, we brought my harp up there and I played for the dead. We’d read poetry to each other and to the residents, discuss our sadness and our gratitude, say hello to the man who was living in the 100-year old ponderosa above us that would eventually be chopped down by PG&E. This song is for the friend who brings poetry everywhere, to everyone. I have more than one version of baby blues, all of them are for her." - meka

meka is the musical guise of American multi-instrumentalist and songwriter Melissa Lingo whose transcendent musicality and utterly exquisite vocal transports listeners to the hazy sweet spot of 60’s-70’s folk.

meka on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/meka.laments

The Rabbit

meka - Baby Blues

[Voz e Violão]

[...Eu, porém, vos digo: Amai os vossos inimigos, e orai pelos que vos perseguem: para que vos torneis filhos do vosso Pai que está nos céus...]
Mateus 5:44-45b 

Li esse versículo pela manhã e imediatamente disse ao Senhor: Impossível pra mim. Não consigo amar meus inimigos...
Ainda bem que não consigo.
Quando desisto de tentar, entrego minhas incapacidades a Ele pra que Filipenses 2:3 se torne real na minha experiência: "porque é Deus quem opera em vós tanto o querer quanto o realizar, para o Seu bom prazer".
Jesus é aquele que cumpriu toda a lei (Mt 5:17) e hoje opera em mim o que não consigo fazer na minha própria capacidade. Apenas Nele consigo amar meus inimigos. Isso de fato é real!

Amai os Vossos Inimigos

Neli CoKo - After The Storm

Cast of characters:
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Taylor T5z acoustic guitar, Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, Gibson Earle Scruggs banjo, Eastwood MandoCaster mix, mastering, production, and composition
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Fender Precision four string bass, played with a plectrum 
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – harmonica, jaw harp, timpany, hambone percussion, and production editing     
This song began with Stephen, who recorded it on his acoustic guitar and bass to a programmed drum track a few months ago. We were all thrilled to work on it, even though it sat in BandLab as a project for almost a month before Stephen separated the tracks, thus allowing us to trickle in our parts. JJ was first to jump on it, because he could before the tracks were separated, as his part is completely his idea. He added the organ that really set up the entire sound of both dominant sections of the song. 
  Ken was first up to the project once the tracks were replaceable, making the wild, driving beat his own. Inspired by both JPJ and Michael Ivins, Josh laid down his bass line, trying to match Ken's energy. Last, but not least, Mark jumped in with the rumbling timpani. He also added the flavorful harmonica, and unique jaw harp you hear throughout, as well. 
  At that point, Stephen also got the idea to add the hambone percussion at the very end of the song, which we all consider a treat, and after showing us how it's done, Mark volunteered his percussion skills to give it a go. Stephen wasn't done with it, though, and still had some magic to sprinkle. He went in and added the howling electric guitar you hear prominently in the second main section. Also, he added the tempting intro with his acoustic guitar and electric mandolin that looks like a Telecaster guitar. 
  Once it was in the bag, we thought it appropriate for our master mixer Stephen to put it to bed, which he did in his always expert manner. Mark did help with the production, though, as he's very good with editing and spotting mistakes that need to be corrected.
  This is a gift from Stephen to all of us, and you, too. It took a lot of teamwork to make the dream work, as always for Eclectic Collective. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Country Ham (Eclectic Collective)

bright

Cracks in the ground where the poppies grow,
Ash in the mouth where the sweet words go.

Built my house from broken bones,
Fed my fire with prayers and stones.
Took the strays the world threw out,
Taught ‘em hunger, taught ‘em doubt.

Iron teeth, iron tongue,
Better a bitter end than none.
Iron hands, iron gate,
Eat the lies before it’s too late.

Children come with hollow eyes,
Begging for the sweetest lies.
Better they fear my smoke and scar,
Than beg for crumbs from dying stars.

Iron teeth, iron tongue,
Better a bitter end than none.
Iron hands, iron gate,
Eat the lies before it’s too late.

I never asked for thanks or prayers,
I never wove them golden snares.
Only sharpened what they’d need —
A mouth for blood, a soul for seed.

Iron teeth, iron tongue,
Better a bitter end than none.
Iron hands, iron gate,
Eat the lies before it’s too late.

Better a bitter end than none...

Iron Teeth

We wore the nettle shirts
They burned into our skin
No stars above the forest
Just feathers soaked in sin
She tried to call us backwards
With thread and silent prayer
But we were never waiting
We never asked to care

Six ravens
Black as bone—
We fly slow.
We don’t go home.
Six voices—
One vow to keep.
No forgiveness.
No sleep.

The youngest broke his wing
To save a dying doe
The eldest cracked his beak
To speak what none could know
But kindness made us brittle
And freedom wore too thin
We kept the wings she hated
We chose the fire within

Six shadows
On burning stone—
We see all.
We fly alone.
Six feathers—
Ink and flame.
No forgiveness.
Only name.

She gave us thread and hope
We gave her back a storm
Her prayers were never truth
Just masks she tried to warm
We are what she created
No spell can pull us down
We fly with dusk in mouth
We wear her like a crown

She lit the sky with smoke
To end the curse she gave
But we were past redemption
Too far for her to save
No thread could catch our shape
No name could draw us home
We hunt without a master
Our hearts are black as bone

Six echoes
From broken skies—
We strike slow.
We close our eyes.
Six brothers—
No breath, no bleed.
No redemption.
Only need.

Six Ravens

When fear has its hold on you
You’ll feel it’s chill before the warmth
(Before the warmth you’ll feel the chill…)
But if you let it take hold
Hold you it will
For as long as you get comfort from its embrace
It will hold you close (hold yiu close)
And steal your will
Your will. (Your will)

Hold on
Hold on
Emergency crews reported on the scene
Repeat and repeat again
Until numbness takes control
Fly away. Let go. Never to return
To the you, you used to know

Repeat and repeat again
Until numbness takes control
Fly away. Let go. Never to return
(To the you, you used to know)

The stress kills
Calm down they say
But the pills they gave me
Take my confidence away
I want them to comfort me
And perhaps they do
But the numbness invades my every move

Hold on
Hold on
Emergency crews reported on the scene
Repeat and repeat again
Until numbness takes control
Fly away. Let go. Never to return
To the you, you used to know
When fear has its hold on you
You’ll feel it’s chill before the warmth
But if you let it take hold
Hold you it will
For as long as you get comfort from its embrace
It will hold you close
And steal your will
Steal your will
Your will
(Your will) 
(Steals you)
[fade out]

numb

Adele - Silence _ New

I dropped them slow, like little lies
Each crumb a shape of home
But I could feel the sky lean in
The trees begin to moan
They watched us walk away too far
Too deep to change our minds
And when the birds began to stir
We left no trail behind

We left no trail behind
We left no trail behind
Oh, We left no trail behind

Feed the crows, feed the crows
They know the way you chose
They’ll eat the road, they’ll eat the light
And leave you with the bones

She held my hand like kindling
Like she knew the end was fire
We slept on roots, we spoke in twigs
And dreamed of bread and wire
But I saw feathers in the dusk
And hunger in the trees
The forest wasn’t keeping us
It taught the crows to feed

It taught the crows to feed
It taught the crows to feed
Oh, It taught the crows to feed
Feed the crows, feed the crows
They circle what you owe
They do not mourn, they do not wait
They take it nice and slow

So now I walk with black-winged ghosts
The path a line of smoke
My sister somewhere deeper still
The woods her wedding cloak
And me, I lay the final piece
Where no one dares to go
A final crumb, a quiet gift—
An altar for the crows

An altar for the crows
An altar for the crows
Oh, An altar for the crows

Feed The Crows

We've all been there when the sound of silence sharpens our spirits ability to heal and realize pain unlocks an authentic and  potent true self. 

Silent House

Lizzie kindly agreed to add her beautiful vocals to this song, we hope that you like this latest collaboration.
Please go over and listen to more of Lizzie's gorgeous songs. @taylor-pentland

Undercurrent  (With Lizzie Taypen)

“Thread of Grace” is for the ones who wake up already exhausted, who carry pain quietly, and keep moving anyway. It was written from a place of lived experience, but it’s not just about me. It’s about us, the ones who live in bodies that don’t always listen.

This isn’t a song of defeat. It’s a small light in the dark, a hand reaching out to say: I see you.

Even when it hurts.
Even when it’s invisible.
You're not the only one still holding on. 💡🩶🕊️

****Lyrics****

A pale dawn breaks, another silent war,
In a body that no longer feels like mine.

Woke up again with the weight in my chest,
This body won’t let me rest.
The mirror blurs with someone I don’t know,
Her eyes are tired, where hope won’t grow.

They hand me pills, they name my pain,
But none of it breaks the chain.
I’m lost in silence they don’t hear,
A prisoner of my own atmosphere.

Oh, this body breaks me, day by day,
With every flare that won’t go away.
No cure in sight, but still I try,
To hold the sky when I can’t fly.

Some days I can’t lift my head,
I lie in shadows, dream of light instead.
Each smile I wear is a quiet plea,
To one day live pain-free as me.

I dream of breath without fear,
Of walking through a world that hears.
I may be bent, but I won’t break,
There’s still a fight this fire can take.

Oh, this body breaks me, but I remain,
A quiet flame in endless rain.
No cure in sight, but hope holds space,
I walk the line with a thread of grace.

Maybe one day I’ll find a way through,
But until then, I do what I must do.

Thread of Grace

True story from this year, recorded live at Huddersfield Friday night (23/5/2025) if you enjoy this song give it some love and if you got instagram come over give me a follow, join the broadcast channel to stay upto date

Gulls Eat What Now?

The lights ignite the roaring crowd 
A thousand voices shout so loud 
The earth it shakes beneath our feet 
This is the place where hearts compete 
Strings on fire they burn the night 
Guitars screaming sparks ignite 
The drums they boom a cannon's roar 
Feel the pulse down to your core

Stadium of sound .mp3

I saw you first beneath the tree,
Your eyes were coins, your tongue a spark
You said the path would make me king
If I just cut my name into the bark
So I did it — blade and breath and blood
And waited for the dawn to rise
But what arrived was you again
With teeth too white, and too human eyes

Cut deep, boy, deeper still
Where sap runs hot and time stands still
They’ll call you fox before they know
How far your claws are meant to go

You led me past the rusted gates
Where no one sings and crows don’t lie
I stole the bird, just like you asked
It screamed in tongues that cracked the sky
The feathers fused into my arms
My mouth forgot the prince it fed
I kissed a mirror once last night
It looked at me and howled instead

Run fast, boy, lose your skin
Let hunger teach you where to begin
They’ll call you thief, they’ll call you son
But you and I — we are the one

The king is gone. The throne is bone.
The castle caved in dust and stone
The road was never pointing back
And roots have made my name their own
You said I’d rule, and maybe I do—
In fur and ash, with breath like coal
I see your shadow when I sleep
And wake to find I have no soul
I kept your scent, it lingers still
Between my ribs, behind my will
No prayer unwinds what’s tied in bone
You taught me how to die alone

Cut deep, boy, deeper still
Where sap runs hot and time stands still
You wear the fur, you sing the tone
You speak the curse — you walk alone

Foxfather

Le pont Lalys

soliloque

Soliloque

There’s a coastline stitched in whisper-thread,
Where brackish reeds make up the dead.
The gulls all scream in cursive flight,
Their wings inscribe the failing light—
And silence nests where prayers once bled.

There’s a dock drowned under silt and bone,
A mastless ship that forever sails alone.
Its hull is lined with lovers' oaths,
Its anchor snagged in wedding clothes—
No compass left to point or guide you home.

The tide forgets your name,
The wind erases maps.
We rose once, high and wild—
Now drift where time collapse.
The stars have turned their backs,
The lanterns lost their flame.
Come and see. Come and see.
No one ever leaves the same.

In lowland hollows, warm and deep,
A cradle rocks a child to sleep.
The mother’s teeth are sharp as grief,
She sings beneath the coral reef—
Her lullaby a vow to keep.

I wandered past the old salt mill,
And met a girl so strange and still.
She wore no name, just storm for eyes—
I spoke of gold, she spoke of lies.
She said, “You’ll never leave this hill.”

No silver coins, no bloodied blade,
Could part the night from what it made.
I kissed her once and felt the sea
Pour down my throat, unceasingly.
She sang, “You’re here with me, with me...”
I said, Come with me, Come and see

Lay dimes upon the drowned,
A toll to pass the shoal.
No bell will chime for you—
No ledger names your soul.
Forget your father's voice son,
He never made you tough.
Forget your mother’s hymn boy.
She never showed you love.
Go to sleep now, little bastard.
You won’t feel the sinking.
You won’t fight the drowning.
You won’t fight the drowning.

The Bone Jar Hymn

Zuse x Post Malone - On God
Produced by Post Malone + FKI + Rex Kudo

Zuse X Post Malone - On God (Prod. by Post Malone, FKi & Rex Kudo)

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Closer - Chainsmokers ft. Halsey | Fly By Midnight ft. Jax Cover

4th Track on the Hummingbird E.P - Out Now!

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Featured on The Chainsmokers: Nice Hair 36

Hey guys!

I can't thank you enough for the incredible support you've given my last track "Coconuts", it has really been truly touching to me. Onto my next project! I'm really grateful to Alex & Drew AKA The Chainsmokers for letting me remix this song as it's probably my favorite vocal from the album. I really hope you guys like it and play it out and like and repost it!

Thanks for being such great fans,
Alberto

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The Chainsmokers Ft. Jhené Aiko - Wake Up Alone (Triarchy Remix)

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Imagine Dragons - Demons

Empty Note - Ghostly Kisses

چه دانستم که این سودا مرا زین سان کند مجنون
دلم را دوزخی سازد دو چشمم را کند جیحون
چه دانستم که سیلابی مرا ناگاه برباید
چو کشتی ام دراندازد میان قلزم پرخون
زند موجی بر آن کشتی که تخته تخته بشکافد
که هر تخته فروریزد ز گردشهای گوناگون
نهنگی هم برآرد سر خورد آن آب دریا را
چنان دریای بیپایان شود بیآب چون هامون
چو این تبدیلها آمد نه هامون ماند و نه دریا
چه دانم من دگر چون شد که چون غرق است در بیچون

Love Cow Burning Man

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حقیقت نه به رنگ است و نه بو
نه به های است و نه هو
نه به این است و نه او
نه به جام است و سبو

نه مرادم نه مریدم
نه پیامم نه کلامم
نه سلامم  نه علیکم 
نه سفیدم   نه سیاهم
نه چنانم که تو گویی
نه چنینم که تو خوانی
نه سمائم  نه زمینم
نه به زنجیر کسی بسته‌ و بردۀ دینم

نه سرابم
نه برای دل تنهایی تو جام شرابم 
نه گرفتار و اسیرم 
نه حقیرم
نه فرستادۀ پیرم
نه به هر خانقه و مسجد و میخانه فقیرم
نه جهنم نه بهشتم
چُنین است سرشتم

به تو سربسته و در پرده بگویم
تا کسی نشنود این راز گهربار جهان را
آنچه گفتند و سرودند تو آنی
خود تو جان جهانی
تو ندانی تو ندانی که خود آن نقطه‌ی عشقی
تو خودت باغ بهشتی


نه سرابم
نه برای دل تنهایی تو جام شرابم 
نه گرفتار و اسیرم 
نه حقیرم
نه فرستادۀ پیرم
نه به هر خانقه و مسجد و میخانه فقیرم
نه جهنم نه بهشتم
چُنین است سرشتم

به تو سوگند به تو سوگند
که این راز شنیدی و نترسیدی و بیدار شدی
تا بر در خانه متروکۀ هرکس ننشـــینی و
بجز روشنــی پرتـو خود هیچ نبـینـی
و گلِ وصل نچیـنی
نه که جُزئی
نه که چون آب در اندام سَبوئی 
خود اویی خود اویی ،بخود آی

Aidin Joodi - Be Khod Ai

MyKingFalls Collective Is a music Collective Project, Different Styles and Vibes.

Band Lineup:
The Grimm Gospel - Gothic Folk, Psychedelic Folk
Winter Kites - Electro-Indie, Synth, Down Tempo
Minor Ritual - Indie, Post Rock
Field Of Ashes - Ambient Post Rock
Zach Rye Band - Folk & Singer Songwriter
The Velvetines - 70's Psychedelic Rock 
Ryder Lux - Pop & Tropical House
James Morrisoni - Classic Rock
The Quiet Verse - Lo-Fi Hip Hop, Soul & Rap
The Weeping King - Soulful Rock, Alternative Rock
Two Tribes Theory - Rap, Reggae, Afrobeat Fusion
Knox County Ghost - Outlaw Country

