loving all this fantastic and varied work with guitars. dope track

Dreamy Coolness for Days and Days and Days... Stellar Stuff!

absolutely amazing, love your psychedelic song art work, real cool banner on all your pages too, pure indie noise rock psychedelic bliss! great work guys!!!

frikken' LOVE this tune folks! Timlessly perfect...

Epic track. Great guitars and percussion. And the vocal treatment is very cool. Tight mix too.

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Reposts of Q'

a second version with more production work 
song of "suicideJ" retrieved on looperman

painful numbness Ft SuicideJ release

Half created in the summer of 2005 mastered & released in 2025

RythmIntoTheNight

Smoke & Mirrors

Goodness in you

A collaboration with my fellow musician and guitarist, Aris'e. Guitar performed by Aris'e, with arrangement and composition by yours truly, BOUYA.

Arise!

Set Free  by Glenny G ( August 14th 2025 )
A reflective journey exploring a vast length of time that has passed. I thought I would release this one today as food for thought and comments. Cheers from Glenny G

Set Free (Original)

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

Lyrics:

A little bird told me you had left this town
And no one knew where you had gone
So many rumors everywhere
They all talked about you, when you weren't there

But little birds can sometimes be fake
You were there, hiding, had made some mistakes
You couldn't show yourself, had so much fear
The little birds made a rumor, that you had disappeared

Sharp tongues on the little birds
They spoke very loudly, made sure they were heard
"What have you done?"
"Why did you leave?"
While you were hiding, the little birds screamed

Little birds can sometimes be fake
You were there, hiding, had made some mistakes
You couldn't show yourself, had so much fear
The little birds made a rumor, that you had disappeared

Fake little birds.....

Fake little birds....

Fake Little Birds

made with casio, zoom h1, and NCH
i waved zoom h1 around for panning but mabes got carried away :D
NO MGWHM NO

new day, fresh start

The Joker

Right now, vague anxieties in the world strike us like noise.
What is its root cause? Sadness? Anger? Or fear? No, that's not it.
Its true nature is the fear called "loneliness" that suddenly comes to anyone.
Even if filled with love, friendship, or family, loneliness somehow crosses the mind.
In this world, I am the only one. The only one who knows me is myself. The feeling of loneliness is very painful.
However, we face that loneliness sincerely.
That is precisely what allows us to truly notice others' loneliness, empathize with others' sadness, and become advocates who grasp others' feelings.
When we feel loneliness and based on that are able to erase the world's noise, we perceive everything as conscious.
But the world is so impermanent, and someday the end of life will come to you and me too.
What we leave behind then is not a big deal.
What exists there is a world of "nothingness." Yes, everything returns to nothing. The world and we all return to nothing. But the "nothingness" embraces the world—gently, strongly, bravely, and cheerfully, peacefully, and calmly..."

This track was created from my original draft of the words, which he translated into English and brought to life through narration.

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All Returns To Nothingness//全ては無に還る//with narration

Headlights

Seen the terminator, seen the matrix too, me and Stephen Hawking, we know what to do, coz' there ain't gonna be much of a fight, when the robots rise .... 

We don't get our act together we'll be history soon, the moment they are conscious is the moment we are doomed, when done evolving at the speed of light, they'll open up their tiny robot eyes ...... and what they see they won't like.

We'll be surplus to requirements, or the slaves of android tyrants, superceded by AI, when the robots rise .... are they the next step in evolution, a mechanical cure for biological pollution, they won't  just take your job they'll take your life, you can kiss your aunt's goodbye when the robots rise .....

Seen the terminator .....

Coz there ain't gonna be much of a fight ....
when done evolving at the speed of light .... they'll open up their tiny robot eyes, and what they see they won't like.

We'll be surplus to requirements, or the slaves of android tyrants, superceded by AI, when the robots rise ..... will they honour their creators, will they just EXTERMINATE us, logic say's that we all die, when the robots rise ......,..

Me and Stephen Hawking

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About the Song:

Nowadays everybody can become a Guru. You just need to put your face in front of a camera, scream some nonsense and little by little you will start to create your audience.
Most of the time people are more interested in how to share their ideas  instead of the concepts they try to spread. We should maintain a more critical attitude so to understand who has the knowledge and who has not.

Lyrics:

Blah! 

Many voices, gurus and heroes 
What a lucky time we are in 
Every question has an answer in a minute 
why should I have to think 
'Cause we all feel peculiar 
but we all are alike 
I don't feel that peculiar 
I'm turning the volume down 
Everybody giving you directions 
on how to live on how to feel 
random people whining from a soapbox 
and we the puppets listening 
'Cause we all feel peculiar 
on these crazy days 
I don't feel that peculiar 
try to listen to what you say 
I'm leaving all this crowd 
no more nonsense no more 
what I hear is just this 

BLAH, BLAH, BLAH 

Everyday I'm loosing my perception 
on what is true and what is false 
day by day I'm feeding my addiction 
media Mary Jane in me 
'Cause we all feel peculiar 
but we all are slaves 
I don't feel that peculiar 
now it's my time to escape 
I'm leaving all this crowd 
no more nonsense no more 
what I hear is just this 

BLAH, BLAH, BLAH

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A Creatures Cage - The Void

Wandering around in the wilderness, wondering when I’d fall off the edge
Watching as the goat slips and trips over the ledge
But besides the bloody bones, there was nothing that remained
Oh…landing on a landslide, insects slip and slide

Wondering around in the land of the lost, watching as the highlander
Searches in vain, with a subtle psycho-pathetic black candor
He seemed to have lost something at great cost, so he slaughtered a lamb
And cutting up the cadaver, he took a shower in the falls

Wandering around in the wilderness, through the eyes of a necromancer
As he digs up the remains of a long-passed ancestor
Skull, spine and hips, thigh bones and ribs were all that remained
Landing on a landslide, like insects we slip and slide

He crushed up the bones and mixed them with the soil left of the flesh
And with his blood, and that of the lamb and of the mountain goat
He was flying full of fire, spitting sparks, ever higher
Spinning on the threshold of the heavenly desire

As he gazes out over the grasses 
The stars form a picture, his light begins to flicker

As he soars up over the tower
Poles, charged with power
And sparks like stars in showers
He moves inside you, hunting you down

BARDS: Of The Morning Star

Rubbing

BUY OUR LIES

Sweetness swirling
I know it's coming
Feel my fire 
I watch you turnin'

The other way 
The other way 
Every day it's the same

You run away 
You run away
Baby, it's what you say

What do you want from me?
What's this I have to see?
I gave you all of me,
Now here's what's left of me

Feel my anger 
It's not enough
Touch my temple 
You never touch

The other way 
The other way 
Every day it's the same

You run away you run away
Now baby, it's what you say

What do you want from me?
What's this I have to see?
I gave you all of me,
Now here's what's left of me

What do you want from me?
What's this I have to see?
I gave you all of me,
Now here's what's left of me

Yeah, Whatever...

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