Like this Øne!!  Pretty "Kølige" Vocals..

HOW TO MAKE A MONSTER

* Love Me With All Your Heart \ Author : Michael Vaughn \ ISWC : T-070.097.988-9
Publishers : Emmi Edition - APRS
Released : June 1964

* Cuando Calienta El Sol \ Authors : Carlos Rigual & Mario Rigual \ Composer : Rafael Gaston Pérez \ ISWC : T-900.760.644-2
Publishers : Edit Mex de Usica Int - Peermusic France
Released : 1961

* And I Love You So \ Songwriter : Don McLean \ ISWC : T-070.880.626-1
Publishers : Benny Birs Company Inc - Mayday Music Inc \ Universal Music
Released : January 1971
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 Live at a wedding anniversary of one of our musician friends. (October, 5th 2013)
It's been 6 years (2007) since we last saw our guitarist and friend.
We hadn't rehearsed these songs at all
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Vocal : Anh
Lead guitar : Kok
Keyboard : Phong
Recorded : October 5th 2013
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Medley "Love me with all your heart - Cuando calienta el sol - And I love you so"

Lyrics:

i used to decorate my bruises 
glitter smearing all over my bad ideas
with strawberry gloss and smokey puffs
turns out wanting freedom kept me cuffed
glitter smearing all over my bad ideas

they called me sugar, they called me sweet
but never asked what’s underneath
killed my confidence, then called me friend
isn’t that how monsters are made?

dead fairies in my room
dead fairies in my house, (they can’t fly)
guess if you want to love, you have to be willing to die

dead fairies in my room
dead fairies in my house, (they can’t fly)
guess if you want to love, you have to be willing to die

i lit a candle in their coffins
just to see if their ghosts would dance
they went crazy, like all my ex-girlfriends
then vanished when i took a stance

i stitched my mouth with safety pins
to keep all my monsters within 
but damn i look so pretty when i bite
and smile with cyanide

i buried her
the girl who glowed
under pink skies and clouds of smoke
now all that’s left
is teeth and thread—
a myth reborn
from all she bled

dead fairies in my room
dead fairies in my house, (they can’t fly)
guess if you want to love, you have to be willing to die

dead fairies in my room
dead fairies in my house, (they can’t fly)
guess if you want to love, you have to be willing to die

i used to be so nice, 
but everyone took advantage
made a joke out of me
now i'm the one bursting into laughter (hahaha)

everyone i ever  loved 
slowly pulled me apart 
now fairies are dying inside of me
like a pixie plague of dust

isn’t this how monsters are made? 
i don’t know who i am without all this pain

isn't this how monsters are made? 
i don’t know who i am without pain

isn't this how monsters are made? 
i don’t know who i am without pain

DEAD FAIRIES (Demo)

Lyrics:

 i think i was born different 
a little magical, a little rare
 like while people star-gazed
 i saw worlds in my head
it felt lonely 
that no one could understand

 i’ve never been able to be  fully here 
because half of me died  before i was ten
 i’ve never known  a life without grief 
but i promised myself  i would create something out of it
 and despite the downfalls
 i followed those dreams 

the emptiness  echoed so loud 
that i fell in love  with designing sounds
 but a part of me  is still there  by the door  
waiting for someone 
to come home 

i was too young  to know betrayal  
the way i did 
some days i wish  i just got 
to be a kid
so i think it’s time  to return to her  
and seek out justice for all the times
 everyone pretended  they didn’t notice
i was getting hurt

the emptiness  echoed so loud 
that i fell in love  with designing sounds
 but a part of me  is still there  by the door  
waiting for someone 
to come home 

no one loved me hard enough
 for me to believe it 
i became an orchestra of longing
to be found— except no one ever did

so i tucked my thoughts  so deep within 
i woke up one day  and i was out of reach
it was different once i turned sixteen
and my wounds became  
displayed on my skin

the emptiness  echoed so loud 
that i fell in love  with designing sounds
 but a part of me  is still there  by the door  
waiting for someone 
to come home 

i murmur spells 
while the world sleeps
 i still got magic
growing inside of me

i murmur spells 
while the world sleeps
 i still got magic
growing inside of me

GRIMOIRE (Demo)

Lyrics:

my blood is cold, 
my mind is bright 
i’m a runway-walking
 warning sign

rocking my black dress,
 hell’s bells chime 
revenge tastes like power — 
now i’m beautifully malign

 i used to cry myself to sleep 
now i lick blood off knives 
(like it’s cherry lip gloss )

 i look so pretty when i bite 
i kissed God then left him behind 
your prayers won’t reach my high 
my female rage is undressed
 the whole earth shakes in fright 
tell me how does it feel to be
 deeply horrified?

 i sleep during the day
 and haunt men when it’s dark 
 feral wolf 
i’m more than just a bark
(mary jane laced with violet flames)

 i’m no longer that girl you contained
 sexualized and vandalized
 i’m the ending you deserved

 i look so pretty when i bite 
i kissed God then left him behind 
your prayers won’t reach my high 
my female rage is undressed
 the whole earth shakes in fright 
tell me how does it feel to be
 deeply horrified?

 tell me, how does it feel
 to have your fate in someone else’s hands? 
your dignity distilled
into venomous wine 
you made a monster 
isn’t she great?

 tell me, how does it feel
to press on your buttons 
 and collect poison in packs
 you covered me in wounds,
 but i eat my enemies like snacks

 i look so pretty when i bite 
i kissed God then left him behind 
your prayers won’t reach my high 
my female rage is undressed
 the whole earth shakes in fright 
tell me how does it feel to be
 deeply horrified?

(i look so pretty when i bite 
 strutted deadly through the night
i look so pretty when i bite)

PRETTY WHEN I BITE (Demo)

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The Ballad of the Golden Calf / Double Dutch Mix
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another fictionalive /+/ szalap collab - Shout-out!
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/// the ballad of the golden calf
by fictionalive: re-imagined, written & performed narration
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music you hear = two tracks:
‘lab’ + ‘samples mastered’
written, produced & provided by szalep
courtesy of szalap @kacper-razdwarazdwa
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fictionalive + szalap aka mc fukoff
arrangement & mix
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fusion of it all –
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports
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cover art: fictionalive, that’s it
fair use only
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dropped july 21st, 2025
01:01 pm – central european hot summer time / rainy, cool breeze today
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keep shining ✨
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The story of the golden "Kalb"—better known in English as the Golden Calf—is a famous episode from the book of Exodus in the Hebrew Bible. 
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Here’s what happened:
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After Moses led the Israelites out of Egypt and up to Mount Sinai, he went up the mountain to receive the Ten Commandments from God, staying there forty days and nights. 

His long absence caused anxiety among the Israelites at the camp below. Fearing Moses might never return, the people approached his brother Aaron and asked him to make them a new god to lead them.

Aaron told the people to gather all their golden jewelry, which he melted down and fashioned into a golden calf—a symbol likely borrowed from Egyptian religious imagery. 

Aaron then declared that this idol was the god that brought them out of Egypt, built an altar, and proclaimed a festival. 

The Israelites began worshipping the calf, offering sacrifices, feasting, drinking, and dancing around it.

Meanwhile, God informed Moses of the idolatry and threatened to destroy the people for their unfaithfulness. 

Moses pleaded for mercy on their behalf, and God relented from total destruction but promised consequences.

Moses returned to the camp, enraged at the sight of the idolatry. He smashed the stone tablets of the law, burned and ground the golden calf to powder, mixed it with water, and forced the Israelites to drink it. 

Moses then ordered the Levites to punish the ringleaders, resulting in the death of about three thousand people. 
God later sent a plague as further punishment.

The story’s moral is a warning about the dangers of idolatry and turning away from faith, especially at moments of uncertainty. 

It also underscores the necessity of strong leadership and devotion in maintaining spiritual discipline. 

The golden calf remains a potent symbol, often interpreted as a lesson about the perils of faithlessness, materialism, and communal disobedience.

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The Ballad of the Golden Calf / Double Dutch Mix

ANARS ! La rage au cœur

CHAINSMOKE (Final Final Demo)

Cognitive Dissonance

Hackers

Almost didn't write this but then I decided it was viable enough these dark days.  Wonderful backing track provided by Jam Tracks Galaxy ==> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X7ykuSrpxxc
WHY I’M HERE
Why I’m here
I haven’t a clue
Got no one to love
No dream to pursue
Work to pay the bills
Is all I do
To say to anyone
Got nothin’ new

Why I’m here
Is beyond me
Got no place to go
No place to be
Got nobody to call
Nobody to see
Why I’m here
Is beyond me

CHORUS
The things I know to be true
Have given me a twisted world-view
I’m better goin’ it alone
No tellin’ what I might say or do
No tellin’…what I might say or do
No tellin’…what I might..

Why I’m here
I haven’t a clue
Like talkin’ to wood
Talkin’ to you
And when I pray
If I do
I get no reply
Lord, from You
No reply, no
No reply from You

The things I know to be true
Have given me a twisted world-view
Oh, I’m better goin’ it alone
No tellin’ what I might say or do
No tellin’…what I might say or do
No tellin’…what I might say or do

Why I’m here
I haven’t a clue
Got no one to love
No dream to pursue
Work to pay the bills
Is all I do
To say to anyone
Got nothin’ new
Got nothin, nothin’ new, oh..

The things I know to be true
Have given me a twisted world-view
Oh, I’m better goin’ it alone
No tellin’ what I might say or do
No tellin’…what I might say or do
No tellin’…what I might say or do, oh-oh-oh

Why I’m here
Is a mystery
Ain’t done sh*t with my life
Please forgive me
Got nobody to blame
Soon, I’ll be history
Why I’m here
Is a, a mystery

The things I know to be true
Have given me a twisted world-view
Oh, I’m better goin’ it alone
No tellin’ what I might say or do
No tellin’..


© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved

WHY I’M HERE

#The EDM #Club #Dance #BigHouse #Progressive house 

This song was written and created by: J J Samuel ✍️ 🎧 🎶 

Who doesn’t like a cool refreshing beer! Or Cerveza in Italian 😎 🇮🇹 🕺 🎶

Cerveza

Finding a positive direction of energy to move the world forward - a personal and shared journey.

The Way Between

Hverheij - The Way Between - 07 The Seventh Way

Cool backing track by TGuitar ==> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=106X2HpPRUs
Song inspired by Chuck Baldwin of Liberty Fellowship ==> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uyv-Bc1xpfI&t=2354s (once in a while you find a Ministry of Truth).
LYRIC:
ISN’T HARD TO TELL (Who Controls America)
CHORUS
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Find out who you’re not allowed to criticize
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Isn’t hard to tell

Blackmailed billionaires on the Epstein list
The donor-class under the iron-fist
Treason in every sense of the word
Who’s behind it all, Hey! Haven’t you heard?

Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Find out who you’re not allowed to criticize
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
No, it isn’t hard to tell

Hollywood preachers on the television
The Wailing Wall kissed by politicians
New anti-Semitism Bill on the table
Around every corner another j*wish fable, yeah

Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Find out who you’re not allowed to criticize
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
AIPAC and the ADL, oh-oh

[Music]

Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Find out who you’re not allowed to criticize
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
***AIPAC and the ADL from Hell***

MAGA-Christians beginnin’ to wake up
The truth fillin’ up their coffee cup
They see now since 1948
The terror-state of Israel a hot debate, yeh!

Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Find out who you’re not allowed to criticize
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
No, it isn’t hard to tell
AIPAC and the ADL
No, it ain’t hard to tell

Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Who’s dumpin’ America down the wishin’ well
Find out who you’re not allowed to criticize
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
No, it isn’t hard to tell..

Hollywood preachers on the television
The Wailing Wall kissed by politicians
New anti-Semitism Bill on the table
Around every corner another j***ish fable, yeah

Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Who controls America isn’t hard to tell
Find out who you’re not allowed to criticize
Who controls Amerika isn’t hard to tell
No, it isn’t hard to tell..

© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved

CHAINSMOKE (Final Final Demo)

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