Two short improvisations for this track....

LAST DRINK CLUB.

Gotta Get Up!

(Verse 1)
Alarm screaming—-city dreaming—a new chapter unfolds
Sun peeking—-in my window—the concrete jungle glows
Eyes heavy—mind hazy—- the grind doesn’t sleeps
Coffee steaming—thoughts scheming—gotta conquer these streets
Shower spray—wash the haze—feel the water sting
Hustle fuel—pay my dues—ain't got time to sing

(Chorus)
Gotta get up, gotta get out, chase the paper, chase the clout
Stacking—dreams, lemme break it down—-every second counts
Gotta push, gotta move————ain't got ——-no time to lose
Sun's up--city's up--gotta get up—— got—- to much shit —to do

(Verse 2)
Concrete canvas—-spray paint anthems——gotta keep it real
Flow so cold—-hearts unfold——words that cut like steel
Subway rush——city bus—-rhymes ignite and spark
My paint brush——tells a story——graffiti in the dark
Meetings—deadlines——paper piles——climbing up-the ladder
through the fog——dog eat dog——it’s loyalty that matters
Family call——hear 'em all———-voices in my head
Keep on rapping——-keep on tapping——keep that fire fed

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
Empire—dreams—-concrete schemes—-building from the ground
Every beat———-every street———there’s legends to be found
Rise above——-peace and love——-spirit’s —taking flight
Break the mold——-that’s the goal——to —-let the soul ignite

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)

(Outro)
gotta get up——gotta get up—-ain't no stopping—-this here flow
Like a symphony—-in harmony———-the—-story grow
Every rhyme—every dime———-echoes through this jungle 
Gotta get up, gotta get up———to—-do the daily hustle

Gotta Get Up

The song you've shared is a melancholic reflection on a past relationship that the narrator is unable to move on from

Echoes of Yesterday

Jazzérance

Hey…. Did this song go in so many directions until this final recording. It started as an electric slide song, then a mandolin song, and finally as an acoustic guitar/recorder song. You know I laugh every time I play recorder. Just imagine a rough and scrappy, wild old man creating such a thing. Hahahahaha. Anyway, there are a lot of crows here. When I was working on the slide version, I heard them cawing outside as they flew by. (I scrapped my impromptu birdcall crowing on this, no one needs to hear that, not even the crows.) Lyrically the song has 2 distinct moods with some vocal transitioning. And guess what folks: As a novice singer, I can finally vibrato my voice… some more shenanigans you’ll have to put up with. Back to the crows. In town, we have a huge flock (murder) of town crows. Hundreds. They sure love fast food, and hanging out by the high school where tasty, tossed tidbits can be had. They are organized too, as if in an air force, as they are mostly wary of us humans… Finally, happy holidays to all who celebrate, and happy times to everyone else. Hope you enjoy this one. I sure did. Mark

As The Crow Flies

Classic

'scallies' with Isaac and the Apple

Mac: music, lyrics, vocals
Shane: lyrics, vocals, adlibs
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, noodling

I've been listening lately 
To the shite that they play on the radio daily
Nothing quite can excite, too frothy to sway me 
It’s all far too light more like coffee than gravy 

Where’s all the rock stars gone 
The ones who leave it all in their songs
The ones who grab you by the balls and make you sing along
And I’m not joking, these kids today
Not even smoking all far too gay 
And I mean that in the very best way
That you're supposed to use it nowadays 

Ladies and gents I don’t know the answer
We need 4 ill raised scally’s 
Not sixteen shit dancers 

It's so hard for real folks to make love with
all of the noise from this radio rubbish. 

Tell me, folks, what's your recipe? (grilled cheese)
First, dump creativity. (Yes please)
Make it bland for all the sheep
who walk blind through life, superficially. (Not deep)
Take their voice, give 'em words to speak  (thought free)
nor a choice but to hit repeat. ( bought three)
Prey on them 'cause their minds are weak, 
and likely to fork out about a g per seat, (fuck me)
buy your merch, wear it in the street. (ok)
Advertise your shit for free. (No way)
To feel a sense of community
though nothing you say, play or do is unique.  (Per say) 

It's so hard for real folks to make love with
all of the noise from this radio rubbish. 

Over saturation splitting at the seams
Radio rubbish just don’t appeal to me
Shiny shit, opium for the masses
Not about tunes 
Just folks shaking asses
It’s gone too far to save
Sgt pepper and the walrus turning in their graves 

It's so hard for real folks to make love with
all of the noise from this radio rubbish.

scallies (with Isaac and the Apple)

I am trying to record my vocals. I made some changes in the original lyrics as well. I hope I will have a good moment soon while being ill to record my version.

Lost On You (Cover in the making LP)

One of my earliest influences on Soundcloud was/is an amazing artist known as BoxTox (@user-247600493). I've always loved his really quirky and creative music which is so fun to listen to because of all the subtle details (for example, unusual percussion, and using quite low air flow in his sax, clarinet, and flute playing, and original rhythms and melodies). 

This tune is my tribute to BoxTox, where I tried to bring in instruments and playing style influenced by his music. It was a lot of fun working on this, especially since I got the chance to practice with the really excellent VST brush drum sounds, even if it's a little busy at times! Of course, I couldn't help myself and smooshed in a middle section that's very typically me, whether it fits in or not!   :) 

All instruments are played using my keyboard, except the flute bits which are played live with a real flute.

Instruments:
- upright bass
- electric guitar
- drums & percussion
- alto & tenor sax
- clarinet
- bassoon
- flute
- organ
- violins
- cello

Best with headphones; thanks for stopping by!

image designed and created using Chat GPT 4o and Photoshop.

Box o' Rox

Here's a track I made while playing around with Serum (A super cool synth).

Artwork created with https://www.canva.com/

RiZLiX - No Walls

Here’s a cinematic track with strings, synths, horns, orchestral percussions and electronic drums.
Have a nice trip and thank you for listening :)

Composition: Julien Apelian
Recording studio: Audio Colors

Journey Through Dimensions

Scotty. (almost) everywhere. Hasty home recordings in between realities while the children are (sometimes) quiet or at their mom's. One third of 'the wrong song club.'

scallies (with Isaac and the Apple)

one man verity show