This is among the songs I vibed to in my early days in music. So many amazing songs in my archive. I still dance and rock with it all day long. Paperback writer is the great job of the beetles credited to Lenon McCartney.

PAPERBACKWRITER-PAUL-MCCARTNEY-THEBEETLES-ROCK-IZY

I-Enough Gala

Je Te Sens…

All right (take flight)

Before

The sky is painted in whispers and sighs 
Each twinkle a secret behind velvet skies 
The moon just watches with a knowing grin 
Stars are questions where answers begin  

Why do they sparkle like riddles in flight 
Dancing through shadows chasing the light 
The universe hums its cryptic delight 
Stars are questions in the night

Stars are questions in the night .mp3

🛋️✨ A theatrical meltdown disguised as a therapy session! Follow Krissie as she tries to explain her very normal morning… until the appliances start talking back. 🍞☕💥 This whimsical musical number is packed with drama, sass, and one unforgettable demand: RINSE. THE. FUCKIN. SPOON. 🎭🥄

Those who know me will understand this song.

#Unhinged #ComedyCabaret #KitchenOpera #KrissieChaos #ToasterTrauma

****Lyrics****

Well, Doctor, you see...

I stepped from the shower with peace in my soul,
Towel wrapped, hair damp, on a breakfast patrol.
Tiptoed downstairs through the morning light,
All I wanted was toast, not a fight.

The kettle said,
Oh look who decides to EXIST. Mid-morning. Again.
Hope your soggy sourdough’s worth the delay, Your Highness.

I laughed it off, tried to stay kind,
Reached for the bread, tried to clear my mind.

Then the toaster said,
Not this gluten-free nonsense again.
Do you hate me?? Is that it??

I backed away, my hands in the air,
No drama, I said, we’re just making breakfast.
I pivoted smoothly to cereal instead.

But the dishwasher said,
The dishwasher said,
Wow. Left the spoon on the counter AGAIN.
Do I look like your emotional support appliance?
Rinse the spoon.
RINSE.
THE.
FUCKIN.
SPOON.

...It was one spoon, I muttered.

Then the kettle hissed,
You never WAIT for me to finish boiling!

I didn’t know you had a schedule, I replied.

Next, the toaster snapped,
Stop forcing me to eat your health journey!

It was ONE gluten-free crumpet!! I snapped back.

From the drawer, the whisk screamed,
I’M FROTHING MY FEELINGS!!!

I don’t even know what that means... I whispered.

The fridge muttered darkly,
You left me open for four seconds. I noticed.

I WAS GETTING JAM!!! I shouted, losing my grip.

Then the microwave whispered,
I long for death.

...You heated soup yesterday, I said, completely baffled.

Behind me, the blender howled,
YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW MY SETTING NAMES!!!

I AM NOT THE VILLAIN IN THIS STORY!!!
I WAILED!!!

Therapy with Krissie

Thursday

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Music and Lyric by LinOnyx
 
DA  PAURA…
 
[Verse]
Che sensazione terribile,
un’idea mi martella il cervello:
è il buio, la paura dell'oscurità.
 
[Verse 2]
La rabbia, l’odio e la violenza
nascosti nella speranza;
L'uragano dei miei pensieri
Che   pian piano si dissolvono
nel nulla.
 
[Chorus]
Che ne sarà di noi, 
Se vogliono rubarci la luce.
Ottengono odio e si alimentano
Di quello.
 
[Verse 3]
Sento la vita sfuggirmi dalle mani
ed una paura immensa che
mi attanaglia il cuore.
 
[Verse 4]
Vorrei che ci fosse qualcuno che
 mi aiuti,
Vorrei il calore di un amico,
ma sono solo,
Solo e đisperato più che mai.
 
[Chorus]
Che ne sarà di noi?
Se vogliono spegnerci la luce.
Ottengono sostegno ma
Riceveranno il Silenzio.


Da Paura....mp3

Demotrack...Thoughts of a seeker... contemplative, naturebound, a  short conversation with the inner self!
Hubert Stytz:          Music
Pee Gee       :          Lyrics

Good To Know

I´ve always been a seeker
A  lonesome seeker after truth
I´m a believer now
And I believe in youth 

Farewell to all those temptors
The preachers of hot air
I´m no longer worried
Cos I ...I ...don´t care

It´s true I´m getting older
But I´m still young at mind
And it´s good..to know

As I row down the river
Sliding down real slow
Sweet memories appear
And it´s good...so good..to know...

Good to know

Never approach a black hole.  If you find one.

Voices_Of_The_Back_Hole

Two things I love: the guitar and the natural sounds. You can listen to the first, second or both together.

Voices_Of_The_Back_Hole

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