Name: Patrick Joseph - Don't Believe It (Acoustic) by Patrick Joseph in V8
Duration: 5 min 23 s
Description: Acoustic recording of 'Don't Believe It' from the 2011 acoustic EP release 'Relics.'

love the brushed snare...the clarinet... your satin sandpaper voice...your sound <3

Recorded live in Canada in August 2012 and featured in the motion picture Metallica Through the Never.  Soundtrack available on September 24, 2013 via Blackened Recordings.  Metallica Through the Never in IMAX 3D theaters on September 27, 2013 and all theaters nationwide on October 4, 2013.

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Master Of Puppets (From the Motion Picture Metallica Through the Never)

Early Winter written by Gwen Stefani & T. Rice-Oxley.
Performed, recorded, mixed and mastered by Peter B. Mathis.

Early Winter

Thank you for all the love on LOVE STORY 🖤🖤🖤

LOVE STORY

Sounds A Bit Like Love


Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
Like a sugar cane
She wants to lick me
Like a candy stick 
She wants to taste me

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
Your wet hair 
The same air
But you make this world seems
A great place to live in for me

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
With each curl of your hair
And your eyes painted white 
What do you know of the Love
You feel inside in your heart and mind 

Unafraid and confident you speak 
to the confusion you feel inside and out
An acoustic guitar keeps on playing 
To fill the void you’re feeling now
But still 
Sounds a bit like love
You think 
Sounds a bit like love to me

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
Looking your eyes just 
Make me believe that
It’s true a man can be rich
Having a woman like you

And it makes me wonder of
What you think is true and
What is sacre to you or
What has made you blue 
What you’ve been through 
Whatever your favorite food

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
With each curl of your hair
And your eyes painted white 
What do you know of the Love
You feel inside in your heart and mind 

Unafraid and confident you speak 
to the confusion you feel inside and out
An acoustic guitar keeps on playing 
To fill the void you’re feeling now
But still 
Sounds a bit like love
You think 
Sounds a bit like love to me

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me

Sounds A Bit Like Love

Written and produced by © Don Minolta // Minolta Records
Artist: earcane

I’ve got something to say
While we’re waiting around
I hear the silence in the season
Just a little too loud

Daddy tried, momma cried
And the government spied 
And the people were alive
‘Till the trumpet sang
Just a little too loud

And we heard it 
‘round the world
Like a pin drop
Down mmmm
Na na na

Take a stand 
Wash your hands
From the blood and the brand
I hear the silence 
Through the screams
Just a little too loud

We were low 
And the crows
started buzzing around
And the rumors seemed
To carry through the scene
Just a little too loud

And we heard it 
‘Round the world
Like a pin drop 
Down ooooooooh
Na na na

Like a pin drop
Down
Like a pin drop 
Down
Like a pin drop
Down 
Like a pin drop

Down

Like a Pin Drop

Super Poder

Pensé que el mundo pesaba en mis hombros
Que ser valiente era no mostrar el dolor
Pero descubrí entre noches y escombros
Que llorar es también un acto de valor

Cuando lloro desfogo las estrellas
El cielo oscuro se vuelve más claro
No es debilidad
Es romper cadenas
Un superpoder que llevaba guardado

Las lágrimas no son solo de tristeza
También dan vida a esos sueños caídos
En cada gota hay tanta belleza
Pintan de colores un rostro herido

Cuando lloro desfogo las estrellas
El cielo oscuro se vuelve más claro
No es debilidad
Es romper cadenas
Un superpoder que llevaba guardado

Déjame caer como lluvia en verano
Déjame sentir
Soy humano y extraño
No necesito armadura ni engaño
Ser real también es un milagro

Cuando lloro desfogo las estrellas
El cielo oscuro se vuelve más claro
No es debilidad
Es romper cadenas
Un superpoder que llevaba guardado

Llora por dentro

Super poder

Indie Pop, Dream Pop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo- Psychedelica, Indie Rock, Indie, Alternative

judy jugendstil (green eye)

Este disco es, literal, el mapa emocional de Lúa. Todo salió de notas guardadas en el celular, madrugadas pegado a la ventana y pláticas con sus amigos. Cada canción es un pedazo de algo que le dolió, le movió o le hizo sonreír.

Musicalmente es el universo que Lúa trae pegado: guitarras flotando, líneas de bajo bien marcadas y voces que a veces parecen un susurro directo al oído. Nada de poses; suena a un chico de la CDMX contando sus cosas sin filtros, con la puerta del cuarto medio abierta y la ciudad respirando afuera.

Póntelo en el metro de noche, en la azotea con una cerveza o mientras manejas sin rumbo; es un disco para acompañarte cuando quieras mirar tus propios mapas invisibles y quizá, como Lúa, encontrarles sentido.

Viento Estelar

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Jangle Pop, Shoegaze, Bedroom Pop, Indie Rock, Indie, Alternative

The Dress Rehearsal

the dress rehearsal

Our memory. Such a treasure. It allows us to travel in time, sort of. But there is also a lot attached to it, including the memories of people you've lost. And in some ways, memory is like a battery. It weakens over time and years, unfortunately without the possibilty to recharge. So many memories falls off on the way. But can we trust that our memory bank takes care of the most valuable ones?

The Power Of Thought

[Verse 1]
My world was once a sapphire shade of blue,
The sky above was honest—lines all true.
You came alive like ivy on cold stone;
Now emerald vines grow where I roam.

[Pre-Chorus]
As I keep walking, I keep eroding,
Through the static of the night,
I hear your voice—but it’s just memory,
A flicker buried out of sight.

[Chorus]
My favorite color now has turned to green—
It drips from leaves, it stains the unseen.
You wore it soft, like dawn behind the rain—
Now it clings to me like barnacles on pain.
I bear your sorrow in fractured dreams;
I walk on... still beating.

[Verse 2]
In misty fields, I walk alone.
Green shadows flicker where we called home.
My hands once reached for skies of blue,
But every touch now leads back to you.

[Pre-Chorus – Variation]
And I keep walking, I keep eroding,
Through the static of the night,
I hear your laugh—but it’s just memory,
A pale star lost in fading light.

[Chorus – Variation]
My favorite color now is verdigris green—
It drips from leaves, it stains the unseen.
I trace your pulse through every leaf—
Each is a wound that time won’t relieve.
I bear your sorrow in fractured dreams;
I walk on... still beating.

[Bridge – Crescendo]
I am a broken shadow still,
Scarred by sapphire, torn by green’s chill.
Yet in the quiet, faint echoes weave—
Your soul rides on the autumn breeze.

[Final Chorus – Reprise]
My favorite color now is haunted green—
Fused with my sapphire past into teal.
It binds our fractured echoes in between—
A wounded heart that only time can heal.
I bear your sorrow in fractured dreams;
I walk on… heart still beating.

[Outro – Coda]
A wounded heart that only time can heal,
My favorite color now is haunted teal.

———

A post-punk elegy where color becomes memory. Haunted Green traces the shift from sapphire skies to verdigris shadows—woven with baritone vocals, haunting guitars, and a pulse that refuses to die. It’s the sound of grief painted on the soul’s canvas.

“Haunted Green” weaves past and present into one wounded spectrum. It’s an elegy for transformation, where sorrow and memory blend until they become the very essence of who we are.

———

Genre: Post-Punk Revival / Alternative Ballad 
Key: D Major
BPM: 119
Time Signature: 4/4

———

Artist: Kareem Tyler 
https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart

© 2025 Kareem Tyler. All Rights Reserved. 

Light

Haunted Green

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