Name: Open House by Paul Baglyos
Duration: 4 min 7 s
Description: Another turn with Teles + Strats + Jaguar + rosewood dreadnaught

Wonderful melodies and chord progressions! Excellent playing as well! :)

My Mother Don't Like Me Anymore

Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Cozmo Jethro.
Scratching by Cozmo Jethro.
Beat by Villatic https://soundcloud.com/villatic, remixed by Cozmo Jethro.
Numark Mixtrack Platinum FX used for scratching.
Roland VT-3 used to create vocoder vocals. 
Album art pic of Cozmo Jethro in his studio, June 15, 2025.

I wanna rap and scratch. 
I'm gonna do it like this.
I'm gonna do it like that.

Cozmo's goin to town.
Cozmo Jethro break it down.

Now I got a few things that I want to say.
I wanna scratch, ha ha
And I wanna play.

with the DJ equipment that my wife hooked me up with.
Thanks Crissy, here's a big fat kiss. (smooch).

Usually I try to be a wordsmith. 
But kiss my grits.
I'm gonna scratch like this.

Cozmo's goin to town.
Cozmo Jethro break it down.

(Cozmo Jethro scratches).

It was Christmas 2024.
Opened this present.
Was like yo what's that for?

I already had a crude DJ setup.
So I shelved it for a few months yea.

It was sittin under my desk.
I should do somethin with this.
So I hooked it up.
Was like, damn that's the shit!

Numark Mixtrack Platinum FX
I can do a lot more with thi thi thi thi thi this.

(Cozmo Jethro scratches).

Now I don't pretend to be a DJ.
Much more comfortable yea, as an emcee.
But it's fun to play with the equipment.
Make those sounds, and break it down.

Give props, to Grandmaster Flash.
And the originator, Grand Wizard Theodore.
I wanna scratch like DJ Real. https://soundcloud.com/the-dj-real
The best DJ I know on the wheels of steel.

Maybe someday, I can scratch like him.
Would take practice to scratch like that Australian.
But for now, I'll keep havin fun.
And improvin my tracks, yo one by one.

(Cozmo Jethro scratches).

The Present (beat. Villatic)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-mkBaLRX8Q
Montage et mixage CUBASE

Progressive03

Alaska springtime

the Wild Future

Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Nasty Tha Mc https://soundcloud.com/nasty_tha_mc and Cozmo Jethro.
Beat by DredStudio, remixed by Nasty Tha Mc and Cozmo Jethro.

Lyrics:

(Cozmo Jethro)
This story's about two breakin crews from back in the day. 
The Step Brothaz, ha ha, and Freestyle Rexing USA.
Yo Nasty, you wanna get up on some a this?

(Nasty Tha Mc)
Pause (pause)
I get up on the beat, but yo, you uh, yo yea, I don't swing that way. Ha ha ha ha.

(Cozmo Jethro)
Aw mayne, you know what i mean. Shit, let's just get up on that beat. Let's do it right now, ha ha.

For me, my breakin crew was on skates.
It was called rexing back in the day.
And my crew yea we were called
Freestyle Rexing USA.

We’d skate all over Washington State.
Down to Oregon, traveling the interstate.
Never went anywhere without our rollerskates.

Entered rexing battles and brought the heat.
We won most times, we were hard to beat.

We were all from Tacoma and Seattle.
Several times a week, yea, we would travel.
Get our jamskate on, get ready to battle.
The jamskating kings of 90s Seattle.

Rexing to the old hip hop and funk.
Busting them moves, crunk, like a slam dunk.
Yea man, those were the days, whew!
Takin a minute to shout out my old crew.

There was Wookie and Belle. 
Gunther and Bear.
T-Rex and Too Tall.
Tenderheart and me, yo!
My rexing name was Cozmo Jethro.

Yo Nasty, whut up man?

(Nasty Tha Mc)
Don’t stop yo. Yo, Bluntzilla, make make the ish go hard now.  It’s about that time you know. 

Don’t mind us now, we only wreckin shop. 
Don’t mind us now, we only rockin the spot.
Don’t mind us now, we only wreckin shop. 
Don’t mind us now, we only rockin the spot.

Don’t mind us now, we only wreckin shop. 
Don’t mind us now, we only rockin the spot.
Don’t mind us now, we only wreckin shop. 
Don’t mind us now, we only rockin the spot.

Put on that Big Daddy Kane, Some KRS-1
I need to bump aw yea, to something son.
Yi, that golden sap, some boom to the bap.
Bring it on back.

Classic, ish, what I like.
Uh, that be still, what, Illmatic.
You get what I’m sayin. Some static.
That wrecka, I’m just damage a.

Jwoo, oh yea, man you get back,
If you don’t, oh yea, step the hell back.
I got my backpack on, I’m ready to rock.
The mic in my hand, let me tell ya say what.

I pop and lock a little but I did not what
Really dance, o shit, I was that hey
MC of the crew, that always correct,
A little shop like that, you get me to wreck.

Yo Cozmo, call that DJ up. (DJ Real)
Put something on the cut, and keep it Real.
Do things with the steel, 
That be the mic in my hand, 2 turntables make a deal.

Don’t mind us now, we only wreckin shop. 
Don’t mind us now, we only rockin the spot.
Don’t mind us now, we only wreckin shop. 
Don’t mind us now, we only rockin the spot.

Don’t mind us now, we only wreckin shop. 
Don’t mind us now, we only rockin the spot.
Don’t mind us now, we only wreckin shop. 
Don’t mind us now, we only rockin the spot.

(Cozmo Jethro)
That’s Cozmo and Nasty,
Rockin the spot,
Wreckin shibbidy shop.
Yo yo and we never stop.

Wreckin Shop

Just a little pfunkey dancetrack, enjoy and have a good time

pista de baile (funky dancefloor)

remix en version DNB du titre Personnal Jesus du groupe Depeche Mode 

Depeche Mode  Personnal Jesus (Lyhe and Lawbass remix)

Another turn with Teles + Strats + Jaguar + rosewood dreadnaught 

Open House

****

I hear silence..
and in its captivity...
it seems - I know who's next..

you think..
this loss is mine,
that I couldn't help you..

you opened the doors anyway..

and.

I see...
how - pain already wears
your perfume..
walks dangerously nearby..

wrapped in velvet comfort..
but you can't be saved..

let.
my words sound
like dusty confessions..
in a jukebox
- which spins the truth in a circle..
seems boring..
its aromas come,
when -
you break..

yes.
this is my loss -
that I couldn't help you
and all the words became wind
on it
moral treatises burn brightly..

survivor there -
hears the whisper of ashes
like
loud - memory..
when urban fantasy - ends..

you don't know yet -
at top speed
can't get closer..
illusion-
closes the eyes of the truth..
and the pauses between phrases will become caustic -
when I -
name this pain -
you won't believe
that nothing can break a sentence..

you think..
this is my loss -
that I couldn't help you...

at a great distance
it takes hellish patience..
to see..
how softly freedom breaks
those who are not ready for it..

and then...
decide to change your past
like broken glass..

and you want to close this door..
and erase the love of the letter..

but now.

you think,
it's my loss -
that I couldn't help you.

and I see how pain already permeates your scent,
but you can't be saved....
can't be saved....

****

слышу тишину..
ии в её плену... 
кажется - знаю кто следущий..

думаешь..
это пройгрышь - мой
что не вышло тебе помочь ..

ты всё равно открыла двери..

и. 
я вижу...
как — боль уже носит 
твои духи..
ходит рядом опасно.. 
завёрнутая в комфорта бархат..
но тебя не спасти ..

пусть.
звучат мои слова 
как пыльные признания..
в музыкальном автомате
- который по кругу.. правду вращает ..
она скучной кажется ..
её ароматы приходят
когда -
разбиваешься..

да.
это пройгрышь мой —
что не вышло тебе помочь 
и все слова ветром стали
на нём 
ярко горят трактаты о морали ..

выживший там — 
слышит шёпот пепла
как 
громкое - воспоминание..
когда городское фэнтези - кончается..

ещё не знаешь -
на запредельной скорости
сближаться нельзя..
иллюзия-
закрывает правде глаза ..
и колкими станут паузы между фраз -
когда я -
назову эту боль - 
ты не поверишь 
что ничем не разорвать приговор ..

думаешь..
это пройгрышь мой —
что не вышло тебе помочь...

на длинной дистанции 
нужно терпение адское..
чтоб видеть ..
как мягко ломает свобода
тех кто не готов к ней..

потом ...
решишь изменить своё прошлое 
как битое стекло ..
острое..

захочешь закрыть ту дверь ..
и любовные письма стереть..

но теперь:

думаешь 
это пройгрышь мой —
что не вышло тебе помочь.

и я вижу как боль уже носит твои духи
но тебя не спасти....
не спасти....

Let.

I thought I'd have a go at remixing this track and hearing how it would sound in instrumental form.
Music: Graham Williams - Produced by Graham Williams & Heliopolis 5
Lead Guitars & Rhythm Guitars: Graham Williams
Brass, Bass, Drums & Keyboards: Heliopolis 5
Photography and artwork: Graham Williams

Check out more of Heliopolis 5's excellent work by visiting his page: @user-555484870.

Sooner Or Later (Instrumental Version)

Sooner or Later (Instrumental Version)

I enjoy composing, arranging and recording music on an ever-expanding array of guitars, especially Fender electrics and Martin acoustics.  My musical journey began more than half a century ago, and every day brings new opportunities for continued growth as a musician.  My current leading influences include Jim Campilongo, Scotty Anderson and Guthrie Trapp.  I love Beethoven, Keith Richards, Henry Mancini, Aretha Franklin and a thousand others whose music has brought me joy, whether for many decades or for a few minutes.  I strive to learn something from every piece of music that I hear, and to make music that others will enjoy hearing.

I'm an amateur DIYer in terms of recording, doing everything in my music space at home and learning as I go.  I enjoy experimenting with a variety of microphones and mic placements, recording into a Zoom R16 and using Audacity as my DAW.  I use an array of Fender tube amps, all blackface/silverface reissues, and a modest pedal board.  I record acoustic instruments either with condenser microphones directly on the instruments or else amped through a Fishman Loudbox Mini.

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