Check out Oziumpoet:
https://soundcloud.com/oziumpoet

https://youtu.be/Z4Ir4e7Ci-Y?si=ZLRNvUubPVLJcHO_

The Shining One's - Oziumpoet & Robert Grigg

The Year I Started Exploring (2025 Maxter)

“Oh Girlie Come” is a romantic fusion of afrobeats, merengue, and reggaeton. The lyrics, composed by Ghanaian singer and composer Rashid Malik a.k.a Leeks, describe the love of a boy for a girl through a phone call conversation that turns into a private concert, describing how wonderful their relationship has been and the many reasons they should stay together. 

With rhythm, melodies and a late night vibe, Dominican producer blended the lyrics and vocals with his authentic sound to bring into life an idea that started in his bedroom in the city of Boston, MA and travel to Ghana, Africa and back to America in order to amaze the world with a mix of cultures that are so distant but yet so closed and connected in many ways.

Enjoy “Oh Girlie Come” on your favorite music platform and feel the love and vibes of this amazingly composed song.

Oh Girlie Come - Giga Beat (feat. Leeks)

Take Charge

Buntline’s Overcompensated Six-Shooter Rag submission for Weekly Note Composing Jam #25 hosted by emscottish for Itch.IO July 2025

the text prompt for the jam was simply "Old Saloon"

And so a honky tonk piano seemed logical along with banjo approximately.

Buntline’s Overcompensated Six-Shooter Rag submission for WNCJ25 for Itch.IO

The Fool is having an existential crisis.... 😳

10. The Wheel of Fortune

I miss you

oso x gr3edful lol #ososwervin #gr3edful #soundcloud #newmusic #recommended #new #underground #trending

fukupthecrowd (feat. gr3edful)

STAY

There is a little poem by Charlotte Brontë, ‘The House Was Still’:

The house was still – the room was still
‘Twas eventide in June
A caged canary to the sun
Then setting – trilled a tune

A free bird on that lilac bush
Outside the lattice heard
He listened long – there came a hush
He dropped an answering word –

The prisoner to the free replied

But sadly, what he replied we will never know. The poem breaks off there. At least when written in 1915. 
"We will never know" ... until now. I took these sentences and shamelessly asked AI to continue the story. Here is the result as Folk & Singer-songwriter tune.

Take Charge

Paul Straun