Name: Falling by The Soundpharmacy
Duration: 5 min 40 s
Description: Chilled backline with nice vox sqmples and live instrumentals done at my studio of a night recently

this is lush , no less than i excpect 😎

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Chilled backline with nice vox sqmples and live instrumentals done at my studio of a night recently

Falling

S-I'm Stoned

There is a room
Deep underground
Metallic walls
A buzzing sound

There is a man
Who sits inside it
There is no door
There is no exit
There is no hope
Where there's no spirit

He doesn't want to leave
He doesn't want to go
He doesn't want to crawl out
From inside that hole

A thousand years 
Have come and gone
Still hears the music 
But not the song
Remembers summer
Remembers rain
Won't ever see 
The sun again

He doesn't want to leave 
He doesn't want to go
He doesn't want to crawl out
From inside that hole

There is a light 
It leaves a trail
But over his eyes
There is a veil

Lyrics and music © 2025 There Is a Veil

Born Still

Ad Infinitum

Alp1


as a child of the 60s and 70s Friday nights meant watching the Brady Bunch and Partridge Family
Had lots in common with Jan as the song eludes to. ( though no black wig for me..so far...)
Of course Jan and her Marcia Marcia Marcia rant became a pop culture phrase in the 90s and a meme in the 2k years.. .. funny for sure...but she deserves more our Jan
I wanted to write her a tender song from my adolescent perspective.
Marcia had Davey Jones.. now Jan gets a little  homemade Hand on the Rock... 

Middle Sister Jan

I watched her on the screen
In the 1970s
My favorite Brady, middle sister Jan
For me, Marcia was too perfect
Cindy just a baby
So Jan, I gave my heart to her, in our fantasy TV land

Like her I was bespectacled
Fair haired and full of freckles
The insecure and awkward school yard show
I did not make the football team
Or hang with Greg and Peter
Like Jan, a little slow to say hello

Hey Jan
I think I understand
What it's like to feel unappreciated 
But girl it's time to change our attitude
We've got so much more to offer
Forget those Marcia, Marcia, Marcias 
Hey Jan
I got faith in you
You are just like me you see
I hope you feel it too

Friday nights on ABC
With that clean cut family 
Jan was the voice that I could comprehend 
Anxious about the future
Jealous in the present
Lying about George Glass, her made up new boyfriend 

We were both introspective 
Confused with the objective 
Reflecting on our reflection in that mirror on the wall
Plagued with indecision 
Disadvantaged pole positions
How we looked, how we talked
How far we’d fall

Hey Jan
I understand 
You being stuck in middle land
But there's lots of ways to find some gratitude 
You don't need that black wig wonder
Let's forget our social blunders
Hey Jan
I got faith in you
Sweet Jan I see on my TV
I am just like you

Jan Brady, see, she’s a lot like me
Maybe she's a bit like you








Middle Sister Jan

Great working with Scotty again, always knows what to bring in terms of lyrics and vocals.  

Scotty: Lyrics & vocals
UPR: Music
Gems: Background vocals

Lyrics:
Well, the wind is pickin' up,
and the sea is gettin' rough.
Midday has turned to dusk,
and we're feelin' Iike we're fucked.
Yet, still, we can't get enough
'cause somehow we get some love
for spillin' out our guts
about each time we've been fucked,
and each time that we have fucked,
and each time we've lost our trust,
and each time we've showed disgust
each time we treat time with fuss.
Each time, every time, we must
treat each time like we're in lust.
Otherwise, each time will pass and we'll
have lost each time. For what?

Absolutely nothing, baby.
Do you trust me? Yes or maybe?
Don't be shy, babe, come persuade me.
Spill it out, now, don't be angry.
I just want you. You're my baby.
Learned to trust you. You've regained me.
Fear to love you. Yes, it pains me.
Still, I'll fuck you. You'll repay me.

Somehow I still feel this is right.
And I can't put up no more fight.
If this consumes me, then so be it.
We'll be in movies, or some 'd' skit.

I'm just kiddin'.
I'm just joshin'.
Why fuss hauntin'
all my dreams when
you're just kiddin',
and just joshin'.
You're just hauntin'
my dreams because you can.

Why you gotta fuck with me?

I'm gonna take hold of you.
Throttle your neck until you're blue.
Don't think once that this dude
won't make you swallow what you've chewed.

Oracles (with One Man Verity Show)

"This song isn’t about performance... it’s about survival.
I live with autism, constant mental noise, and the pain of losing my ability to create with my hands. When the chaos inside becomes too much, the only peace I find is in music.
This track is how I process, how I breathe, how I stay.
If you’ve ever felt overwhelmed, unseen, or like you’re running from your own thoughts…
I made this for you too."
💙🎷💭 #NeurodivergentVoices #AutisticArtist #MusicAsMedicine

****Lyrics****

My brain’s not wired the way it should be,
It hums and flickers constantly.
Patterns flood me, sounds collide,
So I shape the storm I hold inside.
My dad saw the blueprints in my stare,
Let me build, let me breathe, let me repair.
Where others saw mess, I saw machines,
And he saw the music in my in-betweens.

I used to draw, to twist, to weld,
My hands could echo what my mind held.
And when the noise got too loud to bear,
I’d pick up my sax, and I was there.
No sheet music, just me and the sound,
Playing what I felt, not what I’d found.
I’d slip into songs like a second skin,
And the world would hush from deep within.

I don’t write songs to sing along,
I write when I’ve held it in too long.
It’s not for fame, or a radio track,
It’s to help my mind find its way back.
When I don’t write, I start to drown,
So I turn my overload into sound.

You see talent, I see weight,
Thoughts that crash and reverberate.
I hear harmony in the sound of fans,
Basslines in pipes, chords in hands.
Ideas claw at me when I try to sleep,
Rhythms that haunt instead of keep.
So I write not to create, but to release,
To bargain for just one hour of peace.

Some call me a genius, it makes me flinch,
There’s a thin line here, and it’s barely an inch.
Passed out at my desk more times than I know,
Because the noise won’t stop, and I can’t let go.
But your words hold me like steady hands,
You listen, you lift, and that still stands.
You don’t just like what I create,
You remind me I can still translate.

I don’t write songs to feel adored,
I write because I’m coming apart at the core.
It’s not performance, it’s not control,
It’s how I channel what’s stolen my soul.
So if you hear my work and feel seen,
Know I wrote it just to stay between.

There’s no off switch in my skull.
No quiet room. No empty hull.
But Music makes it breathable.
Makes it bearable.
Makes me visible.

I don’t write songs to entertain,
I write because they buffer the pain.
You think it’s talent, but it’s how I cope.
I turn the flood into fragile hope.
And if my music helped you sleep tonight…
Then maybe, I’ll sleep too.
Just for a while.
That’s enough.

I don’t sing.
I survive.
And this,
This is how I stay alive.

I Don’t Write Songs "I Survive”

Supporting a friend. They’re more important than family sometimes, but we never seem to remember to thank them….

Never Falter

Gentle piano against the backdrop of of an ebbing tide

Mass Of Time

Open Collab here: https://soundcloud.com/user-370942421-686440500/glycerine-2025-05-31-20-58

This is a my attempt at artist Well and his open collaboration offer, Glycerine. What a fabulous setup man. Thanks a million.

I actually wrote the lyrics listening to Llanspych's amazing version.
https://soundcloud.com/llanpsych/glycerine-mix-1?si=751eac8484154fefba99bd60a642c9e1&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing This version delivered the lyrics. Nice one bruv

I have only added a vocal line here and some effecting to merge the vocals into the full existing mix better. Note the lyrics initials spell... Glycerine For A Mind Cleaned Now

This is a fine example of teaching yourself things sniper style through music. Well gave us a song and a Word. Now it has scientific lyrics to go with it. Thanks Music and Thanks Internet and Thanks a centillion Well 🎶  (A Centillion is the largest known 'illion' number. It has 303 zeros

I have this strong hunch that we should be teaching children through music in schools instead of the questionably inspiring iPad approach we are currently evolving. Screens are in my opinion negative triggers with the consensus society has settled on in making them the portal to our (anti) social media realm. While that status quo lasts I believe they are negative time bombs to an even worse off generation that grows up locked to Tik Tok and YouTube shorts! Heroine information that teaches very little substance on subjects but gives you the illusion that you know a lot about them. Dumbing down humanity steroid style for corporations to profit more, widen the gaps between rich and poor and most of us, even the poorer of us love it. It's an actual wireless matrix and no one can win a debate with me yet to make me think otherwise. Yes we have plenty of Neo humans that use it sensably but collectively it's an absolute disaster and easy pickings for the billionaires to continue their marches to becoming trillionaires at the expense of more balance for humanity as a whole. Balance is contrary to their capitalistic greed and that's why socialism is sold by money as evil when it's actually our answer to balance whether you've been told the opposite or not. True socialism is nothing to do with Putin Dictatorships or Chinese oppressive version of it. It's about closing the gaps in society that allow billionaires in the first place. Once that's not a possible goal for an individual we can ALL eat what we need to be healthy and ourselves.

Imagine this. What are you studying in school today guys? How about we do some Well & The Beautiful Dark. This can be the future of education I know it and now I just need to hone these musical textbooks to give them the substance they need to fill the gaps. Association memory then should drill this information into brains better. We remember music easily because eof what it does to our brains. Why not take advantage of that in EVERYTHING

I'm not for a second suggesting you know Glycerine after studying this song but maybe it's showing a way forward for a different type of schooling especially for younger kids. Imagine even having the terminology contained in this song as a well remembered reference because of a song you connected with in school. In my imagination that could make much more technical knowledge easier to learn and I'd hazard a guess it would actually physically wire your brain better to in turn make a more detailed mind library of any subject when studying it more deeply in text books and more detailed visual presentations of whatever it is.

Morality can be covered more beautifully then ever too. Religion won't be able to highjack that from us anymore because we can actually sing songs about it in class without confusion attached.

Lyrics in pic! I just ran out of space waffling about reality but I do have space left to say

Peace and Love and Light to everybody on Planet Earth, even the dickheads, because they need the light more then any of us

Glycerine

I am a Musician/Producer  I do Soundtracks , Backlines, eclectic music, cinematic mash up

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