“Back from the Blur” is a haunting fusion of dark pop and theatrical storytelling, channeling the raw emotion of post-trauma survival. With brooding vocals, cinematic piano, and modern synth textures, this track captures the ache of going through life’s motions after everything has changed. It’s a powerful, soul-searching anthem for anyone who’s ever felt like they came back from something—only to wonder if they were ever truly whole again.

Back from the Blur

Shadows and moonlight .mp3

In the Arms of Ashes Pt. 2

Back to Reality

A storm of notes from the hillside's crest 
Bagpipes wail in their Sunday best 
Fiddles scream like a sparrow in flight 
Drums like thunder shaking the night 

Whisky and wind Oh they dance in my veins Heartbeats pounding like the highland rains 
Sing it loud Sing it wild Let the music begin 
Life feels alive with whisky and wind 

Boots on the floorboards Clapping in time 
Echoes of stories in every rhyme 
Fields of heather Skies so wide 
Bagpipes calling They won't be denied

Whisky and wind .mp3

WASTELAND by Nova J

[VERSE 1]
I’m not quite here, I’m not quite there
I can’t stop scrolling in my underwear
I’m not talking, you’re not talking, just an empty stare
Searching for another body somewhere close to here

[PRE-CHORUS]
If I’m being honest, I knew there was no connection
But I was high, supplies ran dry, and I don’t need perfection

[CHORUS]
Is that a quake? Or do I have the shakes?
I keep taking, you keep taking, how much more can we take?
I am empty in my space, too afraid to see my face

[HOOK]
In this Wasteland, I am
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh

[VERSE 2]
The sun has risen, the sheets are red
Your body like a dead fish, lifeless on the bed
My arms resemble spider webs, this pounding in my head
I really need to sleep, but I prefer to tweak instead

[PRE-CHORUS]
But now I’ve got a problem, the fact is you’re still near
I tell a lie and say goodbye and get you out of here

[BRIDGE]
I hope that you don’t hate me, I hope you’ll understand
It’s not my row, I blame the snow, I’m not that kind of man

[CHORUS]
Is that a quake? Or do I have the shakes?
I keep taking, you keep taking, how much more can we take?
I am empty in my space, too afraid to see my face

[HOOK]
In this Wasteland, I am
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh 

[VOCAL BREAK]
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah

[VERSE 3]
Oh, I swear things will be better this way
There’s a needle hiding somewhere in this burning pile of hay
I did not find it last week or last night and not today
But I know if I keep hunting, I will find true love someday

[VERSE 4]
I refuse to settle, I refuse to compromise
I refuse to tell the truth, and now I’m lost in all the lies
My leather tongue no longer tastes my mother’s rhubarb pie
I’m hiding from the sun, and drinking blood like a vampire

[FINAL CHORUS]
Is that a quake? Or do I have the shakes?
I keep taking, you keep taking, how much more can we take?
I am empty in my space, too afraid to see my face

[OUTRO]
In this Wasteland, I am
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh

WASTELAND

Here's a flashback from my past that's still in the present moment!
 
Somehow, I just Know you'll love this one! :-D

This was the first thing to come out of my opening improvisational set at 'The Light House Pub' on Saturna Island as I let my fingers do the talkin' on December 16th 2015. 😎 

 I was playing my Kawai ES7 Digital Stage Piano, and everything just flowed!

So... my friends and Listeners, here's a taste of what can emerge 'outta the Blue' when my Muse just wants to come out n play!  😉


© Gary Courtland-Miles 2015 - 2025
℗  Gary Courtland-Miles 2015 - 2025

Azjio *

Variation no.3 (Magician In Private)

Instrumentation
-Middle Eastern lowest pitch drum played on keys & Chinese low drum mirrors that midi result)
-Ovation acoustic rhythm x 2
-Nylon Guitar Picked lead
-Piano on keys x 1
-Percussion Latin in Logic
-Several Vocals
-5 String Bass
-Lost Reverse Alchemy pad played on keys and mirrored with few flutes low on the mix

Let the Children Get Old

The loudest of silence enables this evil
Extremists flourish with muted upheaval
Sorry little girls
Sorry little boys
Right wing demons
Big sam's funds deploy

Too, in the name of a king
UK is complicit
We have a proxy war to thin implicit
This will never end with leaders missing in action
They talking the talk
Then tow Likud line faction

Let the children get old
Let the children get old
Let the children get old

To Isreali humans
You must stop them
They will murder all your neighbours
So your bloodline can pop in
You must protest this evil creed
This cannot be your founding seed
Let it continue and Hamas will grow
It may get renamed but guaranteed you'll know
Future Octobers a whole lot worse
Unless this Bibi bubble is burst

Let the children get old
Let the children get old
Let the children get old

The whole world just said two States
And the right move in and say annex this place
The extreme of Jew creates anti semitism
So to regain friendships you must lose their shism
The longer you wait
The harder to change
To Tel Aviv now to remove Likuds reigns
It's genocide people
Getting worse
Just death
At the hands of a criminal
Your votes took a bet

You lost
Now get that scumbag controlled
Before he starts a world war
And stops more children getting old
You lost
Now get that scumbag controlled
Before he starts a world war
And stops more children getting old

Let the children get old
Let the children get old
Let the children get old

Let the Children Get Old

BaBaBlackSheep

An instrumental jam with all sorts of sounds and textures, guitar, bass, chopped drums, synths, odd samples, etc.  Tried to make it sound hopeful.
Matt Brett on bass and additional guitar

not the last sunset (instrumental)

Xak Stahl: Alchemist of Sound, Architect of Emotion

Xak Stahl is a genre-blurring music artist, sonic storyteller, and relentless experimenter. Every track he creates is a new world—a kaleidoscope of indie folk, alt-pop, electronica, and global flavors—infused with raw emotion and boundless curiosity. Xak’s music isn’t just heard; it’s felt.

From Shadow to Spotlight

For Xak, music is metamorphosis. His journey began in the shadows, transmuting heartbreak and struggle into songs that glow with hope. Early anthems like “Neon Dreams” and “Rising Through the Darkness” invite listeners to find their own light. His newest project, Major Arcana, channels the mysteries of the Tarot—each song an archetype, each lyric a step along the path from the Fool’s first leap to the wisdom of The World.

More Than Music: A Multisensory Universe

But Xak isn’t confined to sound. As a visual artist and writer, he crafts immersive stories that spill across genres and languages—sometimes haunting, sometimes playful, always honest. Whether he’s conjuring lush soundscapes, weaving bilingual lyrics, or creating striking visuals, Xak’s art dares you to feel deeper and dream wilder.

An Invitation to Transformation

Join Xak Stahl on a sonic odyssey that blurs borders—between genres, between artforms, between you and the music. Each release is an invitation to explore, to heal, to become. For Xak, every song is a spell, every album a universe. The only question is: are you ready to step inside?

Back from the Blur

XAK STAHL