They tried to quiet me, dim my spark
Told me I was fragile, broke me apart
But I stitched my soul with light and steel
Now watch me rise, watch me take the wheel

Every time they push me down
I find my ground, I hear the sound
Of a heart that won’t back down
I am louder, I am proud

I got that pulse, beating like thunder
Power in my veins, no ropes pull me under
Feel my rhythm, hear my name
I was born to break the frame
I got that pulse, I’m electric
Can’t erase me, I’m kinetic
No more fear, no more shame
I run wild, I run untamed

I wear my battle scars like a crown
Turned my pain into my anthem now
I move like a wave, I shine like the moon
A force you can’t stop, I’m coming through

No silence, no shadows
No cages, no battles
I rise like the echoes
Of all the queens before

I got that pulse, beating like thunder
Power in my veins, no ropes pull me under
Feel my rhythm, hear my name
I was born to break the frame

I got that pulse, can you feel it?
I got that pulse, can you hear it?
I am light, I am free
This world will remember me

PULSE

You can watch the video clip "Reflection" on my channel YouTube.
All for the sake of experiment. Attempts to master neural engines through practical experience and turn them into works of art.

🎶 From Cassette Tapes to Creating My Own Sound 🎶

When I was a kid, music was more than background noise, it was my escape, my teacher, and my first real love. I’d sit with two cassette players, playing the Beatles on one and singing into the other, trying my best to match artists like Paul McCartney or Barbara Streisand’s range (sometimes successfully, sometimes not so much) 🤣. Homework could wait, lyrics in my wide rule notebooks couldn’t.

Life took me through winding roads, retail, hospitality, consulting, caregiving, but music never stopped calling. 45 years later, after many personal losses, and loosing one of my sons last year, I turned back to songwriting as therapy. Inspiration is all around me. Every song I create starts with raw lyrics, usually scribbled in one shot as I choreograph in my mind, then evolves into a fully produced track through hours of refining vocal coding,  instrumentation, and feel. I blend personal stories with AI driven music tools, letting technology and emotion work together to capture what I hear and see in my head and heart.

Now, I’m finally sharing it. Not perfect, not polished to death, just real. This is me, finally putting the music out there for you to hear.
Peace & Love ❤️ 


Verifiable identity links must be included if you’re reaching out. I will not respond otherwise. rick@r3zondo.com

PULSE

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