Wow! What a great song. Your singing is awesome. What a voice! 👏💫

The interpretation is incredible😀👏🔥!!!!!

I write and record my own songs in my home bedroom studio. I play the guitars and bass, do all the singing, and have world class drummers from EZDrummer3 on all these songs. The song lyrics are from my head and heart.

Rob Olsson - Rob on the Edge

Ladies and gentlemen, gather 'round the sonic hearth, for we're about to embark on a musical expedition that will tantalize your auditory senses and transport you to a realm where sound becomes a time machine. This is more than just a track; it's a sonic journey through the ages, a gastronomic feast for the ears.

Our melody is a guitar-based masterpiece, a siren's call that beckons you into the unknown. Picture not one, but two guitars, their parts doubling and intertwining like old lovers meeting after a long separation. It's a dance of strings that paints intricate patterns across your mind.

But here's where it gets truly mesmerizing – angular harmonic ideas that twist and turn like a serpent through the musical landscape. The harmonies defy convention, leading you down a labyrinthine path of sonic exploration. Your ears won't believe what they're hearing.

And then, the deep bass arrives, a rumbling undercurrent that resonates within your very core. It's the heartbeat of this composition, a primal force that anchors you to the ancient soil of the Sierra Norte here in Mexico.

Ah, but we're not done yet. The piano steps in, its keys a portal to nostalgia. It weaves a melancholic tale that tugs at your heartstrings, like the echoes of a long-lost memory.

Now, let's talk about the feel of the ancients. This isn't just music; it's a spiritual journey. It's as if the ghosts of the Sierra Norte have found a way to communicate through sound. Close your eyes, and you can almost see them, the indigenous people who once roamed these lands, leaving their indelible mark on the very air we breathe.

As the notes swirl and dance, you'll find yourself ensnared in elusions of psychedelic experiences, like a shamanic ritual conducted by ancient gods, their names long forgotten but their presence still lingering in the hidden corners of our minds.

But don't be fooled, for there's a hint of the creepy, a shadowy figure that lurks just out of sight. It's the yin to the composition's yang, a reminder that even in the most awe-inspiring moments, there is a touch of darkness.

This composition is a testament to the Sierra Norte, a place where every tree tells a story, and every rock whispers the secrets of time. It's inspired by the walks in these woods, the people who call this place home, and the ancient souls who once walked this hallowed ground.

So, my friends, prepare to be transported to a world where music becomes a portal to history, where the past and present collide in a symphony of emotions. It's a feast for the ears, a journey for the soul, and an experience you won't soon forget. Bon appétit, or should I say, buen provecho! 🎸🌲🎶 

#SonicExpedition #SierraNorteSoundscapes #MusicalFeast #AncientWhispers

Ancient Harmonic Sueño

TIME ROBS US ALL- KIMBO -AL (BLUES GUITAR) - SOPHIE B vocals

Endless fun working with @TexMex-Shaman on these "Texas Tea" songs and wow this is possibly one of my favorites of the 14(!) songs we've done to date. Check out the full playlist here: https://soundcloud.com/texmex-shaman/sets/texas-tea-sea

We're considering doing a wider release of our favorite tracks on Spotify etc. soon, maybe BandCamp as well. Stay tuned and I hope you enjoy this epic high-energy genre fusion!

The Texas Tea Industrial Bluegrass Experience

You get on the internet and you initiate a chat
You  might think you're talking to a dog but its actually a cat
You strike up a conversation with someone who seems real nice
But when you're surfing on the internet you're rolling the dice

You just who you're dealing with on the internet 
You try to be skeptical but it's easy to forget

It used to be if you wanted to con somebody you had to get out of your chair, but now you can do it from the comfort of home while you sit in your underwear

A window pops up on your screen, there's a prize , it says you've been selected, so you click on the link and your computer gets infected
You get a fake email from your bank asking you to update your account
And when you log in the next day your balance shows a zero amount

You just who you're dealing with on the internet 
You try to be skeptical but it's easy to forget

It used to be if you wanted to con somebody you had to get out of your chair, but now you can do it from the comfort of home while you sit in your underwear

People giving all sorts of questionable  advice about how you can eliminate bedbugs, acne and lice.
If you're bald as a cueball, don't worry, they can regrow your hair
but when it comes to the internet it's buyer beware.

The internet can be a crazy place, for all you know you could be chatting with an alien from outer space.
There could be an alien ship on the dark side of the moon
Trying to steal your credit card so they can get an amazon prime order soon

You just who you're dealing with on the internet
You try to be skeptical but it's easy to forget

You just who you're dealing with on the internet 
You try to be skeptical but it's easy to forget

You Just Don't Know

       This song I wrote back in 2000 and it's another one of the first songs Charle and I recorded together. Written during my bachelor mid-life crisis phase when I was in between marriages. Needless to say I was feeling alone and blue during that time but even worse than that, I was bluer than blue!? So that made me Blue Blue! I rocked out on this one a bit in the solos and Charlie sang it very well, I double-tracked his voice, and I think Charlie played some harmonica on this one too! I had my old recorder so please forgive the quality. The video is brand new, I put it together last month and played around with colors and strobes, so be careful if strobing effects bother you. The video will drop on March 1st.

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/C8SF28zQGTk

 I like my lyrics here, they are very simple but to the point and I think it sounds ok. It's actually a very fast uplifting song with a kind of anxious lyrics behind it, so whenever you're blue just remember that I used to be Blue Blue! ✌🏼✌🏼✌🏼  

“BLUE, BLUE"

MAYBE I’M PARANOID OR A LITTLE BIT OFF TRACK,   
CAN’T HELP BUT WONDER EVERY TIME YOU LEAVE,   
IF YOU’RE EVER COMING BACK,

I KNOW IT’S FOOLISH AND IT MAY SEEM IMMATURE,   
BUT THIS FEELIN’ OF EMPTINESS,  
FILLS ME EACH TIME THAT YOU WALK OUT THE DOOR,
         
I’M BLUE, BLUE,          
AS THE SKY IS, 
BLUE, BLUE,             
AS THE OCEAN,         
BLUE, BLUE,         
WHAT I’M FEELIN’ EVERY SECOND I’M WITHOUT YOU,
      
I KNOW I’M CRAZY WITH A THOUGHTLESS JEALOUS HEART,             
AND I TEND TO OVERREACT,   
WHEN YOU DON’T CALL AND TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE,   

MAYBE I’M INSECURE AND IT HURTS ME WHEN YOU’RE GONE,     
BUT ALL I DO KNOW FOR SURE,               
IS THAT WITHOUT YOU THERE’S NO NEED IN GOING ON, 
   
I’M BLUE, BLUE,         
AS THE SKY IS, 
BLUE, BLUE,         
AS THE OCEAN,        
BLUE, BLUE,         
WHAT I’M FEELIN’ EVERY SECOND I’M WITHOUT YOU,
I'M BLUE.
                                          
BY JIM VALDES © 2000

"BLUE, BLUE" (Video - https://youtu.be/C8SF28zQGTk)

Cast of Characters:
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition 
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender HSS Telecaster electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass with a plectrum 
 
This song began as one of Joe's, lyrically centered songs, which he wrote and filled in with VST instruments. He came up with the lyrics by sharing ideas with fellow SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani.
   Knowing that Josh is a fan of his work, Joe offered this song to him in hopes that he'd share it with the rest of the band. Of course, Josh jumped at the opportunity to work on his song, and immediately shared it with the rest of the group. 
  Ken went to work first, adding his driving, excting drums. Josh was having a hard time coming up with a good bass line for it, until Ken suggested that he use the power of the 1/8 note to propel it. Tez was up next with his clever fills you hear throughout the first half of the song. Stephen came along right after and matched Tez's energy for the guitar fills in the second half of the song. 
  It was still missing a solo in the designated spot, though, so Mark stepped up with his innovative piano solo you hear in the middle. If it sounds a little mechanical, that's because he's using an arpeggiator to achieve the effect. We thought it sounded good in a song about AI, though. 
  Once all the parts were dialed in, and Joe had gotten all his vocals tuned up, we asked one of our resident pros, Stephen, to mix it for us. He did that and mastered it, too, expertly, as always.
  This is the first song we've ever done with Joe, and don't expect it to be the last. We all really enjoyed putting together, in no small part because Joe is such a competent, receptive, and gracious collaborator. We all hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it. 
Original lyrics by Joe Stroffolino (and Michele Ansani):
When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string 
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune 
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers 
But I continued to play
And the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will think your songs are great even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure
And a catchy vibe and beat
It was overly verbose but when I played it people tapped their feet
In my forties I stopped wasting my time
Work was more fun I was doing just fine

AI Sucks - The Eclectic Collective with Joe Stroffolino

the whisper

Ježibaba

Weather beaten face
Claim your space and talking to yourself
Not a word making any sense
Where you ever came from, that's unknown
And I guess that's where you're going

Filthy dirty clothes
Summer sweat permeate every pore
All the friends you think you know
Only exist in your head
And I guess that's where you've gone 

Obscenities well up inside
I would not ever vocalize
Why? Why do you waste your life?

Call me cold
I have this coldness deep inside my heart
Free to live your life any way you want

Obscenities well up inside
I would never vocalize
Why? Why do you waste your life?

Friends that exist in your head and I
Guess that's where you've gone





Coffee Bar Lady

Early Morning Mist (2024) Anthology CD4 Track 09

https://soundcloud.com/user-995867230?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing  Single Use: Guitar
Rob Olsson: Bass
Rob Lyrics/Vocs

Somewhere in my brain
Where light rarely flickers on
Bumping 'round in the dark

Truth is not one dimensional
I hold on to more than one truth

Shadows still fill 
The deepest corners of my mind
Try to wave them away like flies

Truth is not one dimensional
I hold on to more than one truth

Peeling away the layers of lies
I convince myself I'm right

Living in this three dimensional world
Do my best
Get on the right side of the truth

Peeling away the layers of lies
I convince myself I'm right

Somewhere in my brain
Where light rarely flickers on
Bumping 'round in the dark

Right Side Of The Truth /with Single Use And Recycled

Single Use And Recycled: song writer, guitars
https://on.soundcloud.com/Q10mjSPzCOfMD5YN1Q

Rob: bass, lyrics/vocals

First time for everything
First hug, first kiss
When was the last time
Thought about any of this
All good things fall into place

Long ago you said you loved me
That was not untrue
I love me too, can’t blame you

I’m uneducated, unbathed
I’m a wreck
Check it out, whatcha gonna do?

First time for everything
First hug, first kiss
When was the last time
Thought about any of this
All good things fall into place

I’m no prince, that being said
Thanks a lot for hanging in 
I’ve got doubts, check it out

My lackadaisical attitude
C’est la vie
You’re still here, believe in me

Always hear so much talk about
The one soul mate
A lotta talk, check it out

First time for everything
First hug, first kiss
When was the last time
Thought about any of this
All good things fall into place

Good Things Fall

Leaning on a bannister
The light reflecting in your eye
Blood drains from my brain
My knees are weak, I sway

Your eyes betray the smile
Turn your face away
Look at me out the corner of your eye
My lips return the smile

Step away from the porch
Under full moon, on the bottom stair
Lean into my shoulder
Arms around me I am

Your eyes convey the smile
Turn your face away
Look at me out the corner of one eye
My lips return the smile

Can’t deny this feeling that
I’ve been here before, but may never be again

Stroll along the sidewalk
Kicking stones, breathing silently
Could this night last forever?
Knees are weak, I pray

Your eyes betray the smile
Turn your face away
Look at me out the corner of your eye
My lips return the smile

Can’t deny this feeling that
I’ve been here before, but may never be again 


Blood Drains From My Brain

One hit in my gut
Above the belt, war is fought
Next shot, cut my eye
Vision blinded

Time invested, hope elevated
All my eggs in one basket 
Lost it all in the blink of an eye 

Stopped outright, trail gone cold
Master plan been revised
No F.E.A.R.
Forget everything and run

Time invested, hope elevated
All my eggs in one basket 
Lost it all in the blink of an eye 

Can I be blamed
Feel sorry for myself
All my troubles
Blame them on myself 

Rude awakening, whole room spin
Crawl across the floor
Skull imploding 
Gonna be sick

Time invested, hope elevated
All my eggs in one basket 
Lost it all in the blink of an eye 

Can I be blamed
Feel sorry for myself
All my troubles
Blame them on myself


Hope Elevated

Single Use & Recycled: songwriter, guitars
https://on.soundcloud.com/c3vPKqnUSooFz2rE1Q
Rob: lyrics/vocals, bass, solo guitar

Along the way, out of curiosity
Ask me anything, I know it all

Know it all, that’s what they call me
Means I really don’t know a thing
Open my mouth
Prove it time and again

I can count to ten, three different languages 
No and yes and thank you 
That’s my specialty

Know it all, that’s what they call me
Means I really don’t know a thing
Open my mouth
Prove it time and again

Almost to the point, almost able to
Make a point, most of it pointless

Keen eye for the obvious, spot it every time
Did you catch the way made it look so easy

Know it all, that’s what they call me
Means I really don’t know a thing
Open my mouth
Prove it time and again

Smirk on my face
Cranium can’t hold it all
Sit in wonder
Such the wealth of knowledge

Listen close to what I’m saying
Say I mean it I believe it

Almost to the point, almost able to
Make a point, most of it pointless

I got super confidence, sure of myself
Stand alone atop the highest mountain 

Smirk on my face
Cranium can’t hold it all
Sit in wonder
Such the wealth of knowledge

Listen close to what I’m saying
Say I mean it I believe it

Almost to the point, almost able to
Make a point, most of it pointless

Smirk on my face
Cranium can’t hold it all
Sit in wonder
Such the wealth of knowledge

Smirk On My Face

The Return Of The Crazy Man, Maybe  (0805)

Hi! I'm Rob!! I write and record my songs, and present them to the world here. I am the singer, guitarist and bass player, EZDrummer3 keeps the beat!
I have a collaboration with Single Use & Recycled:
https://on.soundcloud.com/XmiY1G8qKTuGQiAeZQ 
and another with my brother Joseph Olsson:
https://on.soundcloud.com/y261JZd5ZFZbOKmn40 
(Starts October 17)
Check 'em out!

Hey there! 🤟 A band of 4 guys and 1 woman blending electronic, metal, pop, punk, rock & synthwave into a sound of our own. We're a bunch of very shy aliens!🛸 Our earthly names are Tom ("Lucifer" - lead vocals and occasional keyboards/guitar), Mary ("Vampira" or just "V" - guitarist and backing vocals), Mauro ("Maux" - keyboards, piano, synths and winds), Davide ("Dave", "Quiet D" or just "D" - bass and synth bass), and Valerio ("Brad", drums and percussions). 

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