The growth in your sound is undeniable—great to witness your journey!

That was 🔥 Rob. The guitar was killer!


Chronic Condition is a punkish indie rocker with an irresistible beat and hook. Its about how the human experience the progress and setbacks, trials and tribulations, advances and declines of individuals and societies is like a feedback loop through time. The names and settings change, but the story always turns out the same. Its a chronic condition, just the latest rendition. Featuring a guest appearance by Elvis. 

Its a chronic condition
Just the latest edition 
Coming to fruition

We stand up and we get knocked down
And we stand up then we fall back down
Put it in a glass and swirl it around
And everything is turned upside down

I’m not depressed
I’m just realistic
I must confess
I thought about it and I worked it all out
I think I know what I’m talking about
The thing that fucks with your mind the most is… life

Yeah its life that really fucks with your head yeah!

I’m not broken
Just slightly damaged
And in spite of it
I somehow manage
To get by in this messed up, broke down world
The more I see the less I believe
The more I hear the less I care
The less I care the better I feel
Yeah that’s on the real yo
Yeah that’s on the real yo 

Maybe I’m jaded
And slightly cynical
But the evidence is empirical
We’re riding round in circles on a broken machine
I thought about it and I worked it all out
I think I know what I’m talking about
The thing that fucks with your mind the most is…  life 

I’m just nodding my head
Pretending to listen 
To what you say
Its the same old story and I’ve heard it before
And every time its always a bore
You change the settings and you change the names
But it always turns out the same
Its a random ass world
Full of random ass boys and girls
Living our random ass lives
We stand up we get knocked down
We stand up then we fall back down
Put it in a glass and drink it down
Cuz the world is upside down

Its upside-down yeah!

Humanity is overrated
And the world we made is oversaturated
With our stupid fucked up useless shit
The more we have 
The more we want
We can’t get enough of it
The more we have 
The more we want
Yeah ain’t that some shit

Its a chronic condition
Just the latest rendition

Chronic Condition - Defiantbutterfly

[Verse 1]  
He was born in the shadows of a New York town  
Where the winters were long and the dreams were hand-me-down  
Played ball in the alleys, ran fast through the years  
With his brother beside him and no room for fear  

They caught a killer fleeing, just boys in their teens  
A story passed down like the stitching in jeans  
The kind of old tale that fades into lore  
But Grandpa Phil always was something more  

[Verse 2]  
When the war came calling, he answered the sound  
Crossed over to France with his boots on the ground  
He wrote in the cold and he fought through the rain  
Saw brothers fall, bore the weight and the pain  

[Chorus]  
Oh Grandpa Phil, you gave more than gold  
You gave us your mornings, your warmth in the cold  
With hands that once held wrenches and wheels  
You held us with love that a lifetime reveals  

[Verse 3]  
He fell for sweet Anna, with a heart open wide  
She played him a melody, he stayed by her side  
Two children they raised with a quiet refrain  
Geri’s piano, Ted’s clarinet fame 

He worked with his hands, steel and design  
Tool and die maker with patience and time  
Built more than machines — he built a good life  
With laughter and love, with children and wife  

[Chorus]  
Oh Grandpa Phil, you lived slow and kind  
With a collie named Major and a sharp, steady mind  
Made us breakfast and stories we still hold dear  
You were the heart of our childhood years  

[Verse 4]  
When Anna passed on, he packed up his bags  
Left his cold kitchen and the old linen rags  
To the sun and the sea, to his son's west coast place  
Where seven young grandkids would light up his face  

He tried cutting hair, made a bit of a mess  
So the boys ran away but he laughed nonetheless  
He’d fall now and then, and we’d lift him with care  
But he gave more than he took, with his soft, quiet stare  

[Chorus]  
Oh Grandpa Phil, you gave more than gold  
You gave us your mornings, your warmth in the cold  
With hands that once held wrenches and wheels  
You held us with love that a lifetime reveals  

[Bridge]  
And when Dad had to leave for a business affair  
You missed him, but never let grief fill the air  
You moved once again, to your daughter’s safe arms  
But the winters back east stole your strength and your charm  

[Final Verse]  
Now the house feels a little too still on some days  
But I still hear your voice in those old-fashioned ways  
In the sizzle of bacon, the bark of a friend  
And the way gentle stories come back at the end  

[Final Chorus]  
Oh Grandpa Phil, you're still walking these halls  
Through the echoes of laughter and the old photo walls  
You lived with such grace, with no need to thrill  
Forever remembered — sweet Grandpa Phil  

[Outro]  
Forever remembered… sweet Grandpa Phil

Grandpa Phil

Relationships may end and cause you sorrow, but that love of Jesus, will never end.

If You go Away on a Windy Day

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This song is a great guitar & drum composition, emotional melodic latin jazz. The guitar player, Adrian Aguiar is a young Cuban guitarist influenced by jazz, classical music, bossa nova, and Cuban and Latin music genres. Drummer, Fabio Abreu is 16 years old prominent from a large dynasty of cuban drummers.  The sounds of the guitar are exquisitely accomplished with the delicatessen of the drums.

Té Violeta

Adrian Aguiar,  Fabio Abreu - Té Violeta

LoNe WolF - "The Ranger [Shortened Version]"





Mixed & Mastered By: LoNe WolF








#scfirst #getmoreplays 

The Ranger

The Ranger [Shortened Version]

My song “Presence” played and sung live, with a few small effects added. A lot of static too, alas

Presence (“live” imperfect living room version)

I wanted to CREATE another ROCK element song that I've only DABBLED in a few times. THE vocal STYLING I did in the CHORUS reminded me when I use to sing in CHURCH, LOL! THE CHORUS is really CHURCHY if you catch IT! I kept SINGING the melody "MY MAN, YOUR MAN" and I was like what am I saying... LOL! I wanted this SONG to express SEXUAL FREEDOM with no boundaries and I'M in tears on what it became OVER TIME. WOW! I THANK you GOD for giving me this GIFT, it really gives me something TO LIVE FOR!!!!!! XO!

MY MAN, YOUR MAN | #THECRITICALLYRICAL

[Intro]
I turned off the noise, let the silence in
Stepped outside and let the real life begin

[Verse 1]
No more headlines shouting through my phone
No more scrolling while I sit alone
I found my smile in a puppy’s face
Chasing tails in the backyard space

[Chorus]
It’s the simple things that make me whole
Like a child’s laugh or a heart-felt goal
Not a screen or a stream, just love on display
Watching the world in a natural way
I feel alive, I feel so free
The simple things mean everything to me

[Verse 2]
We played old board games on the porch that night
Fireflies dancing in soft twilight
Kittens curled up on my open lap
Kids spinning stories, sharing snacks

[Chorus]
It’s the simple things that make me whole
Like a child’s laugh or a heart-felt goal
Not a screen or a stream, just love on display
Watching the world in a natural way
I feel alive, I feel so free
The simple things mean everything to me

[Bridge]
Now I see the blessings in the mess
The messy joy, the sweet unrest
The little hands, the muddy feet
They bring me joy no post could beat

[Chorus]
It’s the simple things that make me whole
Like a child’s laugh or a heart-felt goal
Not a screen or a stream, just love on display
Watching the world in a natural way
I feel alive, I feel so free
The simple things mean everything to me

[Outro]
So I’ll stay here where the real things grow
With wagging tails and hearts that glow
Turn off the noise, and just be me
In the moment, wild and free

The Simple Things

Hot Shot Bet

It’s conference season.

A stretch of weeks where overcaffeinated academics
drag their minds across time zones
to talk about things they’ve written—
and rewritten sixteen times—
but still haven’t quite said out loud.

They’re excited to present their latest findings.
Terrified of the questions they haven’t prepared for.
The ones that never come—but always might.

They’re scattered, underslept, overstimulated—
and somehow, inspired.

But through it all, one question keeps following them.
Quietly. Persistently.

Not always with malice.
Not always with meaning.
But always asked.

This is Test 6.

The question is:
“Where are you from?”

The answer is:
“It’s complicated.”

Song: Where Are You From?

In this big world, we're always on the move
Changing lands and cultures, chasing dreams to prove
From the East to the West, across the open seas
We build our homes, with roots in different trees

Where are you from? It's complicated!
Born in one place, moved to another
Lived in many lands, called them home
A global life, roots always roam

But then they ask again, "Where are you really from?"
Why are you here? How long will you stay? When will you be gone?
Questions laced with doubt, shadows on my skin
Judged by my accent, and the color of my kin

Where are you from? It's complicated!
Born in one place, moved to another
Lived in many lands, called them home
A global life, roots always roam

Our paths cross and merge, a canvas of light
Every color and culture, making it right
Our children will inherit a world we redefine
Where roots are boundless, crossing every line

Where are you from? It's complicated!
Born in one place, moved to another
Lived in many lands, called them home
A global life, roots always roam

¿De dónde eres? ¡Es complicado!
D'où viens-tu ? C'est compliqué !
Woher kommst du? Es ist kompliziert!
Di dove sei? È complicato!
Nerelisin? Bu karmasik!
Mistä olet kotoisin? Se on monimutkaista!
你从哪里来？这很复杂！
あなたはどこから来ましたか？それは複雑です！
من أين أنت؟ إنه معقد!
आप कहाँ से हैं? यह जटिल है!
מאיפה אתה? זה מסובך!
Unatoka wapi? Ni ngumu!

Where are you from? Does it really matter?
We live in many lands, call them home

Hot Shot Bet

Rob Fletcher

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