Caged

This composition is inspired by the famous Grimm’s fairy tale of the same name. While Stratocasters, synthesizers, and electric bass may not seem the most obvious choice for such a piece, I truly enjoyed bringing it to life.
Big thanks to Karri Hunter for bringing the voice of the King to life at the end of the song.
108 bpm

Cinderella

Echosmith

its  given by slickc 2025

CSG Anthem/Marilyn(Prod.QUITAII and Billionstars)

This is a demo of a new track inspired by, well I'm sure you can guess. Happy listening.

Naughty in the Night

Endings

In Memory of Chuck Pfrang

Ron Snyder - Vocals; Lead Guitar; Riff Guitar; Slow Rhythm Guitar; Drum Arranger; Producer  
Joe Storino - Vocals; Fretless Bass Guitar
Joe DeBrizzio - Fast Rhythm Guitar (right side)

You Did It Right (Chuck) - Snyder/Storino/DeBrizzio

Alvi L - Lovely Dreams (Ambient Mix) Pre-Release

I'm not really sure what genre this track is... i feel like I'm currently doing musical theatre, but I don't remember ever signing up to do so!

Anyway, the words here come from my experience of meditating on Mars at dawn on his day, Tuesday: 

Too many tears,
Deluge and flood, 
The Earth is mired
In marsh and mud
That only fire of Mars can dry.

Too much hot air
From profiteers
Fans the camp fires 
Of strife and war,
That Mars arrives to provide. 

Our men are gone,
Our children sold,
Our lives destroyed,
Our cities dust,
In this they call the great game

And only the oligarchs gain. 


There was a time, before the Age of Iron,  
When Mars was not just the god of war.
But that was in a different aeon,
A time when the wise were aware
That when winter had done its work,
Only the cobalt gnomes of Mars 
Could awaken seeds from their sleep
In the frozen soils of Earth’s dark,
And fire them up to arise, their spring
Flowers like flames reaching for the Sun. 


But if we ask, Mars will be our guide, 
If we appeal to him, invite him in.
To fit our inner armour of steel,
To forge our iron shield and sword
And fill us with the fire of will,
So that we can defend our life’s road
Standing sovereign, proud and tall
No longer the weak victims of those 
That perpetuate forever wars. 
Or else it will be more of the same.

Our men will be gone,
Our children sold,
Our lives destroyed,
Our cities dust,
In this they call the great game.

Where only the oligarchs gain.
Where only the oligarchs gain.
Where only the oligarchs gain.

Lyrics copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, August 2025

Mars

This is a preview of a track that was inspired by a conversation I heard between a group discussing 'work' they had  done. I exaggerated it for impact.  Thanks for listening.

Caged

Rob Fletcher