Best wishes to everybody still rocking on this planet. R'n'R will never die. Do it your own way

A Little Touch of French Rock

Alternarock

FO its autom again

Beautiful Acoustics (playlist)

Re-Extended 38

The Gift, the Curse and the Grace
Ce qui nous est donné, ce que l'on veut nous enlever et ce que l'on parvient à en sauver .
«… I’ll never forget Indians
Indians came to the rescue
Indians gave me the magic brew
They taught me
Love is around us ! …»
Avec dans le rôle de la sorcière Catherine Ringer

AUTOBIOGRAPHY

"Just get your seat belt undone
Too high to fall you dream on
Above the storm you'll be drawn
Learning to fly on your own ...
But never alone, never alone
I wish I could be with you babe
But I'm down here
Tied up in guitar strings
Waiting for an angel to teach me how to fly "

TIED UP IN GUITAR STRINGS

A guitar fresco, featuring the incomparable Catherine Ringer of Les Rita Mitsouko on vocals.

Live fast, die young...
Suzy was wild and beautiful — fearless, untamed.
She must be dancing somewhere in the angels’ hideout,
on the shards of Eden,
to the sound of electric guitars...

It was through her grace that I was signed by Dave Stewart of Eurythmics,
in the very heart of the eighties.

Suzy — if you ever moved in rock circles, you met her once,
and you probably dreamed of falling under her spell.
“She’s a devil in the sky!”

But in this piece, Suzy is above all an allegory of Rock’n’Roll —
that saving music of my teenage years,
the one I first discovered at twelve,
during the legendary “school trip to England” of the seventies —
right in the glitter-rock explosion: Bowie, Bolan, Slade, Gary Glitter...

And yes, I’m still in love with her —
even more now that Catherine, the Fairy of Lilas, has come to embody her,
with that rough, magical voice...

SUZY (Guitars Version)

To escape the snipers,
an angel found shelter inside the hollow body of a Gibson 335.
He’s got plenty to say —
enough of all this waste!

REVOLUTION. EVOLUTION.
Some winners just have to lose...

335 Angel

Sur une mer déchainée, un frêle esquif
Passeur de pères, passeur de mères
Passeur d'enfants ...
Enfants sous la ligne de l'horizon !...
Avec Catherine Ringer pour maintenir le cap de cette tumultueuse
 et souvent mortelle traversée...

PASSEUR

“La Femme aux Bijoux” is one of those songs born from memory, longing, and the strange way time never really erases anything.
It’s a story of reunion — unexpected, fragile, almost unreal — with feelings that return like old flames refusing to die out.
Between French poetry and small Spanish sparks, the song moves through gratitude, regret, desire, and the quiet hope that life might still offer a second beginning.
It’s not just a love song… it’s a conversation with forty years of silence.

Thank you for listening — and for keeping these stories alive. 💛✨
La Femme aux Bijoux.

COUPLET 1

Comment, te revoilà ?
Je n'en revenais pas.
¡ Pero es mi enamorada !
Mon cœur joue des castagnettes,
ou parfois de la trompette.
Es la Castilla ahora.

REFRAIN

Comment lui dire déjà ?
Que je voulais qu'elle soit là.
Un nouvel espoir.
J'ai peur de la froisser,
si peur de l'éloigner.
Désillusoir.

COUPLET 2

Je ne pense plus qu'à toi,
Le matin j'ai la gueule de bois,
mais pas de boire.
Depuis quarante ans de cela,
Je n'attendais que çà,
mais tout est noir.

REFRAIN

COUPLET 3

Je voudrais t'écrire,
comme il y a tant d'années,
à la lumière du soir.
Pour te remercier
de m'avoir tant donné.
C'était tout un art.

REFRAIN

COUPLET 4

Parfois j'ai l'idée folle
de vouloir t'embrasser,
de courir vers toi.
Tout s'est rallumé,
tout s'est enflammé,
comme autrefois.

REFRAIN

COUPLET 5

Mais je me contenterai
de ton amitié
que j'espère ostentatoire.
De nouveaux souvenirs
que l'on pourrait créer.
Et peut-être un nouveau départ.

REFRAIN

FIN

La Femme Aux Bijoux

Vaticano

Trips

Laughter Is Cruel

Plywood

No Stone

Need You

All Platforms

Forget the Word

Getting older is a privilege.  It's tough getting old but it beats the alternative.  I wrote this song about using the time I have left on this earth to becoming my best for me, myself and I.  All the pain and hurt has brought me to where I am today, and I will move forward and just be the best version of myself I can be.  I enjoy nature and spending time with my loved ones and my dog.  Simple things are life's greatest treasures.

Life's Lessons

Becoming My Best

Demo - Becoming My Best

Classic Smooth Jazz

1 - Girl From Ipanema - Charlie Byrd
2 - Our Dance - Peter White
3 - When I Have You - The Modest Jazz Trio
4 - Go Away Little Boy - Shirley Horn
5 - Chinatown - Terence Blanchard ft Jerry Goldsmith
6 - Take My Breath Away - Flora Martinez
7 - Deep In A Dream - Jim Hall
8 - You're Not Coming - Ian Lynn
9 - Moonstreams - Grover Washington Jr
10 - In Your Own Sweetway - Wes Montgomery 
11 - Save Your Love For Me - Nancy Wilson & Cannonball Adderley
12 - The Closer I Get To You - Robbie Danzie
13 - Moody's Mood - George Benson
14 - Lover To Lover - Maxi

Davabs Jazz 7 (Mellow)

Mind on the vision, heart in the fight, Faith in my walk, I’m reaching new heights. Every sunrise, I’m redefining my prime, Success takes time — that’s hustle and grind 

Music Visualizer - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-87tk41lIo

Hustle & Grind

A soulful retro-pop ballad carried by warm female vocals, gentle guitar, and a touch of spoken thoughts at the end. It’s not about sadness, it’s about accepting the past and moving forward.

Echoes of You

An intense and atmospheric instrumental dive where silence weighs as heavily as sound. Each layer breathes tension and reflection — a journey into the beautiful discomfort of emptiness.
"The Stifling Nothing" is NASP's 5th single of 2025
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The Stifling Nothing

Maybe I’m the Fire is about embracing every wild, imperfect, and beautiful part of who you are — the spark, the storm, the madness, and the magic. It’s that moment you stop apologizing for being “too much” and start realizing that your fire is exactly what lights up the world around you. It’s confidence born from chaos, passion forged through pain, and power that can’t be dimmed.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
I dance through chaos wearing boots and glitter
Laughing while the world calls me a quitter
Yeah, I broke a few hearts just to see if they’d heal
But I never faked a thing I didn’t feel

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I’m wild like a warning light
But maybe you like that spark at night

[Chorus]
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control
Burning through the rules you wrote in stone
You call it crazy — I call it soul
I’m not the storm, I’m the thunder’s goal
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control

[Verse 2]
I’ve danced on thin ice, cracked it just for fun
Sang confessions to the morning sun
You say I drive too fast, don’t look both ways
But baby, I’m still here — must be grace or haze

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I’m wild like a warning light
But maybe you like that spark at night

[Chorus]
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control
Burning through the rules you wrote in stone
You call it crazy — I call it soul
I’m not the storm, I’m the thunder’s goal
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control

[Verse 3]
You found me barefoot in the pouring rain
Laughing at the lightning, screaming my name
You said I scare you — maybe that’s true
But you can’t look away when I’m burning through

[Bridge]
You wanted safe — I brought the flame
You said I’m trouble — I’ll take the blame
You wanted calm — I made it roar
Now you’re knocking on my fireproof door

[Chorus]
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control
Burning through the rules you wrote in stone
You call it crazy — I call it soul
I’m not the storm, I’m the thunder’s goal
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control

[Chorus – Final Lift]
Maybe I’m the fire, maybe I’m the cure
Maybe I’m the reason you’re not sure
You call it chaos — I call it more
‘Cause baby, you keep coming back for more

[Outro]
So turn out the light, don’t try to save me
If I’m insane, at least it’s blazing
You may be right — but I’m still shining
Maybe I’m the fire you keep finding



Maybe I’m the Fire

Ron Snyder sent Austin Grey some music (which happened to be for the verses) for him to come up with some lyrics and a melody. Austin came up with the lyrics, melody, bridges and repackaged it into this demo recording. He has a lot of soul in his voice.
Link to Austin Grey's channel - https://soundcloud.com/austin-grey-49137473

Rust & Ashes - DEMO - (Austin Grey / Ron Snyder)

The City

This is not your typical holiday single. Through A Christmas Odyssey Part Two is a progressive rock journey that reimagines Christmas as more than nostalgia—it’s about rediscovering enchantment in the face of love, loss, and the passage of time. With soaring guitar solos, shifting time signatures, and atmospheric synth layers, the track blends the grandeur of prog rock with the warmth of holiday storytelling. This track explores how the magic of the season evolves as we grow older.

A Christmas Odyssey Part Two

Galaxies of Tragedy
Oh where is my sanity?
Poems read for vanity
This can’t be all that’s left of me!

It’s emptiness that fills the void
But when it’s full I get annoyed
I know it’s bull but I enjoy
Staring into nothingness.

Empty echoes in my head
Put me in a place of dread
And I realize that all the books I’ve read
Haven’t taught me nothing.

I’m back at beginning and beginning 
To budge got a grudge and not one nut
But I’m a nut that’ll gut any putz in the palodeum explode on him and load the kid with holes and shit…

Im here now
And I hear sounds
And I’m near proud
Of my mouth
And what comes out

Galaxies of Tragedy
Oh where is my sanity?
Poems read for vanity
This can’t be all that’s left of me!

It’s emptiness that fills the void
But when it’s full I get annoyed
I know it’s bull but I enjoy
Staring into nothingness.

I’m present
And resent
Both the past 
And the future
Feel super
Deal hoopla 
Real shooter
Meal looter
Tree climber
Line doer 
Fine, neuter 
Me I’m zany 
And crazy
And maybe
The day B
Too short
For these
Contortions
Of thought 
Your style
Is store bought
My swag is all wrought 
brought with thought

Im here now
And I hear sounds
And I’m near proud
Of my mouth
And what comes out

Galaxies of Tragedy
Oh where is my sanity?
Poems read for vanity
This can’t be all that’s left of me!

It’s emptiness that fills the void
But when it’s full I get annoyed
I know it’s bull but I enjoy
Staring into nothingness.

Galaxies Of Tragedy Ft. Gina Da Lesbian

The snow is comin' down

A cry of anger
against the pills that silence pain without healing it —

but above all,
a song for those we love
who leave too soon...

A music to help them rise,
to turn our tears into diamonds.

Godspell…

CUT AWAY SKIES

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335 Angel

Roberto Basarte