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Drunk Texting (Instrumental)

🎵 Title: In the Hall of the Mountain King (Hip-Hop Hybrid Adaptation)

🎼 Original Composer: Edvard Grieg — Public Domain
🎼 Adaptation: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 02:29
🎛 Genre: Classical / Hip-Hop / Hybrid / Cinematic
🎧 Mood: Epic • Dark • Tense • Aggressive • Rising • Magical

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📝 Description

What happens when you take one of the most iconic pieces of classical music and strip away the politeness?

Grieg’s original masterpiece is legendary for its ability to build tension. With this adaptation, the goal was to push that tension to its absolute limit—respecting the original score while injecting it with the raw, visceral energy of modern hip-hop and cinematic sound design.

This track bridges two worlds. The iconic orchestral melodies and the dramatic weight of a mixed choir are now driven forward by heavy 808s and punchy, aggressive drums. It is a sonic experiment in accelerating madness—moving from a stealthy creep to a massive, chaotic wall of sound.

It is familiar, yet completely new. Turn it up and feel the pressure rise.

🎼 Musical Details

Key: h-moll
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: flexible / accelerating

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In the Hall of the Mountain King

In the Hall of the Mountain King (Hip-Hop Hybrid Adaptation)

This is the prelude to my album 'kids', out Jan 30

Horses galloping in the cool morning air. Dedicated to Isabelle.

Running Horses

مش مستغنيه

Many Moods/Night Nurse

"Last Christmas With You" is a song about longing, hope, and waiting for someone to return—inspired by countless stories of people separated from their loved ones by war. Set in a melancholic East Prussian folk music aesthetic, the track blends traditional instruments like accordion, violin, and guitar with a deeply emotional narrative.
A soldier’s voice, hoping to reunite in the snow, is accompanied by a tender female voice and a violin carrying the melody like a memory through the cold. "Last Christmas With You" is a listening experience that asks the universal question: "How many Christmases do we spend far from those we love?"

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"Last Christmas With You" ist ein Lied über Sehnsucht, Hoffnung und das Warten auf Rückkehr – inspiriert von den unzähligen Geschichten von Menschen, die im Krieg von ihren Lieben getrennt wurden. Eingebettet in eine melancholische, ostpreußische Volksmusik-Ästhetik, verbindet der Song traditionelle Instrumente wie Akkordeon, Violine und Gitarre mit einer tief emotionalen Erzählung.
Die Stimme eines Soldaten, der im Schnee auf ein Wiedersehen hofft, wird begleitet von einer zarten Frauenstimme und einer Geige, die die Melodie wie eine Erinnerung durch die Kälte trägt. "Last Christmas With You" ist ein Hörerlebnis, das die universelle Frage stellt: "Wie viele Weihnachten verbringen wir fern von denen, die wir lieben?"

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lyrics:

[Verse]
All this snow
Falling like we never know
Time to run
Go
And save the soul
Hope to see you soon
We keep the silence
It's better for the kids
No sirens
So afraid for you
Please don't die
Love
I wish it wasn't true
I hope that I can hold you

[Chorus]
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you

[Verse]
This red sky
Coming over me at night
Can't run 'cause it ain't my life
I'm supposed to wait for you
I'ma sit here
Stay inside
And hold on to my Christ
I can't take it no more
No
I pray that I can hold you

[Chorus]
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you

[Verse]
She said
"I just wanted to write you and say I'm alive
Where are you
Babe?
And I really miss you
I hope that this war can be done before Christmas
Please be safe and get back to the kids
I need to hold you
I'm losing it
And I'm holding on to the thought of being with you"

[Chorus]
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you

[Verse]
So I write back
"My dear
I'm alive
I'm here
And I miss you
Love
And I'm holding on to the thought of being with you"

[Chorus]
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you
Next Christmas
Next Christmas
Next Christmas with you


Last Christmas With You

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Lyrics:
There's a mug on the windowsill, same place as always
Steam's not rising anymore, but I can't throw it away
Your reading glasses catching dust on page twenty-three
The story paused in February, waiting patiently

The house hums different now, like it forgot the melody
Every room's a photograph of what we used to be
I bought your brand of orange juice, force of memory
Stood there with two glasses wondering who I'm trying to see

And I know, I know, I know
The world keeps spinning forward
But mine's stuck in that moment
In the silence

Your coffee's getting cold on the kitchen table
I can't bring myself to pour it down the drain
The light falls through the windows just a little wrong now
And I'm living in a house that looks exactly the same
How the phone sits quiet every Sunday evening
How your voice lives only in my replays
Yeah, everything's exactly where you left it
But your coffee's getting cold, and nothing feels the same

Your note written on the table, "call him just because"
The many things on your grocery list I'm trying to think of
You would hum while doing dishes, something shapeless and perfect
Now that silence fills the kitchen like it's permanent

I wore your jacket to the store, breathing in the proof
That some part of this is real and some part stayed with you
And the strangest weight is learning how to walk right through the days
They seem identical but I can never find the exit of the maze

'Cause I know, I know, I know
That life's supposed to carry forward
But I'm stuck between before and after
And the mug with your coffee's gettin' colder

Your coffee's getting cold on the kitchen table
I can't bring myself to pour it down the drain
The light falls through the windows just a little wrong now
And I'm living in a house that looks exactly the same
How the phone sits quiet every Sunday evening
How your voice lives only in my replays
Yeah, everything's exactly where you left it
But your coffee's getting cold, and nothing feels the same

They say time softens everything but they don't mention
How the empty space becomes its own dimension
How I set the table out of muscle memory
How I bought those tickets for a show we'll never see
How I almost called to tell you 'bout the promotion
How I turned around to share something you'd have noticed
And the cruelest part is knowing there's no more
No more random Tuesdays, no more stories left in store
All the words I saved for later have nowhere to go

Coffee's getting cold, and I'm still sitting here
In a house that looks the same but breathes a different atmosphere
How you'd stack your books and leave your keys beside the door
How the missing isn't loud, it's just the quiet wanting more
How the calendar keeps filling but you're never in the frame
How I'm talking to the air and calling out your name
Yeah, I'm living in a world that's moving on without you anyway
And your coffee's getting cold

(Your coffee's getting cold)
(Your coffee's getting cold)
No I won't pour it out
But I won't pour it out
No I won't pour it out

Coffee's Getting Cold

Singer/Songwriter/Producer from Dallas, Texas making various types of electronic pop music for over 20 years.

I just want to make music that is easy to listen to and makes you feel good.

My music uses my own voice and my album art sometimes uses my own likeness. All rights reserved.

Coffee's Getting Cold

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