This track is based on The Nest theme and this one is called Steel & Bone, two warriors of the light... One is lost and the other is trying to find them... You get the idea enjoy!!!

The Nest - Steel & Bone

The Nest - Steel & Bone (Dolby Atmos)

Homemade record without edit. - ( WAV48/24 STEREO HIFI )

Composer : F. Sor (1778-1839) 
Interpreter : I. M. Regazzo

Si consiglia l'utilizzo di cuffie o una buona amplificazione.
Per un ascolto ottimale si raccomanda l'utilizzo del pc e una buona amplificazione stereo.
Per un migliore ascolto dal cellulare su Soundcloud si consiglia di scaricare l'app.

The use of headphones or good amplification is recommended.
For optimal listening, the use of a pc and a stereo amplification is recommended.
For better listening from your mobile phone on Soundcloud we recommend downloading the app.

Studio N°22 Op.35 F. Sor - I. M. Regazzo (2024)

I'VE NO MORE FUCKS TO GIVE
Music by Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq
Jazz Arrangement by Overdrive

This is my jazz version of the hilarious song by Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq. Of course, the influence of Richard Cheese and his outrageous lounge music versions of famous rock songs is undeniable.

Check out the amazing original version by Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq:
https://youtu.be/TXK03FHVsHk

Some of my favorite Richard Cheese parodies:

Rock The Casbah by The Clash:
https://youtu.be/fPRaQ43T_oQ

Closer, by NIN:
https://youtu.be/TmvlB1H1ejI

Only Happy When It Rains, by Garbage:
https://youtu.be/9dI-gKsT2DA

Hope you like this new jazz version of I've No More Fucks To Give.

LYRICS
I'VE NO MORE FUCKS TO GIVE

I've tried, tried, tried, and I've tried even more
I've cried, cried, cried, and I can't recall what for
I've pressed, I've pushed, I've yelled, I've begged in hopes of some success
But the inevitable fact is that it never will impress

I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have runneth dry
I've tried to go fuck shopping but there's no fucks left to buy
I've no more fucks to give, though more fucks I've tried to get
I'm over my fuck budget and I'm now in fucking debt

I strived, strived, strived, to get everything done
I played by all the rules, but I very rarely won
I've smiled, I've charmed, I've wooed and laughed, alas to no avail
I've run 'round like a moron to unequivocally fail

I've no more fucks to give, my fuck fuse has just blown
I've been hunting for my fucks all day
But they've upped and fucked off home
I've no more fucks to give, my fuck rations are depleted
I've rallied my fuck army, but it's been fucking defeated

The effort has just not been worth the time or the expense
I've exhausted all my energy for minimal recompense
The distinct lack of acknowledgement has now begun to gall
And I've come to realise that I don't give a fuck at all

I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have flown away
My fucks are now so fucked off they refuse to fucking stay
I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have gone insane
They've come back round and passed me while they're fucking off again

I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have all dissolved
I've planned many projects, but my fucks won't be involved
I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have all been spent
They've fucked off from the building and I don't know where they went

I've no more fucks to give
I've no more fucks to give
I've no more fucks, I've no more fucks, I've no more fucks to give

I've No More Fucks To Give

Rattlesnake sun and a sky turned red,
Boots cut the dust where the wild wolves tread.
Wind like a blade cuts down to the bone,
Out here a man’s got to stand alone.

Rain never falls and the ground starts to crack,
Hunger and thirst ride hard on my back.
The heat bears down, but the nights turn cold,
Living or dying—it’s rough and it’s bold.

No mercy, no shelter, no saving grace,
Just fire and grit in this lonesome place.
No mercy, no angels to light my way,
Only the devil and debts I can’t pay.

Shadowed by vultures and whispers of fate,
Crosses of wood mark a gambler’s mistake.
The river runs dry, but the trail rolls on,
Sworn to the saddle until I’m gone.

No mercy, no shelter, no saving grace,
Just fire and grit in this lonesome place.
No mercy, no angels to light my way,
Only the devil and debts I can’t pay.

Storms rip the plains, but I face the flood,
Living on prayers and dried-out blood.
Ain’t no forgiving the scars I bear,
But the stars still burn and the night don’t care.

No mercy, no shelter, no saving grace,
Just fire and grit in this lonesome place.
No mercy, no angels to light my way,
Only the devil and debts I can’t pay.

No mercy—
But I ride anyway.

No Mercy

A calming lofi instrumental that wraps you in cozy, laid-back vibes, "Cappuccino Clouds" feels like savoring a warm cup of coffee while rain softly patters against the window. With ambient textures, soothing melodies, and a gentle downtempo beat, this track creates the perfect atmosphere for unwinding, reflecting, or simply embracing the quiet moments of the day. Ideal for rainy afternoons, study sessions, or relaxed evenings at home.

Cappuccino Clouds

You Don't Wanna Go Home

Lyrics

With every step I take
I feel your warmth beside
In shadows and in light,
You guide me through the night
You lift me high,
With love that never fades.

You lift me high,
With love that never fades.
In the silence, hear your call,
A whisper strong, we’ll never fall.
Through the storms and through the pain,
Together we rise, we rise again.
You lift me higher,
With dreams that never fade.

With every step I take
I feel your warmth beside
In shadows and in light,
You guide me through the night
You lift me high,
With love that never fades.

In the silence, hear your call,
A whisper strong, we’ll never fall.
Through the storms and through the pain,
Together we rise, we rise again.
You lift me higher,
With dreams that never fade.

You lift me high,
With love that never fades.
In the silence, hear your call,
A whisper strong, we’ll never fall.
Through the storms and through the pain,
Together we rise, we rise again.
You lift me higher,
With dreams that never fade.

Production notes

AI was used for this project

Guided by Light

Dawn Over the Meadow.mp3

Allentown (feat. Khristine L)

(basely loosed on Waltz Op. 64 No. 3 in A-flat by Frederic Chopin)

it slips away
my darling
one dip in the hot sun
then gone back where we come from

it slips away
my darling
one lick and we're done for
don't think it will stop for you

your rage won't throw off the night
though if you're doing it right
you'll wish you could go for one more
round on the carousel

sit still and go around
can't get off the carousel
sit still and go around

it slips away
my darling
one dip in the hot sun
then gone back where we come from

it slips away
my starling
one blink and we're done for
don't think it will stop for you

rage won't turn off the night
though if you've done alright
you'll wish you could go for one more
round on the carousel

Support Gom

Carousel (with Chopin)

Anesthesia

Welcome! I’m a Lyricist, Composer, and Producer based in Stockholm, Sweden, passionate about creating music that resonates deeply with listeners.

My work spans a variety of styles and genres, from heartfelt pop ballads and high-energy rock anthems to soulful country tunes and cinematic instrumental pieces. Every song is crafted to tell a story, blending poetic lyrics, rich melodies, and captivating arrangements that evoke emotion and spark the imagination.

My tracks bring life to stories of love, loss, resilience, and the beauty of the human experience. Whether it’s an ethereal ballad or a gritty country tale, each piece reflects my dedication to creating music that connects on a personal level. Utilizing a combination of my own lyrics and stylings with AI technology and manual editing to bring my vision to life. On some of my songs I also work with talented vocalists to bring the final piece of the puzzle.

New songs are released regularly, so follow along to join the journey and discover your next favorite track. Thank you for listening, and I hope my music becomes a part of your story.

No Mercy

Stefan Christiansson

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