Related tracks: I'm Surprised (that you're not hiding)

Tonsatta dikter av min farfar Axel Alfredsson.
Handlar om hans tid i USA, dit han emigrerade 1912-1921
Låtarna på Svenska handlar i huvudsak om hans tid i Sverige och de övriga fem låtarna på engelska om hans tid i USA bl.a. med mötet med Joe Hill.
Detta är ett projekt tillsammans med mina söner, där Anton Alfredsson producerat och Axel Alfredsson spelar bas. Konvolut är designat av Moa Grundvik Ördell

01. Den Rödhårige

In this moment 
I can’t be broken
This world you love here
You loose all the fear 

Do you feel this taking over this beautiful feeling?

Cause our hearts could mend today
We won’t always feel this way
Cause our hearts could mend today
Cause our hearts could mend today

Words can’t tell you
This feeling runs through
And you can’t describe
No word of a lie

Do you feel this taking over this beautiful feeling?

Cause our hearts could mend today
We won’t always feel this way
Cause our hearts could mend today
Cause our hearts could mend today

Do you feel this taking over this beautiful feeling?

Cause our hearts could mend today
We won’t always feel this way
Cause our hearts could mend today
Cause our hearts could mend today

Cause our hearts could mend today
We won’t always feel this way
Cause our hearts could mend today
Cause our hearts could mend today

Hearts Will Mend

Instrumental Acoustic Rock. "Six minute banger from a six-string guitar".

Loco Carnaval

This collaboration came about when I was commenting on a track from @cosmic-ratzzz, saying how I was very inspired and influenced by his incredible music and style - both solo, and the over 100 (!) songs he & @Joerxworx have worked on together. Then suddenly, Ratzzz offered to send me a track he created - a complete backing arrangement (bass, drums, clav, synth, keys, some sax, effects, etc.) - and suggested I add something to it. I was apprehensive cause his stuff is top notch quality, but I took a stab at it, and this is what came out. My part is the 2 lead horns - sax & muted trumpet (both played on keyboard), and Ratzzz did everything else. 

The title comes from the fact that Ratzzz made it so easy to work with because of his incredible talent and a fully baked track to solo over. I tried to leave some space and work around what he was doing and I think it turned out quite nice for a first try.
The image is a bit of a mashup I did of both our SC avatars.

Thanks Ratzzz for your generosity and amazing music; hope you all like this!

All comments welcome, and don't be shy to be critical or suggest ideas to help me improve.   :)

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here's some pictures I took: www.flickr.com/photos/mark_boucher/
my best photos on 500px (safe site): 500px.com/p/mrmark?view=photos

Eazy Breezy (with Ratzzz & mistermark)

This song is dedicated to my homeland Ukraine - to all Ukrainian women who survived difficult trials in this war.

Вільна

The second album by BarrelHaus. 

Marc Challans: vocals, guitars, bass, drums, percussion, recording, mixing & mastering.

Ian Mitchell: vocals, guitars & bass.

Tracks 1,3,5,7 & 9 by Marc Challans.
Tracks 2, 4, 6 & 8 by Ian Mitchell.

Special thanks to Grace & Alice.

Down With His Ship

I Feel It Now

Plucking and combing through ideas, creating neverending daydreams -- is it artful, or just nonsense?
The imagination runs wild, for most of us; that of a young one runs even wilder.

A plethora of themes streak across this final tune from the first 9 songs of The Hungry Pyknic. Although many of the characters in the song are exclusive to the story (currently unfolding and being written as we speak) comprising Toxic Fever Dreams -- taking place in the mind of a young human being who doesn't quite understand the capabilities of their mental prowess or how to reign it in, whilst they are away from home -- the story concludes such themes pervading all of the songs. Until Toxic Fever Dreams, almost all of the songs' narratives remain inconclusive in their telling, but not their message. However, TFD succeeds in wrapping The Front Nine up in a blanket of surety, but only out of surfeit does this song vindicate disparate and urgent human qualities constantly in states of ebbing and flowing, degeneration and metamorphosis, ever-spinning and never really truly stopping for a moment's notice.
What should one notice? Just ask the Fishmen.


Lyrics:

Hey hey goldfish man
Where is the bright side?
Sonus is king and he's done
Done with his pride.
Drama has gone to sing for
Co-Captain John.
Rosalina DeMayo's song
Took far too long.

Paul says he is Love
This I just shove.
Together in itself
But my mind's on a shelf.
Ohh what a Tangled-up Iron Mountain
Tent I have been.
So much for Hamlet's scene.

Us dancing in The Brushes 
Better luck in the past.
A captain travels there in May
As the Fishmen say 'heyehey'.
I could come with me to the sea
Don't know why...
We all got just a little
A little bit high.

Speckles to sound,
But the Ominous Game can tell.
After the Fame nothing could 
Compare.
As I'm sitting here in
My White Plastic Chair,
I can hear the rain, hear the rain
Here the rain yell and swear.
Hear the rain yell and swear.

Ready to start again
Like Mister School.
Didn't know I Woke upon the
Right Side of the Bed.
Single in strength
Hey Sam, hello hello --
As Cyrus says:
"The Gunman is Here Right Now!"

Some things are better to come!
Some things I'm about to know!
I have her in my room:
Mary's in my room,
And Joe is in the rain.
Joe is in the rain
Joe is in the rain
Better watch whatcha say!

I don't see the Raven 
Anymore.
All I see is 
Castle Mountain Faces.
Hey man, hello hello
See the Spark, Shoot the Lark.
Joe and Mary, look at me
I'm the one you want to be!

This is My dream.
Welcome to My dream.
Oh Toxic Fever Dreams,
Set me Free!

Toxic Fever Dreams

Bonjour!!
Depuis le temps, j'avais besoin de me défouler un peu, du coup j'en profite pour expliquer à quel point je me sens plus proche des canidés que de mes congénères.

Ah, au fait! Neyko, c'est le nom de mon chien. Voici les paroles:

De nature plutôt placide                                     
Fidèle à la meute à laquelle j’appartiens
Le museau long la truffe humide
Confirment que je descends du chien 

C’est une prise de conscience à l’évidence une évidence
En ce jour nouveau je déclare par St Bernard du bout des crocs :
Je suis Neyko

	Lancez au plus loin la balle
	Je la rapporterai	
	La rage, l’emportement brutal
	Je saurai oublier

	Tombez / de l’au-delà d’un arbre, 
	De ce que vous voulez
	Je ne suis pas de vos semblables, 
	C’est un fait 

Je n’ai jamais mordu personne
Ce n’est pourtant pas l’envie qui m’ a manquée
Certains diront que je déconne 
Que je suis bon à enfermer

Dans un chenil de fous
Oh my dog

	Lancez au plus loin la balle
	Je la rapporterai	
	La rage, l’emportement brutal
	Je  saurai oublier

	Tombez / de l’au-delà d’un arbre, 
	De ce que vous voulez
	Je ne suis pas de vos semblables, 
	C’est un fait 

Allez va chercher

Je descends du chien

Je Descends Du Chien

These Days

This song is based on a mystic sounding riff that plays almost whole song (with only two breaks). Again, over 6 minutes track, containing 6 different rhythms, one already mentioned mystic riff, one bass riff, one extra melody (played twice in first half), and simple guitar chords (playing from about half to the end). 

Rhythms span from very slow, chilled, to middle tempo, normal techno, and then fast metal rhythm. The whole concept of transformation (on this transformational journey) is the progression of those rhythms from slower to faster, creating nice progression culminating into hard/heavy and experimental sound. Which is always my objective - crazy and new combinations of good things from the past. 

The picture is made in Canva (as always). I chose a train as a representative of journey and lots of happy colours and balloons to suggest that this ride will be heavy enjoyable. So enjoy, and leave a comment. See you next time.

Sounds I used:
first, second and last rhythm (all sounds)- hip hop drum machine (smart drums)
third, fourth and fifth rhythms(all sounds) - modern 808 (electronic)

- bass - 70s classic synth bass (bass) - edgy lead
- edgy melody - tubular synth bells (mallets) - piano
- smooth melody - 80s sync lead (leads) - bright lead
- guitar - hard rock (other) 
- wind/synth sound - cloud shimmer (pads) - more wind

Transformational journey

El Corazón de Andalucía

You Are The Moon

Music from game „Walled City Sunset“ made for GMTK Game Jam 2024 by Nozomu Games: https://nozomu57.itch.io/walled-city-sunset

Walled City Sunset (Main Theme)

LYRICS
They sprinkled stardust on their lies
They didn't think we'd see the truth behind their eyes
It's not a game
We know who's to blame
And I'm surprised
That you're not hiding

You give and take
But mostly take
Until there's nothing left worth having
It's not a game
We know who's to blame
And I'm surprised
That you're not hiding

You say there's hard times on the way
You don't know hard those times anyway
Just sell a yacht or two
It will see you through another day

Instrumental

It wasn't us that led all the headlines screamed
We had a walk on part no more no less than dreams
It's not a game
We know who's to blame
And I'm surprised
That you're not hiding

And if you're cold then melt your medals down
And praying really will not help you
It's not a game
We know who's to blame
And I'm surprised
That you're not hiding

I'm Surprised (that you're not hiding)

Lovesong légère subventionnée par Monsieur Meubles...
Love ballad subsidised by a famous French furniture shop...: I wish I were a chair...

Here I try a translation in english for those who want to know what this is about...
#lyrics

I wish I were a chair
To hold you in my arms
You’d be sitting at ease
At meal times
At tea time I would be
right in the living room
the perfect option
For your conversation

If we fancy a nap
we’ll change continents
Switch from Louis XVI
To a swinging hammock 
I will take you all in
On the braided fabric
I will gently rock you 
From your head to your toes

When bedtime comes
My velvet backrest
Would make you want
To talk about love
Your gaze resting
On my satin arms,
what a Privilege, intrewined
Until the morning comes


But you should beware
If you move too much
If you get restless
seeking for something new
maybe something better
Here is my hypothesis
You might one day fall down
Fall down from this chair

Small couch or Méridienne 
Or charming sofa
No matter the divan
As long as bliss is here
Both of us lying down
Under the soft duvet
Slowly falling asleep
Breathing in the thrill

Je voudrais être une chaise

Classical music and Thrash Metal mix so called Symphonic Metal.

The World is Yours

videochiamata

BRAND NEW official STA track called "As i lose my self again".
This is one will be featured on the upcoming sophomore album of Shock the Algorithm, that will be on Synthwave Rock style from now on!Hope u enjoy the new band profile and Merry Christmas my friends!

Youtube: https://youtu.be/1lXDbsvZ2OQ
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lyrics:
Hear my body scream, hear my soul is weak, i can't control anymore
i tried to set it free, i tried to tame this freak, but it's up to self control

and i will never learn and trust is hard to earn
as i lose my self again...

Bright lights calling me, neon life sets me free and i am right here to stay
The sun rise up again and i still understand the dues we have to pay
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(p) & (c) STA, 2024-25.

As I Lose My Self Again

On the 2nd of November 2019 my mother passed away. This song is for her!
Rest In Peace My Dear Mother!

Against Time

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos