Shock the Algorithm

May 19th marks the day of my childhood best friends passing. Losing him at such a young age was a tragedy. We shared so many wild adventures and new experiences, he was like a brother. After I moved to LA, flying home for Christmas was the only time I got to see him. You never know when it’s the last time your going to see someone so enjoy every moment with those you love. Rest well my friend you are still by my side! This track features the amazing violin work of the incredibly talented Joylin and my JCB brother Dean playing bass and making everything sound like magic in a speaker. Can’t thank them enough!

Jeff's Song

Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Gary Reeves:  Drums
Hans-Michael Albers:  All other instruments, Arrangement & Production
(From the forthcoming album ‘From London To Hamburg’)

Photograph and post production by Dan Duchars.
Hans’ video: https://youtu.be/Lm8WoxCegRE?si=XFq1zX8Gkz3oLDmH

When you’re brainstorming ideas for album covers, you never really think they might involve placing yourselves in the middle of a road as traffic bears down on you.  However, that is precisely what we did.
Now I’m not one to tell tales but it was all Gal’s fault.  He thought our front cover  should feature an image of the entire band, which was quite compelling aside from the fact that we lived in London, Hans in Hamburg and have in reality never met.  But Gal had a mate called Dan (who lives in Norfolk, hence the title), a professional photographer whose comprehensive knowledge of Photoshop could bring the three of us together.
We’d always loved the pre-fame, Astrid Kirchherr portraits of The Beatles, taken during their club-playing, Hamburg days and two of these became our template - in focus subject occupying the foreground, covert and blurred figure (in our case, 2  figures) in the distance.
And so it was that, armed with a pin-sharp shot of Hans, we met with Dan to photograph the background scene which, as outlined previously, was in the middle of a busy side road.  Camera in hand, Dan teetered on a plastic crate as Gal and me  dodged back and forth to avoid a plethora of oncoming vehicles - everything from lorries to mobility scooters - who were, on the whole, very accommodating in the circumstances. Some even smiled and waved - at least I think that’s what they were doing…
We owe Dan so much, not only for his consummate skills and kindness but also for laying his life on the line in the name of art.  This song is for him.  (Terry Reeves)

I met a man called Dan holding a magical light
Viewing future moments, giving individual sight
Shadows from Hamburg, combination of skills
Show London reflection of a figure standing still

Chorus:
A flash of light, picture to follow
In black & white, diverse as tomorrow

Stand high in right places, enchanted vision of art
Friend of ageing musicians, sorcery skills from the heart
A Wizard conjuring cover, Kirchherr’s copy of claim
Painting light into a picture, producing Album in frame

Chorus

Viewing from height - sparks of vision
Seeing it tight - artist precision
Know left from right - avoid collision
Negative in sight - develop position

Chorus

Confidence in commitment, enjoying musical tracks
Working four to an image, platinum vinyl plaque 
Black and white cover photo, a clue why, when and who
Monochrome life connections, enjoy vision past to new

Chorus

A feeling it’s time to give a show
A feeling making history grow
A feeling, a feeling only one way to go
A feeling thinking fast going slow
A feeling Duchars photos will glow
A feeling CC one day will all know

FROM NORFOLK TO LONDON  - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Video)

Paranoid (Not Anymore)

Music, Rhythm Guitar, Bass, Drums: Manuel https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions
Music, Lyrics, Vocal, Synths, Organ, Drums, Mixing, Mastering: Jan Schonander

When Manuel sent me a guitar track over a year ago I fairly quickly decided to write an epilogue for Major Tom. Little did I know that I would end up taking a longish break from writing music. With infinite patience Manuel waited for me until now and to my even greater surprise this retro lyric has become almost current with the two NASA astronauts in space waiting for their return trip to Earth.



SEND ME A ROCKET
(MAJOR TOM THE EPILOGUE)

I can’t hear you 
Still I can see you
A cloudy ball in space
Nothing to keep it in place
This is my beautiful view
Nothing can make things right
I’m stuck here 
A deep longing
Hard to accept this 
This can’t be
This can’t be
My final fate

It’s been so long
It feels like you forgot me
Nobody cares about the shirts I wear 
Did you move onto something new
Cause I’m still looking at you
I’m still waiting for you

Send me some hope
Send me a rocket
Show me that you care
Send me some hope
Show me that you love me

You forgot so soon
It hurts all the time
You forgot I was a shining star
You wouldn't write enough about me
Oh, oh, I’m so sad

Send me some hope
Send me a rocket
Show me that you care
Send me some hope
Lighten your pocket
Show me that you love me
Send me some hope
Some hope

I can’t let go
I dream all the time
I wanna feel the sun and wind
I wanna go home

Stuck in my tin can
With no way out, out
Shiny and bright
Can you hear me shout, shout
I’m stuck here 
A deep longing
Hard to accept this 
Oh no, oh no
I want to go
Want to go
Want to go 
Want to go home
Go home
This can’t be
This can’t be

Send Me A Rocket

Send Me A Rocket | Major Tom The Epilogue

juste un tour

Comme vous

Comme Vous  - STYC x MAZ

New “Stolen Goods” punk rock song, recorded by Murray Yates and Echoman Records

Final Hour

A song about over-consumption at the mall Music & Lyrics By Massimo Primiero Sung By Luca Giordano

Sale Sale Sale in slumber of Bazar 
With lacquers the glitter and flavors of Lillà
Everything is ready here on sale if you want it
Spend Buy Rent in an environment of rich ones
where glitter light and flowers are empty as holes.
Everything is ready here on sale if you want it
Sale Sale Sale in slumber of Bazar 
With lacquers the glitter and flavors of Lillà
Everything is ready here on sale if you want it

Discounts in large and shiny packages if you want with attractive proposals
Tired false smiles of revelers emptied of pride and desire to dream
Sly deviants handlers of strong deceptions dirty profits on the backs of revelers
Exploited Humiliated with toilet considerations in non-stop work for the delight of the lackeys.

Savings earnings
Savings earnings

Goods in relaxing frames hidden thefts of arduous jobs
Deaths hidden by the conveniences of futile needs of an impertinent environment
People as numbers and numbers as stamps calculations and balances of death and frustration
Shoplifting players wielding strong military deceptions hidden behind low prices.

Savings earnings
Savings earnings

Junk strong with exceptional discounts cashiers carts receipts to count
take grab bargain grab savings earn in points.
Junk strong with exceptional discounts cashiers carts receipts to count
take grab bargain grab savings earn in points.

Sales based on fake promotions mirrors of fake games given away
Everything sells Everything cashes in.

We are waiting for you with open arms ;-)
Original links : 
https://www.jamendo.com/album/99712/il-corriere-smarrito

Il Corriere Smarrito

Furbanza

“The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.” - Carl Sagan

Shining Star

Well hey now
have you ever just had enough
And hey now
Has it ever become too much

Dig deep, deep down inside
Feel the spark that keeps you alive

Be the one you are
See what you are

A shining star
That’s what you are
A shining star

In every beat of the heart
Is a testament to the part
Of the role we all play
Signed in D-N-A
Coursing through our veins
As foretold
It unfolds

So now, right now
Feel the wonder all around you
And now, right now
Know the mystery that surrounds you

Dig deep, deep down inside
Feel the spark that keeps you alive

Be the one you are
See what you are

A shining star
That’s what you are
Yea
Shining star
That’s what you are
Whoa oh
Whoa oh
Ahh

ShiningStar

Silhouette

This is a song about treading new paths, and the footwear required :-)

"New Ways" written by KL
Recorder (Blockflöte) by SL (my 8 year old daughter)
Guitar by MJW (a good friend of mine)
Vocals, Bass guitar, Drums and Synthesizer by KL

Feel free to turn up the volume :-)

Chorus:
Can´t find...can´t find new ways…
can´t find new ways in worn-out shoes…
Can´t break...can´t break new ground…
can´t break new ground in worn-out shoes...

New Ways

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

Brand NEW track "Thought I Was Dreaming", taken from the "Ultraviolet Cosmos" upcoming full length STA album (2025). Enjoy y'all #share, #like, #follow and comment of course. :D

Youtube: https://youtu.be/5TOaRZxQbGs?si=tAH31Rz_1uPP6dEn

lyrics:
I've been dreaming for so long
and never woke up back to reality
i never thought it could take so long
to learn such a solid morality

Thought i was screaming, nightmares dreaming
and it's time not to hide away
It's time for breathing, 
forget about those golden years so fly away

And then i opened my eyes and realize
that neon lights blinded my side
and it's time to get up my feet again
and regain what's mine and never let it again.

(p) & (c) STA, 2025.

Thought I Was Dreaming

New song written by David Cooper and Ron Todd.

Performed and produced by David Cooper.

If you get the chance, please have a listen to the album Tapestry of Life by David Cooper and Ron Todd - Much appreciated.

www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLA…HfA4F9dAWS9jzbG78

open.spotify.com/album/4PCR1ATYOxjTa14UyJtAYu

Lyrics by Ron Todd:

"Summers Of Love"

Was a time back then there was me and you 
We needed no one there was just us two 
We'd drive along in my black Trans am 
We were young we didn't give a damn 

Your hair it blew in the summer winds  
We were lovers, soul mates, best of friends 
I'd tell you our love would never end
But there's always something around that bend 

Chorus

It was crazy days
It was crazy nights
It was what we had
And we did it right
I swore to you
I'd never let you go
In those balmy days 
We had our summers of love

Music break

Cos babe we used to have it all
So we kept on running like a waterfall
The mountains they always reached the sky
And all the time we never asked why

There was electricity filling the air 
We just drove around not a single care 
There was something out in the air that night 
We closed those doors and we just took flight

Chorus

Music break

End piece

But that was when we both were young 
And things can change in the years you grow 
Swore to you I would leave you never
But perfect doesn't always last forever 

Chorus

Teenage summers of love

Summers of Love (Cooper/Todd Collaboration)

Chant de la terre

Political satire about... well, you'll find out soon. 
This is the radio edit, so consider listening to the original presidential quotes!

Here is the uncensored YOUTUBE video
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dp_hOP5B5dI

LYRICS

Hey there people, I’m back in town
And I’m still truly brilliant and deserve this crown
I took over from grandpa, which makes me real proud
I’m always saluted by the ever-largest crowd

It’s so sad that you all had to wait
We wasted four years. Is this a primitive state?
I’ll take care of the losers and make them all straight
It’s not an empty promise, all will be great

I’m gifted and will make an end to each war
I just deport the people, so they can fight no more
And my plans never have a glitch. Really?
I’ll develop that shore and will be rich

Accused of treason and a stupid attack
I wasn’t inside. So, what the heck?
But they shouldn’t have done that, I’ll get them all back 
The judges were smarter and enjoyed my cognac.

Thanks to the Lord who saved me
And the devoted folks who voted for me
They follow me blindly, no matter the scandal
But don’t let them know that I don’t read the Bible

With force I’ll expand this beautiful land
No matter the color, I take blue and green land
It’s the owner that I will switch
A cross with my sharpie and I’ll be rich

Criminal intruders are eating our pets
They secretly job without paying tax
They’re doing my dishes and may mow my lawn 
But I don’t like their faces, so I’ll send them home

Women always get what they need
I grab them by their shoulders and may kiss their feet
I used to be active, but that’s years ago 
And don’t mention Stormy, she took all my dough

And then, I had this amazing plan
I decided to hire rocket man
And I will send him out to space
When he’s done cleaning up that governmental workplace
 
Remember how my first term was paradise
Of course, I volunteered for the Nobel price
And I will never go to jail
Instead I’ll stay, forever, on the Hill

And no longer you’ll have to wait
for the greatest head of state
no longer you’ll have to wait
for the greatest, for the greatest, for the greatest head of state

Frankly, I’m not surprised at all.

Back In Town

Back In Town (Radio Edit)

Thighs of Glory

The Unknown

J'ai le plaisir de partager avec vous mon morceau - Jane (Version live)
Vidéo : https://youtu.be/eI8yArJpvxc

Issu de mon nouveau set solo (qui deviendra peut être un trio) 
Projet intimiste jazzy/rock/blues/funk/hiphop, qui jongle entre old school et modernité, porté par un son de guitare rond, vivant, chaud, organique dont l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains cosys, calmes et poétiques.

Le morceau Jane vient de sortir sur toutes les plateformes digitales 
Aujourd'hui 28/03/2025 alors n'hésitez pas a m'ajouter un peu partout pour recevoir les prochains morceaux

Toutes les infos ici : https://music.imusician.pro/a/rRi7Rkc-
Et là : https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/jane

A bientôt
Math

Jane - Video Live in Description

The Crystal Caves is a symbol of submission, revelation, and the enigmatic boundary between knowledge and madness. It depicts vast, gleaming caverns deep beneath the earth’s crust, where immense quartz crystals grow like frozen lightning. These radiant formations are not merely geological wonders — they are conduits of consciousness, forming the neural lattice of an ancient, mythological intelligence.

In the lore of this card, humanity’s collective fears and desires are imprinted upon the crystals, forming an unfathomable archive of thoughts and memories. Faced with an existential crisis — be it environmental collapse, war, or spiritual disillusionment — a select few are chosen to hear the ringing. This sound, like a chorus of distant bells reverberating inside their minds, is a calling from the depths. Those who submit to the summons venture into the Crystal Caves, seeking understanding. Others resist, unwilling to face the knowledge that awaits — and in doing so, are consumed by the madness of dissonance.

This card challenges us to confront our inner callings. It asks whether we are willing to descend into the recesses of our own minds, face the uncomfortable truths that lie within, and emerge transformed. Alternatively, it warns of the destructive consequences of rejecting growth when the time has come to evolve.

Drums, piano, vibes: R Thomas
Guitars, Bass, Vocals, PS Perkins
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Mystic Tape Deck
Tascam DP24SD + StudioOne 7 + a bunch of cheap mics

LYRICS
---------------------------
In the ways of the world from the crib to the grave
Everybody’s a slave
Ain't nobody gonna save us

Save your bellyachin for another day
Baby they got ways
Of making you behave

When you hear those bells ringing in your brain
Before they drive ya insane
Get on a boat or a plane

Take the golden taxi to the crystal caves
It’s a little like doomsday
You’re gonna have to be brave

Come join your friends in the crystal caves
Meet the underground conclave
At the standing wave

Gonna put the computer right into your vein
Connect the aqueous membrane
To the mineral mainframe

Gonna jump and jive when they play that jazz
Sprinkle on the pizazz
And just a little bit of zip zap biddly bap foo bar baz

Come and disappear in the crystal cave
Everybody’s a slave
Ain't nobody gonna save us

Now that you’ve arrived, won't you come on in?
We’re all about to begin
To start shedding our skin

Make like a snake, and gobble up that tail
It’s a hwale of a fairy tale
On the shell of a snail

In the mystery maze deep under the ground
A little magic we found
A way a watch can be unwound

To begin again inside the cave alone
A place we’re gonna call home
Amidst the shimmering stone

In the ways of the world from the crib to the grave
Everybody’s a slave
Ain't nobody gonna save us

The Crystal Caves

Lyndon B. Johnson - ”If you can convince the lowest white man he's better than the best colored man, he won't notice you're picking his pocket. Hell, give him somebody to look down on, and he'll empty his pockets for you."
https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/lbj-convince-the-lowest-white-man/

John Philpot Curran, "The condition upon which God hath given liberty to man is eternal vigilance; which condition if he break, servitude is at once the consequence of his crime and the punishment of his guilt.
https://www.bartleby.com/lit-hub/respectfully-quoted/john-philpot-curran-17501817-2/

Patrick Henry - Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
https://avalon.law.yale.edu/18th_century/patrick.asp#:~:text=Is%20life%20so%20dear%2C%20or,liberty%20or%20give%20me%20death!

No Surrender

Now convince the lowest man that he's better
And he won't even notice you're picking his pocket
Hell, give him someone to look down on
And he'll empty his pockets for you

If ya wanna be free, live your life own way 
Then eternal vigilance is the price ya pay
Cause  Servitude is the consequence
If you’re too damn complacent  

No surrender, to the powers that be
No surrender, to autocracy
No surrender, no surrender 

It’s a lie, It’s a lie, It’s a lie
It’s a crime, It’s a crime, It’s a crime
Of the time, of the time, of the time
It’s a low down stinking lying crime of the time.

Is life so dear or peace so sweet
To be purchased at the price of slavery 
Some will bend the knee and kiss the ring
For me I say let freedom ring 

If ya wanna be free, live your life own way 
Then eternal vigilance is the price ya pay
Cause servitude is the consequence
If you’re too damn complacent 

No surrender, to the powers that be
No surrender, to autocracy
No surrender, to the chains of tyranny

No surrender, to the powers that be
No surrender, to a wanna be king
No surrender, no surrender

NoSurrender

⚡ Synthwave energy unleashed! ⚡ Shock the Algorithm returns with a brand NEW album — Ultraviolet Cosmos.
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

🌌 Available NOW on Bandcamp — grab your digital copy today and step into the neon! 🌌