LYRICS:
It was a crisp autumn in 1984...
The bustling mall, an oasis of fashion and trends. And in the midst of that neon glow of record shops and vintage boutiques, I saw him – not the heartthrob of now, but a teenage Timothee Chalamet, an apparition from a future unknown.

There he was... browsing through vinyl records in that tiny music shop known for eclectic collections. His slender fingers delicately flipping through the albums, his eyes alive with the curiosity of a young James Dean.

I approached him cautiously, not to disturb his world of melodies. And as he wistfully moved toward the New Wave section, I followed suit, compelled by the inexplicable desire to share a fleeting moment with this unknown icon.

"Excuse me," I said, my voice crackling with surprise and admiration. 
"You seem to have a wonderful eye for music."

Timothee slowly turned, his earnest gaze meeting mine. There was a spark of unexplainable recognition, a flicker of something unspoken in that brief exchange lost to space and song.

"Thank you," he replied with a warm and gentle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm always on the lookout for something new." I paused, then said, "I'm something new. I'm where the past and future are blending into one." He laughed.

We exchanged a few words about our favorite bands, lost in a conversation that danced between now and then... His enthusiasm contagious, his passion for the arts, palpable... Even back when it was 1984.

Finally, we parted ways, and he disappeared into a sea of vintage clothing, with his lean silhouette melding into the tapestry of '80s fashion... And I couldn't help but wonder about the path that lay ahead for this unassuming boy, who was not yet born, and somehow existed way back in 1984.

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CHALAMET {1984 Record Shop}

LYRICS:
And it starts
Sometime around midnight
Or at least that's when you lose yourself
For a minute or two

As you stand
Under the bar lights
And the band plays some song about
Forgetting yourself for a while
And the piano's this melancholy
Sound check to her smile

That white dress she's wearing
You haven't seen her for a while

But you know
That she's watching
She's laughing, she's turning
She's holding her tonic like a crux
The room suddenly spinning
She walks up and asks how you are

You can smell her perfume
You can see her lying naked in your arms

And there's a change
In your emotions
And all of these memories come rushing
Like feral waves to your mind
Of the curl of your bodies
Like two perfect circles entwined

You feel hopeless, and homeless
And lost in the haze of the wine

Then she leaves
With someone you don't know
But she makes sure you saw her
She looks right at you and bolts
As she walks out the door
Your blood boiling, your stomach in ropes

And when your friends say what it is
You look like you've seen a ghost

And you walk...
Under the streetlights
And you're too drunk to notice
That everyone is staring at you
And you so care what you look like
The world is falling around you

You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You know, she'll break you in two

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DIY 2008 CD FOUND | "Sometime Around Midnight" | The Airborne Toxic Event | Cover Songs

LYRICS:
Disarm you with a smile
And cut me like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, years burn

I used to be a little boy
So old and what you want me to?
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, years burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
Bitterness of one who's left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn

Used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

Burn, Burn, Burn

I used to be a little boy
So old and what you want me to?
To wither in denial 
Bitterness of one who's left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn
Burn, Burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
What I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you

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MANDELBAUM BIO:
Founded in Berlin in 2012, Mandelbaum's sound fuses the aggression of thrash metal with the melodic sensibilities of classic heavy metal, quickly earning them a devoted following in the European metal scene. Their lyrical themes often explore German folklore and modern societal critiques, delivered with powerful, guttural vocals and intricate guitar work. The band's third album, "Eisenwald," released in 2025, received critical acclaim for its raw energy and sophisticated songwriting.

In "DISARM", MANDELBAUM experiments with a more atmospheric alternative metal sound in their tribute to The Smashing Pumpkins 1993 alternative rock classic.

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DISARM

LYRICS: 
i thought I had it figured out
you know?
a year, some months
maybe longer-
I wuz all-in...
every word I sang
every chord I played
trying to make something real 
out of the spaces between us
but you just laughed one day
like I was some joke 
you couldn’t take seriously
and walked out the door 
like it was the easiest thing in the world-
-----
I guess I was ridiculous
Maybe a little too much
But I swear I was loving you 
The best way I knew how

Now I’m left here
Strumming quiet songs
Filling empty rooms 
With sound of your goodbye
You walked out laughing
Like it didn’t even hurt
And I’m stuck singing 
All the parts you never learned

The guitar feels heavier 
Without you here
Like every note drags a little
Trying to hold on

I trace the outlines of your smile 
In every melody
Even when I know 
You don’t hear it 
Anymore

Yeah, maybe I, was ridiculous 
But how else am I supposed to be?
Said I was chasing shadows
But all I ever wanted was something real

Now I’m left here
Strumming quiet songs
Filling empty rooms 
Trying to make something real
Out of parts you never learned

I guess I was ridiculous
But how else am I supposed to be 
You said I was chasing shadows 
But all I ever wanted 
Was somethin' real

Now I’m left here
Strumming quiet songs
Filling empty rooms 
With sound of your goodbye
You walked out laughing
Like it didn’t even hurt
And I’m stuck singing 
All the parts you never learned

Now I’m left here
Strumming quiet songs
Filling empty rooms 
With sound of your goodbye
You walked out laughing
Like it didn’t even hurt
And I’m stuck singing 
All the parts you never learned

i'remember the way 
the morning light would catch your hair
and I tried to write you into every line
but you slipped through
like water between my fingers
laughing when you left me
like it was nothing at all

now I’m left here
strumming quiet songs
filling empty rooms 
with sound of your goodbye
you walked out laughing
like it didn’t even hurt
and I’m stuck singing 
all the parts you never learned
laughing when you left me
like it was nothing at all.

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Sound of your Goodbye @ The Theater of Lost Love

LYRICS:
Moonbeam
moonbeam

Ice cream
ice cream

Hyeo-kkeut-en 
A-mu mat eop-seo 
No flavor at all

A-mu mat eop-seo 
No flavor at all
No flavor
At all, at all
At all, at all

Moonlight in a paper cup
I’m chasing shadows, never enough
Eun-bit jo-gak nok-a-nae-ryeo 
Silver pieces melting down
Flavorless, but I want it now
At all, at all, at all

Moonbeam, shiny, sugar dream
Feels like something in-between
U-seum na-wa, mal-do an-dwae 
I just laugh, it makes no sense
But my heart says, one more chance

Moonbeam ice cream
Flavor of the night
Bit-na-neun bi-mil
Freezer light 
A shining secret
Freezer light

You can’t taste photons
But they make me sing
Hyeo-kkeut-en 
A-mu mat eop-seo
Still it feels like everything

Soft glow on a midnight street
Ne-on bul-bit 
A-rae dal-kom-han beat
Under neon lights, a sweet beat
Jin-jja-il-kka
A-ni-myeon dream

Is it real
Or just a dream
Even nothing tastes 
Like something seen

Moonbeam, shiny, sugar dream
Feels like something in-between
U-seum na-wa, mal-do an-dwae 
I just laugh, it makes no sense
But my heart says, one more chance

Moonbeam ice cream
Flavor of the night
Bit-na-neun bi-mil
Freezer light 
A shining secret
Freezer light

You can’t taste photons
But they make me sing
Hyeo-kkeut-en 
A-mu mat eop-seo

It’s empty
So we fill it up
Flavorless
But we lift it up
Ridiculous and sweet
It gives me space to dream
Ui-mi eop-neun ge
Ui-mi-ga dwae 
The meaningless becomes meaning

Meaning...

Moonbeam 
Ice cream 
Ice cream

But you taste like everything.
Give new meaning to everyone.
New Jeans
(New Jeans)
Moonbeam 
(Moonbeam)
ice cream
ice cream 
ice cream 
ice cream 

A-mu mat eop-seo 
A-mu mat eop-seo 

Moonbeam… (moonbeam)
ice cream… (ice cream)

A-mu mat eop-seo 
No flavor at all
But you taste like everything.
Give new meaning to everyone.

New Jeans
(New Jeans)
Moonbeam 
Ice Cream

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MOONBEAM ICE CREAM 🍨 (wearing New Jeans)

LYRICS:
In the quiet hush
TJ Maxx at night
In a sea of luggage
Saw a curious sight

Taylor sits on bags
Piled high
Guitar in hand 
Beneath retail sky

Silent shelves
Empty cashier tills
Melodies soar
Inspiration spills
Lyrics crafted 
In the calm of store
Heart so pure
New beats to explore

Discount tags
And leather cases
Echoes of tunes
Finding their spaces

Imagination thrives
In a secret scene
Taylor pens songs
In a store serene

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She paused her song
And looked at me
Like Juliet
In that Love Story
The words she said
They had to be
'You're my Romeo, 
  My T. Kelce'

Unseen by all
This sweet genius girl
Creating magic luggage
Writing songs like pearls
Taylor looked away
In a world of her own
Crafting melodies
Where dreams are sewn

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She played her song
Looking straight at me
I'm Romeo
TJ's 'Love Story'
The words she said
They just had to be
'You're my Romeo
  My T. Kelce'

With courage ablaze
I approached her side
Sharing my wish
A request with pride
Taylor include in your chorus line
"TJ's Love, let its brilliance shine."

She paused
Her eyes sparkling bright
A smile forming
A spark of delight
Said in my chorus
Those words shall play
A nod to this night
In its own special way

Grateful to her
Offered space to create
In the store's quietude
Her art permeates
Taylor smiled
Her heart in song
Left her to linger 
Where TJ's 
Love belongs

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Specter of Swift

LYRICS:
Makin' my way downtown
Walkin' fast
Faces pass
And I'm homebound

Starin' blankly ahead
Just makin' my way
Makin' the way
Through the crowd
Through the crowd

And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder

If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by?
'Cause you know I'd walk 
A thousand miles
If I could just see you
Tonight

It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever think of me?

'Cause everything's so wrong
And I don't belong
Livin' in your precious memory

'Cause I'll need you
And I'll miss you
And now I wonder

If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by?
Oh 'cause you know 
I'd walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you
Tonight

'Cause I'll need you
And I'll miss you, no
And now I wonder
If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by?
'Cause you know 
I'd walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you
Tonight

And I...
I don't wanna let you know
I, I drown in your memory
I, I don't wanna let this go
I, I don't

Makin' my way downtown
Walkin' fast
Faces pass
And I'm homebound

Starin' blankly ahead
Just makin' my way
Makin' the way
Through the crowd

And I still need you
And I still miss you
And now I wonder

If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass us by?
Oh, 'cause you know 
I'd walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you

If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by?
Cause you know 
I'd walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you
If I could just hold you
Tonight
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Folk version of Vanessa Carlton's 
"A Thousand Miles", 2002
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A COUNTRY THOUSAND

LYRICS:
Spirals in the silence,  
stone that bends and folds,  
laughter fractures ceilings,  
memory claws and holds.  

Shadows twist like rivers,  
threads of glass and smoke,  
faces flash and vanish,  
tongues of memory spoke.  

Spirals in the silence,  

stone that bends and folds,  

laughter fractures ceilings,  

memory claws and holds.  

Shadows twist like rivers,  
threads of glass and smoke,  
faces flash and vanish,  
tongues of memory spoke.  

Gothic Munster, 
arms of shadow twist,  
spires scrape the sky 
like broken promises.  
Eyes beneath the arches,
reaching through the room,
whispers coil around my ribs,
Iwalk alone.  

Windows drip in colors,  
serpents carved in bone,  
footsteps melt in echoes,  
I wander streets unknown.  

Stairs ascend like questions,  
hands that never rest,  
every corner bleeding  
a phantom in my chest.  

Gothic Munster,
 ink spills on the ceiling,  
claws of glass stretch, 
they breathe and shiver.  
Footsteps split the air, 
half-remembered laughter,  
tendrils curl inside me, 
I cannot unravel.  

Stone convulses upward,  
a thousand shadows bend,  
light fractures into pieces,  
I follow, I descend.  
Eyes behind the arches,  
fingers in the walls,  
every echo murmurs  
names I cannot call.  

Gothic Munster, 
crawling through the veins,  
spires twist like memories 
I cannot name.  
Shadows split and gather, 
coiling through the air,  
I breathe the frozen silence, 
and I find you there.  

Spirals in the silence…  
Glass that twists in silence…  
Shadows curl in silence…  
I walk alone…
Alone 
I am alone 
Alone 

spirals in the silence 
glass that twists in silence 
shadows curl in silence 
I walk alone 
alone 
I am alone 
alone

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Spirals in the Silence

Excerpt from Amerigo's journal...
Amerigo let his girl, Kenna Daisy, read it...
She really likes him now!
And all he wants is to be together, again.

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8/15/25
Oh Canada,
Why haven’t you called?
Why haven't you written? 
Why haven't you texted me back?

I’m not asking for asylum, exactly—I’m asking to be part of something that still feels like a society. Down here, everything’s a little busted and everything is branded. I am tired of being a singularity. I’m tired of being this ... let's just call it, product. I’m tired of being alone in a crowd of people who’ve been told that togetherness is a weakness.

My country sold me a myth: that freedom means isolation, that dignity means never asking for help, that needing people is a kind of failure. And now we’re all stranded in our separate little worlds, posting opinions into the void, pretending it’s enough. You can’t lean on people. You can’t count on anyone. And the worst part is—you’re not even supposed to want to.

Every street’s a battlefield of entitlement. Every conversation’s a minefield of performance. Grief is private. Joy is commodified. Even empathy feels curated now. Everyone’s out here fighting to prove they don’t need anyone, that they built themselves from nothing, that they’re winning when they're alone... I don’t want to win that game. I want no part of that!

And from where I sit, it seems like you—my Northern friend—still kind of believe in things. You haven’t yet turned society into a threat. You haven’t made selfishness your national identity. You haven’t convinced your citizens that community is a fucking trap.

And you know what else? I do like that you’ve stopped buying our crap... I mean some of that crap is decent, but I like that you have stopped buying our sweet corn, our sodas, our over-sloganed fatty snacks. And I love that you won't come to Cape Cod anymore, even though it's always lovely, because it means you’re still capable of coordinated defiance. You still do things together. We don’t boycott much here, we just sit around and bicker.

And down here, in our little states of stormy confusion, we just die alone. Everything’s a god damn contest and everyone here is losing. And I’m supposed to feel proud? I’m supposed to fucking cry "Freedom" like Wallace in Braveheart?

I don’t want to keep carrying this trauma like it’s a badge. I don’t want to keep pretending. I want to be somewhere that knows what realism is. Where people say, "Let's figure this shit out!"

I’m not asking for a flag. I’m not asking for forgiveness. I’m asking for a place that believes citizens owe something to each other. That we’re not just consumers with boundaries—we’re neighbors with a responsibility...

So if there’s still room, Oh Dear Canada, can you make space for a simple 16 year old dude who wants to unlearn all this madness?

I’ll come quietly... And I will come gratefully. And if you do let me in some day, I will make it my business to skate on over to a Timmy Hortons for a dozen Boston Creams.... with my girl, Kenna Daisy, of course!

We might even start speaking a little bit of French.... Un peu de Francais!

-Amerigo

Are we still dating?

"Jenny from the Block" is a song by Jennifer Lopez from her 2002 album, This Is Me... Then. The track features rappers Jadakiss and Styles P, and its lyrics discuss Lopez's commitment to remaining humble despite her fame. The song's most famous line, "Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got, I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the Block," became a pop culture staple. An interesting fact is that the iconic sample used in the song comes from a 1975 song by the group 20th Century Steel Band, called "Heaven and Hell is on Earth." The music video for "Jenny from the Block" also drew significant attention for its portrayal of Lopez and her then-boyfriend, actor Ben Affleck.


JENNY

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes, performs and/or produces a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave & Experimental World Pop. Collectively, it's a genre known as QUIRKPOP --- Music that makes you say, "What the hell is this?"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

Influences include Weird Al, Nathan Fielder, David Lynch, T-Pain and T-Swift. Their favorite inventions are the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel... who may be an entity or a god.



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