I always love your vocals, but I really like the instrumental part that comes in @1:36. Nice track.

This is freaking beautiful! Harry Nilson vibes! I adore this...needed this

I really liked this one right from the start

Great english 80s (and a bit 60s) feel, back in the days we were using Schreibmaschinen.

I like this. It gives off Simon and Garfunkel vibes.

Il y a deux Donald... et ce n'est pas le canard...

There are two Donald... and it’s not the duck...

Terre sous tension

Le Donald

American Spirit

This is a laid back, acoustic track with harmony vocals. Beneath the quieter vibes there are some hidden edges to the lyrics which focus on maintaining your identity in the age of social media. Written for my daughters. If you are interested in licensing any lyrics, get in touch. Lyrics for this one are: 

Stop with the filtration 
Stop with the curation 
Stop all this rose tint lens
And the good time friends

Cut out the whitening 
Tone down the brightening 
Cut out the light ring
And the bling, bling, bling 

Turn off the cheap shots
Turn off the chat bots
Turn down the non-stop,
What’s hot, jack pots

Too much blah, blah, blah
So much nah, nah, nah
Bit much ooh, la, la
And the uh, uh, ah

No more buying all the glam 
I’m not falling for the same old scam
You don’t 
Make me
Who l am
Who I am
Who I am 

Enough with the click bait 
Enough of the deep fakes
Enough with the high stakes
And the toxic hate

Stop with the gaslight
Stop with the late night
Stop with this half life
All out of sight 

I see clearly through the sham 
No more falling for the same old scam
You don’t 
Make me 
Who I am
Who l am
Who I am

Start with the human touch 
Start with the positive
Starting to rise above
With the simple love

Bring up community
Bring up the listening
Bring on humility 
And some honesty 

I see clearly through the sham 
No more falling for the same old scam
You don’t 
Make me 
Who I am
Who l am
Who I am

Who I am (you don’t make me)

This about all those DNA services to find out your family tree.

Alive

Third single off Chapters Missing.
Released 15th of December 2023.
Written, recorded, mixed and mastered by Jan aka Sönderrevet.

Cover art by:
Sofiindra22
www.fiverr.com/sofiindra22

On wind instruments:
Michele F. aka Trombonhero:
www.fiverr.com/trombonhero

Lyrics 

It doesn’t make too much sense
to take all this time to dwell
But no one really stops looking back
once they've made it out from hell
The damage has long been done 
you can't just lay it on the shelf 
Courage begs you to seal it shut
when the darkness overwhelms 

All things must break apart
and nothing ever stay the same
When lose ends are left to rot 
and wounds won't heal or mend
Still you're latching on to something so precious
and it seems like a fever dream
You pressed so hard to regain that light, 
Ill-prepared for what it means

Now it's a question of how gracefully you can let go 
as you're waiting for new sensations to come
and take hold  
Can you try to make it into something you can believe in 
and open up to new experience 
like the pain was nothing all along  

Now we're hanging on to an idle life 
until the nausea sweeps on in 
It keeps on rising like the tide 
when you're just waiting to begin
They'll say "you won't see the bigger picture 
until you hurdle over that fence"  
"the road's made as we walk along 
and it's all in the palm of your hands"

For now the dreams are the best you got,
and with your dreams hopes are born
If you fail to make them count,
it wont matter when your faith gets thorn
So let's hang on as long as they'll lasts  
Let blindness become our defense 
And let's not even try to piece together 
all the shit we're up against 

Will you try to stem the tide  
Create a fire and get out of your own way 
Destroy the circuits and be fearless when you watch it go up in smoke  
Re-shape the mold, breathe new life  
into whatever purpose there is left 
And take it all apart, bring it back together 
Like these tragic tales would never be coming to an end  

Now will you try to stem the tide  
Create a fire, get out of your own way 
Kill all the serpents and be fearless when you watch it go up in smoke  
Re-shape the mold, and breathe new life  
into whatever purpose there is left 
And take it all apart, bring it back together 
Like these tragic tales would never be coming to an end  

Will you try?
Will you try?
Will you try?
Will you try?

Chapters Missing

Fever Dreams

Watercolors

Bittersweet

Interlude 1

Loop credit: jkeibeats

FADED ASTRONAUT, An artist from the blue side of Charleston, South Carolina. Labeled misfit from his unusually quiet demeanor, finds himself through the mellow tunes in his beat-box. Moved to California to follow his dreams of chill nights on the the beach and forest green trees. Escaping to wonderland, somewhere along the way found himself at punk shows that would spark weird vibes and tons of awkward encounters with the freaks of the night. Not really feeling accepted by anything else. He decided to create his own world of sound and color🟦🟪🟩🟨🟥🟧⬛️

ROCK BOTTOM

𝑹𝑶𝑪𝑲 𝑩𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑶𝑴

We'd gladly trade. (gladly trade)
For more summer days. (summer days)
We don't get much of it in England. (England)
The days are shortening, 
As winters beginning.
There's no revelations going spare.

It isn't fair. (isn't fair)
Smell September in the air. (in the air)
Just keep on smiling through the freezing. (freezing nights)
Nights that draw us in.
Nine months, with no end in sight.
It's just like every year.

Oh, anyone who says this is the best time of the year.
Wants their heads checked just to see if they're alright.
Anybody who says this is the best time of the year.
You can wake me up in summer, that alright.

The autumn haze. (autumn haze)
Bring in the colder days. (colder days)
So we just sit there and do nothing. (absolutely nowt)
The dark, long evenings are full of foreboding.
Just a revolution to be clear.

Kicking up leaves. (the leaves)
Fell from the frozen trees. (frozen trees)
In every window, theres a pumpkin. (shining bright)
The stars are twinkling.
Orion hindering.
Sanity dwindles every year.

Oh, anyone who says this is the best time of the year.
Wants their heads checked just to see if they're alright.
Anybody who says this is the best time of the year.
You can wake me up in summer, that alright.

Autumn

This track has some dark elements with heavy progressive riffs with an ambient atmosphere, hope you enjoy.

Dream City

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.





Autumn

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