the instrumentation really puts you in a trance and relaxes. loving these lyrics as well

This one has such a warm inviting atmosphere

Very relaxing atmosphere, a mellow feel good track...👊😁

I’m listening to this and am slightly hungover.  Your tone relaxed my brain.

Damn Good Tunes

The first pass of Velma - 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9d8U3mqkA90

Velma

REALNESS TO GREATNESS ft. DMX

Inspired by my wifes challenges and her strength not to give up...

Saved

As the light from the morning streams in through the cold window pane.
All the ghosts in the city streets, hiding their heads from the rain.
You won't keep my city clean.
Took all my dopamine.
Raining and cold.
You can't give my dreams away.
Lost them all yesterday.
Mourning, now I'm old.

We're all floating alone in the dark.
Que sera. Que sera. Que sera. 
And you don't even know who you are.
Que sera. Que sera. Que sera. 
Que sera.

As the noise from the cars gets in, hide from the night, you're in starlight, never day.
This way, you can never win, dont know where to begin.
Morning, Mrs Jones.
And, a check in the mirror shows where all the dark things go.
Always, feel the same.
Fuck it, let's have another line, forget the march of time.
Fire, it glows.

Ah, You don't even need to get far.
Que sera. Que sera. Que sera. 
And you don't need to know who you are.
Que sera. Que sera. Que sera. 
Que sera.

We're all floating alone in the dark.
Que sera. Que sera. Que sera. 
And you don't even know who you are.
Que sera. Que sera. Que sera. 
Que sera.

Morning (Que Sera)

Bray & the Astral Projections 

 

Wasted Again 

 

Verse 1: 

When we pass, the small details  

Misplaced or erased 

Shall we live with this spirit 

Can we live in disgrace 

 

Verse 2: 

Around the door, how we live (will matter) 

Our lessons are not futile  

Only remnants of dreams (all scattered) 

Your remains in a pile 

 

Chorus: 

Wasted Again 

Like time to the sand 

Every breath that we take, it could be our last 

 

Verse 3: 

Mercy bestowed upon those (who learned) 

And yearn for knowledge greater (than thyself) 

Shall we move toward the shadow 

Shall we remain in the past 

 

Verse 4: 

How long will it last 

Till our return to the sea 

To rebirth, to dreams, to karma, we grow 

To dust, to ashes, to the wind, we all go  

 

Chorus: 

Wasted Again 

Like time to the sand 

Every breath that we take, it could be our last

Wasted Again

The original version: https://soundcloud.com/axioms-of-mediocrity/echoes-of-doubt

Email chimes, her paper rejected
Doubt whispers, on path selected
"Am I good enough?" her heart oppressed
By impostor's syndrome, her confidence suppressed

In the echoes of doubt, she finds her voice
Rising strong, she makes her choice
In the echoes of doubt, she stands firm
With every fall, she lives, she learns

Letters slide, tenure denied, dreams now dejected
Futures blurred, on roads once projected
"Have I done enough?" his spirit contested
By impostor's syndrome, his hopes oppressed

In the echoes of doubt, he finds his voice
Rising strong, he makes his choice
In the echoes of doubt, he stands firm
With every fall, he lives, he learns

Surrounded by brilliance, in the academic sea
"Are they better than us?" whispers insecurity
Each publication, each award they secure
Deepens the doubt we try to endure

In the echoes of doubt, we find our voice
Rising strong, we make our choice
In the echoes of doubt, we stand firm
With every fall, we live, we learn
With every fall, we live, we learn

Do I really deserve to be here?
How did I get this far?
Am I good enough?
Am I smart enough?
Am I brave enough?
How long can I keep this up?
Why do I feel like a fraud?

You're not alone, we've all been there
Plagued by doubts, consumed by fear
Welcome to the club, where we all belong
You are good enough, you are strong

You're not alone, we've all been there
Plagued by doubts, consumed by fear
Welcome to the club, where we all belong
You are good enough, you are strong

Echoes of Doubt (Acoustic Version)

watch the video here : https://vimeo.com/1076474289

TRACK: "Run Through the Fire, Climb Over the Dead"

A sonic war relic from the novel "Behind Us the Land" – fusing post-industrial brutality with raw rap storytelling to score the Feyerabend family's 1945 escape.

Sound:

Bass as Trauma Pulse: Switches between 808-like dread and metallic shrieks (like Stuka sirens)

Drums as Death March: Snare hits mimic MG42 bursts, kicks echo refugee footsteps

Rap DNA: Half-sung verses morph into typical Rap flows (think Clipping. meets Protomartyr)

Archaeological Sounds: Authentic WWII bomb impacts, Danzig's cobblestones cracking

"Post-rock's despair meets rap's urgency – my mother's diaries ('...and then the guns fell silent') spat back as survival rhymes over collapsing basslines."

For fans of:

The Body's bass-driven doom with Billy Woods' historical lyricism

Godspeed You! Black Emperor scoring a war documentary

Music that doesn't entertain – it testifies

📖 Soundtrack to the novel "Behind Us the Land"
🎤 Lyrics sourced from my mother's survival diaries

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TRACK: "Run Through the Fire, Climb Over the Dead"

Ein klangliches Kriegsrelikt aus dem Roman "Hinter uns dem Land" – verschmilzt post-industrielle Wucht mit Rap-Erzählkraft zur Vertonung von Flucht 1945.

Sound:

Bass als Trauma-Puls: Pendelt zwischen 808-Drohnen und Stuka-Sirenen-Schreien

Schlagzeug als Todesmarsch: Snares wie MG42-Salven, Kicks wie Flüchtlingsschritte

Rap-Einfluss: Zeilen im typischen Rap-Stil (zwischen Audio88 und Author & Punisher)

Sound-Archäologie: Echte Bombeneinschläge, splitterndes Danziger Pflaster

"Post-Rock-Verzweiflung trifft Rap's Dringlichkeit – meine Mutter's Tagebücher ('...und dann schwiegen die Waffen') als Überlebens-Reime über kollabierenden Basslinien."

Für Fans von:

Swans mit der lyrischen Wucht von Haftbefehl

Einstürzende Neubauten vertonen ein Geschichtsbuch

Musik, die nicht unterhält – sondern bezeugt

📖 Soundtrack zum Roman "Hinter uns das Land"
🎤 Textfragmente aus den Flucht-Tagebüchern meiner Mutter

Run Through The Fire, Climb Over The Dead

(Kind of obsession)
(Going Crazy)

Just a day in his life
(Kind of obsession)
It's a matter of courage
He just wants to climb that building
(Going Crazy)
Disappearing into the sky

It's a strong obsession
(Strong obsession)
Just a matter of time
His new goal is that building
(Going Crazy)
That pierces through the sky

He's got no rope, no plan
(Kind of obsession)
But his hands know the way
Each window is a promise
(Going crazy)
Each ledge a step to the top
(A step to the top, to the top)

No ropes, no rules, no reason
(Mr Robert)
No fear, no doubt, no ceiling
(For Mr Robert)

People stop and stare up
As he walks on air
Mr Robert controls his fear
He leaves nothing to chance

No ropes, no rules, no reason
(Mr Robert)
No fear, no doubt, no ceiling
(For Mr Robert)

Mr Robert is the man who kissed the sky
(A true legend)
Mr Robert is the gravity breaker
(The gravity breaker)

No ropes, no rules, no reason
(Mr Robert)
No fear, no doubt, no ceiling
(For Mr Robert)

Mr Robert

A plea to change the reality of children in schools, this track begins with a simple childlike melody and lyrics referencing to nursery rhymes. The song builds in intensity in pleading for change, ending with a cry out supported by a chorus

All Fall Down

Skinwalkers

Shine

I wrote this song about my girlfriend and if you have someone in your life that you love and care about, then this song is for you. 

Last Song

OPPONENTS

Co-produced and co-written by Mikey Enwright.

@rolflaureijs
@michaelenwright

Not much of a way, not much of a route. Not much of a plan or an outline or even an intention. Not much of anything that's not much. Not much in the slightest, effing near nothing whatsoever, substantial enough for its lack to be noted. It would be preferable to be void. Here's something: Deleterolf's 'Shameless', featuring co-swag by Mikey Enwright, premiered by Madjestic Kasual. It's much.

Deleterolf - Shameless [MK PREMIERE]

"Payso Peach delivers a raw and soulful blend of hip-hop and R&B with If It Ain’t You. A track that captures emotion, passion, and truth perfect for fans of heartfelt lyrics and smooth vibes. Stream now and feel the energy."

IF IT AIN'T YOU

Painfree

When I started to work on "I pay" I prepared the chords, lyrics, trained the song and then, the moment I was about to start recording, my son came and asked for cosmic song.
Ye, all my inspiration for "I pay" was gone. And new inspiration settled in my head.

I remember I started to think about my career aspiration in his age. I was dreaming about to be astronaut, or pilot or garbage-man... My son is in astronaut phase.

It took me one evening to make him the song. And he immediately loved it so much that each time we sit in car he was asking for "cosmic one". It was top played song in the car for few weeks. I was proud he rated it between AC/CD and their "It's a long way to the top" (he called the noisy one) and Spirituál Kvintet "Beránek a vlk (Riu riu chiu)". 

Into the song I embedded the following original records:
- Discovery Go at Throttle up
- Apollo 11 Countdown
- Discovery Computers are in control
- Mercury 6 Zero-G
- Discovery Nice to be in orbit
- Apollo 11 Quindar Tests
- Apollo 11 One Small Step for Man
- Apollo 11 The eagle has Landed
- Columbia Welcome Home
- Sputnik Tones
- Cassini Saturn Radio Emissions

The cover photo was taken by my sister-in-law Monika.

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In the Box

I wanna be in NASA

LoFi Americana with a dash of Indie Alt Rock and Country 

Jeremy Brizzi is a songwriter and musician.  “I do what I can, with what I have, to show you how I feel.  Thanks for listening.”

With more than 300 song left to record and a constant attention to creation, the best is yet to come!  

https://jeremybrizzi.bandcamp.com

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





Morning (Que Sera)

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