Love the throwback sound of this song. It's very well done.

New songs from the second half of 2024, taken from the albums, Shiny Yellow Bastard, Blood Orange, and I Shall Never Play The Dane. 







2024 : Not You, Naan Bread.

Original composition.... Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Caelum Vigil

Blue carbon is the term given to aquatic plant life absorbing carbon from our environment, thusly combatting climate change.  This track is as relaxing and flowing effortlessly as knowing nature is working to help us combat climate change.  It's never faltering beat combined with keys, synths & strings fuel a clean rejuvenation.

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Blue Carbon

Youtube lyric video:
https://youtu.be/aia7hF4Qf7I

03 - Intrusive Thoughts

Whilst seeking out light in the dark.
You whispered and put out your spark.
Supposedly seeking out truth.
You wandered in amongst the brutes.

Oh, Ozymandias, you are.
But you didn't fall very far.
The never-ending stretch of sands,
And every bit flows through your hands.

You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Oh, you howled at the sight of the moon.
You wanted to be me.
You wanted to temper the shock.
Took your shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.
 
You sought out the secret too soon.
The dog star arriving in June.
You barely remembered the tune.
you drank up your fill of the moon.

A beautiful, terrible mind.
Beware spake the sign of the sign.
Your arrow is shot falling down.
You'll never escape from this town.

You wanted to be me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Did it all by the light of the moon.
You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I'm not.
Took a shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.


Blood Orange Moon

Forcing down this drink.
I never stop to think.
Guess I forgot. (Guess I forgot)
Can't ever stop these shakes.
Or another pill to take.
A day to blot (To blot)
Oh, what am I to do?
Can't make it without you.
I had my shot. (My shot)
Who was I supposed to be?
It's easier to see.
Who I am not. (I'm not)

I know that I'm a dickhead on the drink.
I know I'm only made of what they think.
I know reality is what they saw.
I think I always hoped for something more.
Says a lot.

I never wanted change.
Another rearrange.
I've said my lot. (My lot)
Sat firmly back in place. 
Gave up on the chase.
I've been forgot. (Forgot)
Oh, what am I to do?
Happy without you.
To have's, have not. (Have not)
Which one then is me?
I lost it in the we.
I am, am (I) not? (Am not)

I know that I'm a dickhead in the drink.
I know I'm only made of what they think.
I know reality is what we found.
I always looked for something in the sound.
Says a lot.

Says A Lot

melodic rock instrumental with guitars & a touch of keys

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Another piece based on the synth compositions from my long-past teenage years. The main theme (slightly rewritten) comes from a short piece I named The Mist Majesty, which, in my opinion, had a distinct autumnal flavor that I wanted to preserve and emphasize in this rewrite. It is also about something else, but autumn is unmistakably present, and I think the watercolor I chose as the cover fits perfectly.
Completed in April of 2025.

Morceaux For Piano, E Minor

Sneaky Russian, how do you do?
Bet we're thinking just the same as you.
Should we give ourselves a talking to?
What a world.
Oh, American, how do you plead?
Bet you'd like to see us on our knees.
Are you too wrapped up with greed?
To make it work.

Standing out in the crowd.
Why you all gotta talk so loud?
And what's made you so proud?
Of all your words.
Oh, china-man what do you say?
Could we all be friends one day?
Shall we put the bad things away?
We can all be here to stay.
I guess our time is running out.

Can't you all just get along?
We can't all sing the same song.
When neither one is wrong.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.

Half cut with my friends.
We're sorting through.
We'll sort it out.
This world spins round.
Within or without. 

Three sheets to the wind.
We're sorting out.
Just sorting through.
Without a clue.
We lack the clout.
To figure it out.

Sneaky Russian hasn't the means.
The follow up to having a dream.
Contemplating some expensive jeans?
But they are cursed.
You Americans a-wouldn't know.
Why they made the flowers grow.
Not everything's for show.
Some things are work.

Them chinaman digging the ground.
While we're all just fooling around.
Work sixteen hour days.
So the outcome might be swayed.
I guess our time is running out.

Well then Russian what do you say?
Could we make it up to you some way?
The clock keeps ticking on.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.

Half cut with my friends.
We're sorting through.
We'll sort it out.
This world spins round.
Within or without 

Three sheets to the wind.
We're sorting out.
Just sorting through.
Without a clue.
We lack the clout.
To figure it out.

The workers plod along.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.
Om.

Sneaky Russians

God, give me style and give me grace.
Give me something I can grow.
Give me something I can taste.
Now, give me somewhere just to be.
Give me rock and give me roll.
Give me heart and give me soul.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley which no light can penetrate.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm when you sink into the waste.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

You, give me the freedom to use.
Give me fire for the fuse.
Give me someone as a muse.
Now, tell me what you wanna be?
Give me pockets full of sight.
Give me strength to win the fight.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley that no light can enter in.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm in which I can sink within.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley which no light can penetrate.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm when you sink into the waste.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

I'm Falling

New version mixed and mastered by Mariosyjp. Many Thanks.
Check him out here https://soundcloud.com/mariosyjp 

Lyrics

Whilst seeking out light in the dark.
You whispered and put out your spark.
Supposedly seeking out truth.
You wandered in amongst the brutes.

Oh, Ozymandias you are.
But you didn't fall very far.
The never ending stretch of sands,
And every bit flows through your hands.

You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Oh, you howled at the sight of the moon.
You wanted to be me.
You wanted to temper the shock.
Took your shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.
 
You sought out the secret too soon.
The dog star the arriving in June.
You barely remembered the tune.
you drank up your fill of the Moon.

A beutiful, terrible mind.
Beware spake the sign of the sign.
Your arrow is shot fallingdown.
You'll never escape from this town.

You wanted to be me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Did it all by the light of the moon.
You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I'm not.
Took a shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.

Blood Orange Moon [Mariosyjp Remaster]

Well, you can run, but you can't hide. 
There's no escape from what's inside.
You can try and write your words out in a song.
But we all show when something's wrong.

When you're only showing one face to the world.
When you're trying to make your mind up on a girl.
When you're escaping this world into your own.
You should know that you can never make it home.

I believe it. 
All the money flies away.
I'll be leaving, but the rest of you can stay.
I remember almost every little phrase.
I was here.
I was here.
The facade... will fade away.

Well, we all live, and we all die.
Imagination helps you get on by.
Is there a constant revolution in your soul?
It's a shame that we all have to get so old.

When you lay there on a morning on your own.
When you can not find a place to rest your bones.
When the nighttime comes to help you get away.
When you find out, it won't matter what you say.

I believe it. 
All the money flies away.
I'll be leaving, but the rest of you can stay.
I remember almost every little phrase.
I was here.
I was here.
The facade... will fade away.

Fade Away

Symphonic Dances - 1. Call of the Reeds | for Wind Symphony Orchestra (Work in Progress)

Debut EP for an upcoming album. Each song explores a different side of alternative rock, blending synth-driven soundscapes, cinematic strings, and guitar solos. All tracks were written, produced, mixed, and mastered by me in my room.

Wild Choir Girl

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◆ Web: www.ontheedge-music.com/
◆ YouTube: www.youtube.com/@OnTheEdge-Music
▶  Club Version: https://on.soundcloud.com/shCxlk0aavNhqa9u6E

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🎤 Vocals: Melissa Hollick


We’re gliding under starry skies
Feeling the midnight vibe
We feel the beat inside
Now’s our time to shine

Our heartbeats lead the dance
We’re lost in twilight’s glow
Music breaks the silence
We let the rhythm flow

Mirrored reflections
In your eyes, I see
Phantom connection
Spinning wild and free

Lost in those emotions
We move in slow motion
Nothing else exists here
Just you and I, my dear

Moonlight dance
Raise your hands
Now's our chance
Feel the trance

Moonlight Dance

This is a soft piano flavored track but with HARD drums to harden up the softness.

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