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New songs from the first half of 2024. From the albums, Misc., On the Shoulders of Giants, and Pretty Green Flying Machine. 
          
 


2024: The Year of the Cat

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It was a cold and dark December
There wasn’t much to remember
I was born into this world an innocent child

And ever since they told me
To live my life decently
To live this life in the name of paradise

So I grew up and took a wife
We built ourselves a life
But suffered at the hands of fate and now we cry

Now life has us on the run
Living it ain’t quite so fun
We keep our hopes in the name of paradise

It was a cold and dark December
Nearly went and met the maker
Now anything can happen and I’m glad to be alive

Now I’m growing old so fast
All the loved ones in my past
In their eyes is the name of paradise

In The Name Of Paradise

Composed by 𝙉𝘼𝙍𝘾𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙎.
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They tried one time to hold it down,
You're never gonna get very far.
I hold my breath until the end,
You go back to who you are.

You'll never know if you don't try,
You've never lived 'till you've died.
I missed my train.
You'll never know if you don't try,
You've never lived 'till you've died.
I missed that train.

And all the people saw the light leave your eyes,
And then the ruler beckoned to the skies.

They tried one time to hold it down,
You're never gonna get very far.
I hold my breath until the end,
You go back to who you are.

They tried one time to hold it down,
You're never gonna get very far.
I hold my breath until the end,
You go back to who you are.

You'll never know if you don't try,
You've never lived 'till you've died.
I missed my train.
You'll never know if you don't try,
You've never lived 'till you've died.
I missed that train.

× × × × × × × × ×

Narcissists is a independent electronic music project from Preston, Lancashire. Established in 2022, and releasing their debut album Opening Move the same year.

Opening Move, combines retro influences with an energetic, modern rock sound, not disimilar from Harry Styles or The Strokes. 

Opening Move saw some exposure upon release on Wythenshawe FM Radio, The Amos Madra Show and Amazing Radio Afternoons.

In November 2022, performing live atop an art gallery in Manchester, Narcissists made their live debut at the ABC Building, playing on the roof of the gallery in the glass amphitheatre as part of an event organised by House of Art and Heads Magazine.

Narcissists were also interviewed and featured in an article published by Blossom Magazine, an organisation also based in Manchester.

In December 2022, Narcissists performed at The Ferret, a legendary live music venue in Preston, Lancashire. Supporting popular rock band Sugarstone in a bid to save struggling venues affected by the pandemic.

In 2023, Narcissists released King's Gambit, their second studio album. The album featured a post-modern, electronically woven sound. Drawing inspiration from a wide range of electronic styles.

Dark Skies was used as the official soundtrack to popular Internet soap opera "Skew Bridge," crafted by the team from award winning playwriter Jim Cartwright.

Try Again

Matt Hancock

Haven't Seen The Sun

Look at The Sun [Nancy Pie]

Days in the Sun

This Head Ain't Big Enough for the Two of Us

This song was originally written for you, the audience, the Fans. But now I realize it was the Lord speaking to me. Enjoy! 

This Moment

Oh, it was alright at the start.
But then you drank too much, and things just start to slowly fall apart.
And it'll be alright in the end.
And all the other bullshit coming from your friends.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You can't do nothing and expect things just to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

You got yourself some little tart.
Kidding yourself that you're so much better than you are.
They all think you're a fucking dick.
Be better if it didn't take you years to realise it.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You best do something if you're wanting shit to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

So you pour yourself another drink,
And you're gipping in your kitchen sink.
There's empty cans hidden in every hole.

And you're kidding no one but yourself.
There's no escaping mental health.
Reflection staring back all pale and gaunt.

The fun has gone it passed you by.
Old Red eyes they don't even cry.
They only get more angry at the world.

The only solution's another drink.
Another drink and, another drink.
That familiar feeling, all safe and warm.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
Give it three days and you'll be rid of the fucking shakes.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

Cigarettes and Alcohol [2023]

When I'm Gone

Look at you sorting through your halos.
Just as I am walking through the door.
You ain't got many words to say to me, though.
It's not getting better than before.
We must abide.
In the Cassiterides.
No, I've never caught a rabbit, and I'll never catch a rabbit with you.
Now, there's no coming back, no matter what I do.
What fools.
We were.

We don't all exist within the same world.
One in which the choices never end.
I'm sure it's lovely in your sunshine.
The grass looks pretty green from down our end.
We struggled by.
In the Cassiterides.
No, i've never caught a rabbit, and I'll never catch a rabbit from you.
The bottom rung of the ladders are simply rotten through.
Boo-hoo.
For who?

Save me.
Out here in the cold.
Your safety.
Is mostly made of gold?
Tame me?
When I'm knowingly mis-sold.
Lately.
Just sat here getting old.
Out of the fold.

You little bastards, always wanting a bit more.
Oh, there's certainly some more of what you've had.
Just poke your head above the parapet.
Quickly have a look and then just grab.
Want an easy ride?
In the Cassiterides.
Oh, you'll never catch a rabbit, and they'll never catch a rabbit for you.
Rome is built for Romans, not for you.
Not you.
Not you.

Safety?
Out here in the cold.
You'd save me?
But I dont have the gold.
Tame me?
Never in this life.
Hold me back?
What gave you the right.
Oh, the right.


Rabbits

Featuring the voices of Rob, Olly, Nancy and Sam. 

Us and Them [Pink Floyd Cover]

D sides

Slow Motion

Introduction in English

Many of them were persecuted, oppressed, tortured or even murdered. 
But many of them escaped their perpetrators and potential butchers and emerged even stronger from these struggles for survival. 
And especially at a time when the tyrannical powers are raising their heads again, when a repressive right-wing shift is taking place all over the world, they are more important than ever;
In their unmistakable clarity, their healthy stubbornness, their intuitive knowledge to protect the all-encompassing love and vitality in the world from the destructive forces of fascist systems.
With my song I want to encourage all free spirits to show themselves even more and to go forward. And I want to encourage all listeners of this song to open up more to their own free-spirited side.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Free spirits

They never let themselves be bent
Never let any repression get them down

They have a keen sense
For what is real or just false adornment

They follow their own tracks
They tick according to their own clocks

They are with themselves and yet open-minded
They change and remain true to themselves

Often stand on their head
Don't like to swim with

Every ancient braid
Is sprayed with color
Until it burns out

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable

They dream with their eyes open
Make a thousand mistakes, seem to be no good

Are often still unrecognized, banished from the grill plate
Yet they sparkle beneath the sand  

They are often underestimated
Violated in their dignity
Abandoned in the forest by the mainstream
They wear orchids 
Can see in the dark
Can walk blind on clouds

Are outraged alive
Say out loud what bothers them

Are driven by love
For themselves, the humans and the world

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable
lay down in the light
lay down in the light
Lay
Down
In
The 
Lieght

Deutscher Originaltext:

Freigeister

Sie lassen sich niemals verbiegen
Von keiner Repression unterkriegen

Sie haben ein feines Gespür
Für das was echt ist oder nur falsche Zier

Sie folgen Ihren eigenen Spuren
Sie ticken nach Ihren eigenen Uhren

Sie sind bei sich und doch aufgeschlossen
Sie wandeln sich und bleiben sich treu

Stehen oft auf dem Kopf
Schwimmen ungerne mit

Jeder uralte Zopf
Wird mit Farbe besprüht
Bis er verglüht

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt

Sie träumen mit offenen Augen
Machen tausend Fehler, scheinen nichts zu taugen

Werden oft noch verkannt, vom Grillteller verbannt
Dennoch funkeln sie unter dem Sand  

Gerne werden sie unterschätzt
In ihrer Würde verletzt
Vom Mainstream im Wald ausgesetzt
Sie tragen Orchideen 
Können im Dunkeln sehen
Können auf Wolken blind gehen

Sind lebendig empört
Sagen laut, was sie stört

Sind von Liebe getrieben
Für sich, die Menschheit und die Welt

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In 
Das
Licht
Gelegt

Freigeister (Free Spirits)

A little glimpse.
The smallest glance at summer.
Guides me.
Up into the trees.
Pretty green.
The nervy days.
The golden gates of May,
Which always make us wait,
Out of the substrate.

It's Springtime.
What we waiting for?
This time.
I've been saving till now.
I'm gonna make it somehow.
Springtime.
Side stepped the falling leaves.
Forget supposed meritocracy.
I'll climb up your ladder somehow.

The smallest win.
Is somewhere to begin.
The autumn winds.
No longer seemed so keen.
Pretty Green.
The world returns.
In golden blades of song.
A whisper from your tongue.
Two million blackbirds can't be wrong.

It's springtime.
We've all been waiting for.
This time.
We're gonna make it all ours.
We're gonna put in the hours.
Springtime.
Forget the darker days.
This time.
We're gonna make it somehow.
We're gonna let it all out.

It's springtime.
What you waiting for?
This time.
I've been saving till now.
So what you waiting for now?
Springtime.
Forget the birds and bees
Some such floating on the lightest breeze.
I'm gonna let it all out.

Springtime (Reprise)

Oh, little darling you're a spire.
Floating on wires, up high.
No getting tired.
Oh, you're still buzzing like a queen.
Like a soda stream. 
Like a losing team.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what an awful state, as my meaning takes.
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.

Oh, little darling, you're a liar.
A soul on fire.
Crossed somewhere below the pyre.
You hid your secrets in the mire.
A slight of hand, removes the choir. 
From the outliers.
Oh, little darling how's your lows? 
A trip below.
To seek what we all know.
A month at least until you fly.
Soaring up high.
Goodbye, to all goodbye.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what an bloody state.
Aw, the message grates?
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ending the dream.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what an awful state, as my meaning takes.
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.

Count To Three

A monkey falls down on his knees.
Looks around at his friends in the trees 
Thinks why can they all do as they please?
All the while.

An emerald grows deep in the ground.
With pressure building up all around. 
All the while just sinking down.
Right down. (down, down)

That man just the same as you.
Quietly checking the view.
A-resting in the vestibule.
Just cool. (cool, cool)

All the lonely, sedentary.
Nesting, pedantry.
Distressing, reverie.
Of soft fools.

Watch my back boy.
Have at you!
We're all swimming in the same school.
Fuck your rules.
Blah, blah, blah.

Oh, monkey in your tree.
Tell me how you keep your forest so clean.
When you're dropping all those berries.
All around. (round, round)

Like the dead man that lay on the ground.
Aren't you tired of just lounging around? 
You did never make your sound.
For Me. (me, me)

So the galaxy is the sky?
And the stars are just a-whizzing by?)
While we all live our lives.
Down below. (low, low)

An ancient prophesy.
For a tired remedy.
For a coronation scene.
Surrounds you.

Watch my back boy.
Have at you!
We're all swimming in the same school.
Fuck their rules.
Blah, blah, blah.

Watch my back boy.
Have at you!
We're all singing in the same school.
Fuck their rules. [x2]
Blah, blah, blah.

Monkeys

Rainy Days and Mondays [Carpenters Cover]

great collab with myself and boilerman'' You elevevate me"'music and amazing guitar Boilerman check him out on soundcloud.Lyrics Vocals and Harmonies Gary Hayward,to make things original and different hope you like

'''Elevate Me""" collab Boilerman Music.gary hayward vocals and lyrics

𝕴 𝕷𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕾𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 - 𝖁2

Atom The Hero

nightswvm

Equinox

Music for Content Creators – DIRECT DOWNLOAD from SoundCloud!

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Title: City in the Autumn Rain
Music by Michael Herter
Genre: Jazz, Piano, Saxophone
Video: https://youtu.be/1tljRusF5ZA

"City in the Autumn Rain" paints a vivid picture of a quiet cityscape wrapped in the gentle embrace of a fall drizzle. The piano and saxophone solos move like raindrops, their melodies delicate yet deeply emotive. The double bass provides a grounding presence, while the string section sweeps in like a breeze through damp streets. Subtle rhythms from the snare drum and hi-hat, played with brushes, evoke the soft patter of rain on cobblestones. This slow, relaxing composition invites listeners to lose themselves in the reflective mood of a rainy autumn day.

D-Dur; 4/4; 60 bpm

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City in the Autumn Rain

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I Miss You, But It’s Still Fuck You

First recorded in December 2022.
From the album Salt.

It's a song about the castle.

This new version was mixed and mastered by
Woods Studio Norway Mixing and Mastering 
www.soundcloud.com/woods_studio 

LYRICS

There's a castle that stands,
on a hill, above the sands,
while the people below,
hatch some plans. 
Though the fields and the trees,
are packed with stupidity.
Might be you, could be me,
naturally.

These were the ways.
That they kept you in place.
These were the ways.
Back in the days.

As the castle looks down,
ashen faced, in the town, 
oh, the people they frown,
looking down.
And they never glance up,
at these rocks they've piled above, 
piled for years, piled with tears,
piled with love. 

These were the ways.
That they kept you in place.
These were the ways.
Back in the days.

The castle surrounds, 
a cliff top, above the town, 
seabirds cry,
as they circle around 
Control has no bounds,
like a face in the clouds,
looking down at the state of the town. 

And what will we be.
For one thing, were not free.
There's a castle, 
which watches, 
you go.

Castles [2024 Remaster]

Business

All music by me, except "Maybe" by Whitney Porter and Me.

Special thanks to Kahlan Davis, John Moreland, Whitney Porter, and Toxic Bros.

Small Talk

It's time to come home. "Coming Home (I.M.U)" is my final single of 2024 and an homage to my progressive house roots as well as an entry in my 'post-EDM' songbook. The artwork and chord progression are inspired by my hometown of San Francisco. Can't wait to hear what you think! 🏠

OUT NOW: hypeddit.com/tatesedar/cominghomeimu

LYRICS:

VERSE 1
Late nights
All alone
Call my
Friends at home

PRE-CHORUS 1
But they don’t
Tell me
How to get over you
That’s something that I never do

CHORUS
I miss you
All the time, I do
I miss you
All the time
When are you coming home?

DROP 1

VERSE 2
Get by
On my own
Street lights
Guide me home

PRE-CHORUS 2
But they don’t
Show me
How to get over you
That’s something that I never do

CHORUS

DROP 2

OUTRO CHORUS

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Coming Home (I.M.U)

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One night, stranded in LA after a gig with a dead phone and no bus in sight, a stranger offered me a ride. Though hesitant, I trusted my intuition and accepted. They turned out to be kind, sharing life advice that stayed with me. 
The song, inspired by that experience, explores how, even in a world where fear and caution are necessary, we still yearn for connection and trust. It’s a reflection on the beauty of unexpected human bonds, vulnerability, and hope — a message that feels more urgent than ever.
 
The song was co-produced with the late Jesse Colin Young (of the 60s hit Get Together), and was recorded live in the studio with legends Laurence Juber (Grammy-winning guitarist for Paul McCartney's Wings), Kenny Aronoff (John Mellencamp), and Jorgen Carlsson (Gov't Mule).

Lyrics:

Verse1

Summer skies and neon signs
But I was lost in the night
You called out, but no reply
Coz you seemed suspiciously nice

Verse2

Nothing else was in sight
And I kinda needed that ride
Something told me I'd be alright
But (I) had to think twice, I wonder why

Prechorus

In a world of deep blue riptides,
We build our walls up high
But don't we wish and hope to God we find
Find a little sunshine

Chorus

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

Verse3

I get too stuck up sometimes
I say I'm doing just fine
coz if I ask for help it might
Make 'em think I'm the weak type

Prechorus

In a world of deep blue riptides,
We build our walls up high
But don't we wish and hope to God we find
Find a little sunshine

Chorus

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
Don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

Bridge

Passing by,
I see the diamonds in the sky
I see them in your eyes,
All this time
Didn’t you realize
We have found that light

Chorus

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
Don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
Don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

A Little Sunshine

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Hippity Hop

Echoes In The Void

A warm and intimate folk pop ballad built on fingerpicked acoustic guitar, soft male vocals, and subtle string textures.
“I Still Hear You” reflects on the lingering presence of someone who’s no longer there — not in loud words, but in the quiet spaces, in light, in silence.
It’s a song about memory, grief, and emotional stillness — wrapped in organic instrumentation and natural room reverb.

If you enjoy acoustic, singer-songwriter, indie folk, or soft rock with heartfelt lyrics and slow, introspective energy, this one’s for you.

Recorded in a minimalist setting with cello, harmonium, and mandolin, this track leans into emotional detail and quiet dynamics. Best heard on headphones — or late at night.

#folkpop #acoustic #singersongwriter #malevocals #indiefolk #introspective #nostalgic #emotional #ballad #analogvibes #slowtempo #autumnsong #latenightmusic #TomLysar

I Still Hear You

CoreX - Noon

Point Michaud Summers

Something a little different. Hope you all enjoy it. Thank you all for the feedback💯👊🏾🫵🏾 

It's a Vibe

Country love song - young love and loyalty

My Man

Dancing Silence

Iteration 7

Gearing up for what's to come, You Run, but you don't know where. You cry, but you don't know why. Northern lights come calling, long days turn to long nights.
Gearing up for the long walk home, under aurora moonlit sky. 
Not long ago, you ruled the world. Not long ago, you were sure. Everything has a place and time, now there's no time left.
Gearing up for what's to come, You Run, but you don't know where. You cry, but you don't know why. Northern lights come calling, long days turn to long nights.
Gearing up for the long walk home, under aurora moonlit sky.

Feed Me

16th April is the anniversary of the Battle of Culloden - this is a song about the battle and the aftermath.
 please see FB link for more back ground https://www.facebook.com/david.s.mccormack.9  Thank you for listening :)

To Whom It May Concern

A progressive synth pop track for 2020. Part of several new tracks exclusive to soundcloud.

A Novel Way To Spend An Hour

The Rapture

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



