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First hidden gems playlist of the year, resulting from my listening marathon around Christmas. All these songs have less than 1000 plays and deserve more listens!

Hidden Gems 2025-01

RepostExchange8

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.

Assets and potential from re-ex feb-25

Beating Edge

music inspired by the novel The Celestial Palace by Steven Lance Fornal

Keepers of the NonLight

Matt Hancock

Haven't Seen The Sun

Look at The Sun [Nancy Pie]

Days in the Sun

Hey loves! "Strip" is a song about empowerment and self love. It's all about embracing who you are, flaws and all, and owning your uniqueness with confidence.I wanted to create a track that celebrates individuality and encourages everyone to strip away the expectations and judgments of others. It's about standing tall in your own skin and feeling beautiful just the way you are.Through "Strip," I hope to inspire you to love yourself fiercely and unapologetically. Whether you're rocking your favorite outfit or just being your authentic self, remember that you are enough, exactly as you are. So, let's strip away the negativity and shine bright together! You're amazing, just the way you are.

Tasha - Strip

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]

Big remix with big love ! I'm an emerging artist so I still lack experience, this is the first time I've made a remix and I wanted to try my luck in this competition, I hope you like it.

Sleepwalking (Two Faces Remix)

Issey Cross-Sleepwalking (Two Faces Remix)[Available on Bandcamp]

Feeling sleepless? Listen to the moonrise.

Moonrise

written, performed, arranged and recorded by:
Stoniam

Liam J Boyle - guitar, bass, piano, drums, vocals, mix, mastering
Stone X Catcherye - vocals, lyrics

Magnetism & Affinity

I am magnetized just by your smile
I'm in love with you, I'm attracted to
a deep affinity for your soul

grow a rose out of Stone
concrete molds I have broke
magnet soul, not a clone
left alone, I explode

but you see, the magnet is in my head

I am energized just by your eyes
I'm in love with you, I adore the view
& deep affinity for your soul

sunken boat, lost at sea
no one dares look for me
on my own since my teens
no one stares no one sees

but you see the madness is in my head

I am hypnotized just by your light
I'm in love with you, this enamored mood
this deep affinity for your soul

Magnetism & Affinity

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

Written in a Post loss pre funeral haze hope you enjoy it

Shock!

Skywalker

When I was a child. 
I thought it was only a ride.
Was there laughter and loving, and music and singing your songs. 
Not for long.
Was there was food in our bellies, and something on telly, to watch. 
Like the clocks.

When I was a child. 
I told myself it was just fine
As I drank from the fountain, of spirits and beer and wine. 
For some time.
See, there's stuff to be taken, and holes to be sank in. 
Sometimes, drew a line.

I feel no cold as I sit with the moon and the tree.

Inside I ache.
I'm on the take.
These deals I make.
Roll on.
Yet as a child.
I'd raise a smile.
As I walked them miles.
Alone.

When I was a boy.
I was easily fooled by your ruse. 
But it grew so much bigger, got sold down the river and gone. 
Right or wrong.
See, there's nothing that's lasting.
It's all in the past, for too long. 
Sang that song.

See, I was too young, 
and I couldn't see wood for the trees.
I was caught in the cross wind of holes we get stuck in. 
We're gone. 
Far too long.
The winds keep on gusting.
Surrounded by rough things at dawn. 
You're falorn.

I feel no cold as I sit with the moon and the tree.

Inside I ache.
I'm on the take.
These deals I make.
Roll on.
Yet as a child.
I'd raise a smile.
As I walked them miles.
Alone.

I feel no cold as I sit with the moon and the tree.

Inside I ache.
I'm on the take.
These deals I make.
Roll on.
Yet as a child.
I'd raise a smile.
Now I'm a child.
No more 

The Moon And The Tree

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

There was a time when I liked the mean streets.
Alcohol, the drugs, the pizzas.
Feeling I was getting somewhere fast.

But, all them times they were too risky
All them people nowt but piskies.
Nothing in that world is built to last.

Though alcohol stirred my emotion.
Held me back from true devotion.
Holds you back from any given task.

Kids they change things.
Life is savage.
All you wanted was no baggage.
Something has to give. 
It's really this or that.

The causes that you thought important.
Melt away with holy portents.
Honey drizzled, cold war, dazzled hearts.

And all the naying, saying, lovers.
Soft, warm legs underneath covers.
Couldn't help me now. 
That we're apart.

Your sky will never fill my pages.
Barely heard of all your sages.
Take a look for me.
Before we start.

Oh, up and down, and far below.
It's all the same to me, you know.
The portrait of an artist. 
Giving away all his art.

Oh, I'll...
Say it, then.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
Because I'm old.
oh, I'll...
Say it again.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
Because I'm old.

We send the kids to school for learning.
Half an eye on future earnings.
Whatever will now become of me?

A spent and used up commissary.
Delivered on time just barely.
Why'd you give me sight.
If I can't ever hope to see?

Your machinations drove me crazy.
Doubled up. 
Accused of lazy.
Trapped by lack of sleep that I can't beat.

Who cares to dance? 
When all above.
The puppet masters strings are cut.
Here I am sitting. 
Won't you go and dance for me?

Oh, I'll...
Say it, then.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
Cause I am old.
Yeah, I'll...
Say it again.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
I'm just too old.

Their covid left me blurry, weary.
I was not like all the teary.
Pan bang, sap eyed, abide, pleasant chaps.

And all you worry wort, dag naggers.
In cahoots with the flag shaggers.
Ruined all my feelings toward the past

Your rules were made to be heartbroken.
Everything is bought with tokens.
How'd we get our foot off of the gas?

Money comes to cause it's mischief.
Always rooted for the sneak theif.
Boffins kinda gave me creeps.
Never gave me laughs.

I've no concerns about your Facebook.
Crushed the car.
But kept the log book.
Hushed. Momento mori. Fancy free.

You over-ruled me nationally.
Watched my family dilly dally.
Sleeping. Creeping. 
Further out from me.

Your anodyne, pontificating,
deals you are making with Satan.
How I wish you'd try to let it...
Let it wander free.

They rubber stamped your reliquary 
Fuck the rich, man.
They are lairy.
In the end.
Well, there... 
There is only me.

The Mean Streets

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

In these crazy times, everyone needs a cheerful  song. Hopefully, you'll enjoy this Folk/Jazz/ hybrid with a Ska ending.
Why not take a walk on a perfect day in Mr. Shade's neighborhood?

Lyrics:
I used to spend my days
Grinding my axe
I never knew how to relax
I could get  hung up on a memory
Ohh, that's my half assed symmetry
Walking down the street
Shuffling to my beat
The sky overhead
And the earth at my feet
I've packed up my problems
Put them in the backseat
I'm working on my karma balance sheet

I just wanna get high all day
By staring in your perfect face
Look into infinity
I'm in the vicinity
Of a perfect time and place

"Hello there, neighbor!"
"Hello, friends."
"Hello neighborhood dogs and cats"

Oh, I used to get hung up on a memory
That's my half assed symmetry
Walking down the street
Shuffling to my own beat
The sky overhead
The earth at my feet
Going to the house where we meet
The dogs in the neighborhood
They're grinning through their teeth

I just wanna get high all day
By staring into your perfect face
Look into infinity
I'm in the vicinity
You never know when you're making a memory

Here I go. 
I think I'm gonna take a little walk in my neighborhood
Hey Universe!
What do you have in store for me today?
I've got a little sunshine therapy coming on!
Yeah! You know I do
I just wanna get high all day
By looking into your perfect face
High all day
I don't need nothing
Nothing but your perfect face
I feel like I'm in the perfect time and space

Your Perfect Face

In this track, I enjoyed blending harsh, overdriven guitars with soft melodies and a synth bass. The song's main vibe is dark and dreamy.

I recorded, mixed, and mastered the track using the AKAI MPC.

Youth

Imperial Measures  " Promise of the Morning"   Jan. 1st

https://imperialmeasures.hearnow.com/the-promise-of-morning

Falling

This is the musical journey accompanying the harrowing events of Book 3 of "Hinter uns das Land" ("Behind Us The Land"), a poignant novel by Frank Talmon l'Armée. As the war closes in, the Feyerabend family, along with countless others, is forced to make the heart-wrenching decision to flee their beloved home in East Prussia. This collection of 16 tracks captures the emotional turmoil and the perilous journey that unfolds, painting a vivid sonic picture of a family caught in the midst of historical upheaval.

Book 3 plunges the listener into the chaos and fear of the final days of the war in East Prussia. The once-familiar streets of Danzig (now Gdańsk) become a haunting labyrinth of desperation and uncertainty as Inge and her family navigate the treacherous path to the harbor. The music reflects the growing tension, the ever-present threat, and the agonizing choices forced upon those seeking refuge. You will sense in the music the desperation of many refugees, but also their determination to survive.

The journey culminates in the boarding of the "Lappland," a vessel overflowing with refugees, all carrying their own stories of loss and hope. As the ship embarks across the vast and unforgiving Baltic Sea, the music evokes the vastness of the ocean, the precariousness of their situation, and the uncertain future that awaits them. You can hear in the sounds the inner turmoil of the characters: the children who do not yet fully comprehend what is happening and the adults who try to hold on to hope in the face of unimaginable fear.

From haunting melodies that echo the emptiness of a lost home to surging orchestrations that mirror the turbulent sea, this soundtrack captures the full spectrum of human emotion in times of war. Moments of quiet reflection are interspersed with powerful, driving rhythms, reflecting the resilience and determination of those who refuse to give up hope, although they know their lives will never be the same.

This musical collection offers a unique and immersive experience, drawing the listener deeper into the world of "Hinter uns das Land." It's a testament to the enduring power of family, the unwavering human spirit, and the search for peace amidst the ravages of war.

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The Final Breath

Sheet Music

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]

*In dedication to the victims of the LA fire, which burned while I worked on this song. 
Instrumental by Oussama Arichi
Vocals, Lyrics, Mix by Nadia Selvaggi
P-line:
℗ 2025 Nadia Selvaggi. Oussama Arichi
C-line:
© 2025 Nadia Selvaggi, Oussama Arichi

Pasadena Nights by Oussama Arichi & Nadia Selvaggi

Here is my 5th track with the virtual singers Nathali and Mai from Dreamtonics. 
This title is my small contribution to the fight against homophobia

Free To Be

fool

You Never Know is a funked up punk-a-tude bluesy swinging new indie rock song about the fact that You Never Know. Pulling from funk, blues, Americana, and rock, with a punk attitude and lyrics about state of the modern world peppered with a healthy dose of skepticism and justifiable cynicism about the absolute certainty so many people claim to possess. This song will make you want to dance while you call out the BS. 

You never know! 
You think you know
But you don’t know
I learned along time ago 
That ya never know!

You think you know
But you don’t know!
You say its true
Because you say so
But I ain’t buying what your selling yo!
  
Take a look back through history
Only one thing’s a certainty
The future will remain a mystery
Something we’ll never know

Some people turn to the good book
Some people give their crystal ball a look
No matter what you try and do though
Fact is, you never know!

If you went and had a look
Read every word in every book! 
The record clearly shows
That ya never know!

You never know!
You think you know
But you don’t know
I learned a long time ago 
That ya never know 

Some people turn to the good book
Some people give their crystal ball a look
No matter what they try and do though
Fact is, you never know!

If you went and had a look
Read every word in every book! 
The record clearly shows
That ya never know!

You think you know
But you don’t know
You say its true
Because you say so
But I ain’t buying what your selling yo
Cuz ya never know

Take a look back at history
Only one thing’s a certainty
The future will remain a mystery
Something we’ll never know!

You think you know
But you don’t know
I ain’t buying what your selling yo
I learned along time ago 
That you never know.

You Never Know

You Never Know - Defiantbutterfly

lucky to be 

talking about the cold cold wet winter    		
La Nina is promising to bring us this year   		
You say you don’t like wasting time on such small talk 	
But the weather keeps changing in such big big ways   	
And can you deny the size of those waves  		
Can not deny the size of these waves			

We’re shopping at Big Lots store closing sale
We’re looking for bargains on bargains on bargains
Its so much better than the zoo at the wallyworld
You won’t ever find me there on black Friday
But can you deny the size of those savings
You can not deny the size of those savings

We walked to MacDuff’s for a couple of beers 
We sat in the back while the band set up their gear
We snuck out the side door when they started to play
strolled home hand in hand under the moon in the sky
and can you deny the size of that satellite
I can not deny the size of that satellite
you can not deny
aren’t we 
Aren’t we so lucky to be 

I’m holding you tight under the covers
Here in my arms where you’re cozy and warm
And it doesn’t matter if it’s stormy outside
Here in my arms you can weather the storm
And can you deny the size of my love for you
Can not deny the size of my love for you
You can not deny the size of my love for you

Talking about the cold cold wet weather
La Nina is promising to bring us thing year 
You say you don’t mind the cold dark wet days
As long as together we can weather the storm
And can you deny the size of my love for you
Can not deny the size of my love for you
You can not deny the size of my love for you
You can not deny
Aren’t we 
aren’t we so lucky to be
Yes we’re so lucky to be

Lucky to Be

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

https://ffm.to/i-lost-her
https://youtube.com/shorts/dg4kQhZM-Vw?feature=share
https://www.tiktok.com/@beatingedge/video/7471403082350365974
"I Lost Her to a Previous Version of Me" isn’t exactly your typical love song... but hey, close enough! 💔🫠 A tale of regret, self-sabotage, and the bitter realization that *past you* might have been the worst third wheel ever. Perfect for Valentine’s Day if your idea of romance comes with a side of existential crisis. Enjoy! 😘
Released on major streaming platforms on February 14, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

They say you die twice
Once when they put you in the ground
The second is the last time anybody talks about you
So I guess I could be alive
'Cause I hear about that handsome fool all the time
And I curse the day she found him

I feel like a ghost
I walk around with the form of a man
But he's not me
Babe
I don't know who I am
'Cause she doesn't come around here
I don't feel her presеnce anymore
Yeah
I lost her to a previous version of me
Baby
What for?

Yeah
She never even saw it coming
Counseled me when he ran in
Even helped me back on my feet
But now it's black and white
She talks about me with those eyes
Never thought I'd fight for my life

But she swears to God
She swears up and down that it's him
I ask her
"Was it all just pretend?
Or were you always his?"

Yeah
She never even saw it coming
Counseled me when he ran in
Even helped me back on my feet
But now it's black and white
She talks about me with those eyes
Never thought I'd fight for my life

'Til he came back home
Covered in Billy
Gave her that smile
Said that he's changed
Gonna stay for a while
Now she counts in "we"
And I count in weeks

Yeah
She never even saw it coming
Counseled me when he ran in
Even helped me back on my feet
But now it's black and white
She talks about me with those eyes
Never thought I'd fight for my life

I Lost Her to a Previous Version of Me

I REMEMBER EVERYTHING - DEZZ  vocals&lyrics EEL guitars&ats (REMIX Just JIMM)

This was originally a song I wrote at the start of the pandemic called "Wait for Summer". I've remixed it and reworked it for non-pandemic times. 

Mastering & drums: A7 Recording Studio 

Lyrics:

The winter path has been so dark
Fear of the other left its mark
In many ways the view is stark.
Spring might be all about the rain
It falls in many forms of pain
And effort may seem all in vain.

But we’re all filled with summer and the
Days of walking in the light,
We will greet one another on the path that’s dazzling bright,
We are all here together making music in the night
Forming stars from the shadows and the twilight.

With every friend a pact is made
To help the ones who are afraid,
And words of calm keep fears away.
A simple conversation now
Will rest the mind and soothe the brow,
Resolve to carry on somehow.

We are all filled with summer and the
Days of walking in the light,
We will greet one another on the path that’s dazzling bright,
We are all here together making music in the night,
Forming stars from the shadows and the twilight.

Bright voices sing to us from windows in the sky
Sometimes we hear them when we try.
Our summer choruses respond to them over time,
Their recognition is sublime.

We are all filled with summer and the
Days of walking in the light,
We will greet one another on the path that’s dazzling bright,
We are all here together making music in the night
Forming stars from the shadows and the twilight.

Filled with Summer

A sweeping, immersive journey through sound, So You Will Be As Me layers soaring post-rock textures with the depth of a string quartet and the solemn weight of a church organ. The track builds from a quiet, glacial stillness into waves of reverberating guitars, the strings weaving in moments of tension and release. The organ rises like a distant storm, adding an almost sacred resonance, as the song ebbs and swells with an aching, cinematic intensity. Rooted in the vast landscapes of Iceland, this piece captures both isolation and connection—something immense yet deeply personal.

Laxá & Heima Kvartett are:

Jussi Siglarson - Guitar
Bjarne Guðjohnsen - Bass
Matthias Helguson - Drums
Mike Taylor - Keyboards
Lisbeth Heima - Violin
Sif Árnadóttir - Violin
Natasha Guðmundsdóttir - Viola
Ída Sigurðardóttir - Cello

So You Will Be As Me [ Icelandic Post Rock]

[Verse 1]
Wires hum in the dead of night,
Neon glow, just a satellite,
Fingers dancing, breaking locks,
Cracking codes on ticking clocks.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every firewall’s just a gate,
Every cipher spells their fate,
Shadow steps, I leave no trace,
I’m a phantom in this place.

[Chorus]
I’m a digital ghost, creeping in the stream,
Sifting through the codes, tearing at the seams.
Buried in the data, hidden in the dark,
I will find your secrets, rip them all apart.

[Verse 2]
Encrypted whispers, silent calls,
Buried files behind firewalls,
One wrong move, the alarms will scream,
But I’m already in your machine.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every password’s just a key,
Every secret’s calling me,
Shadow steps, I leave no trace,
I’m rewriting all your fate.

[Chorus]
I’m a digital ghost, creeping in the stream,
Sifting through the codes, tearing at the seams.
Buried in the data, hidden in the dark,
I will find your secrets, rip them all apart.

[Bridge]
Binary whispers, numbers collide,
Red lights flashing, no place to hide.
You built the walls, but I hold the key,
Now your empire belongs to me.

[Outro]
Delete your name, erase your past,
Ghost in the system, fading fast.
One last breach, and I’m long gone,
Your secrets burn before the dawn.

Digital Ghost

"That's What Friends Are For" is a raw, stripped-down folk-punk anthem that captures the resilience, camaraderie, and bittersweet reflections of everyday life. Built around a driving, percussive acoustic guitar, the song thrives on its rhythmic urgency, with each strum acting as both a pulse and a protest. The lone vocal delivery is direct and heartfelt, carrying a mix of defiance and melancholy, reminiscent of classic Billy Bragg-style storytelling.

Lyrically, the song shifts between moments of nostalgia, frustration, and hope—painting vivid images of fleeting joys with old friends, quiet moments of introspection, and the unshakable feeling of being caught in a system that promises more than it delivers. The recurring chorus, delivered with an almost mantra-like intensity, reinforces the idea that friendship and solidarity are the true anchors in turbulent times.

With no excess instrumentation to hide behind, That's What Friends Are For embraces its simplicity, letting the raw emotion shine through. The stark contrast between the warmth of shared moments and the weight of personal struggle makes it an intimate yet anthemic piece—one that lingers long after the final chord fades.

That's What Friends Are For
You and I, a sunlit sky, and them
We close our eyes and sometimes we pretend

Walk on water, swim against the tide
Gazing at my shoes, I wonder why
But it doesn't stop you trying
And now the sparrows, they're all flying

(Chorus)
That's what friends are for
You know the score
That's what friends are for
That's what friends are for
You know the score

Shadows fall on leaves as they descend
Stand beneath the trees with my old friends
Laugh at jokes I've heard ten times before
It doesn't matter, that's what we're here for

I can't help feeling that they've trained us well
Promising us heaven
While we're living here in hell
How it works out well, it all depends
On you and I, a sunlit sky, and them

But it doesn't stop you crying
And now the sparrows, they're all flying

(Chorus)
That's what friends are for
You know the score
That's what friends are for
That's what friends are for
You know the score

That's What Friends Are For [ Post punk | Singer Songwriter]

Flowing like a stream of golden sound, Mellifluous is a beautifully smooth and harmonious lofi track. Every note melts seamlessly into the next, creating a dreamy atmosphere of effortless bliss.

Apricity

Mellifluous

Website

Jaede Serry - Mellifluous (Mr Silky's LoFi Beats)

Kiera Starr’s latest single ‘Broken Hearted’ marks the third official single from her upcoming sophomore album ‘Through My Eyes’. 

Following the release of the first two singles ‘Motel Whore’ & ‘The Great Depression’ which follow a more rock influenced sound, ‘Broken Hearted’ follows the Pop genre she is known best for. 

The self written, and self produced track, discusses topics of heartbreak, and realising a relationship isn’t working. “The song is pretty much about coming to terms with the fact that the relationship isn’t working. It also shows that the relationship wasn’t meant to be as we are polar opposites. We hurt each other, we drain each other mentally”.

Broken Hearted

Music to the game SHEEP by Bizibee Interactive LLC - Play SHEEP on steam now at store.steampowered.com/app/3636100/SHEEP/

Beginnings

Not only do the sticks and stones hurt, turns out "Words" hurt too.
Is the last thing you say, something you want them to remember you by? 
Blessings to all!

Bryanscottmusic.com

Words

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