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Top Re-Ex Alt Rock Tracks

Legit SoundCloud tunes

New songs released in the first half of 2023. From the Albums Frank, After Bar Sinister and A Number of Mirrors.




2023: Danny Dyer's Chocolate Homunculus

SpukSchreibMaschine

Deserted

Matt Hancock

Haven't Seen The Sun

Look at The Sun [Nancy Pie]

Days in the Sun

Crunchy bluesy rock with a nod to ZZTop.  Mix and Master by BeatsEdit.com.

Caffeine/What do you believe?

Many thanks to The Bawl Slant for mixing and mastering this one for me. Excellent job. 
https://on.soundcloud.com/zF2rL

Salty Sea [The Bawl Slant Remaster]

Chucking away.
The time you thought you'd saved up.
Just a lot of descents. 
You're putting off your makeup.
Till they've had their say.
Now you are feeling lonely.
The world turning grey.
They all get a say. 

Can't save it all.
Throw it all away.
Stop saving up for a rainy day. 

The unwritten page.
Your future feeding slowly.
Solely displayed.
So you feel haunted ghostly.
A blanket of rage.
A warming cloth of kindness.
A look of dismay.
A feeling obeyed. 

Can't save a thing.
Not a piece of cake.
It's never yours, it just goes to waste. 

Can't waste a thing.
As it slips away.
No point in waiting for a chosen day. 

Next thing you know.
You've got a ways to go.
But you cannot know.
If you will get a go.
Time can go slow,
But also run away from.
And quickly fade.
A sudden shade. 

Can't save it all.
Throw it all away.
Stop saving up for a rainy day. 



You Can't Take It With You

Indie rock tune with great bass of Gregor Alič.

Single about how love can be sweet and how it can be hard, about how it pumps the heart beat up and how it can make one feel hopeless.

Mixed and mastered - A7 Recording Studio (http://www.a7recordingstudio.com)
Produced by Blaž Pavšič
Bass by Gregor Alič

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Hopeless, bitter and sweet

A cover of a song by Seize the Day that I found on here and really liked. It doesn't top the original, so head on to his page and give him a listen. 
www.soundcloud.com/labiserock
or this is the song.
https://on.soundcloud.com/KVPrd

Lyrics (which I definitely got wrong)

Feel the silence of your shame.
If you're lost and turned around.
Feel the anger in your soul.
Shake your mind, or close your eyes.

You get down like a bear skin, 
on the ground, you get down.
Shake your mind.

You get down with the bullshit,
in the trash, you get down.
Shake your mind.

Feel the evil in your tongue.
Which you could do without.
Feel the movement in your skin.
Put some ice right in your veins.

You get down like a bear skin, 
on the ground, you get down.
Shake your mind.

You get down with the bullshit,
in the trash, you get down.
Shake your mind. 

Shake your mind. (x4)

How do you feel so fine?
Your smile seems to say.
Shake your mind.



Shake Your Mind [Seize The Day Cover]

Oh, the sea surges up to the steps,
people turn away from the squall.
Wild the wind carries on through the cracks, in the window pane, or the walls.
And the distant smells of the spring,
seem so far away, February.
On the edges, the growth just begins, barely peeking out, staying small.

Oh, the purple that drips down the garden wall, doesn't feel the rain, or the cold.
Though the cracks in the concrete are widening, it's just containing, ever more.
Like the distant faces without, never welcoming, don't begin.
Always outside and not looking in, never reckoning, not at all.

Mr Jones wont you settle down.
If you wanted to get better you'd of wrote yourself the letter. 
It must contain everything, 
That you've ever thought or felt from the start of this thing. 
Of course, you're just finding this out. 
You really should of known and had this all figured out by now.
You see, you just can't be helped, 
won't even take advice as we dish it out.

Mr Jones we're trying to help you out.
If you'd just ignore our mistakes and stop pointing them out. 
You'd see that you're really caught in our trap.
Cause we can't offer you help until you've sorted it out yourself.
This is the cheapest way,
for us to think weve made the slightest difference today.
Whilst doing practically nothing.
To be honest we wouldn't know where to begin.

Oh, the caption reserved for the photograph, doesn't try to tell, truth at all.
Like the face and the clothes that belong to me, all I'll ever be, for yourself.
Like a trinket that once held a memory, a forgotten thing, a miss step. 
Or a plant that emerges a week early, in the frosty breeze, fading health.









The Outsider

Superlative Sister Susie.
Drinking anything she's feeling bluesey.
Like a Romany River Queen.
Telling all her stories, but they're hard to believe.
Contango clever me. 
Ugly apple blossom hanging from that tree.
Superlative cycler man.
Abraxas anthus, hidden plans.

You took it all, passed it off as a word.

The White Knight of Lenster is sitting down. 
A rover scout, he's looking around.
When Silver Bob of Langville talks.
He's a crossmatch craftsman. 
A clever walk.

Altered the bar and made the absurd. 

Romany River Witch. 
Four thousand holes just formed a ditch.                                     Oh, we could go and frequent such. 
All the best doggies are learning Dutch.
Contigious felonies. 
When you stood down, you bruised your knees. 
Argento placental crutch. 
Nothing really ever matters so much.

You gave your word to notify blame.
You watched as I went down in flames.

Romany River Queen

In my dreams I am creator of worlds
Bang the Big Bang, dive into black holes
Until the heat death I prevail
I am the master of the universe
Crying, trying to reverse this curse
It's gotten constantly worse
Expand, contract, don't lift the veil
Wake me up!

Please don't blame me, save me from myself
Gently shake me, wake me up (I am sleeping)
Softly sway me, bath me in your love
Slowly break me, take me up

I am directing an epic
Grand and cinematic, overly dramatic
With twists and turns to scramble your brain
I myself play agonist and protagonist, secondary characters too
The cameraman, the vistas he scans, the extras the whole play
Wake me up!

Please don't blame me, save me from myself
Gently shake me, wake me up (I am sleeping)
Softly sway me, bath me in your love
Slowly break me, take me up

I may be able to fool myself, but I will never fool you
I may think I can rule the world, and make the universe too
Wake me from this nightmares, create the sweetest dreams
When the drowsiness fades, wake to reality

Please don't blame me, save me from myself
Gently shake me, wake me up (I am sleeping)
Softly sway me, bath me in your love
Slowly break me, take me up
Help me, save me from myself
Gently shake me, wake me up
Softly sway me, bath me in your love
Slowly break me, take me up

Save Me From Myself

Cover Art: @loveneverprospers

Lyrics:
Tell me the story
Of how you believed
Every little aspect of fucking with me
Could help you feel like you're
Getting too close to me
Don't you feel like you're getting too close to me
I feel like we need a little space, i'll give you distance
Seconds turn to hours then to days you've been so distant
I will make a way I got a name I need established
How can you present yourself with fashion model vintage
When it's clear to see you need some help but you won't listen
Forming my own path i'll get the masses at attention
Gather in the living room it's family television
I've been heating up no I don't wanna take a picture
Can you man up for once?
Or are you still acting like a dunce
People tend to come and go but that's just how life goes
People tend to come and go but that's just how life goes

Am I now the person that you want me to be?
I've been losing touch with my own reality
Bring me back to earth where I can now rest in peace
I still wear the cuts that you have buried in me
There's a skeleton in my closet
Monsters underneath all the furniture
What's the secret kept in the locket
I would bet you that somethings hurting her
I would bet you that somethings hurting her
I would bet you that somethings hurting her

I feel like we need a little space, i'll give you distance
Seconds turn to hours then to days you've been so distant
I will make a way I got a name I need established
How can you present yourself with fashion model vintage

Masses (Prod. Saunter)

Now you're looking through the remnants and the haze.
And a memory's just a picture that must  fade. (away)

I can tell you wanted to leave before you go.
But if it's so nice to meet me, say hello. 
Hello, Hello.

Oh, if history can teach us just one thing.
It's that we all end up right where we begin.
(it's a sin)

I can already watch you leave before you go.
I can already hear goodbye as you say hello. 
Hello, hello.

Can you hear the peels of the liberty bell,
as the jackboots are marching under a grey spell.
Can you hear the growling and wailing in woods, where the Monsters are lurking and up to no good. 
Can you hear the echoes of summer on  grass, as the task master tasks you and sets you to task.
All the good children que sera at the moon.
Which is floating in space like a carnival balloon. 

Oh, the danger in a meeting, good to go. 
And if you give me the wink then I would know. (Oh, for show)

I can already see your smile begin to go.
As you open up the door and say hello.
Hello, hello.




Hello

BRANDON FROM ADDISON "VICES" (PROD. BRANDON FROM ADDISON)

VICES (PROD. BRANDON FROM ADDISON)

loose

Breathing Zombies

call me back, I've got your back, 
no takebacks, i'm on the rack, 
i'm stretched so thin
it's the condition that I'm in
stretched so thin

staring at you at your face on the screen
and i'm wishing you were here
staring at you at your face on the screen
and i'm wishing i was here with you

am i ane of those people  just going trough the motions
cuz it isn't all that simple
surrounded by these complex emotions

staring at you at your face on the screen
and i'm wishing you were here
staring at you at your face on the screen
and i'm wishing i was here with you

walking down the street
head down looking at my feet
beating a path over cold concrete
where's everyone gone that i want to meet

and i'm staring at you at your face on the screen
and i'm wishing you were here
staring at you at your face on the screen
and i'm wishing i was here with you
staring at you at your face on the screen
can't you be why aren't you here with me
staring at you at your face on the screen
and i'm wishing i was here with you

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio
https://soundcloud.com/woods_studio

Face on the Screen 2023 remix

Didnt Know

Let You Go

4 A HUNNED (prod. lilbanshee)

When will i die

STREAM

When Will I Die prod. splashgvng

Acoustic demo of Elliott Smith's "Alameda" performed by Indio Romero (guitar and vocals) and Tigra Romero (vocals)

You walk down Alameda
Shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone
Like some precious only son
Face down, bow to the champion

You walk down Alameda
Looking at the cracks in the sidewalk
Thinking about your friends
How you maintain all them in
A constant state of suspense

For your own protection over their affection
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own
'Cause you can't finish what you start

Walk down Alameda brushing off the nightmares you wish
Could plague me when I'm awake
So now you see, your first mistake
Was thinking that you could relate
For one or two minutes she liked you
But the fix is in

You're all pretension
I never pay attention
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own
'Cause you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own
'Cause you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own
'Cause you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
If you're alone it must be you that wants to be apart

Alameda

Alameda (Elliott Smith cover)

This house is just rooms which you filled up with smoke.
(I stand alone).
This house is just room after room full of ghosts.
(Awoken, froze).
An endless parading, masquerading, repost.
(All faded gold)
All empty, delaying, echoing, despairing.
Denying, all-knowing, reborn.

Give me some time.
Give me some kind of love.
Just give me some space with my dreams.
A portent or something arrives from above.
Just give me a moment to breathe.

This house is subconscious, aware of without.
(Into the unknown).
This house has a plan for the brain it's left out.
(Better off gone).
An empty, decaying, unswaying, expanding.
Demanding, backhanding, alive.
Any answers you get are just met with stone silence.
I'm supposed to,
Drag this stone.
Alive.

Give me some time.
Give me something to love.
Just give me some space in my dreams.
A collage or something arrives from below.
Just give me this moment I need.

I'm alone.
Stately home.
Alive.

Give me some time.
Give me all your love.
Just give me the moment I need.
A warning or something, rise up from beneath.
I'll be alright if I just breathe.



Haustraum

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]

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