Umrandungen, Vol. 1

Umrandungen-01-09 (Remastered 2025)

The idea for this song came after a news broadcast about the problems in Brussels. I wanted to contrast the selfish politics with the wonderful culture in this beautiful city

Brussels

Country Girls Crew

guitar sample - prodhelpless
https://www.instagram.com/leftoverweapon/
https://genius.com/Left-over-weapon-dont-worry-about-me-lyrics

DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME

A raw, stripped-down piano ballad that hits deep. Powerful vocals, haunting atmosphere — for anyone who’s ever felt like they’re barely holding it together. Think Adele meets Billie Eilish in a midnight breakdown. Perfect for late-night feels, heartbreak, or just letting go

Elle Gee & Vin - I Won't Cry

"The Short Story's Ending" by The Dark Messiahs

A slow, smoke-drenched descent into noir jazz minimalism. Sticks Thompson’s restrained percussion and Sonny Rhodes’ sparse piano set a hushed, uneasy mood, while Guy Stansfield’s clarinet and Blue Six’s trumpet emerge in ghostly bursts—echoes in the darkness. Wilt Flowers anchors the piece with deep, deliberate bass, giving the track a sense of weight and finality.

An evocative closing statement—empty streets, last drinks, and nothing left to say.

The Dark Messiahs – The Short Story's Ending | Doom Jazz Noir

S.E. Fireworks, Enschede. Just google it. That tragedy was caused by man-made-foolishness. The tragedy that happens everyday in the Ukraine isn't.

Lyrics

Unbelievable? Perhaps...

She was standing at the window, 3rd floor of the building
On a tropical Saturday, her dreams stuck to the ceiling

And they had asked her to join them, swimming in the lake
She said she wanted to stay at home she needed a break

Ah-ah
(There's never been anything like it)
(There's never been anything like it)


She could see black smoke and a red glow, in the opposite street
She worried and she called her mum while she felt the heat
(God doesn't knock)

Daddy said from behind, close the doors and the window
But the line collapsed the walls turned to ash when the sky exploded
(There's never been anything like it)



The sun was eclipsed by a dark cloud (no chance to run away)
The neighbourhood as we knew it: wiped out
No chance to get away from the warehouse: S.E. Fireworks

(Her remains have never been found)
(There's never been anything like it)
(There's never been anything like it)

(The wonder which has made it all possible)

Yeah
A man-made tragedy.  Stupidity lit it, fools let him
But the tragedy that happens everyday is not caused by a fool,
It’s a butcher with a crown, it’s Putin burning people down


There’s a woman still standing in a room with no walls around her
In a state of shock, apocalypse surrounds her
But Bert on a bike, doesn’t give up til he's found her


She says, you’re late I’ve been waiting
He says, get on the back. We’re relocating
Ooh-ooh
The sun was eclipsed by a dark cloud (no chance to run away)
The neighbourhood as we knew it: wiped out
No chance to get away from the warehouse: S.E. Fireworks

A man-made tragedy
A man-made
Tragedy

Cellar Aged Wines

S.E. Fireworks

By pressing play
you agree to
1. Become a lifelong devotee of this artist
2. Stream everything, even the weird side projects
3. Comment: "Genius"
4. Buy vinyl
Even if you don't own a turntable
Especially if you don't own a turntable

You tapped the beat? That's binding
You laughed? That's proof of consent
By tapping your foot in a public place
you now owe me your attention
until my artistic phase ends
or I fake my death for press

No refunds
No complaints
No skipping the outro

Clause 7b: You will defend me in comment sections
Clause 9: You will quote me in arguments you barely understand
Clause 12: Your soul remains mine
in perpetuity
plus royalties

She ate the fries
He bought the fries
Boom - contract

Somewhere between ketchup
and that third laugh
she apparently co-signed
his entire fantasy

Her wrist brushed his wrist
now she's liable
for his unmet expectations
plus damages

Didn't read the menu?
Still binding
Smiled politely?
That's consent

These are the terms
These are the traps
You clicked "I agree"
without reading the map
No opt-out clause
No human review
By being polite
you said "I do"

Hired on a handshake
you just sold your Sundays
Your dreams?
They've been repurposed
for synergy

The job title said "Creative"
but it meant
"Copy, paste, obey"
You clock in?
You vanish
You breathe in cubicle gray

Your spine?
Company property
Your passion?
A performance metric

See Appendix D
for how to smile on Zoom
while crying on mute
See Section 19
on swallowing your rage
without leaving trace

These are the terms
These are the binds
You didn't negotiate
you were just being kind
Now your silence is debt
Your patience is proof
Your signature's inked
in the sweat of your youth

By hearing this
you acknowledge
All transactions are final
All expectations are assumed
All resistance
is a breach of contract

Thank you for your compliance!

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Mid tempo rock indie song written arranged & produced by John Hardman
John Hardman - vocals, guitars, keys
Original Electroman album artwork by Tristan Greatrex
(p)(c) 2025 Swamp Records UK & Swamp Music UK for all territories

Tear In Your Eye remaster 2025

So, this is actually a song I wrote about a year ago.  Went through an added more to it but the one thing I concentrated on was something I wasn't totally aware of.  The loudness penalty that can occur when uploading music.  So, I adjusted everything to get more in line to what it needs to be hopefully this gets the track more to what it needs to be for quality for what it is.  No means is this a professional mix and master but hopefully a little closer.  Writing music and putting it all together and then mixing it and mastering it myself is a hobby I have and still have a lot of learning as I go.  If curious you can go back and listen to the first works, I have and see if you can hear the improvement of this journey. Hope you enjoy this one and thanks for listening.

So You

Here's Where Your Story Begins

North Georgia's Sonic Dreamer
Born amidst the melodies whispering through the Northwest Georgia hills, music flows naturally for The Steven Timothy Patrick Band. Picking up the guitar at a young age, spending years crafting a sound that traverses the spectrum of dreams – from soft rock's gentle sway to the intricate tapestries of progressive rock.
This music pulsates with the dynamic interplay of drums, bass, keyboards, and guitar. It's a sound both intimate and expansive, reflecting the vast landscapes that inspire me.
Influences have ranged from the soulful rock of Pink Floyd to the timeless Americana of The Eagles. Years of playing guitar live with worship bands have instilled a deep passion for weaving meaningful messages into my music. This foundation is further enriched by the improvisational spirit of Jazz and the infectious grooves of Reggae.

So You

The Steven Timothy Patrick Band

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