first class vocals and harmonies. my granddaughter loves unicorns and loved this song...so do I ..beautiful fiddle

Soo lovely! Magical voices and wonderful music play! Love it soo much!!

amazing and lovely idea👏🏼🤜👑🤛✅☕✅☕🤝⚘💥🙇‍♂️🔥🙇‍♂️🔥

The guitar and the vocals on this are really lovely! And then the fiddle at the end ❤️ so good 😊

My Highlanders and the Others

Re recording of an old song. Solo Guitar and vocals with a little something here and there. Recorded this evening. 

Get up early and start your day
give some time back to yourself today
find the good times all around you
Bring the fun back in your life
leave those old work shoes by the door
you made your share of sacrifice
listen friend take my advice

The time for messing around is in the past
the days are moving by so very very fast
it's time for you to have your say
don't you letting things get in your way
forget about what other people do
and don't you worry about waht they say
cause they don't know you anyway

Save me.. save me.. save me
oh won't you please
won't you save me.. from another day
of doing things in the same old way

So settle up those old affairs
all they're going to get you 
is a head full of grey hairs
you know the folks around
they still love you so
they're gonna smile and wave as they watch you go
so won't you wave goodbye to yesterday
before you get too old and slow
it's time to shine and let it go

Save me.. save me.. save me
yes and carry me along with you
on this beautiful day




Save Me

This is a very old song written when I first picked up my music after a long layoff. It is written about Lena Leonardi, our landlady ( Landlord fit the song better  ) back in 1980. We moved into our new apartment when my joyce was pregnant with our first child. Lena was a sort of Philosopher.. Very hard working and always there to offer advice on whatever. She was very kind to us but she was also tough. I recall times when she would come to the back door when we were late on the rent and pound on the glass , and in her endearing Italian accent she would yell " Liggett!!!  I know you're in there !! PLEASE Liggett! PLease pay the rent !! ".. One time I came to the door and had to explain that we just didn't have the money right at the moment...she took me over to her apartment and sat me down while she prepared a couple of jars of Minestrone soup.. homemade and delicious. She said " Liggett, all you need is a little bread, a little bit of soup and a little bit of wine... that's all you need Liggett "  I never forgot her..Joyce and I talk about her once in a while and quote things she told us.. To this day she is in our hearts and minds.. almost like family. And thats how most of the Italians were to me growing up.. treated me well and looked out for me as I lived in a town called Elmwood Park known as little Italy..  Now, back in november of last year when I made the decision to start uploading all of my songs.. who is there b, among many others of course, but two who have given me the most support and good advice along with wonderful and inspiring music and words? But Michael Ansani and the beautiful folks at The Beating Edge.. From Italy...of course. Oh... and Len Benatti  .. you from Italy too?😊So.. I dedicate this song to them and wish them good fortune and calm seas ahead ! Salute!

Lyrics:

Long ago when I was 21 and I was just out on my own
a pretty new bride and a brand new son
trying hard to make a home
I wasn't ready to settle down and I needed some advice
My old Italian Landlord, she always treated me nice

A simple life and a happy home 
and everything will be just fine
But things don't always go that way 
and you can get a little bit behind
well if you lose direction and you're looking for a clue
my old Italian landlord she always knew what to do

She said:  A little bread and a little soup and a little bit of wine
that's all you need , that's all you need
a little luck and a little love and a little bit of time
that's all you need, that's all you need

I met that old lady, all those years ago
she led a very simple life and she always told you so
she was there when we were hungry 
she was there when we were broke
and even after all these years 
i remember the words she spoke

Now and then I think of her she holds a place in my mind
not too many like her so humble and so kind
I hope there's just a few spread around here and there
looking out for guys like me who need someone to care

She said:  A little bread and a little soup and a little bit of wine
that's all you need , that's all you need
a little luck and a little love and a little bit of time
that's all you need, that's all you need


All you need

“This is to support the global Ehlers-Danlos Awareness Month campaign in May. The song title is inspired by the Ehlers-Danlos Society’s ‘Light It Up” Challenge whereby landmarks and buildings are lit up in orange to raise awareness. Please repost and spread the word - this is very important to me. Please head over to ehlers-danlos.com to support and learn more. Thank you.”

light it up. (For Ehlers-Danlos Awareness Month - MAY 2025)

1,2,3,4
If I could handle the pain as half as you do
I could be a better person 
I could be like you
Some days are dark 
Some days are better
Let’s light it up
Light it together 

Let’s go

Light it up
Spread the word 
Not all pain is seen
Your voice is heard
Shine your lights around the world
Light it up
Light it up, yeah

There’s complexity
Time to make it better
With unity we can get an answer 
An impossibility becoming probable 
Time to change it and make it possible

Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome is painful all the time
Your joints hurt because of how unstable they are 
Your muscles are working twice as hard to make up for unstable joints 
Most people live with daily pain that is somewhere between 5 to 10 on the pain scale 

Up light it up 
Up light it up 
Up light it

Light it up
Your voice is heard

© heart house and the new kindness. 2025

Written, performed*, recorded, produced and mixed by heart house and the new kindness. 
*Spoken word performed by Queen Van Wife And Mamma 
Mastered by DOLBY

light it up. w/ QUEEN VAN WIFE AND MAMMA (for Ehlers-Danlos Awareness Month - MAY 2025)

Is This What You've Been Waiting For?

👿💢💥🕳💣⁂©All Rights Reserved 04-2025
©Lyricist, Mixing, Mastering, Pro License & Creator: Lady ElectroTrek
***

TITLE: HELL ZONE
_____________________________________________________

LYRICS: 
(Verse 1)
Woke up choking on the flames of dread
Dreams burned out
All the colors bled
Shadows creeping
They’re under my skin
This hell zone’s pulling me back in

(Verse 2)
No escape
Just a looping track
A one-way street
No turning back
The air’s so thick it could break my bones
Life’s chaos screaming through the stones

(Chorus)
Hell zone
No time to rest
Heart's a riot
Pounding my chest
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Living on the edge of a landslide

(Verse 3)
Voices echo like a broken bell
Laughter’s gone
Replaced by a yell
The clock’s a joker
Playing its tricks
Time slips by in shattered ticks

(Bridge)
This chaos cuts like a sharpened blade
Every step feels like a bad trade
The sky’s on fire
The ground’s a maze
Lost in the smoke
I’m stuck in a haze

(Chorus)
Hell zone
No time to rest
Heart's a riot
Pounding my chest
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Living on the edge of a landslide

Nowhere To Run

Hell Zone

If you have ever experienced helping friends or loved ones through tough times or ever had support from others when you have been struggling to deal with things, then just remember that there is always hope :) 


Hold on
Take what I have and follow me
Stay with me 
Follow my lead 

Its our time
We can be what we want if we want to be
Don’t waste it
Its something we need

Why is it hard to carry on?
Why do we find it hard
Righting any wrong
Why can’t we see what’s going on
And take it slowly 

In a new light  
You can look back in time and think differently
Stay with me  
I’ll help you to breathe

Move on
We can leave things behind that we don’t want to see
I’ll be with you
If you want me to be
 
Why is it hard to carry on?
Why do we find it hard
Righting any wrong
Why can’t we see what’s going on
And take it slowly

Why is it hard staying strong?
Why do we find it hard
When its easy being wrong
Why can’t we see what’s going on
And take it slowly

Just hold on
Take what I have and follow me
Stay with me 
Follow my lead

Hold On

I never met my paternal grandfather.  He died from a brain tumor at the age of 57, before I was born.  My father never talked about it, but my mother did.  In recounting my grandfather's illness and the family history she knew, she told me that when my grandfather was very young, he and his friends would go play in a number of nearby orange groves. Those groves were beautiful, spacious, and the oranges were free for the taking. Unfortunately, they were also heavily sprayed with pesticides during that time period. My mother believed that my grandfather's exposure to those pesticides most likely played a role in the cancer that took his life many years later.  At the time of his death, there was little attention paid to the notion that pesticide exposure could impact one’s health and longevity, so there was no discussion of the matter when he became ill.

I have often thought about his life, as well as my mother's words. While we'll never completely know what happened, we'll remember my grandfather and this chapter in his story.  There are lessons to be learned from it, as well as similar stories from others.  Our environment should not be harmful to health but should protect it.

This improvised composition was written to remember my grandfather's story.

The Orange Grove

Running with unicorns

“I Still Play” is a personal piece from me, Krissie. I used to perform with a sax in my hands and a dream in my chest.. until life took a bite out of both. Illness changed everything, but it didn’t end my journey, it just sent me down a different road.

This song is for anyone who's had their plans shattered and their voice shaken. You don’t have to quit, just pivot.
Your path may shift, but the music?
It can still be yours. 🎷🖤✨

If you’re curious what that earlier road sounded like, here’s a raw live take from the rehearsal room days, no polish, just pure breath and instinct:
👉Listen to the live take here: https://soundcloud.com/krazy-krissie/unscripted-breath-live-rehearsal-room-take

****Lyrics****

It started with a sax and a secondhand smile
Ten years deep in a dream we made worthwhile
Just friends and songs under birthday lights
No fame, just fire on those Saturday nights
I had a voice behind the sound
Helping others rise while I held the ground

But life don’t ask, it just arrives
A whisper first, then it rewrites lives
I woke up one day, and my body said no
To every rhythm I used to know
Now I create from a different place
And write through pain I can’t erase

But I still play, just in a different way
I build the world where someone else can sway
I lost the notes, but not the sound
The stories still find their way around
It’s not the path I thought I’d take
But it’s still a song I get to make

It’s still a song I get to make…

There’s grief in knowing some doors stay closed
In the weight of what your body never chose
But I won’t fold, I won’t erase
The fire that time can’t displace
I am more than what I’ve lost
I’ve paid the price, but not the cost

So if you’re out there, stuck in pause
If the world don’t clap, just take applause
From the words you write, the tracks you send
Your voice can echo without end

you’re not broken… just renamed…

There was a time I thought it ended here,
When I couldn’t lift the sax I held for years.
No more melodies, no more sound,
Just silence where my life was found.
But silence taught me something new,
That music never leaves, it just finds a different view.

I still play, through every beat I build
Every lyric traced from something I’ve felt
The stage has changed, the lights are new
But the soul of the song is still true
We bend, we burn, but we don’t break
We still make music, for our own sake

We still make music…
For our own sake…

So here’s my solo, made of light
From quiet studios and sleepless nights
No Saxophone in hand, but still I stay,
Because I still play.

I Still Play

This dear listener is a Reprise of my first composition of the Autumn of 2017, which had almost 6,000 plays.  
I Improvised it for a then new and dear friend from across the Ocean in the ancient and storied land of Egypt. Her name is Hanan Gobran, and bless her heart, @https://soundcloud.com/hanangobran                                                                  she featured my music on a Playlist that has reached Many many thousands of Listeners. Thank you, Hanan. <3

So relax...dim the lights, set the player on Repeat at a Medium to Low volume, and EnJOY....

~ Gary

© Gary Courtland-Miles 2025
℗ Gary Courtland-Miles 2025

The Way of the Unicorn *

A haunting exploration of memory, loss, and the eternal echo of love that transcends time. This atmospheric piece weaves together delicate piano melodies, sweeping strings, and intimate vocals to create a sonic landscape where grief transforms into gentle acceptance.

The song speaks to the universal experience of carrying someone's memory through simply speaking their name. It suggests that while time may separate us from those we've lost, their essence lives on in the very syllables we once spoke with love.

Inspired by a poem of Alexander Pushkin

Say my name in silence

This is an old band recording I never planned on sharing. We were practicing in a hall, and one of the guys used to record our sessions, this is one of those takes.

It was many years ago, before I lost the ability to lift my arms. But when I listen, I’m right back there, breathing music into the room with people I cared about. It brings me back so vividly it hurts a little, a lot actually, bittersweet doesn’t quite cover it

The whole thing was improvised. I used to be able to play the saxophone like some people whistle, hearing the tune and responding without thinking. It just flowed, it was the one thing I really excelled at.

The quality’s terrible, I know. This was never meant for anyone else, just a moment captured for us, for joy, for memory, for connection. But I’ve been sharing more of myself lately, and this was, or is, a big part of me.

It’s not perfect. It’s not clean. But it’s real

💜 For anyone who’s had to let go of something they love, this is a piece I got to keep.

🎷 Unscripted Breath (Live Rehearsal Room Take)

This song was written to offer a sensory anchor and create a safe space for anyone moving through a dissociative state or an episode— and can download the song directly for free if you like.  💜🧡🤍
With a gentle, repetitive melody and a steady beat, it provides something tangible to latch onto.  It is meant to feel safe, familiar, and emotionally validating— is meant to help reconnect with themselves and their surroundings without becoming overwhelmed. The calming tempo helps to support natural breathing and heartbeat rhythms, reinforcing presence and inviting a gentle return back to the here and now.


💜🧡
Sunflowers

[Intro]
[vocal harmonies looped around the word barefoot]
I stand barefoot where the wind knows my secrets
and no one’s asking me to explain myself

[Verse 1]
I walk through rows of sunflowers
with my silence intact
they don’t talk
but they’re listening
I don’t have to say what’s on my mind
it’s okay to be quiet

[Chorus]
This is where I can breathe
where I let things go
the wind takes some of it with it
and I don’t have to be brave
It’s calm here
I can end and begin again

[Verse 2]
The soil breathes beneath my feet
tells me—stay you’re enough
even the sun dips down gently
I’ve learned that quiet is tough love
I’m just a small petal falling 
but even the small matter here
I let myself slow down
(and it feels good)

[Chorus]
This is where I can breathe
where I let things go
the wind takes some of it with it
and I don’t have to be brave
It’s calm here
I can end and begin again

[Bridge]
I could say something
but I don’t
the silence is already speaking for me

[Final Chorus]
This is where I come back to myself
where I let things go
the wind takes some of it with it
and I don’t need to pretend
I lose myself to find again
and there’s no need to confess
and here in the silence 
I finally feel at home

Sunflowers

I see a shadow when you smile
It lingers there
It stays awhile
Behind the mask
A secret's curled
A hidden map to your shattered world

Behind the mask
What do you hide
A stormy sea or a quiet tide
Is it fear
Is it fire
Is it fear
Is it fire
Is it pain inside
Behind the mask
Where do you confide

Behind the Mask .mp3

What is a man
Is it the strength in his hand
Or the way he takes a stand when no one understands
Is it the fire in his eyes
The thunder in his stride
Or the tears that he hides
Afraid to let them collide

It’s not the weight he can lift
It’s the love he can give

A man is courage
A man is heart
A man is knowing when to fall apart
A man is empathy
Not just what you see
A man is the fight to simply be free

What’s in a man .wav

Offene Rechnung

Jens Christian Grün (Jens Gruen) - geb. 1965, in Ulm-Söflingen
Guitar, Vocal, Keyboard - Piano
Selfmademan -  autodidaktischer Musiker seit 45 Jahren

War im Gospelchor - Langenau und bleibt ihm treu…

„Musik muss Spass machen - darf aber auch gerne mal Traurig sein“
Zitat vom Balladenmann - der schon immer nur Ballade kann … nicht ganz ernst gemeint

Seit 2014 an Parkinson erkrankt. 
Mag seine Parkinsongruppe, seine Therapeuten,
jegliche Art von Musik - Live oder von Konserve -
SWR1 und seinen Marcello. Arbeitet gerne mit der
Nachbarschaftshilfe „gemeinsam“ zusammen.

Die Musik von Peter Maffay, Smokie, Mark Knopfler  und Queen hat mich schon immer begleitet und fasziniert. Ich entdecke gerade die klassische Musik für mich….. und mache immer weiter ..

Meine Haupt-Instrumente sind:
Stimme
Roland V-Piano - Japan
Tanglewood Acc Sundance Pro - UK
Framus Texan 5/196 - 1964 - Deutschland 
Kirkland Acc - US
Resch Mellotron - MD4000D - Sweden
iPad 
Korg iS40 - Japan
Roland SC8850 - Japan
Roland JV800 - Japan

Immer wieder Montags:
Yamaha C5 (made in England)

PLEASE NO PROMOTERS or VIDEO PLEASE. I DO MY OWN ! 
All new songs are real vocals and voices are not ai assisted. 
Mairidh Gaol is Ceòl: A well-known Scottish Gaelic proverb that translates to "The world will end, but love and music will endure”
Vocals now real people performing 
Collabs welcome. I’ll provide the lyrics if you would like to provide the music and vocals ? 
Scottish born and bred. Just exploring some ideas spinning round in my head and putting them up here. Various styles of music and trying to find my niche ! Songs are ai assisted. All the songs are written solely by me. All New music uploaded is  real people without any ai assistance on the vocals . Older Music and singers are partly ai assisted

Running with unicorns

Highlander on the run

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