bien tocadas las guitarras, excelente producción y arreglos,buen sólo bien hecho mí amigo 🎸🎸🎸💯

Love the drums! Tasty vocals! Your lyrics stun with magnetic potency!  Sensible questioning...I praise you for raising the subject matter, Stewart!  Beautiful brain, Stewart! 😍🎶🔥⭐🥇🧠💘💋🙌🏼🔁🎯

Another trip to therapy, another extortionate bill, all for the sake of a cup of coffee ☕😅 The appliances are cheekier, the breakdowns are messier, and the spoon still holds a grudge. I just wanted a brew, instead, I got a full blown kitchen intervention 🥄🧂💨
If you haven’t already heard the first session, start here: https://soundcloud.com/krazy-krissie/therapy-with-krissie
It sets the tone for what’s brewing 😵☕

****Lyrics***

So Krissie, you said things escalated again this morning?

Yes, Doctor. It started like a normal day. But then, they turned on me.

I tiptoed in with a hopeful sigh
Just wanted coffee, didn’t plan to cry
Reached for the fridge with the gentlest touch

But the fridge said
"Back again? How loyal of you. Should I even bother keeping things fresh?"

I just want milk, not a lecture, please
I replied while dodging a cheese
I grabbed a mug and turned and hurried

And Tupperware shouted from deep in the cupboard
"You always take the shiny new ones
I’ve still got a curry stain from twenty twenty two"

I’m not playing favorites, you’re just shaped weird
I muttered and slowly disappeared

Then from the drawer came a heavy sigh
"Ah yes, another day ignored. Tell my dreams I said goodbye"

You’re a grater, not a poet

The kettle rumbled like a gathering storm
"You never let me finish! You just use me! Am I just STEAM to you?!"

Your whole job is steam I tried to explain
But she shrieked and hissed like a runaway train

The microwave chimed in, whispering from the shadows
"Heated, but never heard"

You literally ding when you're done I said, blinking at the wall


Then came a tantrum from the toaster’s slot
"Another BAGEL?! I’m a toaster, not your backup quest!"

You literally have a bagel setting
I shouted back, waving the instruction manual like proof

The salt grinder twirled with dramatic intent
"If you over season one more time, I’ll submit a formal complaint"

To WHO? THE SPICE GIRLS?! I shouted toward the ceiling

Even the mirror looked me up and down and said
"I’m not saying anything, love, but I wouldn’t wear that"

I didn’t ask for your fashion review I replied, tugging my sleeve

Then I opened a drawer and the whisk let out screams
"MY SENSE OF SELF IS UNRAVELING AGAIN"

Yeah. Join the club

And then, the spoon
Yeah. The same fuckin spoon from last time
It slipped. And as it hit the floor, it announced

"This is why no one trusts you"

I JUST WANTED COFFEE! ONE SIMPLE BREW
NOW I’M PAYING YOU, THANKS TO MY CREW

So yes, Doctor. That’s why I’m back
Again

So. Just to clarify
You. Argue
With a spoon??!

Therapy with Krissie #2 ☕😵 Coffee First, Sanity Later 😵☕

My Endorphins Are Smilin' How 'Bout You? (A Love Song-sorta!)

This is a hybrid track..  Featuring My Neighbor Eco Freq Or just "Benne"

Lithium

Танец в Буре

Inviting vocals and orgasmoflute by Anais Giulia @user-520332251
Sounds and words by Box Number Twelve
Image by Anais Giulia

Look Into My Eyes (Playtime Version)

The final one of the series of rough demos created by Hubert Stytz 
Hubert Stytz: vocals, all instruments, composition and arrangement
Pee Gee       : lyrics

Inspired by the overwhelming beauty of nature and the secrets of meditation ,  calmness  and mystical miracles!
INANNA

There´s a sound as darkness grows
In the moorlands till the nightwind blows
There´s a whisper up in the evening sky
Out in the distance the seagulls cry

Inanna.. Inanna.......Inanna.. Inanna

There´s a glow, a flickering in the air
Causing a change, a change of atmosphere
When the sun goes down , it´s fiery red
The moonlight shines so bright instead

It´s the wind that whispers in my ear
Sweet words of soothing I yearn to hear
As we sit  and watch the glowing stars above
Peaceful hours bring words of love

Inanna.. Inanna..a walk in the moonlit night
Inanna...Inanna..a dance in the shine of the moonlight
Inanna.. Inanna..a kiss in the face of the goddess
Inanna.. Inanna.......

Inanna.. Inanna..a walk in the moonlit night
Inanna.. Inanna..a dance in the shine of the moonlight
Inanna.. Inanna..a kiss in the face of the goddess
Inanna.. Inanna..a touch under cover of darkness

Inanna.. Inanna.. a walk............................................

Inanna

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

- Picture - 
Art Cover Editor. Shyntwirl
Colorist. Shyntwirl 
Lightning. Shyntwirl
Quality. Shyntwirl 

- Music -
Producer. Shyntwirl
Composer. Shyntwirl
Programmer. Shyntwirl
Structure. Shyntwirl
Developer. Shyntwirl
Equalizer. Shyntwirl
Quality. Shyntwirl
Reverb. Shyntwirl 
Bass. Shyntwirl
Piano / Keyboard. Shyntwirl
Background. Shyntwirl
Background Synthesizers. Shyntwirl

PROD. Shyntwirl

Shyntwirl - Honey

Hilma Hilma three years old.

"our most beautiful love story"
image : suicideOmen
Merci du fond du coeur à Albert paule (chant) et à Monsieur Madeleine (guitare et chant) pour l'apport de leurs talents à la création de cette piste.

Notre plus belle histoire d'amour By Zitou Itou & Monsieur Madeleine & Albert Paule

an old song about something that happened a very long time ago

Little Boy, Where Are You?

Hey Billy, where are you?                  
Your mama wants you back home
Unlocked the door, walked into the night
Nobody knew you were gone
And I was just a kid myself
That cold September 1970
Little boy lost to a mean old world
It was the first time that death touched me
Where are you?                                   
Little boy, where are you?                     

The neighbors combed the streets and yards
The police they drove down
Brought his pillow out for the sniffer dog
As they searched their way through our town
A crowd gathers by the river's edge
Somebody yells, “Hey man, do you see just what I see?”
Face to the sky, he floats on by
It was the first time that death saw me
Where are you?
Little boy, where are you?

Tonight, when I close my eyes, all our yesterdays, they're slipping out of view    
No one to pull us back from those twists and turns that we're heading to
Over 50 years have slipped away from a darkened day that no one can undo                  
No playtime or pretend, goodbye, my friend
I remember you

A man pulled him from the water
His mother's scream it echoed in my head
Remember, I was only six when I witnessed this
I couldn't read what the papers said
I felt the sadness stretched across the yards
As the season changed and the guilt came tumbling down
Our childhood games all rearranged 
Until it was our time to leave that town
Where are you?
Little boy, where are you?
Where are you?
Little boy, where are you?








Little Boy, Where Are You?

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

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