I Can Do (Better)

A distorted confession from the shadows...
Feed My Eyes dives into obsession, beauty, and the pain of seeing too much.

It’s raw, dark, and unapologetically human, somewhere between grunge and confession.

The story continues on YouTube, where Sophie and I bring every song to life:
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Produced by EileenNoise
Singer Sophie

Verse
I feel the static
Crawling in my skin
A hollow hunger
Where do I begin
Feed my eyes
I can't see the truth
Lost in the shadows
Devoured by youth

[Chorus]
Feed my eyes
Feed my lies
Burn the stars
Watch the skies
Feed my eyes
Let me drown
Pull me up
Drag me down

[Verse 2]
Rust on my tongue
I taste decay
A thousand voices
All in disarray
Feed my eyes
Stitch the seams
The world is bleeding
Unraveling dreams

[Prechorus]
Hold me close
Push me away
I’m begging for night
I’m craving the day

[Chorus]
Feed my eyes
Feed my lies
Burn the stars
Watch the skies
Feed my eyes
Let me drown
Pull me up
Drag me down

[Bridge]
The mirror cracks
The smoke it curls
A broken man in a shattered world
Feed my eyes
But starve my soul
A bottomless pit
I lose control

Feed My Eyes

submission for Weekly Note Composing Jam #37 hosted by emscottish for Itch.IO October 2025

It's maybe messed up a little by the MixCraft 10.6 global effect i chose at the very last minute with like 20 minutes to go: but just approach it like "We're in the late 70's at a Jarre concert in France and we're way at the farthest worst seating in the venue and theres crappy echo on everything. LFG!"  Approached in that way and now after a few hearings I am starting to be more forgiving of it.

Ferromagnetic Frolic submission for Weekly Note Composing Jam #37 hosted by emscottish October 2025

Hank delivers the goods on this tear jerking countrified soulful rocker about a man on the outs of a relationship.  Hank's soulful ever gritty vocals, his country style guitar, and gospel style piano paints a hard hearted story each verse getting more and more intense building to a final roundup of emotion complete with string section and haunting steel guitar, when you hear this song, you know why they call him Hank, 

Cryin In The Night
By Hank Rusch

Oh, I try to keep our lovelight burnin'
But now I see it growin' dim
I finally realized why you're always cryin'
You're gonna leave me for him

Every night it's the same
You wake up weepin' and callin' his name
Then you cry yourself back to sleep
You can't hide the secret that you keep

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?

I know it won't be long
With the plans you're makin'
soon I'll be gone
but I ain't gonna make easy for you
I think it's time for you to tell the truth

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?
are you gonna cry, cry in the night?
Tell me baby, Tell me baby, don't tell me lies
Tell me now in the night, and in the mornin'
In the mornin' I'll be gone
No, No, No, don't cry anymore, baby
Tell the truth and dry your eyes
I know why, I know why, you cry in the night
Cry, Cry, Oooooooh! Cryin' in the night
Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' in the night

Cryin In The Night

commémoration d'une cessation d'activité

Musique et chant / Music and vocal : Ootol
Paroles, chant et jaquette / Lyrics, vocal and artcover : Lukowig

Paroles / Lyrics :

Un n'est un tout
One is not all
Pas d'atout
And that's all
Tout se gomme
Everything is erased
Pas d'or juste des pommes et
The gold of youth has evaporated
Je ne sais quoi de paumé ...
Leaving me on an aged earth

Quelle déveine
No chance
Ma veine explose
My vein is bursting
Dans ma paume
In the palm of my hand
Aucune pomme
No more future lines
Dors sur tes lauriers
Rest in peace
Sur l'oreiller
On your pillow
Tu vas sommeiller
You will sleep
Dans l'or rayonner
In gold you will shine
Sensas...
Thrilling
Sans savoir
Without knowing
Qu'il n'y a pas d'avoir
That nothing is free
Ni d'aveux
And may your wishes
Ni de vœux 
Are confessions

Sans avoir
Without having
Vraiment le choix
The choice
Tout s'échoue
Everything fails
Pas trop choux
And collapses
Et en quoi as-tu foi ?
Do you have faith?

Un n'est tout
One is not all
Mais tout comme...
And that's all
Foule de gomme
The crowd is huge
Est-ce que tout est comme
Are we the in-between
Nous en somme ?
A balance of sorts?


Et où nous en sommes ?
And where are we?
Avec des bulles ?
Does it fizzy?
Est-ce que tout est comme
Is everything like us ?
Nous ?
Qu'est-ce qui nous assomme ?
What is it that brings us down?
Et où ?
And where ?


Un n'est tout
One is not all
Et tout som-
-meil un grand coup
And that's all
Ça nous assomme
Loneliness is gloomy
Est-ce pareil partout ?
Is it the same thing everywhere?


Partout ou rien
One is not all
Un n'est tout
And that's all
Manitou aucun
Nothing is good
Aucun Manitou 
No god

Jardin suspendu

One is not all

Deep Space

Orchid II

Raven

Inspired by Stranger Things and my daughter’s enthusiasm for it, I’ve reimagined one of my guitar tracks as an atmospheric ’80s electronic homage.
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The original track: https://soundcloud.com/guiville/martini-money
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Photo credit: https://unsplash.com/@rolanddeason
https://unsplash.com/photos/woman-holding-three-balloons-S2Zg5RMXl1I

Martini Money - 80s Instr.

Not a Game

A hymn to AI music.... 

All music, songwriting, mix & production by me.
Vocals and lyrics by Mauro "Mau" Elias.



Verse 1
So much to see
so much to create
myths and stories
From the realm of dreams

A new horizon
silicon based
the mask of the lazy
and the talentless

Bridge
Who'll appreciate if my words rhyme
made by sweat and tears and not AI

Chorus
This is a world I don't want to see
This is art not a game for me
where talent must be bred not greed
This is art not a game for me

Verse 2
So much to hear
So much to dream
From my imagination
a new life I live

Open your mind
and let your thoughts fly
don't feed the machine
that can kill your spark

Bridge
Who'll appreciate if my words rhyme
made by sweat and tears and not AI

Chorus
This is a world I don't want to see
This is art not a game for me
where talent must be bred not greed
This is art not a game for me

Not a Game

I ain’t nobody I just be vibin foreal. Cheers
https://music.apple.com/us/album/a-i-thentic/1817814451

I Can Do (Better)

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