Dancing With My Angel (slow)

Experience Cosmic Butterfly, a dynamic techno work drawn from the James Webb Telescope’s revelations of NGC 6302. Robust bass pulses merge with ethereal soprano voices, forging an exhilarating auditory journey through the nebula’s radiant dust and intricate forms. This composition evokes the origins of Earth, captivating listeners who cherish cosmic exploration and electronic soundscapes.

(Verse 1)
In the heart of the stars, where the cosmos ignite,
A butterfly nebula glows in the night.
NGC 6302, three thousand light-years away,
Secrets of Earth in its dusty display.

Pulsing deep bass, feel the rhythm unfold,
Crystalline silicates, stories untold.
From the torus of dust to the jets that take flight,
A stellar engine burns in the neon-lit night.

(Pre-Chorus)
Red bubbles burst, helium and neon collide,
Iron jets pierce where the mysteries hide.
PAHs in the smoke, like a cosmic refrain,
Born in the chaos, where the stars feel no pain.

(Chorus)
Cosmic butterfly, spread your wings in the sky,
Dance through the void where the galaxies fly.
Webb's infrared gaze, tearing secrets apart,
Singing the song of creation's own heart.
(Oh-oh-oh) Electrified, we're lost in the sound,
(Oh-oh-oh) Techno waves where the stars are unbound.

(Verse 2)
A blazing star, two hundred thousand degrees,
Sculpting the heavens with a fiery breeze.
The torus spins, a doughnut of dreams,
Blocking the light, shaping butterfly wings.

Soprano cries soar, otherworldly and clear,
Echoes of atoms through the cosmic frontier.
From quartz to the grime, in the nebula's core,
The seeds of our world in the stardust we soar.

(Pre-Chorus)
Iron and nickel, they carve through the void,
Jets of creation where the stars are deployed.
A bubble of wind, where the PAHs rise,
Honeycomb dreams in the nebula's skies.

(Chorus)
Cosmic butterfly, spread your wings in the sky,
Dance through the void where the galaxies fly.
Webb's infrared gaze, tearing secrets apart,
Singing the song of creation's own heart.
(Oh-oh-oh) Electrified, we're lost in the sound,
(Oh-oh-oh) Techno waves where the stars are unbound.

(Bridge)
Zoom to the center, where the star's hidden glow,
Dust clouds ignite in the infrared show.
ALMA and Webb, hand in hand they reveal,
A structured chaos, where the cosmos feels real.
Hypnotic beats pulse, like the heart of the star,
Soprano ascends, takes us light-years too far.

(Chorus)
Cosmic butterfly, spread your wings in the sky,
Dance through the void where the galaxies fly.
Webb's infrared gaze, tearing secrets apart,
Singing the song of creation's own heart.
(Oh-oh-oh) Electrified, we're lost in the sound,
(Oh-oh-oh) Techno waves where the stars are unbound.

(Outro)
Bipolar wings, in the dark they unfold,
A fleeting nebula, twenty thousand years old.
From soot to gemstones, in the stardust we trust,
Cosmic butterfly, you're the spark of our dust.
(Oh-oh-oh) Electrified, we're lost in the sound,
(Oh-oh-oh) Forever bound, where the stars are found.

Cosmic Butterfly

The 6G chip is born, so I wrote a song about it in the new genre "Cybernetic Fusion™".  To reflect the powerful societal change brought by the development of China's first 6G chip, as described in the provided document, an exciting and dynamic dance style that captures this technological leap is Cyberkinetic Fusion. This dance style is a bold, high-energy synthesis of movement and technology, embodying the transformative impact of seamless connectivity, AI-native networks, and ultra-fast communication across the 0.5–115 GHz spectrum.

Spectrum of Tomorrow

Welcome to the sonic universe of Neglecton Lexicon, a Cybernetic Fusion™, where quantum beats collide with topological rhythms. Inspired by the groundbreaking work of Aaron Lauda and the rediscovery of forgotten mathematics, this techno/rave odyssey pulses with the energy of neglectons—hypothetical particles that could supercharge the future of quantum computing. Each track weaves the intricate braids of anyons into a soundscape of pulsating synths, driving basslines, and electrifying drops, capturing the essence of a stable, universal quantum dream. Dive into the nonsemisimple framework, where probabilities dance and the rules of physics spark new possibilities. Press play, and let the Neglecton Lexicon guide you through the quantum rave of tomorrow.

Verse 1: Quantum Pulse
In the circuits deep, where the qubits hum,
A forgotten math, the neglected sum.
Topological dreams in a braided stream,
Neglectons rise in a quantum scheme.

Through the noise, they weave, unyielding, bold,
Global states, a story yet untold.
Ising anyons dance, in two-D planes,
Braiding paths where logic reigns.

Chorus: Neglecton Lexicon
Neglecton Lexicon, spark the core,
Unlock the gates to forevermore.
From nonsemisimple, a truth unfolds,
Quantum futures, the braid retold.

Verse 2: Braided Code
No single strand, no fragile state,
Topological qubits defy their fate.
Anyons swirl in a cosmic trance,
Swapping strings in a quantum dance.

Lauda's vision, a chalkboard's gleam,
Neglectons born from a math-born dream.
No glitch, no error, no unphysical shore,
The algorithm holds the sacred lore.

Chorus: Neglecton Lexicon
Neglecton Lexicon, spark the core,
Unlock the gates to forevermore.
From nonsemisimple, a truth unfolds,
Quantum futures, the braid retold.

Bridge: Rave of the Real
In the rave of math, where the beats collide,
Nonsemisimple truths electrify.
Like mesons dreamt in the ‘30s haze,
Neglectons carve through the quantum maze.

Stationary, still, they anchor the flow,
While anyons braid in a neon glow.
Universal gates, the code's complete,
The future pulses to this techno beat.

Verse 3: Beyond the Map
Off the grid, where the rules decay,
Neglectons guide us, they light the way.
No probabilities lost in the void,
A stable qubit, the dream deployed.

From chalk to chip, from theory to spark,
A revolution ignites in the dark.
Experimentalists chase the unseen flame,
Neglecton Lexicon-remember the name.

Chorus: Neglecton Lexicon
Neglecton Lexicon, spark the core,
Unlock the gates to forevermore.
From nonsemisimple, a truth unfolds,
Quantum futures, the braid retold.

Outro: Eternal Loop
In the quantum rave, the neglectons sing,
A braided cosmos, a universal spring.
From forgotten math to a techno dawn,
The Lexicon lives-forever on.

Drop the beat, let the qubits braid,
Neglecton Lexicon, the future's made.

Neglecton Lexicon, a Cybernetic Fusion™

Neglecton Lexicon

In the quiet predawn of a late August morning, Wheeler Hall at the University of Massachusetts Amherst became the stage for an unexpected drama—a fleeting fire sparked by rogue electrical currents. Ember’s Dance at UMass captures the heart of that moment: the urgency of alarms, the courage of students and firefighters, and the unyielding spirit of a campus community that rises from the ashes. With vivid imagery and stirring rhythm, this song weaves a tale of resilience, unity, and the enduring light of UMass. Crafted to resonate with listeners who cherish stories of human strength, it’s a tribute to the Minutemen who stand tall through smoke and flame. Download now and let the embers spark your soul.

Embers Dance

Orbit of Wonder is an evocative folk ballad honoring the extraordinary journey of NASA astronaut Megan McArthur. Inspired by her 213 days in space, her pioneering role as the first woman to pilot a SpaceX Dragon spacecraft, and her profound perspective on Earth's fragility, this song weaves a tapestry of cosmic wonder and human achievement. With heartfelt lyrics and a soaring melody, it captures McArthur's legacy-from her work on the Hubble Space Telescope to her scientific contributions aboard the International Space Station. Perfect for stargazers, dreamers, and advocates of exploration, this track is a tribute to a trailblazer who touched the stars and brought their light back to Earth.

Megan McArthur's Orbit of Wonder

"Druid's Oak" is a hauntingly beautiful ballad inspired by the ancient, 800-year-old tree standing resilient in Buckinghamshire’s woodlands. This song weaves a tapestry of reverence for nature’s enduring strength, blending ethereal melodies with evocative lyrics that honor the tree’s legacy as a haven for wildlife and a monument to time. Rooted in the mysticism of ancient druids and informed by modern conservation efforts, the track captures the spirit of the oak’s timeless endurance through storms, droughts, and centuries. Perfect for fans of folk traditions and nature-inspired music, "Druid's Oak" is a heartfelt ode to the living legends that shape our landscapes and our stories.

Druid's Oak

“Light of Lucentia” is a gentle choral hymn celebrating the inner light within all beings and our connection to the natural world. Sung by a choir of mixed voices and accompanied by acoustic guitar, mandolin, and violin, the song evokes quiet mornings, rustling leaves, and the subtle radiance that exists in everyday life.
More than music, it is an invitation: to notice the light, to carry it softly, and to honor the Earth and each living being with presence and gratitude. There are no leaders, no hierarchies, no demands—only the shared glow of being, the humility of tending the small, sacred moments, and the joy of communal connection.


Light of Lucentia

STORMY DANIELS ET AL(1)

 "Pioneer Valley Spuds" is a heartfelt American folk anthem inspired by the Szawlowski family's century-long legacy of potato farming in Pioneer Valley. From the fields of Northfield to the packing sheds of Barnwood Valley Farms, this song celebrates the hard work, family bonds, and pride of growing spuds that feed folks from Maine to Florida. With soulful male vocals, soaring female harmonies, and the warm twang of guitar, mandolin, and violin, we honor Hadley, Northampton, and Amherst-where the soil runs deep and the Szawlowski name shines. Dive in and feel the spirit of Pioneer Valley's potato heritage!

Verse 1
In Pioneer Valley where the potatoes grow,
The Szawlowski clan, their love does show.
For a hundred years, with Hadley's soil they've toiled,
In fields of Hatfield, where the earth's been spoiled.
Colin and his kin, with their hands in the dirt,
Plantin' russets and reds, in the sun and the hurt.
From Northfield's fields to the markets afar,
Pioneer Valley Spud's the name, their spuds are the star!

Chorus
Oh, the spud of Pioneer Valley, it's in their blood,
From Maine to Florida, through the rain and the mud.
With Barnwood Valley Farms, they're feedin' the land,
Pioneer Valley's spud, with an Irish hand!

Verse 2
Young Colin learned from his father and kin,
In Hadley's packin' shed, where the work don't end.
With uncles and brothers, they built a new dream,
Pioneer Valley Spud's rise, like the Connecticut's gleam.
Andy Pollack came with a plan so grand,
A market for spuds from this Pioneer land.
From Stop and Shop to the Big E's fries,
These Hadley spuds shine in the hungry eyes.

Chorus
Oh, the spud of Pioneer Valley, it's in their blood,
From Maine to Florida, through the rain and the mud.
With Barnwood Valley Farms, they're feedin' the land,
Pioneer Valley's spud, with an Irish hand!

Verse 3
The fields rotate with cows and greens,
Two years of spuds, then a rest, it seems.
Mother Nature's their partner, fickle and wild,
The smoke and the heat test the farmer's child.
But in Hadley's barns, with the solar bright,
They wash half a million by day and night.
From Northampton's fairs to Amherst's plate,
Pioneer Valley Spud feeds the Bay State.

Chorus
Oh, the spud of Pioneer Valley, it's in their blood,
From Maine to Florida, through the rain and the mud.
With Barnwood Valley Farms, they're feedin' the land,
Pioneer Valley's spud, with an Irish hand!

Bridge
Raise a pint to the farmers, their hearts so true,
To the Szawlowski name, and the work they do.
For the spud's in their soul, like the Irish green,
In Pioneer Valley's fields, it's a sight unseen.

Chorus
Oh, the spud of Pioneer Valley, it's in their blood,
From Maine to Florida, through the rain and the mud.
With Barnwood Valley Farms, they're feedin' the land,
Pioneer Valley's spud, with an Irish hand!

Outro
So here's to the spud, and the family's way,
In Pioneer Valley, where the potatoes sway.
From Hadley's heart to the coast's far strand,
Pioneer Valley's spud, with an Irish hand!

Pioneer Valley Spuds

"Whalen's Run" is a song for the underdog, written for Jeromie Whalen, a teacher from western Massachusetts challenging 36-year incumbent Richard Neal in the 2026 Congressional race. It's about standing up for workers, nurses, and everyday folks, pushing for healthcare for all and fairness for the working class. No corporate money, just heart and hustle. This track is for anyone who cheers for the little guy taking on the big shots. Neal's had an easy ride too long-sing along to this call for change in Massachusetts' 1st District.

(Verse 1)
In western Mass where rivers wind,
Jeromie Whalen speaks his mind.
A teacher's heart, with fire so true,
Challenging Neal, gonna break through.
Thirty-six years, same old game,
Jeromie's here to spark a change.

(Chorus)
Whalen's run, for the people's call,
Fighting for justice, he'll stand tall.
No corporate coin, just a true man's hand,
For the heart and soul of this western land.
Sing it out, let the truth be free,
Whalen's run for you and me.

(Verse 2)
Healthcare for all, no profit's gain,
Make the wealthy pay, ease the pain.
System's broke, he's got a plan,
Lift up every woman, every man.
No more lies, no more disguise,
Truth in his heart, fire in his eyes.

(Chorus)
Whalen's run, for the people's call,
Fighting for justice, he'll stand tall.
No corporate coin, just a true man's hand,
For the heart and soul of this western land.
Sing it out, let the truth be free,
Whalen's run for you and me.

(Verse 3)
In Gaza's grief, he speaks out plain,
Calls it wrong, won't play the game.
While Neal takes cash from war's dark hand,
Jeromie fights for a peaceful land.
Green New Deal, jobs to mend,
Hope for all, a world to tend.

(Bridge)
On picket lines, with workers' pride,
Jeromie stands, no need to hide.
From Springfield's streets to hills so wide,
He's the voice for those denied.
No elite, no power to trade,
Just a heart that's unafraid.

(Chorus)
Whalen's run, for the people's call,
Fighting for justice, he'll stand tall.
No corporate coin, just a true man's hand,
For the heart and soul of this western land.
Sing it out, let the truth be free,
Whalen's run for you and me.

(Outro)
From classroom days to Congress' door,
Jeromie fights for something more.
No-name, proud, he stands for all,
Answering the people's call.
Sing it strong, let the truth abide,
Whalen's run turns the tide.

Whalen's Run

Adam Sweet is a musician and music teacher from Granby, MA.  He's the owner of Sweet Music, offering private mandolin and fiddle lessons.  He founded Sweet Songs, an independent record label, and Mandolin New England, a nonprofit mandolin orchestra

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