A jazz-metal barrage where syncopated, angular guitars and clashing piano accents slice through breakneck odd-meter drums. Verses pivot between aggressive distortion and lush modal jazz voicings while the bass threads intricate lines through shifting tempos to keep the tension high. Over that pressure cooker, the lyrics drop you into Joshua L. Chamberlain’s eyes at Little Round Top: cartridges nearly gone, “Fix bayonets” shouted into smoke, the left flank hinging tight, the Colt Navy spitting multiple shots before any ramrod can matter, Melcher breaking the center, prisoners begging water, and the ridge holding under a brutal downhill charge. Every section tightens like a vise, from whispered counts of the last rounds to a final command to advance, until cold iron “writes the law” and the tide breaks.

For fans of technical heaviness with cinematic storytelling, this track marries odd-time precision to battlefield grit and turns history into a modern, nerve-rattling anthem.

Bayonets at Little Round Top

This track fires like a test flight over Mojave. Guitar and alto sax trade a crab canon hook that mirrors itself forward and backward, so the melody feels clever without losing punch. Verses lock to palindromic drum cells that read the same both ways, while the hats and snare keep popping on the and of two and the and of four to drive the groove. When the chorus hits, everything straightens into a big anthem you can shout with. Lyrically it salutes Charles Yeager, the orange bullet, and the first shock of a sonic boom, then dives back into the mirrored riff for the break and solo. It is precise, aggressive, and built to sound like motion itself.

Chuck yeager

Woke up one morning with memories of loved ones and friends who were no longer here. I had the sudden realisation that once Im gone , who will remember me ? Yes I have loved ones, family and friends but what is my legacy ? Life is short, life is precious. I’ve had a great life and experiences but what have I accomplished and who will remember me once Im gone ? 


Cold whispers rise The wind does call 
A shadow walks where no one's tall 
Footsteps left Then gone too soon  

Footsteps in the snow They fade 
Gone before the light invades 
Once the snow melts Who will know I was here 
I let it show  

A fleeting print A fleeting name 
The frost won't hold It plays no game 
Each step I take Erased again  

I write my story Line by line 
The snow erases every sign  

Footsteps in the snow They fade 
Gone before the light invades 
Once the snow melts Who will know I was here 
I let it show  

No monuments No flags No flames 
No crowd to chant forgotten names 
Just whispers lost in empty air 
A trace of nothing Barely there 

Im gone, Im not here , who will remember me me when I’m gone ?

Footsteps in the snow.mp3

Every wee boy wants to be James Bond. lol 

Suit made of plaid , tuxedo man
Looking oh so grand
Got that crooked smile
Walkin' down the aisle

What's he hiding
What's inside him
Tartan tuxedo
Is it for show

He sips his sparkling wine
Pretends everything is fine
But his eyes they tell a tale
A lonely windy wail

What's he hiding
What's inside him
Tartan tuxedo
Is it for show

Maybe he's a spy a secret agent man
Maybe he's just shy part of a bigger plan
We may never know the truth beneath the seams
Just a man in tartan living out his dreams

What's he hiding
What's inside him
Tartan tuxedo
Is it for show

Tartan tuxedo .wav

A bridge over troubled water 
Waves crash loud and tear apart 
The storm is heavy the air is thin 
But I’ll keep walking I won’t give in  

Through the dark through the rain 
Through the fire through the pain 
I’ll carry the weight I’ll hold the line 
A bridge over troubled water 
I’m yours not mine  

The sky splits open thunder roars 
My heart it aches my soul implores 
But every step brings me to you 
A light that breaks the shadow’s hue  

The tide won’t drown the flame inside 
For love is strong it turns the tide 

Through the dark through the rain 
Through the fire through the pain 
I’ll carry the weight I’ll hold the line 
A bridge over troubled water I’m yours not mine  

The sea may rise the wind may scream 
But love’s a force that builds the dream 
Stone by stone hand in hand 
Together we’ll make a stand

A bridge over troubled water .wav

Loves a puzzle , how and why is it so difficult to figure out ? 

Is love a game or just a maze
A hundred rules but no clear plays
I roll the dice I make my move
But every step I gotta prove

Twists and turns and lessons learned
Hearts on fire bridges burned

Is love a game is love a dare
I keep on chasing something rare
Full of risks full of rewards
But I still play can’t ignore

It’s hide and seek a guessing spree
You’re the lock but where’s the key
Every challenge every spark
Turns the light on in the dark

Is love a game is love a dare
I keep on chasing something rare
Full of risks full of rewards
But I still play can’t ignore


The stakes are high the rules unclear
But every loss pulls me near
To something bigger to something real
Love’s the prize that makes me feel

Loves a puzzle .mp3

A blues rock crossover. Grab yer dancin shoooos 

4th  song from “ Rock yer socks off “

Another song made with the help of Silver Blue Music Productions

Whispers in the dark they bloom
Shadows dance across the room
Is it real this strange perfume
Or just a trick a sweet costume

Heartbeat drummin fast and loud
Lost inside a hazy cloud

Love's a game a crazy game
Burning bright a brilliant flame
Love's a twist a funny turn
Lessons learned we always learn
Love's a challenge every day
Wins and losses come what may


Puzzle pieces in my head
Words unsaid and feelings spread
Will I fall or fly instead
Chasing dreams until I'm dead


Maybe there's no finish line
Just this feeling so divine
Yours and mine a cosmic sign
Forever intertwined

Love's a game a crazy game
Burning bright a brilliant flame
Love's a twist a funny turn
Lessons learned we always learn
Love's a challenge every day
Wins and losses come what may

Loves a crazy game come what may .mp3

Uploaded earlier this year but SC removed it without explanation? 

A torn page from a book I can't read
Every line's a whisper every word's a need
Your shadow lingers where the light won't go
A puzzle incomplete that I need to know

Footsteps echo in an empty hall
Your voice a memory that I can't recall
The stars are questions burning in the sky
The missing piece is you and I

You're the chapter that was never written
The melody lost but never forgotten
A riddle unsolved a mystery deep
You're the missing piece of the story I keep

The clock keeps ticking but the hands don't move
The silence speaks louder than I can prove
Every corner I turn feels like the start
Of chasing shadows in my heart

Falling through pages where your name should be
Searching for answers in a vast empty sea
Every heartbeat's a clue every breath's a sign
That the missing piece is what binds you to mine

You're the chapter that was never written
The melody lost but never forgotten
A riddle unsolved a mystery deep
You're the missing piece of the story I keep

A torn page from a book I can't read Every line's a whisper every word's a need Your shadow lingers where the light won't go A puzzle incomplete that I need to know

Missing piece of the story .mp3

Scottish battle cry
Another track assisted by Silver Blue 

Heart's a pounding loud like thunder 
Every step pulls me under 
Shadows stretch across the floor 
What am I running for 

Blood rushing fast fast fast 
Moments flicker never last 
Feel it rise feel it fall 
Will I break or take it all 

Fingers trembling Air is thin 
A war outside and one within 
Breath collides with the stormy night 
Fight or flight Wrong or right 

Blood rushing fast fast fast 
Moments flicker never last 
Feel it rise feel it fall 
Will I break or take it all

I’m the spark and I’m the flame 
Wildfire screaming my name 
No return no rewind 
Just the chaos left behind 

Blood rushing fast fast fast 
Moments flicker never last 
Feel it rise feel it fall 
Will I break or take it all

Hearts a Pounding .mp3

Do dreams come true or just dissolve
Like misty mornings that we can't solve
Is there a door or just a wall

I keep on asking
No one replying
The stars are laughing

Life is what you make
Life is what you fake
Life is what you take and break
Do dreams come true or do they fade
Life is what you make

Is there life after the last sigh
Do we float or fall or just lie
Or does the sky itself rewind

Whispers in the night
Are they mine or divine
Questions without light
Echoes intertwine

Life is what you make
Life is what you fake
Life is what you take and break
Do dreams come true or do they fade
Life is what you make

Life is what you make
Life is what you make

Whispers in the night .mp3

This is the battle cry they tried to outlaw. “Thanks for Noticing” hits with the force of a slug from a .44, blending Southern rock soul with metal’s raw power. Featuring crushing drop D riffs, pounding double bass, and vocals that snarl right in the face of the globalist lie. This is music for the man who works with his hands, fights for his land, and knows his bloodline is his bond.

This is the anthem they don’t want you to hear. It’s a sonic declaration for our people. When they spit the word “racist,” they reveal their fear. This song is our collective answer: we see your game, and we are done playing by your rules. For every man of European stock who is tired of apologizing for his existence. This is the sound of unapologetic pride. This is the music of a people who refuse to be replaced.
Our history, our heritage, our future. We will defend it all.
Crank it up. Let the neighbors hear it.

Thanks For Noticing

⚠️ No paid parasites—promotion’s welcome only if it costs me nothing.

Forged in fire and wired for war, Synth Berserker is not just a sound—it’s a declaration.
Blending cinematic power, Viking fury, outlaw grit, and battle-scarred poetry, Synth Berserker smashes through genre walls with the force of a warhammer. From Norse chant to disco heartbreak, pagan country to searing metal, every track is a weapon—each lyric a curse, a blessing, or both.

Born of myth and rebellion, Synth Berserker channels divine wrath, betrayed honor, and untamed emotion into songs that strike deep and leave scars.

Genres: Norse folk, metal, cinematic country, outlaw country, country rock, soft/country rock, rock, Blues Rock, and disco-infused power ballads
Signature sound: crushing drums, soaring melodies, fierce vocals, and an unrelenting spirit