Ich bin allein auf dieser Insel,
Zur Kur – es ist wie Knast.
Ein Tuscheln hinter meinem Rücken,
Ich hör nur Müll von jedem Gast.
Die Putzfrau schrubbt um sechs die Gänge,
Und ich will schlafen, Himmel noch mal!
Die Möwen kreischen mit Verspätung,
Meine Laune geht total… ins tiefste Tal.

Einsam auf der Insel,
Keiner will mit mir raus.
Alle trinken Kräutertee,
Ich schleich mich aus dem Haus.
Gedanken drehen sich im Karussell,
Bin ich der Fehler oder dies Hotel?
Einsam auf der Insel. Unbequem!
Vermutlich bin ich das Problem?!

Therapiegruppe? – Ein Mega-Fail,
„Wie fühlst du dich?“ – „Na, rate mal!“
Mal 'nen Baum mit schwarzen Ästen,
Die Therapeutin guckt nur schmal.
Ich wär so gern wie diese Linda,
Die lächelnd durch die Flure geht.
Doch bei mir, das sieht 'n Blinder,
Ist alles schief und verdreht.

Einsam auf der Insel,
Keiner checkt hier, wie ich tick.
Alle machen Yoga-Posen,
Ich zieh mir Netflix auf den Stick.
Ich geb mir Mühe, echt jetzt mal,
Das hier ist alles nur ’ne Qual.
Einsam auf der Insel. Mir ist kalt.
Das ändert sich auch nicht so bald.

Heute früh am Meer gestanden,
Wellen, Wind und Möwenschrei.
Hab da was in mir gefunden –
Vielleicht bin ich auch mal frei.
Ich lass den Groll jetzt einfach los,
Mach nicht mehr alles down und groß.
Ein Schritt nach vorn, auch wenn’s schwer fällt –
Ich bau mir jetzt ’ne schönere, eigene Welt.

Nicht mehr einsam auf der Insel!
Da ist der Hans, der ist auch neu!
Lässt ganz viel Sonne in mein Herz!
Ein bisschen „Ja“ statt ständig "Scheu".
Vielleicht mal tanzen, vielleicht mal lachen,
Ein kleines Wunder daraus machen.
Nicht mehr einsam – dank dem lieben Hans.
Ich geb der Insel mal ’ne zweite Chance!

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Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Sound Studio, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote

Einsam auf der Insel

Canyons of glass
World’s moving fast
Lost my own name
In the endless game
Was looking for a sign
A single silver line
A whisper in the roar
Something to adore

'Cause I found the green inside the city’s grey
Found a wooden bench and watched the world just fade away
Right here in the heart of all the noise and spin
My soul can finally breathe again, and let the light come in.

An old tree stands
With patient hands
The sun breaks through
A different blue
No need to run or hide
Just feeling what's inside
A quiet, gentle grace
In this forgotten space

'Cause I found the green inside the city’s grey
Found a wooden bench and watched the world just fade away
Right here in the heart of all the noise and spin
My soul can finally breathe again, and let the light come in.

Maybe you get lost just to be found
To feel your feet on sacred ground
The rushing river turns to a silent pool
And you become the exception to the rule.

Yes, I found the green inside the city’s grey!
Found my wooden bench and watched the world just fade away!
Right here in the heart of all the noise and spin
My soul can finally breathe again, and let the light come in!

Let the light come in…
Breathe it in…
In the green… in the grey…
Fade away…
Let the light come in…

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Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Sound Studio, Ozone 11, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, translated with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote

Let The Light Come In

I'm now taking a six-week digital detox vacation.
We'll see and hear from each other again in 2026!
Happy Holidays!

"Redder" is a palindrome. Like "racecar" or "level". These pieces of music ain't.

My name is Volker Redder, online I go by "docredder." It all came about because I studied biology and computer science for a long time and received my doctorate as the crowning achievement of my academic career.
As a child, I sang Bach in the church's „Knabenchor Unser Lieben Frauen“ because my mother thought it was good for my soul. And it was, until, thanks to an excellent teacher, I realized that music is like mathematics. After that, I loved not only music but also mathematics and all sciences based on mathematics: physics, biology, chemistry, computer science. So, I went straight into the natural sciences and engineering. Yes, I studied a lot. However, a university career wasn't for me. I wanted to monetize the findings of the various sciences (you can't live on air and love alone) and founded over a dozen companies. Because who wants life to follow a clear formula? I certainly didn't. In addition to adventurous entrepreneurship, the subsequent career in politics (German Bundestag), and a growing family, I was constantly picking up the guitar or keyboard, which is what you do when you want to escape the chaos of everyday life.
Should I say I'm a virtuoso? No. That would be a lie. I'm just too lazy for that. Laziness, or in modern parlance, "efficiency," is a principle for me. And so I founded my "own studio," consisting of a lot of electronics and software. The hipsters call it DIY. I call it "not wanting to act like a big shot and book expensive recording studios." I'm a one-man orchestra, a chef-d'oeuvre who spends all day producing pop, rock, indie, and ambient mishmash until he finally finds it he likes. My menu? Pink Floyd, Genesis, Supertramp, Muse, Zappa, Miles Davis, and many more. Yes, all at once. I told you: mishmash.
There are guys who write music to become famous. Then there's me. I write music to keep myself from going crazy. Sometimes it's funny, sometimes there's melancholy in it, sometimes it's stories from literature or something sci-fi. Or from Tinder dates my daughters have told me. I mean, who hasn't wondered what "being in Tinder light" is? Exactly. I wrote it down. I use everything I can get my hands on: GarageBand, samples, my voice, AI voices, Udio, VirtualDJ, everything! I don't care if purists say it's no longer art. It doesn't matter, the main thing is that my music feels like a window you can look out of and discover something new again and again.
Every song becomes a little adventure. Sometimes I start with a line, sometimes with a feeling I can't shake. It's like an escape from reality, except in the end, there's no escape. And that's a good thing. This is how I stay grounded. Okay, grounded isn't the right word either. Let me put it this way: I've stayed true to myself. And I'm grateful for everyone who listens, shares, or comments.
It makes me feel like I'm not completely alone in this madness. So if you also like songs that don't follow the rules, I'd be happy if you joined in. After all, the world is crazy enough.
You have to fight that with music. I mean, that's logical, right?

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