Color Me is the third single by Log Island, the Stockholm-based indie music project led by American-born singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Ben Martin. (That was a lot of dashes.)
Three songs in a year feels pretty good, given that it had been 28 years since Ben's previous single, released in Chicago in 1996. Well, better late than never. Enjoy music from Log Island!

Written, arranged, performed and recorded by Ben Martin in Skarpnäck (Stockholm), Sweden. Mixed and mastered by Henrik Sunbring at Helter Skelter Studio on Kungsholmen. Cover art created by Carla Rozman in Kingston, NY.  
Thanks for listening.

LYRICS:
Sketch of a figure, just a plain outline
Drawn on a background all white
Empty expression and completely empty 
inside, inside, inside

Fill it with meaning, give it life and depth
Fill it with color and tone
I know just what I need but I can't do it 
alone, alone, alone

Catch me and cover me, primary color me, now
Catch me and cover me, primary color me, now

It took some time for me to get like this
Rome didn't burn in a day
Disasters great and small just made it all 
start fading away, away, away

So now I need someone with color to spare
someone with taste and with time.
And you won't even have to stay inside of
the lines, the lines, the lines

Catch me and cover me, primary color me, now
Catch me and cover me, primary color me, now

I always hoped that you'd be the one to define me (find me, woo)
Pick out the colors and fill in every edge
And when you're finished then you can date me and sign me (sign me, woo)
And hang me up on your fridge.

Of course I know that this is not your job
Color should come from within.
But fear and doubt have sucked mine out
I don't know where to begin

Capture and cover me, primary color me, now
Slather and smother me, primary color me, now

Color Me

Avion

ashs fall

vry stp pllng tght

beauty in endings

for our andrea's 21st birthday. hannah and i made this song

anyone else but you - hannah & french

Hi, I'm Cruise Control, and Welcome to Your Daily Digital Dose. 
Episode #1.
September, 26th, 2025.

Educational Context:
What Actually Happened:
Russian Foreign Minister Sergey Lavrov addressed fellow G20 foreign ministers at the UN in New York, escalating Moscow's rhetorical stance by claiming NATO and the EU have "declared a real war" on Russia through their military and financial support of Ukraine.

Key Context Points:

Lavrov's Claims: He characterized the ongoing conflict as a crisis "provoked by the collective West" and accused NATO/EU of direct involvement through weapons supplies, training, and intelligence sharing with Ukrainian forces.

Trump's Position Shift: Just days prior, President Trump departed from his previous more neutral stance, declaring Ukraine could "fight and WIN all of Ukraine back in its original form" and dismissing Russia as a "paper tiger" - a term typically meaning something that appears threatening but is actually weak.

Critical Analysis Notes:

Lavrov's "declared war" language is rhetorical escalation; NATO/EU support for Ukraine doesn't constitute a formal declaration of war

The "collective West provocation" framing omits Russia's 2022 invasion as the triggering event

Trump's "paper tiger" comment represents a significant rhetorical shift from his previous Ukraine-Russia positions

Both statements serve domestic political audiences as much as international diplomatic ones

Why This Matters: These competing narratives reflect the ongoing information war alongside the physical conflict, with each side framing the conflict's origins and scope differently to justify their positions and rally support.

Verification Tip: When consuming news about this conflict, check multiple international sources and distinguish between diplomatic rhetoric and factual military/political developments.

Paper Tiger

I don't start shite, but I'll tell everybody else about it if you do.... 

Hear/Say

just a call away

Lyrics (made this song for my mom lol)

Humming
1,2,3
L-O-V-E
Uho ohh
V-L-O-R-A
v-l-o-r-a
Vlora
(love you to the moon
and back my princess)

Vlora my love
An angel from above
You're what everyone dreams of

You shine so bright
You're warm like the sun
Bright as the stars that go around
Beauty nowhere else to be found
But you

You take care of me so well
(Always there for me)
You're so kind just like belle
(My princess V)

Oh dear mother
Oh dear mother
Warm like the sun
Bright like the stars
Oh my mother

Vlora my love
An angel from above
(from above)
An angel from above

Oh mother
Dear mother
You're beautiful, ethereal, mythical
You're a miracle.

Vlora my love
An angel from above
Please know what you're worthy of!
Oooooohooo

Vlora my love
An angel from above
Please know what you're worthy of
Dear mother
(love you,te dua)

Vlora (prod. Lethr)

👂💧 Somewhere in the same city lives the guy with the big ears — arrogant, manipulative, a human word-pretzel machine who feeds on your trust like it’s an all-you-can-eat buffet. Not far away lives the guy with the big tears — an emotional waterfall in sneakers, hugging everyone’s pain like it’s his full-time job.

This track is their soundtrack.
One twists, one weeps.
One builds walls, one breaks hearts.
Both deserve their own Netflix series, but instead they ended up in my jangle-pop / indie-rock fever dream.

Turn it up loud, cry a little, laugh a little, and remember:
👉 The guy with the big ears is not like the guy with the big tears.

Lyrics:

The guy with the big ears,
he twists your words, he twists your fears.
He takes your trust, he breaks it down,
he wears a smile but it’s a crown.

And the guy with the big tears,
he cries for love, he cries for years.
He carries hearts, he carries pain,
he gives it all and gets no gain.

The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

Oh — pain in my heart, oh — tears never stop,
cry for the broken, cry till we drop.
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

The guy with the big ears,
he never bleeds, he never hears.
He builds his walls, he hides his face,
he leaves behind an empty place.

But the guy with the big tears,
he’s love and loss, he’s hope and fears.
He holds your hand, he feels your night,
he breaks in dark, but he burns in light.

The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

Always alone, forever in fear,
crying for love, crying right here.
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

Tears… tears… tears…
Hearts… hearts… broken hearts…
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

The guy with the big ears

Log Island -- it's what Stockholm means in English, more or less. 
New single, Sister Death b/w Our Time, is out now on all platforms. (Sister Death even has a music video!) Follow Log Island on Instagram to stay up to date! 
In the meantime, visit the Log Island Website, follow Log Island on Instagram, and enjoy a few Log Island demo recordings right here on SoundCloud!

All songs written, arranged, performed and recorded by Ben Martin (Benjamin G. Martin, Stockholm).

Logo by Carla Rozman. Photos by Annelie Drakman.

La vaina es darky, con tambor tropical y la psicodelia frita

Hi Friends, I'm Matt. Just a real guy, living a regular life, who likes to make regular music you can feel.

I hope to connect with folks who share the same vision.

Full original bedroom productions (Lyrics Creation, Stems, Stories, Cover Art) by me. Remixes will be clearly labeled.

Fair Warning: These are bedroom-produced beats heard through the Bose Quiet comfort. Doing the best I can for some cruising quality-control....

Oh, and, Ghost Protocol Initiated...

had to come to soundcloud cus distro banned me

just a vocalist/lofi artist trying to find her way

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

just here to listen to some bops
insta: @franch.3

An exec once told me I didn’t have the face for music... And I did hide said face from music for a decade, but after stockpiling bops I realized I needed to crawl out of my cave and face the music I'd stockpiled. These bootstrap mixtapes are deep cuts, scrappy demos, a workshop, a confessional. Hatched from one bad face, Songbirds of Sunset is less a band, more a scrambled cult of imaginary friends and unstable muses.

New tracks tagged #Bedroompop