2025.03.27 -This was an afternoon of creation process, in making this improvisational Jazz number at Jon's Wauwatosa home based informal studio. Jon put two part together and we sang a couple overdub harmonies to see how it sounded. First try ever doing this kind of music or recording in his studio together. We will work on this and finish it up, and Jon will work his magic in his Audio Logic world and get a final finished version soon.

Marshall Carlson- Vocals, Lyrics, Harmonies and Keyboards
Jon Mercer- Mix and edit.

Swept Away- (rough harmony version day one.)

hope u like it , it's my first finished track , took like an hour to make but i thought i'd share with y'all , stay safe out there

Echoes

Trashy NRG 1

Recorded when the ink was still wet, first take. Paper Planes [the original version]
Low Tide Fever - Demo Tapes  

》I folded our memories up
》Small enough to dance in the air
》Left the window open so they wouldn't be trapped here...
》The book full of sad songs is gone too
》I tore a few pages out 
》To make paper planes for you
》To send away all the love we once knew 
》Something so sweet deserves to be free
》Just like you, just like me ♡ 

  

Paper Planes (Original version)

hard tekk for your mind

16 style

I made my first Vocaloid song! Tell me if you like it guys, I made the prod and the lyrics btw. 
It's the story of a draw who doesn't want to disappear so she sing to express her feelings (kinda goofy, but I'm proud of it bruh) 

LYRICS : 
oh oh oh oh 
we were two pieces of the same set. 

watching the sunset with you was amazing, 
I didn't tell you earlier but you're so amazing that's break my heart made of paper

You did a great job i look real on the screen,  
under my skin there is nothing like color and blood, 
i feel empty every day, but thank you for giving me,
 a face, 
a dress, 
and a cool boyfriend,

a name,
a world, 
and a good story

So why... 

PRE CHORUS
I keep saying, "Don't die, don't die, don't die." 
i'm not this lonely, I promise. 
there is no answers so dont need to ask, 
ah ah ah 

i was your lighter not a cigarette to crush, 
you created me just for fun, 
and now i have to fly away like smoke,
I don't have the same power than a smoker,
than a designer, 

i'm just one of his cigarettes in his pack, 
yeah...


in fact, I hate being a princess.
can you tell me how to live if i'm not in the right place
for me, your reality is better. 
here i can't even be my own savior

you draw a cute smile on an erased face. 
i don't know who they are but you keep show me at the others. 
i think that everyone are a stranger, for me but
look at me look at me, don't erase the paper, please

i'm a fucking liar, tell me what i can do, 
you keep staring at me,  
and i keep learning all the day, 
how to sing like your favorite artist, 

I cried, but nothing go out of my eyes.
it's not my decisions, and it will never be mine.
i keep watching you everyday, clapping my hands again, 
Why did you let me, there !!!! iyeiyeee

CHORUS
stay, with me, 
another day, 
i don't wanna dissapear oh i dont want to hear,   
to scream because i fucking wanna die ! *die die, die* 

so stay, with, me, 
another day,   
i need you to make me feel real today,
mommy please, 
call me back,
draw me back, 
love me back...

why it's not me

Here's a song I wrote like 10 years ago. My lyrics don't always reflect how I truly feel, it's just about what I was feeling at a certain point in time - so it's worth noting that I do not, in fact, "love her" anymore

Just another emo ass sad song about something that happened when I was 15. As always recorded hastily with just a few takes and overdubs directly into audacity, so a lot of the harmonies distort and it's low quality and all that, idk I just wanted to record something again after so long so here it is

Life ALWAYS gets better no matter what, and that's why I wrote this song, even if it doesn't seem like it

Anyways, the lyrics

(verse 1)
She was on his mind for what must have been the millionth time that day,
she'd betrayed and walked away, another game to play...
And old blink album, a dozen valium, a bottle of 151
He decided then and there that his worldly time was done.
Gulp and gobble, go full throttle, this Earth was just too good for him,
time to face the other place, it's time to answer for his sins.
Sometimes I pity that poor kid, a week after he turned 15
was when it all became too much, he wanted one eternal dream

(chorus 1)
He loved you, girl, he loved you, more than you could ever know
He only longed to hold you and stroke that hair of red and gold.
He didn't deserve the things you did, so he took a dozen pills...
He loved you, girl, he loves you, and I know he always will.
Always will.

(verse 2)
She was on his mind for what must have been the millionth time that night,
another fight, another slight, so he walked toward the light.
Adam's Song was on repeat and smoke was in the air,
he left a note under the rug and I know 'cause I was there.
He carved her name into his headboard, more telling than the words he wrote,
a three-page, teary, God-forgive-me-I-couldn't-take-it suicide note.
He sank into a place between his happy dreams and times forgot,
and when he woke up in his hurl that girl was his first thought.

(chorus 1)
He loved you, girl, he loved you, more than you could ever know
He only longed to hold you and stroke that hair of red and gold.
He didn't deserve the things you did, so he took a dozen pills...
He loved you, girl, he loves you, and I know he always will.
Always will.

(musical interlude)

(chorus 1)
He loved you, girl, he loved you, more than you could ever know
He only longed to hold you and stroke that hair of red and gold.
He didn't deserve the things you did, so he took a dozen pills...
He loved you, girl, he loves you, and I know he always will.
Always will.

(chorus 2)
He loved you, girl, he loved you, more than you ever deserved.
He only longed to hold you, and lingered on your every word.
He didn't deserve the things you did, no longer cared to be alive...
He loved you, girl, he loves you, but you're lucky he survived.

He survived. (x4)

I survived.

First Try (demo)

Set#001

scheiß auf alles, einfach nur floor

TEst for the funk 07

Bitch get out my face 
Running round town with my dogs all day 
Can’t fuck with you no mo
On the fence like it’s so so 
Now all of this slo mo

Finna smoke dooe
Feeling so cold
This cash I like to hold
The money come in and take control

The money in and then it goes 
The money come in and take ya soul
You get some more now you want some more
The money come in and close the door 

The money came in and closed the door
Then I opened up the window
Then I’m looking out the tenth floor
Thought that we would just be friends though

And I don’t know how I got here
And the guidance it was not clear 
And I’m fried so I might nod here 
Trynna live with love and not fear

In this life - live, love, and laugh bro
Only real ones know the facts though 
Irish goodbye out the back door
I might go down as an asshole

And I kick it with Dougie, ten toes down even when it gets ugly 
Rocking with tor right now, when real life not the phone right now

And she bad but she ain’t like my twin 
Fuck what they had told you search is from within

rocking wit FEAT. Doug Beverly(prod.neverforever)

UpdeArse

Inspired by beauty but still love messy noize

I write songs like threats with a dope beat. 
Listen love follow rinse repeat I'm always dropping new tracks ♡ 
Thank you for all the love messages and support this is crazy you guys fucking kick ass 😘



▪︎ Alysa ▪︎
[I write songs like threats with a dope beat]

Love letters and ransom notes built from pop, indie, and hip-hop roots.

I don’t soften edges-I soundtrack the storm.

For the ones who hear melodies in color and dream in black.

Be everything. Fake nothing.

Lyrics, composition, vocals, production, chaos by me.
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i post music made with love from my 12yo computer

First try,straight from the closet.
No studio,no budged,just vibe
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