Belly up to the bar top. Get a cheap shot. What a day…
Only this wall full of alcohol can keep my regrets at bay
But here walks in a new one, yet it seems so familiar to me
Now look who saunters over. It’s my favorite memory

I thought I had lost you, but you’d been standing in the wings
I thought I outgrew all the excitement of a fling

My mind’s now a-buzzin' with alcohol and regret
For paths I’ve forsaken, what you’ll never forget
And I’ve been such a pretender, halfway playing a part
Drinking, stuck in a daydream. It was over before it could start

I wish we could go back; stretch a new canvas on the frame
I can’t seem to move past this suit and tie that I became

Come sit down beside me. Let's try to get something on the page
Quiet my critic. It’s only me standing in your way

Alex Summerlin – vocals, acoustic guitar 
Chad Terrell – electric guitars, bass
Rick Scott – pianos and synth; drums, mandolin, and chamber orchestra programming
Engineer – Chad Terrell
Production – Rick Scott, Chad Terrell, Alex Summerlin, WaterWoods Studio, Maumelle, AR
Photography - Kim Terrell

Gonna Be Okay

What's in the Way

A Buscar El Pan Y El Vino

Spieln (demo)

void aside

I might feel sum if I died

‘noid at pride  

I might feel safe if I died

avoid outside

I might feel sun if I died

annoyed and cried

I might feel nothing if I died

devoid of tide

I might feel that if I died

denoted side

I might forget if I died

void aside
I might feel sum if I died
‘noid at pride
I might feel safe if I died
avoid outside
I might feel sun if I died
annoyed, cried  
I might feel no’ing if I died
devoid of tide
I might feel that if I died
denoted side
I might forget if I died

void aside
I might feel sum if I died
‘noid at pride
I might feel safe if I died
avoid outside
I might feel sun if I died
annoyed, cried  
I might feel no’ing if I died
devoid of tide
I might feel that if I died
denoted side
I might forget if I died

A well oiled meat machine

snake coiled when stimulated reaction

feel in or void same expression.

to blood bone soiled of mean

Luna’s make in lies give sheen

fake simulated emotion

Shone, clean, dry, no oil seen,

the bud n light dont require caution,

whenever it dries up spark the green.

The less conscious the lotion,

the cleaner the smile 

cleanest smile no hint, scene !

hide it’s fake a nautious motion. 

that’s cause ima 

A well oiled meat machine

snake coiled when stimulated reaction

feel in or void same expression.

to blood bone soiled of mean

Luna’s make in lies give sheen

fake simulated emotion

Shone, clean, dry, no oil seen,

the bud n light dont require caution,

whenever it dries up spark the green.

The less conscious the lotion,

the cleaner the smile no hint, scene !

that it’s fake a nautious motion.

the less conscious the lotion

a fake so fake nautious motion

The less conscious the lotion,

a fake so fake nautious motion

void

LYRICS:
Pressure…  
Fire…  
Crust…  
Core…  

Never gonna make it…  

I drill through the silence,  
Shadows under stone,  
Every mile is breaking,  
I’m deeper, still alone.  

I'd be vaporized, polarized,  
Surprised in front of your eyes—  
Buried in obsession,  
A truth I can’t deny.  

Sixty-mile crust, 
Mantle thirty times more,  
Gravity screaming, 
Don’t open that door.  
The deeper I go, 
The less I survive—  
Why chase tomorrow 
When today’s still alive?  

I’m the Tunneling Earthman,  
Breaking under the stone,  
Digging down forever 
But I’ll never belong.  
Heat like the sun, 
Steel into dust,  
Why fight the impossible—  
When the surface is enough?  

Diamonds turn to ashes,  
Iron rains inside,  
The center is a furnace,  
No human can survive.  

Pressure on my spirit,  
Caved in by design,  
Even Earth says “return now,”  
Your place is in the sky.  

Sixty-mile crust, 
Mantle thirty times more,  
Gravity screaming, 
Don’t open that door.  
The deeper I go, 
The less I survive—  
Why chase tomorrow 
When today’s still alive?

I’m the Tunneling Earthman,  
Breaking under the stone,  
Digging down forever 
But I’ll never belong.  
Heat like the sun, 
Steel into dust,  
Why fight the impossible—  
When the surface is enough?  

Pressure! Fire! 
Pressure! Fire!  
Closer—higher
Closer—higher

So why not love-
This surface life?  

I’m the Tunneling Earthman,  
Breaking under the stone,  
Digging down forever 
But I’ll never belong.  

Why chase the impossible? 
What are we fighting for?  
When love on the surface  
Means I’m already more.  

I’m the Tunneling Earthman  
Crushed before the core  
Digging down forever 
But I’ll never explore
Why bury my heartbeat 
In a fire I can’t survive?  

When the light of the Earth 
Keeps me alive

Pressure… fire…  
Pressure… fire…  
A'live... A'live

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EARTHMAN

Quote Tante Meli: https://soundcloud.com/tante-meli
....something very different - i know :D

DIE GLUT means "the glow" (of fire)
my thoughts behind it were the great good mood when we jumped over almost burned down fires when we were kids. jumping was always a sign of being "brave". although it was never really dangerous ;D

whole translation:
I'M JUMPING OVER THE GLOW
JUST BECAUSE I'M ABLE TO -
I HAVE COURAGE

german:

ICH SPRINGE ÜBER DIE GLUT
WEIL ICH ES KANN
ICH HABE MUT

Die Glut (Dance Remix)

Isolation

amber's choice

a confessional and theatrical off-kilter rock opera through reckless nights, lingering desire, going too far...and ruining everything 
------
LYRICS:
------
I'm callin'  
just to tell you  

That what we did  
last night  
Was a little irresponsible  
Entirely unusual  

When I asked you out  
To meet up drinkin' espresso  
Didn't mean to start up  
Didn't mean to hook up  

Don't know why  
I'm asking all these questions  
About your life  

Unsure why I'm taking  
Such deep interest  

Never should have 
Asked you downtown  

We sat there  
For too much damn time  
And we got to know-  
What makes us go  

Now we're pushing thirty  
And we're pushin' pretty dirty  
I think we lit the fire  
Scorching more than just last night  

Maybe there's a reason  
We committed such a treason  

I can't unsee the flower  
The flower that you 
Have down there  
Down there  
Downtown  
We drove 
Down there  

And we're playing 
The loser's game  
Just playing games  
Burnt into memories  
I saw it all  
Your Wonderwall  

What was it like for you?  
Is it lingering?  
Bodies glimmering  

Now we're pushing thirty  
And we're pushin' pretty dirty  
I think we lit the fire  
Scorching more than just last night  

Maybe there's a reason  
We committed such a treason  

Bourbon on your lips  
Light in your eyes  
I felt the world collapse  
And quietly rise  

Laughing through the chaos  
But something stayed behind  
A little spark  
A little scar  
I can’t leave it behind  

Caught between the thrill  
And the weight of what we do  
Every glance a question  
Every touch a clue  

We drove past midnight  
Side streets and faded signs  
Hands entwined in silence  
Tracing all the lines  

Burned the rules we promised  
Left the world outside  

Now it’s just us  
And the sparks 
We can’t hide  

Pushing thirty  
Pushin' dirty  
Lighting fires  
We're deniers  

Maybe reason  
For this treason  
Was to see  
The flower 
That we can't unsee  

Can't unsee-

I think we lit a fire  
Scorching more than 
Just last night  

Scorching more than 
Just last night

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PUSHIN' PRETTY DIRTY (How To Go Too Far & Ruin Everything)

The Hidden People of the Forest (Mix 2025)

Meet me at the heart Nebula (Mix 2025)

Oh, guitar boy! He’s your typical cool-dude musician who slacks his way through life, treating women as disposable conquests, putting together a collection of “voiceless girls” he won’t remember the next morning. But his game ends here and it ends now: “KTGB!” has the guitar boy playing his own requiem as, unbeknownst to him, he keeps repeating the melody of the vocal motif from the song’s outro: “Bye-bye, blue eyed baby!”

THE RIRIVERSE - KTGB!

Long Story (Remix)

Every Whisper (Remix 2025)

The Ririverse is a force that serves progressive eclectic pop!

We are an electronic pop duo with a connection to nature and trees, which have great healing powers🙏🦉🌳


Main & backing vocals & lyrics & connection with nature & the hidden people of the forest & Mixes & Remixes & near field recording & pictures
Heidi K: https://soundcloud.com/heidijks

Music production by Jeamland
https://soundcloud.com/mortenjeamland

℗2025 Lumi Records

Alex Summerlin is an eclectic alternative and folk-rock musician who has played music professionally for over a decade around the Little Rock, AR, and Nashville, TN areas. Originally hailing from Bryant, AR, Alex was drawn to music at a young age by the generations of working musicians in his family.  He started playing cover music in local bars and clubs as young as 12 years old, playing music steadily throughout his teens and twenties.

Alex started writing music in college as a passion project to break out of the limitations he felt playing cover songs. There, he met fellow long-time musicians and collaborators Rick Scott and Chad Terrell, and they joined Alex to write and produce songs from their home studio in Maumelle, AR (WaterWoods Studio). 

Since then, Alex, Chad, and Rick have continued writing and producing songs that reflect influences from several genres and three generations of music they wish to share with anyone who will listen. 

Thank you for checking out these songs, and stick around for more coming soon!

fast drums and cheeky genre-play

my albums are on bandcamp, liminal charms is now streaming

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes, performs and/or produces a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave & Experimental World Pop. Collectively, it's a genre known as QUIRKPOP --- Music that makes you say, "What the hell is this?"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

Influences include Weird Al, Nathan Fielder, David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain and T-Swift. Their favorite inventions are the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel... who may be an entity or a god.



With deepest connection with:
Child of Nature: https://soundcloud.com/childofnature
The Forest Army: https://soundcloud.com/theforestarmy
Amanitalinda: https://soundcloud.com/amanitalinda
Heidi K: https://soundcloud.com/heidijks
Jeamland & Bolt: https://soundcloud.com/jeamland-bolt
The Earth Love: https://soundcloud.com/theearthlove
Jörg: https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Martin: https://soundcloud.com/m_ja

New tracks tagged #Progressive Pop