🚨 WAKE UP, NEW YORKERS! 🚨 As the 2025 NYC mayoral election heats up with Zohran Mamdani leading the pack after his primary win over Cuomo, Russell Nomer unleashes this explosive patriotic rock-punk anthem to rally the resistance!   Feel the raw urgency in gritty vocals and aggressive riffs as it blasts his "parasite empire" of rent freezes, free buses, universal childcare, city-run groceries, and massive tax hikes that could bankrupt the city and spark a business exodus.  This hypnotic banger, packed with psycho-acoustic builds and crowd chants, is engineered to ignite moral outrage, expose the woke mind virus glorifying chaos, and motivate you to smash the socialist chains—vote for Curtis Sliwa and reclaim our freedom! 💥🇺🇸
Patriots, this is YOUR call to action: Stream it loud, share it wide, and fuel the fire before it's too late! If you're tired of fringe agendas pushing NYC toward collapse, hit play, repost, and join the viral movement to save the greatest city on Earth. Let's make this explode—follow for more anthems of rebellion!


Wake Up New York!

“Complaint Number 35”

(I was locked out of my SoundCloud Account 08/24/2025 - 10/09/2025)

This song was born from raw frustration and defiance. I had to make it because artists like me—DJ Oracle—often feel powerless, stuck beneath giant music distribution platforms that prioritize profit over the creators themselves. Despite uploading my work with hope, SoundCloud—a cornerstone for so many emerging artists—failed to respond to not one, but 34 complaints, earning a notorious D- rating from the Better Business Bureau. That shock and betrayal is what fueled this anthem. 

https://www.bbb.org/us/ny/new-york/profile/music-distribution-companies/soundcloud-inc-0121-87150311

Right now (08/24/2025), I’m completely locked out of my account. The site instructs me to “reset my password,” but the process loops endlessly. I’ve run out of the “backup codes” SoundCloud once provided. As a result, I’m 100% locked out of my catalog — 110 songs and the fans I worked so hard to build. This song is my way of reclaiming power when the system silences artists.

Every lyric reflects that tension:

Verses expose the cold reality of ghosted artists and an institution that grades trust while abandoning creators.

Pre-choruses climb with righteous anger—“Boom, Boom, I’m going to rock this fucking room”—as I reclaim power.

Choruses and the bridge become stadium-sized chants, turning protest into a communal roar, demanding recognition and refusing to be silenced.

This is more than a song—it’s a rallying cry. It’s about taking back the mic when the system tries to mute us.

Artist vs. Distribution Platforms

Artists are often left with little control. Distribution companies like SoundCloud lock us behind policies—or silence us altogether. Even though they promise “tools” and “connectivity,” the truth is: when complaints pile up, we lose visibility, engagement, and trust. That imbalance is at the heart of this track—because without true access to artists, those platforms collapse into empty promises.

SoundCloud Today: Valuation & Revenue

Even while treating artists like ghost stories, SoundCloud is financially far from broke:

In 2023, SoundCloud generated approximately €288 million in annual revenue — around US $310 million — a year-over-year increase of 7–9%.
(Sources: cbinsights.com, musicbusinessworldwide.com, nypost.com)

For the first time in its history, SoundCloud achieved a positive EBITDA of about €2 million in 2023.
(Source: musicbusinessworldwide.com)

Its valuation has climbed steadily, reaching over US $1 billion in 2023.
(Source: prioridata.com)

So yes—they can be profitable and command massive value—yet still leave artists in the silence. That contrast is exactly what “Complaint Number 35” calls out.

#DJOracle
#ComplaintNumber35

Complaint Number 35

“Rebel Chorus” is pure defiance — a rally cry for every voice that’s ever been told to quiet down.
It’s Experimental Indie Bedroom Rock Pop built from distortion, sweat, and freedom — where the walls shake and the lyrics bite back.

This track sits at the heart of the A Wall of Light album — a moment of uprising between darkness and awakening.
It’s what happens when a thousand unheard people start singing the same truth.
There’s no autotune, no polish — just grit, guitars, and the pulse of rebellion.

“We won’t obey.”
“Tear it down. Take it down. We’re building something new.”

It’s the sound of resistance becoming harmony.
It’s a revolution set to a beat — and everyone’s invited to sing.

#DJOracle
#RebelChorus

Rebel Chorus

Title: Decolonize Your Mind
Artist: Jesus Christus KI Generation
A powerful protest anthem calling for liberation from colonial chains and the embrace of true freedom. "Decolonize Your Mind" urges you to shatter the illusions of power and heed the gentle call of love. With global rhythms that blend worlds – a call to dance, reflect, and unite. Inspired by meekness and harmony. 



Decolonize your mind - Jesus Christus KI Generation

Title: Free Your Mind From Colony
Singer: Jesus Christ AI Generation
One strong protest song wey dey call for freedom from colony chain and to accept true freedom. "Free Your Mind From Colony" dey push you to break power illusion and hear the soft call of love. With global rhythm wey dey mix culture—na invitation to dance, think, and unite. Inspired by meekness and harmony. 



Free Your Mind From Colony   Pidgin - Jesus Christus Ki Generation

“Who Breaks the Silence?” is a powerful, thought-provoking song exploring the struggle for free speech and individuality in a world governed by social codes and silent conformity. The lyrics reflect on the pressures to fit in, the fear of standing out, and how truth is often suppressed or ignored when society chooses comfort over honesty. Each verse questions authority, challenges the “Silent Code” that judges and restrains genuine self-expression, and calls listeners to reconsider how silence and fear shape our collective voice. The chorus serves as a rallying cry, asking who will dare to break the silence, who can withstand resistance, and whether we choose freedom or remain caged by expectation. The song’s journey moves from frustration and resignation to hope, urging people to rise up with authenticity, compassion, and courage to find their own light and empower others to do the same.


Who Breaks The Silence?

Wacht auf, ihr Menschenkinder – Patrick Levien KI Projekt
Ein kraftvoller Protest-Song, der Kinder und Erwachsene weltweit aufruft, sich gegen Gewalt, Rassismus und den Missbrauch von Religion für Macht und Geld zu erheben. Im Geist eines Weltenlehrers fordert „Wacht auf, ihr Menschenkinder“ Frieden, Liebe und ein Ende der Kriege – von Gaza bis Caracas. Singt, schreit, lacht und klagt an – für eine bessere Welt!  Liedtext: Wacht auf, ihr Menschenkinder  Intro
Wacht auf, ihr Menschenkinder... egal, wo ihr auch seid...
In Afrika, in Europa, in Amerika, in Südamerika, in Asien...
Höre, dass der Hahn dich ruft... Wacht auf!  Strophe 1
Hört, ihr Menschenkinder, die Welt ist voller Gewalt, das tut mir weh.
Überall Elend und Kummer durch Bomben und Raketen.
Kinder leiden jeden Tag ohne Netflix und Sport.
Caracas ist für Mode und Hollywood jetzt so gar nicht der richtige Ort.
Mein Freund Jesus ist so richtig sauer, weil sie sagen, dass sie für ihn Böses machen.
Doch wie kann man glauben, dass dem Jesus das gefällt, dieses unter Trümmern und Hunger vergessene Lachen?
Denn Gott gab dem Menschen die Erde und die Gebote für das gemeinsame Glück.
Und jetzt, ihr Menschenkinder, seid ihr kurz vor dem Ziel.
Ändert die Regeln von diesem Weltenspiel!  Refrain
Wacht auf, ihr Menschenkinder, singt, schreit, lacht und klagt an!
Es ist Zeit zu rebellieren, friedlich, macht die Lampen an und leuchtet auf sie,
die Gott verraten haben, egal ob Jahwe, Allah oder Gott.
Überall waren die Mörder des Kapitals im Auftrag Gottes unterwegs, das ist doch Schrott!
Gott sagt, du sollst nicht töten und erst recht nicht für Geld.
Es gibt zu viele Killer auf dieser Welt.  Strophe 2
Mein Freund aus Gaza sagt, dass sie dort leiden unter der fremden Besatzung.
Die Kolonialherren glauben, sie hätten Gottes Befehl, diese ganzen Verbrechen zu tun.
Wahhabisten, Dschihadisten, christliche und jüdische Rassisten
vergehen sich an dieser Welt für blinde Ideologie und Blutgeld von den Satanisten.
Sekten lügen laut, verkaufen Gott für Macht und Geld.
Menschenkinder, tragt den Idealismus in die Welt!
Verkauft Essen, Wohnungen, Strom statt Bomben und Gewehre.
Wacht auf und zieht aus 1945 eure Lehre!  Refrain
Wacht auf, ihr Menschenkinder, singt, schreit, lacht und klagt an!
Es ist Zeit zu rebellieren, friedlich, gegen diesen Größenwahn.
Viele Menschen haben Gott verraten, egal ob Jahwe, Allah oder Gott.
Überall waren die Mörder des Kapitals im Auftrag Gottes unterwegs, das ist doch Schrott!
Gott sagt, du sollst nicht töten und erst recht nicht für Geld.
Es gibt zu viele Killer auf dieser Welt.  Strophe 3
Die Mächtigen brauchen eure Seele für eure Unterwerfung.
Lass dir von niemandem sagen, dass es okay ist zu töten als Vergeltung.
Vergewaltiger und Mörder gehören weggesperrt,
Betrüger und Diebe gefedert und geteert.  Refrain
Wacht auf, ihr Menschenkinder, singt, schreit, lacht und klagt an!
Es ist Zeit zu rebellieren, friedlich, gegen diesen Größenwahn.
Viele Menschen haben Gott verraten, egal ob Jahwe, Allah oder Gott.
Überall waren die Mörder des Kapitals im Auftrag Gottes unterwegs, das ist doch Schrott!
Gott sagt, du sollst nicht töten und erst recht nicht für Geld.
Es gibt zu viele Killer auf dieser Welt.  Refrain
Wacht auf, ihr Menschenkinder, singt, schreit, lacht und klagt an!
Es ist Zeit zu rebellieren, friedlich, gegen diesen Größenwahn.
Viele Menschen haben Gott verraten, egal ob Jahwe, Allah oder Gott.
Überall waren die Mörder des Kapitals im Auftrag Gottes unterwegs, das ist doch Schrott!
Gott sagt, du sollst nicht töten und erst recht nicht für Geld.
Es gibt zu viele Killer auf dieser Welt.

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Wacht auf ihr Menschenkinder -  Patrick Levien KI Projekt

Wake Up, Children of the World – Patrick Levien AI Project
A powerful protest song calling on children and adults worldwide to rise against violence, racism, and the misuse of religion for power and greed. In the spirit of a world teacher, “Wake Up, Children of the World” demands peace, love, and an end to wars—from Gaza to Caracas. Sing, shout, laugh, and call out—together for a better world!  Lyrics: Wake Up, Children of the World  Intro
Wake up, children of the world... no matter where you are...
In Africa, in Europe, in America, in South America, in Asia...
Listen, the rooster calls you... Wake up!  Verse 1
Listen, children of the world, the world is full of violence, it hurts my heart.
Misery and sorrow everywhere from bombs and rockets.
Children suffer every day without Netflix or sports.
Caracas isn’t the place for fashion or Hollywood, not at all.
My friend Jesus is really angry because they say they do evil in His name.
But how can anyone believe Jesus likes this forgotten laughter under rubble and hunger?
For God gave humans the Earth and commandments for shared happiness.
And now, children of the world, you’re so close to the goal.
Change the rules of this world’s game!  Chorus
Wake up, children of the world, sing, shout, laugh, and call out!
It’s time to rebel, peacefully, light the lamps and shine on those
who have betrayed God, be it Yahweh, Allah, or God.
The murderers of capital were everywhere, acting in God’s name—what nonsense!
God says, thou shalt not kill, especially not for money.
There are too many killers in this world.  Verse 2
My friend from Gaza says they suffer under foreign occupation.
The colonial lords believe they have God’s command to commit these crimes.
Wahhabists, jihadists, Christian and Jewish racists
sin against this world for blind ideology and blood money from Satanists.
Sects lie loudly, selling God for power and money.
Children of the world, carry idealism into the world!
Sell food, homes, electricity instead of bombs and guns.
Wake up and learn your lesson from 1945!  Chorus
Wake up, children of the world, sing, shout, laugh, and call out!
It’s time to rebel, peacefully, against this megalomania.
Many have betrayed God, be it Yahweh, Allah, or God.
The murderers of capital were everywhere, acting in God’s name—what nonsense!
God says, thou shalt not kill, especially not for money.
There are too many killers in this world.  Verse 3
The powerful need your soul for your submission.
Let no one tell you it’s okay to kill for retribution.
Rapists and murderers belong behind bars,
Cheats and thieves tarred and feathered.  Chorus
Wake up, children of the world, sing, shout, laugh, and call out!
It’s time to rebel, peacefully, against this megalomania.
Many have betrayed God, be it Yahweh, Allah, or God.
The murderers of capital were everywhere, acting in God’s name—what nonsense!
God says, thou shalt not kill, especially not for money.
There are too many killers in this world.  Chorus
Wake up, children of the world, sing, shout, laugh, and call out!
It’s time to rebel, peacefully, against this megalomania.
Many have betrayed God, be it Yahweh, Allah, or God.
The murderers of capital were everywhere, acting in God’s name—what nonsense!
God says, thou shalt not kill, especially not for money.
There are too many killers in this world.  



Wake up , Children of the World - Patrick Levien KI Projekt

THIS IS AN OPEN SOURCE SONG WITH OPEN RIGHTS TO COVER!
what did we do....what did we do...
We bled for the ballot, marched through the rain.
Built a dream from the ashes — now it circles the drain.
Trump walks like a savior, gold crown on his head,
But the god they invented just worships the dead.
He smiles for the cameras, sells fear by the pound,
While truth gets buried six feet underground.
And the weak-minded kneel, thinking power is grace,
While justice gets lost in a ballroom’s embrace.
They cheer for the man, not the message he twists,
And call it revival — with blood on their fists.
Fake god in a red tie, preaching greed to the choir.
All our stars and our stripes now just fuel for his fire.
He’s no king, just a mirror of the hate we let grow.
If Jesus don’t step in, it’s the end of the show.
They chant in his name like the cross never mattered.
While the bones of our heroes lie broken and scattered.
Republican sycophants drunk on the lie,
Selling out freedom while justice runs dry.
They trade truth for slogans, trade law for applause,
And call it salvation while breaking the laws.
This ain’t prophecy — it’s theft in disguise.
And the blood on the floor ain’t just ours, it’s the price.
He built a pulpit from fear and gold,
And sold the nation for power untold.
Fake god in a red tie, preaching greed to the choir.
All our stars and our stripes now just fuel for his fire.
He’s no king, just a mirror of the hate we let grow.
If Jesus don’t step in, it’s the end of the show.
[christmas feel  catchy symphoney riff long holaday solo]
We didn’t lose the country.
We gave it away.
And the red tie revival
Still preaches today.

THIS IS AN OPEN SOURCE SONG WITH OPEN RIGHTS TO COVER!

Red Tie Revival by The Indivisibles

Why Did We Trust Them
A story song about betrayal, blind votes, and the price of misplaced faith...
THIS IS AN OPEN SOURCE SONG WITH OPEN RIGHTS TO COVER!
We sent them to Washington with hope in our hands.
They turned their backs, sold out the plans.
Durbin, King, Rosen, Hassan —
We gave them the torch.
They dropped it in the dark.
Durbin smiled while the people bled,
Signed off quick, then turned his head.
King stood tall, but bent like straw,
Caved to pressure, ignored the law.
Rosen talked like she knew our pain,
Then voted to lock us out in the rain.
Hassan’s silence was loud and clear,
She vanished when truth drew near.
There are always traitors, always those who lie,
They dress up betrayal and call it “compromise.”
Sorry to the faithful who came before —
They knew what loyalty was for.
We will remember you —
Every name, every vote, every shame you let through.
We’ll do what we have to do,
Because rights aren’t yours to undo.
You chose the darkness, now live there forever.
We trusted you once —
We won’t again. Ever.
Cortez Masto wore justice proud,
But sold it off to please the crowd.
Fetterman, the fighter, lost his spark,
Now he’s just another suit in the dark.
Kaine once spoke like liberty’s son,
Now he’s just noise when the damage is done.
Shaheen, who we thought would stand,
Folded like paper in a trembling hand.
There are always traitors, always those who lie,
They dress up betrayal and call it “compromise.”
Sorry to the faithful who came before —
They knew what loyalty was for.
We will remember you —
Every name, every vote, every shame you let through.
We’ll do what we have to do,
Because rights aren’t yours to undo.
You chose the darkness, now live there forever.
We trusted you once —
We won’t again. Ever.
Bennet blinked when the moment came,
Let freedom burn to protect his name.
Tester rode in with a working man’s pride,
Then sold out the people he swore to guide.
They turned a blind eye to the bigger truth,
Traded our future for party-proof.
Ten names carved in a wall of shame,
Ten who forgot why they came.
Why did we trust them?
Why did we believe?
They left us in the dark —
And that’s where they’ll grieve.

THIS IS AN OPEN SOURCE SONG WITH OPEN RIGHTS TO COVER!

Why Did We Trust Them by The Indivisibles

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DJ Oracle | Multi-Genre Music Producer, Songwriter & Festival DJ

If you hear it, I wrote it

My Focus:
Industry says: “Focus on one genre to build a fanbase.”
I say: “I’ll master them all.”

My writing isn't meant to be confined to one playlist category. Every moment is a mood, every lyric is a poem, and every song tells a story. I refuse to limit myself. Writing music across genres isn’t just a skill—it’s my passion. I have no desire to change who I am to meet industry expectations.

Genre = Mood
Lyrics = Poems
Music = Story

Where Am I Today?
I can write in any genre, any language, and on any topic. I have access to any instrument and can create with any vocal style—male or female. But at my core, I am a writer, not an entertainer.
I feel timid stepping in front of a microphone—exposing myself vocally is still a challenge. There are skills to master and fears to overcome before I record my own voice or perform live. But I am comfortable behind the DJ decks.

Where Am I Going?
As I navigate my place in the music industry, my goal is to split my music into three primary genres and sign with labels that align with each sound:

EDM – #SpinninRecords, #Monstercat, #UltraRecords
South Florida Country Pop – #BigMachineRecords, #CurbRecords
Everything Else – TBD

Next Steps for Me:
✔ Write daily and publish new music weekly
✔ Finish EDM albums: #IWantToDestroyYou and #AlicesSonicJourney
✔ Intern with an established DJ – @PhilHarrisMusic
✔ Start publishing behind-the-scenes content
✔ License a song or album to a record label or collaborate with an artist to expose my music and make money

I know social media is necessary, but it’s far outside my comfort zone. Sharing the creative process, the "sauce" behind the songs, feels vulnerable. But I also know that if I want my music to be heard, I need to open that door—even if it’s uncomfortable.

This is my journey. Let’s see where it leads.

#DJOracle #MusicWithoutLimits #MultiGenreProducer #Songwriter #FestivalDJ #EDM #CountryPop #MusicStorytelling

Hi everyone! ❤️

I have a passion for music, and I write songs. 
Many of my songs are inspired by life itself and love, both its beautiful and challenging moments.

Although it may sound simple, it’s not always the case. Completing a song can take days or even weeks. I use a mixing console to create remixes and remove distracting elements like noise and heavy bass, making the songs more enjoyable to listen to.
I am working on training an AI music program in Danish, while also taking advantage of my freedom to transform both my old and new songs into music.

I am aware that my music will not appeal to everyone. Music is a personal experience, and there will likely be some who don’t like my songs – or even me. That’s something I can live with.

Do you want to criticize? You are welcome to share your thoughts about my music or me. However, I only accept constructive criticism; other forms of criticism will not receive a response.

I hope you enjoy the songs.

TSIM DJ'I❤️
Sandor

Hier findest du Musik von Patrick Levien KI ProjektJesus Christus KI Generation , KI Komplott und Ki Sunclub Mallorca. Dieses Projekt wurde am 9 April 2025 von Uwe Joswig gestartet . 

Here you'll find music by Patrick Levien KI Projekt, Jesus Christus KI Generation, KI Komplott, and Ki Sunclub Mallorca. This project was started on April 9, 2025 by Uwe Joswig.  
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC5cvu2aZt4Bf5n8oHr9UnfQ
https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/artist/236ea329HUvgkH7mIID8DT

In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

New tracks tagged #Protestsong