María

Ol' Dirty Beatz - Super Sharp Shooter (Super Super Sharp Shooter Shooters SHOTS!)

Now would be good

Check your friend sometime

Everything hinging on not boxset binging on living
wading in the water, panning the gravel and sieving
searching for gold in a role on the big silver screen
in monochrome in a mobile home on the scene

I'm not a poet
not here for long
just a feeling
and then I'm gone
something's coming
softly gone
can't put my finger on it
and then it's gone

Waiting in a trailer for a callout for failure to act
called out, whistle blown, called on mobile phone, broke the pact
notification on the riverbank, accounts hacked and closed
siphoned to milk for a python for such oily lactose

Where are we now?
what can we do?
who can we talk to
when it's just you?

Wondering who'll be in the bathing pool where it's deep here
shoulder self hinting as it's tinging and tinting in sepia

Where do we go to?
what do we say?
who do we talk to
from now till today?

Whispered to softly saying let's have a coffee sometime later
tighten your belt where the squeeze is felt at the equator
blindfolded by your lover who you've got an urge to see
is some puss in boots crying wolf or is this an emergency?
blindfolded by your lover who you've got an urge to see
is some puss in boots crying wolf or is this an emergency?

Lyrics and vocals by https://soundcloud.com/openuniversitybeard
Bells and ambience by https://soundcloud.com/fr0ggy5
Arrangemnt and production https://soundcloud.com/the-wolfgirl-liberation

David Bowie (download)

My most listened track besides The One Who Is Ass So Please Don't Talk About It and the Baby Hotline cover from the first EP, and honestly? Deserved. The original song really hits home and I think it shows in my vocals. Love NAPA, I hope I can go to one of their concerts someday, and yeah. It was, indeed, first single of the new and improved sunrise ep: covers and demos.

Credits:
"Deslocado" was originally written, arranged and performed by NAPA, under exclusive license to Universal Music Portugal, LDA.
Produced, arranged, mixed and composed by M, The Chosen.

Lyrics:
Conto os dias para mim
Com a mala arrumada
Já quase não cabia a saudade acumulada
Do azul, vejo o jardim
Mesmo por trás da asa
Mãe, olha à janela, que eu tou a chegar a casa

Que eu tou a chegar a casa
Que eu tou a chegar a casa
Que eu tou a chegar a casa

Por mais que possa parecer
Eu nunca vou pertencer àquela cidade
O mar de gente, o Sol diferente, o monte de betão
Não me provoca nada
Não me convoca casa

Porque eu

Vim de longe, eu vim do meio do mar, no coração
Do oceano, eu tenho a vida inteira
O meu caminho eu faço a pensar
Em regressar
À minha casa, ilha, paz, Madeira

Se eu te explicar palavra a palavra
Nunca vais entender a dor que me cala
A solidão que assombra a hora da partida

Carrego o sossego de poder voltar
Mãe, olha à janela, que eu tou a chegar

Por mais que possa parecer
Eu nunca vou pertencer àquela cidade
O mar de gente, o Sol diferente, o monte de betão
Não me provoca nada
Não me convo...

Um mar de gente, o Sol diferente, o monte de betão
Não me provoca nada
Não me convoca casa

Deslocado (M's Chosen)

Beez

“Paz” is for those moments when the world feels too loud, too fast, and too heavy. It’s about discovering a peace that goes beyond circumstances—not pretending the storm isn’t there, but knowing who is with you through it. A reminder that even when everything around you is restless, your soul can still find a quiet place to breathe.

What if courage was never about feeling ready?

“Valiente” lives in that terrifying space between Who, me? and Why not? — where your knees still shake, the road makes no sense, and somehow you step forward anyway.

Maybe courage begins the moment you hear the call… and go.

Valiente

Tarnished REM

I’m so fuckin’ fancy
I’m fuckin’ fancy
And I can’t stand myself
I’m fuckin’ fancy
And I can’t, can’t, can’t stand myself
I’m gettin’ all, I’m gettin’ all fuckin’ fancy
I’m real
I’m feeling it
I’m the real thing
I’m the real thing
I’m getting fuckin’ fuckin’ fancy
Right here, right now
Fuckin’ fancy right here, right here, right here
Mother fuckin’ right here

Tarnished REM

Compositor de la Ciudad de México. Psicodelia, folk y rock hecho en casa.

Ol' Dirty Beatz © 

"...impulsive Menschen kennen keine Grenzen!" 

https://soundcloud.com/tags/elektro%20osten%20%C2%A9 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJ3326UIEBE 

https://vimeo.com/165676428 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJ3326UIEBE 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-_jaoN-9Hg 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aZ7UYobskNE 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yIF0Ajm7UI 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qmstk4hG7Ks

Amundsen Anders are 44 years old from Hønefoss in Norway. Have played classical piano since he was 7 years old. Improvised piano and sound. 
Have studied Norwegian folk music in Rauland-Telemark University College. Are related to Jon Kjos that was the master of Myllarguten-fiddleplayer.

I'm a lyricist. Every song I release begins as a real conversation with God before it becomes music. My hope is that these songs become the beginning of a conversation between you and your Creator. The music is crafted with contemporary production and digital creative tools, but the words always come first. They're honest prayers, written by a human heart.

MY NAME IS:
JAKE
....




.
'IT KEEPS MY HANDS BUSY'

I don't use modular machines, algorythms or AI input to create my beats or music. All parts are written and created by me with intent x

Persona fragments encased within shame layers and intrapersonal chatter... attempting to participate in the daily human race to reach that special "somewhere spot" in our fabricated, transitory reality.

New tracks tagged #Psychedelic Rock