Early american Blues song written for Mandolin

Knox County Stop (soundcloud)

Knox County Stomp

Ah-ah… mmh…
Shining bright tonight…

LED colors dancing on the snow,
Tiny sparkling pulses in a steady glow,
Windows flicker gently through the quiet night,
Everything is glowing in a soft warm light.

Digital shimmer on every street,
Bells in the distance keep the rhythm sweet,
Hearts lighting up under winter skies,
Magic in the air as the city comes alive.

Christmas LED light, shining through the cold,
Turning every moment into red and gold,
Christmas LED light, glowing pure and bright,
Hold me close, we’re glowing like the night.

Garlands on the rooftops in a dancing line,
Twinkling little stories in a festive sign,
Every step we take feels a bit more bright,
Wrapped inside this soft illuminated night.

Digital shimmer on every street,
Bells in the distance keep the rhythm sweet,
Hearts lighting up under winter skies,
Magic in the air as the city comes alive.

Christmas LED light, shining through the cold,
Turning every moment into red and gold,
Christmas LED light, glowing pure and bright,
Hold me close, we’re glowing like the night.

Let the colors fade and rise,
Painting songs across the skies,
Every shade a little spark,
Guiding us through winter dark.

Christmas LED light, shining through the cold,
Turning every moment into red and gold,
Christmas LED light, glowing pure and bright,
Stay with me and glow with me tonight.

Christmas LED light

🍵 Antaja Love  🎶
Feeling: 🌅 Chill | Intimate | Ethereal

This is a smooth, atmospheric track about finding your quiet place in the world... a place filled with love, sweetness, and comfort.

It's the soundtrack for those moments when you just want to sit back, relax, and pour your tea.

"This is love / Where I wanna be."

📜 Full Lyrics 📜

Antaja love 
Aneba be 
When your love is born 
Forever be 
Alala wana 
Pourin' tea 
This is love where I wanna be

You live where my heart beats ❤️ 
You can be sweet like your drink 
Pour your love all on me and 'cause of love all I want is tea ☕ 
Antaja Wana 
Alala 
Pourin' tea

This love I'm born for it ✨ (ah)
 Born for it  (ah)
This love I'm born for it  (ah) 
Born for it  (ah)

Antaja Aneba be 
When your love is born 
Forevеr be Alala 
Pourin' tea 
This is love 
Wherе I wanna be

Antaja love 
Aneba be 
When your love is born 
Forever be 
Alala wana 
Pourin' tea 
This is love where I wanna be

Antaja Love

A throwback country tune with a whole lot of honesty and a little too much beer.
“Tired of My Own Sh*t” is a funny, self-roasting 70s/80s style country song built on fiddle, mandolin, and steel lap guitar — sung with that strong old-school masculine twang.

It’s all about being out of shape, out of breath, out of motivation, and somehow still crackin’ open another cold one instead of fixing anything.
If you’ve ever been tired of your own excuses but still sittin’ in that recliner… this one’s for you.

Warm analog vibes • Outlaw humor • Classic country instrumentation
Kick back, laugh at yourself, and hit play.

Tired of My Own S_'t

A lonely-road outlaw country ballad for anyone who’s ever run from their own past with nothing but a diesel engine, a dark highway, and a quiet cab full of thoughts.
“Highway Don’t Judge Me” rolls through the night in classic 70s–80s country style — warm analog tone, steel guitar cries, fiddle sweeps, and a strong masculine vocal telling the story of a man who finds more comfort in the open road than he ever found at home.

No preacher, no partner, no past mistakes can keep up with him out here.
Only the white lines, the hum of the engine, and the one friend that never asks questions:

the highway.

A moody, cinematic trucking ballad inspired by the quiet loneliness of late-night American roads and Hopper-style imagery.
Sit back, dim the lights, and let the road roll under you.

Highway Don’t Judge Me

Carioquinha

A cosmic bluegrass lullaby — whispered like a secret in the dark. Soft fiddle, trembling harmonies, and a lonely theremin shimmer drift through a night where memory feels more real than touch. For anyone who’s ever loved a ghost and learned to let go.

Caress of the Wind

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The 'Spice' Rises Higher

Cooler Than Air II

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This track dives straight into the moment when clarity finally cuts through the haze. It’s about wanting the truth — even when it stings — because holding onto “maybe” hurts more than hearing what’s real. The song follows the tension of someone stuck in circles, waiting for honesty that never comes, until the realization lands: the love they hoped for just isn’t there. But instead of breaking down, the story leans into a raw kind of strength — facing the truth, letting go, and reclaiming dignity with a mix of frustration, humor, and self-respect. A soundtrack for anyone who’s done being kept in the dark.

Dieser Song springt mitten in den Moment, in dem Klarheit endlich durch den Nebel bricht. Es geht darum, die Wahrheit hören zu wollen — selbst wenn sie wehtut — weil ein „Vielleicht“ am Ende mehr schmerzt als ehrliche Worte. Der Track begleitet die Spannung eines Menschen, der immer wieder im Kreis läuft, auf Ehrlichkeit wartet, die nie kommt, bis die Erkenntnis einschlägt: Die Liebe, auf die er gehofft hat, gibt es nicht. Doch statt zusammenzubrechen, entsteht daraus eine rohe Stärke — der Mut, der Wahrheit ins Auge zu sehen, loszulassen und sich seinen Stolz zurückzuholen, mit einer Mischung aus Frust, Humor und Selbstachtung. Ein Song für alle, die genug davon haben, im Dunkeln gehalten zu werden.

Klartext, Baby!

Jetzt sag schon endlich, was du denkst 
Warum du mit mir nur Zeit verschenkst
Raus damit oder schweig halt für immer
Denn eins ist sicher:
S‘ wird eh nicht mehr schlimmer

Geh doch, wenn du gehen willst
Sags mir einfach
Wenn du lieber woanders chillst
Eier bloß hier nicht weiter rum
Oder hältst du mich echt für so dumm?

Klartext, Baby
Macht alles keinen Sinn
Komm schon, los jetzt
Hau‘s mir direkt unters Kinn
Klartext
Sag‘s mir endlich mitten ins Gesicht:
Du liebst mich nicht

Red Klartext oder geh
Weil ich kein „Vielleicht“ versteh
Geh doch, ich komm damit klar
Weil‘s früher einfach besser war

Roll halt mit den Augen
Lach mich aus
Hab eh keinen Bock mehr
Will nur noch hier raus

Klartext, Baby
So macht das alles keinen Sinn
Auf geht’s 
Knall mir‘s direkt unters Kinn
Klartext
Mitten ins Gesicht:
Du liebst mich nicht

Soviel ist sicher...

Du liebst mich nicht

Du drehst dich im Kreis
Und ich schau zu
Blinde Kuh, Blinde Kuh
Ich find dich einfach nicht mehr

Klartext, Baby
Mitten ins Gesicht:
Du liebst mich nicht

Du liebst mich nicht


Klartext, Baby!

Cover of Time Flows Ever Onward from Frieren: Beyond Journey's End using an ovation acoustic guitar and an old mandolin for the lead

Time Flows Ever Onward

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Mandolin / Mandola / Mandoloncello / Violin / Contrabass player

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