The Beatles cover with Bertrand J. (BeigeMusic). Great vocals ;)
Music production: rufinmusic
Vocals: Bertrand J. (BeigeMusic)
Backing vocals: Bertrand J. (BeigeMusic)
Mix & mastering: rufinmusic

Sexy Sadie - The Beatles cover with Bertrand J. (BeigeMusic)

Something for Everybody

Fresh

The file is already open on the desk.
Pages marked, corners bent, stains on the paper.
Each note written in a different hand.
No names, only numbers.
Every margin carries a date, sometimes a time.
Lines are crossed out, replaced, crossed again.
The weight suggests years of observation.
A single page is missing, deliberately.
Questions repeat, always in the same order.
Answers never appear, only annotations.
One photograph is blurred, left that way on purpose.
Silences are catalogued as evidence.
Pauses are described in red ink.
Contradictions are underlined twice.
Empty spaces are treated as information.
Every file expands when resistance is measured.
Every correction becomes another entry.
The file does not shrink, it accumulates.
The file does not close, it waits.
The file is the only witness that never forgets.

Your file

Don't Break

“Burning Love” tells the story of someone stuck in the loop of everyday life, haunted by what’s been lost. It’s that quiet ache that sneaks into your mornings, the silence of a note left behind, the way familiar things start to fade when a person you love is gone. Between old routines, muted laughter from the TV, and songs that still carry her voice, the narrator drifts through the echoes of what used to be. There’s warmth, regret, and a restless longing to break free — to feel alive again, even if it hurts.

„Burning Love“ erzählt von einem Menschen, der in der Routine des Alltags festhängt und von dem Verlust nicht loskommt. Es ist dieses leise Ziehen, das sich morgens in den Kaffee schleicht, der Zettel auf dem Küchentisch, das Verstummen vertrauter Dinge, wenn jemand fehlt. Zwischen alten Gewohnheiten, dem fahlen Licht des Fernsehers und Liedern, die noch ihre Stimme tragen, tastet sich der Erzähler durch die Schatten der Vergangenheit. Eine Geschichte voller Wärme, Wehmut und dem Drang, endlich wieder zu leben – auch wenn es weh tut.

Burning Love

Mein Kaffee schmeckt morgens schon länger nach Pappe
Ich schau aus dem Fenster, alles Herbst und grau
Elvis singt Burning Love - Ach, halt einfach die Klappe
Du fehlst mir, Frau

Auf dem Küchentisch liegt dein Zettel
„Bin gleich zurück...“
Seit Jahren starrt er mich an
Und ich gönn mir noch‘n Blick
Hör deine Musik
Oh Mann
Verdammt

Der Fernseher erzählt mir Geschichten, krieg nicht viel mit
Drogenbosse, schräger Anwalt, alles sehr cool
Dein Lachen in jeder Ecke, auf Schritt und Tritt
Sitz lethargisch auf deinem Stuhl

Und auf dem Tisch liegt ein Zettel
„Bin gleich zurück...“
Schon Jahre schweigt er mich an
Gönn mir noch‘n Blick
Spiel deine Musik
Oh Mann
Verdammt

Mein Nachbar singt falsch im Treppenhaus
Halts echt nicht mehr aus
Ich muss hier raus

Und in der Küche liegt dein Zettel
„Bin gleich zurück...“
Schweigt mich an
Lacht mich aus
Verdammt
Ich muss hier raus

Saul Goodman redet sich um Kopf und Kragen
Nicht nur er träumt von besseren Tagen


Burning Love

“Nightshift” is a dark, driving rock song performed by Lucy, blending atmospheric verses with a pulsing, electric energy. It captures the restless rhythm of the late-night hours — where flickering lights, echoing footsteps, and unseen emotions intertwine. Lucy’s haunting vocals cut through the mechanical beat, evoking the tension between motion and stillness, work and longing. “Nightshift” is a song about persistence, desire, and the quiet battles fought under the glow of the night.

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse]
Beyond the lonely street
Clock hands spin but never meet
The air hums low like a static beat

[Prechorus]
Faster, faster
Lights on cue
Shadows twist
They follow you

[Chorus]
Nightshift calling
Who’s awake
Nightshift dreaming
Hearts that ache
Under the glow
We work
We wait

[Verse 2]
Chrome reflections in glassy eyes
Echoed footsteps in a metal sky
Silent whispers where the secrets lie

[Prechorus]
Pulse is steady
Time feels thin
Electric hum beneath my skin

[Chorus]
Nightshift calling
Who’s awake
Nightshift dreaming
Hearts that ache
Under the glow
We work
We wait

Nightshift

Strychnine by the Sonics covered by Adam
Recorded on Halloween, 2015

Strychnine - The Sonics

The Jukebox debut CD! 11 Beatles classics performed by Puerto Rico's #1 Beatles Tribute Band.

Nowhere Man

Pre-Order Ltd Edition 7" Vinyl - https://Communion.lnk.to/SinglesClub1
Spotify - http://spoti.fi/1S173pc
iTunes - http://apple.co/1S170d1

Music & lyrics by Viola Beach
Produced, mixed and engineered by Ian Grimble
Recorded at 2KHz Studios, London
Mastered by Rueben Cohen at Lurssen Mastering

LYRICS

She's a rhino, she's a wino
She's a tightrope, we'll be fine though
Singing woah-oh-oh-oh, what do they know?

She's a libra, and I need her
The monalisa, would wanna be her
Singing woah-oh-oh-oh

And she said that together we could take on the world
And she told me that I'll never find another girl like her

She's in Lycra, I don't like her
She's a tiger, but not as violent
Singing woah-oh-oh-oh, what do they know

She's a weirdo, and a little
She's a beer girl, and she's cheerful
Singing woah-oh-oh-oh, what do they know

And she said that together we can take on the world
And she told me that I'd never find another girl like her
And she said that together we could do anything
And she told me that she loves a boy who knows how to sing, so I learnt how to sing

She's a rhino, she's a wino
She's a tightrope, we'll be fine though

And she said that together we can take on the world
And she told me that I'd never find another girl like her
And she said that together we could do anything
And she told me that she loves a boy who knows how to sing, so I learnt how to sing

Pre-Order 7" Vinyl

Viola Beach - Boys That Sing

kick until it breaks

On The Day The Nazi Died

The Fratellis - Whistle For The Choir

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.

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