Oh eyes have inspired so much great music....got a winner here Dirk.  Catchy melody, signature jangly strings, & you found a good one in Chiara.

Outstanding vocals/production , so chartable , brilliant !

This is superb and very addictive / catchy. The vocals harmonise beautifully with the jangle guitars.

It's so beautiful, the guitar and strings are in perfect harmony and I really enjoyed listening to it!

Beautifully done ... really nice production!

cool song, good interlude here, sweet guitars. (<:

Là,j'adore,toujours des mélodies qui donnent les frissons,quel talent !!!

🦉The Forest Army🌳

Viridian waltz

LA RISA QUE YA NO ESTA

Siempre es asi,vas bajando
A pudrirte con los gusanos 
Esas cosas hoy no son en vano 
El sueño es un sueño amargo...

Ese reproche volvio a tu lugar
Y lo cambia hasta temblar 
Cabalga en la noche lunática 
La risa que ya no está 

La lluvia llegó para mojarnos 
Espero que no nos parta un rayo 
Las noches son cómo un milagro 
Nos llevarán sin pedir algo a cambio..

Ese reproche volvio a tu lugar 
Y lo cambia hasta temblar 
Cabalga en la noche lunática 
La risa que ya no está 

Intr. C-D-F7/ C-F/ Em-Am-C-F7

LA RISA QUE YA NO ESTA

✧☽ Vessel of Infinity ☾✧

My mum always played the piano in her slippers, her mother did not want her to damaged the instrument.  She even took her slippers to the Guildhall School of Music and Drama exam, she thought everyone played the piano in slippers. So I recorded a favourite track of hers, in one take, which I was very happy with, though I did shed a tear as I put my slippers on.

The music for "Blueberry Hill" was composed by Vincent Rose with lyrics written by Larry Stock and Al Lewis. The song was turned down by another publisher until being bought and published in 1940 by Chappell & Company. The song was recorded over ten times that year.

Blueberry Hill (Vincent Rose, Larry Stock & Al Lewis)

Chiara:  Vocals, Girl on the Photography
Nino Chikviladze:  Violin
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mix & Master at Tone Hill, NY
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass, Synths, Vocals

This song is based on a poem by Tim Cannon who passed away three years ago. 
Thanks so much, Chiara & Nino!

Bright Eyes  ft. CHIARA

Stytz Syndicate    Album  "Best Before"
Music :    Stytz
Lyrics :    Pee Gee / Harriman
Producer:  Josef Piek (Purple Schulz)

This was one of the songs Stytz Syndicate performed in Stuttgart opening for Willy De Ville ´s  "Southern Comfort Tour", when Willy joined the band on stage and sang together with Hubert Stytz. Great memories !


Don´t Keep Me Waiting

My life is so empty without you
After all the years we´ve been through
Long ago when we first met
You caught me in your net
Do it again!

My body yearns with desire
My bleeding heart burns like fire
The moment you made eyes at me
You blew my mind entirely
Do it again... Don´t play for time
I´ll be there if you change your mind

Baby, Baby...Don´t Keep Me Waiting
Sorry if I´ve done you wrong
Baby, Baby... Don´t Keep Me Waiting
My love is still so strong

My nights are long and lonely
I´m waiting for my one and only
I´m in need of your kiss
And I´m dying for your caress
Do it again..throw me a line
I´ll be there if you change your mind

Baby, Baby... Don´t Keep Me Waiting
Sorry if I´ve done you wrong
Baby, Baby...Don´t Keep Me Waiting
My love is still so strong

Baby, Baby...Don´t Keep Me Waiting..........................

Don't Keep Me Waiting

The vocals are from a sample pack.

Cover art created with https://www.canva.com/

RiZLiX - How I Wanna Live

Rework 2025

Devilish People (Rework 2025)

For my friend from Shrewsbury – and for everyone who is there for others with love and strength.

The Way You Stay is a very personal song I originally wrote just for a close friend. After hearing it, he told me I should definitely release it – and so I did.

It tells about the importance of being there for each other – especially when life gets heavy.

It’s about the quiet strength of caring and the love that lies within those moments. About two people who carry each other and the closeness that grows from it.

But this song is not only for him – it’s for everyone who cares for others, quietly, steadily, and wholeheartedly.

A song about trust, friendship, and the strength that comes from staying.

Behind the music:
From the beginning I knew I wanted a choir in this song. I thought about it for a long time, wondering how it could work. In the end, I recorded more than 24 vocal tracks – all with my own voice – and processed them in such a way that the choir is made up of many little Axels.

I truly hope you enjoy listening to it.

The video for the song is available on YouTube:

https://youtu.be/V3eWGTdakr8?si=Z14qJjSR7inY0-BH

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The Way You Stay

He clears the table when the day is done,
he hides his worries from everyone. 
She takes his hand, and with her touch,
he feels he´s more than strong enough.

That’s the way you stay,
when the days get heavy.
That’s the way you love,
quiet but steady.
Two hearts leaning, all the way –
that’s the way you stay.

He keeps the light on late into the night,
she gives him reason, keeps his heart upright.
He hears her laughter, and it pulls him through,
that’s the reason she gives to do.

That’s the way you stay,
when the days get heavy.
That’s the way you love,
quiet but steady.
Two hearts leaning, all the way –
that’s the way you stay.

From far away I see you two,
the care, the trust, the gentle view.
It moves me more than words can say –
I hold you close, though far away.

That’s the way you stay,
when the nights turn colder.
That’s the way you love,
growing older.
Two hearts leaning, all the way –
that’s the way you stay.


The Way You Stay

Song from the rock opera Five Thousand Sasquatch

Jewelry Box With A Rock

I’ve somehow locked myself outside, 
And my phone just died
After I read the text you sent me, 
But before i could reply

And then It began to rain, 
so naturally I missed the train
And it’s the last one till the morning, 
so i guess i f*ck*d things up again

But I’ll make it up to you 
This time I will see it through
I’ll crawl down the street for you
 I’ll do anything i have to do

If I can make it there by morning 
Before your tender heart aches
If i can see your porch light burning
If i can beat the break of day

Then i will can find a way to show you
then i will can find the words to say
How I would move the mountains for you 
I love you more and more each day

Yeah I know it seems so strange 
Walking in the pouring rain
In the middle of the boulevard, 
and i am not quite sure where i am

Suddenly the darkest night 
Begins to glow a softer gray
And I can see your house is shining  
Like a beacon far away

Now i see you run outside 
And your arms are open wide
And whatever came before this moment 
Is lost inside your eyes

If I Can Make It There By Morning

Remixes 2925

Firefly (Ambient Remix)

I always liked Van Morrisons Music. This is my version of Brown Eyed Girl  2025 a special tribute 

TRIBUTE " Brown Eyed Girl " (Covered by Glenny G)

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

(Sorry for the way I sing Chamber.. It came out in Norwegian /English 😂)

Lyrics:

Deep inside me I have a secret place
No one knows about it
You can't see it on my face
There I can hide what I don't won't you to see
Love and anger
The truth about me..

Chorus:
In my little Chamber, my secrets are safe
And maybe one day I will take you to that place
Every tear I never showed
The words I never said
Are hidden in my chamber
My true self is there

All the love I never got to share
The pain and sorrow
It's all hidden there
All the frustration I had to put away
The honest words I couldn't say..

Chorus

Chorus

Deep inside me I have a secret place
No one knows about it
You can't see it on my face
There I can hide what I don't want you to see
Love and anger
The truth about me...

Chorus

Every tear I never showed
The words I never said
Are hidden in my chamber
My true self is there...

My Little Chamber

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: @farout-music-studio

Find David's sublime guitar work here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
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You know, don't you?  Oh, yes you do.  
You know you're being monitored, observed, assessed by something that knows you intimately.  
Knows you better than you’d like to think.  
Your secondary semi-subconscious once-removed.  
That's why you talk to yourself - or pretend to.  
Admit it - you're not really you, at all, are you?  
In fact, you're not real, are you?  You are watching “you”.  
You are nothing but your alter ego's doppelganger temporarily encased in a piece of warm, wet meat.  
A transient instantiation of a mirrored reflection of some lump of sentience from precisely one, of an infinite number of parallel universes.  

It’s called “conscience”.  

Handle with care.  

You were gifted it for a reason.
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"…..Neatly packaged, all my doubts, the rationales and bellyaches,
Wracked without, passion in thrall to humanity's handicap diamond stakes…."
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Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss, 
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past, 
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there, 
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare, 
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
   .......some worthwhile inner self.
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Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

Ghost of a Sense ... with Seagull and David Dunham

Independent artist in Denmark. Indie/Britpop and Singer-Songwriter/New Romanticism. New album 'Cancel the Winter' out now! Thanks for stopping by.

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