this is so awesome in my opinion..great lyrics:climb down off your highb horse it's not fit for glue..Complain about the immigrants etc". like the basic rhythm/melody as well..

Great ti hear your new project! I love the story of the lyrics. Beautiful melody and nicely arranged. Hats off!

Top class social commentary- great lyrics 🙏🙏

Blimey, you hit multifarious nails on their respective heads here lads.  Nothing short of wonderful...

Yeah. Im just following Scotty around 😅 no, who would do that, cmon.
Really though this is awesome guys. Great lyrics and the music works like a glove.   Fantastic new project I  predict big things for if your supply doesn’t dry up.  Big fan already

Fantastic collaboration. Transported by these lyrics. Love the diversity in 3 lyricists and 3 singers. Great post folks

great song with lyrics to think about -and kind of natural sounding

Weekly Wave

“I Wish (I Was Like You)” is an emotional song about longing, self-denial, and the fear of hurting those we care about — wrapped in a dark, poetic vampire metaphor.

I love exploring different genres and diving into new musical worlds — and right now, it's musical theatre that's calling me.

This song is part of a musical project in collaboration with Sarah Paradise Brown, centered around themes of inner conflict, unfulfilled love, and the tension between light and darkness.

A new song with Sarah is already in the works — and there may be more to come as we continue to unfold this mysterious chapter.

Lyrics / Music / Vocals: 
Axel Menningen



"I wish (I was like you)"

You wake up with the sun in your eyes.
You breathe like nothing hurts.
You laugh like life is simple.
I watch you from the dark.

I try to move like you.
To speak like you.
But my steps are too heavy.
And something inside me always pulls me back.

I wish I was like you.
I wish I didn't want what I want.
I wish I could be close
without the fear,
without the hunger.
But I can't.

You hold my hand like it's safe.
You look at me like I'm still human.
And for a moment,
I almost believe it.

But the night speaks to me.
It whispers what I am.
And the blood calls louder
than your voice ever could.

I wish I was like you.
I wish I didn't want what I want.
I wish I could be close
without the fear,
without the hunger.
But I can't.

I don't want to hurt you.
I don't want to lose myself.
But if I choose you,
I lose what keeps me alive.

I wish I was like you.
I wish I could just love.
But I'm built for hunger,
not for peace.
Not for love.
Not like you.

I Wish (I Was Like You)

Sharon In The Summer :  Copyright SCRT  Records

BiG FUNK

All things will pass away

This is a track that Jeff and Mahan Mahan had started and almost finished by the time I took a listen.   When I did , I loved it.    

Mahan 💀 Mahan  - beats, bass, synth, acoustic guitar
Stonerjazz - vocals/lyrics
TexMex Shaman - electric guitar and mix 
 

lyrics by Stonerjazz:

ponder and ponder if you wanna
speculations bout meanings and measures and structure
of time and the present
and yet it remains completely unknown
made no dent in the fabric
of monstrous illusion
collusion of unseen forces
nibbling away with whispers
while meekly we, perish, never knowing
what we're feeding
believers believing bleeding rivers of remorse
and of course, the horses don;t ponder for a moment
the nature of being--
--stonerjazz

Nature Of Their Being - w/ Stonerjazz and Mahan 💀 Mahan

Illuminated Dreams

Zarine  - EP Old Fairy Tale CUT Vers.

Nothing like a pesky raccoon to stir things up a bit… Oh, hello. Glad you dropped by. A raccoon, I named Bandit, has taken up a vacation residence under the shed here. It’s right next to the raspberry patch and apple trees. A couple nights ago, Bandit snuck into my small greenhouse, where I grow tomatoes and peppers, and made a salad of the pepper plants, munching one plant completely down to the stalk. Bandit also likes the heavy crop of choke cherries here. He also uses the back corner of the vegetable garden as a latrine, which last summer was up on the house roof. I’d awaken with a start to hear little footsteps running across the roof. Luckily no roof excursions this year. Anyway, this is a Blues song with some solo banjo. Lyrically, it has a couple of reflections about life, mortality, gardening, relationships and partner expectations, letting go of life dreams, a nod to Bandit, the wacky weather, and making peace with old age. And of course, there’s a fair amount of daydreaming going on, while plucking banjo. Hope all is going reasonably well with you, wherever you are on Earth, during this whirlwind tour we’re on. Mark

Back Porch Banjo Blues

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

You deserve some praise for what you managed to achieve
-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

Everything you've been trough, you're still standing on your feet
-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

Even if you had a bad day, you were polite anyway
-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

You faced a lot of adversity, that you handled all alone
-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

Sometimes you tripped and fell, but you got up, and up again
-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

You are so brave and thoughtful, with so much inner strength
-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

So you deserve some praise for what you managed to achieve
-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

Everything you've been through, you're still standing on your feet
-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

-You deserve this song
You are amazing, you're so strong!

A Song For You

Mac , music , lyrics ,vocals
Scotty , lyrics and vocals
Shane , lyrics and vocals

Jimmy really should have learned how to drive 
But he thought he was the last of the lads alive
He never knew his signals or emergency stops
Took a blind side right with his headlights off
And that was the end of that 
But there’s always some daft twat
Who dabbles in disaster for a silly laugh
Perhaps it’s apt 
But Christ it’s proper sad
He was probably an arsehole but someone’s little lad
And it makes em mad in the daily mail
When every little jimmy fails
“They should be building bigger jails , these criminals shall not prevail”
Fuck off Doris ,I’ve got news for you 
You can climb down off that high horse
Cos it ain’t fit for glue

Those with glass minds throwing rocks tonight
Knowing that they never lived a day in their lives

Well, Linda sits upon her porch 
with cigarettes and beer,
waitin' for her cheque and askin'
the mailman each time he's near.
She lives with other women,
who are very much the same.
Seven babies from eight daddies.
Makin' them is just a game
for them to live in ignorance,
sit and do nothing, 
but complain about the immigrants 
that make them quite insane,
even though they're working difficult, shit jobs 
that they're too proud to do.
Entitlement based on their skin
colour and where it was they grew.

There’s two sides to a coin
When judgement calls
Those opinions are the shovel that will bury us all
And that’s all 
X

Fit for glue

Diagonal da sala -10-8-2025

This Empty World 

It is hard to escape the unrest in the world at the moment, horrific picture of  starving children, millions dying in wars, Psychopaths running countries and threatening nuclear war if they don’t get what they want. Very frightening times. 

All of this is having a profound effect on me and I am sure on a lot of normal people and I wonder, do these So called leaders have any idea of the effect all of these bombs going off and exhaust from tanks and jets is having on our Atmosphere ? what would happen to humanity if they actually did press that Nuclear button?  Armageddon would be released followed by disease and mother earth would fight back. 

With this as a mental backdrop, I had an idea for a song about the last human being left alive on Earth after such an event. There would have to be a “ Last man standing “  A bitter sweet experience to have survived nuclear wars, pandemic after pandemic and the death of life on the planet but to be All alone in this empty world. I had the music but not the lyrics. I sent off what I had to my Friend and musical collaborator Finn Eces and what you are about to hear is the amazing result.

Thank you Finn for the Lyrics, such top class vocals and harmonies and a Class mix and professional Production . 

Music : Johnny Mc Farlane 
Lyrics : Finn Eces 
Vocals: Finn Eces 
Lead Guitar : Finn Eces 
Production and mastering: Finn Eces 

Check out Finn   https://on.soundcloud.com/1CiSAJze02IRz2ePFE


This Empty World 

In the stone dead mist there stands the world's last man 
In his stone cold fist holds the world’s last plan 
Now the skies don’t speak  and silent oceans wreak 
not another soul to seek in this empty world 

In this empty world, This empty world  

In the silent streets was heard, a weak heartbeat 
Will our own disease be our last defeat ? 
Mother earth is ill  and her breath grows still 
Just one more grave to fill this empty world 

This empty world
This empty world  

Chorus
Is there anyone here to remember me ? 
Is there anyone here to recall ? 
Does anyone see ? 
Does anyone hear ? 
I don’t what to the be the last 

This empty world,
this empty world  
In this Empty World, 
this Empty World


Chorus
Is there anyone here to remember me ? 
Is there anyone here to recall ? 
Does anyone live ? 
Does anyone breath ? 
Lights went out and now the darkness reigns 
In this empty world in this empty world

This Empty world ( Featuring Finn Eces )

A few months back, anyone landing on this page was extended an invitation to….“come set for a spell in The Blue Room…..when nobody loves you.”  Well, took a while, but I reckon the word’s getting out amongst the broken hearted - this smoky little back-alley jazzabilly joint been seeing some semi-decent crowds lately.  Might have to add a couple more tables over there in that side area where we been storing the old feltless pool table.   

I dunno, maybe there really are a lot of lonely hearts out there, looking for companionship.  But my bet is that the real draw here is the new act on stage, as the house band is now joined by two long-time Atlanta musicians - Herb Avery and his Hammond organ, and Randy Hunter with his saxophone.   

For this version of the house theme song (aka The Blue Room), not only is my fumbly-finger organ solo replaced with Randy’s stellar saxophone, but I’ve put together a new intro, much more fitting for the new instrumentation.   And btw, brother Herbert not only plays his Hammond on the song, but that’s him you’ll hear on the background lounge piano as the track opens.

So yeah, come set for a spell (whether you're loved or not), and let Randy & Herb show you their stuff.   

(Original version is here:) https://soundcloud.com/bruceavery/the-blue-room?si=36546f88f147427aba1593bf85a7ec1f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

The Blue Room - version 2 w/sax & B3

Just because.
My sincere thanks to David Dunham for his generosity in mastering my track. @david-dunhamuser589535203

Rather Strange

Tom's piano melodies are so inspirational, not just to me (Mark) but also to Jussi, Georg and Boon. The energy of this piece carried us all off on a wonderful journey. We hope you enjoy the joyful enthusiasm that Tom initiated. Tom also gave me the key line, 'My Way Through' and I had to run with it as it made so much sense with this uplifting and hopeful music. Thanks for listening.

Tom Regnier -  @tom-r-gnier Music composition, piano and other instrumentation
Jussi Welin - @juswel First guitar and guitar arrangement
Georg Boehme - @georg-boehme Horns and horn arrangement
Boon Suzuki - @boon-suzuki Final guitar and guitar arrangement
Mark Bennett - Vocals and lyrics

Wherever you’re bound you know I’ll, 
Make my way through 
Sure may take a little while
 But I’ll make my way through

Wherever I’m bound I know I’ll,
 Make my way through
 It may take a longer while 
Till I make my way through

Wherever you’re bound,
…You’re bound
I know that I’m bound, yeah!

When I get there you know I’ll
Make my way through
Sure may need a broader smile
But I’ll make my way through.

My Way Through - Tom Régnier & Friends

Mama By Pascal XV

Hostal Handshake is an Athenian hard rock/stoner band formed in 2001. After releasing promos "H2" (2002), "Public Affears" (2003), and "Bitched Up!" (2005), they launched their acclaimed debut album "Hellish" in 2007 via Secret Port Records. While there are no plans for live performances, Hostal Handshake intends to release new studio material (singles,EPs or ...albums!) from 2025 onwards.

Hi , we’re Mac , Scotty and Shane and we’re alright if you like that type of thing

Find Mac here : https://on.soundcloud.com/ykKOMJaT5S08shXQ2x

And Scotty here : https://on.soundcloud.com/CLSShQ7jOlAo9gXH6h

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Fit for glue

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