sAlternative  Rock Electronic Slow Motion Anthem  for 80s -90s lovers,  in new dress

Intro – dark ambient, slow build, distant echoes]
In the dark, an island rises,
you walk toward the lighthouse flame.
But the light has drowned in shadows,
[Bridge ]
it no longer calls your name.

[Verse – cinematic, hypnotic groove]
The sky is heavy, filled with stars,
they lead you where no path remains.
Branches reach like ancient fingers,
[Bridge ]
whispering leaves remember pain.

[Chorus – strong, melodic, deep voice with reverb]
Echoes of the island,
footsteps fading slow.
The further that you’re walking,
the less you seem to know.
[Mantra – repeated softly, layered voices]
All around… all around… all around…

[Bridge – spoken/half-sung, long poetic line, atmospheric]
And you believe it’s not the ending, but the silence stretches wider than the sea, wider than the night, wider than the memory of everything you tried to hold.

[Chorus – darker, heavier instruments, deep male vocal]
Echoes of the island,
nothing left to shout.
The more you try to follow,
the less you work it out.
[Mantra – whispered and echoing in background]
No way out… no way out… no way out…

[Instrumental intermezzo – guitars with reverb, dark synth layers]

[Chorus – final, layered vocals, emotional climax]
Echoes of the island,
shadows twist and drown.
Your voice returns in silence,
your body’s sinking down.
[Dual mantra – layered, call and response]
All around… [main vocal]
No way out… [echo vocal]
[Bridge ]
All around… [main vocal]
[Bridge ]
No way out… [echo vocal fading]

[Outro – slow fade, ambient, distant reverb]
No lighthouse in the silence,
no shoreline to defend.
The night repeats forever…
[Bridge ]
and still it never ends.

echoes in the dark

Somewhere There Is -In Memory of SFC. Russel Borrea-(Rock)

I’ve been fighting my own battles. 7 weeks sober now and it’s not easy. Some days I feel strong, other days I feel like I’m breaking.

That’s why this song matters to me.
‘Stop Judging’ is for everyone who’s been labeled, mocked, or written off.
People see the outside, but they don’t know the war inside.

This track is my answer.
Coming soon.

#StopJudging #CainAustin #NewMusic"

Stop Judging!

The Journey

shut your eyes and chill - “Oceans of the Mind” is a sweeping, ethereal journey through the landscapes of imagination. With lyrics that drift between waves of memory and endless horizons, the song invites listeners to close their eyes and surrender to a universe without limits — where dreams become kingdoms and the tides of thought are timeless. ITS ON SPOTIFY - MAKE IT RESOUND PLEASE

Oceans of the Mind Progressive Rock  Psychedelic Rock

Arena Rock best describes this hard edged tracj reminecent of the late 70;s to early 80's rock artists.

Glide

“The Ruse of Booze” is a raw, unflinching ballad about addiction’s grip and the battle to reclaim the self. Through gritty imagery and soul-baring lines, it paints the bottle as a sly salesman, a wolf in sheep’s clothing, and a devil at the door — seducing and destroying in equal measure. With each verse, the narrator wrestles with guilt, memory, and fleeting moments of clarity, only to be dragged back into the cycle. Dark, bluesy, and haunting, this song is a confession, a lament, and a fight for redemption.

Ruse of Booze

Text:
Verse 1
First cry, first breath, the world begins,
Tiny hands held in your mother’s skin.
Raised by voices, taught by time,
The roots you carry, the place you find.

Verse 2
Schoolyard dreams and questions loud,
What will I be, will I make them proud?
The years roll forward, the answers hide,
But life keeps pushing, a restless tide.

Chorus
This is all, the rise and fall,
The joy, the pain, the weight of it all.
Every soul will stand and crawl,
Until the end, we’re part of all.

(solo)

Verse 3
Your first son cries, and your heart explodes,
You show him proudly to the ones you know.
Parents fading, the torch is passed,
The mirror whispers: nothing lasts.

Verse 4
Leaders change, the flags will burn,
Wars are fought, and still we learn.
In your small world there’s peace to find,
A fragile gift in a fragile time.

Chorus
This is all, the rise and fall,
The joy, the pain, the weight of it all.
Every soul will stand and crawl,
Until the end, we’re part of all.

Bridge
Are you happy, do you feel alive?
In a million stories, we survive.
Every birth, every goodbye,
A single thread in the endless sky.

(solo)

Final Chorus
This is all, the rise and fall,
The crown, the dust, the voice that calls.
We walk, we run, we fight, we stall,
But in the end — we’re part of all.

Outro
Before the answer ever comes,
The circle closes, the song is sung.
And you return, where you belong…
Part of all.

Buck Ramble — When the Money Ain’t Never Over

Found in dusty reels marked “Goodnight Trail Sessions,” these are the long-lost recordings of Buck Ramble — the saloon singer turned silver-screen storyteller who lived long enough to see cowhands become celebrities.

Every track is a campfire sermon in rhythm: part truth, part tall tale.
He sings about lawmen, outlaws, faith, denial, women, whiskey, and the strange mercy of knowing too much.
By the time the record closes with the title track, Buck’s world has shifted from trail dust to camera lights — but the heart’s still out there under the same sky.

Restored by Volant Records (All Worlds Reserved®).

Genre: Frontier Folk / Western Blues / Spoken Americana

“Stories are cheaper than bullets — but hit just the same.”

Better to Know

its sometimes like hanging on a slippery pace

Nothing’s Certain

No More Time (Friday)

Old Poet turned singer songwriter - Songs from my heart and mind for your hearts and minds - United we sing ......Really mine really yours !

Ruse of Booze

Thoughts and Ones