milky bongwater

marlins will soar (cover)

그리스도 제자

주 사랑받는

Wie Du Mich Hälst

Down To Nothing

Ein Gute-Laune-Song über schwesterliche Liebe. 
A song about love between friends, sisters/ brothers or simply people you love 

Hier der Text (lyrics:)

Beschde (Lilli A. & Anna-Elea)

Na, nana, na, na.

Ich steh‘ an Deiner Seite,
kein Weg ist mir zu weit.
Für jede Form von Unfug
bin ich jederzeit bereit.

Herz gebrochen. Du hilfst mir auf,
wenn ich am Boden liege. 
So viele Menschen,
viel zu wenig Liebe!

Du bist die Beschde
an jedem Tag,
weißt wie‘s mir geht, selbst
wenn ich gar nix sag.

Na, nana, na, na.

Mancher Glücksmoment mag
vielleicht einmal vergehen.
Doch in unserer Erinnerung
bleibt er ewig bestehen.

Schwesternzweisamkeit
wir kichern asynchron.
Es ist uns ganz egal.
Die Leute gucken schon.

Du bist die Beschde
an jedem Tag.
Hab ich Dir heut schon gesagt,
dass ich Dich mag?

Du bist die Beschde,
hast mein Humor.
Jeder Moment mit Dir
ist besser als davor.

Na, nana, na, na.

Das Leben ist zu kurz für irgendwann.
Dann lass uns leben im Hier und Jetzt.
Es muss nicht perfekt sein,
sondern nur echt.

Du bist die Beschde
an jedem Tag.
Hab ich Dir heut schon gesagt,
dass ich Dich mag?

Du bist die Beschde,
soll ich’s buchstabier´n?
damit die Norddeutschen
es auch kapier’n.

Beschde

So damn Cold Does not correlate to my life but for a friend.          Lyric writer: Hayden Anders, Spencer Johnson
Guitar: Hayden Carter, Spencer Johnson
Vocals: Spencer Johnson, Hayden Anders
Mixing/Producing: Spencer Johnson

So Damn Cold

Another Side

Whistle Blow (Reimagined)

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One More Time

ONE MORE TIME (Prod. by Daniel Paris)

https://x.com/HODLFrance/status/1796884548002717713

bluegrass,  rural folk,  mountain rock

June 2, 2024 at 9:30 PM


Lemme get this straight. 

Artist loves the art, then discovers it’s A I art. 

Artist think A I « stole » an other artist’s style with no évidence to back the claim. 

So proceeds to steal the style out of spite and claims it as her own. 

But thankfully it’s not A I art anymore.


[Verse]
Found a piece of art online
Thought it was divine
Then I saw the lines
Claimed it wasn’t mine

[Verse 2]
Said it stole my vibe
Accused it of the crime
But no proof to find
Just echoes in my mind

[Chorus]
Stolen brushstrokes blame it on the code
Take what you can and call it your own
Art from a machine doesn't feel the same
Claim it as yours erase the shame

[Verse]
Took the canvas made it bright
Changed the colors made it right
Felt like it was mine
Once lost now refined

[Bridge]
Out of spite I took my stand
With my own two hands
It's no longer part of the scam
Real and grand it’s my brand

[Chorus]
Stolen brushstrokes blame it on the code
Take what you can and call it your own
Art from a machine doesn't feel the same
Claim it as yours erase the shame

Stolen Brushstrokes (AI Art)

"Echoes of the Emerald Wood," written by Xak Stahl and hauntingly performed by Zoé Le Fleur, is a mesmerizing Celtic ballad that weaves a tale of love, loss, and ancient magic. This enchanting track, inspired by Stahl's upcoming book "Between the Lines," transports listeners to a mystical forest where memories and spirits intertwine.

Le Fleur's ethereal vocals bring to life the sorrow of a maiden mourning her lost warrior, her voice echoing through the trees like a ghostly lament. The lyrics paint vivid imagery of an ancient stone altar, serving as a focal point for the forest's accumulated grief and enduring love.

Musically, the song blends traditional Celtic instruments with contemporary folk elements, creating a timeless soundscape that perfectly complements the narrative. Gentle harps and whistles intertwine with subtle percussion, evoking the rustle of leaves and the whisper of ancient spirits.

The chorus serves as a poignant refrain, capturing the forest's silent weeping for lost souls. The bridge delves deeper into the legends surrounding the altar, adding layers of mysticism to the already rich narrative.

"Echoes of the Emerald Wood" is more than just a song; it's a portal to a world where love transcends time and nature holds the memories of those long gone. It speaks to anyone who has ever felt the weight of history in an ancient place or the enduring power of love beyond death.

Lyrics:

In the heart of the emerald wood, 
where shadows softly lie,
Stands a stone altar ancient and gray, 
beneath the open sky.
Whispers of the ancients, 
carried on the breeze,
Tell tales of love and sorrow, 
woven through the trees.

Oh, the forest weeps in silence, 
for the ones who lost their way,
At the stone altar in the glade, 
where the spirits gently sway.
Between the lines of time and space, 
their memories remain,
Echoes of a distant past, 
in the whispering rain.

A maiden fair with raven hair, 
stood by the altar's side,
With eyes of mist and heart of grief, 
she called the winds to guide.
Her love was lost to war's cruel hand, 
his fate unknown and cold,
But by the altar, 
she would stand, 
her story to be told.

Oh, the forest weeps in silence, 
for the ones who lost their way,
At the stone altar in the glade, 
where the spirits gently sway.
Between the lines of time and space, 
their memories remain,
Echoes of a distant past, 
in the whispering rain.

Legends speak of days long gone, 
where magic still held sway,
Of lovers' vows and warriors' cries, 
beneath the skies of gray.
The altar holds their secrets close, 
in moss and ivy twined,
A testament to love and loss, 
and to the ties that bind.

So if you wander through the woods, 
and find that sacred place,
Remember those who've gone before, 
and the tears upon their face.
For at the stone altar in the glade, 
their souls forever rest,
In the heart of the emerald wood, 
where love and loss are blessed.

Echoes of the Emeral Wood

Echoes of the Emerald Wood

Komm' Reich Mir Deine Hand (TommYW feat. DJDavina)

learning to live on my own

The Ocean at Night

Carrying You In Our Hearts

Julie Wigley's song Robinson's Hill is the story of a girl who falls in love with a farm worker in those sunlit fields. Robinson's Hill is actually close to Melbourne, just across the river Trent from our Derby home and the name caught Julie's imagination.

Robinson's Hill

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Ich verbinde künstlerische Vision mit innovativer KI-Technologie. Meine Werke erforschen hybride Klangwelten durch Algorithmen, die kreative Grenzen erweitern und neue Genre-Synthesen ermöglichen. Dabei nutze ich KI als Werkzeug zur Effizienzsteigerung und Klangexperimentation – stets mit Fokus auf menschlicher Kuratierung. Ich versuche zugängliche, alltagstaugliche und zukunftsfähige Musik zu gestalten und freue mich über Eure Unterstützung bei diesem tollen Projekt.

I merge artistic vision with innovative AI technology. My works explore hybrid soundscapes through algorithms that expand creative boundaries and enable new genre syntheses. Here, I utilize AI as a tool for efficiency enhancement and sonic experimentation – always with a focus on human curation. I strive to create accessible, practical, and future-proofed music, and welcome your support on this exciting journey.

Komm' Reich Mir Deine Hand (TommYW feat. DJDavina)

TommYW

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