Hello, nice people,
I made"Doin' Fine" a time ago and it was one of my first attemps to use effects and sounds like risers etc... 
Now recently I listened again and thought, with some remastering it is a humble attempt, to bring the feeling you have when you're young. 

When your bed stands in the right place of the world, you're mostly "doin’ fine"

lyrics;

When I was 21,  I was doin’ fine
I didn’t have no car but    	 that  was fine
I didn’t have no money but		“
I          “        job				“
“                 House
I didn’t have no job    			Doin’ fine

 
When I was 21 I was doin’ fine
I didn’t have no car but    	 that  was fine
I didn’t have no money but		“
I          “        job				“
“House
I didn’t have no job    			Doin’ fine

Who needs a car
 always someone drivin’ you no matter how far
I was Doin’ fine

When I was 21 I was doin’ fine
(….)

Only 21 Don’t miss the fun

Always someone to take care of me
Always someone to pay the bills for me

Don’t want a job
Always time enough to work my but off
Time enough to work my but of
Doin’ fine

Don’t need  a house no way 

no way 			no way 
that means I have to stay on a permanent way
								Only 21 doin’ fine

Don’t need  a house 
no way 
that means I have to stay on a permanent way

the world is my home

Doin' Fine   remastered

This is a song for Mary. 🎵 It's a song about living in the beauty of the present moment and conquering the inner demons that haunt our minds. 🔥 Letting go of old beliefs and embracing magical adventures. 🌟✨

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I start to feel
The spirit rhyme
You come to heal
Always sublime

I learned to hear
The flowers grow
To disappear
Along the road
You don't compare
You calm my soul
You take me there
Down the rabbit hole

Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
All the demons are imaginary
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
All the demons were imaginary

And our world
Condemned by their rules
With their madness
No one is a fool
Only with sadness.
And opening eyes
Like sand in their clocks.
We still improvise

The NOW WON in the Mary land of wonder
No future, no past, no drama, melodrama,
Enjoying the real view of going under
In the Mary, Mary land of wonder.

A warrior plays along
With peace, inside the soul
And there's nothing wrong:
With no flags and no time
No needs, no borders
No space and no rhyme
No system disorders
No stars under the sun

Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
All the demons are imaginary
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
All the demons were imaginary

Instrumental

The NOW WON in the Mary land of wonder
No future, no past, no drama, melodrama,
Enjoying the real view of going under
In the Mary, Mary land of wonder.

Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
All the demons were imaginary

Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
All the demons are imaginary

And the demons, they ain't living in the mirror


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Lyrics, Vocals & Drums by @melakki
Bass Guitar, Synthesizers & Artwork by @boolapp-goro
Mix & Master by 2:45
Recorded & Published by 2:45

Mary

Heavy Metal Bigfoot

A short tune built on random lyrics that popped into my head. Some sloppy piano but, for better or worse, it came out the way I imagined. Hope you enjoy it!

Five Times Faster

Music:  PJ Project & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocal:  Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: PJ Project

Lyrics:

When she was a little girl her daddy was the one
That she adored and looked up to
He taught her so much, they played in the sun
He was the king in her life..

She grew older
Her daddy's heart grew colder
He was no longer her king..
And all she could see was a thorn
In her faded memory

When she was fourteen her mother told her
Your daddy is not your real dad..
It broke her heart, she lost her king
She became angry and sad

She grew older
Her daddy's heart grew colder
He was no longer her king..
And all she could see was a thorn
In her faded memory

While time passed, and she moved on
Her faded memory returns..
It didn't feel painful
No longer a thorn
But her daddy's heart was gone..

While she grew older
Her daddy's heart grew colder
And he was no longer her king..
But now she can see her king
In her faded memory...

Her Faded Memory  W/PJ Project

Written and produced by Belial Pelegrim for Triplicate Record's June 2024 various artist release of "Selections For Solitary Moments"
released June 26, 2024
https://tripfm.bandcamp.com/album/selections-for-solitary-moments

Mastered by Michael Southard

Iris

Say What 110 BPM

Sweety Hug

13 -

Check out the full album at https://open.spotify.com/artist/5AEP7Bm7CH4z0LHjAsSdhX?si=jmcgis8QTJ2MlcXuDvph_w

Peristeria Elata

Sometimes it feels like we’re two old young lovers
We break up to avoid embarrassing promises
We get back together and the cycle repeats
And the clock keeps on ticking and the years slip away

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re so hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip

We’re two uncertain hunters on a futile quest
Searching for the lost ark looking for the address
We’re two supporting actors looking for a leading role 
But most nights we’re just hunker down in our fox hole

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re still hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip

We see ourselves as young brilliant story tellers
But as we tell our tales, we repeat ourselves
Sometimes we’re tossed about by insignificant whirlwinds
We feel as precarious as crumbling towers

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re so hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip

We break up to avoid embarrassing promises 
That we never intended to keep
But then we get back together again 
Cause this hole that we dug is so deep

Sometimes we’re riding on the shoulders of giants
Other times we’re completely self-reliant

Some days it feels like we’re in control
Other days it feels like it’s just a dice roll

Sometimes we’re as strong as a young climbing flower
Other times it feels like we’re losing our power

We’re two old young lovers who don’t want face the truth
We’re two old young lovers trying to cling to our youth

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking, but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re so hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip
Two old young lovers and we’re joined at the hip

Old Young Lovers (lyrical collaboration with Michele Ansani)

My music is dependent on where inspiration takes me. I hope you enjoy something here!

Five Times Faster

TSM