AN UNINHABITED METROPOLIS ... A POLICE SCANDAL ... TWO PEOPLE WHO SEARCH WITHOUT KNOWING WHO THEY ARE ... THE TENSION, THE FEAR SCANDED BY THE PASSING OF THE INEXORABLE TIME THAT WILL END THIS INTRIGUE.

TIME MACHINE

Our family mascot in the cover photo is a pottery piece created by me and my wife.

Our Family Mascot

Hey sister... 
what do you think about the city you miss?
Is it better to just now remember?
Or fade away into a peaceful place

Cause you ain't goin' home... again
you can see the path that lies ahead of you bend...away...into the night
and if you ever find...your way...to the end
then I could finally sleep again.

So come on meet me down by the river... brother and sister
Come and feel the life return to your soul...in the water
and wash away those marks of a sinner...you might
and let them flow on down with the river...tonight.

Hey mother...and father
what do you see upon the road ahead...as your drive?
And have you come now to reconsider?
Or float the same way on to the end?

Cause you ain't comin' home
you can feel the years that lie behind you fade...away...into the night
and if you ever lose yourself...again
then I could finally leave...amen.

2x
So come on meet me down by the river... brother and sister
Come and feel the life return to your soul...in the water
and wash away those marks of a sinner...you might
and let them flow on down with the river...tonight.

So come on meet me down by the river... mother and father
Come and feel the life return to your soul...in the water
and wash away those marks of a sinner...you might
and let them flow on down with the river...tonight. Yea....

V3.00

Down With The River

Periscope

This track was made on an ipad with the korg gadget 3 app in a night.
I could do some remixing but the point is to rather create a new track instead :)

'Emeralds and Leprechauns' An Ambient track inspired by the many myths and legends concerning Leprechauns in the Emerald Isles.

After Gockston

Emeralds and Leprechauns

Hanging on a Comet

Lingering Loon Loitering

Strange Feeling

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

Lyrics:

Trying not to look at you
When I see you are coming this way
Trying not to show
That you are on my mind all day..

When you give me a smile like that
I'm melting, can't resist your being
Your eyes shine like the sun in the sky
You give me that tickling feeling..

Trying to turn away, so you won't se me drool
Failing to tell myself, that you are just a fool..

When you give me a smile like that
Im melting, can't resist your being
Your eyes shine like the sun in the sky
You give me that tickling feeling..

Trying to resist your charm
But you are like a magnet
Hoping that you won't see, that I am so in my knees..

When you give me a smile like that
I'm melting, can't resist your being
Your eyes shine like the sun in the sky
You give me that tickling feeling..

Doing stupid things, every time you're near
Saying stupid words, don't mean them all i swear..

When you give me a smile like that
I'm melting, can't resist your being
Your eyes shine like the sun in the sky
You give me that tickling feeling..

Wondering if there is any point in holding back
Loving you and your being
Loving that tickling feeling..

When you give me a smile like that
I'm melting, can't resist your being
Your eyes shine like the sun in the sky
You give me that tickling feeling...

That Tickling Feeling   W/PJ Project

despair has countless faces. many of these might be masks that despair hides behind so skillfully that not even their owners recognize them. it's no wonder, then, that people affected by this, realize they have a problem but misinterpret its cause completely. somehow it seems more acceptable to consider oneself e.g. angry than to consider oneself feeling desperate, or hurt, or fearful, or lost in doubts.

doubts: puberty is undoubtedly a phase of life characterized by significant doubt. and perhaps one of humanity's central problems stems from our failed approach to dealing with this phase of doubt aka despair. it’s toxic masculinity. 

heaps of bullshit are associated with this buzzword. anyway, I associate it with the oppressive difficulties that our beloved son max had to face during his adolescence – in a world that is fixated on rigid role models in such a merciless, insensitive and ruthless way. toxic…

it's almost impossible to cushion that as a family. of course, you can always talk about it and provide mental support. but the influence of the outside world is far too powerful. so, max went through a period full of doubt, insecurity, and fear, and used a lot of masks to hide it. in the end, he found his way, which was a massive relief to us before his journey came to such an abrupt end. 

max, we love you all the more forever!

the lyrics written in memory of those times have been translated by DeepL without working out corresponding english rhymes. the musical template was provided by a guitar arpeggio piece written and recorded a while ago – without realizing the harmonies aren’t that vocal-friendly. 

that only became apparent when I was working on it with suno. so, I decided to work out two versions. the first closely follows the original backing tracks (including cümbüş for the banjos) and the “guitared” vocal melody. the second is more direct and minimalized, like an inner voice. for that's what it's all about.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 5

videolization: https://youtu.be/pjj6jEFVg2o?si=kPIXuTvJCWqK8gB5


you wake up tense, breath short, chest tight
already feeling like you gotta prove something today
mirror looking back like, you sure you’re enough?
every silence around you feels like a test you can’t name

be a man, they said
but the rules came wrapped in shame
so you built this armor
made of jokes, smirks, and sideways looks
if you speak soft, you’re weak
if you speak loud, you’re a threat
so you hover somewhere in between
trapped in that quiet panic

you’re tired of holding it in
you’re tired of playing “I am”
don’t know who're you, man
don’t know who're you, man
don’t know who're you, man
don’t know who're you, man
just want to breathe again
just want to breathe again

scrolling through your feed
confidence everywhere
and you hate that you hate it
jealous of the ease they move with
the way they take up space like they belong
you? you shrink inside your shoulders
acting cool while you crumble slow

your jaw locked. hands tight
every move rehearsed
you measure worth in silence
in how little you let slip
can’t bleed, can’t need, can’t bend
so you drown
looking composed the whole time

you’re tired of holding it in …

sometimes you swing
not because you’re strong 
but because you’re scared
scared they’ll see the cracks
the small boy under the armor
you talk loud, but it’s fear wearing a crown
you throw shade, but it’s envy in disguise

you’re trying to unlearn this weight
trying to breathe without proving it
to stop mistaking numb for power
to stop mistaking fear for pride
maybe one day, you’ll stand still
no front, no mask
just you
finally enough

you’re tired of holding it in …

Who're you, Man | Outer Singer

I wrote this ballad about three years ago during my journey to Paris (At Louvre Museum), my personal feeling about vision of Mona Lisa was a mixture of sadness and astonishment, I hope you appreciate.

Massimo Primiero

Turin - Italy

Sad Gioconda

Hello! I am an amateur singer/songwriter with a lot of passion for singing and Music.  I mostly sing originals,  but also covers . I like to write lyrics with meaning, something people can relate to. Not necessaraly my own experiences, it can be something i heard, seen or something someone  told me.
I also make music in GarageBand with small loops I put together. 
I am very impressed with how many talented people there is on Soundcloud! And so much love and kindness!
Thank you all for listening,  likes, reposting and comments! It really means a lot to me❤️
(My own originals sounds best with ear phones )
I also have a YouTube channel with the same nick name 🎵
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