Pot's World of Rock, Metal, Alternative Part II

Alternative Bangers by TBL

the Beta Lactams

Autumn 2025 Support List - Volume IV

Intercity Blues

Get this song on all streaming platforms and/or see the lyrics at https://mrgoodemployee.com/10-year-old-king/

10-Year-Old King

Melodic Solid Rock to give you something to think about.

Midnight Oil

These lyrics I wrote when I was in big trouble, but the words are still calm and constructive and paints a reality - mine - on a biv canvas for anyone to look. Music was played by robots after being trained by my prompts dozen of times, I try to fix smaller things and sometimes makes a new melodic structure close to the old one, there is a logic in this helpful aduio app but god he knows I'm not one who reads manuals. Hope you find something nice in this song.

Here are the lyrics I wrote halfway some years ago and finished last year:

BLUES MAN 
(lyrics copyright Badtripp Inc 2025)

(1.verse)

I'm down so goddamned low
my skin is turning blue
Too many years in a row
I  spent waiting for you
Why did you have to go
my love was so true
I thought we would know
if our days were so few


(Chorus:)

Blues man, blues man, drink my wine
I went too far away
The bears and lions of time
Will destroy me today

(2. verse:)

There's still time left to dream
But I wonder what you mean
When you say I am a has been
I just can't eat so I am too lean
I don't know what my dreams are
they are way too bizarre
I try to find you in any scene
but I always missed you so far

(Chorus:)
Blues man, blues man drink my wine
I went too far away
The bears and lions of time
Will destroy me today

Bluesman Bluesman

Summersong

A song about anxiety and depression that people around you don't notice

I DON'T FEEL RIGHT  (LYRICS BADTRIPP INC, MUSIC BY BADTRIPP INC/SUNO AI)
My mind is reaching out to people that I meet
Sounds disturb the night so tight and so sweet
My heart is searching for someone to know
But when the game is over I have to go

Take away all my pain
make me dry in the rain
Let me try all in vain
drive me holy insane

My thoughts go back to times that I've seen
Images fill me with things I could have been
My soul is running for safety and for cover
And the years go by as I look for a lover

Touch me deep inside
fill my mind so wide
Take me on a ride
I need a place to hide

I am all alone in this empty town
I'm always here, always on my own
Memories from the past flash through my mind
Pictures of you touch my aching heart

Here comes another night
filling me with fright
I don't feel alright
when I turn out the light

I don't feel right

Primitive Soul

Hallucinophonics - "White Eyes"
From the shadowed corridors of consciousness comes our latest transmission—a haunting exploration of the liminal spaces between life and death, reality and reverie.
"White Eyes" ventures into the darker chambers of the psyche, where ancient mansions hold memories that refuse to fade and spirits walk through candle-lit halls seeking what was lost. This track weaves together vintage Hammond organ, ethereal guitars, and atmospheric soundscapes to create a sonic séance that bridges the earthly and the eternal.
Crafted with analog warmth and cosmic intention, the song builds from whispered beginnings to transcendent climax, embodying our mission to articulate the ineffable through sound.
Experience the extraordinary by closing your eyes and letting the phantom guide you through the hall where time grows pale.
🕯️ Launching September 2025
🌌 Where the cerebral meets the celestial
Produced with vintage instruments and modern vision
Mixed in analog warmth
Mastered for cosmic transmission

White Eyes

Take It

“Left Behind,” a song about relationship insecurity, can be found on our debut album, “Carbonic.”

Left Behind

“Lost To Love” is a song about struggling through an untenable relationship.

Lost To Love

“Let Me Breathe” was written in response to the unfair treatment of minorities and the repressive system that continues to allow it to happen. Song starts out slow, but give it a moment. ⚡️

Let Me Breathe

A young woman finds her way out of a toxic relationship.

Everything He Wants

Killers At The Door

A song about living in the moment; no matter what the moment may be.

Everything Is Golden

The screen flickers
The table yawns
We sit
We wait
We vanish

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have walked the forest path
Heard the crow
Touched the moss
Lit a fire
Watched the sky

Instead
you counted bullets on a slide

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have baked bread
Fed a friend
Watered the thirsty plant
Read the forgotten page
Slept without dreaming

Instead
you raised your hand
and lowered it again

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have carved a song
Bled on the strings
Run until the lungs caught fire
Kissed a mouth that mattered
Buried the silence in wine

Instead
you stared at the clock
and the clock stared back

This hour is gone
You will never get it back
This hour is gone
You will never get it back

Never
Never
Never
Never
Never

You will never get it back

Never
Never
Never
Never
Never

This Hour Is Gone

I drew a line to measure truth
It bent itself into a loop
I tried to name the shape of time
It laughed and told me, "Not this time"

I chased the proof, the numbers lied
They split in two, then multiplied
The closer that I came to fact
The further it dissolved to act

Meaning hides in coded schemes
In broken clocks and endless dreams
The world’s a riddle, sharp and sly
It grins and winks each time you try

You reach for logic, it slips away
A paradox dressed in broad daylight
The punchline waits at the end of the play
It only lands when the timing’s right

Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!

Bazinga

The clock's a flirt with perfect teeth
It bites each hour beneath my breath
I lead, it follows - no, the reverse
A tango measured in rehearse

Step, slip, sign, send
The dance begins again
She whispers, "Late is still on time"
I nod - her logic tastes like wine

Footnotes wink, the data moans
Each theorem grinding on its bones
I count to ten, revise, delete
The mirror mocks my tangled feet

My dear Deadline
you move like smoke
I chase, you choke
When I catch you
I vanish
and you begin again

Step, slip, sign, send
The song pretends to end
The paper breathes, the cursor blinks
The tango winks, the tango thinks

Tomorrow, same time?
Of course

Deadline Tango

pop punk/rock
co-produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by

@a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

Crawling Up The Walls

The Beta Lactams are an indie rock band from Scranton Pennsylvania. Yes, THAT Scranton from The Office TV show. Sam Sebastianelli is the songwriter and lead vocalist. Described as a cross between R.E.M. meets Wilco by Electric City Magazine, the band mixes elements of classic rock and with modern sensibilities to form their own unique sound.

✌️Spotify link:

https://open.spotify.com/artist/3qIKWbkBoyj2CocBb4VFpl?si=cOH7IJJXR5-prQxBRqUieQ

❤️Facebook link:

https://www.facebook.com/share/1YSKQ9cwWT/?mibextid=wwXIfr

👊Bluesky Link:

https://bsky.app/profile/srs26.bsky.social

👍Apple Music link:

https://music.apple.com/us/artist/the-beta-lactams/1668401217