really like this... its like a beach on a smooth day

Alernative rock

Space Sympho Rock

Excess

A Game Of Shadows

Hacienda

My first electric guitar recording after many, many years.

Birds In Flight

My passion for music reaches its peak when I'm overcome with loneliness. My brain and emotions seem insignificant in the world. After a few days of feeling this way, I discover fragments of music. Over the course of two or three days, these fragments begin to form the whole picture of a song. When life is fulfilling, I can't even find the first fragments of a song.

If You Want to Make Music, Run Alone(328)

83_ Voices - released on 17 August 2025 only on SoundCloud

Have you been feeling the same lately? “Voices” come into my head and ask why this time is the way it is ... so complicated & negative, with all its conflicts & wars. We're almost as well off as we've ever been. But no... We argue, which is not a bad thing, but unfortunately often in a negative way. Why can't we argue positively & constructively? #ambient #minimal #nobeats #only5elements #onlyvoices #liverecording

(produced with BlocsWave & LaunchPad)

Voices

“The Schüßmann Waltz” by Luke

As a kid with a unique last name I’ve always wanted to write create my own Waltz piece..
Jodi (my wife) said it sounds like a music box so with a comment like that ..my work is done 😂

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Guitar & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                       Luke H. S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“The S c h ü ß m a n n Waltz” by Luke

Give It Up - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Music by TexMex Shaman | Bass by Jeff Roberts | Percussion by Ken Karasek of K2 & The Three | New Revamp 2025

Final Music & Vocals Mixed & Mastered by TexMex Shaman in the USA | Vocals/Sound Design Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Initial Mixing by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS in CANADA

Cover Art Design: Self Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] 

Give It Up - Music & Lyrics by REKHA a.k.a. REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Intro:
Oo Yeah
Ahn Yeah
Hey Hey
Hey Hey

Give it up Baby
Don't ya say maybe
Cuz' you know
It makes me
Totally crazy
And

You want
To give me
All of your love
You know it's true
You do me so
You do me so good
Baby I need
Your love

Give it up, Baby
Never say maybe
Cuz' you know it
Makes me feel
Totally, crazy good-good
Oh, Yeah-Yeah

You know you want to
Give me, your love, love, love
It always, makes me feel
So good, good, good
You touch my woman

Oh, Eh
Hey, Hey
Hey-Hey
Hahn, Oh
Ho, Ho, Oh

Babe, I need
Your good love
Your man-man in my
Woman-hood
Oo-Oo-Yeah





GiveItup25-final

GIVE IT UP

Give It Up - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Music by TexMex Shaman | New Revamp 2025

the drums and the sequencer at the beginning are by d&b, I lowered the tempo from 170bpm to 140 and then added the psytrance synths... ;-)

Cybernetic Uprising

Right now, vague anxieties in the world strike us like noise.
What is its root cause? Sadness? Anger? Or fear? No, that's not it.
Its true nature is the fear called "loneliness" that suddenly comes to anyone.
Even if filled with love, friendship, or family, loneliness somehow crosses the mind.
In this world, I am the only one. The only one who knows me is myself. The feeling of loneliness is very painful.
However, we face that loneliness sincerely.
That is precisely what allows us to truly notice others' loneliness, empathize with others' sadness, and become advocates who grasp others' feelings.
When we feel loneliness and based on that are able to erase the world's noise, we perceive everything as conscious.
But the world is so impermanent, and someday the end of life will come to you and me too.
What we leave behind then is not a big deal.
What exists there is a world of "nothingness." Yes, everything returns to nothing. The world and we all return to nothing. But the "nothingness" embraces the world—gently, strongly, bravely, and cheerfully, peacefully, and calmly..."

This track was created from my original draft of the words, which he translated into English and brought to life through narration.

fictionalive ⭕ UNITY https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

All Returns To Nothingness//全ては無に還る//with narration

Some thoughts that have been percolating in my mind lately (cover photo:  halloween skeleton posing in my backyard - not to scale termite and silver spoon: adobe stock image)

***
Copyright 2025
Vocals , Chords and Lyrics by Joe Stroffolino
Organ (playing my midi keyboard with sound from Logic Pro BeBop Organ)
Single Strum track  (playing my Taylor 114ce)
Second fast strumming track: PG music real track
Bass: PG Music real track
Piano:  EZ Keys2 (with sound from Native instruments Piano uno)
Drums: EZ Drummer 3
***
They say that life is a test but not everyone’s dealt the same hand
Some are born into privilege, while others struggle through quicksand
We play the cards we’re dealt as we try to find our way,
Doing our best to keep our heads above water as we go about each day.
People born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they’re rich and the die is cast
Other’s get a wooden spoon, which the termites eat, and it’s struggle not to finish last
They say money can’t buy you happiness, but it’s hard to put a smile on your face
When the game is rigged and you can’t even get to first base.
How many billions do you have to accumulate before you’re just running up the score
At what point do you decide that you don’t need anymore
Telling rags-to-riches stories, so the common man believes it’s true,
“Keep those taxes off the billionaires cause someday that might be you.”
 People born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they’re rich and the die is cast
Other’s get a wooden spoon, which the termites eat, and it’s struggle not to finish last
They say money can’t buy you happiness, but it’s hard to put a smile on your face
When the game is rigged and you can’t even get to first base.
 Politicians smiling and acting like they share your blues,
But they’d collapse in a minute trying to walk a mile in your shoes.
Lottery tickets selling hope, though the odds are that you’ll never win
You’ve got a better chance of being struck by lightning than ever cashing in.
You’ll be paying off those loans for the rest of your life from that useless college degree
As the corporations implement AI trying their best to replace you and me
 The universe is billions of years old; we come and go in a flash.
We spend our short lives obsessing over cash.
 People born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they’re rich and the die is cast
Other’s get a wooden spoon, which the termites eat, and it’s struggle not to finish last
They say money can’t buy you happiness, but it’s hard to put a smile on your face
When the game is rigged and you can’t even get to first base.

Life Is a Test

Ride with me to Galveston
with the windows rolled down
Ride with me to Galveston
with the windows rolled down
Ride with me to Galveston
let's leave this town

we are going
we are going to
have families of our own
we all know
we all know it
that this is the last hurrah
we are going 
to have families of our own

ride with me to Galveston
with the windows rolled down
ride with me to Galveston
with the windows rolled down
ride with me to Galveston
let's leave this town

Galveston

Hello…. So who is Darwin the cat… really? I suppose just an old recluse like me. An older cat who I was tasked with cat-sitting this summer. Initially, I never saw him. Ha. Then one day, he appeared out of nowhere and we became best buds. He became talkative and encouraged me to ask him about life. I would ask him something and he would tell me all about it. So of course here’s a song about our shenanigans. A simple song. Ukulele, vox, and some finger-tapping keyboard percussion. In other news, tiny chickadees have been following me around the yard when I water, and a new generation of rabbits hang out near the small patches of red clover I planted around the yard... They stretch out and relax in the shade during the day. I laugh at them. The raccoon(s) come through late at night, and sometimes I hear them scream, which does sound weirdly unnerving. A hawk is in and about hunting the yard for small birds and whatnot. The birds in the yard, head into the spruce tree branches where the hawk cannot go. I built a small branch wall around the fire ant mound back by the compost pile, as someone keeps digging into it, maybe the coons or possibly flickers trying to get at the larvae. Now the mound is really built up as the ant colony has worked feverishly to rebuild it. That particular ant colony has been here for decades. Plenty of apples and wild plums now, so I have to be alert when going outside late at night, as maybe the bear will return in the midst of hyperphagia, to gorge on the apples. There were some deer here briefly as well. I have begun autumn chores in preparation for the long winter here and have taken to eating apples and plums from the trees, as I take a break from my chores. I could be a bear… hahahahaha. And of course, I’m getting old(er), more forgetful, and wondering what the future holds in store. Hope you’re all well. Thanks for dropping by, Mark 

Darwin And The Evolution Of Catharsis

Today I celebrate. Today is a day of celebration. The day of the 40th track. I have come a long way from the first to the fortieth, a huge journey. There were those who were with me from the first moment, step by step. There were those who stood by me along the way. Along the way, I received support, recognition, and friendship. I will be forever grateful to this community, for everything.
Cover photo from my great friend: www.instagram.com/bergarpi
Listen it on my youtube page: https://youtu.be/85x3MJ0Wh20?si=GtdtmC7PjAk0xhGA

Leer

Guitarist, multi-genre composer, keyboard & bass player (mostly self-taught). Music librarian and philosopher.
Music is new dimension of life.
“That is an artist as I love artists, modest in his needs: he really wants only two things, his bread and his art - panem et Circen.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

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