Heartfelt performance Jonny. Its all there in the way you dig into the guitar and raw emotive vocal. Great stuff matey.

A Rom-Com on a celestial plane meets a reality in a Virginia grief group. 

Re: the chorus -- no shade intended, Ben Gibbard.

Influences: Ted Leo, Death Cab for Cutie, ColdPlay

To the Heavens

Midnight Racing

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El derrotado, Ariel en Bicicleta

Give in

Are you awake?
It doesn’t matter anyway
I pull the brake
It’s neither Monday nor the lord’s day

Pretty little thoughts
Surrounded by knots
Bombshells and fears 
Crowded people that cheers
Is it time to give in?
Watch the others spin?

I think you’re awake
Does it all make sense?
I think we release the brake
It’s for our own defence
I have no faith in the politics
Nevermind, it was a joke
But I’m afraid of the reaper
And I think we’re broke

Give in

Cloudy today

Microtonal quartet performance for Malloween Festival in celebration of the release of the 3rd album by Mall.Dad.

Watch the complete Malloween Festival here:
www.twitch.tv/videos/2290543539

Listen to Mall.Dad 3 here:
soundcloud.com/mall-dad/sets/malldad-3-sticks-in-the-sticks

Finale (Live)

composed by Adam4le
produced and arranged by MikaJ Saturn

All Midi-Keys :  by Adam4le
Sogawni Split Arp Key: by MikaJ Saturn
Vocals: Megan and Dimitri - GH
Congas
Bass
Drums

Oceans MikaJ Saturn feat. Adam4le prod. by MikaJ Saturn

Snail Pace

This song is a heartfelt celebration of my brother Shawn’s quiet strength and the way he spoke to the world through his music. This year’s song is different—because instead of focusing on loss, I wanted to celebrate Shawn’s life, his quiet strength, and the way he truly spoke through his guitar. My brother was never one for the spotlight; he was gentle, reserved, and carried more inside than he ever said out loud. But when he picked up a guitar, the room would fill with music and something in him would shine. He was the kind of person whose presence brought comfort, even in silence.

Last year, my tribute was about the pain of losing him—the unanswered questions and the ache he left behind. But this year, I wanted to remember the light: the warmth he shared, the hope he strummed into every chord, and the bond we had through music even when words failed. This song honors Shawn as I remember him best—not just as someone I lost, but as the brother who watched over me, whose melodies linger, and whose love still echoes through every note.

You never liked the spotlight,
Hiding in the corners of the room.
But I’d watch your hands awaken,
Every fret and chord in bloom.
Silent through the day,
But at night you’d play your heart
Letting music speak the secrets
You could never put to words.

There’s a kind of truth in melody
That silence can’t erase.
When the world felt far away,
You found your sacred place.

Tell me, did they hear my heart
In the notes that I would play?
When the world was far too loud,
Did my song light up the gray?
And if I fade into the dark,
Will someone still recall
That I spoke my truth the only way I knew
Just me and my guitar.

Old strings and calloused fingers,
Echoes ringing softly through the night.
You were quiet, you were different,
But with music, you took flight.
No stage, no grand ovation,
Just a song beneath your skin
But every strum a confession
For the world you carried in.

Even if there’s no recording,
No record of your sound
Your spirit plays in memory
Whenever I’m around.

Tell me, did they hear my heart
In the notes that I would play?
When the world was far too loud,
Did my song light up the gray?
And if I fade into the dark,
Will someone still recall
That I spoke my truth the only way I knew
Just me and my guitar.

Maybe dreams don’t always find the light,
And some songs end too soon
But you taught me how to listen
For hope inside the tune.
When the silence feels too heavy,
And I can’t find where you are
I remember how you loved me
With just you and your guitar.

Tell me, did they hear my heart
In the notes that I would play?
When the world was far too loud,
Did my song light up the gray?
And if I fade into the dark,
Will someone still recall
That I spoke my truth the only way I knew
Just me and my guitar.

Now whenever shadows gather,
And I’m longing for your spark
I can hear you in the quiet,
Still speaking through the dark.
The music never leaves me
It lingers from afar.
Brother, you’re forever
Just you and your guitar.

Me and My Guitar

Fade Away With the Moon

Just trying to make sense of the chaos.

Simple, heartfelt songs.

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