Let’s be something we’re not…
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PRAY 4 ME (prod.@22ksammy)

I’ve got nothing that you want and everything you can’t have
I’m sure it’s driving you mad
You look at all your shiny little things
Thinking you will be safe from all the worlds become
But I’ve got news for scum like you I do, who try to run from the truth

I was gonna be an actor
You invented mind control
I was gonna be on TV
Where you bought and sold your soul

Now I can’t see the forest for the trees
But I know how to bring you to your knees
It’s only natural to fail with no wind in your sails

I was gonna be a singer
You bought the studio
I was just a dreamer
you boarded it up and closed

Now I can’t see the forest for the trees
But I know how to bring you to your knees
It’s only natural to fail when there’s no wind in your sails

Can it be any more wild?
I can see you’re smiling
I can see you’re smiling
Maybe truly
You could see right through me
I’m dancing with a knife window open wide
To the sound of pouring rain

I was gonna be an actor
You invented mind control
I was gonna be on TV
Where you bought and sold your soul

Now I can’t see the forest for the trees
But I know how to bring you to your knees
There’s something lingering that’s dead
When you put that crown on your head

I was gonna buy a house while
You rented the public suite
I can’t afford my rent now
you’re flying off to Germany

After all at least I got a little pot to piss
you’ve got all that blood running down from your lips
And this whole world is starting to burn, maybe someday we’ll learn

Forest For The Trees

Cast of Characters:
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender HSS Telecaster electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass with a plectrum

This song began as one of Joe's catchy, lyrically centered songs, which he wrote on his acoustic guitar, and filled in with VST instruments. He came up with the lyrics by sharing ideas with fellow SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani, who began the thought process of a song about becoming a musician.
Knowing that Josh is a fan of his work, Joe offered this song to him in hopes that he'd share it with the rest of the band. Of course, Josh jumped at the opportunity to work on his song, and immediately shared it with the rest of the group.
Ken went to work first, adding his driving, excting drums. Josh was having a hard time coming up with a good bass line for it, until Ken suggested that he use the power of the 1/8 note to propel it. Tez was up next with his clever fills you hear throughout the first half of the song. Stephen came along right after and matched Tez's energy for the guitar fills in the second half of the song.
It was still missing a solo in the designated spot, though, so Mark stepped up with his innovative piano solo you hear in the middle. If it sounds a little mechanical, that's because he's using an arpeggiator to achieve the effect. We thought it sounded good in a song about AI, though.
Once all the parts were dialed in, and Joe had gotten all his vocals tuned up, we asked one of our resident pros, Stephen, to mix it for us. He did that and mastered it, too, expertly, as always.
This is the first song we've ever done with Joe, and don't expect it to be the last. We all really enjoyed putting together, in no small part because Joe is such a competent, receptive, and gracious collaborator. We all hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Lyrics by Michele Ansani and Joe Stroffolino
Music by Joe Stroffolino (@joseph-stroffolino)

When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers
But I continued to play
And the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics,
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.

And people will think your songs are great even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure

AI Sucks - Eclectic Collective

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All hell has broken loose – Official Lyric Video Song | Brady Kent (Official Music Release) 🎶💔

He has recieved bad news, from which he has no time to recover. He is now 'walking in dead man's shoes'. It's time to admit his mistakes and 'lay a place for the judge'. Knowing you have to admit all, with no time left, is not a great end to a life. I wonder what his wife and daughters think and feel ?

This is a  raw and introspective song that explores a marraige and a family, which should be meaningful, but ends up feeling hollow. With poetic lyrics and a haunting melody, this track dives into themes of deciept, and being eventually caught.

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All hell has broken loose

All hell has broken loose
Im walking in dead man's shoes

All hell has broken loose
Nobody expected the news

Shocked when I got the Doctors letter
It’s not good, not going to get better

You don’t need to know much more
Less you know, the better, for sure 

In god’s name, no, it can’t be me
The time for talking, is over, early

All hell has broken loose
I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

All hell has broken loose
What I’ve done wrong, the heartaches

It’s time to lay a place for the judge
Decide how stupid I’ve been, if you bear a grudge 

The gloves are off, the party is over 
It’s much too late, to blame it on my father

It’s time to tell my wife and daughters
About the people I hurt, the lovers

All hell has broken loose
I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

It’s time to admit to deception
There is no chance of redemption  

It’s too late for discretion
There is not enough time for reinvention 


All hell has broken loose
I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

In god’s name, no, it can’t be me
The time for talking, is over, early

In god’s name, no, it can’t be me
The time for talking, is over, early

It’s time to now, admit my mistakes 
What I’ve done wrong, the heartaches

It’s time to lay a place for the judge
Decide how stupid I’ve been, if you bear a grudge 

The gloves are off, the party is over 
It’s much too late, to blame it on my father

The gloves are off, the party is over 
It’s much too late, to blame it on my father

It’s time to tell my wife and daughters
About the reasons why, and the causes

It’s too late for discretion
There is not enough time for reinvention

All hell has broken loose
I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

In dead man’s shoes

All hell has broken loose

Savannah

for someday

honey

BLVCK PUMV - MY BLOCK

ANARS ! Je veux vivre

Guitar (Nylon electro-acoustic guitar Cordoba GK studio) and final mix by Neno J. https://on.soundcloud.com/mYPR0YxGjsZ2bWmRCH
Original music, arrangement, piano, organ, bass guitar, drums, J.J. Terrell

Tango passionato (Collab with Neno J.)

Inspired by 60's-70's singer songwriters. Music comes and goes, sometimes it rhymes, sometimes it flows.

Forest For The Trees

Trevor James

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