A high powered rocker about singer Bob Dannewitz's weekend in the Pinal county jail. Big drums, a steady driving bass, great chorus, and guitarist Hank Rusch's searing solo resembles the sound of a prison yard siren warning of a break in progress.

Desiree

Waitin To See The Judge

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Sabroso « Tchatch-A » - SailThewaVz feat. AVERA

I'm so glad I have distractions
Needless, tedious reactions
It's so sporadic, so fantastic
So far ahead, I know I've passed it
Undisturbed; I am ecstatic
It's unrelated; I'll attach it
Like a patch that has no match
Repeat the phase
Until it has to change

No time to breathe
It's so unfair; the time exceeds
Repeated scenes at rapid speeds
The spastic screams so maddening
The tragedies that come at me
So viciously without a means to be
Excessively; consecutively
Approaching me

I'm so uptight I can't unwind
Losing sense, but I'll be fine

Find the strength that is extinct
And separate myself at length

Losing grip as I have tripped
And all the falls that have no give

Resiliency is a bitterness
That I've refused to come to terms with

And I'm slipping slowly
So they say that
Madness is like gravity
And I fucking swear that
Everyone is getting shoved

Find a lease that cease to be
A malice that resembles me
Honestly and emphatically
But I respond so callously

Never gave it a second thought
Ignoring pitfalls I was caught in
No one seemed to look
So I'll walk it off in the dark

Taking time to all unwind
Not a sense of resilience
Apprehensive in the least
But it's the best I can get

Breaking through, but I resist
Fear of never overcoming it
Make-believe the faith in me
Until I achieve it successfully

What else do I have to say

Now that the sun is coming up
I feel so free, and it's without a touch
The light's so warm, but not too much
Misunderstood, and never enough

Now that the sky is falling down
I never thought this could come around
So cold and bold, a vicious hold
My skin might break, but I won't fold

Now the tide's turning back around
I get the sense
Again it's bound
Repeat defeat - infinitely please
Until it's time to have a seat

Now that our time is up and done
We've overcome, it's overdone
No battles won
No guns were drawn
All that's left is dead and gone

Now it all makes so much sense

Now I
See so clearly
After all of this time

Now I
Speak so freely
After all of this time

Now I'll
Live so openly
After all of this time

Now I'll
Die so happy
After all of this time now

After All This Time

Music by Nick Rangel.
©Nick Rangel 2024
From the album – Inconclusive

The Last Train (Ready Mix)

A novelty in style for me this time!...
I also took on the vocal and I hope you will like this title full entraining dear to my heart....

READY FOR YOU

Give it up - Xian3 and DWA collab

Inspired by JIMI HENDRIX, Eric Clapton, alternative rock, 70s, The Doors

Jack & Coke (Instrumental)

YouTube link: https://youtu.be/ltiVVNRibu8 

A rainy night has its charm. The sound of droplets hitting the window can be extremely relaxing, and the flickering street lights in the puddles add mystery and magic. In such an atmosphere, it is easier to immerse yourself in thoughts or a book, or simply enjoy the moment. Sometimes you can find more beauty in the rain than on a sunny day.  ❤️  Una noche lluviosa tiene su encanto. El sonido de las gotas golpeando la ventana puede ser extremadamente relajante, y las luces parpadeantes de la calle en los charcos agregan misterio y magia. En un ambiente así, es más fácil sumergirse en pensamientos o en un libro, o simplemente disfrutar del momento. A veces se puede encontrar más belleza en la lluvia que en un día soleado.  ❤️ eszczowa noc ma swój urok. Dźwięk kropel uderzających o okno może być niezwykle relaksujący, a migoczące światła uliczne w kałużach dodają tajemniczości i magii. W takiej atmosferze łatwiej się zanurzyć w myślach czy książce, bądź po prostu cieszyć się chwilą. Czasem w deszczu można znaleźć więcej piękna niż w słoneczny dzień. 

Rainy Night

Step inside the Circus of Pain, where greed thrives, truth dies, and the blind cheer as the world crumbles. Cindered Heart rips through the illusion with rapid-fire brutality, exposing the madness we call reality. A relentless VampTrap anthem forged in industrial metal and dark rap. The clock stays red. The stage is set. Laugh… or be devoured.

Lyrics

Step right up, ladies and gentlemen!
Look at this mess—it’s the circus of pain!
Watch them sully in their stains - while they dance in the flames!

One nation burns, the headlines twist
Another war’s coming, but you don’t resist
Blood in the oil, gold in the guns
A world on fire—y’all call it fun

Kneel to idols who laugh in your face
Celebrities crowned in a hollow disgrace
Your Kanye gods, your Epstein graves
While more disappear every day

Every bite that you take is laced with lies
Toxins drip from your food to your skies
Needles of control pierce veins in vain
You beg for salvation while choking on chains

Ha! But in our world, we feast with pride
Centuries pass, barely a need to hide
While leaders fall and systems break
We watch and laugh at the deals you make

The skies run black, the veins run thin
You call it progress, but you won’t win
We feed on fear, drink the lies
Eternal we stand while your empire dies

One currency, one voice, one new control
A leash for the masses, a noose for your soul
Every handshake’s poison, every smile’s fake
Behind closed doors, if you only knew, you'd break

Families torn by greed and hate
Selling out love for a digital fate
You kill your brothers, betray your kin
A cycle of darkness that never will end

Your world’s so loud, but it’s hollow inside
Your humanity’s gone, replaced by your pride
You’re slaves to a system built on your fears
While we thrive untouched through the endless years

You call us monsters, but look inside
Your ignorance fuels your weak-willed designs
Your leaders rot, your heroes decay
Your families shatter in - the games you play

And while you crawl begging for playful grace
We drink your ruin and spit in its face!

The clock doesn’t stop—
The blood doesn’t dry—
You built your own hell…
In the end, you'll know why!

Wake up!

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Circus of Pain

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Burning Feet

I'm Hank Rusch.  I am a musician who writes, sings, plays lead guitar.  this is my Soundcloud site where I feature my solo releases featured at www.hankrusch.bandcamp.com  I also act as producer, lead guitarist, co  writer, back up vocalist, for the powerhouse band Smokin Rock that can be heard here or at smokinrock.bandcamp.com 

Smokin' Rock, a powerhouse rock group that delivers high-octane, unfiltered rock music right to your eardrums. Join them at www.smokinrock.bandcamp.com to hear all their music. Formed by the brilliant minds of Hank Rusch and Bob Dannewitz, these visionary musicians craft electrifying anthems fueled by their passion for cars, epic concerts, and, believe it or not, the captivating allure of a certain mysterious "C". Prepare to be captivated as Smokin' Rock takes you on a sonic journey through the fast-paced world they know and love.