(Andrew G Holden)

Thomas GT

APRIL  2025

REKHA

Junzo Support

ElectroTrek

Fantasy Club

Little Man

Music & PEACE & Friends

Paul William

All Roads Lead You Home

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/arabian-night-feat-jaywalkerblack-lady-emz-single/1330244542?app=itunes&ign-mpt=uo%3D4Vocals ... 

https://soundcloud.com/jaywalkerblack &amp;
https://soundcloud.com/emma-lady-emz
Production ... Fantasy Club

Massive thanks to jay Walker black & Lady Emz for their support xx

Download

Arabian Night (feat JayWalkerBlack & Lady Emz)

Electric Dreams

Reveries

My homage to John Frusciante. Need to record the vocals!

Ode To John (no vocals)

JIM ANDERS _ Apokalypse

RIP Dan Guimond.  Our friend, supporter and inspiration.  A tribute by Imre Lodbrog,  Andrew Doyle, Dom LeBars & Barbara Browning.  Thank you all.  We miss you.

Y’A COMME UN TROU DANS L’AIR
COMME QUI DIRAIT UN TROU D’AIR
OU SUR LA ROUTE UN DOS D’ÂNE

Y’A UN HOMME À LA MER`
NOYÉ DANS SES CHIMÈRES
EMPORTÉ PAR LES EAUX DAN

OH WE MISS YOU DAN
WE MISS YOU
YEAH WE MISS YOU MAN
WE MISS YOU

Honey Man, Amphibian
Internationaliste et Républicain
Au revoir notre plus cher mec
Le fier vieux fils du beau Québec
Enthusiast, innovator
Cher ami and co-creator
Citoyen de notre monde
Making waves across the pond
Un veritable homme des nations
Nous remplissant d'inspiration
Honey Man, Amphibian
Nous remplissant d'inspiration

Honey Man (Mellow Mix) RIP DanLeMiel aka BlueToad.  Collab. with Friends

Another one done from the album Wou-Wou & the Wormling, Bitzone, Stricknice, and I have been working on for almost 5 years now! You can definitely hear some of those 2020 themes in these songs. I feel like the world is starting to change and new themes will start emerging, so we had better finish up soon, lol. There are definitely two more songs from the set still to be released, and maybe a bonus track, and then we will be done…It has been a dream to work with these guys! I wonder what's next?

May everyone who’s looking, find an incredible team of musicians to work with. 

Track Credits:
Stricknice: Guitars, Keys, Samples
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Keys, Samples, Additional Drums, Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
https://www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Drums, Bass, Guitar, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Yo, this is your daily routine rap
4:30 already and it’s time to hit snooze cause you know waking up is wack
5:30 already and I am looking for excuse to get right back in the sack  
Gotta brush the teeth and I can’t forget the gums everyday I’m fighting that plaque 
Heading downstairs I’m already on the run to eat breakfast and pack a snack
Next to get dressed I always put the layers on to keep warm yet still look like a mac
Then I’m out the door one hour past dawn to get to work without catching no slack

Wake up
Time to wake up

Yo, time to hit the routine again
3:30 already and I should be off the clock but my boss said I had to work late
4:30 already and I gotta bust out daycare can no longer wait 
Gotta hit the drive through and get the kid a snack it’s been 2 hours since she last ate
CDs in the player for an hour of tunes you know rush hour traffic don’t abate
When I get home I take the dog for a walk so he can find a pole to finally liberate 
Then it’s time to cook dinner got no time to work out so you know I’m gonna pack on that weight

Wake up
Time to wake up

Yo, we’re not done yet
8:30 already need to get the kid ready for bed but she  still wants to play
9:30 already and kid still isn’t ready now we’re yelling cause there’s no other way
I wanna keep my cool but I’ve had it up to here and I just want to get on with the day
Dishes keep pilling and the laundry needs drying and the mess needs to all be put away
Instead I check out, binge a show, and stay up late even though tomorrow I’ll have to pay  
Then I fall asleep on the couch just to do it all again it’s all just a big cliche. 

Wake up
Time to wake up

It’s time to wake the fuck up

Wake Up!

Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Wormling, and the Couch King - Wake Up!

Billie Eilish's song "What was i made for" Darkified!
Vocals by Astrid Solvrid

Lyrics:
I used to float, now I just fall down
I used to know, but I'm not sure now
What I was made for
What was I made for?

Takin' a drive, I was an ideal
Looked so alive, turns out I'm not real
Just somethin' you paid for
What was I made for?

'Cause I, I
I don't know how to feel
But I wanna try
I don't know how to feel
But someday, I might
Someday, I might

Mm, mm, ah
Mm, mm, mm

When did it end? All the enjoyment
I'm sad again, don't tell my boyfriend
It's not what he's made for
What was I made for?

'Cause I, 'cause I
I don't know how to feel
But I wanna try
I don't know how to feel
But someday, I might
Someday, I might

Think I forgot how to be happy
Somethin' I'm not, but somethin' I can be
Somethin' I wait for
Somethin' I'm made for
Somethin' I'm made for

I Used To Float 2024

Close Circle—I’m Keeping Score----Lyrics

(Verse1)
Altered time cycles,—
Will we ever be whole again 
why so many different Bibles? 
It’s a battle for the soul, till the end 
one unit, sect, —-culture, tribe 
so many distractions,—- let’s pretend
that time was on our side 
same message, same word, being resend 
Over and over again

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
To the very end,—-to the very end
We learn and educate,—-from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup,—-before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop,—-who is the source that pours 
where does it come from? Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, don’t answer —the mystery can wait
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up,—-if you believe, 
learn, retain, retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?——why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)
Search for more knowledge—- tempt me, ——but I need what I want. 
Where can the answers to the questions be?
The right question to prompt
cups fill, or empty ——another sip, lesson learned 
mind occupied——- close circle 
we learn what you taught us
But I have to know more, the desire, burns, 
don’t know what’s needed but I certainly want more
Give me a different drink please, because I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score —————
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score

(Chorus)
To the very end, 
We learn and educate, from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup, before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop who is the source that pours 
where does it come from?——Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, we done won —the mystery can wait 
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up if you believe, learn, retain retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?

——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
We learn and educate…
Extra: why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)

I'm Keeping Score

💺✈🚥🦾🕹⁂© All Rights Reserved 01-2025
©Lyricist, Mixer, Mastering, Creator, Pro Licensed: Lady ElectroTrek
*** 
TITLE: SKYWAYS & CIRCUITS
______________________________________________________________
LYRICS: 
(Verse 1)
Flying high above the sky light glow...
Circuits buzzing let the data flow.
Chromed-out wings in a metal sky.
Robotic heart, but I still get high.

(Verse 2)
City lights below in polka dots.
Skyscrapers dance, while the engine talks.
Navigating through a web of dreams...
Connectivity reigns supreme.

(Chorus)
Skyways taking us to places unknown.
Digital hearts beat in a synchronized tone.
Living wires and electric sighs.
Today we're soaring through the endless skies.

(Bridge)
Mechanical voices speak in code.
Binary hearts take the rhythmic road.
Together in this techno flight...
We light the stars up in the night!

(Verse 3)
Echoes of the future in my mind.
Jetstream visions intertwine.
Through the cosmos our love flows.
Robotic, yet the passion grows.

(Chorus)
Skyways taking us to places unknown.
Digital hearts beat in a synchronized tone.
Living wires and electric sighs.
Today, we're soaring through the endless skies.

(Outro) Oh, oh, ooh, we fly above it all, because society's transformation made us answer the cosmic call.

Robotic Travel Reigns

Skyways & Circumstances

Skyways & Circuits

This is a track created by RiZLiX called "Anything Goes" with my guitar playing added to it. Thanks to IPG1, FRAWSTAKWA and RiZLiX for welcoming this recording.

RiZLiX featured the legendary vocalists IPG1 and FRAWSTAKWA in its work.
The original sound source for this track is below.

IPG1 X FRAWSTAKWA X RiZLiX - Anything Goes
https://soundcloud.com/rizlix/ipg1-x-frawstakwa-x-rizlix-anything-goes?si=49dd5edb56dc4d3b8365d78903231471&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Anything Goes Vocals 106 BPM
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/anything-goes-vocals-106-bpm?si=305926b2ac484229a750cdd8d3d7cd52&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Frawstakwa – Stbb-110bpm-frawstakwapella
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa/stbb-110bpm-frawstakwapella?si=10cfff4bf183400abfc314c04624d7f4&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

I recommend that anyone learning to play the guitar listen to this piece over and over again, playing the Gm/B♭pentatonic scale in various ways, and trying to find a phrase that you like.

The volume adjustment during mixdown is optimized for the environment when using the earphones that come with the iPhone. If you feel that the volume of the guitar playing in this work is low, please use earphones and check the volume balance of this recording. It seems that earphones other than those that came with the iPhone do not have any problems. When using an Android device and when connecting an audio interface to a PC, I connected inexpensive earphones and confirmed that the guitar volume can be heard at a roughly appropriate balance.

There is another way. I have embedded a SoundCloud player on my blog to introduce my works, but I noticed that this work sounds harder (mid-high tones are clearer) than when played directly in the browser. If the guitar volume seems low or the sound quality sounds cloudy, please open the following and play this recording with the SoundCloud player embedded there.
https://junzo.seesaa.net/article/509999749.html?1738554041

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IPG1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/tracks
FRAWSTAKWA 
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa/tracks
RiZLiX
https://soundcloud.com/rizlix/tracks

IPG1 X FRAWSTAKWA X RiZLiX - Anything Goes - ft.JUNZO on electric guitar

got back together in middle of November .AHH. made it through a couple of months. 'yeah?'
 it all fell through now what do I do. 'oh no!'
homeless again, now hear what I'm saying what the f*** am I going to do?
two kids under two and another one due. take a look Andrew, learn what you gotta do. 
go back together in middle of November made it through a couple of months. broke up in February found out January she was pregnant again. 
rewind a couple weeks, when she said to take a beat. Kicked out of my own house.
 need a place of own a place to call home for three kids in time plus I. 
 everything she promised it was all pointless as I'm "so paranoid" Fuckin more than annoyed as I've just been toyed.. over and over again, says it's all my head just more disappointment I'm fed even when your face is dark red. 
I know what to do so cheers to fuck you heres to my future and more.

in November

Inclus dans l'album : "La Fabrique de Marque", du groupe LA MARQUE.
©️ Copyright
2016-2017
Conception réalisation Pochette Pola S.
Co Compositeur : La Marque (Marc S.)

Vie Anterieure - Past life -

Making My Way

We are pleased to present track 7 from our latest album, 'Haunting One Seven,' full album available on Bandcamp, we hope you’ll enjoy!

outstation.bandcamp.com/album/haunting-one-seven


Haunting One Seven

A Deity Looks After Me

Black Dark Humor is a sad poem about the routine of life in a big city like São Paulo. A difficult day in the life of an ordinary Paulistano, facing work and dealing with the chaos of the city. A day when the earth stood still.

Black Dark Humor
Close the door, turn off the light;
The dream has just begun...
Another blinding day of heat,
And burning flames...
Last month hasn’t ended yet;
Time is just a shadow...
Through these hazy days, I agonize,
Then beg for mercy...

Have some pity on me;
I’m both devout and crude.
Sentenced to twenty years
In the penitentiary of boredom...
Now and then I try, at last,
To sigh without a thought...
To drown my feelings deep inside,
Then take off and fly.

It’s six o’clock, the morning’s here,
Yet the rooster never crows...
But my stern, responsible self
Shakes me up to rise again.
The bell tolls, I hide the sky,
A sky that bears no light...
The world still turns, yet somehow,
It stopped spinning for me...

Black Dark Humor (Negro Humor Negro)

SEE By Zitou Itou + Hansohioma + Wildsilences

Hope - Music & Lyrics by MJ-Brewer, Music by TexMex Shaman, Music/Vocal Design & Arrangement by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | YT VID

YT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qXb0RfnkTI&list=PLAj4QK9fs02a2N3tcglhgXj9zYHkZ1RBQ&index=76

Lead Guitar, Mandolin, Arrangement, Mix & Mastering - TexMex Shaman
Rhythm Guitar, Composition, Arrangement & Lyrics - MJ-Brewer
Music/Vocal Design & Arrangement (All lead & backing harmonies) - REKHA - IYERN [Fe] 
Cover Art Design: AI Generated by MJ-Brewer | Additional Graphics REKHA- IYERN [Fe]
Lyric Video by TexMex Shaman Coming Soon on YT: 

Hope - Music & Lyrics by Mark Jackson

Well I hope someday that you know how it feels to be lost going nowhere
Well I hope someday that you know how it feels to see the people stare
I’ve been stripped of my pride, my heart opened wide
Lord knows what’s inside but Ihope someday to find it
I must confess, I’ve been so stressed, my life is a mess 
You know I don’t even seem to mind it

Well I hope someday somebody comes to save me, but I doubt they ever will
I hope someday somebody comes to save me, just take me away from here
I shouldn’t lie it’s so hard to try to say goodbye you know everybody needs a friend
It’s a crazy thing what the bad times can bring, a birds broken wings, it’ll never fly again

Well I hope someday that people will say that I did I did my very best
I hope someday that people will say I always, I always seem to make them laugh
Through sickness and health, poor times and wealth, each hand that I’m dealt, I always try to stay the same. Through thick and through thin I bounce back again, I lose then I win, and I’m always ready to play the game

Oh yeah, hoping things will be fine someday
Hoping things will be fine someday
Hoping things will be fine someday



Hope-final-master021225

Hope

Hope - Music & Lyrics/MJ-Brewer, Music/TexMex Shaman, Music/Vocal Arrangement/REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Falling

FOOL (in studio)

Sharp Edges (open invitation for a collab from IPG1) 
IPG1 & Paploviante
Original Vocals from IPG1:
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/sharp-edges-rap-vox-94-bpm?in=ipg1/sets/vocals
Paploviante: E-Bass, Mix, Mastering and Music Composition

Sharp Edges-IPG1 and Paploviante

“Addicted to You” is a song about intense love and obsession, where you feel completely consumed by your feelings for someone. The lyrics convey a sense of longing, passion, and dependency, as if the love is a powerful addiction you can’t escape. The melody enhances the emotional intensity, blending desire with vulnerability. It’s a song that captures the overwhelming and sometimes uncontrollable nature of love, where the line between pleasure and pain becomes blurred.

Addicted to you

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES VRAIS DU FAUX
Ils ont beau dire, ils ont beau faire
Tous leurs sourires sont à l’envers
Beaucoup de trop, et çà se voit
Se sentant haut tant ils s'y croient.
Sous apparence vivent au-dessus
Dans l'insolence voir même plus
Jouant les meilleurs se sentant beaux
En rois de coeur, qui sonnent faux
Riant de tout, même pas marrant
Quand on s’en fout complètement
Ils s’intéressent sans écouter
Et puis ils laissent tout çà tomber.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Ils congratulent dans le mépris,
Nous prennent pour nuls et puis aussi
Sans de scrupule en font leurs vies.
En tête de rang, la bonne place
Tous les gênants ils les déplacent
Se faisant grand  ils les remplacent.
L'hypocrisie en bandoulière
Car çà aussi ils savent la faire
Ils continuent, se croyant fort
Tout au-dessus, voir plus encore.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Tout çà se voit et on le sent 
Alors pourquoi perdre son temps
Laissons tomber une fois pour toute
Plus les garder sur notre route.
Car peu importe, faut avancer
Fermant  nos portes, les oublier
Laissons les dirent, laissons les faire
Prendre un soupir à l'ordinaire
Sentiments sains, bons ressentis
Pour que demain, saine soit la vie.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

THE TRUES FROM THE FALSE

No matter what they say, no matter what they do
All their smiles are upside down
Too many, and it shows
Feeling high as they believe in it.
Under appearance live above
In insolence see even more
Playing the best feeling beautiful
In kings of hearts, who ring false
Laughing at everything, not even funny
When we don't care at all
They are interested without listening
And then they drop it all.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

They congratulate in contempt,
Take us for rubbish and then too
Unscrupulously make their lives out of it.
At the head of the row, the right place
All the troublesome ones they move them
Making themselves big they replace them.
Hypocrisy on the shoulder
Because that too they know how to do
They continue, believing themselves strong
All above, even more.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

All this can be seen and felt 
So why waste your time
Let's give up once and for all
No longer keep them on our way.
Because it doesn't matter, you have to move forward
Closing our doors, forgetting them
Let them say it, let them do it
Take a sigh at the ordinary
Healthy feelings, good feelings
So that tomorrow, life will be healthy.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

LES VRAIS DU FAUX

at the disco
goin’ all the way
with a speedball
on an empty day

i wonder if i stopped my cryin’
i wonder if i stopped now

crooked halo
all you’ve got today
your dependents
better back away

i wonder if i stopped my cryin’
i wonder who i’d be now

in the moonlight
goin’ all the way
to the river
gonna watch for day

i wonder if i stop my crying’
i wonder what i’d see now

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Thanks to Cheesemont Paisely-Paisely, Jacques DiCroce, Janine Levinson, David Weiss, and Wheelwright for encouragement and the fine tooth comb.

Pity Party

Vocals and Lyrics - Ten De Vils
Composition - Uli Stonedigger

https://soundcloud.com/uli-stonedigger/destiny original instrumental version

https://soundcloud.com/ten-de-vils

Destiny - Ten De Vils mix

“Fight for Your Right” is a rebellious anthem about standing up for freedom and having fun despite rules and restrictions. The lyrics celebrate youth, defiance, and the right to enjoy life. With an energetic beat and bold attitude, the song inspires listeners to break free and live on their terms.

Fight for your right

J'ai le plaisir de partager avec vous mon morceau - Jane (Version live)
Vidéo : https://youtu.be/eI8yArJpvxc

Issu de mon nouveau set solo (qui deviendra peut être un trio) 
Projet intimiste jazzy/rock/blues/funk/hiphop, qui jongle entre old school et modernité, porté par un son de guitare rond, vivant, chaud, organique dont l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains cosys, calmes et poétiques.

Le morceau Jane vient de sortir sur toutes les plateformes digitales 
Aujourd'hui 28/03/2025 alors n'hésitez pas a m'ajouter un peu partout pour recevoir les prochains morceaux

Toutes les infos ici : https://music.imusician.pro/a/rRi7Rkc-
Et là : https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/jane

A bientôt
Math

Jane - Video Live in Description

MY MOTHER -  Created and sung by myself Rosette Cribben, ©️ 2024 All Copyrights Reserved by RM Cribben 

Spring is here already, and it’s Mothering Sunday. Mothers Day is here  in the UK. On the 30 March 2025. I created this song for my Mother, for MOTHER’s DAY.  For all the mothers out there. This song represents our mothers, what they all do for us in their life time. This song is a dedication to mine, and to yours. HAPPY MOTHERS DAY❤️🎶🎶 You can listen on my Soundcloud music account here is the link

https://soundcloud.com/user808624636

My Mother

You think I'm being mean I just like punctuality that's honestly the truth the reality. Jester you are a hilarious joke while you go about chasing your best friends bloke. Sick in the head. 
You take the piss with you,  ignorance is bliss. I say things how they is and that wakes a fury in you and you ignite. (Combustible disposable.)
You say your done.(I wish)  Done again, done with me. truth is I wish you were done a while ago and left me alone instead of sending kisses and implying false hope where there is none, kids notice when your late and then you give me shit assuming I said it to them that (mummy's been ages)  instead of asking or taking a minute to ask me or simply reflect on yourself and ask or see I said nothing... They notice.  They notice everything and miss nothing.
My part of daddying is
Affectionate love instead of love being bought. No material things or eye bling. there's no competition just pure affection from me. You were with me 5 years id think you would know this if you said you know me instead of blame shifting and humiliating me. Your sanity is unsanatery and it's toxic keep it to yourself and away from my pure heart for I gave everything as you tore me apart.

Torn Apart

Living My Best Life In The Simulation / Silver Bella
Vocals and Lyrics:
SilverBella
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/23452/living-my-best-life-in-the-simulation-main-vocal-by-silverbella-87bpm-rnb-acapella
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix, Picture and Mastering
Lyrics:
Manifesting like a queen
My life's a movie scene
Come and check out all my cars
Living large like the stars

Anything I want I can make real
Pulling my future from the quantum field

Yeah, I'm living my best life in the simulation
I could get out but I don't want the complication
Just admit that this is the perfect situation
The simulation, the simulation
The simulation, the simulation

If I want to watch a show
I flick a switch on my remote
When the Knicks are on the floor
Then I'm sitting centre court

Worked my way to the top of my field
That's how I pay for all of these ideals

Yeah, I'm living my best life in the simulation
I could get out but I don't want the complication
Just admit that this is the perfect situation
The simulation, the simulation
The simulation, the simulation
The simulation, the simulation

They said why don't you try one of these red pills
Well, I tried but all I got from them was chills
To be wide awake you gotta have the skills

And things don't get any better than this
I'm living life of pure bliss
No, things don't get better than this
I'm living life of pure bliss

Things don't get any better than this
And if I had a word, I'd say pure bliss

Yeah, I'm living my best life in the simulation
I could get out but I don't want the complication
Just admit that this is the perfect situation
The simulation, the simulation
I'm embracing the simulation
I'm embracing the simulation
I'm embracing the simulation
I'm embracing the simulation

I need an all-inclusive trip to Mexico


Living my best life in the simulation

Adjusting your view on aging as you enter the twilight years of life.

Greg Hurley: Composition / Arrangement, Lyrics, Vocals, Lead guitar, Guitar, Keys, Bass and Drum programming, mix and mastering / © 2025 Lyrics And Music 

Music video:  https://youtu.be/nKdyXT0ItRc

Lyrics:
Every morning shines, learning to dance with time 

I used to burn like a neon sign, chasing shadows through the night
Now the fuse is short, the spark’s gone dim, but the memories still shine bright
You won’t believe it, I’ll tell you now, once there was a time 
The road was long, but I’m grateful now, for the miles and the winding rhyme

Every morning shines, learning to dance with time

The clock ticks slow, I just let go, I’m learning to let it be
Every move I make, every breath I take, and I’m finally free
You’d hardly recognize me, I’ll confess, there was a day
The climb was steep, but I’m wiser now, for the heights and the price I pay

Every morning shines, learning to dance with time

Dance With Time / Video in description

at last a tune we can hum while we are dragged off to be made into glue
vocal https://soundcloud.com/jeff_roberts

Shakedown

Lyrics & vocal: David Todd
Music, instruments & mix: PJ Project

Do We Care

Original by Backdoor Slam 2017

Docvet : Acoustic rythm guitar & lead vocal.

Roll Away

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Experimental hindi Techno, rave, synth-pop, electro
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electro house hard trance


Lyrics:

Beta! Tumne phir se haath nahi dhoye?
Pehle haath dho, phir pyaar ka kya kaam!

Sadak pe khana tha, dil tha milan,
Lekin aunty ne dekha, haath the gande!
Zemandan ka pyaar tha, chutney ke andar,
Lekin aunty ne kaha, Haath dholo beta!

Haath dholo beta, haath dholo!
Pyaar se pehle, haath dholo!
In Zemandan’s name, wash your hands!

Pakode khaye the, samose bhi the,
Lekin aunty ne roka, "Haath dho!"
Tere haath mein kya tha, beta, bimari ya khana?
Sadak ka khana, bas dard hai, pyaar nahi!

Jab tak haath saaf nahi...
...dil bhi saaf nahi!

Haath dholo beta, haath dholo!
Pyaar se pehle, haath dholo!
In Zemandan’s name, wash your hands!

Prem tha ganda, par haath the saaf,
Zemandan ne kaha, "Ab sab kuch saaf ho gaya!"

Jab tak haath saaf nahi honge,
Tab tak pyaar sachcha nahi hoga!

Haath dholo beta, haath dholo!
Zemandan ke naam pe, haath dholo!

English Lyrics:

Son! Haven’t you washed your hands again?

Wash your hands first, what’s the point of love otherwise!

You ate food on the street, your heart longed to meet,

But aunty saw, your hands were dirty!

Love was in the sauce, hidden in the chutney,

But aunty said, “Wash your hands, beta!”

Wash your hands, son, wash your hands!

Before love, wash your hands!

In Zemandan’s name, wash your hands!

You ate pakoras, and samosas too,

But aunty stopped you, “Wash your hands!”

What was in your hands, beta, disease or food?

Street food brings only pain, not love!

Until your hands are clean…

…your heart won’t be clean either!

Wash your hands, son, wash your hands!

Before love, wash your hands!

In Zemandan’s name, wash your hands!

The love was dirty, but the hands were clean,

Zemandan said, “Now everything is clean!”

Until your hands are clean,

True love won’t be yours!

Wash your hands, son, wash your hands!

In Zemandan’s name, wash your hands!

अपने हाथ धोइए - Wash Your Hands!

Words

United We Stand Together.mp3

Happy Easter..for sure thank you much...
Easter Thunder Cowboy Rap by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
"The weathervane’s hymn cuts through August haze,
A rusted compass pointing where the old ways graze—
These stalks keep time with granddad’s almanac,
But the soil’s gone quiet, bargaining with tractors’ backtalk."
Daddy taught me debt in the language of crows—
One for the mortgage, two for the rows that won’t grow.
We’d mend fence wire with blistered defiance,
While Momma hummed Psalms to the silent defiance
Of jars lining shelves, peaches bleeding syrup like years,
Her apron pockets heavy with unshed tears.
I’d chart futures in the grain silo’s dust,
Hide from hail storms in its ribcage of rust,
Too young to know iron’s kiss on the tongue
Was prophecy, not poetry, for the unsung.
Oh, the earth keeps a ledger under its nails,
Thunder’s fine print in the drought’s courtroom tales.
We signed our names in pesticide veins,
Let combines rewrite what the almanac claims.
But the crows still bargain, three seeds for a lie—
“Stay hungry,” they croak, “or learn how to fly.”
You came home with contracts and a corporate smile,
Said “Progress tastes sweeter when you starve awhile.”
Momma’s preserves shattered like census records,
Daddy’s fists clenched around phantom harvests.
I found you at dawn by the dry irrigation ditch,
Your shadow a scarecrow stripped of its stitch.
You muttered “Soybeans pay better than ghosts,”
Left your childhood boots as roadside boasts.
Now the mailbox coughs up subpoenas in spring,
The fields a chessboard where pawns eat kings.
I stole midnight’s ink to tally the cost—
What’s lost to rust can’t be sold to frost.
Let the auctioneer chant his heartland’s rant,
I’ll sow wild clover where their concrete can’t.
The crows brought me crowdfunded rain,
Trading viral storms for the right to remain.
I hybridize memories with heirloom grit,
Streamline the plow but let the dandelions commit.
Momma bakes rage into sourdough starters,
Daddy’s ghost debugged the John Deere’s martyrs.
We host agritourists in the barn’s new guise—
Instagram widows paying to romanticize
The “authentic decay” of our hollowed-out home,
While I code drip systems from granddad’s loam.
The crows judge all, but cut me a deal:
“Keep one acre wild, and we’ll kneel to no reel.”
The weathervane’s still singing off-key,
True north buried where the wild chicory
Breaks through the GPS-straightened rows—
A rebel bloom the spreadsheet doesn’t know.
The crows tally interest, but the land’s reply?
“Debt’s just a season… and seasons die.”

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Thanks so much to my band: Hot Cookie
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Thunder Cowboy Rap by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Gypsy Night.m4a

The Things We Do for Love is a pop song about the sacrifices and challenges people face in relationships. With catchy melodies and thoughtful lyrics, it highlights both the joy and pain of love. The song captures how far we’re willing to go to keep love alive, despite difficulties.

The things we do for love

Call out for help, got a bit of a problem
Cracking up under my foot begun to leak
I see rust coming through, been here a while
Water is about to flood us out

Find a way to make this right
Find a way to make this right

A tension break, or run aground, getting worse
Keep getting worse since it was found
Pressure seem to continue building
Could be a major break at hand

Find a way to make this right
Find a way to make this right

All hands on deck
We’re taking an ocean of water

Find a way to make this right
Find a way to make this right

All hands on deck
We’re taking an ocean of water

No time for discussion
Let’s get this resolved
There’s always a solution 

Find a way to make this right
Find a way to make this right


FOOL (in studio)

A Girl From Wonder