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Under Pressure
In this world of expectations where success is a decree
All the pressure from everywhere can easily break you and me
Schooling us with numbers and facts, who care is’s breaking our backs
All the promises I must keep still hunt me in my sleep
In this circle of demands the pressure still expands

Education should be the key, but if the pressure breaks me?
What if I cannot break free?

You think when I smile I’m shinning so bright, but deep within there is a fear I can’t fight
All the pressure closing on me, expectations, how to be free?
How can I handle the wight before it is too late?
The obligations are so strong, where do I belong?

Success is what we strive for, but I wonder if there’s more
Expectations are everywhere,  all the pressure I have to bear

Under Pressure

Hollywood celebrities are trapped by Satan
Hollywood celebrities are trapped by Satan! 

Hollywood celebrities are lured to an award show and are trapped inside by Satan! 
		
Like moths and flying insects, glowing light they are drawn towards 
Hollywood celebrities cannot resist awards
And Satan was aware of this, of course, and sought to trap them 
Lure them to some swanky venue where he could kidnap them!  

Why, you might ask why would Satan kidnap these celebrities 
The women are so beautiful, the men so very handsome
Satan knew that the general public worshipped them like deities 
And with their very souls their fans will gladly pay the ransom!  

Hollywood celebrities are trapped by Satan
Hollywood celebrities are trapped by Satan! 

Hollywood celebrities are lured to an award show 
and now Satan holds them hostage 
and their fans must pledge their souls to set them free.

Folks:  Call the 1800 number flashing on your television 
And make your pledge to Satan, that’s spelled “S-A-T-A-N” 
If you choose to make this rather wise and well-informed decision 
Hollywood celebrities will walk the streets again. 

Our target for the first five minutes is one million souls 
And If we hit our target we will let them all go free! 
But If you disappoint us and we don’t achieve our goals 
These Hollywood celebrities will die on live TV!  

Satan:  Let’s bring Tom Hanks up here!  Tommy!  Come up on stage! 
There’s Meryl Streep!   C’mon Meryl! Get up here! 
Jimmy Kimmel!  You old son of a gun!  Get up here!  

Is the guillotine ready?  Bring it out!   

Time to check the tote board!   Timpani!   

Only 50 souls!?  I warned you what would happen! 

<guillotine sound>. 
<crowd gasp>. 

Hollywood celebrities are trapped by Satan
Hollywood celebrities are trapped by Satan! 

Hollywood celebrities were lured to an award show 
they were trapped inside by Satan  
And Tom Hanks 
and Meryl Streep 
and Jimmy Kimmel 
were summarily beheaded

Hollywood Celebrities Are Trapped By Satan!

Traveling

Shooting my shot on the Aoki Challenge for this track!  A blend of dark and light with varying synth tones scattered throughout.

Sable

Merry-Go Going, Going, Gone

I thought I'd create a dark themed Christmas track.
Various plugins were used to create this track from The Crow Hill Company, Spitfire Audio and Toontrack.

Image was generated by AI. 

A Christmas Ghost Story

Wild Walking (Collab with Mistermark)

Soulful Angel

Somewhere cross the world
People free and brave
Anything they want they take
It's a land of plenty
Enough for everyone
Except for those with none

Don't worry darling 
Little one dry your tears
It's somewhere far from here

Got tiny little hearts
To hear the way they live
So little love left to give
And if they got no house
They live on the street
Or maybe in a car's backseat

But don't worry darling
Little one dry your tears
It's somewhere far from here

Late at night they sing their songs
With all the grace of Babylon

My beautiful child
May you never see
What's become of their dream
Soon the day will be dawning
We'll wake and rise my darling
While somewhere night has fallen 
Somewhere far from here

But don't worry darling
Little one dry your tears
It's somewhere far from here

Somewhere Far From Here

Original by Tom Petty And The Heartbreaker year 1989

Runnin' down a dream

You miss those days when you were young, carefree and single
And if you wanted to meet people
you could just go to a bar, drink beer and mingle.
Now you’re constantly busy trying to tie up all the loose ends.  
You have so many domestic chores to do on your weekends. 

Somewhere along the way it became hard make new friends
That’s not the way it used to be. 
The world’s a crowded place, full of so many people.
But sometimes you feel like the only fish in the sea.

People without kids who have dogs, they think it’s the same thing
You can leave you dog home alone
 but you can’t do that with your offspring
You miss those days when you could tear up your plans and act spontaneously
Now you have to juggle so many things simultaneously

You used to strut around like a free-range rooster 
Now you’re laying eggs in a cramped cage
Your life’s an unwritten book 
But every day you’re stuck on the same page 

You pick up a half empty glass of milk and you try to tell yourself it’s half full
You catch a glimpse of your pear-shaped dad bod in the mirror and you tell yourself you’re still cool

They say there’s an epidemic of loneliness. 
You think about all those old friends that you really miss.
It used to be that you could just pick up your phone and call somebody out of the blue
But times have changed and now that’s not something that people do.
When you stood in line at a public place you could initiate a conversation
But now people have their faces buried in their phones for the entire duration

Somewhere along the way it became hard make new friends
That’s not the way it used to be. 
The world’s a crowded place, full of so many people.
But sometimes you feel like the only fish in the sea.
The world’s a crowded place, full of so many people.
But sometimes you feel like the only fish in the sea.

Hard To Make New Friends

Jamming with noise and orquestra sounds with random synth beats in a static ambient.

Mixing with other takes in post production.

R&N (18.1+14.1)

Story time. February seems to bring out my dark side.  Here we have a very bad man about to have his sentence fulfilled. In it, he will receive his final "song". The same "song" that his victims received. 

Lyrics;
Piper
I pay the Devil's dues
This Piper's lost the tune
Like the many souls who sang my song
I leave this world too soon

I'm not seeking mercy
Not asking to be saved
I'm not looking for forgiveness
For deeds deemed depraved

The doctor stands beside me
His hand rests on my head
Strapped in, I can not move
As I lay upon the bed

The singers sang the Piper's song
And I set those voices free
I was writing songs days one and two
And I played them on day three

Now bring your music doctor
I look forward to your tune
Inject me with a melody
'til my beating heart's consumed
Not quite a requiem
But I accept this honorarium
For the music that I gave them
The music moving through me
From my shoulders to my hands
I feel the final chorus
Banishing the damned

Darkness overcomes me
I receive the Devil's kiss
No sight or sound or focus
As I sink through the abyss

I pay the Devil's dues
This Piper's lost his song
Yet beating in the darkest hearts
The Piper's music carries on

The Piper

Over And Over

My own style of VGM. I remixed the music I released in the past. Thank you for listening!

Fighting Spirit

freedom of love by nardine sanderson.wav

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
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