WHAT'S THE POINT

This song is about the sensation of having your song played in the radio... And it feels like nirvana to me. I dedicate this song to all musicians !

Vocals and instrumentation: Marcio Hendrik
Mixed by Marcio Hendrik
Mastered by Johnny Mopho @Mophostudio (IG)

(Un)Real Nirvana

Without You (Feat. Sergi Yaro)

Going back one hundred years blues has been inspired by the ABB verse and hard twelve hook/chorus. It was time to update the sound with an upbeat version titled: That's How I Roll. Enjoy.

That's How I Roll

Another faller, there's some thinning on the lines. 
I suppose this is to be expected over time.
A distant figure stumbles you don't see their face. 
Just glad that you are still competing in the race.

Another day, another dollar, feeling fine.
But then you hear the shots ring out from down the line.
Another winner creates someone else to lose. 
There's lots of people left with lots of things to prove.

You came to me, show me your poetry.
But I just didn't have the time.
How could I know?
One of the first to go.
And those that's left must hold the line.

Another day, another dollar, you're not fine.
You barely notice shells before they hit the line.
Another winner creates people who must lose.
You were enough. 
You had nothing left to prove.

Always sad when old souls fall out of the line.

Hold The Line

Counting days of static gain, where all is lost, but stays the same
And I can't help you with my name.
All the points in between, fill with hope and gasoline.
Let's burn it down with alcohol and nicotine.

We were young and full of hope, but that was long ago I'm on my way.
Fortunes change and so have I, it's getting worse.....why should I try.

Capsize the battleship of lost ambition
The current side of alibies we left behind.
And the thought of gravity, the silence of obscurity,
It's weighing in on everything, and who and when to be.

We were young and full of hope, but that was long ago I'm on my way.
Fortunes change and so have I, it's getting worse.....why should I try.
Loosing ground and piece of mind. A dead end road I might just leave behind.

I might just leave it all behind
Praise the better days that pass us by.

Hope and Gasoline

Nothing

India (world mix)

A mixture of songs about various things that happened, and happen, in an office. Based (loosely) on real world happenings from the last 20 years.

Scavenger Hunt

Yesterday's team

THE END

Song writer, Production, Dog owner....Mixing and mastering upon request.

Hope and Gasoline

Reedy