"Rico Gillette" [09.30.24] (Jack Miller)
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Rico Gillette [09.30.24]

A song about the unasked questions, and about the fact that we often have no answers to them...

"The Question" written by KL
Vocals, Synthesizer and Drums by KL
E-Guitar by MJW

The Question

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Stay Under” (studio version) showcases the song’s most determined side: gritty guitars, energetic production, and Sophie’s intense voice moving through melancholy and strength. It’s a key chapter of Eileen Noise, where grunge embraces deep emotion.

Produced by EileenNoise
Singer Sophie


[Verse]
She struts like a queen on a broken throne
Shadows trail her but she walks alone
Her laughter cuts like a jagged knife
Living chaos is her way of life

[Chorus]
Stay under my feet
Your crown's incomplete
Stay under my feet
You're no throne elite

[Verse 2]
She spits out venom in every word
A firestorm that's never deferred
Her smirk burns hotter than the sun
But her battles are never really won

[Chorus]
Stay under my feet
Your crown's incomplete
Stay under my feet
You're no throne elite

[Bridge]
She thinks she’s lightning but she's just a spark
Roaming blindly in the endless dark
She howls rebellion but it's just a scream
Lost in the void of her twisted dream

[Chorus]
Stay under my feet
Your crown's incomplete
Stay under my feet
You're no throne elite

Stay Under

This track is my very personal take at the Koan "Hear the Clap of your Hand". My lyrics version (https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-clap-of-one-hand-pp) might make things clearer. (yes, this is my sneaky strategy to guide you from one song to another :-))

Compositionwise, the track is roughly split into two equal parts. The first part introduces its cinematic theme in the very beginning, taking it thereafter up several times with slightly different accentuations and rhythms which gives it a fresh feel with different highlighted nuances in each repetition. Several interludes contribute to the cinematic feeling. 

The second part, starting @1.53 starts by a more Jazzy version of the main theme. However, from 2.20 onwards, it is very restricted in its harmonies - only two harmonies are used from thereon until the end, C major and C# major. The tension arises purely from the rhythmic changes (such as the shift from 4/4 to 3/4 @3.17 and back), climaxing at the end.

The Clap of One Hand (Piano Miniature)

ALL YOU NEED

This is the lyrics version of my piano piece (https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-clap-of-one-hand). (Roughly) same melody, but now with lyrics. 
If the melody left you puzzled about the title, maybe the lyrics will connect the dots. Hope you enjoy it — drop me a comment, I’m curious what you think!

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The Clap of One Hand - Lyrics
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The high priest looked the monk straight into the eyes 
“You search for wisdom, want to see through disguise 
Then hear the clap of only one hand, 
Imagine tasting the kiss of only one lip!”

The monk was puzzled, did not know what to make of this question 
His mind was racing without the slightest suggestion 
The meaning was hiding so deep 
He could as well go to sleep

And as he lay down he thought and he thought some more, 
And soon he’d snore a Monkish snore 
Deep in his dream he saw the cosmic law 
As it is and will be and has been before

To find the truth you need to see the world through different frames,
As place and motion, time and energy play Heisenberg’s games
The one single truth, the clap of one hand deceives the ancient lore

And then his dream shifted to our world
Where flags of dogma are unfurled
Where it’s en vogue to scorn the views of those 
Whose minds are differently curled

They yell their slogans convinced that it's only their kind who knows truth
They silence doubt and debate to keep everything smooth
They vote in blocs convinced others mean harm
They don't want to discuss they don’t want to disarm
They spit poison and phlegm - 
Them is us, us is them

The monk awakened quite surprisingly rested – and something like pride filled his chest 
The dream had opened his eyes and he knew the deep meaning that the koan expressed 
And so as fast as his feet could carry him he ran to the temple ground Requesting to see the high priest and as soon as he met him he told him the solution he found:

“Avoid the clap of one hand 
'Cause you can not understand 
The world in all its true colors if your mind cannot bend 

Every Current or Tide 
Must with others collide, 
A single stream is quite boring, nothing happens inside.

Seek out the voices that are not like your own – 
Don’t guard your comfort like a dog protects its chewed upon bone 
Be cautious if all of your friends do agree – 
You might discover greeater insights without cheap harmony

A field of only one crop may spark in sunlight like gold, 
But slight disease might turn these fragile monoculture to mold 
No coral alone can just survive with it’s kind – 
Reefs only thrive when hundredthousand curious creatures entwine

Don’t flatten the ground so that your pace can be faster –
'Cause if you don’t train your balance each false step means disaster 
All life, all vision needs to ripple and bend – 
Not frozen in uniformity but free to transcend”

The monk fell silent, his speech was complete - 
He wanted praisal, but the priest kept his seat. 
An awkard silence filled slowly the air, 
The priest just sat there with a calm, timeless stare

“I like your thinking—it rings wise, it rings bold, 
It has reason, it's crafted, it's gold. 
But, dear monk, there might be one subtle twist: 
There is one aspect that you seem to have missed.

You see the truth where opinions compete, 
That wholeness only grows where none is complete. 
But if no single view should stand out alone 
Then even your own view must be overthrown

You praise duality, the joining of two - 
But what if your view in itself is not true? 
What if the world isn't built as you claim? 
What if we’ll never know the rules of the game?"

Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
… Reflect on the clap of one hand

The Clap of One Hand (Piano Poetry)

Sick Twist ( Feat Raid Hills )

Sternenfahrt is the second concept album by German electronic artist Sturmfrau – a sonic odyssey through space, time, and memory. Rooted in coldwave, early 80s Berlin synth sounds, and dreamy post-punk textures, the album tells the story of a young woman who leaves Berlin to follow alien visitors across the stars.

Each track marks a moment of her transformation – from longing and isolation on Earth to transcendence among celestial beings. With vintage synths, poetic German vocals, and surreal cosmic moods, Sternenfahrt is both intimate and vast.

This is music for those who dream beyond the orbit.

Berlin, 3_33 Uhr

You Got It Girl is a red velvet spotlight moment.
Confident. Feminine. Unstoppable.
This demo track blends soulful rnb energy with a cabaret stage presence and a slow burning groove that steps into the room before you do.

Performed by Andromeda Galaxy under Isle of Myth, it is the sound of a woman in full command of her light.
The shimmer. The walk. The look.
This is the soundtrack for knowing your worth and owning every step.

You Got It

In collaboration with Francess Harris. She played the piano composition and I did the composition of the orchestral arrangement. Thank you for listening and enjoy. Any comment is appreciated always.

The Calling (feat. Fr. Harris)

What's this man doing, all dressed in black like ol' Johnny Cash?

What's This Man Doing?

I write lyrics in a wide range of genres. Work with 2 musicians (so far) and suno.com to make songs. Make videos for the songs on my youtube channel. Poet, lyricist, piano hack. Youtube is langstonify. Professor of African American Studies and Creative Writing.

What's This Man Doing?

Hans Ostrom