Really great sounding track with excellent guitar

Read the title and came here to hear how you do techno music... you don't. I like 😁 great track dude 👌

Being aliens, the title immediately drew us in here!! Yes, earthling, we really like your music and we got it loud and clear!! Praise, praise to the hypno-guitar!!🤟❤️‍🔥🎸

You seem to be getting a Lesley West tone. That authority vibe. Boss of the moment.

Electromagnetic Techno signatures w/Sloppy Joe #Playlist

This song is like a tear that felt from my eye, a heavy drift through what we are living in…

The Dispute


Icy blue the colour of her eyes
Hard to make her even realize
She’s the one who makes me happy, so happy
The type of girl that doesn’t know she’s pretty, so pretty


And when she sends for me, I will run to her
Giver her all the loving that she needs
When she asks for me, I’ll appear to her
Her greatest wish is my command

Genie, I’m your genie
Release me, come on baby


The lamp I’m in throws no shade her way
Cause I bring all the lightness to her darkest hours
Rub me right, I’ll make it go away
Master over me and all my powers


And when she sends for me, I will run to her
Giver her all the loving that she needs
When she asks for me, I’ll appear to her
Her greatest wish is my command

Genie, I’m your genie
Release me, come on baby

Music & Production by Noobly
Lyrics & Vocals by Todd J McLean
Cover art entitled, "Middle Path' (mixed media) by Todd J McLean

Genie

Metal Music Box

And now for something completely different...I had a lot of fun working on this track with the very talented JIM WEBCAMPRO https://soundcloud.com/jim-webcampro?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Please note, ai may have been used for some elements of the music track.

With A Doctor's Note

Those kind men from across the sea
Really care about your family
Sent their bombs to you and me
To blow our town to smithereens

Tech bros to billionaires
Convincing us that they really care
While we’re all living on a partial share
No worries, they’ve got cash to spare

Bomb Baker
Life Taker
Hate Raker
Resort Maker
x2

Hide behind those values you tote
Make the world eat your smoke
Breaching all those laws you wrote
You’re excused, with a Doctor’s note

That nice king from over there
Let’s us know that life ain’t fair
Never to rise above our station
‘Cause we weren’t born in favoured nation

Another bully says might ain’t right
While devising new ways to smite
Media sayin’ all the wrong things
The feckless queue to kiss the ring
Media sayin’ all the wrong things
If there’s a God, he’s got justice to bring

Bomb Baker
Life Taker
Hate Raker
Resort Maker
x2

Hide behind those values you tote
Make the world eat your smoke
Breaching all those laws you wrote
You’re excused, with a Doctor’s note

Music & Production: Jim Webcampro https://soundcloud.com/jim-webcampro?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Lyrics and Vocals:  Todd J McLean
Cover Art: Doctor Pepper (Mixed Media)

With A Doctor's Note

You just stand there (Piano Version) is the reduced, intimate version of my epic track DestKorn – You just stand there, released on Saturday, November 1, 2025.
In fact, the piano version came first, and from it the vocal version evolved - Link: https://soundcloud.com/destkorn/you-just-stand-there
No orchestra, no vocals – just one piano.

Performed on the legendary NOIRE piano (Native Instruments, VST), a custom grand recorded in Hall 3 at Funkhaus Berlin. The sound moves between “Pure” (clear, present) and “Felt” (soft, muted, almost like a whisper), so every note sits right in front of you.

The mood is vulnerable, reflective, but not without hope. The piano quietly says: “You just stand there,” and the melody drifts through sadness, closeness, fragility, and small traces of light. A lot of space, a lot of air, no distraction.

Musical style: minimalist solo piano with a cinematic feel. No beats, no layering – just keys, played slowly on purpose so every tone can breathe.

What is this track for?
For late hours. For thinking. For that moment where you don’t want words, only feeling.

🎧 Piano: NOIRE (Pure / Felt)
🎹 Tempo: 60 BPM
🎵 Genre: Cinematic / Emotional Piano

Deutsch / German
You just stand there (Piano Version) ist die reduzierte, intime Ausgabe meines  Tracks – You just stand there vom Samstag, 1. November 2025.
Eigentlich ist die Piano-Version zuerst entstanden / daraus entwickelte sich dann die Version mit Gesang - Link: https://soundcloud.com/destkorn/you-just-stand-there
Kein Orchester, kein Gesang – nur ein einzelnes Klavier.

Gespielt auf dem legendären NOIRE Piano (Native Instruments), einem speziell präparierten Konzertflügel aus Saal 3 des Berliner Funkhauses. Dieser Klang wechselt zwischen „Pure“ (klar, präsent) und „Felt“ (weich, gedämpft, fast flüsternd) und bringt jede Nuance direkt an die Oberfläche.

Die Stimmung ist verletzlich, nachdenklich, aber nicht hoffnungslos. Das Piano spricht leise: „Du stehst einfach da“ – und trotzdem wandert die Melodie durch Traurigkeit, Nähe, Zerbrechlichkeit und kleine Lichtpunkte. Viel Raum, viel Luft, keine Ablenkung.

Musikalischer Stil: minimalistisches Solo-Piano mit filmischem Charakter. Keine Beats, keine Layer, nur Tasten – bewusst langsam gespielt, damit jede Note wirken kann.

Wofür ist der Track gedacht?
Für ruhige Momente. Nachts allein. Zum Durchatmen. Für Szenen im Kopf, die eigentlich kein Wort vertragen. Genau dafür existiert diese Version.

💿 Credits
Music, lyrics, arrangement, mix & master: DestKorn (Matthias K.)
Vocal rendering: 
Artwork: DestKorn
℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn
All rights reserved. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution is prohibited.
SenneRecord2025

you just stand there (Piano Version)

Rob: Vocal, Bass, drums, lyrics and mix

Lyrics 

I’ve got wind in my hair
Smile on my face
Needle point to ninety five
No one anywhere around

Back pinned to my seat 
She’s revving high
Pulling away clean and green
Front end up high

This jalopy has only one speed
It’s full throttle ahead
From stoplight to stoplight

Who want to take a ride
Take your life
Put it in my hands
Take a thrill ride

Check the oil, check the tires
Every night
Put a fresh shine on the paint job
Man, she looks so tight

I’ve got no reason to stop
No one gonna stop me
Needle up to hundred five
Red and blue lights all around

Hands pinned to my back
Feet spread wide
Got a fresh shiner on my eye
I know better

Take A Thrill Ride

cruelty of fate, irony of time 
if he hadn't missed his bus
he might have missed the crime

they found him in his underwear and one black sock 
the coroner said the time of death was two o'clock
 his neck was bent and showed the signs
of multiple contusions 
his face was bruised and staring eyes
showed signs of his confusion
 oh can this really be, happening to me 
cruelty of fate, the irony of time

cruelties of fate, irony of time 
if he hadn't missed his bus
he might have missed the crime 
one inch to the left or right or just one minute late 
and he'd have walked off down the street
and missed his first blind date 
or maybe you and he could never really see 
the cruelty of fate, the irony of time

victims never know their fate
they really don't suspect it 
but when they do it's much too late 
to know is to expect it 
what's that sound, do i hear someone 
laughing quite insanely 
no one gets out of here alive
your fate can be seen plainly
oh cruelty of fate, the irony of time .
....... 
written & produced by kid otari 
drums by greek god Yannis Alfiers 
keyboards by guillaume, guitars by naldo
 vocals by blind lemon pledge and lizzy
cover photo: Gun by William Klein 1955 NYC

......

Cruelty ozn-5shrtn

Cruelty of Fate

Walking under the shades

an old title remix...
a song would be possible if someone feels inspired ;-)

Id One Instrumental mix111125

A better World

First track of a forthcoming album called "Sweet songs for Winter", full of sassy, naughty and hot tracks for the cold days.
Lyrics:
I sprawl across the sheets, half-dreaming,  
Comfy socks on, the fan’s soft humming.  
Old t-shirt pulled-up, a beat in my veins,  
My fingers trace where heat remains.  

The gold through half-drawn blinds,  
a lazy dance of lust and time.  
My breath is slow, my thoughts adrift,  
a sigh escapes—A pleasure’s gift.  

(Chorus)
I love this lazy afternoon gooning
On my old T-shirt your smell lingers
Girl, thinking of you, I can’t stop edging,
I love the caress of my slick fingers

The mattress dips where shadows play,  
My body sweaty, my attention astray.  
I stretch long, a cat’s slow grace,  
While my fingers follow the trace.  

The air is thick with summer’s weight,  
My scented skin alive, my moves innate.  
I linger gently where the desire grows,  
a dampness that the pleasure follows.  

(Chorus)
I love this lazy afternoon gooning
On my old T-shirt your smell lingers
Girl, thinking of you, I can’t stop edging,
I love the caress of my slick fingers


No rush, no want, just warmth and light,  
Afternoon dissolves,  orgasm takes flight.
My socks still on, my thoughts askew,  
I drift where pleasure hums its tune.  

And when the dusk begins to creep,  
I stir but doesn’t leave the heat.  
The bed still holds me, loose and sweet,  
a gooning day—my bliss complete.

Lazy afternoon

Mac; music , lyrics , vocals
Scotty; lyrics , vocals , bv’s
Shane; lyrics , vocals , bv’s

Tonight the tone of our lives came together 
the audience looked on as we began to fall into place 
never before have things felt like this 
knew it’s something we’d miss once the house lights hit the atmospheric air 
here and now I won’t let go nobody knows how it goes after the show

The show's been over for me
since I've failed to believe in myself.
Although it flows, extraordinary,
and wails when I receive the wealth
of gifts given to me naturally.
Yet why am I still the man that I see
in the mirror.
It's no clearer when I release
all these demons from deep within me.
Fucking shit that I cannot speak 
in my real life.
All the real strife that buries a man.
Lost in his mind.

These days I find the only show I’ve got is off
The only afterglow I know is shone below by botty docs
It’s all bullshit and lollipops 
So I’ll go full tilt until it stops
Cos we only get one lifetime boys to define our noise 
And its the right time boys to rewrite our voice 
It’s the night time boys better like our choice
It’s a shite time boys let your mind rejoice

At all the daft revolting facts 
That we can laugh like wankers at
So maybe that’s enough of that
Oooh

Showbysmal

Words and music written by Bartley Charles Mastin
Performance and production by Bartley Charles Mastin - All instruments and vocals.
Copyright 2025 All Rights Reserved

Tuning: Standard
Instruments: Acoustic guitar, Slide Guitar(Open D), Bass guitar, Harmonica, Round shakers, Cabasa, Tambourine, Metal drum, Conga drum, Drum set.

Lyrics:
You don’t wanna go
To Memphis
Too many thieves
Too many fences

Anything you wanna do
As long as I’m with you
Let’s talk it out 
Let’s work it out

Don’t wanna ride
You prefer walkin’
Say you can’t sleep
You feel like talking

Anything you wanna do
As long as I’m with you
Let’s talk it out 
Let’s work it out

Leave them behind
Best left forgotten
Baby blue sky
Clouds look like cotton

Anything you wanna do
As long as I’m with you
Let’s talk it out 
Let’s work it out
Let’s dream about

Anything

All hopped up on caffeine and tired at the same time

Not The Flight of the Bumblebee

Electromagnetic Techno signatures

Mr Flexxright Entertainment 🧡💛💚 #dmv

Smirk On My Face released August 22, 2025 please support Rob Olsson and myself by listening to it a million times each!!

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