Very nice and powerful track, the vocals are great and intense

yooo... WHAT? Is that you Vick? o.O this is so clean

Young Winta - No New Friends #2026 #CashMoneyRecords #MHG #RichGang

Dear World
I don't sing to flatter you
nor to condemn
but to remind us both
that silence can be lethal

I walked your streets when they were emptied
doors shut tight
windows glowing
Your breath was helped by machines
your deaths became just numbers on a screen
And still
children chalked suns onto the pavement

Dear World
your veins are borders scratched in haste
lines that wound instead of guide
Some guard them with iron
others step across unarmed
carrying memories of those too fragile to survive

Truth fell in shards on the ground
Each fragment claimed to be the whole
I bent to gather them
and the cuts became my map

Dear World
your voices multiply into static
Machines shout louder than poets
each chamber tuned to a different lie
And yet
a neighbor hums at dusk
a violin spills from an open window
the first bird sings a song at dawn

Dear World
you fracture
you bind
You burn
you heal
The sun is rising
Yes, the sun is rising
with or without us

I have seen your cruelty
I have seen your grace
I will not choose between them
for both belong to you

Dear World
I sing again
not to finish
not to forgive
but to remain awake
while the light returns

Dear World

They say time heals all things
I say it mostly trips over its own feet

Met you again where the decades blur
You said, "Still late?" - I said, "Yes, sir!"
Your cufflinks winked like they knew my crime
We've both gone crooked but kept in rhyme

The jukebox wheezed out our favorite scene
All scratched-up vinyl and nicotine sheen
You took my hand like a borrowed line
And said, "One more round with Father Time?"

We're slow dancing with Time, he's drunk and polite
Keeps stepping too close, then fading from sight
The clock's out of tune, the seconds won't stay
But somehow your rhythm still knows my sway

Your tie's out of fashion, your grin's still gold
My shoes are wiser, my jokes got old
But listen - the silence still hums our name
A syncopation no hour can tame

You said, "We were wild", I said, "Define"
You laughed like a line that refused to align
If grace is a beat, then we missed it twice
But oh, what a beautiful mess imprecise

We're slow dancing with Time, in half-lit disguise
Trading our minutes for borrowed replies
No countdowns, no chimes, no grand design
Just one more spin in that crooked line

Tick, tick - he's a jealous bandmate
Turns every encore to a clean slate
But let the fool rewind the reel
We'll keep the outtakes he tried to steal

Maybe Time's just a tired MC
Spinning his stories, forgetting the key
We fill in the groove he drops too soon
And rhyme off-beat beneath a lazy moon

No vows, no clocks, no metaphors thin
Just rhythm - and maybe a little gin
He counts the measures, we count the lies
And still find truth where the silence sighs

We're slow dancing with Time, and stealing the lead
Twisting his tempo till hours concede
The band fades to black, the metronome's mine
Still holding your gaze - still slow dancing with Time

Careful now, don't rush the rhyme...
We're only as young as the next bad line

Slow Dancing with Time

Composer&lyricist, synths, melodica, vocals: Antoine G

This is a simple folk song, with a simple theme: an old woman waiting on the shore for her man - who will never come back

Lyrics:
In our home, I waited while you roamed the seas, 
Watched my hair turn silver as time moved like a breeze. 
Three times you returned, and four times you left, 
These sweet and bitter memories I cannot forget.

I stood by the shore and stared at the waves, 
Knowing each of them was a sailor's grave. 
And aching every time I saw a returning sail, 
Knowing that none of them belonged to my man.

And the years have passed and all beauty has passed, 
And I don’t have the courage for any other man
I’m just that crone on the shore that people pass  by, 
And  I’ve grown too wise for any other man.
(Interlude)

And the years have passed and all beauty has passed, 
And I could never love any other man
I’m just the crone on the shore and people pass me by
And in my heart, you’re still, still the only man.

And one day a wave will break at my feet
Carry me to the ocean, and there we will meet
Amongst the currents and the seaweed I will find my crown
I will be your queen again, in my love you will drown

Cover art: Jozef Israëls (1824–1911)  Fisherman's Wife at the Window

The Ballad of the Crone

Паскуда

Homemade record without edit. - ( WAV48/24 STEREO HIFI )

Composer : I. M. Regazzo (2023)
Interpreter : I. M. Regazzo

Chitarra  : Heidi Pulfer 2016.

Si consiglia l'utilizzo di cuffie o una buona amplificazione.
Per un ascolto ottimale si raccomanda l'utilizzo del pc e una buona amplificazione stereo.
Per un migliore ascolto dal cellulare su Soundcloud si consiglia di scaricare l'app.

The use of headphones or good amplification is recommended.
For optimal listening, the use of a pc and a stereo amplification is recommended.
For better listening from your mobile phone on Soundcloud we recommend downloading the app.

Preludio antico I. M. Regazzo - I. M. Regazzo (2025) HD

This song is about standing your ground when you feel change coming, even when everyone else tells you to hide. It’s that moment when the air shifts, the warning signs are everywhere, and instead of backing down, you step forward. I’m singing about trusting my instincts, running toward the storm instead of away from it, and finding strength in the chaos. It’s defiant, fearless, and empowering — a reminder that sometimes the thing that scares everyone else is exactly what sets you free.


LYRICS: 

[Verse 1]
Dust devils dance in the sun
The wind it howls a mournful cry
A warning of what's to come
Across the wide and empty sky 

[Prechorus]
I feel it now this change in the air
This storm's got teeth and I don't care 

[Chorus]
I'm a storm front runner
Yeah I'm a storm front runner
Let the thunder roll
Let it take control 
Let it take control
Let it take control

[Verse 2]
They say girl you best get inside
Find shelter before the sky falls down
They don't know this ain't no ride
This ain't no fear to be found 

[Prechorus]
I feel it now this change in the air
This storm's got teeth and I don't care 

[Chorus]
I'm a storm front runner
Yeah I'm a storm front runner
Let the thunder roll
Let it take control
Let it take control
Let it take control

Storm Front Runner

rockin off

It's New Year's Eve and hope is sometimes hard to find. The world is getting warmer and colder at the same time. We all don't know what 2026 will bring but I believe the most important thing is to keep our hearts warm and be there for one another. We all share this one planet and if I have children of my own one day, I'll want them to grow up in a less hostile world.

I've re-recorded this old little song of mine (itself based on an old poem) to share a bittersweet message about what gets us all through - Love. 

Happy New Year to all of you! May your wishes come true ❤️

❤️

Sweet Midnight

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💀🤘Dark Motivational Rock beat with Heavy Metal vibe all three Female vocals 🤘🥀🔥

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*IMPORTANT (CLARIFICATION) PLEASE READ*
I want to take a moment to clarify something important about the GoFundMe I shared for my dear friend @DJShAnkAri in France, so there’s no confusion.
The home at risk is the house she currently lives in — the only stable home for her, her two sons, and her cats.
The unfinished house in Brittany that you may have seen in photos is not the home she is trying to save. Those images are part of the evidence connected to a devastating construction fraud and an ongoing legal case.
What happened was not a simple “bank error.”
My friend was the victim of a construction scam involving a contractor and a banker who acted improperly, allowing funds to be released in ways that never should have happened. Because of this, she is now being forced to assume a construction loan she should never have been responsible for — and she no longer can.
As a result, the bank could seize the home she currently lives in to recover losses caused by fraud she did not commit.
She has finally found a lawyer who can fight this and expose what really happened, but the legal fees must be raised quickly. This is truly her last chance to defend herself and keep her family housed.
If you’re able to help — even a small amount — it genuinely means the world. And if you can’t donate, sharing this with clarity and care helps more than you know. 💜🙏
Thank you for taking the time to read and for standing with us. 🫶🫂

GoFundMe:
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-save-shankaris-homeone-last-chance-for-justice

Songwriting has been a lifelong passion for me, dating back to elementary school when I first began crafting stories, poems, and eventually lyrics. As a former drummer in various bands, I always relied on others to bring my words to life musically. However, after a long hiatus from drumming, I decided to take the leap and learn to compose music to accompany my lyrics. Through classes and dedication, I've embarked on a new journey, breathing fresh life into old lyrics and penning new ones. You'll find a mix of older and newer works here. Especially for some of the lyrics. 

Music has been a part of me for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories is being completely entranced by 'The Little Drummer Boy' as a very young child. There was something about the rhythm and the melody that just captivated me. I must have played it a thousand times, wearing the record out, and from that moment on, I was hooked. I knew I wanted to be a drummer and to create that magic for others. 

But I was too young then, and of course, I couldn't afford a drum set just yet. So, I turned to writing as a way to express myself. As I mentioned above, I started with stories, then poems, and eventually, lyrics. I found that writing was not only a way to tap into my creativity, but also a way to process my emotions and experiences. 

As I grew older, my love for music only deepened. I realized that music has this incredible power to transport us to different times and places, to evoke emotions and memories that we thought were long forgotten. It's a universal language that can bring people together like nothing else can. 

For me, writing lyrics is a cathartic experience. It's a way for me to tap into my emotions, to process the world around me, and to create something that I hope will resonate with others. And when I hear my words come to life in a song, it's truly magical. It's a feeling that never gets old, and it's what keeps me coming back to music time and time again. 

I love many genres of music and artists of many genres. And if you listen to some of my songs, you will find that I like to make songs of different genres as well as mix different genres into each song. One of my all-time favorite bands is Evanescence, and I have made a lot of songs where I have tried my best to emulate that sound. 

I hope you enjoy some of my songs. And thanks so much to everyone who has been listening so far. I truly appreciate it. 🙏🫶❤️




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