Calling All Human Beings

Here and now—VOXX ROCKS

There's a sweet mystery that's far from me
Down in Antrim, County Antrim 

I couldn't tell if she's lost her way
Down in Antrim, County Antrim 

She stole my heart away
She left but she'll be back one day

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I can see into the distance
My life is off the ground
The path of least resistance
The path that takes me down 

And you are on the horizon
Please don't make me frown
I want to spend my life with you 

We can see many hurdles
That life will throw down
To knock us off our discourse
It levels in the round 

But you are on the horizon
Please don't make me frown
I want to spend my life with you 

Now my body is older
And things are getting tough
But i got my here folder 
Telling me this aint enough 

If I got to fight for you
I'm made of the right stuff
I want to spend my life with you

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✨ "1704 2 2025" – A Family Anthem Through Time ✨

📜 From the dusty tracks of Siena to the spotlight of the stage — this is more than a song. It’s a legacy.

Whether your name ends in “-a” or “-o”…
Whether your people shortened it to Salto or Macchio...
If your surname ever carried 14 letters and 6 syllables — this one’s for you.

From Salta La Macchia, the victorious horse in the Il Palio di Siena on August 16, 1704,
To Antonino Saltalamacchia, who sailed to the New World and made his bones under New York City rooftops —
To me — Joseph Saltalamacchio, a stage performer, medicine maker, and proud descendant,
To my daughter — a teacher, the bell-ringer of tomorrow…

This is our relay song, passed down by hoof, hand, and harmony.

🐎 A Name That Runs With Champions
The name Saltalamacchia made headlines as the longest surname in Major League Baseball,
but it made history long before that — on the cobbled streets of Siena, where a wild horse named “Jumps The Bushes” ran to glory.

Our ancestors crossed oceans, laid bricks, delivered bread, sang under streetlights, and climbed up rooftops —
all so future generations could stand under spotlights, in classrooms, on mountaintops... and sing.

🎵 This Song is Our Story
🗓️ 1704 ➝ 2025
🎙️ Rooftops ➝ Roads ➝ Streetlights ➝ Spotlights
👶🏻 A young boy took the journey twice...
🎤 A voice still echoes it forward.

📌 For the Searchers and the Singers
If you’ve ever asked:

Where do I come from?

What stories do my bones carry?

Is there music hidden in my name?

…this song is for you.
You're not just a branch on the tree — you’re a flower in the garden of time.

“Salta La Macchia — hallowed be that name.
Jumps The Bushes — thicket, stain.
Wild horses — never tamed.”

🎧 Listen. Share. Celebrate the Legacy.
If your ancestors whispered to you in your dreams... this one’s for you.

1704 2 2025 ~ A Family Tale ~ Saltalamacchia

"Uncle’s All Day!" is the fourth entry in my VoxxRocks Paradoxx album — a living tapestry of personal history, time, and truth.
This song is a tribute to the uncles who shaped me with equal parts grit, humor, mystery, and heart. They gave me wisdom long before I knew I’d need it, truth wrapped in love, and lessons that still echo through my days.

Every verse is a portrait:
💪 The protector whose silence spoke volumes.
😂 The laughter that could heal any rift.
🛠 The hands that worked and the heart that shifted like seasons.
🎩 The smooth storyteller who walked straight out of history.

Together, they added mettle to my mold and helped forge the man I am today.

🎧 This song is part of the VoxxRocks Paradoxx series, alongside:

Time Twins of the 19th Sun

1704 2 2025

Mapping Time

🔗 Watch the full playlist here: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLI-s0dCdmVYZ-813yPicM026-Zg1qsnwJ

If you’ve ever had someone drop a truth in your lap that you only understood years later — this one’s for you.

Uncles ALL Day!

"I Go" is a rolling, sea shanty–inspired anthem about freedom, curiosity, and charting your own course through life’s unpredictable waters.

With the rhythm of waves and the grit of a sailor’s chant, it blends stomps, hand drums, and crew-style refrains of “I go” into a call to adventure.

The verses sail between open seas, library aisles, and hard-earned life lessons — rejecting cookie-cutter expectations in favor of self-discovery.

Whether you’re navigating storms or chasing the sunrise, this song is for travelers, dreamers, and anyone ready to hoist the sails and see where the wind takes them. ⚓️🌊

🎧 Listen, sing along, and share your own journey in the comments!

I Go!

VoxxRocks ParaDoxx – Volume II: Track 1 — “Can’t Beat My Island”

Friday night. The avenue’s alive again.
This one’s for the waves, the bars, the backline hum — for everyone who grew up where the salt air hits the strings just right.

“Can’t Beat My Island” is a love letter to Long Island — the land that raised the bands, filled the beaches with amplifiers, and taught us rhythm through our tides.
A hometown anthem that fuses pride, playfulness, and pulse — reminding the world that music isn’t just what we do here… it’s who we are.

From Paumanok to the parking lots, this track kicks off VoxxRocks ParaDoxx Vol. II with swagger, sunlight, and a grin that says:

“We’re not even trying — but good luck keeping up.”

🎸 Written and performed by Joe Salto (VoxxRocks)
🌊 Concept & Continuum: VoxxRocks ParaDoxx Vol. II — The Island Era
📍 Recorded between tides and timelines

Can't Beat Long Island

“Expose the Coward.”
This one isn’t just mine it’s ours. I wrote it for every woman who’s ever been silenced, dismissed, or made to feel small. For every survivor who swallowed her scream because the world said her pain was too loud. Expose the Coward is female rage in its purest form not chaos, but clarity. The moment you stop pretending it didn’t happen.

It’s not about revenge it’s about revelation. It’s the collective voice of every woman who’s ever been hurt and told to “get over it.” Every line drips with the truth we were told to hide. Every note is defiance.

He thought he broke her.
He didn’t.
She just stopped protecting his reputation.

This song is for her
the one who survived,
the one still healing,
and the one who’s finally ready to name it.