The End of the Century

Nobody is safe
(Nobody is safe)
When the clowns are in charge
(Yes, the clowns are in charge!)

What did you do last week?
(I worked till you got in my way!)
What did you do last week?
(Shut up and let me work today!)

Nobody is safe
(Nobody is safe)
When the clowns are in charge
(Yes, the clowns are in charge!)

What did you do last week?
(I worked till you got in my way!)
What did you do last week?
(Shut up and let me work today!)

Spent all day in status checks
Now you want reports on that?
Meetings, emails, wasted time
This ain't work - it's corporate crime!

What did you do last week?
(Did you breathe? Did you blink? Write it down!)
What did you do last week?
(Don't think, just type - your job's on the line!)

Nobody is safe
(Nobody is safe)
When the clowns are in charge
(Yes, the clowns are in charge!)

What did you do last week?
(I worked till you got in my way!)
What did you do last week?
(Shut up and let me work today!)

What Did You Do Last Week?

Here you'll find an acoustic version for the  famous RoomRock Channel: https://youtu.be/gZagqZsVVrs

Based on an idea by Daniel Bethlem @dani-l-bethlem (Boogie Dogs https://open.spotify.com/track/3JeSU8hfLmEbHJ8yd6YYkh)

I changed it into country rock style, a bit like Neil Young on the Tonight's The Night record (my favourite one), rewrote the lyrics, changed one or two chords and added a chorus, with the Hank Williams kind of singing (at least trying to):

VERSE 1
Well I wonder, wonder why you keep on hurting yourself
It’s been goin' on for too long
And I wonder, wonder why you don’t accept my help
It seems so very wrong
Even on a summer’s day you don’t see the sun
I hardly recognise my girl, where has she gone?

VERSE 2
Well I don’t know don’t know why you have to pull yourself down
No matter what I say
I don’t know, don’t know why it got so cold in this town
We haven’t come a long way
You might need someone else to ease your pain
You  can’t work it out alone with a misty brain

CHORUS: 
Well the fire, went out too soon, I’m walking to the lake, gonna howl at the moon
And our song, went out of tune, not like we sang it on our honeymoon

VERSE  3
Well I don’t know don’t know why you keep on hurting yourself
You know it’s hurting me too
And I don’t know don’t know why you put my heart on the shelf
What misery have you been through?
I need to find a friend and write a different song
Feels like it never ends, yeah this one is getting too long

CHORUS: 
Well the fire, went out too soon, I’m walking to the lake, gonna howl at the moon
And our song, went out of tune, not like we sang it on our honeymoon
Remember your lust for life at the blue lagoon, am I the reason, you’re so sad and blue
And our song went out of tune, not like we sang it on our honeymoon

Cellar Aged Wines

Hurting

Lyrics: Brieuc Bohu
Music: Brieuc Bohu, Fred Offret
Vocals, Bass, Drum programmation: Brieuc Bohu
Guitars, Pads, Drum programmation, Electro arrangement: Fred Offret

© all rights reserved

Voo Doo Love Doll

this tune was recorded in April of 2025...

https://soundcloud.com/earth-patriot/not-enough-love-in-this-world

right there at the ceiling
the impact has left a leak
the enemy is taking turns in the air
and I have medicine for it

hate is a four-letter-world
there is not enough 
love in this world

there is not enough love in this world
there is not enough love in this world

Not enough Love in this World

Space rock :

Drifting through the silence black as tar
Rings of Saturn stretching far so far
What’s the meaning in this vast cold space
Tell me why we run this endless race


Fractured minds trapped in a glassy haze
Souls exploding like a comet’s blaze
Cosmic echoes screaming out for truth
Where’s the map to find eternal youth

Show me the void the infinite tear
Where nothing feels heavy the weightless air
Answers hide in shadows unseen
Are we real or just some fleeting dream

Stars are whispers distant burning eyes
Galaxies collide where dead gods lie
Time bends and twists but never mends
Is this beginning or where it all ends

Footprints in the stardust crumble slow
We take but leave no mark on the glow
Bound to planets chains made of fear
Who decides why we are even here

Show me the void the infinite tear
Where nothing feels heavy the weightless air
Answers hide in shadows unseen
Are we real or just some fleeting dream

Infinite Void

A Powerful Indie Rock Experience Where Psychedelic Textures Meet Unpolished Authenticity
"In the dance between consciousness and sound, music becomes the bridge connecting our inner worlds to universal truths—transforming perception into shared experience."
THE ARTIST'S VISION
Where boldness meets introspection, "Spectrum of Consciousness" emerges as a sonic expedition through the landscapes of human perception. Drawing inspiration from the psychedelic textures of Tame Impala while embracing the driving energy of The War on Drugs, this musical journey invites listeners to explore the boundaries between power and vulnerability, between the tangible and the transcendent.
This meticulously crafted composition weaves energetic electric guitars, ethereal synths, and dynamic percussion into a captivating tapestry where heroic instrumentation meets philosophical depth. Each musical element contributes to a narrative that explores consciousness, perception, and the multi-dimensional nature of human experience.

Spectrum of Consciousness

Phantoms of Peace

A song to connect the listener to the experiences of the Holocaust, leading the listener to a spiritual ending reminding them of the survivors, along with the generations that have come from then, who will keep memories of what transpired going on into the future.

Lyrics

© 2025  Gary Randman   

[Verse 1]
Wake up
pure souls
It’s time to go

Goodbye
to light
Into darkness you go

[Verse 2]
Move quick
Get on
Squeeze in, real close

The door
will shut
Into darkness you go

[Verse 3]
Welcome
For now
This place is home

The gates
will shut
Into darkness you go

[Verse 4]
Please eat
This bread
Rest here, sleep close

The room
Is dim
Into darkness you go

[Verse 5]
You’ve worked
All day
Let’s clean, follow

The doors
will shut
Into darkness you go


[Verse 6]
Goodbye
To dark
Your spirits free

New souls
Are born
From light they see

Into Darkness (Demo)

Hard rock album the last two tracks are a tribute to Ozzy and Randy Rhodes

Gone Too Soon


Turn my brain on, boot it up,
Remember all the things I do.
Don’t take long, cause let’s be real,
Every day’s the same old deal.

Pull my clothes on, I’m all set,
No different from the other fools,
Grinding hard to just get by,
Living by the same old rules.

Same old, same old,
Don’t dream of something new.
Everything I’ve ever done,
Is the same as I always do.
Same old, same old,
Follow the well-worn path,
The habits of a lifetime,
Can’t be broken just like that.

Turn my mind off, wind it down,
Forget about my careworn day.
Drink a beer, watch bad TV,
Every show’s the same to me.

Go to sleep, dream a dream,
Trapped inside a padded cell,
Try to scream, try to escape,
Eternity in this same old hell.


Same old, same old,
Don’t dream of something new.
Everything I’ve ever done,
Is the same as I always do.
Same old, same old,
Follow the well-worn path,
The habits of a lifetime,
Can’t be broken just like that

Same old, same old,
Don’t dream of something new.
Everything I’ve ever done,
Is the same as I always do.

Same Old, Same Old

In the vast expanse of the cosmos, Earth, a tiny blue planet on the outskirts of the Milky Way, lies silent, its cities in ruins, its people long gone. As a time traveller and musician, I am drawn to this world, to the echoes of a civilisation that reached for the stars but fell short, consumed by an ambition they could neither control nor fully understand.
Through my music, I seek to capture the essence of this lost era, particularly the turbulent times around 2070, when humanity's fate hung in the balance. Each song is a journey through time, a sonic exploration of the apocalyptic moments when everything changed, guided by the haunting melodies and atmospheric soundscapes that paint a vivid picture of a world on the brink of collapse.
As I wander through the abandoned streets and desolate landscapes, I find inspiration in the remnants of human culture - the unfinished symphonies in empty concert halls, the silence that hangs heavy in recording studios where hit songs were once crafted. The music becomes a conduit for the stories that linger in these spaces, tales of dreams pursued and hopes shattered.
In the rhythms of nature reclaiming the cities, I hear a powerful message - that all things must pass, that even the grandest of human achievements are impermanent. This truth resonates through my compositions, serving as a reminder of our own fragility and the need for humility in the face of the universe's vast mysteries.
Each track  is a warning, a cautionary tale wrapped in sound and emotion. They speak of the paths we may tread if we are not vigilant, the dreams that may crumble if we are not wise. Through music, I forge a connection that transcends time and space, inviting listeners to explore the echoes of a vanished world and heed the lessons hidden within.
Join me on this sonic odyssey through the remnants of Earth's final days, a journey that will leave you questioning our place in the cosmos and the legacy we leave behind. Let the music be your guide as we navigate the ruins of a civilisation that dared to dream big but ultimately succumbed to its own hubris - a fate we must strive to avoid as we venture forth into the unknown.

Infinite Void

World Without Humans