G.R.

Seriously Almost Jazzed

Where Do They Go

The 54th vocal.

Lyrics:

HUMBLE PIE A LA MODE

The universe rewards focus but punishes attachment

When the tag line is 
It feels like time travel
And the travel is to the past
And is in every way better
You need to start 
Asking yourself at last
Some serious questions
Like why the fuck
Did things unravel
Why does the present suck

Are you living the dream
And lovin' the acceleration
Fast feels faster
Even as i breathe slower
Funny how that works
In fact my plucky concert-goer
They said they found
A cool way to monetize
Undermining the social contract

I don't know where to begin
But there was this university
Consisting of only admin
The creme de la creme
It was every admin's dream
And according to them
It was everything that it seemed

She and i were playing acey ducey
And righty tighty lefty lucy
Said don't be highbrow about the lowkey
And i said okey dokey
It's not like i could offend a Gen-Z

Having desisted from responding to me
She was silent for a bit
And so i said i'll speak
Since the frog in your throat has got you
If your judicial system fails on all fronts
No one will give a shit
About its abstruse ethical consistency
And they've a right not to

And she asked
Why don't i know about that
And i said now try not to quail
But i haven't studied your ignorance
In that much detail

The libs do find some real weird things
To fill that God-shaped hole in their heart
But she was nearly done with her repast
Having ordered a la carte

America is shut down 
And the president is skipping town
But the man who said so 
Is himself a dapper clown

She went on to say several things
Which drove me to distraction
But who determines what a crime is
If not through ethical abstractions

We lost the ability
To make women
Capable of being nice
And are at the mercy of foreign suppliers
Not only spies
But robots with uniform boob size
At an affordable price
A problem too intractable
For a pair of pliers

We finished out the rest of our meal
And nothing served so well as it should
To grease the conversation's wheels
But nothing tastes half so good
As being unemployed feels

Humble Pie à la Mode

“Under My Skin” – Eileen Noise
A dark-grunge track about what stays beneath the surface, the scars, the memories, the fire that never fades.
It was featured on the “Divorced Dad” playlist and 100 best grunge songs on Spotify, one of the most followed for underground alternative rock.
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Produced by Eileen Noise
Singer Sophie

[Verse]
I see you there behind the veil
Your shadow moves I cannot fail
Your whispers crawl under my bones
You're the fire that feels like home

[Chorus]
I want you now under my skin
Your world is where I begin

[Verse 2]
Your gaze cuts deep it scars my pride
I won't stop 'til you're by my side
I'll take the pain I'll take the fall
I need you more than I need it all

[Chorus]
I want you now under my skin
Your world is where I begin

[Bridge]
No chains no locks can keep me out
I’ll tear it down without a doubt
I’ll claim your soul I’ll claim your name
This burning need is not a game

[Chorus]
I want you now under my skin
Your world is where I begin

Under My Skin

Halfway There

In This Town

Cardboard Box

Hawk Tua That Thing ReVampd (Country Rock)  - Good old southern country rock song about having a cowboy or cowgirl good time!

Hawk Tua That Thing ReVampd (Country Rock)

in the afternoon

Beneath The Ice opens Sorry’s Not Enough in stark, fragile form — just voice and acoustic guitar, with soft delay giving each word a sense of distance and chill. A touch of piano and viola drift in midway, thawing the edges for a moment before retreating back into the cold. It’s a song about distance — emotional, physical, and the slow freeze between two people who’ve forgotten how to reach one another. Stripped to its bones, Beneath The Ice feels both confessional and suspended in time — a quiet heartbreak set against a winter’s hush.

#acoustic #singersongwriter #folk #indiefolk #folkpunk #acousticpunk #lofiacoustic #ukmusic #britishfolk #indieacoustic #bedroomfolk #acousticstorytelling #modernfolk #britishindie #rawacoustic #lyricdrivenmusic #minimalistfolk #pianoandviola #coldfolk #slowacoustic #emotionalfolk

FFO: Billy Bragg, Elliott Smith, Nick Drake, Damien Rice, The Mountain Goats, Frank Turner, Iron & Wine, Richard Hawley

Lyrics

Beneath The Ice

And here you are stepping on the cracks
And here am I trapped beneath the ice
We pretend that it's not over
And that no one ever told us
We don't even notice how we are
The things we say and all the scars that we carry
How did we get here? Can we go back?
The years weren't kind
I've seen how you look at me these days
Beneath the ice

And late at night I gaze across the miles
To the pillow where you're sleeping
Only there 'cos there's no spare bed
I turn to face the wall
As the breeze blows through the window
I'm living here beneath the ice
I'm barely breathing
The colder that my body gets
I lose all feeling
How did we get here? Can we go back?
The years weren't kind
I've seen how you look at me these days
Beneath the ice

Middle 8 – Guitar

And there you are, you don't hear a thing
And there am I, hands over my ears
Time has gently bruised our hearts
As we slowly drift apart
How did we get here? Can we go back?
The years weren't kind
I've seen how you look at me these days
Beneath the ice

These Guitars Say Sorry – Beneath The Ice | Acoustic Folk | Indie Singer-Songwriter | Lo-Fi Folk)

🔥 Back Alley Queen – Eileen Noise ft. Sophie

A raw and dark grunge-rock performance, dirty guitars, haunting female vocals, and that underground vibe that bleeds emotion.
This song tells the story of a fallen queen crawling through the dirt, still standing strong in the chaos.
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Cold smoke, wet skin
She laughs like she don’t care again
Black boots, blood on the street
Lost her crown, but she’s still on her feet

[Chorus]
Back alley queen, crawl through the dirt
You wear your pain like a t-shirt
No one saves, no one’s clean
You die alone, you back alley queen

[Verse 2]
Cheap wine, broken glass
Another night that won’t pass
He said her name, then disappeared
She just smiled, wiped her tears

[Chorus]
Back alley queen, crawl through the dirt
You wear your pain like a t-shirt
No one saves, no one’s clean
You die alone, you back alley queen

[Bridge]
No light, no sound
Just the city beating down
She don’t beg, she don’t pray
She just fades away

[Final Chorus]
Back alley queen, you’re still obscene
Born to bleed, never seen
Raise your bottle, kiss the scream
Long live the back alley queen

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Back Alley Queen

Arya Kills - Zombie Horse {room record} (Prod by Imotape)

🎤 Dark rock, grunge alternative rock & evocative atmospheres with female haunting vocals.

🎸 EileenNoise is a project by Marco, composer & producer and bassist from Rome. Collaborates with various vocal artists. Sophie is the lead vocalist and guitarist on many songs, but you can also find other vocal collaborations on the profile.

🖤 Inspired by Alice in Chains, Soundgarden, Lacuna Coil, Depeche Mode, The smashing pumpkins, The Hole.

🔥 “Burning Inside” featured in SoundCloud’s official Buzzing Rock playlist.

🔗 New tracks monthly. Follow & listen on Spotify
