Lyrics: ChatGPT/Rich Blenkinsopp Music/Arrangement/Production: Rich Blenkinsopp Lead Vocals: Saros, Backing Vocals: Solaria and Hayden (Verse 1) In the heart of the city, where the rhythm takes control, Underneath the neon lights…

(interpolates lyrics from “Something” by The Beatles and “Back in the USSR” by The Beatles) [Chorus 1] Mother Nature really knocks me out I leave the death behind It’s how you move makes me scream and shout And I don’t want to leave Her…

I hope Brian (one of us Proods) will forgive me for posting this before we could get together to work on it further. He first played it for me a few months ago and I've been obsessively tweaking it every chance I could get. I like to imagine…

With words by Brent Kinder, and piano by Igor.

Paragon, the fastest promising, young female rapper from The East is here again with this groove titled *tell them*, in which she featured a fast rising producer *kellygzee* *tell them* is unique,dope and boom Download, listen and share

He can't play nicely or share his toys He always takes from the other boys Got no time for music or vids Doesn't act like the other kids Does Donald Don't let Donald play He's gonna spoil your day Believe his words if you must But only…

Kick the tires and light the fires.

Yesterday I posted a song that was recorded entirely on my iPhone and had ugly distorted vocals that I was embarrassed to share with the interwebs. I said that there was one other song from this month that was also recorded entirely on the iPhone…

Just messing around with some ideas. 1/2 Step down standard tuning.

This was the last of the April songs to be worked on. The riff in the chorus was actually written during RPM in February but I never got a chance to finish it. It was on also on the list for March but it never got off the ground. Finally in…

I keep pushing the pedal down and nothing is happening....

No more sin or sorrow foolish fancy to a fault No more dirth upon the land that withers under the assault No more Babylon behavior bobbing up and down and up until we drown away each memory scattered from a shattered cup. No more crying for…