safety match (original song)

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Loads of things happening lately, guys! I’ve got some really cool songs on the way and some done as well, which I’ve been performing a couple of times already at the open mics. In time I will share them but for now, take this raw one I “finished” this morning.

Crack my bones like matches, I can be your light

Lift me off the ground, I’ll come back to life and I’ll

I’ll be a place that can hold both your brightest smiles and all your darkest heartbeats

Crack my bones like matches, burn me to the ground

I will rise again and bloom inside your loving arms

And I’ll be your home, your light, the fire burning in your eyes

If you just say the word I’ll rip my heart out of my chest for you

Crack my bones like matches

I will follow you into the darkness, I promise

If you just hold my hands we won’t get lost

We’ll be just fine, we’ll be alright, we’ll be okay

Running Gag (original song)

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This is about never giving up, even when life gets you down and pain&fear grips your throat tighter than skinny jeans.

Words:

I keep turning the pages of this book that makes no damn sense

And it’s hard to keep my head in the game when my heart’s in pieces

I don’t know where I’m going to

But I gotta keep running

I’m terrified of all that’s to come

But I can’t stay down and dream this life away

There’s pain and lies and blood and fights

But there’s still light and love for me to find

So I gotta keep running

I don’t want to let bad experiences and fear hold me back.

It’s easy to just sit back and refrain from trying. You can build a nice little empire in your head without ever having to struggle and suffer; a dream world. But I refuse. And I know that there’s Light and Love everywhere.

Gotta keep running through the pain and fear and remember that this is all perfect and beautiful, only not in a fairytale way.

Remember, fear is fuel to your fire. Eat it. Don’t let it eat you.

Until next post, keep running! ❤

What are you without me?/What you are without me

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After a two week break, I’m finally back to working on my voice and music! So, today I posted a Brandi Carlile cover on my channel: here. And I’m here to share with you something else.

It’s been a while since I wanted to do this, putting those two songs side by side in a video! At first I thought of working on a transition but then I thought “nah, fuck it”. So, no transition, just two brothers chilling together. Haha

As always, I got a lil tangled at the end of the second song but I still managed to keep a somewhat OK thingy going on there.

Anyways, no real big deal, and surely nothing new. But I think these are my two favorite songs I’ve written so far. I really like Dry Mouth also!!

Until next post, keep practicing! ❤

(Don’t) Forget, original song

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Let me forget everything

I don’t want to remember, no

I just want to let it go

I don’t want to ever face any of it again

Let me forget everything

Oh, please don’t let me forget

Please, don’t let me forget this

Please, don’t let me forget me

Please, don’t let the memories fade

I know that my heart can’t handle it

It might kill me

I know that my heart can’t handle this reality

Let me forget everything

Oh please don’t let me forget

Please, don’t let me forget me

Let me forget everything else

Please don’t let the memories fade

Oh, it’s already too late…

Glad to finally share another original! I still have eight other drafts to work on!

I’m really happy with how it came out. But I’m just getting a little impatient with myself, when it comes to reaching a next level of songwriting!

Yet another relatable song, though; am I right? Haha

Thanks for your time!

Until next post, remember a little neck massage goes a long way! ❤

A Ticking Cage (original song)

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Here’s that song I wrote the other day. Once again, it’s short but I like it! I only wish I had been able to record a better take, but I really wanted to post it today, so, here goes…

It’s about wasting your time and being fully aware of it. You know, sometimes you just can’t stop doing nothing even though you know you’ve got other REAL stuff to do…

Here are the lyrics:

I’m sitting here I’ve got nothing to do
I’m sitting here I’ve got nothing to do
I’m sitting here I’ve got loads of things to do
I’m sitting here I’m just wasting my time

Time that I know I should spend wisely
Time is a bastard it won’t wait for me
Time that I know that I don’t have
But I never learn

I’m sitting here just playing the same tune
I’m sitting here I’ve got nothing to do
I’m sitting here I’m not alive anymore
What time is it? Never mind, I don’t care..

Maybe it’s time to learn from your mistakes!
Will I ever learn?

Well……

No!

And well, actually, I am learning. The hard way! Lolzor

Just one word on the title though. Where it comes from:

  1. The four power chords used form a sort of cage which the song is trapped in
  2. That slippery slope that are distractions and over-chill. Sometimes it’s like being in a cage and unable to escape as your time just runs away from you.

Until next post, just go for it! ❤

Uncage the Night, Chapter X

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First chapter: here

Previous chapter: here

In this chapter, Sophie and Nicolas are back home and Leslie surprises them with a homecooked dinner.


And that was Bal Masqué by the brilliant–”
Nicolas turned off the radio, never breaking the habit of interrupting people mid-sentence. Sophie looked at him, grinning, while he briefly glanced at her. He focused back on the road and they both smiled, satisfied by the short telepathic exchange they just had. It was a very relaxing ride back home, or so it seemed.
That song kept playing in the back of his head. You lied but kept the mask on your face all along…

“It’s five o’ five.”, Nicolas said. “Nearly there.”
But Sophie didn’t reply. She was still busy flipping through pictures on her phone.
She had started with old ones as they left the hotel; Leslie, the swimming pool, the river, the afternoons spent baking, the family hikes, their paintings, her band and then Mitch, bright little Mitch. And now she was onto the last couple ones, from the night before; Nicolas, her Love, and her, under the moonlight. She sighed.
The ride remained a quiet one for the next thirty minutes. That was, up until they had their first surprise of the night.
“Nick, is that–”
“A police car.”, he interrupted her. Sophie couldn’t help a frown, although all her attention remained on the police car that was merely pulling away from their house. She held her chest, as if to keep her heart inside and squeezed her husband’s right thigh.
They quickly pulled up in the driveway. Leslie was sitting on the porch, her head cupped in her hands with her elbows resting on her knees. She didn’t wave at them. In fact, she wasn’t even looking at them.
Sophie ran to her daughter. “Are you okay, baby girl?”, she asked.
“Yeah.”, Leslie replied.
“Oh, the police! I thought something….”
“Shhh.”, said Leslie as her mom hugged her tighter than ever.
Out of Sophie’s embrace emanated warmth and love. Leslie’s, on the other side, was rather weak and dry. She returned the embrace but only mechanically. It was a physical gesture, devoid of actual emotions.
Nicolas joined in and squeezed the two women together. He left a kiss on Sophie’s head and then on Leslie’s. They remained that way for a short while. And eventually, the mandatory embrace broke up so they could meet up with Mitch inside the house.

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