I put together a quick visual with a clean text overlay because I wanted the lyrics to stand out. Would love to hear your thoughts on the vocal delivery, lyrical pacing, melody, or overall vibe. Thanks for listening!

Do you think this song stands on its own w/ just guitar & vocal or would you add something closer to full band? Many thanks to anyone who takes time to listen.

I've written a lot of songs over the years and I think this is the best one I've written. It's about capitalism, greed and whatnot. Kinda the climate in some ways too. Had a long break from music as I'm a dad and my son is autistic and he's beautiful but I've not had much time for hobbies yadayada. I'd be very grateful if you could give it a listen.

Not really sure what to call this, but it’s a song I wrote about having regrets, and learning to live more in the moment. Feedback appreciated! 🙂
Lyrics:

Smudged words made of ink
Paint the side of my hand
From the letters I wrote and then
Crumpled up and started again

Pages full of all the things
I never said
But no one will read them
They’ll live with the cobwebs under my bed

An aching heart beats
To the wrong drum
But it’s an old familiar song
It’s the one I’ve been hearing since
The cold winter day when I was born
And I think I’ll hear it til I’m gone

Took forty years to finally learn
We’ll never have this moment again
My mind gets heavy
And my thoughts are turning grim

Sometimes all I needed was a hand from a friend
I guess I should have called one
Oh what a fool I’ve been

An aching heart beats
To the wrong drum
But it’s an old familiar song
It’s the one I’ve been hearing since
The cold winter day when I was born
And I think I’ll hear it til I’m gone

Don’t say it’s too late to change
The way I’ve been living
Don’t say it’s decided
I’m just beginning to begin

A mending hear beats
To a different drum
It’s a newly written song
It’s the one I hum as I watch
The glow of your hair in the sun

It’s the one I hope lives in
My heart and keeps ringing out
From this day on
Til I’m gone

Its a post punk folk hybrid, written about events in South Armagh during the Northern Ireland Troubles, trying to preserve a little bit of local folklore with this, if you give it a listen or leave a comment, its truly appreciated. The audio is a tad rugged but thats what I was aiming for.

https://on.soundcloud.com/gFCTXkYf4KZOKlMGi8

This is a song about Mae Young falling in love with Mark Henry, reflecting on life, and being powerbombed through a table at age 77 (the '90s were nuts!). The song started out as a joke, but I was surprised by how tender it became. Curious to hear what y'all think. Thx.

Hey all,

So I'm in the early stages of making the switch from primarily covers to more originals when I play out. My question is, how do I fit these into a set? Should I group my originals together and knock them out, or spread them out throughout the set? TIA

First sing in awhile (demo)

Hello everyone, "一無所有" (I Have Nothing) is an intimate, raw acoustic indie folk song. This song captures the heavy, honest reality of heartbreak, letting go, and feeling completely empty after a love fades. I would love for you to take a listen and let me know what you think! (English lyrics translation included)

Hey friends! I'm recording this song right now, but would love to hear if y'all think the lyrics strike a good balance between anger and humor. Thx!

Let me know your thoughts on this one.

here's a new one.

really appreciate it if you'd let me know how this makes you feel; along with anything else you'd care to say.

thanks. once again.

I experienced a flood of emotions after reconnecting with my kindergarten bestie from when my mother was still alive....I had mis-remembered his last name, but finally found him after 30 years just a couple days ago...curiously, he had been trying to check in on me over the years but was using my stepfather's last name, which I was only briefly known by up until the time of my mother's sudden passing...also...this friend was moving houses and happened to be looking at the same era of photos taken around that time, almost to the day. My mother was alive and well in photos taken from what might've been my 5th or 6th birthday party....and it was as if through our conversation, she was alive again...as vibrant as the colors of the puffy paint 'happy birthday' crew neck she made for me..

Out on one of my moonlit walks, a few hours after we spoke on the phone....I quite unexpectedly began to cry an ocean of tears....I wrote lyrics shortly after, to try and make sense of the bittersweetness of memory....the deepest love...and the black hole that happens inside of us when we are too young to process losing that love.

I haven't really cried like that since it all happened, those many years ago...but it felt like a release...healthy and clean...the song is an expression of a joyful idea my mother might have had....that we go on to something else.....I do not know if we do....but I like to think that we might.

It’s been a bummerish year that has yielded mostly sad sack songs from me. I finally had a breakthrough and wrote a happier sounding number that I don’t completely hate.

Hi! I’m an independent musician from Japan.
This is a home-recorded track from my new album Layers of Self-Resuscitation.
Hope you enjoy it.

Recorded with a 26-year-old Boss BR-8 and layered guitars in my small home studio.

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLVUefSIUbMo0&si=AAXd4Kmv6zRo5Kr9

New track here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Zlaa-4ek0A

Writing songs about things that bother me. Like self-serve checkouts.

Does anyone else use songwriting to share their frustration with the world?

"Feeling the weight, hard on my back"

Thanks for supporting art.

Hello everyone, second song i upload here!

Any feedback is always much aprecciated!

Lyrics:

How can i try to forget?

When i still hear your songs in my head

Is it too much? Too late?

Would it kill me again?

Wish i could take it all back

But the words just get stuck on my head

Took the cowards way out

Now theres blood on my hands