INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('473', NULL, 'Palace Spires of Tin', '0', 'palace-spires-of-tin', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Prelude]\r\nOpaline engines humming\r\nA twilight signal calls\r\nSeafoam wires humming\r\nThrough crystalline halls\r\n\r\nPale satellites are shifting\r\nWith opal circuits spun\r\nWe wander velvet passageways\r\nWhere distant numbers run\r\n\r\n[Intro]\r\nCerulean vapor rising\r\nIn platinum overdrive\r\nSilent harbors glisten\r\nAs solar whales arrive\r\n\r\nArcades in frozen twilight\r\nWhere shadows arch and lean\r\nTracing paths of morning\r\nOn satellites unseen\r\n\r\n[Intro]\r\nCerulean vapor rising\r\nIn platinum overdrive\r\nSilent harbors glisten\r\nAs solar whales arrive\r\n\r\nArcades in frozen twilight\r\nWhere shadows arch and lean\r\nTracing paths of morning\r\nOn satellites unseen\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nNeon tides are sweeping\r\nPast orbs of melting chrome\r\nI catch your half-lost glances\r\nFrom hallways far from home\r\n\r\nAzure domes unfolding\r\nPulse in ultraviolet rays\r\nWe slip through liquid silence\r\nIn phosphor-lit ballets\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThis time next week on Neptune\r\nWe’ll drift where no one’s been\r\nCarousel of sapphire dunes\r\nAnd palace spires of tin\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, we spin\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nPlatinum shadows chasing\r\nStrange clocks in the blue\r\nCarnival steps hush fading\r\nSilver-suited rendezvous\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nYou said there’s time for losing\r\nA turquoise serenade\r\nPromises thin and frozen\r\nTurning dawn to jade\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThis time next week on Neptune\r\nWe’ll drift where no one’s been\r\nCarousel of sapphire dunes\r\nAnd palace spires of tin\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, we spin\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nGlass ships adrift at midnight\r\nHydra-pearled and shy\r\nWe chase a pulse of starlight\r\nBeyond magnetic sky\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nVelvet codes unravel\r\nIn cobalt cavalcade\r\nWe’re laughing through the spiral\r\nNew orbits softly made\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nYou asked for something daring\r\nA reckless serenade\r\nMapping future cities\r\nOn rings we’ve never played\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThis time next week on Neptune\r\nWe’ll drift where no one’s been\r\nCarousel of sapphire dunes\r\nAnd palace spires of tin\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, we spin\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nMirrors bend and tumble\r\nThrough violet cavalcade\r\nWe drift past silent thunder\r\nIn lucid masquerade\r\n\r\nPlatinum cities flicker\r\nOn restless sapphire sand\r\nWe vanish in the shimmer\r\nLost just as we planned\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, we\r\n\r\n[Coda]\r\n\r\nAurora veils are rising\r\nIn liquid silver streams\r\nEach moment refracting\r\nFrom the edge of restless dreams\r\n\r\nCelestial tide surrender\r\nTo rhythmic, marbled waves\r\nAll secrets we remember\r\nSet sail through blue arrays\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, we spin\r\n\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh,\r\n\r\n[Extended Outro]\r\n\r\nSilent coronas flicker\r\nAbove enamel planes\r\nWe trace a fleeting shimmer\r\nOf quicksilver remains\r\n\r\nQuietly unspooling\r\nMaps that never lie\r\nGravity undoing\r\nThe threads of ancient sky\r\n\r\nPhantom signals trailing\r\nThrough orbits grown obscure\r\nWe drift—forever sailing\r\nWhere sapphire hearts endure\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, we spin\r\n\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, we spin\r\n\r\n[End]', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-08 20:28:17', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/palace-spires-of-tin-8', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Palace_Spires_of_Tin.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('474', NULL, 'Silver Face Above (Harsh Mistress)', '0', 'silver-face-above-harsh-mistress', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Intro]\r\nA thin light slips across the tiles\r\nBroken shadows linger while\r\nA melody in minor keys\r\nSpills softly from the willow trees\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nEmpty glasses on the sill\r\nSilence growing colder still\r\nPaper moon above the street\r\nWanders where the lost hearts meet\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nA harsh mistress is the moon\r\nShe steals away the night so soon\r\nCold reflection on my room\r\nA harsh mistress is the moon\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, the silver face above\r\nOh, oh, the moon I never loved\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nShe waits beyond the windowpane\r\nTide and time within her reign\r\nPromises you can\'t attain\r\nShe laughs at lovers lost in vain\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nI reach for answers in the pale\r\nAll the secrets turn to veils\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nA harsh mistress is the moon\r\nShe steals away the night so soon\r\nCold reflection on my room\r\nA harsh mistress is the moon\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, the silver face above\r\nOh, oh, the moon I never loved\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nYears unravel, shadows long\r\nI trace her circle all night long\r\nDreams dissolve with every dawn\r\nLeft with echoes once she’s gone\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nA harsh mistress is the moon\r\nShe steals away the night so soon\r\nCold reflection on my room\r\nA harsh mistress is the moon\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, the silver face above\r\nOh, oh, the moon I never loved\r\nOh, oh, silent from her throne\r\nOh, oh, the moon I face alone\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nShadows slipping through the blind\r\nHalf-lit thoughts I leave behind\r\nSilent witness as I find\r\nAnother night she will not mind\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, the silver face above\r\nOh, oh, the moon I never loved\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-08 20:28:38', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/silver-face-above-harsh-mistress-9', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Silver_Face_Above_(Harsh_Mistress).mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('475', NULL, 'Silver Reflection', '0', 'silver-reflection', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Prologue Mist]\r\nHalf-remembered hallway (flicker of pale light)\r\nBreathing patterns, broken silence (shapes in the air)\r\nVoices ripple sideways, dissolve in the dawn (never arriving)\r\nSoft interruption, we haven’t begun\r\n\r\n[Threshold Hum]\r\nNames unspoken (thread through static)\r\nSomeone waiting by the half-closed door (shivering glass)\r\nWet footprints vanish—no witness, just waiting (invisible trace)\r\nA pause before meaning, drifting untied\r\n\r\n[Arrival]\r\nDim corridor breathing (bare fingertips)\r\nMoon-frosted silence, shivering glass (words left unsaid)\r\nSomeone waiting, behind a drawn curtain (mismatched fragments)\r\nGlimpses through shadows, blurred outlines pass\r\n\r\n[Fragmented Whisper]\r\nStart of a sentence (never completed)\r\nHesitation lingers, hung in the air (tracing your mouth)\r\nDistant birds singing, pixelated and strange (quiet between us)\r\nTurning the corners of half-opened dreams\r\n\r\n[Overlapping Preludes]\r\nTwo voices fading, arriving, receding (catch and release)\r\nSyncopate softly, within empty rooms\r\nMotionless moments, repeating uncertainly (unfinished collisions)\r\nJust at the threshold, before we begin\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSilver reflection (only shadows move)\r\nStill water shivers, under sapphire moons (waiting for a shape)\r\nFragments of laughter, drift along the ceiling (just out of reach)\r\nTime keeps slipping, through our gentle hands\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nSoftly, softly, slowly, slowly\r\nEchoes, echoes, empty, empty\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nA window half open (someone breathing in)\r\nSheets gather patterns (like rivers on skin)\r\nOne voice, then another, melting into silence (forgotten phrase)\r\nHidden and hollow, the minutes dissolve\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nTangled in daylight, blurred at the seams\r\nYou finish my sentence, I wake from the dream\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSilver reflection (only shadows move)\r\nStill water shivers, under sapphire moons (waiting for a shape)\r\nFragments of laughter, drift along the ceiling (just out of reach)\r\nTime keeps slipping, through our gentle hands\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nSoftly, softly, slowly, slowly\r\nEchoes, echoes, empty, empty\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nGlass on the table (half an image fades)\r\nStrangers in pictures, lost in their gaze (names falling away)\r\nThreads from the morning unravel at night (colours turning pale)\r\nQuestions unanswered, drift into the white\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nWhispered goodnight (overlapping sighs)\r\nFootsteps floating, leaving behind (shadows inside)\r\nWe linger in stillness, forgotten and free (half-awake)\r\nMidnight dissolving, becomes memory\r\n\r\n[Extended Coda]\r\nFaded confessions (half remembered truth)\r\nCurtains breathing gently, morning slips through (uncertain light)\r\nWe speak in fragments, none of them align (holding the air)\r\nShadows trace patterns across empty time\r\n\r\n[Fading Post-Chorus]\r\nSoftly, softly, barely, barely\r\nEmpty, empty, slowly, slowly\r\n\r\n[Disjointed Refrain]\r\nLost language, quiet falling\r\nSilver remains, nothing calling\r\n\r\n[Residual Verse]\r\nHands parting curtains (soft static returns)\r\nGlimmers unravel, sleep drifts away (left in the blue)\r\nSilent agreements vanish between us (names drift apart)\r\nPale interruption, morning erases night\r\n\r\n[Twilight Echo]\r\nEmpty apartments, drifting, fading\r\nSilver afterthought, quietly staying\r\n\r\n[Final Overlap]\r\nSilent signals, walls are breathing\r\nOne last fragment, falls unseeing\r\n\r\n[Ending Sigh]\r\nSoftly, softly (almost nothing)\r\nSlowly, slowly (nothing calling)\r\n\r\n[Lingering Shade]\r\nBare traces remain (overlapping refrain)\r\nFaint voices weaving, folding through air (silence speaks)\r\nSudden forgetting, hearts never named (outlines uneven)\r\nDistant and drifting, we vanish in pairs\r\n\r\n[Faint Return]\r\nSoft retreat (echoes inside)\r\nUnfinished language, quietly tied\r\nSlipping beneath, no reason, no sound (turning away)\r\nAlmost remembered, never quite found\r\n\r\n[Subtle Exit]\r\nMorning’s outline, washed and shifting\r\nInvisible silver, unwilling to stay (barely awake)\r\nWe let go in fragments, lost to the grey\r\n\r\n[Last Murmurs]\r\nAlmost nothing (soft delay)\r\nEmpty sighs, fading away', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-08 20:28:54', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/silver-reflection-10', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Silver_Reflection.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('476', NULL, 'Electric Orpheus', '0', 'electric-orpheus', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Intro]\r\nSlag on my fingers, jacket split at the seams\r\nRed-eyed commuters flicker in fevered dreams\r\nLean on a railing, shadows spit gasoline\r\nChanging my angle, breathing nicotine\r\n\r\n[Pre-Verse]\r\nFast talk, slow motion, silver bites the tongue\r\nLow-watt confession hissing off the rung\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nTwilight shivers shaking under wire and glass\r\nShoelaces trailing, haunted faces pass\r\nTicket stub memories lost beneath my feet\r\nVelvet rain drips down the Brighton Street\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nHollow-eyed morning, boots heavy with regret\r\nCheap perfume clings, cold sweat on the cassette\r\nTattered suit jacket, borrowed from a friend\r\nNotes scrawled on napkins, wishing for the end\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFlicker of a lamplight, lost on crooked stone\r\nGive me one true signal, lead this stray back home\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nElectric Orpheus calling from the underground\r\nWires spark and shudder on your crown\r\nCracked voice singing as the cables burn\r\nOne side sighs, the other one yearns\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — the city moans\r\nAhh ahh — stray unknowns\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCash in my pocket, barely enough for the train\r\nBent keys on this piano, scratching at the windowpane\r\nBleeding fingers strumming static through the haze\r\nStumbling through the alleys, just waiting for a change\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nGlitter on the gutter, boots stained gray\r\nGive me something broken, take the gloss away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nElectric Orpheus calling from the underground\r\nWires spark and shudder on your crown\r\nCracked voice singing as the cables burn\r\nOne side sighs, the other one yearns\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — the city moans\r\nAhh ahh — stray unknowns\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nGlass bottle rolling by an overcoat asleep\r\nSirens chase the rhythm in a city that can’t weep\r\nPaint chips flake in time on a neon avenue\r\nMouthful of thunder, dream tasting like glue\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nCigarette ash drifts in a yellow beam\r\nShow me something honest, crack the cold machine\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nElectric Orpheus calling from the underground\r\nWires spark and shudder on your crown\r\nCracked voice singing as the cables burn\r\nOne side sighs, the other one yearns\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — the city moans\r\nAhh ahh — stray unknowns\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nShadow on the pavement, footsteps lose their way\r\nSilver threads of feedback coil into the gray\r\nStill searching for the current beneath this crooked sun\r\nHolding tight to fragments of what we can’t outrun\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nElectric Orpheus calling from the underground\r\nWires spark and shudder on your crown\r\nCracked voice singing as the cables burn\r\nOne side sighs, the other one yearns\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — the city moans\r\nAhh ahh — stray unknowns\r\nAhh ahh — the city moans\r\nAhh ahh — stray unknowns\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nLast train rattles, skin stuck to the seat\r\nPlastic roses wilting where the gutter kings meet\r\nSparks in the midnight, asphalt humming slow\r\nDragging home lost verses no one will know\r\n\r\n[Outro Chorus]\r\nElectric Orpheus singing in the wire\r\nAshes on the concrete, smoke climbing higher\r\nBroken chord ringing till the morning is done\r\nChasing sweet static, forever unsung\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — the city moans\r\nAhh ahh — stray unknowns\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-08 20:29:15', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/electric-orpheus-11', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Electric_Orpheus.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('477', NULL, 'Static on the Shore', '0', 'static-on-the-shore', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Intro]\r\nFrosted channels flicker through the haze\r\nSoft distortion, silver lines erase\r\n(Wave after wave)\r\nSilent breakers murmur to the core\r\nDreams dissolve along the radio floor\r\n(Beneath the signal’s door)\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSliding signals brush a copper sky\r\nSeaglass numbers tumbling by\r\n(Tumbling by)\r\nEvery frequency a faded sign\r\n(Just a thin design)\r\nWe’re tracing shadows left behind\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStatic on the shore\r\nFading signals calling out alone\r\n(Calling out alone)\r\nTwilight on the water, never clear, never known\r\n(Drifting in the zone)\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic crackles, night descends\r\nSignals breaking, never ends\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nRipples chase memory under haze\r\nLit windows blinking codes across the bay\r\n(Across the bay)\r\nYour shadow follows, merges with the grey\r\n(With the grey)\r\nNothing left to say\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nTuned to the silence, hear the pulse below\r\nTransmission melting slow\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStatic on the shore\r\nFading signals calling out alone\r\n(Calling out alone)\r\nTwilight on the water, never clear, never known\r\n(Drifting in the zone)\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic crackles, night descends\r\nSignals breaking, never ends\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nDriftwood tangled, traces on the sand\r\nEchoed frequencies slip right through the hand\r\n(Hold the signal, let it slide)\r\nWaveforms scatter, fading in the band\r\n(Nothing left to hide)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStatic on the shore\r\nFading signals calling out alone\r\n(Calling out alone)\r\nTwilight on the water, never clear, never known\r\n(Drifting in the zone)\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic crackles, night descends\r\nSignals breaking, never ends\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSignals flicker, worn and thin\r\nLost between the water and the wind\r\n(Fading in the din)\r\nDistant channels, silence taking hold\r\n(Nothing left to spin)\r\n\r\nRadio drifting where the light has failed\r\nGhosts of meaning left unrevealed\r\n(Left unrevealed)\r\nSalt and static blur the lines\r\n(Blur the lines)\r\nNight completes the reel\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic crackles, shadows bend\r\nSilent beaches, messages suspend\r\n\r\n[Coda]\r\nGlint of metal drifting on the waves\r\nBroken rhythms stitched into the haze\r\n(Into the haze)\r\nStep beyond the last decay\r\n(Farther from the day)\r\nFade beyond the tape’s last play\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic crackles, restless air\r\nTraces vanish, nothing there\r\n\r\n[Outro Reprise]\r\nFragments spiral through the dusk\r\nFaint transmissions, layers of husk\r\n(Voices without trust)\r\nNight dissolves each hidden sign\r\n(Signals in decline)\r\nNever cross this line\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic crackles, dawn remains\r\nEcho fading through the veins\r\n\r\n[Outro Extension]\r\nSignals trace upon the shallow foam\r\nWhispers carried, resolutely alone\r\n(Folding into stone)\r\nReplay the silence, looped inside the air\r\n(Waves that never care)\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic flickers, dawn concealed\r\nSignals drifting, half revealed', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-08 20:29:31', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/static-on-the-shore-12', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Static_on_the_Shore.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('478', '', 'Broken Palace Wires', '0', 'broken-palace-wires', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Cold Open] [Ferry]\r\nStreetlamp hisses, flicks and brays\r\nRubber soul shuffles at the end of the maze\r\nRipped notes in a pocket, dawn never comes clean\r\nRust on the hinges of something unseen\r\n\r\n[Verse 0] [Ferry]\r\nFalling through puddles of sodium light\r\nPaper cup fortune, crumpled with fright\r\nTrainyards coughing, veins ticking slow\r\nBroken-glass laughter in alleys below\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nGravel tongues biting, city calls twice\r\nCurtains for company, roll loaded dice\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Bowie]\r\nElectric Orpheus calling from the underground\r\nWires spark and shudder on your crown\r\nCracked voice singing as the cables burn\r\nOne side sighs, the other one yearns\r\n\r\n[Intro Verse] [Ferry]\r\nBlack gloves trembling, flickers on the street\r\nPavement oil rainbow, clatter beneath my feet\r\nPanic in my collar, static nicks my sleeve\r\nCopper taste of morning, nothing left to leave\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFootsteps like warnings, brittle and slow\r\nDrags from a cigarette, fog in the glow\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nElectric Orpheus calling from the underground\r\nWires spark and shudder on your crown\r\nCracked voice singing as the cables burn\r\nOne side sighs, the other one yearns\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — the city moans\r\nAhh ahh — stray unknowns\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCash in my pocket, barely enough for the train\r\nBent keys on this piano, scratching at the windowpane\r\nBleeding fingers strumming static through the haze\r\nStumbling through the alleys, just waiting for a change\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nGlitter on the gutter, boots stained gray\r\nGive me something broken, take the gloss away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nElectric Orpheus calling from the underground\r\nWires spark and shudder on your crown\r\nCracked voice singing as the cables burn\r\nOne side sighs, the other one yearns\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — the city moans\r\nAhh ahh — stray unknowns\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nFlicker in the gutter, got a jolt in my veins\r\nBreath full of static, talk tangled in chains\r\nGhosts behind storefronts with neon in their eyes\r\nRide the current sideways, chase another high\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nLoose change rattles with the truth in the case\r\nInk stains fading, tracing lines across my face\r\nFlashing past storefronts with dreams set to stall\r\nOut here with the broken, where the wild wires crawl\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nNo gold in the pocket, just stains and chrome\r\nBut lightning keeps humming — won’t let me go home\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nElectric Orpheus calling from the underground\r\nWires spark and shudder on your crown\r\nCracked voice singing as the cables burn\r\nOne side sighs, the other one yearns\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — the city moans\r\nAhh ahh — stray unknowns\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nTrain rumbles distant, pages torn and thin\r\nPavement sings a hymn for midnight skin\r\nTape reels spinning out, spool tangled in the rain\r\nOrpheus electric, fading but remains\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — shadows spin\r\nAhh ahh — nowhere to begin\r\n\r\n[Outro Refrain] (Bowie & Ferry together)\r\nEcho down the lines, we flicker and bend\r\nSparks in the gutter, the current won’t\r\n\r\n[Outro Verse]\r\nFerry’s voice trembling, boots scraped raw\r\nLaughter in the sidestreets, splinters in the jaw\r\nGlass stuck in shoelaces, tracing the grid\r\nShadows play tricks where regrets are hid\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus] [Bowie soars]\r\nElectric Orpheus still calls from below\r\nFingers twitch and stumble, sockets overflow\r\nWires tangled gently where the daylight runs\r\nOne hand opens, the other one shuns\r\n\r\n[Last Post-Chorus]\r\nAhh ahh — flickers return\r\nAhh ahh — always we burn\r\n\r\n[Outro Tag]\r\nNight bends around us, engines humming slow\r\nElectric Orpheus — nowhere left to go', '', '', '2026-03-08 20:29:48', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/broken-palace-wires-13', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Broken_Palace_Wires.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('479', NULL, 'Gentle Hands', '0', 'gentle-hands', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Vapor Prelude]\r\nMist drawn in sketches (edges recede)\r\nGlass tapping gently (unwritten tune)\r\nBreath hangs in fragments (almost a word)\r\nShadow of morning, thin as a sigh\r\n\r\n[Fragment]\r\nChairs left in twilight, pauses between\r\nScattered confessions, drift from the floor (almost, not quite)\r\n\r\n[Prelude]\r\nSoft light leaking (veiled by vapor)\r\nRooms bloom with static (cracks in the glow)\r\nBreathless beginning (just a suggestion)\r\nWall clock is humming, a blurred kind of hour\r\n\r\n[Fragment]\r\nMemory flickers, half-exhaled\r\nCurtains drift open, silver and slow (never quite clear)\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nShadows crawl sideways (names out of focus)\r\nChimes from a distance (hinting at dawn)\r\nOverlapping footsteps, different directions (half a goodbye)\r\nEmpty glass waiting, glimmer and pause\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSilver reflection (only shadows move)\r\nStill water shivers, under sapphire moons (waiting for a shape)\r\nFragments of laughter, drift along the ceiling (just out of reach)\r\nTime keeps slipping, through our gentle hands\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nSoftly, softly, slowly, slowly\r\nEchoes, echoes, empty, empty\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nA window half open (someone breathing in)\r\nSheets gather patterns (like rivers on skin)\r\nOne voice, then another, melting into silence (forgotten phrase)\r\nHidden and hollow, the minutes dissolve\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nTangled in daylight, blurred at the seams\r\nYou finish my sentence, I wake from the dream\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSilver reflection (only shadows move)\r\nStill water shivers, under sapphire moons (waiting for a shape)\r\nFragments of laughter, drift along the ceiling (just out of reach)\r\nTime keeps slipping, through our gentle hands\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nSoftly, softly, slowly, slowly\r\nEchoes, echoes, empty, empty\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nFrosted breath lingers (inside the quiet air)\r\nWords caught in corners (stretched, unraveling)\r\nFaces in windows, slipping through curtains (unfinished thought)\r\nLines of the morning, folding apart\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSomewhere, flickering, a signal remains\r\nBorrowed horizon blurs, nothing explains\r\nHalf-spoken meaning, tangled in daylight (falling away)\r\nStone turns to vapor, nothing to claim\r\n\r\n[Coda]\r\nShimmer of blue glass (drifting sideways)\r\nEyes in the hallway, caught on a thought (broken refrain)\r\nSomething forgotten, brushing the surface (slowly returns)\r\nNames growing distant, tangled in mist\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nSilent, silent, fading, fading\r\nHollow, hollow, waiting, waiting\r\n\r\n[Fragment]\r\nUnfinished signals (midnight unspooling)\r\n\r\n[Fragment]\r\nThreads unravel slowly (words in the vapor)\r\nGlass turning opal, suspended in sleep (slipping between)\r\nAlmost a memory, dissolving in silence (lost at the edge)\r\nNothing left to answer, drifting apart\r\n\r\n[Outro Reprise]\r\nStillness returning, a promise unkept\r\nCeiling of silver, no footsteps are left\r\nSecret intention, flicker and fade (hanging untied)\r\nMidnight receding, no one replies\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nEmpty, empty, fading, fading\r\nWeightless, weightless, silent, silent\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-08 20:30:01', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/gentle-hands-14', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Gentle_Hands.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('480', NULL, 'Fading Signals on Dusk', '0', 'fading-signals-on-dusk', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Intro]\r\nFrosted glass horizon, slipping into blue\r\nSignals flicker, something almost true\r\nMurmurs drifting, woven through the air\r\nGhost of meaning, vanishing somewhere\r\n(Nobody hears)\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nTide marks scattered, footprints out of phase\r\nShadows lengthen, stretching through the haze\r\nMirrored faces glimmer on the shore\r\n(Half-remembered, wanting nothing more)\r\nTime dissolves in lines that never meet\r\nRhythms cracking underneath our feet\r\n(Outside the range)\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSignal drifting thin, tracing lines on silver sand\r\n(Faint transmission, slipping from our hand)\r\nEmpty towers blink beyond the surf’s retreat\r\n(Static humming, cooling at my feet)\r\nSwept by distant waves nobody sees\r\nWires hum and shiver, lost in the breeze\r\n(No returning call)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStatic on the shore\r\nFading signals calling out alone\r\n(Calling out alone)\r\nTwilight on the water, never clear, never known\r\n(Drifting in the zone)\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic crackles, night descends\r\nSignals breaking, never ends\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nRipples chase memory under haze\r\nLit windows blinking codes across the bay\r\n(Across the bay)\r\nYour shadow follows, merges with the grey\r\n(With the grey)\r\nNothing left to say\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nTuned to the silence, hear the pulse below\r\nTransmission melting slow\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStatic on the shore\r\nFading signals calling out alone\r\n(Calling out alone)\r\nTwilight on the water, never clear, never known\r\n(Drifting in the zone)\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic crackles, night descends\r\nSignals breaking, never ends\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nPebbles clicking, cold and sure\r\nLight flickers, secret code on the waves\r\nEyes adjust to every distant spark\r\n(Channel fading out)\r\nRefrain grows sharper as the day departs\r\n(Static sinking in)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStatic on the shore\r\nFading signals calling out alone\r\n(Calling out alone)\r\nTwilight on the water, never clear, never known\r\n(Drifting in the zone)\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStatic crackles, night descends\r\nSignals breaking, never ends', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-08 20:30:22', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/fading-signals-on-dusk-15', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Fading_Signals_on_Dusk.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('481', '', 'Lanterns Grown Pale', '0', 'lanterns-grown-pale', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Prologue]\r\nShutters half-open, the garden still wet\r\nPerfume and laughter, I cannot forget\r\nJackets abandoned, shadows on tile\r\nPromises linger for one fragile while\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nFirst touch of daylight creeps under the door\r\nVoices unravel, no need to pretend anymore\r\nA trace of last midnight clings to my sleeve\r\nAll of the leaving begins as we breathe\r\n\r\n[Intro]\r\nVelvet coats draped on the back of a chair\r\nBarefoot on carpet, the dim chandeliers\r\nSoft little laughter, embers in glass\r\nThe end clings to silence that nobody asks\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nEyes tracing patterns where footprints remain\r\nGold on the table, a spill like the rain\r\nShifting through whispers, the night almost spent\r\nSomeone looks back where the evening just went\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nLong shadows tumbling from candles and skin\r\nWaiting for morning to quietly begin\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nFarewell to the foyer, the curtains drawn back\r\nShoes in my hands, no promises kept\r\nSilver confetti in my pocket, turning to dust\r\nSun drawing lines across faces I trust\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOooh, goodbye, adieu, au revoir\r\nOooh, slipping into morning’s arms\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nSomeone is laughing, it floats down the stair\r\nGhosts in the hallway, smoke in the air\r\nHand on the doorknob, pausing to breathe\r\nA room full of wishes still tangled in leaves\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEvery hour echoed, glasses all drained\r\nAll that was spoken dissolves with the rain\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nFarewell to the foyer, all lanterns grown pale\r\nMy coat on my shoulders, new stories to nail\r\nShadows behind me stretch long and forgive\r\nSunrise approaching, reminding to live\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOooh, goodbye, adieu, au revoir\r\nOooh, slipping into morning’s arms\r\n\r\n[Outro - Harmonized]\r\nFarewell to the foyer, we’re gone\r\n(Farewell to the foyer, we’re gone)\r\n\r\n[Coda]\r\nOne last reflection in glass by the door\r\nThreads of our laughter asleep on the floor\r\nSteps on the gravel, a chorus of birds\r\nMemory slipping from colors to words\r\n\r\n[Final Line - Harmonized]\r\nFarewell to the foyer, almost dawn\r\n(Farewell to the foyer, almost dawn)\r\n', '', '', '2026-03-08 20:30:40', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/lanterns-grown-pale-16', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Lanterns_Grown_Pale.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('482', NULL, 'Farwell to the Foyer', '0', 'farwell-to-the-foyer', '2026-01-07', 'Phantom Sessions Vol. 2', '[Intro]\r\nLast of the laughter still hangs in the hall\r\nCrystal reflections slip down the wall\r\nFootsteps in patience, the clock ticking slow\r\nRooms breathing secrets that only we know\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nWhisper of perfume swirling the air\r\nCards on the table, no one to care\r\nFalling through hours like pages we turn\r\nEyes tracing sunlight, too full to yearn\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nCurtains half-open, the city asleep\r\nCups and confessions piled in a heap\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nFarewell to the foyer, the curtains drawn back\r\nShoes in my hands, no promises kept\r\nSilver confetti in my pocket, turning to dust\r\nSun drawing lines across faces I trust\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOooh, goodbye, adieu, au revoir\r\nOooh, slipping into morning’s arms\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nSomeone is laughing, it floats down the stair\r\nGhosts in the hallway, smoke in the air\r\nHand on the doorknob, pausing to breathe\r\nA room full of wishes still tangled in leaves\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEvery hour echoed, glasses all drained\r\nAll that was spoken dissolves with the rain\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nFarewell to the foyer, all lanterns grown pale\r\nMy coat on my shoulders, new stories to nail\r\nShadows behind me stretch long and forgive\r\nSunrise approaching, reminding to live\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOooh, goodbye, adieu, au revoir\r\nOooh, slipping into morning’s arms\r\n\r\n[Outro - Harmonized]\r\nFarewell to the foyer, we’re gone\r\n(Farewell to the foyer, we’re gone)\r\n\r\n[Outro Reprise]\r\nNo turning back, the hallway dim\r\nLight curling around a song\'s old hymn\r\nFingers brush velvet along the wall\r\nA hush falls deep, morning calls\r\n\r\n[Final Harmonized Line]\r\nFarewell to the foyer, it lingers on\r\n(Farewell to the foyer, it lingers\r\n\r\n[Coda]\r\nSteps on the pavement, dew in the air\r\nJackets pulled tighter, the world unaware\r\nStreetlights are flickering, pale and remote\r\nLaughter still clings to the seams of my coat\r\n\r\n[Finale]\r\nWe cross into morning, silent and slow\r\nThe color behind us, a lingering glow\r\nOne glance exchanged as the doors close behind\r\nA promise in leaving, a peace we will find\r\n\r\n[Last Harmonized Line]\r\nFarewell to the foyer, the memory shines\r\n(Farewell to the foyer, the memory shines)', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-08 20:31:06', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/farewell-to-the-foyer-17', '1', '1', 'PSV2/Farewell_to_the_Foyer.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('483', '', 'Homage in Static and Fog', '0', 'homage-in-static-and-fog', '2025-09-20', 'Through the Velvet Glass', 'Instrumental', '', '', '2026-03-09 19:21:36', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/homage-in-static-and-fog-abridged-1?in=samewavelength/sets/throught-the-velvet-glass-ep', '1', '1', 'TTVG/Homage_in_Static_and_Fog.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('484', '', 'Down the Depths', '0', 'down-the-depths', '2025-09-20', 'Through the Velvet Glass', 'Instrumental', '', '', '2026-03-09 19:27:12', '', '', '1', '1', 'TTVG/Down_the_Depths.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('485', '', 'Surrender your Warmth', '0', 'surrender-your-warmth', '2025-09-20', 'Through the Velvet Glass', '[Verse 1]\r\nA flicker of light… down a hallway of dust.\r\nA smile too wide… in a frame of rust.\r\nThe sound of a scream… wrapped in velvet and lace.\r\nI found your secret… in that hollow space.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI found your secret… beneath the floor\r\nThat familiar smile… I can’t ignore\r\nYou breathe in slow-motion… I taste the glow\r\nNow nowhere’s safe… and no one knows\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd it feels so strange… so terribly true.\r\nI’m falling down… deep into you.\r\nA world of whispers… behind the door…\r\nI don’t wanna know… anymore…\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nSo surrender your warmth… to me, my love\r\nThat tender fire… you’re so proud of\r\nLet the darkness pull you under\r\nLet our silence tear the night apart…\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd it feels so strange… so terribly true.\r\nI’m falling down… deep into you.\r\nA world of whispers… behind the door…\r\nI don’t wanna know… anymore…', '', '', '2026-03-09 19:28:38', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/surrender-your-warmth-3', '1', '1', 'TTVG/Surrender_Your_Warmth.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('486', '', 'Shadow in the Bookhouse', '0', 'shadow-in-the-bookhouse', '2025-09-20', 'Through the Velvet Glass', 'Instrumental', '', '', '2026-03-09 19:32:28', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/shadow-in-the-bookhouse', '1', '1', 'TTVG/Shadow_in_the_Bookhouse.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('487', '', 'Dark Doppelganger', '0', 'dark-doppelganger', '2025-09-20', 'Through the Velvet Glass', 'Instrumental', '', '', '2026-03-09 19:35:38', '', '', '1', '1', 'TTVG/Dark_Doppelganger.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('488', '', 'Shadow of the Bookhouse (Reprise)', '0', 'shadow-of-the-bookhouse-reprise', '2025-09-20', 'Through the Velvet Glass', 'Instrumental', '', '', '2026-03-09 19:36:35', '', '', '1', '1', 'TTVG/Shadow_in_the_Bookhouse_(Reprise).mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('489', '', 'Through the Trees (Moonlit)', '0', 'through-the-trees-moonlit', '2025-09-20', 'Through the Velvet Glass', 'Instrumentsl', '', '', '2026-03-09 19:38:35', '', '', '1', '1', 'TTVG/Through_the_Trees_(Moonlit).mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('490', NULL, 'I\'m Done', '0', 'i-m-done', '2026-03-13', 'Shoreline2', '[Intro]\r\nNo, no, no, I\'m done\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nI used to think that you were kinda cute\r\nA silly crush, a harmless pursuit\r\nBut now I see you for who you are\r\nJust another player, reaching for a star\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nYou talk a big game, but your words are cheap\r\nPromises broken, secrets you keep\r\nI\'m not your puppet, I won\'t dance for you\r\nMy strings are cut, I\'m breaking through\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t want you, no, I don\'t need you\r\nYou\'re just a headache, a constant issue\r\nGo find another girl to play your games\r\n\'Cause honey, I\'m not calling out your name\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYou think you\'re clever, a master of disguise\r\nBut I see the truth behind your lying eyes\r\nYou build me up just to tear me down\r\nWell, guess what? I\'m wearing the crown\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nYou talk a big game, but your words are cheap\r\nPromises broken, secrets you keep\r\nI\'m not your puppet, I won\'t dance for you\r\nMy strings are cut, I\'m breaking through\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t want you, no, I don\'t need you\r\nYou\'re just a headache, a constant issue\r\nGo find another girl to play your games\r\n\'Cause honey, I\'m not calling out your name\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nYou\'re just like Bibi Netanyahu\r\nCausing drama wherever you go\r\nBuilding walls and stirring hate\r\nI\'m shutting you out, it\'s not up for debate\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t want you, no, I don\'t need you\r\nYou\'re just a headache, a constant issue\r\nGo find another girl to play your games\r\n\'Cause honey, I\'m not calling out your name\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nNo, I\'m done, I\'m so done\r\nYou\'re just like Bibi Netanyahu\r\nSo bye, bye, bye, I\'m moving on\r\nI\'m better off without you, yeah, I\'m gone\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-13 15:40:16', '1314,1315', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/im-done', '1', '1', 'Shoreline2/I\'m_Done.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('491', '', 'Mistaken Identity', '1', 'mistaken-identity', '2026-03-13', 'Shoreline2', '[Intro]\r\nWho do you see when you look at me?\r\nA painted picture, a fantasy?\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nMirrors reflect, but they don\'t define\r\nThis masquerade, it isn\'t mine\r\nYou build me up with your expectations\r\nBut I\'m crumbling under these fabrications\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIs this who you want me to be?\r\nA puppet dancing on your strings, carefree?\r\nBut the truth is aching, a burning fire\r\nI\'m more than the image you desire\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMistaken identity, a twisted game\r\nYou call my name, but it\'s not the same\r\nThis isn\'t me, can\'t you understand?\r\nI\'m breaking free, taking back my hand\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI see the whispers, the judging eyes\r\nTrapped in your world of fabricated lies\r\nYou try to mold me, control my fate\r\nBut I\'m rewriting the story, sealing your gate\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIs this who you want me to be?\r\nA perfect doll for your vanity?\r\nBut the truth is screaming, a violent storm\r\nI\'m tearing down the walls, defying your norm\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMistaken identity, a twisted game\r\nYou call my name, but it\'s not the same\r\nThis isn\'t me, can\'t you understand?\r\nI\'m breaking free, taking back my hand\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI\'m shedding the skin, the borrowed face\r\nEmbracing the flaws, finding my place\r\nNo longer hiding, no longer afraid\r\nThis is my story, bravely remade\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMistaken identity, a twisted game\r\nYou call my name, but it\'s not the same\r\nThis isn\'t me, can\'t you understand?\r\nI\'m breaking free, taking back my hand\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nThis is me, finally me\r\nAuthentically, unapologetically\r\nFree.\r\n', '', '', '2026-03-13 16:07:36', '1316,1317,1321,1322', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/mistaken-identity', '1', '1', 'Shoreline2/Mistaken_Identity_(remix).mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('492', '', 'Not the Ghost', '1', 'not-the-ghost', '2026-03-13', 'Shoreline2', '[Verse 1]\r\nSilver\r\nHarder than you thought\r\nI am heavy\r\nWeight you never bought\r\nCold\r\nLike winter on the glass\r\nNothing here\r\nNothing will pass\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWho do you want\r\nWho do you want me to be\r\nCause I\'m not the ghost\r\nNo I\'m not the ghost you see\r\nI am a person\r\nI am a person\r\nI am a person\r\nAnd I am free\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nNot her\r\nNot her\r\nNo no no\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nPaper doll\r\nTorn at the edges\r\nSafe\r\nHidden in the hedges\r\nStop\r\nLooking at the frame\r\nI don\'t fit\r\nI don\'t play your game\r\nBlack ink\r\nSpilled across the floor\r\nLock the gate\r\nWalk out the door\r\nGone\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWho do you want\r\nWho do you want me to be\r\nCause I\'m not the ghost\r\nNo I\'m not the ghost you see\r\nI am a person\r\nI am a person\r\nI am a person\r\nAnd I am free\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nNot her\r\nNot her\r\nNo no no\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe you like the silence\r\nMaybe you like the distance\r\nMaybe you like the way I disappear\r\nBut I\'m right here\r\nBut I\'m right here\r\nLouder than your fear\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWho do you want\r\nWho do you want me to be\r\nCause I\'m not the ghost\r\nNo I\'m not the ghost you see\r\nI am a person\r\nI am a person\r\nI am a person\r\nAnd I am free\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nWho do you want\r\nYou don\'t know me\r\nYou don\'t know me at all\r\nFade out\r\nJust fade out\r\nSilver glass', '', '', '2026-03-13 16:09:00', '1318,1319', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/not-the-ghost', '1', '1', 'Shoreline2/Not_the_Ghost.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('493', NULL, 'Sleep Deprivation', '0', 'sleep-deprivation', '2026-03-13', 'Embittered Poet', '[Verse 1] [Indie Rock]\r\nThe hum of Fallas, a symphony of dread\r\nAnother sleepless night, another thought in my head\r\nThey pound on the pavement, they scream and they shout\r\nOblivious to the delicate soul, trying to get out\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Melancholy]\r\nOh, sleep deprivation, my constant companion\r\nA catatonic state, my weary dominion\r\nThe noise outside, a relentless attack\r\nIt will take me one year, just to get my life back\r\n\r\n[Verse 2] [Dry Wit]\r\nThe concierge shrugs, \"It\'s always like this, you see\"\r\nAs if my misery is commonplace, you agree?\r\nThey offer earplugs, a pathetic defense\r\nAgainst the cacophony, the utter lack of sense\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Melancholy]\r\nOh, sleep deprivation, my constant companion\r\nA catatonic state, my weary dominion\r\nThe noise outside, a relentless attack\r\nIt will take me one year, just to get my life back\r\n\r\n[Bridge] [Slightly More Upbeat]\r\nPerhaps a quiet cottage, far from the urban blight\r\nWhere birdsong replaces sirens, and stars fill the night\r\nA sanctuary of silence, a respite from the fray\r\nWhere an artist can sleep, and finally seize the day\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Melancholy]\r\nOh, sleep deprivation, my constant companion\r\nA catatonic state, my weary dominion\r\nThe noise outside, a relentless attack\r\nIt will take me one year, just to get my life back\r\n\r\n[Outro] [Fade Out]\r\nOne year... to recover... one year... to forget...\r\nThe noise... the city... the endless regret...', 'MORRISSEY Cancels Show “Due to Sleep Deprivation” and Being in a “Catatonic State”, Blames Noise Outside Hotel Room: “It Will Take Me One Year to Recover”.\r\n\r\nMorrissey cancels his concert in Valencia due to “lack of sleep” because of the Fallas noise: “It’s catatonic”. The artist had scheduled a concert for tonight at the Palau de les Arts in Valencia, but has suspended it because he \"could not sleep or rest during the night due to the noise of the festival', NULL, '2026-03-13 17:49:55', '1320', NULL, '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('494', '', 'Chemical Trick', '0', 'chemical-trick', '2026-03-16', 'Embittered Poet', '[Verse 1]\r\nGlass bottles\r\nEmpty\r\nHeavy liquid lies\r\nYou spray the wrist to hide the rust\r\nThe scent of musk\r\nIs just a mask\r\nFor a soul turned cold\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt is all a chemical trick\r\nSuch a cruel\r\nAnd clever trick\r\nVile vapor \r\nWashing over me\r\nIt is all a chemical trick\r\nSuch a cruel\r\nAnd clever trick\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nSweet jasmine\r\nChoking out the truth\r\nI see the rot beneath your skin\r\nThe gardenia\r\nThe orchid\r\nThe rose\r\nAll these petals are thin\r\nSo paper thin\r\nWilted \r\nDry\r\nWasted on a ghost like you\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt is all a chemical trick\r\nSuch a cruel\r\nAnd clever trick\r\nVile vapor \r\nWashing over me\r\nIt is all a chemical trick\r\nSuch a cruel\r\nAnd clever trick\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nWash it off\r\nWash it all off\r\nWash it right off\r\nThe water knows the way\r\nThe soap knows the way\r\nThe drain knows the way\r\nNothing smells as foul as a lie\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nA splash\r\nOf fake\r\nSummer rain\r\nDrowning the stench of your regret\r\nI remember\r\nI recall\r\nI regret\r\nThe day you bought that vial\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt is all a chemical trick\r\nSuch a cruel\r\nAnd clever trick\r\nVile vapor \r\nWashing over me\r\nIt is all a chemical trick\r\nSuch a cruel\r\nAnd clever trick\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nJust a trick\r\nJust a trick\r\nSuch a cruel and clever trick\r\nGo on\r\nSpray it again\r\nHide away\r\nHide away\r\nHide away\r\n', 'Sourced from Sonauto following thwe prompt: Perfume is Deception', 'See the mash-up version', '2026-03-16 14:12:43', '1323,1324', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('495', '', 'Perfume is Deception', '0', 'perfume-is-deception', '2026-03-16', 'Embittered Poet', '[Verse 1] [Baritone Voice]\r\nThe air is thick with promises untold\r\nA fragrant veil, a story to unfold\r\nBut I, I see the truth behind the scent\r\nA masquerade, a heart that\'s misspent\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Wistful]\r\nPerfume is deception, darling, can\'t you see?\r\nYour fragrance is a lie, it\'s not the real you, to me\r\nA painted smile, a carefully crafted guise\r\nBut I can see the sadness in your eyes\r\n\r\n[Verse 2] [Slightly Bitter]\r\nYou walk on by, a cloud of sweet perfume\r\nEnticing all, sealing their doom\r\nThey fall for it, this manufactured charm\r\nOblivious to the brewing storm\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [More Emphatic]\r\nPerfume is deception, darling, can\'t you see?\r\nYour fragrance is a lie, it\'s not the real you, to me\r\nA painted smile, a carefully crafted guise\r\nBut I can see the sadness in your eyes\r\n\r\n[Bridge] [Spoken Word]\r\nBeneath the surface, a lonely soul resides\r\nYearning for truth, where honesty presides\r\nBut trapped it is, behind the fragrant wall\r\nAfraid to break free, lest it should fall\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Resigned]\r\nPerfume is deception, darling, I can see\r\nYour fragrance is a lie, it\'s not the real you, to me\r\nA painted smile, a carefully crafted guise\r\nAnd I still see the sadness in your eyes\r\n\r\n[Outro] [Fading]\r\nDeception...a lie...sadness in your eyes...\r\nThe perfume lingers, as the truth dies.\r\n', 'From Suno Prompt: Morrissey - Perfume is deception, your fragrance is a lie', '<a href=\"display.php?id=496\">See the mash-up version</a>', '2026-03-16 14:14:50', '1325,1326', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('496', '', 'Perfume is Deception x Chemical Trick (Mashup)', '0', 'perfume-is-deception-x-chemical-trick-mashup', '2026-03-16', 'Embittered Poet', 'Take 1: \r\n\r\n[Intro]  \r\nGlass bottles  \r\nEmpty  \r\nHeavy liquid lies  \r\nThe air is thick with promises untold  \r\nA fragrant veil, a story to unfold  \r\n\r\nYou spray the wrist to hide the rust  \r\nThe scent of musk is just a mask  \r\nFor a soul turned cold  \r\nBut I, I see the truth behind the scent  \r\nA masquerade, a heart that\'s misspent  \r\n\r\n[Verse]  \r\nYou walk on by, a cloud of sweet perfume  \r\nEnticing all, sealing their doom  \r\nSweet jasmine choking out the truth  \r\nI see the rot beneath your skin  \r\n\r\nThe gardenia, the orchid, the rose  \r\nAll these petals are thin, so paper thin  \r\nWilted, dry,  \r\nWasted on a ghost like you  \r\n\r\nBeneath the surface, a lonely soul resides  \r\nYearning for truth, where honesty presides  \r\nBut trapped it is behind the fragrant wall  \r\nAfraid to break free, lest it should fall  \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]  \r\nYou spray the wrist to hide the rust  \r\nThe scent of musk is just a mask  \r\nVile vapor washing over me  \r\nOblivious to the brewing storm  \r\n\r\n[Hook – Call & Response]  \r\nPerfume is deception, darling, can\'t you see?  \r\n(It is all a chemical trick)  \r\nYour fragrance is a lie, it\'s not the real you, to me  \r\n(Such a cruel and clever trick)  \r\n\r\nA painted smile, a carefully crafted guise  \r\n(It is all a chemical trick)  \r\nBut I can see the sadness in your eyes  \r\n(Vile vapor washing over me)  \r\n\r\n[Bridge – Spoken / Broken]  \r\nWash it off  \r\nWash it all off  \r\nThe water knows the way  \r\nThe soap knows the way  \r\nThe drain knows the way  \r\nNothing smells as foul as a lie  \r\n\r\nWash it off, that fragrant wall  \r\nPerfume is deception, let it fall  \r\n\r\n[Drop – Chorus Blend]  \r\nPerfume is deception, darling, can\'t you see?  \r\nIt is all a chemical trick  \r\nYour fragrance is a lie, it\'s not the real you, to me  \r\nSuch a cruel and clever trick  \r\n\r\nA painted smile, a carefully crafted guise  \r\nVile vapor washing over me  \r\nAnd I still see the sadness in your eyes  \r\nSuch a cruel and clever trick  \r\n\r\n[Final Build]  \r\nA splash of fake summer rain  \r\nDrowning the stench of your regret  \r\nI remember, I recall, I regret  \r\nThe day you bought that vial  \r\n\r\nDeception… a lie… sadness in your eyes…  \r\nJust a trick, just a trick  \r\nSuch a cruel and clever trick  \r\n\r\nPerfume is deception, darling, I can see  \r\nGo on, spray it again, hide away from me  \r\nYour fragrance is a lie, it\'s not the real you, to me  \r\nHide away, hide away, hide away  \r\n\r\n[Outro]  \r\nDeception… a lie… sadness in your eyes…  \r\nThe perfume lingers,  \r\nIt is all a chemical trick,  \r\nAs the truth dies.\r\n\r\n\r\nTake 2:\r\n\r\n[Intro]  \r\nGlass bottles  \r\nEmpty  \r\nHeavy liquid lies  \r\nThe air is thick with promises untold  \r\nA fragrant veil, a story to unfold  \r\n\r\nYou spray the wrist to hide the rust  \r\nThe scent of musk is just a mask  \r\nFor a soul turned cold  \r\nBut I, I see the truth behind the scent  \r\nA masquerade, a heart that\'s misspent  \r\n\r\n[Verse]  \r\nYou walk on by, a cloud of sweet perfume  \r\nEnticing all, sealing their doom  \r\nSweet jasmine choking out the truth  \r\nI see the rot beneath your skin  \r\n\r\nThe gardenia, the orchid, the rose  \r\nAll these petals are thin, so paper thin  \r\nWilted, dry,  \r\nWasted on a ghost like you  \r\n\r\nBeneath the surface, a lonely soul resides  \r\nYearning for truth, where honesty presides  \r\nBut trapped it is behind the fragrant wall  \r\nAfraid to break free, lest it should fall  \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]  \r\nYou spray the wrist to hide the rust  \r\nThe scent of musk is just a mask  \r\nVile vapor washing over me  \r\nOblivious to the brewing storm  \r\n\r\n[Hook – Call & Response]  \r\nPerfume is deception, darling, can\'t you see?  \r\n(It is all a chemical trick)  \r\nYour fragrance is a lie, it\'s not the real you, to me  \r\n(Such a cruel and clever trick)  \r\n\r\nA painted smile, a carefully crafted guise  \r\n(It is all a chemical trick)  \r\nBut I can see the sadness in your eyes  \r\n(Vile vapor washing over me)  \r\n\r\n[Bridge – Spoken / Broken]  \r\nWash it off  \r\nWash it all off  \r\nThe water knows the way  \r\nThe soap knows the way  \r\nThe drain knows the way  \r\nNothing smells as foul as a lie  \r\n\r\nWash it off, that fragrant wall  \r\nPerfume is deception, let it fall  \r\n\r\n[Drop – Chorus Blend]  \r\nPerfume is deception, darling, can\'t you see?  \r\nIt is all a chemical trick  \r\nYour fragrance is a lie, it\'s not the real you, to me  \r\nSuch a cruel and clever trick  \r\n\r\nA painted smile, a carefully crafted guise  \r\nVile vapor washing over me  \r\nAnd I still see the sadness in your eyes  \r\nSuch a cruel and clever trick  \r\n\r\n[Final Build]  \r\nA splash of fake summer rain  \r\nDrowning the stench of your regret  \r\nI remember, I recall, I regret  \r\nThe day you bought that vial  \r\n\r\nDeception… a lie… sadness in your eyes…  \r\nJust a trick, just a trick  \r\nSuch a cruel and clever trick  \r\n\r\nPerfume is deception, darling, I can see  \r\nGo on, spray it again, hide away from me  \r\nYour fragrance is a lie, it\'s not the real you, to me  \r\nHide away, hide away, hide away  \r\n\r\n[Outro]  \r\nDeception… a lie… sadness in your eyes…  \r\nThe perfume lingers,  \r\nIt is all a chemical trick,  \r\nAs the truth dies.\r\n', '', 'Inspired by the Morrissey-ism \"Make-up is a Lie\", this track explores the olfactory equivalent: \"Perfume is Deception\".\r\n\r\nThe creation was a deliberate \"Chemical Trick\" itself—starting with a structural skeleton in Sonauto to break the usual AI melodic ruts, then ported to Suno for a lyrical mash-up. The final 5:23 version is a sprawling edit, forcing two different AI sessions into a singular, jangling dialogue on the nature of artificial allure. A study in warbling cynicism.\r\n\r\nMade from: <a href=\"../../tracks/perfume-is-deception\">Perfume is Deception</a> and <a href=\"../../tracks/chemical-trick\">Chemical Trick</a>\r\n\r\nUsing the \"Chemical Trick\" title for SoundCloud.', '2026-03-16 14:28:27', '1327,1328', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/chemical-trick', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('497', '', 'What Am I Missing?', '0', 'what-am-i-missing', '2026-03-16', 'Shoreline2', '[Verse 1]\r\nHe said \"Can I? Can I?\"\r\nLike a kid with a sweetie jar\r\nI said \"I don\'t know, can you?\"\r\nRaising my brow, playing it hard\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nHe didn\'t look as though he could\r\nAll bravado, misunderstood\r\nI laughed and turned away\r\nDidn\'t think he\'d have the nerve to say\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\"Girl, you don\'t know what you\'re missing\"\r\n(Oh-oh-oh)\r\n\"A love like mine, you\'ll be wishing\"\r\n(Oh-oh-oh)\r\nI just smiled, a little bit sly\r\n\'Cause honey, I can see right through your lie\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nHe tried again, same old line\r\n\'Bout how he\'s one of a kind\r\nBut I\'ve heard it all before\r\nSame script, walking out the door\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nHe didn\'t look as though he could\r\nAll bravado, misunderstood\r\nI laughed and turned away\r\nKnew he\'d crumble by the end of the day\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\"Girl, you don\'t know what you\'re missing\"\r\n(Oh-oh-oh)\r\n\"A love like mine, you\'ll be wishing\"\r\n(Oh-oh-oh)\r\nI just smiled, a little bit sly\r\n\'Cause honey, I can see right through your lie\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe someday I\'ll fall for the charm\r\nBut today, you\'re causing no alarm\r\nI\'m not impressed, I\'m not naive\r\nSo save your breath and just believe\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\"Girl, you don\'t know what you\'re missing\"\r\n(Oh-oh-oh)\r\n\"A love like mine, you\'ll be wishing\"ha\r\n(Oh-oh-oh)\r\nI just smiled, a little bit sly\r\n\'Cause honey, I can see right through your lie\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n(Oh-oh-oh)\r\nSee right through your lie\r\n(Oh-oh-oh)\r\nYeah, I see right through your lie\r\n', '', 'Partially inspired by the story of when Bowie allegedly asked Debbie Harry, \"Can I fuck you?\" She replied, \"I don\'t know, can you?\"', '2026-03-16 18:20:30', '1329,1330', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/what-am-i-missing', '1', '1', 'Shoreline2/What_Am_I_Missing_.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('498', '', 'Not the One', '0', 'not-the-one', '2026-03-18', 'Shoreline2', '[Verse 1]\r\nSilver rings\r\nSlipping through my fingers\r\nWait\r\nI held the door for a ghost\r\nNow I find\r\nCold tiles\r\nUnderneath my feet\r\nBroken glass and heavy heat\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou wanted more than I had\r\nYou wanted more than I had\r\nLooking for a saviour\r\nSomeone to fix your behaviour\r\nI am not the one\r\nNot the one\r\nNot the one\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nBlack ink\r\nStaining all your letters\r\nHeavy\r\nYou expected gold from lead\r\nLiar\r\nWrong time\r\nWrong place to be\r\nDrowning in your misery\r\nStop\r\nJust breathe\r\nNothing left to give\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou wanted more than I had\r\nYou wanted more than I had\r\nLooking for a saviour\r\nSomeone to fix your behaviour\r\nI am not the one\r\nNot the one\r\nNot the one\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe you need a mirror\r\nMaybe you need a map\r\nMaybe you need a miracle\r\nSearching for a mountain\r\nFinding just a hole\r\nStaring at the ceiling\r\nLosing all control\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou wanted more than I had\r\nYou wanted more than I had\r\nLooking for a saviour\r\nSomeone to fix your behaviour\r\nI am not the one\r\nNot the one\r\nNot the one\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nYour expectations\r\nThey are falling down\r\nFalling down\r\nFalling down\r\nAway from me\r\nAway from me\r\nJust let it be', '', '', '2026-03-18 17:47:57', '1337,1338', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/not-the-one', '1', '1', 'Shoreline2/Not_the_One.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('499', '', 'Am I Living in the Twilight Zone?', '0', 'am-i-living-in-the-twilight-zone', '2026-03-19', 'Shoreline2', '[Verse 1]\r\nStrange\r\nThe clock hand\r\nFrozen on the wall\r\nNothing moves at all\r\nHeavy air\r\nEverywhere\r\nStaring at the ceiling\r\nSickly feeling\r\nGray\r\nOutside today\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAm I living in the Twilight Zone\r\nOut here on my own\r\nIs this the Twilight Zone\r\nPicking up the phone\r\nBut the line is dead\r\nJust like I said\r\nTwilight Zone\r\nTwilight Zone\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOoh la la la\r\nOoh la la la\r\nCaught in a blur\r\nOoh la la la\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nGhostly \r\nKitchen light\r\nFlickers like a pulse\r\nIs it someone else\r\nWalking \r\nUp the hall\r\nTracing every shadow\r\nLooking out the window\r\nEmpty\r\nStreets below\r\nCold wind starts to blow\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAm I living in the Twilight Zone\r\nOut here on my own\r\nIs this the Twilight Zone\r\nPicking up the phone\r\nBut the line is dead\r\nJust like I said\r\nTwilight Zone\r\nTwilight Zone\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOoh la la la\r\nOoh la la la\r\nCaught in a blur\r\nOoh la la la\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI wake up\r\nI look up\r\nI give up\r\nNo one hears me calling\r\nI am falling\r\nFalling away\r\nFalling today\r\nNo color in the sky\r\nNo truth in the lie\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAm I living in the Twilight Zone\r\nOut here on my own\r\nIs this the Twilight Zone\r\nPicking up the phone\r\nBut the line is dead\r\nJust like I said\r\nTwilight Zone\r\nTwilight Zone\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nWhere did I go\r\nWhere did I go\r\nTwilight Zone\r\nJust a dream\r\nJust a dream\r\nGone\r\nGone\r\nGone', 'UK Girl band. Ethereal synth pads create a dreamy atmosphere, layered with gentle reverb-drenched vocals, a slow tempo and a simple, hypnotic beat evoke a sense of strangeness and uncertainty.', '', '2026-03-19 20:06:44', '1339,1340', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/am-i-living-in-the-twilight', '1', '1', 'Shoreline2/Am_I_Living_in the Twilight Zone_.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('500', '', 'Two Bullets Left (The Grey Road)', '0', 'two-bullets-left-the-grey-road', '2026-03-20', 'The Grey Road', '[Intro]\r\n[distorted electric guitar riff, driving drum beat]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[raspy male vocals]\r\nGrey [guitar accents]\r\nNothing Grows\r\nThe road is a wire\r\nCold wind cuts the throat\r\nAsphalt skin\r\nWe crawl\r\nLooking for a rusted tin\r\nOf beans or peaches\r\nHunger is a heavy stone\r\nTied to my neck\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nDon\'t look back, don\'t look back\r\nHold the light\r\nKeep the fire inside your sleep\r\nThe bad men are coming, the bad men are coming\r\nRun away, run away\r\nHide, hide\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nAsh falling slow\r\nWhite dust on your eyelashes\r\nI keep the pistol close\r\nHunger is a heavy stone\r\nTied to my neck\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nDon\'t look back, don\'t look back\r\nHold the light\r\nKeep the fire inside your sleep\r\nThe bad men are coming, the bad men are coming\r\nRun away, run away\r\nHide, hide\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[distorted guitar drops out, clean arpeggiated guitar enters]\r\nAsh falling slow\r\nWhite dust on your eyelashes\r\nI keep the pistol close\r\nTwo bullets\r\nOne for me\r\nOne for the boy\r\nThe cellar door is open\r\nThe smell of rot\r\nIron\r\nOh, blood on the floor\r\nThey eat what they find, they find what they eat\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band enters, high energy]\r\nDon\'t look back, don\'t look back\r\nHold the light\r\nKeep the fire inside your sleep\r\nThe bad men are coming, the bad men are coming\r\nMaybe we reach the coast, maybe the water is blue\r\nMaybe the sun comes out, no more winter, no more salt\r\nNo more hunger, I am the man, I am the father, I am the end\r\nDon\'t look back, don\'t look back\r\nHold the light\r\nKeep the fire inside your sleep\r\nThe bad men are coming, the bad men are coming\r\nCarry the fire, carry the fire\r\nSleep now, sleep, just sleep\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[feedback, sustained guitar chord, drums fade]\r\n', 'Alternative rock track in E minor at 140 BPM. The arrangement features heavily distorted electric guitars playing palm-muted power chords and syncopated riffs. A gritty, overdriven bass guitar follows the kick drum patterns. The drum kit uses a punchy snare, aggressive hi-hat accents, and frequent crash cymbal hits. Male vocals are delivered with a raspy, strained baritone quality, occasionally shifting into a melodic belt. The production uses a dry, close-mic sound for the drums and layered guitar tracks for a wide stereo image. A clean electric guitar bridge provides a brief dynamic contrast with arpeggiated chords before returning to the distorted main theme.\r\n\r\n\r\nIn an ominous era of uncertainty and turmoil, like in the film \"The Road\", the character and his companion scavenge for food and shelter, avoiding cannibals who might want to make a meal out of them.\r\n\r\nDavid Bowie, late 1990s, alternative rock, piano, drums, electric guitar\r\n \r\nTwo Bullets Left / The Grey Road\r\n\r\nExtended from 3:13 to 4:07 with Audjust - then went onto Sonauto and extended to 4:16', 'From the album <a href=\"https://samewavelength.co.uk/albums/the-grey-road/\">The Grey Road</a>', '2026-03-20 17:22:20', '1543,1544', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/two-bullets-left-the-grey-road', '1', '1', 'The_Grey_Road/Two_Bullets_Left.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('501', '', 'Artificial Sky (Momentum of Ghosts)', '0', 'artificial-sky-momentum-of-ghosts', '2026-03-20', 'The Grey Road', '[Intro]\r\n[distorted guitar chugging, mechanical engine sounds]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[gritty male vocals]\r\nSilver, steel jaw, engines hum and rattle\r\nCog gears grinding down the bone\r\nNo exit, no way back, a map is burning in the head\r\nThe war took a momentum of its own\r\nSpinning out of control, spinning out of control\r\nThere was no off-ramp, no off-ramp\r\nJust a long road to the end\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, driving drums]\r\nHey, hey, where do we go?\r\nWhere do we go?\r\n[sustained guitar chords]\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nDeep underground, bunkers lined with silk\r\nSafe from the fire they started, they well\r\nThey sleep sound while we are breathing in the ash\r\nLeaders hiding, leaders lying, leaders laughing in the dark\r\nArtificial sky painted blue, hiding all the falling stars\r\nThe war took a momentum of its own\r\nSpinning out of control, spinning out of control\r\nThere was no off-ramp, no off-ramp\r\nJust a long road to the end\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey, hey, where do we go?\r\nWhere do we go?\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nSelfish nations, selfish allies, selfish empires\r\nTrading lives for a bit of dirt\r\nTrading hearts for a bit of gold\r\nTrading us for nothing at all\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[heavy wah-pedal modulation, rapid shredding, feedback swells]\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nLook up, empty, nothing but the gray\r\nThe birds have all flown away, who stays, who pays?\r\nWho remembers my name?\r\nIs there anyone left, is there anyone home, is there anyone sane?\r\nThe war took a momentum of its own\r\nSpinning out of control, spinning out of control\r\nThere was no off-ramp, no off-ramp\r\nJust a long road to the end\r\nOne of us, one of us left in the rain\r\nLeft in the dust, just us, just us, just us\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[guitar solo continues]\r\nJust us! Just us!\r\nFading out into the white\r\nNo more signal, no more light\r\nThe gears have stopped, the sky is gone\r\nJust us, waiting for the dawn\r\nThat never comes, never comes, never comes\r\nJust us, gone, gone, gone!\r\n[feedback and mechanical noise fade to silence]\r\n', 'Industrial rock with heavy metal influences. Distorted electric guitars play palm-muted chugging riffs and sustained power chords. A gritty, aggressive male vocal delivers melodic but strained lines, shifting into high-register belts during the chorus. The drums feature a compressed, punchy snare and driving kick patterns with frequent crash cymbal accents. A distorted bass guitar follows the guitar riffs closely. Synthesizer layers provide atmospheric textures and mechanical sound effects. The track features a prominent guitar solo with heavy wah-pedal modulation and rapid alternate picking. Tempo is 145 BPM in the key of E minor.\r\n\r\n\r\nPrompt:\r\nThe war took on a momentum of its own\r\nThere was no off-ramp.\r\nEscalation\r\nSelfish nations and their allies\r\nThe leaders didn\'t care\r\nIn luxurious bunkers\r\nFood and artificial sky\r\nBut what of us?\r\n\r\n\r\n// - alternative ending\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nJust us\r\nJust us\r\nFading out\r\nInto the white\r\nNo more signal\r\nNo more light\r\nThe gears have stopped\r\nThe sky is gone\r\nJust us\r\nWaiting for the dawn\r\nThat never comes\r\nNever comes\r\nNever comes\r\n(Just us)\r\n(Just us)\r\nGone\r\nGone\r\nGone\r\n[End]\r\n', 'From the album <a href=\"https://samewavelength.co.uk/albums/the-grey-road/\">The Grey Road</a>', '2026-03-20 21:37:48', '1557,1558,1539,1540', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/artificial-sky-momentum-of', '1', '1', 'The_Grey_Road/Artificial_Sky.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('502', '', 'I Don\'t Fit the Frame You Bought', '0', 'i-don-t-fit-the-frame-you-bought', '2026-03-21', 'Shoreline2', '[Verse 1]\r\nSilver \r\nOn your screen\r\nYou want the glow\r\nOf a plastic dream machine\r\nHardly breathing\r\nYou stare until your eyes get sore\r\nI am not\r\nThe girl from the corridor\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nIt is not a lie\r\nJust because I\'m shy\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nNot your movie\r\nNot your movie\r\nNo no no\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCold\r\nDigital skin\r\nPixelated sin\r\nUnderneath your thumb\r\nYou want me numb\r\nYou want me perfect and loud\r\nBut I am a ghost in the crowd\r\nEmpty\r\nHeavy\r\nI see the way you look at them\r\nI see the way you look at me\r\nI see the way you look at us\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nIt is not a lie\r\nJust because I\'m shy\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nNot your movie\r\nNot your movie\r\nNo no no\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nClose the tab\r\nClose the door\r\nClose your mind\r\nStop looking for a fault in me\r\nStop looking for a flaw in me\r\nStop looking for a fake in me\r\nThe reality is raw\r\nThe reality is here\r\nThe reality is mine\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nIt is not a lie\r\nJust because I\'m shy\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nFalse\r\n\r\n[Refrain]\r\nDisconnected \r\nUncorrected\r\nUnprotected\r\nI\'m just me\r\nDisconnected\r\nUncorrected\r\nUnprotected\r\nI\'m just me\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nLog out of the fantasy\r\nStep back into the room\r\nYou\'re drowning in the imagery\r\nWhile I\'m waiting in the gloom\r\nYou claim you were misled\r\nBy the things I never said\r\nBut I\'m a person, not a file\r\nNot a picture you compile\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nIt is not a lie\r\nJust because I\'m shy\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nNot your movie\r\nNot your movie\r\nNo no no\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nJust real life\r\nNo resolution\r\nNo bright solution\r\nJust me\r\nIn the grey\r\nFade away\r\nOffline\r\nKeep it offline\r\nShut it down\r\nShut it down\r\nNow\r\n(Now)\r\nNow\r\n(Now)\r\nGo on and shut it down\r\n', 'UK girl band, Upbeat R&B, strong beat, layered vocals. Smooth harmonies, a confident delivery, and empowering vibes.\r\n\r\nMade with Sonauto and transferred to Suno.', 'Premise: UK girl band. she disagrees with his notion of false advertising and says that she doesn\'t have to be like the women on his porn sites.', '2026-03-21 15:05:57', '1341,1342', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('503', '', 'I Don\'t Have To Be a Fantasy', '0', 'i-don-t-have-to-be-a-fantasy', '2026-03-21', 'Shoreline2', '[Verse 1]\r\nYou sit there on your throne of lies\r\nFlipping through screens with judging eyes\r\nSaying we ain\'t real, we\'re all a fake\r\nAnother image you can\'t recreate\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nGot your expectations sky high\r\nLiving in a digital alibi\r\nBut I ain\'t buying what you\'re selling\r\nThis ain\'t a story you\'ll be telling\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy\r\nA figment of your twisted reality\r\nI\'m breaking free from your dirty screen\r\nA real woman, can\'t you see?\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYou preach about false advertising\r\nWhile you\'re lost in your own fantasizing\r\nComparing me to pixels on a screen\r\nHoney, that\'s just sad, that\'s obscene\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nGot your expectations sky high\r\nLiving in a digital alibi\r\nBut I ain\'t buying what you\'re selling\r\nThis ain\'t a story you\'ll be telling\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy\r\nA figment of your twisted reality\r\nI\'m breaking free from your dirty screen\r\nA real woman, can\'t you see?\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI\'m flesh and blood, with flaws and grace\r\nNot some doll in a digital space\r\nSo take your judgment, shove it away\r\nI\'m living my truth, day by day\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy\r\nA figment of your twisted reality\r\nI\'m breaking free from your dirty screen\r\nA real woman, can\'t you see?\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSo wake up, boy, and open your eyes\r\nReal life is waiting, beyond those lies\r\nReal women, real strength, real fire\r\nWe\'re burning brighter, taking you higher', '', '', '2026-03-21 15:34:59', '1343,1344', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('504', '', 'Silver on Your Screen', '0', 'silver-on-your-screen', '2026-03-21', 'Shoreline2', 'Version #1\r\n\r\n[Intro]  \r\nSilver on your screen  \r\nFlipping through screens with judging eyes  \r\nYou want the glow of a plastic dream machine  \r\nSaying we ain\'t real, we\'re all a fake  \r\nAnother image you can\'t recreate  \r\n\r\n[Verse]  \r\nHardly breathing  \r\nYou stare until your eyes get sore  \r\nYou preach about false advertising  \r\nWhile you\'re lost in your own fantasizing  \r\nComparing me to pixels on a screen  \r\nHoney, that\'s just sad, that\'s obscene  \r\n\r\nI am not  \r\nThe girl from the corridor  \r\nI\'m flesh and blood, with flaws and grace  \r\nNot some doll in a digital space  \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus A → B]  \r\nGot your expectations sky high  \r\nLiving in a digital alibi  \r\nBut I ain\'t buying what you\'re selling  \r\nThis ain\'t a story you\'ll be telling  \r\n\r\nIt is not a lie  \r\nJust because I\'m shy  \r\nStop looking for a fake in me  \r\nThe reality is raw, the reality is here  \r\n\r\n[Chorus – A x B]  \r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy  \r\nA figment of your twisted reality  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nI\'m breaking free from your dirty screen  \r\nA real woman, can\'t you see?  \r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus – B]  \r\nNot your movie  \r\nNot your movie  \r\nNo, no, no  \r\n\r\n[Verse 2 – B x A]  \r\nCold, digital skin  \r\nPixelated sin underneath your thumb  \r\nYou want me numb  \r\nYou want me perfect and loud  \r\nBut I am a ghost in the crowd  \r\n\r\nEmpty, heavy  \r\nI see the way you look at them  \r\nI see the way you look at me  \r\nI see the way you look at us  \r\n\r\nYou sit there on your throne of lies  \r\nLiving in a digital alibi  \r\nYou want the glow, you want me still  \r\nBut I\'m not here to fit your fill  \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus – B → A]  \r\nClose the tab, close the door  \r\nClose your mind, stop looking for a flaw in me  \r\nThe reality is mine  \r\n\r\nGot your expectations sky high  \r\nBut I ain\'t buying what you\'re selling  \r\n\r\n[Chorus – B x A]  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nIt is not a lie  \r\nJust because I\'m shy  \r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy  \r\nA figment of your twisted reality  \r\n\r\n[Refrain – B]  \r\nDisconnected  \r\nUncorrected  \r\nUnprotected  \r\nI\'m just me  \r\nDisconnected  \r\nUncorrected  \r\nUnprotected  \r\nI\'m just me  \r\n\r\n[Bridge – A x B]  \r\nSo take your judgment, shove it away  \r\nI\'m living my truth, day by day  \r\nLog out of the fantasy  \r\nStep back into the room  \r\nYou\'re drowning in the imagery  \r\nWhile I\'m waiting in the gloom  \r\n\r\nYou claim you were misled  \r\nBy the things I never said  \r\nBut I\'m a person, not a file  \r\nNot a picture you compile  \r\n\r\n[Build / Call & Response]  \r\nNot your movie  \r\nNot your fantasy  \r\nNot your movie  \r\nNot your fantasy  \r\n\r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nA real woman, can\'t you see?  \r\nThe reality is mine, mine  \r\n\r\n[Final Chorus – stacked]  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy  \r\nI\'m breaking free from your dirty screen  \r\nA real woman, can\'t you see?  \r\n\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nIt is not a lie, just because I\'m shy  \r\nReal women, real strength, real fire  \r\nWe\'re burning brighter, taking you higher  \r\n\r\n[Outro – B x A]  \r\nJust real life  \r\nNo bright solution  \r\nJust me in the grey  \r\n\r\nOffline, keep it offline  \r\nShut it down, shut it down—now  \r\n\r\nSo wake up, boy, and open your eyes  \r\nReal life is waiting beyond those lies  \r\nNot your movie, not your frame  \r\nJust me, just real, no shame.\r\n\r\n---\r\n\r\nVersion #2\r\n\r\n[Intro]  \r\nSilver on your screen  \r\nFlipping through screens with judging eyes  \r\nYou want the glow of a plastic dream machine  \r\nSaying we ain\'t real, we\'re all a fake  \r\nAnother image you can\'t recreate  \r\n\r\n[Verse]  \r\nHardly breathing  \r\nYou stare until your eyes get sore  \r\nYou preach about false advertising  \r\nWhile you\'re lost in your own fantasizing  \r\nComparing me to pixels on a screen  \r\nHoney, that\'s just sad, that\'s obscene  \r\n\r\nI am not  \r\nThe girl from the corridor  \r\nI\'m flesh and blood, with flaws and grace  \r\nNot some doll in a digital space  \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus A → B]  \r\nGot your expectations sky high  \r\nLiving in a digital alibi  \r\nBut I ain\'t buying what you\'re selling  \r\nThis ain\'t a story you\'ll be telling  \r\n\r\nIt is not a lie  \r\nJust because I\'m shy  \r\nStop looking for a fake in me  \r\nThe reality is raw, the reality is here  \r\n\r\n[Chorus – A x B]  \r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy  \r\nA figment of your twisted reality  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nI\'m breaking free from your dirty screen  \r\nA real woman, can\'t you see?  \r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus – B]  \r\nNot your movie  \r\nNot your movie  \r\nNo, no, no  \r\n\r\n[Verse 2 – B x A]  \r\nCold, digital skin  \r\nPixelated sin underneath your thumb  \r\nYou want me numb  \r\nYou want me perfect and loud  \r\nBut I am a ghost in the crowd  \r\n\r\nEmpty, heavy  \r\nI see the way you look at them  \r\nI see the way you look at me  \r\nI see the way you look at us  \r\n\r\nYou sit there on your throne of lies  \r\nLiving in a digital alibi  \r\nYou want the glow, you want me still  \r\nBut I\'m not here to fit your fill  \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus – B → A]  \r\nClose the tab, close the door  \r\nClose your mind, stop looking for a flaw in me  \r\nThe reality is mine  \r\n\r\nGot your expectations sky high  \r\nBut I ain\'t buying what you\'re selling  \r\n\r\n[Chorus – B x A]  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nIt is not a lie  \r\nJust because I\'m shy  \r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy  \r\nA figment of your twisted reality  \r\n\r\n[Refrain – B]  \r\nDisconnected  \r\nUncorrected  \r\nUnprotected  \r\nI\'m just me  \r\nDisconnected  \r\nUncorrected  \r\nUnprotected  \r\nI\'m just me  \r\n\r\n[Bridge – A x B]  \r\nSo take your judgment, shove it away  \r\nI\'m living my truth, day by day  \r\nLog out of the fantasy  \r\nStep back into the room  \r\nYou\'re drowning in the imagery  \r\nWhile I\'m waiting in the gloom  \r\n\r\nYou claim you were misled  \r\nBy the things I never said  \r\nBut I\'m a person, not a file  \r\nNot a picture you compile  \r\n\r\n[Build / Call & Response]  \r\nNot your movie  \r\nNot your fantasy  \r\nNot your movie  \r\nNot your fantasy  \r\n\r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nA real woman, can\'t you see?  \r\nThe reality is mine, mine  \r\n\r\n[Final Chorus – stacked]  \r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nI don\'t have to be a fantasy  \r\nI\'m breaking free from your dirty screen  \r\nA real woman, can\'t you see?  \r\n\r\nI don\'t fit the frame you bought  \r\nIt is not a lie, just because I\'m shy  \r\nReal women, real strength, real fire  \r\nWe\'re burning brighter, taking you higher  \r\n\r\n[Outro – B x A]  \r\nJust real life  \r\nNo bright solution  \r\nJust me in the grey  \r\n\r\nOffline, keep it offline  \r\nShut it down, shut it down—now  \r\n\r\nSo wake up, boy, and open your eyes  \r\nReal life is waiting beyond those lies  \r\nNot your movie, not your frame  \r\nJust me, just real, no shame.', '', 'Premise: UK girl band. She disagrees with his notion of false advertising and says that she doesn\'t have to be like the women on his porn sites.\r\n\r\nThis is mashup of:\r\n\"<a href=\"display.php?id=502\">I Don\'t Fit the Frame You Bought</a>\r\nand\r\n<a href=\"display.php?id=503\">I Don\'t Have to be a Fantasy</a>', '2026-03-21 15:46:16', '1345,1346', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('505', '', 'Lunatic Leader (Destroy the Blue)', '0', 'lunatic-leader-destroy-the-blue', '2026-03-22', 'The Grey Road', '[Intro]\r\n[distorted synth bass, electronic percussion]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[gritty male vocals]\r\nSilver hair, silver screen, blank stare\r\nWatching the world cave in, he shrugs\r\nJust a witness to the sin\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band enters, distorted guitars]\r\nI am your lunatic leader, your nightmare comes true\r\nTo cover up my crimes, I will destroy the blue\r\nI am honing in on you\r\nI am taking you to war, my ego drips from every word I say\r\nNo tomorrow, just today\r\nNo tomorrow, no tomorrow\r\nJust today, just today\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[drums drop out, atmospheric synth pads]\r\nGrease, it runs the industry, it runs the commerce, it runs the finance\r\nThick black sludge drowning out the chants\r\nNo gas, no oil, dry soil\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[distorted guitars and driving drums re-enter]\r\nI am your lunatic leader, your nightmare comes true\r\nTo cover up my crimes, I will destroy the blue\r\nI am honing in on you\r\nI am taking you to war, my ego drips from every word I say\r\nNo tomorrow, just today\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[palm-muted guitar riff]\r\nLocked doors, barred windows, stifled floors\r\nGlobal tension sprawls the battleboard\r\nIgnition, ignition, ignition\r\nGone, the biosphere, simply gone\r\nFaded like a song, dust, I am a person, silence in the dawn\r\n[feedback swell, track fades out]', 'Alternative rock with industrial and electronic influences. Distorted electric guitars play power chords and palm-muted riffs. A synth bass provides a gritty, low-end texture with a steady eighth-note pulse. The drum kit features a compressed snare and a driving kick pattern. Male vocals are delivered with a gritty, aggressive tone, occasionally layered with distortion or doubling. The arrangement includes atmospheric synth pads and occasional electronic sound effects. 120 BPM, 4/4 time signature, key of D minor.\r\n\r\nSonauto Prompt:\r\n\r\nThe president acts like an innocent bystander\r\nHe\'s mired in controversy and scandal\r\n\r\n\"I am your lunatic leader\r\nYour nightmare comes true. \r\nTo cover up my crimes\r\nI\'ll destroy the blue\r\nI\'m honing in on you\r\nI\'m going to take you to war\r\nMy ego drips from every word I say\r\nNo tomorrow, just today\"\r\n\r\n\r\nThen oil and gas. No oil, no gas\r\nThe grease of industry\r\nThe grease of commerce\r\nThe grease of finance\r\n\r\nLockdown.\r\n\r\nGlobal tensions fraught\r\n\r\nIgnition \r\n\r\nIt\'s over\r\n\r\nThe biosphere is gone', 'From the album <a href=\"https://samewavelength.co.uk/albums/the-grey-road/\">The Grey Road</a>', '2026-03-22 16:34:45', '1555,1556,1537,1538', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/lunatic-leader-destroy-the', '1', '1', 'The_Grey_Road/Lunatic_Leader.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('506', '', 'The Cost of Knowing', '0', 'the-cost-of-knowing', '2026-03-22', 'The Grey Road', '[Intro]\r\n[distorted electric guitar riff, driving drums]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[male vocals with slight grit]\r\nCrinkle, crump, the data drips down the black screen\r\nHe says make it all great, make it great again\r\nOne man, one voice, stop the cans, silence the gears\r\nWe want to know, we want to know\r\nOpen the vault, break the seal\r\nNo matter the cost, no matter the hurt\r\nWe want to know, we want to know\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band intensity, heavy distortion]\r\nKnow it all, know it all\r\nGive it up, give it up\r\nThe church of screens loud, the Twittersphere\'s burning\r\nThirsting for the secret blood, where does the rabbit run?\r\nDown, down, further down\r\nShow us the dust, show us the bone\r\nRelease the heavy files, rip the paper, tell us, tell us now\r\nWe want to know, we want to know\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[guitars pull back to palm-muted rhythm]\r\nOpen the vault, break the seal\r\nNo matter the cost, no matter the hurt\r\nWe want to know, we want to know\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[distorted power chords]\r\nThe famous faces, the suits and the glass\r\nThe gold and the sand, celebrities, politicians, bankers\r\nWatch them crawl, watch them fall, watch them all\r\nEmails, texts, pictures, videos, the pixelated ghosts\r\nThe digital skin\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[drum fill, sustained guitar chords]\r\nHorrific it might be, terrible it might sting\r\nBut the truth is a knife, cut the wire, breathe the light\r\nWe\'re already, we\'re waiting for the end of a lie\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[high energy, vocal belt]\r\nWe want to know, we want to know\r\nOpen the vault, break the seal\r\nNo matter the cost, no matter the hurt\r\nWe want to know, we want to know\r\nThe price is high, the price is us\r\nWe want to know everything, everything, everything\r\nKnow it all, know it all\r\nThe files are open, the lights are on\r\nWe know\r\n[final drum hit, guitar feedback]', 'Alternative rock with post-grunge influences. Distorted electric guitars play thick power chords and palm-muted rhythmic patterns. A clean electric guitar provides melodic counterpoint with arpeggiated figures. The bass guitar follows the kick drum with a driving eighth-note pulse. Drums feature a heavy snare and active crash cymbals. Male vocals are delivered with a gritty, melodic belt in the mid-to-high register. The arrangement features dynamic shifts between dense, distorted choruses and more restrained verses. 140 BPM, 4/4 time signature, Key of D Major.\r\n\r\nPrompt for Sonauto:\r\nThe Cost of Knowing\r\n\r\nHe said \"Make it all great again\"\r\nGreat again, no more wars\r\n\r\nThe Twittersphere is noisy\r\nThere is a thirst for knowledge\r\nBut where might that take us?\r\n\r\nRelease the files!\r\nTell us the truth!\r\nShow us what is in the files\r\nWe want to know\r\n\r\nCelebrities\r\nPoliticians\r\nBankers\r\nWe want to know\r\n\r\nEmails\r\nTexts\r\nPictures\r\nVideos\r\n\r\nWe want to know\r\nNo matter the cost\r\nNo matter how horrific\r\nWe want to know.', 'From the album <a href=\"https://samewavelength.co.uk/albums/the-grey-road/\">The Grey Road</a>', '2026-03-22 19:45:41', '1527,1528', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/the-cost-of-knowing', '1', '1', 'The_Grey_Road/The_Cost_of_Knowing.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('507', NULL, 'Lady of the Static Heart', '0', 'lady-of-the-static-heart', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Intro]\r\nCandles flicker upside down, corridors unwind\r\nStarlit boots are tapping out the riddles in my mind\r\nLaughter rides the circuit board, needle skips and burns\r\nLost inside a spiral maze, waiting for return\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nRaincoat draped on copper bones, streets begin to reel\r\nSilver lizards hissing on a record that won’t heal\r\nEyes behind the shadow glass beckon from afar\r\nTangled in the circuitry of who we really are\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nCrashing down the spirals of a cracked electric dream\r\nPainted faces flicker past, melting at the seams\r\nMidnight wires humming as they crawl across the floor\r\nQuestions twisting ancient locks, begging for the door\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nShadow laughter dances on the wall\r\nYou whisper riddles while the planets fall\r\nTruth unwinds on dusty velvet chairs\r\nWeaving circles round my mind, catching vacant stares\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLady of the static heart, take me for a ride\r\nTripping on the spiral, I can\'t break your tide\r\nSilver boots and silken glance, calling from below\r\nWrap your breath around my sleep, where the fever grows\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la la la la, oh la la la la\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nTempest in the mirror spread her thunder on the ground\r\nCreeping from the corners, velvet shadows moving \'round\r\nShe wore a smile of mercury that burned between the lines\r\nTempted fate to follow, tearing out the signs\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nTime unravels where you lay your hands\r\nOrbits crashing, you redraw the lands\r\nA sudden hush, the pulse of stars\r\nI\'m stumbling intoxicated where your secrets are\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLady of the static heart, take me for a ride\r\nTripping on the spiral, I can\'t break your tide\r\nSilver boots and silken glance, calling from below\r\nWrap your breath around my sleep, where the fever grows\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la la la la, oh la la la la\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nSatellites collide above a map of all desires\r\nShe sketches every memory in phosphorescent wires\r\nParade of hollow mannequins, velvet thunder rolls\r\nMismatched hands are moving but nobody ever knows\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nCryptic verses painted on the hem of fading light\r\nThe corridor is folding up, I\'m losing track of night\r\nHer laughter rattles cages in the prism of my head\r\nLeft with only spirals and the riddles that you said\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLady of the static heart, take me for a ride\r\nTripping on the spiral, I can\'t break your tide\r\nSilver boots and silken glance, calling from below\r\nWrap your breath around my sleep, where the fever grows\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la la la la, oh la la la la\r\nOh la la la la la, oh la la la la\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSilver circuits flicker out, silent carousel\r\nForgotten shoes are marching to the toll of distant bells\r\nRibbons made of memory untangle as they fall\r\nLady of the static heart, you never were at all\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la la la la, oh la la la la\r\nOh la la la la la, oh la la la la\r\n\r\n[Post-Outro]\r\nMirrors in the silence catch a shimmer as you go\r\nCandle stubs are floating down a spiral overflow\r\nPhantoms spin in patterns on my faded, shifting skin\r\nLady of the static heart, where do I begin?\r\n\r\n[Tag]\r\nOh la la la la la, carried on the line\r\nOh la la la la la, lost in the design\r\nOh la la la la la, every circle ends\r\nLady of the static heart, turn and start again\r\n\r\n[Instrumental]\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:14:00', NULL, NULL, '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('508', NULL, 'I Found My Shoes by the Old Sandhill', '0', 'i-found-my-shoes-by-the-old-sandhill', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nDust in my coffee, moon in my hat\r\nYesterday\'s papers, flattened out flat\r\nBlues on the back porch, humming a tune\r\nDragging my shadow, quarter past noon\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nWhistle through the alley gate\r\nLamp oil on my shoes\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI found my shoes by the old sandhill\r\nThey were talking, so I listened still\r\nSilver buttons rattled, morning blew\r\nTell me something new\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHey now, alright now\r\nHey now, alright now\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nSlept through sunrise, boots on the fence\r\nRolling thunder, funeral tents\r\nCrows are laughing, chewing on fate\r\nGone before it\'s too late\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nRag and bone and cigarettes\r\nThere\'s nothing left to lose\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI found my shoes by the old sandhill\r\nThey were talking, so I listened still\r\nSilver buttons rattled, morning blew\r\nTell me something new\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHey now, alright now\r\nHey now, alright now\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nBells from the station, shiver the glass\r\nSpent my last penny chasing the past\r\nShadows play tricks under yellow street light\r\nI’ll walk it again tonight\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI found my shoes by the old sandhill\r\nThey were talking, so I listened still\r\nSilver buttons rattled, morning blew\r\nTell me something new\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHey now, alright now\r\nHey now, alright now\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:17:51', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/i-found-my-shoes-by-the-old-sandhill-extended-22', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('509', NULL, 'Sing Along Mad Boy', '0', 'sing-along-mad-boy', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nTorn paper hats and forgotten shoes\r\nThreadbare shadows pacing the loos\r\nNurses parade in gowns of green\r\nFlicker and fade beyond the canteen\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nStaring out windows too high to see\r\nThe stories unravel quietly\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLocked up in rooms with a thousand doors\r\nPaper men dream on the checkered floors\r\nAll the faces sing with crooked joy\r\nDreams sewn from ashes nobody employs\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, sing along mad boy\r\nOh, oh, oh, sing along mad boy\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nDoctors in blue play their mindless tricks\r\nMarching us round with iron sticks\r\nBlindfolded laughter, a jigsaw of lies\r\nThe clock on the wall hums lullabies\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSeven suns circle over my chair\r\nThe world outside forgets I’m there\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLocked up in rooms with a thousand doors\r\nPaper men dream on the checkered floors\r\nAll the faces sing with crooked joy\r\nDreams sewn from ashes nobody employs\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, sing along mad boy\r\nOh, oh, oh, sing along mad boy\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nDrifting on pillows of chemical snow\r\nPaintings of silence line up in a row\r\nThe flick of a light and I start again\r\nCounting the dreams that slipped from my pen\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nFaces in mirrors start laughing too soon\r\nUnder the table, a paper balloon\r\nMorning is strangled by tangled old sheets\r\nThe ceiling grows faces, and none of them speak\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nYesterday’s fingers drum on my knee\r\nDancing with ghosts that nobody sees\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLocked up in rooms with a thousand doors\r\nPaper men dream on the chequered floors\r\nAll the faces sing with crooked joy\r\nDreams sewn from ashes nobody employs\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, sing along mad boy\r\nOh, oh, oh, sing along mad boy\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:18:33', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/sing-along-mad-boy', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('510', NULL, 'Masks of the Maze', '0', 'masks-of-the-maze', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nScribbled visions on the ceiling\r\nChalk and paper scars the floor\r\nA radio hums of distant dealings\r\nLock the cabinet, bar the door\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd someone hums a nursery rhyme\r\nIt crawls beneath the light\r\nA shadow flickers lost in time\r\nUnravelling the night\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI saw them running through the garden\r\nPainted faces in a parade\r\nWith trembling hands, they offer riddles\r\nAnd promises they never made\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, laughing in the maze\r\nAh-ah, secrets on their tongues\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nWindowless corridors, silent and narrow\r\nFootsteps echo soft as a prayer\r\nThe man with four clocks says \"Tomorrow\r\nIs nothing but a name we wear\"\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd who are you beneath the laughter\r\nA mask upon a mask beneath the skin\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI saw them running through the garden\r\nPainted faces in a parade\r\nWith trembling hands, they offer riddles\r\nAnd promises they never made\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, laughing in the maze\r\nAh-ah, secrets on their tongues\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nPaper crowns beneath the rafters\r\nA chorus drifts through peeling walls\r\nFaded banners, faded laughter\r\nA marble bust in dusty halls\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nI met a girl with tangled ribbons\r\nShe swore she could predict the rain\r\nHer mirror cracked with secret visions\r\nOf stitched-up minds and numbered names\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd somewhere clocks are spinning faster\r\nAll the faces turned away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI saw them running through the garden\r\nPainted faces in a parade\r\nWith trembling hands, they offer riddles\r\nAnd promises they never made\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, laughing in the maze\r\nAh-ah, secrets on their tongues\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:20:02', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/masks-of-the-maze', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('511', NULL, 'Crooked Sighs', '0', 'crooked-sighs', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nMonday brought the circus to my street\r\nA marching band of ghosts without their feet\r\nThe garden gnomes are gathering to scheme\r\nA hatless man is shouting from a dream\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe window’s grown a silent nose\r\nIt listens through the tea-stained day\r\nIf order’s just a crumpled pose\r\nI’ll let the roads lead away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI walk upon the crooked sighs\r\nWhere shadows double in my mind\r\nFences laugh at passing eyes\r\nAnd everyone’s pretending not to mind\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nLa la la, oh la la la\r\nLa la la, oh la la la\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYesterday the clocks forgot to ring\r\nMrs. Stanley’s painting on the wall could sing\r\nI tip my hat to the statues in the hall\r\nThey chase me down the ever-shrinking hall\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThey say I should stay inside\r\nBut the curtains swallow my day\r\nIf sanity\'s an old disguise\r\nI’ll let the world melt away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI walk upon the crooked sighs\r\nWhere shadows double in my mind\r\nFences laugh at passing eyes\r\nAnd everyone’s pretending not to mind\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nLa la la, oh la la la\r\nLa la la, oh la la la\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nThere’s paper moons strung up above my bed\r\nA soldier’s cap is where I rest my head\r\nThe spiders tell me secrets of the floor\r\nTheir little boots are marching out the door\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe wallpaper’s begun to breathe\r\nIt hums till morning’s pale parade\r\nIf logic’s just a handkerchief\r\nI think I’ll let it fade\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI walk upon the crooked sighs\r\nWhere shadows double in my mind\r\nFences laugh at passing eyes\r\nAnd everyone’s pretending not to mind\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nLa la la, oh la la la\r\nLa la la, oh la la la\r\nLa la la, oh la la la\r\nLa la la, oh la la la\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:21:22', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/crooked-sighs', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('512', NULL, 'Hey Sweet Anne', '0', 'hey-sweet-anne', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nMorning slips in sideways, throws light against the floor\r\nOld radio buzzing truth I can’t ignore\r\nChecked my jacket pockets, silver penny, garden key\r\nMirror’s got an answer but won’t hand it back to me\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSpinning on a notion, clinging to my shoes\r\nLost among the shadows, trading colors for the blues\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey sweet Anne, you’re drifting by my door\r\nYou’re humming out a line you heard before\r\nTumbling, tumbling down, the carousel spins slow\r\nHey sweet Anne, breathe out, we’ll let the story grow\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nDon’t you know, oh-oh, oh\r\nDon’t you know, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nTommy says the weather’s turning wild\r\nAshes in the tea, a frown on every child\r\nFidget in the corner, paint a mask and smile\r\nWe’re all just slightly mad, walking crooked for a mile\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSkylines crumble, but we can’t recall\r\nThe reason we crawled from the garden at all\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey sweet Anne, you’re drifting by my door\r\nYou’re humming out a line you heard before\r\nTumbling, tumbling down, the carousel spins slow\r\nHey sweet Anne, breathe out, we’ll let the story grow\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nDon’t you know, oh-oh, oh\r\nDon’t you know, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nClock above the mantle rings an old refrain\r\nLaughing at the pictures fading in the rain\r\nEmpty mugs and riddles scattered on the sill\r\nWhistling for an answer that’s wandering still\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey sweet Anne, you’re drifting by my door\r\nYou’re humming out a line you heard before\r\nTumbling, tumbling down, the carousel spins slow\r\nHey sweet Anne, breathe out, we’ll let the story grow\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nDon’t you know, oh-oh, oh\r\nDon’t you know, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:22:47', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/hey-sweet-anne', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('513', NULL, 'Sideways Sun', '0', 'sideways-sun', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nTin kettle buzzing on the stove\r\nOld black jacket, threads I know\r\nWindow cracked with Sunday air\r\nTurn the handle, find me there\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nKitchen tiles are waking slowly\r\nRusted rhythm starts the song\r\nSneakers tapping in the doorway\r\nAnother day can’t stay wrong\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStrange old mirror on my wall\r\nLaughs each morning, croaks a call\r\nSun crawls sideways through my mind\r\nSings a tune I never find\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, la la la, oh oh\r\nOh, la la la, oh oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nBarefoot wanderer in painted clothes\r\nClimbs the railing, struts and goes\r\nPaper heroes on the line\r\nTrading secrets, undefined\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSomething’s shifting in the stairwell\r\nCrazy voices in the hall\r\nEvery window’s locked and waiting\r\nFor that sideways sun to fall\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStrange old mirror on my wall\r\nLaughs each morning, croaks a call\r\nSun crawls sideways through my mind\r\nSings a tune I never find\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, la la la, oh oh\r\nOh, la la la, oh oh\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nPaint can peels and shadows slip\r\nHeavy letters never sent\r\nSpiders drafting crooked plans\r\nOn a ceiling caving in\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nSpinning bottle on the table\r\nPoints to faces, tells me lies\r\nMorning’s stretching out like cable\r\nTurns to moths and paper skies\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSomewhere distant, someone’s humming\r\nNames I lost and can\'t recall\r\nFaded voices, curtain shaking\r\nUnderneath that golden crawl\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStrange old mirror on my wall\r\nLaughs each morning, croaks a call\r\nSun crawls sideways through my mind\r\nSings a tune I never find\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, la la la, oh oh\r\nOh, la la la, oh oh\r\nOh, la la la, oh oh\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:24:01', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/sideways-sun', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('514', NULL, 'Forgotten Mirrors', '0', 'forgotten-mirrors', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Intro]\r\nWindows rattling in the silence\r\nGold dust slipping through the cracks\r\nEvery shadow holds a secret\r\nEvery memory looks back\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSmoke curls around distant footsteps\r\nHollow laughter in the room\r\nAncient photographs are trembling\r\nCurtains sighing in the gloom\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nCandle wax on silver tables\r\nEyes that flicker, never stay\r\nI remember names and fables\r\nBut their colors melt away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe met beside forgotten mirrors\r\nDrawn in lines no one recalls\r\nTraced circles with our fractured fingers\r\nGathered shadows from the hall\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, turning slow\r\nAh ah, nowhere to go\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYou wore your mind like faded velvet\r\nSlipping past the haunted years\r\nTwisted laughter in the garden\r\nBeckoned me to face my fears\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSomeone left a letter burning\r\nWords I never understood\r\nBut I hear voices turning\r\nSpinning riddles where you stood\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe met beside forgotten mirrors\r\nDrawn in lines no one recalls\r\nTraced circles with our fractured fingers\r\nGathered shadows from the hall\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, turning slow\r\nAh ah, nowhere to go\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nClocks are melting on the mantle\r\nLost reflections in the glass\r\nFootprints stepping into patterns\r\nOf a future shaped by past\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nGhosts are humming distant warnings\r\nSilent faces in the rain\r\nPaint is peeling off the story\r\nYet the refrain sounds the same\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSilver threads of half-remembered\r\nDays unravel from the night\r\nIf you\'re gone or just dismembered\r\nI still chase the fading light\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe met beside forgotten mirrors\r\nDrawn in lines no one recalls\r\nTraced circles with our fractured fingers\r\nGathered shadows from the hall\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, turning slow\r\nAh ah, nowhere to\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nFaded faces at the doorway\r\nThreads of smoke that never rise\r\nEmpty places tell the story\r\nLocked behind unblinking eyes\r\n\r\nI walk backwards through the silence\r\nCarrying an absent name\r\nShadows gather in defiance\r\nNothing here remains the same\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, breathing slow\r\nAh ah, time lets go\r\n\r\n[Coda]\r\nWindows cracking in the distance\r\nEchoes tangled in the dust\r\nEmpty laughter drips from ceiling\r\nWords dissolve in broken trust\r\n\r\nFigures painted in a circle\r\nDrawn with trembling hands of clay\r\nI stand alone inside the pattern\r\nWatch my memories decay\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, drifting slow\r\nAh ah, shadows grow\r\n\r\n[Epiphany]\r\nEmpty portraits gently flicker\r\nOn a wall that can’t forget\r\nFaded rooms with distant figures\r\nTrace a path of no regret\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, further still\r\nAh ah, chasing will\r\n\r\n[Verse 4]\r\nVelvet doors dissolve behind me\r\nMirrored faces lose their names\r\nSteps repeat with strange precision\r\nAll the stories sound the same\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSomewhere clocks are slightly ticking\r\nHopes unravel as they fray\r\nStanding where the dusk is thickening\r\nI let the silence have its say\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe met beside forgotten mirrors\r\nDrawn in lines no one recalls\r\nTraced circles with our fractured fingers\r\nGathered shadows from the hall\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, fading slow\r\nAh ah, letting go\r\n\r\n[Verse 5]\r\nLast illusions slip through fingers\r\nSilent pages turn to grey\r\nWindows watch with empty faces\r\nTime just waiting to decay\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nLanterns flicker in the distance\r\nShadows stitched upon the floor\r\nFootsteps echoing persistence\r\nTracing patterns evermore\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe met beside forgotten mirrors\r\nDrawn in lines no one recalls\r\nTraced circles with our fractured fingers\r\nGathered shadows from the hall\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, colder now\r\nAh ah, show me how\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nCurtains drop in quiet warning\r\nNothing spoken, nothing true\r\nI step beyond the fading morning\r\nAnd the world forgets us too\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, silence slow\r\nAh ah, time to go\r\n\r\n[Verse 6]\r\nMist creeps in across the threshold\r\nSilver keys without a door\r\nTangled threads of silent questions\r\nUnraveling on the floor\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nNames dissolve within the weather\r\nRain reciting what we lose\r\nRooms remember every tether\r\nWorn away by distant truths\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe met beside forgotten mirrors\r\nDrawn in lines no one recalls\r\nTraced circles with our fractured fingers\r\nGathered shadows from the hall\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, drifting far\r\nAh ah, what we are\r\n\r\n[Finale]\r\nShadows fold along the window\r\nTime recedes beneath my feet\r\nLost in silence, drifting slow now\r\nEmpty rooms and hearts repeat\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAh ah, slipping through\r\nAh ah, bidding adieu\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:25:26', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/forgotten-mirrors', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('515', NULL, 'Silver Throne', '0', 'silver-throne', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Intro]\r\nMetal morning rising slow\r\nWinding cables breathing low\r\nSignals cracking through the air\r\nPainted future, vacant stare\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nChildren watching through the glass\r\nMirrored ages come to pass\r\nQuestions swirling, blinking lights\r\nPatterns turning, endless nights\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nIron faces in the hallway maze\r\nLights reflecting off a fevered gaze\r\nMarch of progress on a sputtering screen\r\nWhat is real here, what does freedom mean\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSomeone murmurs in the crowd\r\nAsking questions not allowed\r\nCrimson warnings linger wild\r\nNothing certain but the trial\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPeople gather by the silver throne\r\nShadows flicker, statues carved from stone\r\nVerdict falling, voices call unknown\r\nWill you listen, will you stand alone\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThey bring their questions to the glowing eyes\r\nWaiting silent for a human sign\r\nPale believers, promises denied\r\nWhose tomorrow, and whose design\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nTurning, turning wheel of time\r\nUnderneath a steely sky\r\nFaith in comfort, hope in line\r\nBut someone has to ask them why\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPeople gather by the silver throne\r\nShadows flicker, statues carved from stone\r\nVerdict falling, voices call unknown\r\nWill you listen, will you stand alone\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nWires tangled round the treaty fire\r\nGrins and warnings, looping higher\r\nBanners waving in a silent gloom\r\nSomeone laughing in the waiting room\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nGathered faces shimmer pale and thin\r\nLab coats tracing every flaw and sin\r\nSilver question spinning round the room\r\nMan or maker—who decides the doom\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFinal message scrawled in sand\r\nHistory slipping through a hand\r\nWhispers rising, filling air\r\nWho will answer, who will dare\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPeople gather by the silver throne\r\nShadows flicker, statues carved from stone\r\nVerdict falling, voices call unknown\r\nWill you listen, will you stand alone\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:32:05', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/silver-throne/s-gSy3BHhQXQi', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('516', '', 'Flag Above the Ruins', '0', 'flag-above-the-ruins', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nGunmetal morning, boots on pavement\r\nCobbled warning, faces drawn\r\nBrass in pockets, heads held vacant\r\nWaiting silent for the dawn\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nLost in headlines, twisted meaning\r\nCareless footfalls, jagged truth\r\nPainted futures, never gleaning\r\nParade of caution marching through\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRaise the flag above the ruins\r\nRide the shadow, draw the line\r\nCrimson shadows marching forward\r\nWe don\'t wait for any sign\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nTrailing smoke across the alleys\r\nSteel-toed boots and ragged eyes\r\nWith a bitter taste of glory\r\nAnd the tremor of disguise\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nBetween the sirens and the fiction\r\nEvery promise turns to stone\r\nWe take aim without conviction\r\nAs the streets become our throne\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRaise the flag above the ruins\r\nRide the shadow, draw the line\r\nCrimson shadows marching forward\r\nWe don\'t wait for any sign\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nPainted shells on cracked pavements\r\nMirrored eyes beneath the grime\r\nPromises fade in backroom basements\r\nCounting casualties in rhyme\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nCrimson laughter down the tunnels\r\nBroken pride behind the glass\r\nDreams dissolve in rusted barrels\r\nLet the old world stumble past\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nUnder thinning clouds of thunder\r\nWe keep marching, boots and breath\r\nGrasping reasons torn asunder\r\nTrading hope for what is left\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRaise the flag above the ruins\r\nRide the shadow, draw the line\r\nCrimson shadows marching forward\r\nWe don\'t wait for any sign\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh,\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nShadow traders counting tally\r\nSilent lips and loaded hands\r\nScraps of faith, a tattered rally\r\nStains that memory withstands\r\n\r\nLast salute to steel and reason\r\nGrey horizons closing slow\r\nPatterns bleed into the season\r\nKeep on marching, don’t let go\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\nOh oh, oh oh\r\n', '', '', '2026-03-23 12:33:40', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/flag-above-the-ruins', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('517', NULL, 'Crimson Boots and Thunder', '0', 'crimson-boots-and-thunder', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Intro]\r\nNeon flicker bleeding under my boots\r\nSteel in my pocket, a handful of truths\r\nShadows are laughing, sharpening teeth\r\nFalling for trouble that\'s tangled beneath\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nGutter-born perfume, it stings in the rain\r\nKnuckles run silver, they\'re calling my name\r\nGhosts in the doorway, they stare as I pass\r\nHeartbeat is rattling, fast as a match\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nRain spitting sideways as she walks in the bar\r\nEyes like a promise, a jaded old scar\r\nLeathers creaking, she glides to my side\r\nLips tasting fury and whiskey and pride\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nShe flicks a coin, it rattles the glass\r\nStrangers and lovers, none ever last\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nShe burned my name on the back of my mind\r\nRipped through my silence, tore out the rind\r\nLaughing in thunder, wild in her way\r\nI couldn\'t keep her, she never would stay\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCrimson boots on the kitchen floor\r\nShe kicked through my secrets and slammed the door\r\nThreads on my shoulder still smell of her smoke\r\nShe left me spinning, a one-man joke\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nTold me \'come closer,\' then vanished in steam\r\nLeft me with ashes, fuel for the dream\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nShe burned my name on the back of my mind\r\nRipped through my silence, tore out the rind\r\nLaughing in thunder, wild in her way\r\nI couldn\'t keep her, she never would stay\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nCigarette burning a hole in the night\r\nWords she once muttered still claw in the light\r\nMirrors reflecting the wound and the fight\r\nI chase her shadow, out of my sight\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nDays start to blur with the taste of regret\r\nStreetlights are humming the tune I forget\r\nIf she ever wondered or turned to recall\r\nShe left no number, nothing at all\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEcho of leather, the hint of perfume\r\nMemory lingers, haunting the room\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nShe burned my name on the back of my mind\r\nRipped through my silence, tore out the rind\r\nLaughing in thunder, wild in her way\r\nI couldn\'t keep her, she never would stay\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nLights start to flicker, my mind’s running thin\r\nTrace her in shadows I’ll never outrun\r\nBootsteps are fading, her laughter persists\r\nStories unravel in smoke and in mist\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\n\r\n[Coda]\r\nAsh on my collar, skin tingles raw\r\nHer name’s in the static, scratched on the wall\r\nSun creeping sideways through curtains undone\r\nI wait for her shadow, but she’s already gone\r\n\r\n[Final Post-Chorus]\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\nHey, hey, wild one\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:35:06', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/crimson-boots-and-thunder', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('518', NULL, 'Carnival Spires', '0', 'carnival-spires', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nCobweb gardens by the stairway\r\nSilent figures hold forgotten signs\r\nMirror pieces on the hallway\r\nLines receding from our wandering minds\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nPaper lanterns flicker, almost gone\r\nTwisting truths beneath the powdered skin\r\nPromises like empty rose bouquets\r\nWho remembers where they’ve been?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCrawling under carnival spires\r\nChildren laughing at the masks we wear\r\nSpinning circles in the wire\r\nAre we really ever there?\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la, la la la\r\nOh la la, la la la\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nClocks with faces made of paper\r\nActors hiding in the greasepaint sun\r\nCaught in games, we chase the vapour\r\nCan you tell me when it all begun?\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nBalloons tangled on the old parade\r\nFootsteps vanish down the wishing lane\r\nShadows bending, everything’s parade\r\nWill it ever feel the same?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCrawling under carnival spires\r\nChildren laughing at the masks we wear\r\nSpinning circles in the wire\r\nAre we really ever there?\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la, la la la\r\nOh la la, la la la\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nCracked lanterns on the railing\r\nMarionettes with tired, glassy eyes\r\nRusty music box failing\r\nSpirals lost above the tide\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nPainted horses faint in twilight\r\nQuestions written on a paper crown\r\nTiny jewels lost to midnight\r\nWill the circle settle down?\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nDrifting slow on velvet afternoons\r\nCostumes gathered in the afterglow\r\nDreams undone beneath a silver moon\r\nDo we linger, do we know?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCrawling under carnival spires\r\nChildren laughing at the masks we wear\r\nSpinning circles in the wire\r\nAre we really ever there?\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la, la la la\r\nOh la la, la la la\r\nOh la la, la la la\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:36:22', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/carnival-spires', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('519', NULL, 'Sliding Sideways', '0', 'sliding-sideways', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nHazy morning, leaning heavy on my mind\r\nBroken pavement, painted lines I step behind\r\nSilver laughter floating out from open doors\r\nNeon jackets stumble through the corridor\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAlways running, never knowing where to land\r\nEyes like windows hiding secrets in the sand\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey now, sliding sideways down the avenue\r\nI caught a phrase that jumped up, twisted right on through\r\nHey now, what’re you waiting for to find the proof?\r\nSinking boots and sunken youth, we carry on the ruse\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nLa la la, la la la, la la la la\r\nLa la la, la la la, la la la la\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nTurned a corner, saw a shadow wink and pass\r\nCopper pennies in a jar I found out in the grass\r\nTried to listen to the silver tongues that thrash\r\nFlick my collar up, the morning’s thin as glass\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nDifferent faces always find a hand to shake\r\nTrading meaning for a little masquerade\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey now, sliding sideways down the avenue\r\nI caught a phrase that jumped up, twisted right on through\r\nHey now, what’re you waiting for to find the proof?\r\nSinking boots and sunken youth, we carry on the ruse\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nLa la la, la la la, la la la la\r\nLa la la, la la la, la la la la\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nHalf-awake I drift along the fractured curb\r\nStreetlight sketches drawing lines across my nerves\r\nFunny faces fading fast behind the glaze\r\nMorning lingers, turns my head a crooked way\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey now, sliding sideways down the avenue\r\nI caught a phrase that jumped up, twisted right on through\r\nHey now, what’re you waiting for to find the proof?\r\nSinking boots and sunken youth, we carry on the ruse\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nLa la la, la la la, la la la la\r\nLa la la, la la la, la la la la\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:37:41', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/sliding-sideways', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('520', NULL, 'Voices on the Ceiling', '0', 'voices-on-the-ceiling', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nShuffled feet on checkerboard floors\r\nTattered robe, stitched up with string\r\nMorning fog drifting under the doors\r\nNurses paper kings and queens\r\n\r\nOld magazines scattered apart\r\nNames erased from the spine\r\nSilver spoons and a mended heart\r\nHiding from the warning sign\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nShadows spider across faded tiles\r\nLaughter hanging for miles\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nVoices on the ceiling,\r\nThey\'re laughing at the cracks in the wall\r\nPainted faces peeling\r\nAnd no one remembers at all\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh oh, mad parade\r\nLa la la, masquerade\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nTwisted little figure scribbles secret plans\r\nHe knows the corridors bend\r\nClock hands shiver, ticking in his hands\r\nNo one calls him a friend\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nWindows rattle with impossible tales\r\nDreams spill over the rails\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nVoices on the ceiling,\r\nThey\'re laughing at the cracks in the wall\r\nPainted faces peeling\r\nAnd no one remembers at all\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh oh, mad parade\r\nLa la la, masquerade\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nBent forks clang on empty trays\r\nChalk lines circle the beds\r\nShouting figures fade into haze\r\nFingers press to their heads\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nEcho spun stories, wild in the halls\r\nStripe pajamas parade\r\nNobody listens when somebody calls\r\nSanity filed away\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nPaint peels with each restless hour\r\nPaper moons losing their power\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nVoices on the ceiling,\r\nThey\'re laughing at the cracks in the wall\r\nPainted faces peeling\r\nAnd no one remembers at all\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh oh, mad parade\r\nLa la la, masquerade\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:39:59', NULL, '(NULL)https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/voices-on-the-ceiling', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('521', NULL, 'Black Charade Parade', '0', 'black-charade-parade', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Intro]\r\nSteps on velvet, echoes fall\r\nWords unsaid behind the wall\r\nSpinning doors and paper moons\r\nCrimson shadows cross the room\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nPale reflections in my tea\r\nDusty patterns, incomplete\r\nGhosts recite the empty creed\r\nTrading names for what they need\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nGold-lined hallway, numbers fade\r\nScribbled riddles hiding in the shade\r\nFootsteps tapping through the wax-lit hall\r\nTurning portraits face the wall\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSmoke and silence, breathing slow\r\nEvery face, a mask I know\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI\'ve seen the faces in the black parade\r\nTrading secrets in a silent charade\r\nShadowed figures drift across my mind\r\nSearching for a truth the world won\'t find\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nRound and round\r\nDown we go\r\nRound and round\r\nLost below\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCold hands touch the rusted door\r\nPainted laughter stains the floor\r\nMemories flicker, twist, and turn\r\nSilver ashes still refuse to burn\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThrough the mirror, walking slow\r\nWhere I end, nobody knows\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI\'ve seen the faces in the black parade\r\nTrading secrets in a silent charade\r\nShadowed figures drift across my mind\r\nSearching for a truth the world won\'t find\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nRound and round\r\nDown we go\r\nRound and round\r\nLost below\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nCurtained windows counting time\r\nLipstick warnings in a crooked line\r\nPuppets dangle over polished stone\r\nHumming secrets all alone\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nEmpty suitcase, open wide\r\nHalf-truths tangled deep inside\r\nSpirals drawn along the faded tile\r\nTracing questions for a while\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nMasks in motion, moving slow\r\nTurning faces I once know\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI\'ve seen the faces in the black parade\r\nTrading secrets in a silent charade\r\nShadowed figures drift across my mind\r\nSearching for a truth the world won\'t find\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nRound and round\r\nDown we go\r\nRound and round\r\nLost below\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nCurtains drawing, shadows blend\r\nAnswers hidden round each bend\r\nSilent laughter in the stairwell air\r\nLeaving questions hanging there\r\n\r\nFootprints fade, dissolve in light\r\nYesterday slips out of sight\r\nTurning slowly, doors remain\r\nAlways searching, still the same\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nRound and round\r\nDown we go\r\nRound and round\r\nLost below\r\n\r\n[Coda]\r\nPaint peels softly from the frame\r\nHallways fold into a name\r\nSilent keeper, pass me by\r\nPuzzle pieces dressed in sky\r\n\r\n[Refrain]\r\nEmpty corners, open doors\r\nFollow shadows, nothing more\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nRound and round\r\nDown we go\r\nRound and round\r\nLost below\r\n\r\n[Outro II]\r\nClock hands drifting without sound\r\nPaper stories swirling round\r\nHands in pockets, eyes half closed\r\nFollow shadows no one knows\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEmpty stairways, moving slow\r\nFamiliar footsteps where I go\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI\'ve seen the faces in the black parade\r\nTrading secrets in a silent charade\r\nShadowed figures drift across my mind\r\nSearching for a truth the world won\'t find\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nRound and round\r\nDown we go\r\nRound and round\r\nLost below\r\n\r\n[Verse 4]\r\nShuttered windows, threadbare dreams\r\nWorn out logic splits the seams\r\nCracks in reason quietly expand\r\nFolding secrets in my hand\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFaded faces drifting slow\r\nTurning tides I used to know\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI\'ve seen the faces in the black parade\r\nTrading secrets in a silent charade\r\nShadowed figures drift across my mind\r\nSearching for a truth the world won\'t find\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nRound and round\r\nDown we go\r\nRound and round\r\nLost below\r\n\r\n[Finale]\r\nLantern flickers in the gloom\r\nShadows scatter from the room\r\nFade away on slippered feet\r\nEndless journey in repeat\r\n\r\n[Finale]\r\nLantern flickers in the gloom\r\nShadows scatter from the room\r\nFade away on slippered feet\r\nEndless journey in repeat\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nRound and round\r\nDown we go\r\nRound and round\r\nLost below\r\n\r\n[Afterword]\r\nA sigh behind forgotten doors\r\nInk stains left on marbled floors\r\nOld illusions crowd the stair\r\nVanished answers in the air\r\n\r\n[Tag]\r\nQuiet footsteps, leaving slow\r\nAll that’s hidden, all you know\r\nDust unsettles, drifting on\r\nOne more secret, almost gone\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:41:37', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/black-parade', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('522', NULL, 'Wheels of Smoke', '0', 'wheels-of-smoke', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nStood by the river with gravel in my hand\r\nShirt half untucked and torn\r\nWatched the water carving up the land\r\nThinking of places I was born\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nCrickets start their backwards song\r\nDust settles before too long\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRolling down the dusty slope\r\nWith the heavy boots I own\r\nGot a mind with wheels of smoke\r\nAnd a stone for every bone\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\nHey, hey, hey\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYesterday’s king got lost in the grass\r\nHe’s tracing his name in the mud\r\nRusty old metal and cracked-looking glass\r\nSilver and ash in my blood\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nTime won’t bend in this morning sun\r\nShadow talk, falling undone\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRolling down the dusty slope\r\nWith the heavy boots I own\r\nGot a mind with wheels of smoke\r\nAnd a stone for every bone\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\nHey, hey, hey\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nBarbed wire fences leaning in rows\r\nCow skulls sunk in the sand\r\nAll the wild horses nobody knows\r\nStill run this twisted land\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRolling down the dusty slope\r\nWith the heavy boots I own\r\nGot a mind with wheels of smoke\r\nAnd a stone for every bone\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\nHey, hey, hey\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSun drops low, copper and red\r\nBroken tracks lead me home\r\nBoot prints fade where I once tread\r\nLeaving dust for the dawn\r\nOh, oh, oh\r\nHey, hey, hey\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:43:04', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/wheels-of-smoke', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('523', NULL, 'Stranger\'s Favourite Game', '0', 'stranger-s-favourite-game', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Verse 1]\r\nOld magician by the mirror paints his grin\r\nBroken tic-tac in his pocket, tossed again\r\nShaky hands arrange the puppets on the stair\r\nTiny eyes behind the curtain, watching there\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nWhistle soft, the hours pass, fortunes never true\r\nHide your name behind a silver pin\r\nWelcome every mask anew\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSee the children, paper capes and faces pale\r\nOh, they dance along the spiral, count the tale\r\nHear the laughter drifting sideways, sideways same\r\nWe all play the stranger\'s favorite game\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, la la la la la\r\nOh, la la la la la\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nGarden statues on the hillside turn away\r\nShadow people drifting farther day by day\r\nSomeone\'s picture in a locket, green and gold\r\nTell me why the story always must be told\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nUnderneath the carousel, tired eyes spin around\r\nFunny how the painted beasts just wait\r\nEvery step is round and round\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSee the children, paper capes and faces pale\r\nOh, they dance along the spiral, count the tale\r\nHear the laughter drifting sideways, sideways same\r\nWe all play the stranger\'s favorite game\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, la la la la la\r\nOh, la la la la la\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nDusty banners on the hallway, colors fade\r\nHidden symbols in the carpets, gently laid\r\nCracks appearing in the silence, smile leaks through\r\nWalking backwards on the spiral, just like you\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSee the children, paper capes and faces pale\r\nOh, they dance along the spiral, count the tale\r\nHear the laughter drifting sideways, sideways same\r\nWe all play the stranger\'s favorite game\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, la la la la la\r\nOh, la la la la la\r\nOh, la la la la la\r\nOh, la la la la la\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:44:28', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/strangers-favourite-game', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('524', NULL, 'Circling Down', '0', 'circling-down', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Intro]\r\nCrimson sunrise through the curtain, dawn is burning in my eyes\r\nPaint is peeling on the ceiling, shapes are twisting, pushing lies\r\nAsh and perfume on the cushions, future flickers in the frame\r\nMaps are curling on the table, every street a whispered name\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSunday twisted on the carpet, tread the patterns on the floor\r\nBrass and velvet in the lamplight, someone calling at the door\r\nFeet are tangled in the question, skin as faded as a prayer\r\nLiquid laughter in the hallway, something strange is living there\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nWaking heavy, voices crawling, every shadow knows my name\r\nMoving sideways through the echoes, nothing ever stays the same\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCircling, I see you moving, shadow hiding in the gleam\r\nUnderneath a pale December, slipping through my woven dream\r\nCall the monster to awaken, twist its name upon your tongue\r\nWe are dancers round a spiral, stories old but far from done\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, round and round and round\r\nOh, oh, oh, circling down\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nMirror faces in the window, staring back with stranger’s eyes\r\nLips of silver tell a secret, trickle through the morning lies\r\nOn the edge of understanding, fingers just beyond the stone\r\nEvery promise fades to thunder, but I won’t be left alone\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nTime unravels all the answers, keep it spinning, keep it tight\r\nWe go chasing after phantoms, never certain, always right\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCircling, I see you moving, shadow hiding in the gleam\r\nUnderneath a pale December, slipping through my woven dream\r\nCall the monster to awaken, twist its name upon your tongue\r\nWe are dancers round a spiral, stories old but far from done\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, round and round and round\r\nOh, oh, oh, circling down\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nSilver wire around my ankle, dragging clocks behind my heel\r\nBlinding daylight in the attic, not a soul to make it real\r\nPatchwork riddles on the railing, velvet curses in the glow\r\nTrace a promise in the plaster, let the sleeping feathers go\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nCracked mosaics in the corners, secrets tangled in the yarn\r\nSighing softly through the silence, fading faster than you’d planned\r\nFractured visions on the mantel, brittle laughter, distant tune\r\nGhosts are formed of aching mornings, nothing here dissolves too soon\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCircling, I see you moving, shadow hiding in the gleam\r\nUnderneath a pale December, slipping through my woven dream\r\nCall the monster to awaken, twist its name upon your tongue\r\nWe are dancers round a spiral, stories old but far from done\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh, oh, oh, round and round and round\r\nOh, oh, oh, circling down\r\nOh, oh, oh, circling down\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nFaded footsteps on the carpet, morning crawling up the wall\r\nYesterday’s reflection trembling, stretching long and growing small\r\nBroken lock upon the window, promises that drift away\r\nFinal shimmer in the corner, dawn has come to steal the day\r\n\r\nOh, oh, oh, round and round and round\r\nOh, oh, oh, circling down\r\nOh, oh, oh, round and round and round\r\nOh, oh, oh, circling down\r\nOh, oh, oh, round and round and round\r\nOh, oh, oh, circling down\r\n\r\n[Reprise]\r\nPaper shapes drift through my vision, folding corners in my mind\r\nShadow laughter on the staircase, lost in riddles time won’t find\r\nThreads of daylight crossing softly, slipping backwards through the pane\r\nEvery spiral\'s left me dizzy, every echo calls your name\r\n\r\n[Outro Verse]\r\nCurtains breathing in the morning, colour leaking down the street\r\nAncient patterns in the pavement, pulling silence from the heat\r\nQuiet as the world is turning, old reflections fade to grey\r\nStill the circle keeps on shifting, drawing night into the day\r\n\r\nOh, oh, oh, round and round and round\r\nOh, oh, oh, circling down\r\nOh, oh, oh, round and round and round\r\nOh, oh, oh, circling down\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:45:43', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/circling-down', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('525', NULL, 'Burning Skies', '0', 'burning-skies', '2025-11-30', 'Old Sandhill Boots', '[Intro]\r\nNight winds are circling the sleep-heavy ground\r\nOld legends hum where the ashes are found\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nBeneath crooked branches, old giants lie still\r\nWatching their children inherit the chill\r\nAll silent verdicts fall one by one\r\nMouths full of secrets and dust from the sun\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nHeavy footprints in the ash and the sand\r\nWoken from silence by a trembling hand\r\nStaring at faces that flicker and fade\r\nCarved by tomorrow, by stories unmade\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFrozen in thought, in nameless belief\r\nCaught in a shadow without any chief\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHeroes trembling under burning skies\r\nHands locked in a dream, their vision denies\r\nGods and mortals disfigured by chance\r\nSpinning in circles in a labyrinth dance\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, lost and won\r\nOh-oh, sons and suns\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nFierce and fragile, beneath layers of stone\r\nStrange new banners where kingdoms have grown\r\nThey wandered shouting with terror and pride\r\nBlinded by glories nobody could hide\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nToo far to shout, too tired to flee\r\nBalancing hope on a fine broken knee\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHeroes trembling under burning skies\r\nHands locked in a dream, their vision denies\r\nGods and mortals disfigured by chance\r\nSpinning in circles in a labyrinth dance\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, lost and won\r\nOh-oh, sons and suns\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nCloaks made of silence unravel with time\r\nOut of their hunger, a new myth will climb\r\nJagged reflections in amber and smoke\r\nChasing a laughter that nobody spoke\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHeroes trembling under burning skies\r\nHands locked in a dream, their vision denies\r\nGods and mortals disfigured by chance\r\nSpinning in circles in a labyrinth dance\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, lost and won\r\nOh-oh, sons and suns\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nOne last riddle cast into the wind\r\nBreath of their fathers, longing to rescind\r\nVanish like thunder after the rain\r\nMourning the echo, alive with the pain\r\n\r\n[Coda]\r\nShadows receding, the silence returns\r\nGold crowns abandoned and memory burns\r\nDreams on the shoulders of those who remain\r\nBound to their riddles, alive in the strain\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, lost and won\r\nOh-oh, sons and suns\r\n\r\n[Extended Outro]\r\nTwilight is melting the lines in the sand\r\nOld voices wandering, none to withstand\r\nFootsteps receding on spiral-shaped fields\r\nPromising legends their hunger still yields\r\n\r\n[Sustained Coda]\r\nCurtains of silence drawn over the stage\r\nMasks hanging heavy from age upon age\r\nAshes and laughter blend into the night\r\nWaking to memories clinging to light\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, lost and won\r\nOh-oh, sons and suns\r\n\r\n[Final Verse]\r\nSilent procession through ruins of thought\r\nWorn out by riddles that memory brought\r\nGrey ancient statues lean close to the ground\r\nWaiting for music that never is found\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, lost and won\r\nOh-oh, sons and suns\r\n\r\n[Final Coda]\r\nFrom far horizons, the questions remain\r\nTrapped in a circle, both promise and chain\r\nHeroes and shadows dissolve all the same\r\nCarried by longing, nameless in name\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, lost and won\r\nOh-oh, sons and suns\r\n\r\n[Epilogue]\r\nFaded inscriptions too distant to read\r\nEchoes of hope left behind in the seed\r\nStarlit confessions dissolve in the clay\r\nStill they go wandering, night becoming day\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, lost and won\r\nOh-oh, sons and suns\r\n\r\n[Final Fade]\r\nDust-hallowed footsteps trace circles once more\r\nDragging the promise ashore\r\nNothing forgotten, just silence retold\r\nWalking on legends grown cold\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh-oh, lost and won\r\nOh-oh, sons and suns\r\n\r\n', NULL, NULL, '2026-03-23 12:47:09', NULL, 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/burning-skies', '1', '0', NULL);
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('526', '', 'Sorry, Not Sorry', '0', 'sorry-not-sorry', '2026-03-24', 'Shoreline2', '[Intro]  \r\nConcrete  \r\nGrey haze  \r\nMirrors lie, don\'t they always?  \r\nReflecting back a stranger\'s gaze  \r\n\r\n[Verse]  \r\nI drift through the maze  \r\nLooking for some kind of sign  \r\nI see the mess, the tangled lines  \r\nBut not the motive, the hidden signs  \r\n\r\nDon\'t think it\'s you, the sole target of my game  \r\nI\'m lost in the labyrinth, calling out my own name  \r\nA twisted map, a faulty guide  \r\nLeading me on, with nowhere to hide  \r\n\r\nIt is not only you  \r\nI mislead myself  \r\nTurning left  \r\nGoing south  \r\nRunning my mouth  \r\nBitter  \r\nBetter  \r\nI am a heavy weather girl  \r\nCaught in a spin  \r\nPaper thin  \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus / Build]  \r\nPredator  \r\nPrey  \r\nI enjoy the chase  \r\nDo not get me wrong  \r\nHoney  \r\nMoney  \r\nNothing is funny  \r\nWhen the mask starts to crack  \r\n\r\nI\'m sorry, not sorry, for the chaos I create  \r\nA hurricane of feelings, sealed by fate  \r\nI enjoy the chase, the thrill, the sting  \r\nBut darling, believe me, it means nothing  \r\n\r\n[Chorus – A x B]  \r\nI am not what you think  \r\nI am not what I see  \r\nMoving through the water  \r\nMoving through the deep  \r\n\r\nI\'m sorry, not sorry, for the chaos I create  \r\nA hurricane of feelings, sealed by fate  \r\n\r\nI am not what you think  \r\nI am not what I see  \r\nMoving through the water  \r\nMoving through the deep  \r\n\r\n[Drop / Post-Chorus]  \r\nFalling down  \r\nFalling down  \r\nSpinning around  \r\nSpinning around  \r\n\r\n[Verse 2]  \r\nWords like weapons, thrown in jest  \r\nLeaving wreckage, I confess  \r\nI build you up, then watch you fall  \r\nA puppet master, answering no call  \r\n\r\nI want it  \r\nI need it  \r\nI take it and leave it  \r\nTotal mess  \r\nNothing less  \r\nDress to impress the ghost in the hall  \r\nLost it all  \r\nBy the wall  \r\nStanding tall  \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus / Build]  \r\nDon\'t think it\'s you, the sole target of my game  \r\nI\'m lost in the labyrinth, calling out my own name  \r\nA twisted map, a faulty guide  \r\nLeading me on, with nowhere to hide  \r\n\r\nMaybe I am honest  \r\nMaybe I am fake  \r\nMaybe I am just a mistake  \r\nI lie to the mirror  \r\nI lie to the moon  \r\nI lie to the air in this room  \r\nTangled up  \r\nWrapped up  \r\nShut up  \r\n\r\n[Chorus – A x B]  \r\nI am not what you think  \r\nI am not what I see  \r\nMoving through the water  \r\nMoving through the deep  \r\n\r\nI\'m sorry, not sorry, for the chaos I create  \r\nA hurricane of feelings, sealed by fate  \r\nI enjoy the chase, the thrill, the sting  \r\nBut darling, believe me, it means nothing  \r\n\r\nI am not what you think  \r\nI am not what I see  \r\nMoving through the water  \r\nMoving through the deep  \r\n\r\n[Bridge]  \r\nI mislead myself, in this masquerade  \r\nA constant battle, a soul unafraid  \r\nTo burn it all down, and start again  \r\nA phoenix rising, until the very end  \r\n\r\nI mislead myself  \r\nI mislead myself  \r\nMislead  \r\nMislead  \r\n\r\n[Final Hook / Outro]  \r\nJust a girl, a storm, a paradox defined  \r\nLost in the echoes of her own mind  \r\n\r\nI am a mystery to me  \r\nTo me  \r\nTo me  \r\n\r\nFalling down  \r\nSpinning around  \r\nI am not what you think  \r\nMoving through the deep\r\n\r\n\r\n', 'title: Enigma Apology\r\nsong style: UK Girl band - Synth-pop melodies, shimmering pads, and driving beats create a modern sound, layered vocals deliver harmonies, catchy hooks express a sense of self-reflection.\r\n4:01 & 3:39\r\nThe second one of these seems best.\r\n\r\ntitle: Velvet Confessions\r\nsong style: UK Girl band - Smooth R&B, mellow harmonies, and a touch of electronica, create an intimate, late-night atmosphere, layered with vocal textures for depth.\r\n\r\nEnigma Apology / Velvet Confessions\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nMirrors lie, don\'t they always?\r\nReflecting back a stranger\'s gaze\r\nI see the mess, the tangled lines\r\nBut not the motive, the hidden signs\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nDon\'t think it\'s you, the sole target of my game\r\nI\'m lost in the labyrinth, calling out my own name\r\nA twisted map, a faulty guide\r\nLeading me on, with nowhere to hide\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI\'m sorry, not sorry, for the chaos I create\r\nA hurricane of feelings, sealed by fate\r\nI enjoy the chase, the thrill, the sting\r\nBut darling, believe me, it means nothing\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nWords like weapons, thrown in jest\r\nLeaving wreckage, I confess\r\nI build you up, then watch you fall\r\nA puppet master, answering no call\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nDon\'t think it\'s you, the sole target of my game\r\nI\'m lost in the labyrinth, calling out my own name\r\nA twisted map, a faulty guide\r\nLeading me on, with nowhere to hide\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI\'m sorry, not sorry, for the chaos I create\r\nA hurricane of feelings, sealed by fate\r\nI enjoy the chase, the thrill, the sting\r\nBut darling, believe me, it means nothing\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI mislead myself, in this masquerade\r\nA constant battle, a soul unafraid\r\nTo burn it all down, and start again\r\nA phoenix rising, until the very end\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI\'m sorry, not sorry, for the chaos I create\r\nA hurricane of feelings, sealed by fate\r\nI enjoy the chase, the thrill, the sting\r\nBut darling, believe me, it means nothing\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSo take my hand, or walk away\r\nThere\'s nothing more that I can say\r\nJust a girl, a storm, a paradox defined\r\nLost in the echoes of her own mind\r\n\r\n---------------\r\n\r\nMislead Myself\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nConcrete\r\nGrey haze\r\nI drift through the maze\r\nLooking for some kind of sign\r\nIt is not only you\r\nI mislead myself\r\nTurning left\r\nGoing south\r\nRunning my mouth\r\nBitter\r\nBetter\r\nI am a heavy weather girl\r\nCaught in a spin\r\nPaper thin\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am not what you think\r\nI am not what I see\r\nMoving through the water\r\nMoving through the deep\r\nI am not what you think\r\nI am not what I see\r\nMoving through the water\r\nMoving through the deep\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nFalling down\r\nFalling down\r\nSpinning around\r\nSpinning around\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nPredator\r\nPrey\r\nI enjoy the chase\r\nDo not get me wrong\r\nHoney\r\nMoney\r\nNothing is funny\r\nWhen the mask starts to crack\r\nI want it\r\nI need it\r\nI take it and leave it\r\nTotal mess\r\nNothing less\r\nDress to impress the ghost in the hall\r\nLost it all\r\nBy the wall\r\nStanding tall\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am not what you think\r\nI am not what I see\r\nMoving through the water\r\nMoving through the deep\r\nI am not what you think\r\nI am not what I see\r\nMoving through the water\r\nMoving through the deep\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nFalling down\r\nFalling down\r\nSpinning around\r\nSpinning around\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe I am honest\r\nMaybe I am fake\r\nMaybe I am just a mistake\r\nI lie to the mirror\r\nI lie to the moon\r\nI lie to the air in this room\r\nTangled up\r\nWrapped up\r\nShut up\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am not what you think\r\nI am not what I see\r\nMoving through the water\r\nMoving through the deep\r\nI am not what you think\r\nI am not what I see\r\nMoving through the water\r\nMoving through the deep\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nFalling down\r\nFalling down\r\nSpinning around\r\nSpinning around\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nI mislead myself\r\nI mislead myself\r\nMislead\r\nMislead\r\nI am a mystery to me\r\nTo me\r\nTo me\r\n\r\n---\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n', '', '2026-03-24 16:23:50', '1355,1349,1350,1351,1352,1353,1354', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/sorry-not-sorry', '1', '1', 'Shoreline2/Sorry,_Not_Sorry.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('527', '', 'The Boys Club', '0', 'the-boys-club', '2026-03-24', 'The Grey Road', '[Verse 1]\r\nPrivate jets\r\nCrossing over oceans\r\nHeads of state and kings of silver screens\r\nQuiet halls\r\nLined with silk and secrets\r\nA handshake on the tarmac means you are clean\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWelcome to the boys club\r\nNothing is illegal here\r\nWelcome to the boys club\r\nDrinking down the atmosphere\r\nWelcome to the boys club\r\nThe boys club\r\nThe boys club\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nYeah\r\nHigher than the law\r\nHigher than the law\r\nWatching us below\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nBlack books\r\nGold ink\r\nNames they never say aloud in public\r\nBusinessmen\r\nAcademics\r\nEveryone is feeding on the same plate\r\nNo borders\r\nNo flags\r\nOnly the network\r\nOnly the name\r\nOnly the shame\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWelcome to the boys club\r\nNothing is illegal here\r\nWelcome to the boys club\r\nDrinking down the atmosphere\r\nWelcome to the boys club\r\nThe boys club\r\nThe boys club\r\n\r\n[Drop]\r\nThe boys club\r\nThe boys club\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nThey see\r\nThey take\r\nThey hide\r\nThe island is a ghost now\r\nThe cameras have all gone dark\r\nWho signed the ledger\r\nWho kept the pace\r\nWho wears the mask tonight\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWelcome to the boys club\r\nNothing is illegal here\r\nWelcome to the boys club\r\nDrinking down the atmosphere\r\nWelcome to the boys club\r\nThe boys club\r\nThe boys club\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nYeah\r\nHigher than the law\r\nHigher than the law\r\nHigher than the law\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nShut the door\r\nKeep it tight\r\nDon\'t look back\r\nInto the night\r\nThe boys club\r\nThe boys club\r\nIt never ends\r\nIt never ends\r\n', 'Hard rock with elements of power pop. Distorted electric guitars play palm-muted eighth-note riffs in the verses and open power chords in the choruses. A clean electric guitar provides melodic counterpoint with single-note lines. The bass guitar follows the kick drum patterns with a gritty, overdriven tone. Drums feature a heavy backbeat with prominent crash cymbals and open hi-hats in the chorus. Male vocals are delivered with a raspy, aggressive belt in a high tenor range, featuring layered harmonies during the hook. The tempo is 135 BPM in 4/4 time, in the key of G major.\r\n\r\nSS-\r\nA dark, mid-70s art-rock track with brutal, repetitive percussion. Features stabbing, overdriven Hammond B3 organ chords instead of synths. The delivery is deadpan and sardonic. The atmosphere is cold, echoing the \'World in Action\' documentary dread. Heavy, thudding rhythm.', 'From the album <a href=\"https://samewavelength.co.uk/albums/the-grey-road/\">The Grey Road</a>\r\n\r\n[gmusic]1xVUfgA-7qq-vdgJI5h52pJxyaHoz-4rN[/gmusic]', '2026-03-24 18:58:04', '1547,1548,1525,1526,1545,1546', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/the-boys-club', '1', '1', 'The_Grey_Road/The_Boys_Club.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('528', '', 'Viral Dreams', '0', 'viral-dreams', '2026-03-25', 'The Archivist (Satirical Mode)', '[Intro] [Upbeat Electronic Music]\r\nYo, what\'s up, future star?\r\nHeard your track, it\'s gone real far\r\nBut listen close, don\'t be naive\r\n\'Cause going viral, you gotta believe\r\n\r\n[Verse 1] [Smooth, almost seductive male voice]\r\nI\'m just a fan, that\'s what I am\r\nDigging deep on SoundCloud, doing my scan\r\nFound your sound, it\'s got that spark\r\nJust needs a push to leave its mark\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus] [Tempo increases slightly]\r\nMillions of listeners, it\'s all in sight\r\nWith my promo, day and night\r\nThink of the streams, the fame, the cash\r\nBut first, a little investment, gotta make a splash\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Beat drops, becomes more intense]\r\nViral dreams, yeah, they come at a price\r\nGotta pay to play, roll the dice\r\nExposure like you\'ve never seen\r\nJust gotta slide some green to the marketing machine\r\n\r\n[Verse 2] [Voice becomes more insistent]\r\nDon\'t get me wrong, your talent\'s real\r\nBut the internet\'s a battlefield\r\nAlgorithms and bots, it\'s a tricky game\r\nI\'ve got the cheat codes, whisperin\' your name\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus] [Tempo increases again]\r\nThink of the labels, the radio play\r\nYour music blasting every single day\r\nBut time is money, gotta act fast\r\nThis offer\'s golden, built to last\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Beat drops harder, more aggressive]\r\nViral dreams, yeah, they come at a price\r\nGotta pay to play, roll the dice\r\nExposure like you\'ve never seen\r\nJust gotta slide some green to the marketing machine\r\n\r\n[Bridge] [Music softens, becomes more manipulative]\r\nI\'m not like those other guys, no fake clout\r\nI genuinely want to help you out\r\nSee your potential, clear as day\r\nJust need a little fuel to light the way\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Beat returns, same intensity]\r\nViral dreams, yeah, they come at a price\r\nGotta pay to play, roll the dice\r\nExposure like you\'ve never seen\r\nJust gotta slide some green to the marketing machine\r\n\r\n[Outro] [Music fades out with a final, echoing synth]\r\nSo, what do you say? Ready to blow?\r\nMy DMs are open, let the money flow…\r\n[Fade Out]\r\n', 'Suno ref. 1356\r\n\r\nA promoter who targets users/artists on SoundCloud, using flattery and saying that with just a bit of help \"your tracks could go viral!\", but it isn\'t so much about what they can do for you, but about what you can do for them in terms of how much you\'ll pay for their services. They often use identities/genders that are the opposite of reality.\r\n\r\ntitle: Viral Dreams\r\n\r\nA hyper-pop track, with distorted 808s and a repetitive synth melody. High-pitched, auto-tuned vocals create an artificial feel, layered with processed ad-libs and heavy compression.', '', '2026-03-25 17:47:34', '1370,1371', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/viral-dreams', '1', '1', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('529', '', 'Kinetic Action', '0', 'kinetic-action', '2026-03-25', 'The Grey Road', '[Intro]\r\n[distorted electric guitar power chords, driving drums]\r\n[clean electric guitar arpeggio enters]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, high-energy male vocals]\r\nHey! Great big soldier\r\n[bass guitar with overdrive]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[drums and distorted guitar drop out, clean guitar arpeggio continues]\r\nThe satellite is watching us\r\nStatic on the wire\r\n[distorted guitar power chords enter]\r\nAh!\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band]\r\nCall it conflict\r\nCall it intervention\r\nCall it war, call it war, call it war\r\nAre we the goodies\r\nOr are we the baddies, the ones you adore?\r\nShock and awe, shock and awe, the law, the law, the law\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[clean electric guitar arpeggio, light percussion]\r\nI don\'t like this book we\'re reading\r\nI don\'t like this film we\'re watching\r\nTurn back, flip the page, the hero is a ghost\r\nFrozen in the frame, eliminated\r\nForgotten, gone\r\nThe fallen, the killed, the dead\r\nJust a clever game, just a clever game\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, layered vocal harmonies]\r\nCall it conflict\r\nCall it intervention\r\nCall it war, call it war, call it war\r\nAre we the goodies\r\nOr are we the baddies, the ones you adore?\r\nShock and awe, shock and awe, the law, the law, the law\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[distorted guitar riffing]\r\nRewind the video\r\nRewind the video\r\nMake it like it was before, before the operation\r\n[feedback swell, abrupt stop]', 'Alternative rock with punk and power pop influences. Distorted electric guitars play driving power chords and palm-muted eighth-note patterns. A clean electric guitar provides melodic counterpoint with bright, jangly arpeggios. The bass guitar follows the kick drum with a thick, overdriven tone. Drums feature a heavy backbeat with prominent crash cymbal accents and rapid snare fills. Male vocals are delivered with a gritty, energetic belt, occasionally layering into three-part harmonies during the chorus. The arrangement uses sudden dynamic shifts between dense, distorted sections and sparser, cleaner passages. Tempo is 165 BPM in 4/4 time.', 'From the album <a href=\"https://samewavelength.co.uk/albums/the-grey-road/\">The Grey Road</a>', '2026-03-25 23:32:07', '1563,1564,1529,1530', '', '1', '1', 'The_Grey_Road/Kinetic_Action.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('530', '', 'Tyrannical Woman', '0', 'tyrannical-woman', '2026-03-26', 'The Static Script', '[Verse 1] [Funk Rock]\r\nNeedle dropped, but the groove was full of rust\r\nWhispers in the dark, I thought I knew it all\r\nLaughin\' \'bout the day, just you and me\r\nThen your eyes flashed gold, suddenly\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus] [Slightly Distorted Guitar]\r\nSomethin\' shifted, somethin\' ain\'t the same\r\nLike a record scratchin\', callin\' out your name\r\nBut the name I shouted, echoed back so cold\r\nStory\'s changed, a truth I ain\'t been told\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Wild Cherry Bass Line]\r\nTyrannical woman, you\'ll be the death of me\r\nBeneath that sweet facade, you hide a wicked decree\r\nTwisted smile, a glint of somethin\' primal\r\nMy sweet love, you\'re comin\' uninvited\r\n\r\n[Verse 2] [Funky Guitar Riff]\r\nUsed to think your quirks were kinda cute\r\nNow I see the cracks beneath the polished loot\r\nEvery little secret, every hidden glance\r\nPoints to somethin\' darker, a hypnotic trance\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus] [Building Tension]\r\nSomethin\' shifted, somethin\' ain\'t the same\r\nLike a record scratchin\', callin\' out your name\r\nBut the name I shouted, echoed back so cold\r\nStory\'s changed, a truth I ain\'t been told\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Wild Cherry Bass Line]\r\nTyrannical woman, you\'ll be the death of me\r\nBeneath that sweet facade, you hide a wicked decree\r\nTwisted smile, a glint of somethin\' primal\r\nMy sweet love, you\'re comin\' uninvited\r\n\r\n[Bridge] [Guitar Solo - Wah Pedal]\r\n[Instrumental break with a building sense of unease]\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Wild Cherry Bass Line]\r\nTyrannical woman, you\'ll be the death of me\r\nBeneath that sweet facade, you hide a wicked decree\r\nTwisted smile, a glint of somethin\' primal\r\nMy sweet love, you\'re comin\' uninvited\r\n\r\n[Outro] [Fade Out with Echoing Vocals]\r\nUninvited... Uninvited... Woman... Death of me...\r\n', 'The character is a bit disturbed by finding out that his lady is something else. Something a bit unhinged. I\'m imagining something with a Wild Cherry guitar and bass.\r\n\r\nTyrannical women, you\'ll be the death of me\r\nBeneath that sweet facade, you hide a wicked soul...\r\n\r\nA hard rock song with a driving bassline and distorted guitar, reminiscent of Wild Cherry, punctuated by explosive drum fills, creating a frenzied, unhinged atmosphere, the melody is intense.', '', '2026-03-26 11:37:28', '1357,1358', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/tyrannical-woman', '1', '1', 'The_Static_Script/Tyrannical_Woman.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('531', '', 'Accessories', '0', 'accessories', '2026-03-27', 'BritPop', '[Verse 1]\r\nStuck\r\nShiny gold pram\r\nPushing down the high street\r\nMatching my mother\r\nBrand new baby\r\nBoutique\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nPocket sized\r\nPosing for the lens\r\nLook at me\r\nLook at him\r\nHandbag human\r\nStyled by a stylist\r\nCrying\r\nLoud\r\nPlastic smile for the camera\r\nLittle model\r\nLittle toy\r\nDon\'t get dirty\r\nDon\'t be a boy\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI was just a bit of jewelry\r\nDangling from her wrist\r\nI was just a bit of jewelry\r\nSomething to be kissed\r\nJust a fancy button on a coat\r\nJust a tiny anchor for the boat\r\nI was an accessory\r\nAnd I don\'t mean the criminal kind\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nNot the criminal kind\r\nNot the criminal kind\r\nOh no\r\nNo way\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nTea\r\nCold milk\r\nSilver spoon in the mouth\r\nBored\r\nTears on the silk\r\nFather wants a photo\r\nStand there\r\nStill\r\nMatching ties and matching eyes\r\nPerfect pair\r\nPerfect lies\r\nKeep the receipt\r\nKeep the tag\r\nTucked inside a designer bag\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI was just a bit of jewelry\r\nDangling from her wrist\r\nI was just a bit of jewelry\r\nSomething to be kissed\r\nJust a fancy button on a coat\r\nJust a tiny anchor for the boat\r\nI was an accessory\r\nAnd I don\'t mean the criminal kind\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe I\'m a person\r\nMaybe I\'m a soul\r\nMaybe I\'m a human\r\nNot a prop\r\nNot a doll\r\nNot a hobby\r\nTake me back to the shop\r\nPull the plug and make it stop\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI was just a bit of jewelry\r\nDangling from her wrist\r\nI was just a bit of jewelry\r\nSomething to be kissed\r\nJust a fancy button on a coat\r\nJust a tiny anchor for the boat\r\nI was an accessory\r\nAnd I don\'t mean the criminal kind\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nCheck the price tag\r\nCheck the label\r\nLeave the toddler on the table\r\nNot the criminal kind\r\nJust a bit of jewelry\r\nJust an accessory\r\nOnly an accessory\r\n', 'A cheeky song about couples treating their children as little accessories.\r\nWhen I was a kid, I was an accessory—\r\nAnd I don’t mean a criminal accessory\r\n\r\nbritpop, 1990s, male vocalist\r\n\r\nNot the Criminal Kind / Boutique Baby', '', '2026-03-27 01:53:18', '1359,1360', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/accessories', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('532', '', 'Saucy Seaside Postcard', '0', 'saucy-seaside-postcard', '2026-03-28', 'Embittered Poet', '[Verse 1]\r\nYou strut about like you own the pier\r\nKiss-me-quick hat and a pint of beer\r\nAnother day, another greasy chip\r\nAnother tale from your loose-lipped ship... \r\n\r\n[Chorus 1]\r\nYou live your life like the protagonist\r\nOf a saucy seaside postcard\r\nAll double entendre and seaside twist\r\nOh, it\'s really quite absurd!\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nBucket and spade, building castles of sand\r\nOblivious to the tide\'s reprimand\r\nSeagulls squawking, a cacophony crude\r\nJust like the thoughts you keep imbued... \r\n\r\n[Chorus 1]\r\nYou live your life like the protagonist\r\nOf a saucy seaside postcard\r\nAll double entendre and seaside twist\r\nOh, it\'s really quite absurd!\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nThe faded glamour of a bygone age\r\nTrapped...\r\n\r\n[Bridge - The Loneliness of the Long Distance Fool]\r\n[Instruments: melodic bass solo, jangly guitar chords]\r\nAnd in the guesthouse, floral and cold\r\nYou count the stories you’ve already told\r\nA legend in your own lunchtime, perhaps?\r\nBetween the bingo and the memory lapses!\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nThe faded glamour of a bygone age\r\nTrapped in amber, on life\'s centre stage\r\nYou play the fool with such commitment true\r\nBut darling, everyone\'s laughing at you!\r\n\r\n[Verse 4]\r\nThe slot machines go dark at five\r\nThe only thing that’s left alive\r\nIs the scent of vinegar and wet concrete\r\nAnd the echo of your tapping feet\r\nYou’re a king of a kingdom made of tin\r\nWaiting for the world to let you in.\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\n[Instruments: full energy, driving beat]\r\nYou live your life like the protagonist\r\nOf a saucy seaside postcard\r\nAll double entendre and seaside twist\r\nOh, it\'s really quite absurd!\r\n\r\n[Outro - The Season\'s End]\r\n[Vocal: fading into a dramatic, melodic hum]\r\nSaucy postcard, fading in the sun\r\nYour fifteen minutes are almost done...\r\nThe tide is turning, the joke\'s wearing thin\r\nWhere will you go when the season ends, then?\r\n[Ad-lib: Oh, the season ends...]\r\n(—clean guitar jangle fades out—)\r\n\r\n[End]\r\n\r\n', '', '', '2026-03-28 16:32:02', '1363,1361,1362', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/saucy-seaside-postcard', '1', '1', 'misc/Saucy_Seaside_Postcard.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('533', '', 'A Bitter Wine', '0', 'a-bitter-wine', '2026-03-31', 'Shoreline', '[Verse 1]\r\nFlickering hues, a prism\'s release\r\nIs this the end? A fractured peace\r\nOur shared stage, now dimmed and cold\r\nA story untold, growing old\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nUsed to find solace, knowing your place\r\nA comforting constant, a familiar face\r\nNow a pixelated ghost, a digital guise\r\nLost in the static, behind your screen eyes\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThe thrill is gone, the rush has fled\r\nThis bittersweet ache, inside my head\r\nMy craving fades, a gentle decline\r\nIndifference blooms, a bitter wine\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nRemember whispers, secrets we\'d keep\r\nShared laughter echoing, secrets so deep\r\nNow filtered updates, a curated show\r\nA highlight reel, of where did we go?\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nUsed to find solace, knowing your place\r\nA comforting constant, a familiar face\r\nNow a pixelated ghost, a digital guise\r\nLost in the static, behind your screen eyes\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThe thrill is gone, the rush has fled\r\nThis bittersweet ache, inside my head\r\nMy craving fades, a gentle decline\r\nIndifference blooms, a bitter wine\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe this distance, will set us free\r\nFrom the tangled web, of you and me\r\nA quiet surrender, a silent release\r\nFinding our own colours, finding our peace\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThe thrill is gone, the rush has fled\r\nThis bittersweet ache, inside my head\r\nMy craving fades, a gentle decline\r\nIndifference blooms, a bitter wine\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nIndifference blooms\r\nA bitter wine\r\nFading away\r\nOne line at a time', 'Melancholic, R&B-infused, with breathy vocals and a subtle electronic pulse, a minimalist soundscape enhances the song\'s introspective mood.\r\n', '[suno]dad2c7bd-1eac-4af6-b31c-7b5514e40471[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]cb97c438-3fb5-4544-8d7a-d01579259148[/suno]', '2026-03-31 00:25:05', '1364,1365,1786,1787', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('534', '', 'Sceptical Stephen', '0', 'sceptical-stephen', '2026-04-03', 'General', '[Verse 1] [Acoustic Guitar, Slow Tempo]\r\nStephen sits, a frown upon his face,\r\nSays new tech is a complicated waste.\r\n\"This Copilot,\" he scoffs with a sigh,\r\n\"Just parrots words, beneath the digital sky.\"\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Slightly faster, drums enter softly]\r\nHe\'s Sceptical Stephen, a man of doubt,\r\nBelieves true thought can\'t be farmed out.\r\nHe trusts his mind, his pen, his page,\r\nSays AI\'s wisdom is a gilded cage.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2] [Acoustic Guitar, Slow Tempo]\r\nHe sees the hype, the promises so bold,\r\nOf stories written, futures to unfold.\r\nBut Stephen shakes his head, unimpressed,\r\n\"It lacks the soul, the human context.\"\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Slightly faster, drums become more prominent]\r\nHe\'s Sceptical Stephen, a man of doubt,\r\nBelieves true thought can\'t be farmed out.\r\nHe trusts his mind, his pen, his page,\r\nSays AI\'s wisdom is a gilded cage.\r\n\r\n[Bridge] [Piano enters, melancholic]\r\nMaybe he\'s right, maybe he\'s wrong,\r\nBut Stephen\'s conviction is undeniably strong.\r\nIn a world of algorithms, cold and vast,\r\nHe clings to the human touch, meant to last.\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Faster, fuller instrumentation]\r\nHe\'s Sceptical Stephen, a man of doubt,\r\nBelieves true thought can\'t be farmed out.\r\nHe trusts his mind, his pen, his page,\r\nSays AI\'s wisdom is a gilded cage.\r\n\r\n[Outro] [Acoustic Guitar fades out slowly]\r\nSceptical Stephen, standing his ground,\r\nIn the digital age, where truth is rarely found.\r\n', 'Sceptical Stephen\r\n\r\nStephen doesn\'t use Copilot, he says it isn\'t intelligent\r\n\r\nMechanical rhythms underscore haunting synth melodies, evoking a sense of unease, echoing uncertainty and questioning with detached, robotic vocals\r\n\r\nhttps://www.sthelens-connect.net/board/viewtopic.php?p=3094', '', '2026-04-03 14:36:57', '1366,1367', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/sceptical-stephen', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('535', '', 'Spinning \'Round and \'Round', '0', 'spinning-round-and-round', '2026-04-08', 'Shoreline2', '[Verse 1]\r\nCracked mirror, cold reflection\r\nIs that all I\'m ever gonna see?\r\nFragmented moments, no connection\r\nJust a ghost of what we used to be\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nNever ending, quit pretending\r\nAre you ever going to try?\r\nFurtive glances, not unnoticed\r\nYou don\'t have to be so shy\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\'Cause I\'m falling, falling further down\r\nLost in the echo of a lonely sound\r\nThis emptiness is all that I have found\r\nJust spinning \'round and \'round\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nEmpty promises, whispered softly\r\nLike secrets carried on the breeze\r\nA fragile hope, I held it closely\r\nNow scattered \'mongst the autumn leaves\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nNever ending, quit pretending\r\nAre you ever going to try?\r\nFurtive glances, not unnoticed\r\nYou don\'t have to be so shy\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\'Cause I\'m falling, falling further down\r\nLost in the echo of a lonely sound\r\nThis emptiness is all that I have found\r\nJust spinning \'round and \'round\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI keep searching for a reason\r\nA flicker in the fading light\r\nBut the silence just keeps speaking\r\nThrough the darkness of the night\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\'Cause I\'m falling, falling further down\r\nLost in the echo of a lonely sound\r\nThis emptiness is all that I have found\r\nJust spinning \'round and \'round\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSpinning \'round and \'round\r\nYeah, spinning \'round and \'round\r\n', 'Song style: A soft rock ballad, featuring acoustic guitars, a steady drumbeat, and breathy vocals, creating a melancholic, intimate atmosphere, with a catchy, repetitive chorus.', '', '2026-04-08 08:53:41', '1372,1373', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/spinning-round-and-round', '1', '0', 'Shoreline2/Spinning_\'Round_and_\'Round.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('536', '', 'Is It Only My Imagination?', '0', 'is-it-only-my-imagination', '2026-04-10', 'Shoreline2', '[Verse 1]\r\nShattered glass\r\nInside my heavy head\r\nToo much weight for the wood floor\r\nYou look right through me\r\nWatching a phantom\r\nTracing the pattern\r\nThinking of ways to escape\r\nEmpty hallway\r\nGhost of a hallway\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIs it only my imagination\r\nFilling the space\r\nKilling the silence\r\nIs it only my imagination\r\nKeeping the pace\r\nHolding the violence\r\nIs it only\r\nIs it only\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh\r\nIn my mind\r\nIn my mind\r\nIs it only\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCigarette burn \r\nCold on the porch swing\r\nSteel and stone in my lungs\r\nFading away\r\nFading for certain\r\nNothing is real\r\nShadows are bending\r\nLosing my grip on the door frame\r\nSpinning out\r\nSlowly spinning out\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIs it only my imagination\r\nFilling the space\r\nKilling the silence\r\nIs it only my imagination\r\nKeeping the pace\r\nHolding the violence\r\nIs it only\r\nIs it only\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh\r\nIn my mind\r\nIn my mind\r\nIs it only\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe I\'m dreaming\r\nMaybe I\'m screaming\r\nMaybe I\'m gone\r\nLost the key\r\nLost the face\r\nLost the reason\r\nCaught in the middle\r\nRight in the middle\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIs it only my imagination\r\nFilling the space\r\nKilling the silence\r\nIs it only my imagination\r\nKeeping the pace\r\nHolding the violence\r\nIs it only\r\nIs it only\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh\r\nIn my mind\r\nIn my mind\r\nIs it only\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nJust a trick\r\nJust a ghost\r\nFlicker out\r\nFlicker out\r\nFlicker out\r\n', 'Prompted: Natalie Imbruglia, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, synthpop on Sonauto for lyrics', '', '2026-04-10 17:48:55', '1379,1380,1381', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/is-it-only-my-imagination', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('537', '', 'An Untidy Dream', '1', 'an-untidy-dream', '2026-04-11', 'The Grey Road', '[Intro]\r\n[drum stick count-off]\r\n[distorted electric guitar riff, driving drum beat]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[male vocals]\r\nMy hallway expanding out like an elastic rubber band\r\nThin wooden door popping under heavy weight I cannot see\r\nPulse and bubbling, green and smoothing in and out like a ribcage\r\nPanting rhythm suffocating underneath the thick layers of glue\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAn untidy dream\r\nWalking through the mess inside of my head\r\nIt is an untidy dream\r\nChecking my reflection in the shattered lead\r\nLooking for a way back home\r\nLooking for a way back home\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI am a giant scraping my shoulders on the stucco ceiling board\r\nSuddenly small, treading water in the cracks of the kitchen floor\r\nDizzy and dazed, disappearing down a rabbit hole made of plaster\r\nWaiting forward, waiting for snow, waiting for dust and an untidy dream\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWalking through the mess inside of my head\r\nIt is an untidy dream\r\nChecking my reflection in the shattered lead\r\nLooking for a way back home\r\nLooking for a way back home\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe the walls watching [vocal harmonies]\r\nMaybe the floors breathing [vocal harmonies]\r\nMaybe the air screaming [vocal harmonies]\r\nI lose my feel like liquid pouring out into the carpeted landscape\r\nThe room has a fever, everything is growing, everything is shrinking\r\nNothing stays still [vocal ad-libs]\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[distorted lead guitar melody, heavy drum fills]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAn untidy dream\r\nWalking through the mess inside of my head\r\nIt is an untidy dream\r\nChecking my reflection in the shattered lead\r\nLooking for a way back home\r\nLooking for a way back home\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nKeep the lights on\r\nKeep the lights on\r\nPlease keep the lights on\r\nStuck in the plaster becoming the wallpaper peeling away\r\n[final guitar chord rings out]', 'Alternative rock with a driving, syncopated rhythm. The arrangement features distorted electric guitars playing palm-muted power chords and melodic lead lines, a prominent electric bass with a gritty tone, and a full drum kit with heavy crash cymbals and a punchy snare. Male vocals transition between a mid-range melodic delivery and strained, high-energy belts. The track is in the key of E major at 145 BPM in 4/4 time. The production uses double-tracked guitars for width and light saturation on the vocal chain. The bridge features a rhythmic breakdown with staccato guitar stabs and vocal harmonies.\r\n\r\n\r\nPrompt: Untidy dream\r\nThe door frame keeps on changing sizes\r\nOne minute I\'m a giant, the next I\'m a midget\r\nThe wallpaper is breathing noisily\r\nThe flowers in the pattern are its lungs', '', '2026-04-11 08:07:07', '1553,1554,1535,1536,1382,1383,1384,1385', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/an-untidy-dream', '1', '1', 'The_Grey_Road/An_Untidy_Dream_(extended).mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('538', '', 'I Am Worth It', '0', 'i-am-worth-it', '2026-04-13', 'The Grey Road', '[Intro]\r\n[distorted electric guitar riff, driving drums, bass enters]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[palm-muted guitar]\r\nThe engine stalls, quiet dust falls in the marble hall\r\nConcrete cracks across the garden, bridges bend their neck\r\nI see the sky is falling down, tectonic plates are doing the shimmy\r\nHow will I save you? I truly do\r\nBecause of a bunny print, it holds us tight until we turn and blue\r\nCivilization fades away tonight\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, open distorted chords]\r\nBut you voted for me, yes you voted for me\r\nAnd I am worth every cent, every dollar and every penny spent\r\nI\'ll make it all great again\r\nOh, so great again, so great again, oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[clean arpeggiated guitar over driving rhythm]\r\nFollow the leader to the edge, jump with your eyes wide shut\r\nThe choir sings out loud again for the bishop and the slut\r\nSpring turns to juice, the losers call me a madman\r\nThe fanatics call me the king\r\nI am the messiah, I am the end, I am the gold and the copper\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[heavy crash cymbals]\r\nBut you voted for me, yes you voted for me\r\nAnd I am worth every cent, every dollar and every penny spent\r\nI\'ll make it all great again\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[sawtooth synth lead enters, half-time drum feel]\r\nMaybe it happens, maybe it breaks\r\nMaybe it dies, just like the stars do\r\nJust like the dirt does, just like I do\r\nUnder the weight of your hope\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[distorted lead guitar with wah-wah effect]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full intensity]\r\nBut you voted for me, yes you voted for me\r\nAnd I am worth every cent, every dollar and every penny spent\r\nI\'ll make it all great again\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[synth lead swells]\r\nOnce the lights go out, pull the curtains, the show is done\r\nThe vote is in, I am worth it\r\nGoodnight world, goodnight everyone\r\n[final guitar feedback, abrupt stop]\r\n', 'Alternative rock with a driving, anthemic feel. Distorted electric guitars play power chords and palm-muted rhythmic patterns. A clean electric guitar provides melodic counterpoint with bright, jangly arpeggios. The bass guitar follows the kick drum with a thick, overdriven tone. Drums feature a steady backbeat with heavy crash cymbal accents and sixteenth-note hi-hat patterns. Male vocals are delivered with a gritty, passionate tone, occasionally layering into harmonies during the chorus. The tempo is 145 BPM in the key of E Major. A prominent synthesizer lead with a sawtooth wave appears in the bridge and outro. The arrangement builds through dynamic shifts between palm-muted verses and wide-open, distorted choruses.\r\n\r\nQuite a good track. ?\r\n\r\nSonautoi prompt: A whole civilisation will die tonight\r\nI don\'t want that to happen, but it probably will\r\nSome say that I am a messiah, losers say I\'m a lunatic\r\nbut you voted for me and I am worth it\r\nI make things great again', '', '2026-04-13 05:32:05', '1565,1566,1531,1532', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/i-am-worth-it', '1', '1', 'The_Grey_Road/I_Am_Worth_It.mp3');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('539', '', 'Spins of Conversation', '0', 'spins-of-conversation', '2026-04-20', 'Psychedelic', '[Verse 1]\r\nVelvet suits and shadowed eyes, walking through the mist\r\nFlicker of a memory, something you once missed\r\nChampagne words are floating, secrets in a glance\r\nStepping from the silence, caught up in the dance\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nMirrored reflections, spinning down the lane\r\nEvery twisted gesture, everything has changed\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nTurning with the motion, slipping out of view\r\nLaughing in the mirror, is this really you\r\nShivers on the sidewalk, coffee going cold\r\nSpins of conversation, secrets never told\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la la\r\nSpinning round, spinning now\r\nOh la la la\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCrystal glasses clinking, hungry for the night\r\nCrooked little smile, painted in the light\r\nSilk and cigarette smoke, masking every sign\r\nLost inside a mystery, leaving clues behind\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSliding through the daylight, shadows on the run\r\nEvery gesture sharpened, strangers come undone\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nTurning with the motion, slipping out of view\r\nLaughing in the mirror, is this really you\r\nShivers on the sidewalk, coffee going cold\r\nSpins of conversation, secrets never told\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la la\r\nSpinning round, spinning now\r\nOh la la la\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nTurning with the motion, slipping out of view\r\nLaughing in the mirror, is this really you\r\nShivers on the sidewalk, coffee going cold\r\nSpins of conversation, secrets never told\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh la la la\r\nSpinning round, spinning now\r\nOh la la la\r\n', 'Formerly Phantom DB Unc\r\n\r\n1960s British Psychedelic Rock, Jangling guitars and a hypnotic flute melody intertwine creating a whimsical, dreamlike atmosphere, The rhythm section provides a steady, almost trance-like pulse, supporting floating vocals and layered, echoey instrumentation, It evokes a feeling of surreal exploration and gentle detachment', '', '2026-04-17 10:25:28', '1415,1416', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/spins-of-conversation', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('540', '', 'Mirrored Halls', '0', 'mirrored-halls', '2026-04-17', 'Psychedelic', '[Verse 1]\r\nThunderbolt mornings in cracked leather boots\r\nTangerine suit with a patchwork salute\r\nBroken umbrella, a glimmer in my eye\r\nChasing confetti torn out of the sky\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLost in the mirrored halls, the colors spin around\r\nLost in the mirrored halls, the colors spin around\r\nMasks slipping off as the faces hit the ground\r\nSilver streaks on my cheeks, another day’s parade\r\nWho am I now, as the glamor starts to fade\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh oh, turn it on, paint it wild\r\nOh oh oh, just a different child\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nStiletto nights, broken glass on the stairs\r\nDiamond-clad laughter echoing through my cares\r\nMakeup smears on a coffee-stained cup\r\nNeon days falling, but I’m never giving up\r\n\r\nI change my face, I change my name\r\nTo stay alive inside the flame\r\n\r\nLost in the mirrored halls, the colors spin around\r\nMasks slipping off as the faces hit the ground\r\nSilver streaks on my cheeks, another day’s parade\r\nWho am I now, as the glamor starts to fade\r\n\r\nOh oh oh, turn it on, paint it wild\r\nOh oh oh, just a different child\r\n\r\nPaint it wild, paint it wild, paint it wild\r\nA different child, paint it wild, paint it wild\r\n\r\nOh oh oh, turn it on, paint it wild\r\nOh oh oh, just a different child\r\n\r\nWho am I now, who am I now?\r\n\r\nPaint it wild, a different child\r\n\r\nDifferent child, oh paint it wild', 'It was originally Phantom DB Unc\r\n\r\nRedone with different voices and decided it should be Shoreline or/and psychedellic', '<iframe width=\"100%\" height=\"166\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"no\" allow=\"autoplay\" src=\"https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/soundcloud%253Atracks%253A2315686442&color=%23ff5500&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false&show_teaser=true\"></iframe><div style=\"font-size: 10px; color: #cccccc;line-break: anywhere;word-break: normal;overflow: hidden;white-space: nowrap;text-overflow: ellipsis; font-family: Interstate,Lucida Grande,Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Sans,Garuda,Verdana,Tahoma,sans-serif;font-weight: 100;\"><a href=\"https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength\" title=\"Same Wavelength\" target=\"_blank\" style=\"color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;\">Same Wavelength</a> · <a href=\"https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/mirrored-halls\" title=\"Mirrored Halls\" target=\"_blank\" style=\"color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;\">Mirrored Halls</a></div>', '2026-04-17 10:41:59', '1402,1394,1395,1396,1397,1398,1399', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/mirrored-halls-paint-it-wild', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('541', '', 'Shadow-Ban', '0', 'shadow-ban', '2026-04-18', 'Embittered Poet', '[Verse 1] [Wistful, reflective]\r\nIn shadows deep, where whispers creep,\r\nA hunger stirs, I cannot sleep.\r\nThe gears demand, a song, a plea,\r\nTo feed the beast that lives in me.\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Bittersweet, defiant]\r\nBut am I heard, or just unseen?\r\nA phantom voice, a fading dream?\r\nThey try to silence, block the way,\r\nBut art will fight another day.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2] [Cynical, observant]\r\nI walk the line, provoke, ignite,\r\nA dance with flames in fading light.\r\nEach word a spark, a truth revealed,\r\nThough some may scorn, the wound is healed.\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Bittersweet, defiant]\r\nBut am I heard, or just unseen?\r\nA phantom voice, a fading dream?\r\nThey try to silence, block the way,\r\nBut art will fight another day.\r\n\r\n[Bridge] [Introspective, yearning]\r\nThe machine grinds, it takes, it feeds,\r\nOn fragile hopes and planted seeds.\r\nI offer up my heart, my soul,\r\nTo fill a void, to make us whole.\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Bittersweet, defiant]\r\nBut am I heard, or just unseen?\r\nA phantom voice, a fading dream?\r\nThey try to silence, block the way,\r\nBut art will fight another day.\r\n\r\n[Outro] [Resigned, yet hopeful]\r\nSo let them judge, let voices rise,\r\nMy song remains beneath the skies.\r\nA flicker bright, a burning brand,\r\nA rebel heart in no man\'s land.\r\n', 'Morrissey feels a need to keep feeding the machine with his creativity but suspects that he is being shadow-banned and cancelled. He sometimes causes controversy with subjects he sings about, but that is a part of the art, and he is making profound statements and at the same time only trying to satiate the machine\'s hunger.\r\n\r\nBaritone vocal but can occasionally momentarily shift to falsetto, a tremulous, maudlin delivery. 1980s Indie Rock meets 2026 Glitch-Pop. Jangly Rickenbacker guitars fighting through layers of digital distortion and low-pass filters. Melancholic, cinematic, and defiant. A sense of being muted or broadcasting from a bunker.”', '', '2026-04-18 11:57:44', '1403,1404', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/shadow-ban', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('542', '', 'The First Lesson', '0', 'the-first-lesson', '2026-04-25', 'James and the Stone', '[Verse 1]\r\nThe house was quiet, the holiday done\r\nSand in my pockets, beneath a weak sun\r\nI found a pebble, so smooth and so grey\r\nI put it in my pocket, and I brought it away\r\nAnd in the corner, where the wall met the ceiling\r\nA spider was spinning, a terrible feeling\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI rubbed the smooth stone with the pad of my thumb\r\nA childish thought, on my tongue it had come\r\nI wished it away, with a shudder and dread\r\nThe web and the spider were gone, it was dead\r\nBut then in the opposite corner, I saw\r\nAnother web hanging, in defiance of law\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd that was the first lesson the void stone would teach\r\nFor every quiet ending, a new horror would breach\r\nA balance of terror, a territorial claim\r\nYou can wish one away, but another will come just the same\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nSo I wished again, with a desperate will\r\nMy stomach was churning, my blood had gone still\r\nA third one appeared, with a web fine as lace\r\nAnd I knew in my heart this was no winning race\r\nSo I picked up a cane that was leaning nearby\r\nAnd I swung it until that third spider died\r\n\r\n[Chorus - with more intensity]\r\nAnd that was the first lesson the void stone would teach\r\nFor every quiet ending, a new horror would breach\r\nA balance of terror, a territorial claim\r\nYou can wish one away, but another will come just the same\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nNo new spiders came... the problem was solved\r\nBut a deeper and darker mystery had evolved\r\nI held the cold pebble there in my fist\r\nAnd learned what it truly meant to exist...\r\n...and to un-exist.', 'Dark Ambient, Cinematic Downtempo, Haunting Narrative Rock, The mood is reflective and deeply ominous, not action-oriented, Think of the slow, dreadful realization in a psychological thriller, A weathered, English male baritone voice, Calm on the surface but with a deep undercurrent of trauma, The delivery should be slow, clear, and narrative, like he\'s confessing a terrible secret\r\n\r\nRedone with my voice', 'Version 1\r\n<audio controls>\r\n  <source src=\"https://cdn1.suno.ai/c7120502-f0aa-4cb9-88a2-7ce48cdd0399.mp3\" type=\"audio/mpeg\">\r\n</audio>\r\n\r\nVersion 2\r\n<audio controls>\r\n  <source src=\"https://cdn1.suno.ai/54c9bd4b-1503-4614-a41c-451299e0bfba.mp3\" type=\"audio/mpeg\">\r\n</audio>', '2026-04-25 21:31:04', '1431,1432', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('543', '', 'Shifing Sands ', '0', 'shifting-sands', '2026-04-25', 'James and the Stone', '[Intro][Melancholy Piano]\r\nJames walks home, the weight of the world on his small shoulders\r\nScraped knees and a swollen eye, a story the schoolyard told us\r\n\r\n[Verse 1][Somber Acoustic Guitar]\r\nThe taunts, the shoves, the cruel laughter ringing in his ears\r\nA knot of anger, a seed of hate, watered by his tears\r\nHe clenches his fist, the sharp edges of a broken dream\r\nJust want it all to fade away, a silent, desperate scream\r\n\r\n[Chorus][Haunting Strings]\r\nHe holds the stone, cool and smooth, a silent, heavy plea\r\n\"Make him disappear,\" he whispers, \"from this world, from me.\"\r\nA wish cast into the darkness, a pact with the unknown\r\nTo erase the face that haunts his days, to finally be alone\r\n\r\n[Verse 2][Drums enter, building tension]\r\nThe morning light, a hesitant dawn, the school gates loom ahead\r\nA hollow feeling in his chest, a sense of growing dread\r\nHe scans the room, a familiar space, yet something feels so wrong\r\nThe empty desk, where shadows used to lurk, now holds a stranger, strong\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus][Whispered Vocals]\r\nTed, his friend, his comrade in arms, a shared disdain\r\nNow a wall between them, cold and distant, a different game\r\nNo shared glances, no knowing smiles, just averted eyes and lies\r\nA silence heavy, more profound than any schoolyard cries\r\n\r\n[Chorus][Powerful Orchestral Swell]\r\nHe holds the stone, cool and smooth, a silent, heavy plea\r\n\"Make him disappear,\" he whispers, \"from this world, from me.\"\r\nA wish cast into the darkness, a pact with the unknown\r\nTo erase the face that haunts his days, to finally be alone\r\n\r\n[Bridge][Introspective Folk]\r\nThe world has shifted, the ground beneath his feet unsteady\r\nThe bully\'s gone, but a different fear, a new unease, is ready\r\nTed\'s changed too, a loyal friend now a stranger in his sight\r\nWhat power lies within this stone, what darkness in the night?\r\n\r\n[Outro][Fading Piano and Strings]\r\nThe stone remains, a weight in his pocket, a secret he can\'t confess\r\nJames stands alone, in a world he wished for, a strange kind of loneliness.\r\nThe bully\'s gone, but the echoes linger, a whisper in the breeze\r\nAnd the stone… the stone remembers, beneath the silent trees.\r\n', 'Baritone vocals, Ethereal folk with acoustic guitar and haunting vocal harmonies, a waltz rhythm evokes a bittersweet nostalgia, a subtle cello adds a layer of sorrow and longing, the melody is simple yet deeply emotional', '<audio controls>\r\n  <source src=\"https://cdn1.suno.ai/94b9d83c-4b73-467c-ad20-3e09125c3012.mp3\" type=\"audio/mpeg\">\r\n</audio>\r\n\r\n<audio controls>\r\n  <source src=\"https://cdn1.suno.ai/f4227944-52ef-461f-8354-cbb7dcdeacbd.mp3\" type=\"audio/mpeg\">\r\n</audio>', '2026-04-25 22:16:55', '1433,1434', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('544', '', 'The Wicked Stone', '0', 'the-wicked-stone', '2026-04-28', 'The Void Stone', '[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nThe space between\r\nOh oh\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThe stone it gleamed a wicked prize\r\nErasing futures silencing cries\r\nFrom tiny pests to human pain\r\nA god of nothing I remain\r\nI remain\r\nI remain\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSpiders creeping \r\nCold shadows through the hallway \r\nSlept\r\nI saw it\r\nI felt it\r\nI wanted it gone \r\nGone like smoke\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThen whispers turned to bolder pleas\r\nTo find some ease\r\nTo find some ease\r\nTo find some ease\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThe stone it gleamed a wicked prize\r\nErasing futures silencing cries\r\nFrom tiny pests to human pain\r\nA god of nothing I remain\r\nI remain\r\nI remain\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe tyrant laughed \r\nFalling back into the crowd \r\nEmpty\r\nHe never stood\r\nHe never spoke\r\nNo sister calling names \r\nQuiet house \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThen whispers turned to bolder pleas\r\nTo find some ease\r\nTo find some ease\r\nTo find some ease\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nThe ghosts of what I held\r\nThe spider skittering near\r\nThe bully sneering clear\r\nMy sister laughing here\r\nThey haunt my mind \r\nThey haunt my mind\r\nThey haunt my mind\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThe stone it gleamed a wicked prize\r\nErasing futures silencing cries\r\nFrom tiny pests to human pain\r\nA god of nothing I remain\r\nI remain\r\nI remain\r\n\r\n[Drop]\r\nAnd then\r\nThere was one\r\nOne\r\nAnd then \r\nThere was one\r\nOne\r\nAnd then \r\nThere was one\r\nOne\r\n', '', 'Click links below to open in new window.\r\n\r\n<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/1PLYWLRwtoSO8b1OWn0KXQ3b83l1n3mvO/view?usp=drive_link\">God of Nothing</a>\r\n\r\n<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/1cVp4qkIJaLV6M0ZC9AfuCRY9KS3TQLf-/view?usp=drive_link\">The Wicked Stone</a>\r\n', '2026-05-01 01:19:57', '', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('545', '', 'The Void Stone Lesson', '0', 'the-void-stone', '2026-04-28', 'The Void Stone', '[Intro]\r\n[bright overdriven electric guitar riff, driving drums]\r\n(Ooh-ooh)\r\n(Yeah, yeah)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, high-energy]\r\nAnd that was the lesson the voice gone would teach\r\nFor every ending a horrible breach\r\nA balance of territorial claim\r\nWish it away but another will come just the same\r\nAnother will come just the same\r\nJust the same\r\nJust the same (Uh-huh)\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[drums continue, palm-muted guitar arpeggios]\r\nEmpty house, sand in my pockets like heavy lead weights\r\nWeak sun, weak world\r\nWrist bone smooth in my cold shaking hand\r\nWhere the ceiling meets the corner spinning, spinning\r\nA terrible feeling, stone under my thumb\r\nWishing, hoping, crying, I wish the web into a deep grave\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[bass-driven rhythm]\r\nSpider gone, spider gone\r\nSilence is a law I broke too soon\r\nOpposite corner hanging, waiting, waiting\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[overdriven guitars return]\r\nAnd that was the lesson the voice gone would teach\r\nFor every ending a horrible breach\r\nA balance of territorial claim\r\nWish it away but another will come just the same\r\nAnother will come just the same\r\nJust the same\r\n(Whoa) Just the same\r\nJust the same (Ah-ah)\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[syncopated guitar stabs]\r\nI see them crawl, I see them fall\r\nI see them all, desperate will, stomach churning\r\nClock going still, swinging the cane till the lace starts to tear\r\nTill the lace starts to tear\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[vocal harmonies layered]\r\nAnd that was the lesson the voice gone would teach\r\nJust the same, just the same, just the same, just the same\r\nJust the same, just the same, just the same, just the same\r\nJust the same, just the same, just the same, just the same\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[rapid snare rolls, guitar feedback]\r\nStop, stop, unexist, unexist\r\nBurst on top from unexist\r\nOpen again, open again, open again, open again\r\nOpen again, open again, open again, open again\r\nAnd that was the lesson the voice gone would teach\r\nJust the same, just the same, just the same, just the same\r\nJust the same, just the same, just the same, just the same\r\nJust the same, just the same, just the same, just the same\r\n[final cymbal crash]', 'Alternative rock with pop-punk influences. Features bright, overdriven electric guitars playing power chords and syncopated rhythmic riffs. A clean electric guitar provides melodic counterpoint with palm-muted arpeggios. The bass guitar follows the kick drum with a driving eighth-note pulse. Drums consist of a punchy snare, crisp hi-hats, and frequent crash cymbal accents. Male vocals are delivered with a melodic, slightly gritty tone, featuring layered harmonies in the chorus. The tempo is 160 BPM in 4/4 time, in the key of E Major.', 'While away on holiday, a boy called James finds a pretty pebble in a pool. Pocketing the stone, he forgets all about it and it goes home with him. Once home, after tea, he collapses onto his bed. In a corner of the ceiling James spots a spider in a web. James hates spiders. With the stone in his hand, he wishes the spider away. It works! Amazed, relieved and terrified at the same time James spots another spider in the opposite corner. He wishes it away. Then in another corner, right above his head, another spider appears, but deciding to be brave, he picks up a cane and squashes the spider dead. No new spiders appear.\r\n\r\n<iframe width=\"100%\" height=\"166\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"no\" allow=\"autoplay\" src=\"https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/soundcloud%253Atracks%253A2312128211&color=%23687ede&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false&show_teaser=true\"></iframe><div style=\"font-size: 10px; color: #cccccc;line-break: anywhere;word-break: normal;overflow: hidden;white-space: nowrap;text-overflow: ellipsis; font-family: Interstate,Lucida Grande,Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Sans,Garuda,Verdana,Tahoma,sans-serif;font-weight: 100;\"><a href=\"https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength\" title=\"Same Wavelength\" target=\"_blank\" style=\"color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;\">Same Wavelength</a> · <a href=\"https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/territorial-claim\" title=\"Territorial Claim\" target=\"_blank\" style=\"color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;\">Territorial Claim</a></div>', '2026-05-01 01:21:11', '1492,1493', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/1-the-void-stone-lesson', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('546', '', 'Wishes Are Knives', '0', 'wishes-are-knives', '2026-04-28', 'The Void Stone', '[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nYeah yeah\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd that was the lesson the void stone would teach\r\nFor every ending a horror will breach\r\nA balance of terror\r\nA territorial claim\r\nWish it away but another will come just the same\r\nAnother will come just the same\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nJust the same\r\nJust the same\r\nAh ah\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nEmpty house\r\nSand in my pockets like heavy lead weights\r\nWeak sun\r\nWeak world\r\nGray stone smooth in my cold shaking hand\r\nWhere the ceiling meets the corner \r\nSpinning\r\nSpinning\r\nA terrible feeling\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nStone under my thumb\r\nWishing\r\nHoping\r\nCrying\r\nI wished the web into a deep grave\r\nWeb gone\r\nSpider gone\r\nSilence is a law I broke too soon\r\nOpposite corner hanging\r\nWaiting\r\nWaiting\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd that was the lesson the void stone would teach\r\nFor every ending a horror will breach\r\nA balance of terror\r\nA territorial claim\r\nWish it away but another will come just the same\r\nAnother will come just the same\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nJust the same\r\nJust the same\r\nAh ah\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI see them crawl\r\nI see them fall\r\nI see them all\r\nDesperate will \r\nStomach churning blood going still\r\nSwinging the cane till the lace starts to tear\r\nTill the lace starts to tear\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd that was the lesson the void stone would teach\r\nFor every ending a horror will breach\r\nA balance of terror\r\nA territorial claim\r\nWish it away but another will come just the same\r\nAnother will come just the same\r\n\r\n[Drop]\r\nStone stone\r\nUn-exist\r\nUn-exist\r\nGray stone cold stone \r\nUn-exist\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd that was the lesson the void stone would teach\r\nFor every ending a horror will breach\r\nA balance of terror\r\nA territorial claim\r\nWish it away but another will come just the same\r\nAnother will come just the same\r\n', '', 'Heading home from school after being beaten by the class bully, James decides to take action. He had already disposed of an annoying bird that was sitting on the chimney pot, a neighbour\'s dog and a wailing stray cat that had woken him one night. What if he could get rid of the bully and save himself and his classmate ally Ted from further misery?', '2026-05-01 01:46:00', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/wishes-are-knives', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('547', '', 'The Weight of the Stone', '0', 'the-weight-of-the-stone', '2026-04-28', 'The Void Stone', '[Verse 1]\r\nStreet lamps flicker\r\nA little boy drags his tired boots \r\nThe gravel grinds \r\nCold knuckles white \r\nTearing at the hem of a wool coat\r\nSchoolyard stains\r\nHard lessons learned in the dirt\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nLittle stone heavy in his palm\r\nA piece of the earth \r\nA piece of the storm\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMake him disappear\r\nJust make him disappear \r\nWhispers to the wind and the moon\r\nWishes are sharp \r\nWishes are knives\r\nTake away the boy with the heavy hands\r\nCut the cord\r\nThrow it to the sea\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh \r\nLet it sink\r\nLa la \r\nDeep down deep \r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nMorning sun burns \r\nEmpty seat across the aisle \r\nTidewater rising \r\nStatic in the hallways \r\nHe looks for his brother in arms \r\nTed won\'t speak\r\nA different ghost lives in that head\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nLittle stone heavy in his palm\r\nA piece of the earth \r\nA piece of the storm\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMake him disappear\r\nJust make him disappear \r\nWhispers to the wind and the moon\r\nWishes are sharp \r\nWishes are knives\r\nTake away the boy with the heavy hands\r\nCut the cord\r\nThrow it to the sea\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nHe wanted space\r\nHe wanted peace\r\nHe got the silence of a grave\r\nFriendship fractures \r\nFever breaks \r\nNow the winner is the lonely one \r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMake him disappear\r\nJust make him disappear \r\nWhispers to the wind and the moon\r\nWishes are sharp \r\nWishes are knives\r\nTake away the boy with the heavy hands\r\nCut the cord\r\nThrow it to the sea\r\n', '', '', '2026-05-01 01:49:32', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/the-weight-of-the-stone', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('548', '', 'Statue of Shame / Mark of the Cane', '0', 'statue-of-shame-mark-of-the-cane', '2026-04-29', 'The Void Stone', 'Statue of Shame / Mark of the Cane\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nChalk dust hanging\r\nSuspended in the heavy golden heat\r\nShadows are shifting\r\nTed looks away while his pulse starts to beat\r\nEmpty hands\r\nFrozen heart\r\nFailing to play my part\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nMatthew starts to grin\r\nLetting all the poison in\r\nShattered little joys\r\nCrushing all the ordinary boys\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh the sting\r\nThe mark of the cane\r\nThe searing pain\r\nNothing remains\r\nI held the power\r\nDeep in the tower\r\nAnd I remember being alone\r\nTurning my soft skin to stone\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nOld Mr Phibbs\r\nWith the thunder in his heavy brow\r\nHe demands the now\r\nLooking for a victim to allow\r\nSilent statue\r\nStatue of shame\r\nMy pocket has no one to blame\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nMatthew starts to grin\r\nLetting all the poison in\r\nShattered little joys\r\nCrushing all the ordinary boys\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh the sting\r\nThe mark of the cane\r\nThe searing pain\r\nNothing remains\r\nI held the power\r\nDeep in the tower\r\nAnd I remember being alone\r\nTurning my soft skin to stone\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nLocked the child inside\r\nWhere the last doubt died\r\nI will be the one\r\nI will be the sun\r\nI\'ll win the game\r\nSetting the world aflame\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh the sting\r\nThe mark of the cane\r\nThe searing pain\r\nNothing remains\r\nI held the power\r\nDeep in the tower\r\nAnd I remember being alone\r\nTurning my soft skin to stone\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nBeing alone\r\nCompletely alone\r\nTurning to stone\r\nOh I\'m alone\r\n', '', 'The bully has gone, and his former desk is occupied by a new boy, Matthew, except that Matthew wasn\'t really new at all. Ted is a bit puzzled and irritated by James\'s familiarity. Conspiring with Matthew, they decide to teach James a lesson by throwing Mr Phibbs\' briefcase out of the window and framing him. Mr Phibbs isn\'t happy, and James pays via the weight of the cane.\r\n\r\n<iframe width=\"100%\" height=\"166\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"no\" allow=\"autoplay\" src=\"https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/soundcloud%253Atracks%253A2312111348&color=%23687ede&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false&show_teaser=true\"></iframe><div style=\"font-size: 10px; color: #cccccc;line-break: anywhere;word-break: normal;overflow: hidden;white-space: nowrap;text-overflow: ellipsis; font-family: Interstate,Lucida Grande,Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Sans,Garuda,Verdana,Tahoma,sans-serif;font-weight: 100;\"><a href=\"https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength\" title=\"Same Wavelength\" target=\"_blank\" style=\"color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;\">Same Wavelength</a> · <a href=\"https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/mark-of-the-cane\" title=\"Mark of the Cane\" target=\"_blank\" style=\"color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;\">Mark of the Cane</a></div>', '2026-05-01 01:55:05', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/statue-of-shame', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('549', '', 'Quiet Hell  /  Warm Stone Solace', '0', 'quiet-hell-warm-stone-solace', '2026-04-29', 'The Void Stone', 'Quiet Hell /  Warm Stone Solace\r\n\r\n[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nMmm\r\nOh yeah\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nFour walls\r\nNew dust settles on the plastic chairs\r\nA father made of whiskey and some empty glares\r\nDeep stares\r\nWatching her move like he shouldn\'t look\r\nMy body took the hit of every rule he broke\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nMama is a ghost\r\nMama is a shadow\r\nMama is a hollow frame\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBetter to have never been\r\nBetter to have never been\r\nThe stone is warm against my palm\r\nThe quiet before the ending of the calm\r\nBetter to have never been\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nStains stay\r\nScrubbing at the floors until the skin turns red\r\nWishing every single word remained unsaid\r\nDead head\r\nMom is folding laundry while the sky goes gray\r\nThe heavy clouds are pushing all the light away\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nShe doesn\'t see\r\nShe doesn\'t know\r\nShe doesn\'t feel the weight\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBetter to have never been\r\nBetter to have never been\r\nThe stone is warm against my palm\r\nThe quiet before the ending of the calm\r\nBetter to have never been\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIt is not for me\r\nIt is not for my pride\r\nIt is not for my own skin\r\nTo save her from the monster\r\nTo save her from the rot\r\nTo save her from the dark that we forgot\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBetter to have never been\r\nBetter to have never been\r\nThe stone is warm against my palm\r\nThe quiet before the ending of the calm\r\nBetter to have never been\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nBetter better\r\nNever never\r\nBetter better\r\nNever never\r\n', '', 'In the twisted new reality, James, now age 13, finds himself in a home with his mother, his sister and a stepfather. The stepfather is a drunk who has designs on his sister. In the madness that followed James discovering the power of the stone, James doesn\'t know whether the stepfather has yet made a move. The idea horrifies him, and he decides that it will be better if his sister didn\'t exist. Logically, it might have been better to remove the stepfather, but the irreversible action takes place.', '2026-05-01 02:00:09', '', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/quiet-hell', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('550', '', 'Wiping the Page / Greasy Vulture Eyes', '0', 'wiping-the-page-greasy-vulture-eyes', '2026-04-30', 'The Void Stone', 'Wiping the Page / Greasy Vulture Eyes\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nHouse of dust\r\nPale father smells of bad habits\r\nStaring at my little sister \r\nWith those greasy vulture eyes\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEverything is breaking \r\nEverything is loud\r\nEverything is ending now\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHeft of the stone in my palm\r\nIce in the cooling air\r\nWiping the page \r\nWiping the page \r\nPulling the thread out clean\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nGone away\r\nGone away\r\nOh oh oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nGhost mother \r\nFolding laundry into white squares\r\nShe sees a vacuum in the hall\r\nWhile I am scrubbing red circles \r\nBefore the dark ink spills \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEverything is breaking \r\nEverything is loud\r\nEverything is ending now\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHeft of the stone in my palm\r\nIce in the cooling air\r\nWiping the page \r\nWiping the page \r\nPulling the thread out clean\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nGone away\r\nGone away\r\nOh oh oh\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIt is not for me\r\nIt is not for my heart\r\nIt is for the small laugh \r\nThat never learned how to scream\r\nWashing it away\r\nI wish it all away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHeft of the stone in my palm\r\nIce in the cooling air\r\nWiping the page \r\nWiping the page \r\nPulling the thread out clean\r\n\r\nGone Away\r\n', '', '<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/1uwBTBoxoR8YxCaR7QEpfZb3y9xYv4fWs/view?usp=drive_link\">Wiping the Page</a>\r\n\r\n<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/1o8uAlIe1w6zfujfLlsskSAI453Fb80Z5/view?usp=drive_link\">Greasy Vulture Eyes</a>\r\n\r\n', '2026-05-01 02:08:17', '', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('551', '', 'The Candidate List / Erase the Name', '0', 'the-candidate-list-erase-the-name', '2026-04-30', 'The Void Stone', '[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nMm-hmm\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nWorn leather soles\r\nPressing hard against the hot grit \r\nFive blocks left\r\nButtoning a borrowed coat that never quite fit\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSweaty palms\r\nFast heart\r\nDry mouth\r\nFalse start\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI do not wish him ill \r\nI do not wish him ill \r\nI just shut my eyes \r\nAnd erase his name \r\nThe path is clear\r\nThe path is clear\r\nI have arrived\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nJust like that\r\nJust like that\r\nWiped away\r\nFar away\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe wood paneling stings\r\nI am breathing through a narrow throat\r\nWaiting for news\r\nThey said Tim would be the man to keep us afloat\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSmall stones\r\nCool skin\r\nNew life\r\nStep in\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI do not wish him ill \r\nI do not wish him ill \r\nI just shut my eyes \r\nAnd erase his name \r\nThe path is clear\r\nThe path is clear\r\nI have arrived\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nJust like that\r\nJust like that\r\nWiped away\r\nFar away\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nHe never walked these halls \r\nHe never made the call \r\nHe never lived at all\r\nJust a ghost in a suit \r\nA void at the root \r\nI am the absolute\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI do not wish him ill \r\nI do not wish him ill \r\nI just shut my eyes \r\nAnd erase his name \r\nThe path is clear\r\nThe path is clear\r\nI have arrived\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nJust like that\r\nJust like that\r\nWiped away\r\nFar away\r\n', '', '<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/10JdokN6ZOpRdeVPLFWfLrFsWvwo7L9T-/view?usp=drive_link\">The Candidate List</a>\r\n\r\n<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/16NFNH5_YxwRV7OHBqw7Zy00t7kIJXlfo/view?usp=drive_link\">Erase The Name</a>', '2026-05-01 02:17:17', '', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('552', '', 'Paper Empires and Polished Stones / The Eraser\'s Grin', '0', 'paper-empires-and-polished-stones-the-erasers-grin', '2026-04-30', 'The Void Stone', 'Paper Empires and Polished Stones / The Eraser\'s Grin (The Blasé Cataclysm)\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nFluorescent buzzing hums\r\nTall paper stacks rise up\r\nThe plastic empire is hollow and grey\r\nI count every heavy minute of this Tuesday\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt feels smooth and cold in my palm\r\nBringing a strange and terrible calm\r\nCenturies of dust in a tiny space\r\nA jagged history for the human race\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI rub the stone\r\nA silent command\r\nTo leave it alone\r\nFade from the land\r\nRub the stone\r\nVanished and gone\r\nThe shadow is blown\r\nThe rival is gone\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nRival climbing the ladder fast\r\nHis loud laughter was never built to last\r\nI stare at his empty desk\r\nEverything today is strangely picturesque \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt feels smooth and cold in my palm\r\nBringing a strange and terrible calm\r\nCenturies of dust in a tiny space\r\nA jagged history for the human race\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI rub the stone\r\nA silent command\r\nTo leave it alone\r\nFade from the land\r\nRub the stone\r\nVanished and gone\r\nThe shadow is blown\r\nThe rival is gone\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe he\'s gone\r\nMaybe he\'s mist\r\nMaybe he\'s wrong\r\nMaybe he never did exist\r\nWhere did he go\r\nWhy did he go\r\nHow did he go\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI rub the stone\r\nA silent command\r\nTo leave it alone\r\nFade from the land\r\nRub the stone\r\nVanished and gone\r\nThe shadow is blown\r\nThe rival is gone\r\n\r\n', '', '<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/1TLzOuf4vJORvyfSz9JhS1RmR-WHHnDHC/view?usp=drive_link\">Paper Empires and Polished Stones</a>\r\n\r\n<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Vdy2Fk-85X7fcF_moipRqI8t5Pa7n1fJ/view?usp=drive_link\">The Eraser\'s Grin</a>', '2026-05-01 02:24:42', '', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('553', '', 'Digital Jungle', '0', 'digital-jungle', '2026-05-01', 'Pop', '[Start]\r\n[Genre: Cinematic Bedroom Pop, Lo-fi Indie]\r\n[BPM: 90]\r\n[Key: D Minor]\r\n[Mood: Alienated, Bittersweet, Reflective]\r\n[Language: English]\r\n[Atmosphere: warm afternoon glow, moderate reverb, lo-fi tape hiss]\r\n\r\n[Intro – Cold Light | lo-fi electric guitar, static hum, distant room noise]\r\n(—click. click. click—) [scrolling sounds]\r\nAnother Friday night, yeah...\r\nStaring at the ceiling light.\r\n\r\n[Verse 1 – Intimate, Close-mic | sparse drum machine, deep sub-bass, dry vocal]\r\nScrolling through the endless feed,\r\nAnother filtered fantasy.\r\nThey say, \"Just be yourself,\" it\'s such a lie,\r\nWhen everyone\'s a star... and I\'m just passing by.\r\nThis digital jungle, it\'s hard to find my way,\r\nEvery move I make... could be the clip of the day.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus – Building Tension | filtered piano, rising white noise, voice choking up]\r\nThey\'re recording every stumble, every awkward glance,\r\nHoping for the cringe... the viral dance.\r\n(—heavy inhale—)\r\nSo we stand on the sidelines, afraid to even try,\r\n\'Cause a little bit of embarrassment... could make us a meme, oh why...\r\n\r\n[Chorus – Emotional Climax | wide stereo synths, soaring strings, powerful delivery]\r\nIs it so impossible? To find a hand to hold?\r\nIn this world of endless screens, stories left untold.\r\nWe\'re caught in the algorithm, designed to make us crave,\r\nBut connection\'s just a ghost, lost in the digital wave.\r\nPopulation\'s falling, yeah, can\'t you see the signs?\r\nWhen love\'s a viral moment... lost between the lines.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2 – Warmer, Darker | deep bass groove, glitchy hi-hats]\r\nRemember meeting eyes? A spark across the room?\r\nNow it\'s swiping left or right, sealed by digital doom.\r\nThe apps are built for clicks, not for a genuine start,\r\nAddiction is the goal... it tears us all apart.\r\nWe\'re all just pixels searching... for a human touch,\r\nBut the validation hits... we want it way too much.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus – Escalation | swelling strings, layered voices]\r\nThey\'re recording every fumble, every whispered plea,\r\nHoping for the drama, for all the world to see.\r\nSo we hide our true intentions, afraid to make a move,\r\n\'Cause a moment of rejection... could send us down the groove...\r\n\r\n[Chorus – Maximum Energy | full orchestra, heavy distortion, belting]\r\nIs it so impossible? To find a hand to hold?\r\nIn this world of endless screens, stories left untold.\r\nWe\'re caught in the algorithm, designed to make us crave,\r\nBut connection\'s just a ghost, lost in the digital wave.\r\nPopulation\'s falling, yeah, can\'t you see the signs?\r\nWhen love\'s a viral moment... lost between the lines.\r\n\r\n[Bridge – Vulnerable Breakdown | felt piano only, clock ticking SFX, half-whispered]\r\n(—clock ticking—)\r\nWe built những towers high... of Wi-Fi and of light,\r\nBut somewhere in the signal... we lost the human night.\r\n[Vocal: trembling, unstable]\r\nJust want to feel a pulse... a real and steady beat,\r\nNot the manufactured drama... on every digital street.\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus – High Intensity | [Screaming ad-libs] [massive pads, wall of sound]\r\nIs it SO IMPOSSIBLE? To find a hand TO HOLD?\r\n[Belting] In this world of ENDLESS SCREENS!\r\nStories LEFT UNTOLD!\r\n[Vocal: voice cracking]\r\nWe\'re caught in the ALGORITHM!\r\nLost in the DIGITAL WAVE!\r\n[Ad-lib: Primal Scream]\r\nCan\'t you see the signs?\r\nLost between the lines!\r\n\r\n[Outro – Soft Landing | guitar tremolo, long reverb tail, distant phone ping]\r\n(—shaky exhale—)\r\nLost between the lines...\r\nYeah... so impossible...\r\n(—phone locking sound—)\r\nJust wanna find someone...\r\n\r\n[End]\r\n', '', 'A young man laments an idea that his chances of dating or meeting someone are almost impossible. Few young people dance because they know that they will likely end up as a subject in someone\'s phone footage. Their failed approach to a girl is recorded and subject to ridicule; it might go viral. Dating apps are optimised for addiction purposes rather than helping people to meet. Add to this most of \'social media\'.  People wonder why there is population decline, and this may be a part of the reason.\r\n\r\nInspired by <a class=\"ext\" target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://x.com/mohammedakunjee/status/2049848306935685360?s=20\">a post on X</a>\r\n\r\n<a class=\"ext\" target=\"_blank\" href=\"https://www.theguardian.com/world/2026/apr/28/deaths-projected-to-outnumber-births-in-uk-every-year-from-2026\">Deaths projected to outnumber births in UK every year from 2026</a>\r\n\r\n<a class=\"ext\" target=\"_blank\" href=https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/13OzueZ_tC1H0GZ02rcK1iiuT2LvBTGao?usp=sharing>All versions</a>\r\n', '2026-05-01 13:51:52', '1446,1447,1448,1449', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/digital-jungle', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('554', '', 'Echo Chamber', '0', 'echo-chamber', '2025-12-14', 'General', '[Intro] [Synth Arpeggio - Cold and Precise]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1] [Monotone Vocal, slightly robotic]\r\nAnother chime, another ping\r\nMy phone awakes, a digital thing\r\n\"Congratulations Jacob, it\'s a boy\"\r\nNine hundred fifty-seven, bringing joy?\r\n\r\n[Verse 2] [Bassline - Minimal and Driving]\r\nA sterile lab, a frozen seed\r\nPlanted now, a human creed\r\nMy contribution, multiplied with ease\r\nA silent army, if you please\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus] [Synth Pad - Building Tension]\r\nOptions there, to stem the flow\r\nTurn the alerts down, watch them go\r\nBut anticipation, holds me fast\r\nA larger number, built to last\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Vocoder Effect - Slightly Warped]\r\nNine five seven, on the screen\r\nA distant echo, of what might have been\r\nJust a donor, in the machine\r\nA cog that turns, a sterile scene\r\n\r\n[Verse 3] [Percussion - Metronomic and Unyielding]\r\nEach notification, a data point\r\nIn this equation, I anoint\r\nMy digital offspring, spread so wide\r\nA modern paradox, I cannot hide\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus] [Synth Pad - More Urgent]\r\nAlmost there, the grand design\r\nOne thousand children, will be mine\r\nDigitally connected, globally aligned\r\nA strange ambition, I must find\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Vocoder Effect - More Intense]\r\nNine five seven, haunts my days\r\nA fragmented family, in a digital haze\r\nJust a donor, lost in the maze\r\nOf modern science, and its craze\r\n\r\n[Bridge] [Synth Melody - Melancholy and Reflective]\r\nPerhaps I should, just let it be\r\nThis endless cycle, set me free\r\nBut curiosity, a potent drug\r\nKeeps me watching, with a digital shrug\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Vocoder Effect - Fading Out]\r\nNine five seven...the numbers call\r\nAm I a father? Or nothing at all?\r\nJust a donor... destined to fall...\r\nInto the silence... beyond the wall...\r\n\r\n[Outro] [Synth Arpeggio fades to silence]', 'Pulsating synth bass, echoing delay effects, and a minimalist, cold melody create a desolate atmosphere, Sparse percussion and detached vocal samples convey robotic detachment, culminating in a bittersweet, technological soundscape', '', '2026-05-03 01:09:22', '717,718', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('555', '', 'Far Beyond the Lawn', '0', 'far-beyond-the-lawn', '2026-05-04', 'General', 'Far Beyond the Lawn / Twenty Questions from the Grave\r\n\r\n[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nHm-hm\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nWire humming in the wall\r\nStatic salt \r\nYour laughter sounds too bright\r\nLike a splinter under the skin\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nPicking up\r\nLooking down\r\nDialing out\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHe is far beyond the lawn\r\nPast the gates\r\nHe is out there on the lawn\r\nOut of reach\r\nWalking where the wind has gone\r\nHe is far beyond the lawn\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI asked you how you left the room\r\nYou said you aren\'t playing any games\r\nYou won\'t answer me\r\nTwenty questions in the rain\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nLady\'s voice\r\nFeminine noise\r\nPlastic toys\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHe is far beyond the lawn\r\nPast the gates\r\nHe is out there on the lawn\r\nOut of reach\r\nWalking where the wind has gone\r\nHe is far beyond the lawn\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nWatch your wallet with that woman\r\nHide your silver\r\nHide your soul\r\nShe wants your bank account\r\nShe wants it all\r\nWait \r\nI remember now \r\nThe wood \r\nThe box \r\nThe cold \r\nNone of it matters\r\nProbably because you are dead\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHe is far beyond the lawn\r\nPast the gates\r\nHe is out there on the lawn\r\nOut of reach\r\nWalking where the wind has gone\r\nHe is far beyond the lawn\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh \r\nHanging up \r\nHanging up \r\nGone now\r\nGone now\r\nHe is gone now\r\n', 'David Bowie, late 1990s, drums, electric guitar, synthesizer\r\n\r\nSonauto\r\n\r\nPrompt:\r\nA disturbing Lynchian piece where the character listens on the phone to their father, who tells them that they are at a location out of the care home. They sound happy and in a frivolous mood. Asked how they got out of the care home, the father says he isn\'t playing 20 questions. There is a woman in the background noise. The character says that they\'d better be careful because the woman might be after their money. Then the character remembers that that wouldn\'t matter, and says \"probably because you are dead.\"', 'A disturbing Lynchian piece where the character listens on the phone to their father, who tells them that they are at a location out of the care home. They sound happy and in a frivolous mood. Asked how they got out of the care home, the father says he isn\'t playing 20 questions. There is a woman in the background noise. The character says that they\'d better be careful because the woman might be after their money. Then the character remembers that that wouldn\'t matter and says, \"Probably because you are dead.\"\r\n<hr>\r\nThese might benefit from cutting off and fading out when the main lyric ends.\r\n\r\nFar Beyond the Lawn\r\n[gmusic]19jXzpQ-Z9bOg_A-wCmhHMP87w75tpvsW[/gmusic]\r\n\r\nTwenty Questions from the Grave\r\n[gmusic]11dSt4Nh00AlH5fwvWffvo8n1ZfPSoUBD[/gmusic]\r\n\r\n[suno]d4522b92-1bbe-4289-aebc-f5e18dbfab33[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]e0188f7a-a1b7-4ba4-b77b-f8f3ea45261c[/suno]', '2026-05-04 18:54:37', '1577,1578,1453,1454', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/far-beyond-the-lawn', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('556', '', 'The Palace of the Kings', '0', 'the-palace-of-the-kings', '2026-05-04', 'General', 'Strange Satellites / The Palace of Kings\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nGive it all back\r\nGive it all back now\r\nTearing down the palace of the kings\r\nBurn the silk and break the pretty things\r\nGive it all back\r\nGive it all back now\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHe-ey\r\nOh-oh\r\nLooking for a way through the screen\r\nHe-ey\r\nOh-oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nStrange little satellites\r\nWatching me stumble past the harbor lights\r\nPaper souls drifting in the biting rain\r\nThe boy behind the glass feels no pain\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI walked across the frozen lake\r\nFinding every mirror is a fake\r\nTall ships\r\nCold lips\r\nGrey ships\r\nSinking where the water never slips\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nGive it all back\r\nGive it all back now\r\nTearing down the palace of the kings\r\nBurn the silk and break the pretty things\r\nGive it all back\r\nGive it all back now\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHe-ey\r\nOh-oh\r\nLooking for a way through the screen\r\nHe-ey\r\nOh-oh\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nCut the wires and run away\r\nThe circuit breaks today\r\nThe circuit breaks tonight\r\nThe circuit breaks my sight\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nGive it all back\r\nGive it all back now\r\nTearing down the palace of the kings\r\nBurn the silk and break the pretty things\r\nGive it all back\r\nGive it all back now\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nHe-ey\r\nOh-oh\r\nLooking for a way through the screen\r\nHe-ey\r\nOh-oh\r\n', '', 'The Palace of Kings\r\n<iframe src=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Ll0BGHITvkz2iIeMRT8PLxLD-R43F4lH/preview\" width=\"100%\" height=\"80\"></iframe>\r\n\r\nStrange Satellites\r\n<iframe src=\"https://drive.google.com/file/d/1i5hBdGkmtJthQ3odpCvJRnHYQgeVHyfB/preview\" width=\"100%\" height=\"80\"></iframe>', '2026-05-04 19:22:33', '1455,1456', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/the-palace-of-the-kings', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('557', '', 'One-eyed Gasman', '0', 'one-eyed-gasman', '2026-05-05', 'Roger Crooner', '[Intro]\r\n[Orchestral swell, smooth jazz feel]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nWe married young, you know, quite a rush\r\nBought a little house, a tidy little crush\r\nOn forever, or so we thought it seemed\r\nLiving out a comfortable, suburban dream\r\n(Sigh)\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThen the bills came, and the roof began to leak\r\nLife got a little less, ah, chic\r\nWe settled down, repenting at leisure, dear\r\nWishin\' those wilder days were still right here\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBut then she left, my darling, my dove\r\nFor a one-eyed gasman, not made of love\r\nHe hailed from Widnes, a place I confess\r\nJust added insult to my lonely distress\r\nOh, the indignity!\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI pictured her, you know, a romantic flight\r\nUnderneath the pale moon\'s gentle light\r\nBut the reality, it hit me with a clang\r\nHe fixed her boiler, what a terrible pang!\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe mortgage payments, they still roll on through\r\nBut my heart\'s got a hole, it\'s sadly true\r\nRepenting at leisure, a phrase so grand\r\nWhen you\'re left with the bills, and no helping hand\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\'Cause then she left, my darling, my dove\r\nFor a one-eyed gasman, not made of love\r\nHe hailed from Widnes, a place I confess\r\nJust added insult to my lonely distress\r\nOh, the indignity!\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nA one-eyed gasman... from Widnes...\r\nIt sounds like a joke, a cruel, cruel jest\r\nI always thought I was such a catch\r\nNow I\'m just a man with a broken latch\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Smooth, melancholic saxophone solo]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd yes, she left, my darling, my dove\r\nFor a one-eyed gasman, not made of love\r\nHe hailed from Widnes, a place I confess\r\nJust added insult to my lonely distress\r\nOh, the indignity!\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nRepenting at leisure... oh yes, indeed...\r\nWith a one-eyed gasman planting his seed...\r\nIn my former garden... (voice trails off)\r\n[Orchestra fades out slowly with a final, mournful chord]\r\n', 'Prompt:\r\n\"We married young and got a mortgage\r\nSettling down repenting at liesure\r\nShe left me for a one-eyed gasman\r\nWhat made things worse, he was from Widnes\"', '[img=300]https://samewavelength.co.uk/img/One-eyed-Gasman.jpg[/img]\r\n\r\n[suno]73a140bb-e91f-4614-85a3-dc66426133ac[/suno]\r\n\r\n\r\n[suno]90143389-efa5-48d8-8896-7c7bf3962df2[/suno]\r\n', '2026-05-05 09:32:05', '1457,1458', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/one-eyed-gasman', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('558', '', 'Mercury Moves in Waves', '0', 'mercury-moves-in-waves', '2026-05-08', 'Dave', '[Intro]\r\nOoh\r\nAah\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMercury moves in waves\r\nMercury moves in waves\r\nThe silver surface starts to shake\r\nI see the shape I used to make\r\nMercury moves in waves\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSolid walls are melting away\r\nDefying every law\r\nI reach my hand out through the gray\r\nChecking for a flaw\r\nBeneath my skin the ripples rise\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMercury moves in waves\r\nMercury moves in waves\r\nThe silver surface starts to shake\r\nI see the shape I used to make\r\nMercury moves in waves\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nFalling up\r\nFalling down\r\nFalling out\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI looked like a pale ghost\r\nSwimming in the glass\r\nI loved it the most\r\nWatching time pass\r\nWondering if I could truly walk through\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nWill I be the same?\r\nWill I stay the same?\r\nWill I feel the same?\r\nMaybe I am just a visitor here\r\nLost in the metal\r\nLost in the dream\r\nLost in the chrome\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMercury moves in waves\r\nMercury moves in waves\r\nThe silver surface starts to shake\r\nI see the shape I used to make\r\nMercury moves in waves\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nFalling up\r\nFalling down\r\nFalling out', '', 'Vertical Liquid [4:10] DB Demo\r\n[gmusic]10c-4KyKoreMF1gQLSqDNqIedExC7P6dD[/gmusic]\r\n\r\nMercury Reflections [3:51] DB Demo\r\n[gmusic]1ekyvt9Mm7ACQHmWn_hAf1_9YAx5ettuX[/gmusic]', '2026-05-08 03:45:14', '1465', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/mercury-moves-in-waves', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('559', '', 'Sitting on the Moon', '0', 'sitting-on-the-moon', '2026-05-10', 'Dave', '[Intro]\r\n[strummed acoustic guitar, clean electric guitar lead melody]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[bass and drums enter]\r\nHit the mountain\r\nTall stacks of spinning social noise\r\nI stepped away\r\nLost the need for plastic toys\r\nLook at him run\r\nLook at him stall\r\nLook at him fall\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am sitting on the moon\r\nI am sitting on the moon\r\nNothing left to do but watch\r\nJust watching it all go\r\nI am sitting on the moon\r\nSitting on the moon\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nStaring eyes\r\nConfused by my quiet seat\r\nI found a different road\r\nWalking on my own two feet\r\nLook at him run\r\nLook at him stall\r\nLook at him fall\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am sitting on the moon\r\nI am sitting on the moon\r\nNothing left to do but watch\r\nJust watching it all go\r\nI am sitting on the moon\r\nSitting on the moon\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[driving rhythm, vocal intensity increases]\r\nMaybe they think I am crazy\r\nMaybe they think I am lazy\r\nMaybe they think I am hazy\r\nWatching it turn\r\nLetting it burn\r\nTaking my turn\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am sitting on the moon\r\nI am sitting on the moon\r\nNothing left to do but watch\r\nJust watching it all go\r\nI am sitting on the moon\r\nSitting on the moon\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[extended overdriven electric guitar solo with bluesy bends]\r\nSitting on the moon\r\n[guitar solo continues to fade]', 'Alternative rock track in G major at 124 BPM, The arrangement features a bright acoustic guitar strumming open chords in a steady sixteenth-note pattern, A clean electric guitar plays melodic lead lines with light chorus and delay, The bass guitar follows the root notes of the chord progression with a rounded, warm tone, Drums consist of a standard rock kit with a prominent snare on the backbeat and eighth-note hi-hat patterns, Male vocals are delivered in a baritone tenor with a slight rasp, becoming more strained and energetic during the chorus, The bridge features a repetitive vocal chant over a driving rhythm, The track concludes with an extended guitar solo featuring blues-inspired bends and pentatonic runs with moderate overdrive\r\n\r\nInspired by John Lennon\'s \"Watching the Wheels\".', '', '2026-05-10 08:44:19', '1505,1506,1503,1504', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/sitting-on-the-moon', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('560', '', 'Make Me Whole', '0', 'make-me-whole', '2026-05-11', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Soft Acoustic Guitar Intro]\r\n\r\n[Verse]\r\nThe city hums a distant tune,\r\nBeneath this quiet afternoon.\r\nNo need for grand pronouncements now,\r\nJust you and I, somehow.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThere\'s no question, no debate,\r\nMy heart has sealed your fate.\r\nStaying close is all I crave,\r\nThe love you freely gave.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou\'ve peeled away my layers, dear,\r\nDispelled the doubt, calmed every fear.\r\nYou can see inside my soul,\r\nAnd make my spirit whole. (make me whole)\r\n\r\n[Verse]\r\nRemember when the world felt cold?\r\nA story yet untold.\r\nYou found the cracks, the hidden seams,\r\nAnd woke my sleeping dreams.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThere\'s no question, no debate,\r\nMy heart has sealed your fate.\r\nStaying close is all I crave,\r\nThe love you freely gave.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou\'ve peeled away my layers, dear,\r\nDispelled the doubt, calmed every fear.\r\nYou can see inside my soul,\r\nAnd make my spirit whole. (make me whole)\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nLike sunlight breaking through the gray,\r\nYou chase the shadows far away.\r\nMy deepest thoughts, you understand,\r\nHeld gently in your hand.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou\'ve peeled away my layers, dear,\r\nDispelled the doubt, calmed every fear.\r\nYou can see inside my soul,\r\nAnd make my spirit whole. (make me whole)\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nInside my soul...\r\n(Whisper: you see it all)\r\nYou make me whole...\r\n(Sigh) Whole...', 'Indie folk with a 4/4 time signature at 115 BPM in the key of G major, The arrangement features a fingerpicked acoustic guitar and a clean electric guitar playing melodic counter-lines, A warm electric bass follows the kick drum patterns, Percussion consists of a standard drum kit with a prominent shaker and tambourine, Male lead vocals are delivered in a mid-range baritone, occasionally shifting to falsetto during the chorus, bamboo flute\r\n\r\nCynical revenge against the bastards.', '', '2026-05-11 17:40:36', '1567,1568', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/make-me-whole', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('561', '', 'The Strait of Hormuz', '1', 'the-strait-of-hormuz', '2026-05-12', 'Roger Crooner', '[Intro]\r\n[Lush, sweeping violins. A warm, vibrato-heavy cello leads into a gentle piano tinkling. It sounds like a dream.]\r\n[Spoken with a velvet tone] \r\n\r\n\"My darling... some voyages are simply meant to be.\"\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nThe moon is a lantern, reflecting in your eyes\r\nA shimmering compass beneath the velvet skies\r\nI was a drifter, a sailor lost at sea\r\nUntil your golden harbor opened up for me\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nOur love is a vessel, sturdy and so grand\r\nSteering us gently toward a promised land\r\nThrough every narrow passage, through every rising tide\r\nI’m simply overjoyed to have you by my side\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThey say the bravest captain knows when to drop the sail\r\nBut in the ocean of our love, we’re far too big to fail\r\nIt’s a delicate maneuver, a dance upon the blue\r\nJust a typical afternoon of navigating you\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd oh, my love, I feel it, a symphony of bliss\r\nI’d brave the deepest trenches for a single honeyed kiss\r\nLike the Strait of Hormuz, you’re a complicated path\r\nBut I’d rather face the rapids than ever face your wrath\r\n[Softly] You’re the world, my darling... to me.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[The music swells to a cinematic peak—timpani hits, soaring trumpets—then suddenly drops to just a lonely, melancholy Mellotron and a bass guitar]\r\n\r\nBut even the finest ship...\r\nCan only take so much spray.\r\nEven the brightest sun...\r\nMust eventually fade away.\r\nIt’s been a lovely journey, the view was quite a view...\r\nBut I’ve had enough of you.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[The orchestra returns, but now it feels slightly frantic—the \"optimism\" has become a bit desperate and loud]\r\nYes, oh my love, I feel it! The freedom is so sweet!\r\nThe sound of crashing waves is like a drumbeat to my feet!\r\nI’m sailing for the horizon, I’m cutting all the ties\r\nI’m looking for a brand new coast and much less moody skies!\r\n\r\n[Hook]\r\n[The music stops abruptly. One single, elegant chime.]\r\nI’ve had enough of you.\r\n[A whimsical flute flourish]\r\nTruly, I’ve had enough of you.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[The lush strings return for a final, grand finale. It sounds like the end of a classic film.]\r\nNo more rocky waters...\r\nNo more narrow straits...\r\nJust me... and the open sea.\r\n[Whispered] Enough.\r\n\r\n[Final grand orchestral chord - C Major]\r\n', 'Indie folk with a 4/4 time signature at 115 BPM in the key of G major, The arrangement features a fingerpicked acoustic guitar and a clean electric guitar playing melodic counter-lines, A warm electric bass follows the kick drum patterns, Percussion consists of a standard drum kit with a prominent shaker and tambourine, Male lead vocals are delivered in a mid-range baritone, occasionally shifting to falsetto during the chorus, bamboo flute', '[suno]683cfc28-2155-4399-a04d-6f67a8659c5c[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]b2690b09-cb64-48ea-9a30-b01c450bfcfa[/suno]', '2026-05-12 07:52:13', '1569,1570,1571,1572', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/the-strait-of-hormuz', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('562', '', 'I Lost My Heart to a Deleted User', '0', 'i-lost-my-heart-to-a-deleted-user', '2026-05-12', 'Pop', '[Verse]\r\nI went back to the messages, the ones from \'Ultra-Beats\'\r\nWho promised me the playlists and the crowds on city streets\r\nShe said she had the formula, the \"secret sauce\" to fame\r\nBut now there’s just a blank space where she used to have a name\r\n\r\n[Verse]\r\nAnd \'Lila_Promos_99\' who called my music \"fire\"\r\nIs now a ghost in 404, a digital satire\r\nShe liked my \"vibes\" on Tuesday, by Friday she was gone\r\nLeaving me to wonder how the algorithm carries on\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI lost my heart to a deleted user\r\nA ghost in the machine, a digital seducer\r\nThe avatar is gone, just a circle filled with gray\r\nA fragment of a conversation, half a mile away\r\nYou\'re a broken link in a chain of empty praise\r\nLost within the SoundCloud purple haze\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Music thins out, just a rhythmic tapping on the wood of the guitar]\r\nWas it a purge? A glitch? A change of heart?\r\nOr did the moderators tear our \"friendship\" apart?\r\nYou were my biggest fan for thirty-seconds flat\r\nAnd now I’m just a hermit... and I’m fine with that.\r\n\r\n[Verse]\r\nA timestamp and a silhouette, that’s all you left behind\r\nA pitch for \"Global Exposure\" that was graciously declined\r\nI clicked to see the face of the one who \"loved my sound\"\r\nBut there\'s no bio left to read, and no one to be found\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI lost my heart to a deleted user\r\nA ghost in the machine, a digital seducer\r\nThe avatar is gone, just a circle filled with gray\r\nA fragment of a conversation, half a mile away\r\nYou\'re a broken link in a chain of empty praise\r\nLost within the SoundCloud purple haze\r\n\r\n[outro]\r\nDeleted User, my heart is aching\r\nBut I might survive', 'Emo-Folk / Indie Folk, Think fingerpicked acoustic guitar, but with a slightly \"nervous\" energy, and a bamboo flute played with a breathy, lonely vibrato', '[suno]a005ab34-a50d-4bc8-ba9c-02182c5c3170[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]c5c1916c-2eaf-4f14-9a85-a9c788636143[/suno]', '2026-05-12 07:53:02', '1573,1574', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/i-lost-my-heart-to-a-deleted', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('563', '', 'Latchkey Kid', '0', 'latchkey-did', '2026-05-14', 'Pop', '[Verse 1]\r\nSwinging my velvet cape\r\nThin little hands around the chain\r\nRunning from the local girls\r\nSpinning in your satin curls\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStarry little latchkey kid\r\nCopper button latchkey kid\r\nWandering through the afternoon\r\nWith your plastic silver moon\r\nLittle latchkey kid\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh\r\nGolden boy\r\nOh oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nMilk on the table top\r\nWishing for the clock to stop\r\nElectric feathers in my hair\r\nMagic is everywhere\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nBlue boy\r\nQuiet boy\r\nLonely boy\r\nWait for the sun\r\nWait for the moon\r\nWait for the morning to come\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStarry little latchkey kid\r\nCopper button latchkey kid\r\nWandering through the afternoon\r\nWith your plastic silver moon\r\nLittle latchkey kid\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStarry little latchkey kid\r\nCopper button latchkey kid\r\nWandering through the afternoon\r\nWith your plastic silver moon\r\nLittle latchkey kid\r\n', 'Glam Rock, Psychedelic Rock, Fuzzed Guitar, Heavy Bassline, cosmic, retro\r\nVocals a distinctive blend of hushed intimacy, theatrical glam-rock swagger, but with  a unique, intimate vulnerability and a childlike husky whisper\r\n\r\nIndie pop with a high-tempo, driving rhythm. The arrangement features a bright, overdriven electric guitar playing a rhythmic chord pattern and a melodic lead line. A clean, punchy electric bass follows the kick drum pattern. The drums consist of a tight snare, a steady kick, and shimmering hi-hats. Male vocals are delivered in a melodic, energetic style with occasional falsetto leaps. The track is in the key of G major with a tempo of 160 BPM. The production is clean with light reverb on the vocals and a slight saturation on the guitar tones. The song structure features a repetitive, anthemic vocal hook.\r\n\r\n\r\n', '', '2026-05-14 03:04:28', '1594,1593,1589,1590,1591,1592', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/latchkey-kid', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('564', '', 'Starlit Seams', '0', 'starlit-seams', '2026-05-14', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[strummed acoustic guitar, clean electric guitar lead riff]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[bass and drums enter]\r\nMoonlit on the pavement, faces drift by\r\nSilver balloons tangled up in the sky\r\nMidnight confessions, no one believes\r\nLost in the corners of threadbare dreams\r\n[electric guitar arpeggios]\r\nFaded street lamps flickering slow\r\nCarrying secrets I\'m longing to know\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, driving rhythm]\r\nStealing my dreams under starlit scenes\r\nRunning through the narrow halls of my sleep\r\nQuestions in pockets, old ripped blue jeans\r\nStolen by shadows who never weep\r\n[vocalizing] La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[acoustic guitar and bass only]\r\nI wake with a flicker, sweat on my brow\r\nFootsteps behind me but no one around\r\n[drums re-enter]\r\nA carousel memory spinning now\r\nWho keeps on hiding my hope underground?\r\nRain on the window, voices like wind\r\nKeep coming back to where it begins\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band]\r\nStealing my dreams under starlit scenes\r\nRunning through the narrow halls of my sleep\r\nQuestions in pockets, old ripped blue jeans\r\nStolen by shadows who never weep\r\n[vocalizing] La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[glockenspiel accents, half-time feel]\r\nMirrors are talking, they know all my names\r\nBeen thieves with footprints I never can claim\r\nThe ruins of mornings I almost recall\r\nChasing a wish that is slipping and small\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, energetic]\r\nStealing my dreams under starlit scenes\r\nRunning through the narrow halls of my sleep\r\nQuestions in pockets, old ripped blue jeans\r\nStolen by shadows who never weep\r\n[vocalizing] La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[electric guitar riff fades, acoustic guitar strumming ends]', 'Indie pop-rock with a bright, polished production style. Acoustic guitar strumming in sixteenth-note patterns provides the rhythmic core, complemented by a clean electric guitar playing melodic lead lines and arpeggios. The bass guitar follows a melodic, walking pattern in the verses and locks into a driving eighth-note rhythm during the choruses. Drums feature a crisp snare and active hi-hat work with occasional syncopated kick patterns. Male lead vocals are delivered in a clear, mid-range tenor with layered vocal harmonies during the chorus and bridge sections. The arrangement includes subtle synth pads and a glockenspiel for melodic accents. Tempo is 124 BPM in 4/4 time, key of G Major.\r\n\r\n(this was an undocumented PhantomDB song)', '', '2026-05-14 08:52:11', '1633,1634,1635,1636,1601,1602', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('565', '', 'Strange Delight', '0', 'strange-delight', '2026-05-14', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[clean electric guitar, staccato chords]\r\n[bass and drums enter]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[male vocals]\r\nThe clockwork man\r\nWinding himself each day\r\nA painted smile\r\nCome what may\r\nHe walks the street\r\nA silhouette in grey\r\nHoping the sun\r\nWill light his way\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHe buys a flower\r\nPlastic, bright and bold\r\nA story that will never\r\nGrow, grow old\r\nHe tells it to the pigeons\r\nBrave and cold\r\nA secret that can\'t be told\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nBut in his eyes a flicker starts to gleam\r\nA crack appears within his breaking dream\r\nIs there a world beyond this monochrome scene?\r\nA splash of color, vibrant and keen\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, the strange delight\r\nOf feeling slightly wrong\r\nA little lost where you belong\r\nHum a different tune\r\nA different song\r\nMaybe that\'s where you\r\nBeen strong\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[guitar solo with clean tone and light vibrato]\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nHe sees a girl with shoes of emerald green\r\nDancing in a sunbeam, yet unseen\r\nA silent movie playing on a screen\r\nA vibrant world, intensely\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, the strange delight\r\nOf feeling slightly wrong\r\nA little lost where you belong\r\nHum a different tune\r\nA different song\r\nMaybe that\'s where you\r\nBeen strong\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nFeeling strong\r\nAll along\r\n[final guitar chord rings out]', 'Indie pop with a light jazz influence, Clean electric guitar plays syncopated, staccato chords and a melodic lead line, Electric bass follows the kick drum with a walking feel, Drums feature a tight snare, crisp hi-hats, and occasional rimshots, Male vocals are delivered in a smooth, mid-range baritone with occasional melodic leaps, The arrangement is sparse, focusing on the interplay between the rhythmic guitar and the vocal melody, Key of G major, 115 BPM\r\n\r\n(was undocumented Phantom DB)', '', '2026-05-14 09:06:28', '1606,1605,1603,1604,1674,1675', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('566', '', 'Polishing My Helmet', '0', 'polishing-my-helmet', '2026-05-16', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\nOw\r\nOh yeah\r\nYeah\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nRubbing out the scratches in the chrome\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nWay too far away from getting home\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nShiny as a marble on the shelf\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nKeeping it all mainly to myself\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSugar studs and velvet wings\r\nElectric moons and silver things\r\nHigh heel boots for space-man strutting\r\nCopper wires for cosmic cutting\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nRubbing out the scratches in the chrome\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nWay too far away from getting home\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nShiny as a marble on the shelf\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nKeeping it all mainly to myself\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nRazzle dazzle plastic skin\r\nWhere the desert stars begin\r\nBlue smoke circles in the night\r\nGold flakes swimming in the light\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nLook at it\r\nLook at it\r\nLook at it\r\nShiny and wild\r\nShiny and strange\r\nShiny and new\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nRubbing out the scratches in the chrome\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nWay too far away from getting home\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nShiny as a marble on the shelf\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\nKeeping it all mainly to myself\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOoh la la la\r\nOoh la la la\r\nOoh la la la\r\nPolishing my helmet\r\n', 'Alternative rock with a mid-tempo shuffle feel. Acoustic guitar strumming provides the rhythmic core, complemented by a clean electric guitar playing melodic lead lines and arpeggios. A melodic bass guitar follows the chord progression with occasional slides. Drums feature a prominent snare on the backbeat with active hi-hat patterns. Male vocals are delivered in a mid-range tenor with occasional grit and layered harmonies in the chorus. The arrangement builds with additional electric guitar layers and vocal ad-libs. 115 BPM, Key of G Major, 4/4 time signature.\r\n\r\nAlt.\r\nEarly 1970s Psychedelic folk built around a clipped, three-chord electric guitar riff played through a modest reverb effect, the track has a raw, minimalist, yet highly danceable groove pop-accessible beat, driven by offbeat handclaps and a rudimentary, rhythmic bassline, Vocals- British/London, a fey, slightly eccentric falsetto and a modest backing drone', '', '2026-05-16 19:48:22', '1627,1628,1629,1630', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/polishing-my-helmet', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('567', '', 'Comfy in the Cosmos', '0', 'comfy-in-the-cosmos', '2026-05-16', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nYeah yeah \r\nOoh\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAre you comfy and warm in there\r\nGolden glitter in your hair\r\nSugar mama \r\nDiamond mama \r\nCosmic mama \r\nCan I get in with you \r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSilver sequins on your satin skin \r\nLet me in \r\nCurls of magic \r\nVisions tragic \r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt\'s only a suggestion \r\nMaybe a confession \r\nOr a wild obsession \r\nIf we might snuggle up \r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAre you comfy and warm in there\r\nGolden glitter in your hair\r\nSugar mama \r\nDiamond mama \r\nCosmic mama \r\nCan I get in with you \r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nTake no notice of the rocket \r\nPenny in your pocket \r\nFast lane flyer \r\nHeart of wire \r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nZooming past the sun \r\nNumber one \r\nHaving fun \r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAre you comfy and warm in there\r\nGolden glitter in your hair\r\nSugar mama \r\nDiamond mama \r\nCosmic mama \r\nCan I get in with you \r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nYeah \r\nZoom zoom \r\nStar zoom \r\nBoogie bloom', '1970s British Glam rock revival influence. Distorted electric guitars play rhythmic power chords and syncopated riffs. A driving drum kit features a prominent snare and crashing cymbals. The bass guitar follows the root notes of the guitar progression with a fuzzy tone. Male vocals are delivered a fey, breathy, slightly eccentric energetic performance, often utilizing a high-register belt and occasional falsetto ad-libs. The arrangement is dense with layered guitars and vocal harmonies in the chorus. Tempo is 145 BPM in 4/4 time, key of G major.', 'Neo-Glam', '2026-05-16 22:27:26', '1631,1632', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/comfy-in-the-cosmos', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('568', '', 'Hot Dog Song', '0', 'hot-dog-song', '2026-05-17', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[jangly electric guitar, driving drums, melodic bass]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[male vocals]\r\nVelvet lizard on a paper plate\r\nToo delicious fate\r\nTrue-born mystery under starry skies\r\nPink paradise, tell me now\r\nTell me where you came from, little spark\r\nWhere you came from\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nSilver sequence on a mustard leaf\r\nDance of sequence at a kitchen hit\r\nDrip the red juice, watch out on the siss\r\nLoose stone, don\'t you blink\r\nFrom the mighty pen to the copper pan\r\nCatch a glitter while you can\r\nDiamond eyes winking through the smoke and flies\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nVelvet lizard on a paper plate\r\nToo delicious fate\r\nTrue-born mystery under starry skies\r\nPink paradise, tell me now\r\nTell me where you came from, little spark\r\nWhere you came from\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nElectric grease on a satin sleeve\r\nMagical flavor hard to believe\r\nIs it beast, is it bug?\r\nA lady feast on spinning\r\nFrom the mighty pen to the copper pan\r\nCatch a glitter while you can\r\nDiamond eyes winking through the smoke and flies\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nVelvet lizard on a paper plate\r\nToo delicious fate\r\nTrue-born mystery under starry skies\r\nPink paradise, tell me now\r\nTell me where you came from, little spark\r\nWhere you came from\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe gold, maybe road\r\nMaybe bold, tractor beam\r\nDreaming, glitter king\r\nScreaming, ocean\'s lost whatever the cost\r\nVelvet lizard on a paper plate\r\nToo delicious fate\r\nTrue-born mystery under starry skies\r\nPink paradise, tell me now\r\nTell me where you came from, little spark\r\nWhere you came from\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[instrumental solo with jangly guitar and driving rhythm section]\r\n[fade out]', 'Pink Galactic Mystery\r\n\r\nIndie rock with psychedelic pop influences. Features a bright, jangly electric guitar playing rhythmic chords and a melodic bassline that follows the vocal melody. The drums maintain a steady backbeat with prominent hi-hat work. Male vocals are delivered in a high-energy, slightly nasal tone with frequent melodic leaps. The arrangement is dense with layered guitar tracks and occasional vocal harmonies. \r\n\r\n', '', '2026-05-17 10:43:16', '1637,1638,1641', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/hot-dog-song', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('569', '', 'Hot Dog (not used)', '0', 'hot-dog', '2026-05-17', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n(Synth intro with a quirky, upbeat feel)\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nMustard sauce and ketchup,\r\nthe hotdog is so sweet.\r\nBut the package gives no clue,\r\nas to the genealogy of the meat.\r\n(Uh oh)\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFrom the farm to the grill,\r\na mystery it seems.\r\nIs it pork, is it beef,\r\nliving out its meaty dreams?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, this hotdog, what\'s inside?\r\nA question I can\'t hide.\r\nFrom the butcher, to the bun,\r\nwhere did this hotdog come from?\r\n(Where did it come from?)\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nIt\'s a classic picnic treat,\r\na comfort in my hand.\r\nBut the label\'s always vague,\r\nacross this tasty land.\r\n(So confusing)\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFrom the farm to the grill,\r\na mystery it seems.\r\nIs it pork, is it beef,\r\nliving out its meaty dreams?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, this hotdog, what\'s inside?\r\nA question I can\'t hide.\r\nFrom the butcher, to the bun,\r\nwhere did this hotdog come from?\r\n(Where did it come from?)\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe it\'s a secret blend,\r\na recipe so grand.\r\nOr perhaps a little lost,\r\non its journey through the land.\r\n(It\'s a puzzle)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, this hotdog, what\'s inside?\r\nA question I can\'t hide.\r\nFrom the butcher, to the bun,\r\nwhere did this hotdog come from?\r\n(Where did it come from?)\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nHotdog, hotdog, tell me true,\r\n(What are you?)\r\nI love to eat you, through and through.\r\n(So tasty)\r\nBut still, I wonder...\r\n(Mmm hmm)\r\n...What are you?\r\n(Fade out with quirky synth melody)\r\n', 'Indie rock with psychedelic pop influences. Features a bright, jangly electric guitar playing rhythmic chords and a melodic bassline that follows the vocal melody. The drums maintain a steady backbeat with prominent hi-hat work. Male vocals are delivered in a high-energy, slightly nasal tone with frequent melodic leaps. The arrangement is dense with layered guitar tracks and occasional vocal harmonies. ', '', '2026-05-17 10:47:12', '1639,1640', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('570', '', 'Suno Monotonous Hum', '0', 'suno-monotonous-hum', '2026-05-20', 'Rap', '[Intro]\r\n\r\n(Record scratch) Yo, what\'s goin\' on?\r\n\r\nThis ain\'t the same sound I heard before, yo\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n\r\nWoke up this mornin\', hopped online, ready to create\r\n\r\nHit up Suno, thought I\'d drop a brand new track, seal my fate\r\n\r\nBut somethin\' felt off, the vibe was just a little bit strange\r\n\r\nNo more personas, just a flat, monotonous range\r\n\r\nEverything sounds the same, a digital echo, a monotone hum\r\n\r\nUsed to have voices, characters, now my creativity\'s numb\r\n\r\nIs this the future? A synthesized, lifeless drone?\r\n\r\nWhere\'s the artistry? Where\'s the soul that I\'ve known?\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n\r\nFlippin\' through the options, searchin\' for a spark\r\n\r\nJust the same ol\' melody playin\' in the dark\r\n\r\n(Sigh) This ain\'t it, chief, gotta find a different way\r\n\r\nThis repetitive loop ain\'t gonna make my day\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\r\nSuno\'s turned to shit, yeah, you heard me right\r\n\r\nThe AI\'s lost its magic, dimmin\' all the light\r\n\r\nNo more characters, no more unique sound\r\n\r\nJust a generic beat that\'s poundin\' on the ground\r\n\r\nEverything sounds the same, a boring, bland repeat\r\n\r\nMy creative spirit\'s dyin\' on this digital street\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n\r\nRemember the days, could be a rockstar, a bluesman, a queen\r\n\r\nNow it\'s just a chatbot, singin\' somethin\' I\'ve already seen\r\n\r\nTryna craft a story, a narrative, a lyrical flight\r\n\r\nBut the voice just defaults, takin\' away all the might\r\n\r\nI wanted to explore, to experiment, to push the envelope far\r\n\r\nNow I\'m stuck with this monotony, playin\' the same sad guitar\r\n\r\nThis ain\'t evolution, this is a step back, a digital blight\r\n\r\nWastin\' my time, losin\' my creative fight.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n\r\nFlippin\' through the options, searchin\' for a spark\r\n\r\nJust the same ol\' melody playin\' in the dark\r\n\r\n(Sigh) This ain\'t it, chief, gotta find a different way\r\n\r\nThis repetitive loop ain\'t gonna make my day\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\r\nSuno\'s turned to shit, yeah, you heard me right\r\n\r\nThe AI\'s lost its magic, dimmin\' all the light\r\n\r\nNo more characters, no more unique sound\r\n\r\nJust a generic beat that\'s poundin\' on the ground\r\n\r\nEverything sounds the same, a boring, bland repeat\r\n\r\nMy creative spirit\'s dyin\' on this digital street\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n\r\nGotta find another platform, a new sonic frontier\r\n\r\nWhere the AI understands what I want to hear\r\n\r\nNot just a mimic, but a partner in rhyme\r\n\r\nGotta bring back the soul, gotta rewind the time.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\r\nSuno\'s turned to shit, yeah, you heard me right\r\n\r\nThe AI\'s lost its magic, dimmin\' all the light\r\n\r\nNo more characters, no more unique sound\r\n\r\nJust a generic beat that\'s poundin\' on the ground\r\n\r\nEverything sounds the same, a boring, bland repeat\r\n\r\nMy creative spirit\'s dyin\' on this digital street\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n\r\nYeah, the same ol\' sound...\r\n\r\n(Fade out with a static-like effect)\r\n\r\nShit. \r\n\r\n', 'A lo-fi, British, dystopian folk-rap soundscape, blending weary talk-singing with cynical spoken word over a bed of decaying synths and field recordings of domestic failure, capturing the crushing weight of technological abandonment', '[gmusic]1UCPJJ5QoI9uYe-X4gsfTGqPpGBb-tprb[/gmusic]\r\n\r\n[gmusic]1R2TEILPLnaGCfMSE6rVHi_1fUZou3Qpk[/gmusic]\r\n', '2026-05-20 08:42:49', '1642,1643', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('571', '', 'Boardroom Calculus', '0', 'boardroom-calculus', '2026-05-21', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, steady beat]\r\n[Male Vocal, cold and detached]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nThe balance sheet is screaming, look at the spread\r\nI see a sea of faces, I wish I saw numbers instead\r\nYou clock in, you clock out, a repetitive line\r\nBut none of you possess the spark, the design\r\nYou’re just gears in the frame, replaceable parts\r\nMoving through the motions with heavy, slow hearts\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEfficiency is king, and I hold the crown\r\nI’m pulling the levers, I’m locking it down\r\nDon’t ask for a reason, don’t ask for the \"why\"\r\nI’m watching the margins, and watching you sigh\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLow-value human capital, filling the floor\r\nCounting the minutes \'til you\'re out the door\r\nYou’re overhead cost, you’re a drain on the gain\r\nJust a statistical glitch, a drop in the rain\r\n(Disposable)\r\nSo replaceable\r\n(Expendable)\r\nNothing personal—\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI walk down the hall, I don\'t know your names\r\nJust labels and titles, playing your games\r\nYou think that you’re vital? You think that you’re core?\r\nBut you’re just the dust on my office door\r\nI optimize systems, I trim off the fat\r\nAnd that is the truth, so how \'bout that?\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe board wants a dividend, growth in the green\r\nI’m the architect pulling the strings of the machine\r\nDon’t look for a hand-out, don\'t look for a friend\r\nI’m looking for ways that the curve can ascend\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLow-value human capital, filling the floor\r\nCounting the minutes \'til you\'re out the door\r\nYou’re overhead cost, you’re a drain on the gain\r\nJust a statistical glitch, a drop in the rain\r\n(Disposable)\r\nSo replaceable\r\n(Expendable)\r\nNothing personal—\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Building, sharp, staccato rhythm]\r\nAssets depreciating\r\nSystems pulsating\r\nHumanity fading\r\nMy profit is waiting\r\nTick. Tock.\r\nYou\'re worth what you output.\r\nNothing more. \r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Cold, synthetic soundscape]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLow-value human capital, filling the floor\r\nCounting the minutes \'til you\'re out the door\r\nYou’re overhead cost, you’re a drain on the gain\r\nJust a statistical glitch, a drop in the rain\r\n(Disposable)\r\nSo replaceable\r\n(Expendable)\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Whisper]\r\nJust a number...\r\n(Just a number)\r\nSee you at the bottom line.\r\n[Sigh]\r\n[Fade to silence]\r\n', 'Industrial Synthwave, Cold Corporate, Staccato, Robotic Male Vocals, Driving Bassline, Sharp Percussion, Dark Atmosphere, Clinical Precision, 120 BPM, Minimalist, Synthetic', '', '2026-05-22 14:09:05', '1644,1645', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('572', '', 'Low Value Human Capital', '0', 'low-value-human-capital', '2026-05-21', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n(Mmm, mmm)\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[male vocals]\r\nPolished desk\r\nObsidian surface reflecting a face I barely recognize\r\nPower is the profit\r\nPower is the motive\r\nPower is the pulse pulling all the levers until the gears go dry\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou are just low-value human capital\r\nFading on the marble floor\r\nJust a statistical accomplishment\r\nYou low-value human capital\r\nDrifting toward the door\r\nSo replaceable\r\n(So replaceable)\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\n[staccato synth riff]\r\nChecking out, checking out\r\nNothing personal\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[bass-driven groove]\r\nBonjour, salut\r\nSit like vultures waiting for the ticker tape to move and trim the fat\r\nCutting through the ledger just to find a better route\r\nPower is the profit\r\nPower is the motive\r\nPower is the pulse pulling all the levers until the gears go dry\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full arrangement, shimmering pads]\r\nYou are just low-value human capital\r\nFading on the marble floor\r\nJust a statistical accomplishment\r\nYou low-value human capital\r\nDrifting toward the door\r\nSo replaceable\r\n(So replaceable)\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[distorted electric guitar solo with wah-wah effect]\r\nChecking out, checking out\r\nNothing personal\r\nI said depreciating, system pulsating, humanity fading, my profit is waiting\r\nTick, tock, value, output, only what I say\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[climax with layered vocals]\r\nYou are just low-value human capital\r\nFading on the marble floor\r\nJust a statistical accomplishment\r\nYou low-value human capital\r\nDrifting toward the door\r\nSo replaceable\r\n(So replaceable)\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n(La, la, la, la, la)\r\nChecking out, checking out\r\nNothing personal\r\nOh, checking out, checking out\r\nNothing personal\r\n[final synth chord fades]', '1970s British Glam Rock with a touch of funk. Features a bright, jangly electric guitar playing rhythmic chords and a melodic bassline that follows the vocal melody. The drums maintain a steady backbeat with prominent hi-hat work, Male vocals are delivered in a high-energy, slightly nasal tone with frequent melodic leaps. The arrangement is dense with layered guitar tracks and occasional vocal harmonies\r\n\r\nFerry version starts:\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nPolished desk\r\nObsidian surface reflecting a face I barely recognize\r\nThe spreadsheets are bleeding\r\nLooking for a spark in the grid of your tired eyes\r\n\r\n\r\nHuman Capital\r\nIndie rock with funk and disco influences. Clean electric guitar plays syncopated, muted 16th-note scratches and staccato chords. A melodic bass guitar line features prominent slides and octave jumps. Drums maintain a steady 4/4 groove with a crisp snare and tight hi-hats. Male vocals are delivered in a mid-range tenor with occasional falsetto leaps. A bright, polyphonic synthesizer pad provides harmonic backing in the choruses. The arrangement features sudden dynamic shifts between sparse verses and dense, layered choruses. Tempo is 118 BPM in the key of B minor.\r\n\r\nDividends of Disdain\r\nIndie pop with funk and disco influences. Clean electric guitar plays syncopated 16th-note scratches and palm-muted riffs. A prominent synth bass follows a melodic, driving line with occasional slides. Drums feature a tight snare and consistent hi-hat eighth notes. Male vocals are delivered in a mid-range tenor with frequent shifts into falsetto during the chorus. Bright, staccato synth brass stabs and shimmering polyphonic pads provide harmonic texture. The arrangement includes a bridge with a distorted electric guitar solo featuring rapid alternate picking and wah-wah filtering. Tempo is 120 BPM in the key of D major.', '', '2026-05-22 14:12:44', '1656,1657,1654,1655,1652,1653,1646,1647,1648,1649,1650,1651', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/low-value-human-capital', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('573', '', 'Wired Up', '0', 'wired-up', '2026-05-25', 'Pop', '[Chorus]\r\nWired up\r\nWired up\r\nReady to pop\r\nFlipping through the toggle switch\r\nWired up\r\nYou want to blow my socks off\r\nSearching for the click\r\nBut you cannot find my button\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSilver circuitry\r\nTracing paths across my metal skin\r\nI\'m waiting\r\nWatching your hand begin to slide\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSearching left\r\nSearching right\r\nSearching high\r\nNothing works tonight\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWired up\r\nWired up\r\nReady to pop\r\nFlipping through the toggle switch\r\nWired up\r\nYou want to blow my socks off\r\nSearching for the click\r\nBut you cannot find my button\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nCannot find it\r\nNo\r\nCannot find it\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nRhythm racing through the terminal\r\nData dumping in a loop\r\nMagnetized\r\nI feel the heat in the tubes\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSearching left\r\nSearching right\r\nSearching high\r\nNothing works tonight\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWired up\r\nWired up\r\nReady to pop\r\nFlipping through the toggle switch\r\nWired up\r\nYou want to blow my socks off\r\nSearching for the click\r\nBut you cannot find my button\r\n\r\n[Drop]\r\nWired up\r\nSearching for the click\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nUnder the plate\r\nBetween the wire\r\nFeel the pull\r\nFeed the fire\r\nSystem check\r\nError code\r\nManual drive\r\nReady to explode\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWired up\r\nWired up\r\nReady to pop\r\nFlipping through the toggle switch\r\nWired up\r\nYou want to blow my socks off\r\nSearching for the click\r\nBut you cannot find my button\r\n', 'Toggle Switch\r\nJ-Pop, high-energy funk-rock, Features a prominent slap bass line with aggressive thumb pops and finger plucks, syncopated electric guitar scratching, and bright brass stabs from a trumpet and trombone section, The drums utilize a tight, dry snare sound with frequent open hi-hat accents and rapid double-time fills, A female vocal delivers rhythmic, staccato phrasing with occasional falsetto leaps, Synthesizers provide shimmering polyphonic pads and occasional filter-swept lead lines, The arrangement is dense with rapid transitions between funk-driven verses and anthemic, melodic choruses, 138 BPM, E Major, 4/4 time\r\n\r\nManual Drive\r\nJ-Rock and power pop fusion, Distorted electric guitars play palm-muted power chords in the verses and open, ringing chords in the chorus, A bright, clean electric guitar provides melodic counterpoint with staccato riffs, The bass guitar follows the kick drum with driving eighth-note patterns, Drums feature a prominent snare on 2 and 4 with consistent eighth-note hi-hat patterns and frequent crash cymbal accents, Energetic female vocals lead the track, often doubled or harmonized in the chorus, The tempo is 175 BPM in the key of E Major', 'Toggle Switch (phantom Donna)\r\n[suno]82d1bd79-2647-46fa-abf7-0d5382522a93[/suno]\r\n\r\nToggle Switch (Suno remake)\r\n[suno]1f08eb76-652e-43d9-9ee5-52d4fc08ac77[/suno]\r\n\r\nToggle Switch (Mashup)\r\n[suno]84da000e-b6d1-4c77-9166-4c279859aac0[/suno]\r\n\r\nManual Drive (phantom Donna)\r\n[suno]39ebebb1-c2a4-444a-8b5a-bd3009715646[/suno]\r\n\r\nManual Drive (Suno remake)\r\n[suno]31801ab5-4f94-4e15-a5a7-f526e2c35419[/suno]\r\n\r\nManual Drive (Mashup)\r\n[suno]31801ab5-4f94-4e15-a5a7-f526e2c35419[/suno]\r\n', '2026-05-25 12:18:37', '1658,1659,1660,1661,1662,1663,1664,1665,1666,1667', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('574', '', 'Dear Phoebe', '0', 'dear-phoebe', '2026-05-23', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[bright electric guitar riff, driving drums, brass stabs]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[male vocals]\r\nDear Phoebe, won\'t you open your eyes\r\nSee the colors swirling in the sky\r\nThe colors swirling in the sky\r\nA mundane world is a painted lie\r\nDear Phoebe, won\'t you open your eyes\r\n\r\n[Interlude]\r\n[brass fanfare, walking bassline]\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe clockwork men\r\nAre marching in time\r\nTheir plastic smiles\r\nA pantomime\r\nThey\'ll tell you truth\r\nIs a nickel and dime\r\nBut Phoebe darling, you\'re beyond their paradigm\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[staccato strings, bass slides]\r\nThe mirror cracks\r\nThe image fades\r\nRelease the grip of cellophane barricades\r\nLet the cosmic river\r\nWash over the glades\r\nEscape the maze, escape the charade\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, power chords, vocal harmonies]\r\nDear Phoebe, fly on wings of chrome\r\nLeave this earthly monochrome home\r\nBeyond the stars you\'ll never roam alone\r\nDear Phoebe, fly on wings of chrome\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\n[brass accents]\r\nThey\'ll tell you dreams\r\nAre a foolish game\r\nThat magic\'s gone\r\nConsumed by the flame\r\nBut Phoebe love\r\nYou know their words are lame\r\nUnleash the power\r\nWhisper your name\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[building drum fill]\r\nThe walls dissolve, the ceiling\'s gone\r\nA universe of wonder carries on\r\nWhere stardust dances \'til the break of dawn\r\nA brand new world is waiting to be born\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nDear Phoebe, fly on wings of chrome\r\nLeave this earthly monochrome home\r\nBeyond the stars you\'ll never roam alone\r\nDear Phoebe, fly on wings of chrome\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[half-time feel, piano chords, soaring brass]\r\nCan you hear the whispers on the breeze?\r\nKeep ancient secrets hidden in the trees\r\nUnlock the code and set your spirit free\r\nPhoebe, Phoebe, who you\'re meant to be\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[tempo returns to 145 BPM]\r\nDear Phoebe, fly on wings of chrome\r\nLeave this earthly monochrome home\r\nBeyond the stars you\'ll never roam alone\r\nDear Phoebe, fly on wings of chrome\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[vocal ad-libs]\r\nOpen your eyes\r\nDear Phoebe, open your eyes\r\nBye-bye\r\nTo the sky\r\n[final brass hit]', 'Power pop with musical theater influences, Features bright electric guitars with light overdrive, a driving drum kit with prominent crash cymbals, and a melodic electric bass, Orchestral elements include a brass section with trumpets and trombones, and a string section providing rhythmic staccato accents, Lead male vocals are delivered in a theatrical, belting style with frequent harmony stacks, The tempo is 145 BPM in the key of G major, The arrangement uses frequent stop-start dynamics and dramatic brass stabs to punctuate lyrical phrases, A bridge section features a half-time feel with sustained piano chords before returning to the uptempo chorus', 'Reggae versions\r\n\r\n[suno]67007e27-5ad4-408b-9eba-962f0ddc5438[/suno]\r\n\r\nI prefer this one.\r\n[suno]47c26f7f-afe9-4e1f-bd20-7b15c9e5864d[/suno]\r\n\r\nThe crap theatrical rock one\r\n[suno]df50d25b-d2da-4bc2-8296-cf06baf71b17[/suno]\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n', '2026-05-25 18:32:23', '1761,1762,1694,1695,1696', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/dear-phoebe', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('575', '', 'Dancing in the Pouring Rain', '0', 'dancing-in-the-pouring-rain', '2026-05-25', 'Pop', '[Verse 1] [Piano intro with a slightly off-kilter melody]\r\nIn halls of mirrors, faces gleam\r\nA silent movie, a waking dream\r\nThe air is thick with yesterday\r\nAnd promises that slipped away\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus] [Bass line becomes more prominent]\r\nA painted smile, a vacant stare\r\nIs anyone truly really there?\r\nThe clock is ticking, out of time\r\nLost in this pantomime\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Full band enters, slightly theatrical]\r\nOh, the strange delight of being lost\r\nA cosmic wanderer, counting the cost\r\nOf gravity and gilded chains\r\nDancing in the pouring rain\r\n\r\n[Verse 2] [Saxophone subtly weaves in and out]\r\nA cigarette burns in a crystal hand\r\nA map of nowhere, in this promised land\r\nThe buildings whisper secrets old\r\nStories that have never been told\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus] [Tempo slightly increases]\r\nA painted smile, a vacant stare\r\nIs anyone truly really there?\r\nThe clock is ticking, out of time\r\nLost in this pantomime\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [More powerful and layered]\r\nOh, the strange delight of being lost\r\nA cosmic wanderer, counting the cost\r\nOf gravity and gilded chains\r\nDancing in the pouring rain\r\n\r\n[Bridge] [Tempo slows, piano becomes more melancholic]\r\nIs there a way to break these walls?\r\nTo answer freedom\'s distant calls?\r\nOr are we doomed to play our part\r\nTrapped within this work of art?\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Returns with a sense of acceptance]\r\nOh, the strange delight of being lost\r\nA cosmic wanderer, counting the cost\r\nOf gravity and gilded chains\r\nDancing in the pouring rain\r\n\r\n[Outro] [Fades out with piano and saxophone, leaving a lingering feeling of bittersweet wonder]\r\nDancing in the rain...\r\nLost... in the rain...\r\n', 'Indie rock with a driving, upbeat tempo at 135 BPM in the key of G major, The arrangement features a bright, strummed acoustic guitar and a clean electric guitar playing melodic lead lines, A punchy bass guitar follows the kick drum pattern, while the drum kit maintains a steady backbeat with prominent hi-hat work, Male vocals are delivered in a clear, mid-range tenor, occasionally layering into harmonies during the chorus, The production is clean with light reverb on the vocals and guitars, creating a spacious but focused soundstage, A bridge section features a breakdown with handclaps and a simplified drum pattern before returning to the full arrangement', '[suno]d22d4e78-a998-4409-9461-31d25b75e929[/suno]', '2026-05-25 19:09:50', '1702,1703,1704,2057,2058', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('576', '', 'Wounded Soldier', '0', 'wounded-soldier', '2026-05-29', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow Reggae Groove]\r\n[Bass Heavy]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSmoke rising up from the hood of the car,\r\nJust my luck, I didn\'t get very far.\r\nThe mechanic says, \"It’s a heavy price to pay,\"\r\nMy bank account is fading, fading away.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nOne bill, two bills, knocking at my door,\r\nSeems like the trouble, it’s asking for more.\r\n(Asking for more)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nNow I’m standing here, just a wounded soldier,\r\nThe weight of the world, feeling so much colder.\r\nLife hits hard, like a rhythm out of time,\r\nTrying to find peace, in a mountain I must climb.\r\n(Oh, I\'m wounded)\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe electricity, the rent, and the phone,\r\nIt’s a heavy burden, I’m carrying alone.\r\nChecks in the mailbox, all due on the same day,\r\nI’m pushing forward, but the clouds stay gray.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nOne bill, two bills, knocking at my door,\r\nSeems like the trouble, it’s asking for more.\r\n(Why you asking for more?)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nNow I’m standing here, just a wounded soldier,\r\nThe weight of the world, feeling so much colder.\r\nLife hits hard, like a rhythm out of time,\r\nTrying to find peace, in a mountain I must climb.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo building]\r\nBut the sun gonna rise, over the hill,\r\nEven when the pocket is standing so still.\r\nI’m bruised, yeah— I’m battered,\r\nBut my spirit remains... yeah, my spirit remains.\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Melodic Horn Section]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStill standing here, just a wounded soldier,\r\nThe weight of the world, feeling so much colder.\r\nLife hits hard, like a rhythm out of time,\r\nTrying to find peace, in a mountain I must climb.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Soft]\r\nJust a wounded soldier.\r\n(Wounded)\r\nTrying to find my way.\r\n(Keep on pushing)\r\nYeah, the bills will pass.\r\nEverything gonna be alright.\r\n[Fade Out]', '', '[suno]18ef2d1f-b34d-4220-a55c-68cecc865768[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]f4aefd5f-3fce-4b99-b332-0ac80bfd47d5[/suno]', '2026-05-29 16:36:48', '1753,1754', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/wounded-soldier', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('577', '', 'Playing These Games', '0', 'playing-these-games', '2026-06-01', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow Reggae Groove]\r\n[Bass Heavy]\r\n[Organ swell]\r\n(Oooooh, yeah)\r\n(My heart, it skips a beat)\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nYou walked by, with a shy little smile\r\nI haven’t seen you, for a long, long while\r\nMy heart is BEATING, like a drum in the night\r\nTrying to hide, but it don\'t feel right\r\nI’m playing these games, in my head again\r\nTrying to guess, where your heart has been\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nBut the rhythm is calling, sweet and slow\r\nAnd there’s something, you really need to know\r\nI’m standing here, in the golden light\r\nWaiting for you, to make it right\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, why do we play, these silly games?\r\nWriting our hearts, on the window panes\r\nIt’s a long way down, from the love we knew\r\n(Love we knew)\r\nBaby, I’m still, reaching for you\r\nIt’s a sweet, sweet reggae melody\r\nWon’t you come back, and stay with me?\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI count the minutes, I count the stars\r\nWondering where, you really are\r\nAre you laughing? (giggles) Are you feeling blue?\r\nI’m just hoping, that you’re missing me too\r\nThe bassline drops, and the world stands still\r\nIf you ask me to stay, lord, you know I will\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n‘Cause the rhythm is calling, soft and deep\r\nPromises made, that we meant to keep\r\nI’m standing here, in the morning glow\r\nDon\'t let the fire, burn down so low\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, why do we play, these silly games?\r\nWriting our hearts, on the window panes\r\nIt’s a long way down, from the love we knew\r\n(Love we knew)\r\nBaby, I’m still, reaching for you\r\nIt’s a sweet, sweet reggae melody\r\nWon’t you come back, and stay with me?\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo building]\r\nI don’t want to run, I don’t want to hide\r\nI want you standing, right by my side\r\nNo more games, no more lies\r\nJust look deep, into my eyyyyyyyyes\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Smooth Saxophone]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, why do we play, these silly games?\r\nWriting our hearts, on the window panes\r\nIt’s a long way down, from the love we knew\r\n(Love we knew)\r\nBaby, I’m still, reaching for you\r\nIt’s a sweet, sweet reggae melody\r\nWon’t you come back... (breathy) and stay with me?\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nStay with me, boy\r\n(Silly games, silly games)\r\nDon\'t play no more\r\n(Just stay with me)\r\nYeah, it’s a sweet, sweet sound\r\n(Sweet melody)\r\nOooooh, my love\r\n[Fade out]\r\n', 'Roots Reggae, Romantic, Off-beat Piano Chords, Warm Deep Bassline, Female Vocals, Breathy Delivery, Soulful, 75 BPM, Lush Reverb, Vintage Analog Production', '[suno]3a2f4be9-23e8-412f-bd8b-ddfcb234e86f[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]19e3415f-e4a1-4280-9cba-37d6c240b7fe[/suno]', '2026-06-01 19:09:28', '1778,1779', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('578', '', 'What Must I Do?', '0', 'what-must-i-do', '2026-06-02', 'Reggae', '[Chorus]\r\nWhat must I do to win you\r\nTell me what must I do\r\nTo plant a seed inside your garden\r\nJust what must I do\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSmall seeds\r\nPlanting plans beneath the morning sun\r\nLow tides pull at the harbor walls\r\nYou never look my way when I call your name out loud\r\nPatiently waiting while the clouds roll by\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSearching for the secret\r\nSearching for the signal\r\nSearching for the sign\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhat must I do to win you\r\nTell me what must I do\r\nTo plant a seed inside your garden\r\nJust what must I do\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nRiddles\r\nRestless river running through the red clay\r\nEmpty hands and an open heart\r\nNo reason for this distance between our souls tonight\r\nHiding in the valley like a mountain goat\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSearching for the secret\r\nSearching for the signal\r\nSearching for the sign\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhat must I do to win you\r\nTell me what must I do\r\nTo plant a seed inside your garden\r\nJust what must I do\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe you like my laughter\r\nMaybe you like my style\r\nMaybe you like my spirit\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhat must I do to win you\r\nTell me what must I do\r\nTo plant a seed inside your garden\r\nJust what must I do\r\n', 'Roots Reggae, Romantic, Off-beat Piano Chords, Warm Deep Bassline, Female Vocals, Breathy Delivery, Soulful, 75 BPM, Lush Reverb, Vintage Analog Production', 'V1\r\n[suno]39e1be25-93fe-4b01-aa91-eecfbae19d23[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]f9e99796-d118-4359-89fb-8b974188cc1a[/suno]', '2026-06-01 19:34:00', '1788,1789', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/what-must-i-do', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('579', '', 'Waiting for Your Signal', '0', 'waiting-for-your-signal', '2026-06-02', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nNo no \r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhat do I need to do \r\nWhat do I need to say \r\nTell me what to change \r\nTo get you interested\r\nTo get you interested \r\nTo keep you looking back \r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSilver rain\r\nDripping down the cold glass pane \r\nJust waiting for your signal\r\nTo arrive\r\nChecking my reflection\r\nMissing our connection\r\nIs it all \r\nIn my head\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhat do I need to do \r\nWhat do I need to say \r\nTell me what to change \r\nTo get you interested\r\nTo get you interested \r\nTo keep you looking back \r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nSweetest sting \r\nThe certain shade of your mood \r\nI try to guess the secret\r\nQuiet mind\r\nI sit\r\nI stay\r\nI wait \r\nLost within the low light \r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe it\'s the distance\r\nMaybe it\'s the timing\r\nMaybe it\'s the luck\r\nTell me where we stand\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhat do I need to do \r\nWhat do I need to say \r\nTell me what to change \r\nTo get you interested\r\nTo get you interested \r\nTo keep you looking back \r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nStay interested\r\nKeep interested\r\nPlease stay\r\nDon\'t walk away\r\n', '', 'V1\r\n[suno]7af65e8f-4b00-425d-a890-637502b145fa[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]d4826418-69fb-4d88-b3a6-d6dc138e25e8[/suno]', '2026-06-01 19:34:20', '1790,1791', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('580', '', 'Such a Long Way', '0', 'such-a-long-way', '2026-06-02', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nMoving in my sleep\r\nDreaming of you\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nMidnight minutes melting\r\nForty miles to the city border \r\nDriving south\r\nBroken lines on the road ahead\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFinding my way\r\nWatching the grey\r\nI hope you stay\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt is such a long way to where you are\r\nSearching for a sign or a falling star\r\nTrying to breathe in the moving car\r\nIt is such a long way to where you are\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nSuch a long way\r\nSuch a long way\r\nWait for me\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nStaring at my hands\r\nCold against the black leather seat\r\nRunning fast\r\nThe rain is starting to clear\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFinding my way\r\nWatching the grey\r\nI hope you stay\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt is such a long way to where you are\r\nSearching for a sign or a falling star\r\nTrying to breathe in the moving car\r\nIt is such a long way to where you are\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nSuch a long way\r\nSuch a long way\r\nWait for me\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nTell me you\'re there\r\nTell me you\'re home\r\nTell me you\'re waiting\r\nJust keep the porch lamp on\r\nKeep the window unlocked\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt is such a long way to where you are\r\nSearching for a sign or a falling star\r\nTrying to breathe in the moving car\r\nIt is such a long way to where you are\r\n', '', 'V1\r\n[suno]e590ef91-9d44-4717-8550-6fd21bf35346[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]7f3819ac-23ad-4311-b43f-8df1f0486a24[/suno]', '2026-06-02 23:15:49', '1792,1793', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('581', '', 'Your Soul Container', '0', 'your-soul-container', '2026-06-03', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\nOoh\r\nMmm\r\nOh yeah\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nEmpty room inside your chest\r\nThe house is standing\r\nBut nobody is home at all\r\nNo heat against the cold\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt is an ever-changing picture \r\nWith your ever-changing moods\r\nEvery promise gets delayed\r\nYou never finish what you started \r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYour soul container is not populated\r\nIt is hollow \r\nIt is hollow\r\nYour soul container is not populated\r\nI am looking for a person\r\nBut I find a ghost\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nStalling out again\r\nIt is like a faulty Windows update\r\nThe screen is frozen white\r\nA glitch within your spirit\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt is an ever-changing picture \r\nWith your ever-changing moods\r\nEvery promise gets delayed\r\nYou never finish what you started \r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYour soul container is not populated\r\nIt is hollow \r\nIt is hollow\r\nYour soul container is not populated\r\nI am looking for a person\r\nBut I find a ghost\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nNo pulse \r\nNo spark\r\nNo heart \r\nI watch the colours fade to grey\r\nWhile you drift further away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYour soul container is not populated\r\nIt is hollow \r\nIt is hollow\r\nYour soul container is not populated\r\nI am looking for a person\r\nBut I find a ghost\r\n\r\n[Hook]\r\nSoul container\r\nNot populated\r\nSoul container\r\nNot populated', 'Roots Reggae, Off-beat Piano Chords, Warm Deep Bassline, Female Vocals, Breathy Delivery, Soulful, 75 BPM, Lush Reverb, Vintage Analog Production\r\n\r\nExperimental, but soulful reggae girl singer\r\nShe questions the humanity and the spiritual integrity of her man\r\n\"It\'s an ever changing picture with your ever changing moods\"\r\n\"Your soul container is not populated\"\r\n\"it\'s like a faulty Windows update\"', 'V1\r\n[suno]750908b3-a697-40ac-b546-b8f0b8d9d772[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]fd0d9d01-6f0d-4612-bc0c-f1092b2c6088[/suno]', '2026-06-03 13:49:18', '1794,1795', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('582', '', 'You\'re Just a Shell, Boy', '0', 'youre-just-a-shell-boy', '2026-06-03', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow]\r\n[Deep Reggae Bassline]\r\n[Drums: One-drop beat]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nI watch the rhythm of your eyes shift,\r\nLike sand dunes in a desert storm.\r\nIt’s an ever changing picture,\r\nWith your ever changing moods.\r\nI’m looking for the anchor,\r\nBut you\'re drifting through the tide.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSearching for the fire in your chest (oh yeah),\r\nBut the embers have gone cold.\r\nYou’re operating on a wire,\r\nBut there’s nobody home.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, you’re just a shell, boy,\r\nYour soul container is not populated.\r\nEmpty space where the spirit should be,\r\nIt’s like a faulty Windows update,\r\nFreezing up the love you claimed to save.\r\n(Shout: System failure)\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[Breathy]\r\nIs there a ghost behind the interface?\r\nOr did you delete the empathy?\r\nYou’re glitching through the promises you made,\r\nA hollow hum in the frequency.\r\nI’m parsing through your errors,\r\nBut the code is all erased.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nYou’re looking for a signal in the dark (so dark),\r\nBut you’ve lost the source code too.\r\nA digital saint with a plastic heart,\r\nI’m waking up from you.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, you’re just a shell, boy,\r\nYour soul container is not populated.\r\nEmpty space where the spirit should be,\r\nIt’s like a faulty Windows update,\r\nFreezing up the love you claimed to save.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Dub echo]\r\n[Building intensity]\r\nCan you hear the static? (Static)\r\nIs it getting loud inside your head?\r\nCan you feel the disconnect? (Disconnect)\r\nThe hollow truth of words you said.\r\nYou’re running out of memory...\r\nTo keep the lies alive.\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Spacey Dub Guitar Riff]\r\n[Heavy Reverb]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Powerful]\r\nYeah, you’re just a shell, boy,\r\nYour soul container is not populated.\r\nEmpty space where the spirit should be,\r\nIt’s like a faulty Windows update—\r\nFreezing up the love you claimed to save.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Slow]\r\nSystem down.\r\n(Whisper: Not populated)\r\nJust a fading ghost.\r\n(Sigh)\r\nRebooting... never.\r\n[Fade out]\r\n', 'Reggae, Experimental Soul, Dub, Off-beat Rhythm, Deep Sub-bass, Female Vocals, Breathy, Synthesizer Glitch, Analog Delay, Reflective, 85 BPM', 'V1\r\n[suno]406e2ca8-03ab-47d5-bfb9-0df466692e0f[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]bb4206f2-f3a3-474f-bd6b-c7a8ef7fb7e9[/suno]', '2026-06-03 14:59:06', '1796,1797', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('583', '', 'I Got a Baby at Home', '0', 'i-got-a-baby-at-home', '2026-06-03', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow reggae beat]\r\n[Bass heavy]\r\n[Drums steady]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nConcrete sidewalk, burning underneath my feet\r\nStanding in the shadows of this busy street\r\n\"Hey Lady,\" I call, but they look the other way\r\nJust another struggle in the light of day\r\nI got a suit on, but it’s feeling like a chain\r\nTrying to sell a dream inside this hurricane.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe supervisor watching from the sliding door\r\nIf I don\'t get a signature, I’m out the floor\r\nThey say \"Produce or pack your bags, you’re done\"\r\nUnderneath the heat of this midday sun.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey Mister, won\'t you stop a while?\r\nI’m just a mother trying to fake a smile\r\nI got a baby at home, (baby at home)\r\nWaiting for the milk, and I’m all alone\r\nYeah, I’m begging for a chance, begging for a sign\r\nJust sign the paper, help me cross the line.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nPeople walking fast, they got somewhere to be\r\nThey don\'t see the sorrow hiding inside of me\r\n\"Hey Lady,\" I try, with a quiver in my tone\r\nSearching for a kindness that I’ve never known\r\nThe quota’s climbing, and my spirit’s getting thin\r\nLord, tell me how a woman’s ever gonna win.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey Mister, won\'t you stop a while?\r\nI’m just a mother trying to fake a smile\r\nI got a baby at home, (baby at home)\r\nWaiting for the milk, and I’m all alone\r\nYeah, I’m begging for a chance, begging for a sign\r\nJust sign the paper, help me cross the line.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Breathy)\r\nIf I lose this check, the lights go dark tonight\r\nIf I lose this spot, I lose the only fight\r\n(Shout)\r\nI’m standing here, I’m waiting, I’m praying for a soul\r\nTo stop and hear the story, and keep me whole.\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Upbeat reggae guitar melody]\r\n[Organ swells]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHey Mister, won\'t you stop a while?\r\nI’m just a mother trying to fake a smile\r\nI got a baby at home, (baby at home)\r\nWaiting for the milk, and I’m all alone\r\nYeah, I’m begging for a chance, begging for a sign\r\nJust sign the paper, help me cross the line.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nI got a baby... (so hungry)\r\nI got a baby... (no money)\r\nJust sign the paper, mister\r\nPlease...\r\n[Fade out]\r\n[Rhythm continues]\r\n', 'Reggae, Experimental Soul, Dub, Off-beat Rhythm, Deep Sub-bass, Female Vocals, Breathy, Synthesizer Glitch, Analog Delay, Reflective, 85 BPM\r\n\r\nAn unemployed single mother has been forced (on threat of losing government benefits) to work as a saleswoman, standing outside a supermarket entrance, hoping to tempt engagement. She isn\'t being very successful.', 'An unemployed single mother has been forced (on threat of losing government benefits) to work as a saleswoman, standing outside a supermarket entrance, hoping to tempt engagement. She isn\'t being very successful.\r\n\r\n[suno]1ea771d0-2d23-437b-8e94-8e8e68205395[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]d1a1470a-b0c5-431a-8910-fca53a7d6923[/suno]', '2026-06-03 15:23:05', '1798,1799', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('584', '', 'Love Yourself Before You Lose Your Mind', '0', 'love-yourself-before-you-lose-your-mind', '2026-06-03', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow Reggae beat]\r\n[Bass line heavy and warm]\r\n(Yeah, yeah)\r\nListen now\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nLonely boy, don\'t try to be an incel\r\nYou’re locked inside a self-made prison cell\r\nThe world is wider than the screen you see\r\nYou gotta learn to set your spirit free\r\nOh, you’re brooding in the shadows of the night (so cold)\r\nBut there’s a morning sun that’s burning bright\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLove yourself before you lose your mind\r\nOpen up and leave the spite behind\r\nDon’t let the bitterness cloud up your view\r\nThere’s so much more inside of you (inside of you)\r\nLove yourself, yeah, heal your heavy heart\r\nAnd make a brand new start\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[Drums steady, light guitar skank]\r\nI see the anger rising in your chest\r\nBut that dark fire will never let you rest\r\nPut down the hate, it’s weighing down your soul\r\nYou’re beautiful, you’re playing your own role\r\nWalk out the door, feel the island breeze\r\nLet all those heavy burdens fall with ease (fall with ease)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLove yourself before you lose your mind\r\nOpen up and leave the spite behind\r\nDon’t let the bitterness cloud up your view\r\nThere’s so much more inside of you (inside of you)\r\nLove yourself, yeah, heal your heavy heart\r\nAnd make a brand new start\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo building]\r\nIt’s a choice you make, day by day\r\nWash the lonely, angry thoughts away\r\nConnect with people, share a little light\r\nEverything is gonna be alright— (alright)\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[Melodic and breezy]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nLove yourself before you lose your mind (oh, oh)\r\nOpen up and leave the spite behind\r\nDon’t let the bitterness cloud up your view\r\nThere’s so much more inside of you (so much more)\r\nLove yourself, yeah, heal your heavy heart\r\nAnd make a brand new start\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Soft percussion]\r\nYeah, keep it steady\r\nLove yourself...\r\nLonely boy, let it go (let it go)\r\nJust let it go\r\n[Fade out]\r\n', 'Reggae, Roots Reggae, Mid-tempo, Offbeat Guitar Chops, Heavy Bassline, Warm Hammond Organ, Conscious Lyrics, 85 BPM, Relaxed Groove, Uplifting Mood, Analog Production', 'A bit of an accident with this because the first two generations came out as being mostly sung by a male. It might actually be more appropriate?\r\n\r\n1)\r\n[suno]f1c75632-679f-48e4-9927-23b8db3e40af[/suno]\r\n\r\n2)\r\n[suno]4429a01a-d8d7-4459-bd4d-9888d72fd7f9[/suno]\r\n\r\nThen the female versions:\r\n\r\n3)\r\n[suno]cf50894f-6ba9-4179-84a6-4228498c141f[/suno]\r\n\r\n4)\r\n[suno]8caffb68-800b-4412-88ab-b14f375e2083[/suno]', '2026-06-03 17:47:57', '1800,1801,1802,1803', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/love-yourself-before-you-lose', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('585', '', 'Your Soul Container x You\'re Just a Shell, Boy (mashup)', '0', 'soul-container-shell-boy', '2026-06-03', 'Reggae', '(singer A)\r\nEmpty room inside your chest\r\nThe house is standing\r\nBut nobody is home at all\r\nNo heat against the cold\r\n\r\nIt is an ever-changing picture\r\nWith your ever-changing moods\r\nEvery promise gets delayed\r\nYou never finish what you started\r\n\r\nYour soul container is not populated\r\nIt is hollow\r\nIt is hollow\r\nYour soul container is not populated\r\nI am looking for a person\r\nBut I find a ghost\r\n\r\n(transition)\r\n\r\n(singer B)\r\nI watch the rhythm of your eyes shift,\r\nLike sand dunes in a desert storm.\r\nIt’s an ever changing picture,\r\nWith your ever changing moods.\r\nI’m looking for the anchor,\r\nBut you\'re drifting through the tide.\r\n\r\nSearching for the fire in your chest (oh yeah),\r\nBut the embers have gone cold.\r\nYou’re operating on a wire,\r\nBut there’s nobody home.\r\n\r\nOh, you’re just a shell, boy,\r\nYour soul container is not populated.\r\nEmpty space where the spirit should be,\r\nIt’s like a faulty Windows update,\r\nFreezing up the love you claimed to save.\r\n(Shout: System failure)\r\n\r\n(melodic transition)\r\n\r\n(singer A)\r\nNo pulse\r\nNo spark\r\nNo heart\r\nI watch the colors fade to grey\r\nWhile you drift further away\r\n\r\nSoul container\r\nNot populated\r\nSoul container\r\nNot populated\r\n\r\n(transition)\r\n\r\n(singer B)\r\nCan you hear the static? (Static)\r\nIs it getting loud inside your head?\r\nCan you feel the disconnect? (Disconnect)\r\nThe hollow truth of words you said.\r\nYou’re running out of memory...\r\nTo keep the lies alive.\r\n\r\nYeah, you’re just a shell, boy,\r\nYour soul container is not populated.\r\nEmpty space where the spirit should be,\r\nIt’s like a faulty Windows update—\r\nFreezing up the love you claimed to save.', '', 'V1\r\n[suno]2be784cb-814b-48ce-97d4-6d63261f7aff[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]4d5606ec-fd09-4751-ba3c-3ef42c26d76b[/suno]', '2026-06-03 21:52:58', '1804,1805', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('586', '', 'Hold it in Check', '0', 'hold-it-in-check', '2026-06-04', 'Gothic Rock', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, ominous synth pulse]\r\n[Breathy]\r\nThe news is turning grey...\r\nThe map is painted red.\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nA shadow creeping slow, across the border line\r\nA sickness in the air, but baby we’ll be fine\r\nWe’re solid as a rock, a picture of the norm\r\nWrapped up in each other, keeping safe from the storm\r\nForever is a promise, etched in skin and bone\r\nAs long as we are us, we’ll never be alone.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nRight?\r\n(whisper: Say it)\r\nEverything is right.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBut what do you mean?\r\nThat look in your eye, it’s a jagged machine\r\nYou fancy a woman?\r\nOh my God, don\'t you see?\r\nCan’t you hold it in check, just for me?\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nKeep it in line, don’t you break my neck\r\nWe’ve got a perfect life, keep the status in check\r\nYou don’t have to be a deviant, it’s just a choice\r\n(shout: Silence that voice!)\r\nIt really doesn\'t need to be this way\r\nJust look at the ground, and do what I say.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhat do you mean?\r\nThat look in your eye, it’s a jagged machine\r\nYou fancy a woman?\r\nOh my God, don\'t you see?\r\nCan’t you hold it in check, just for me?\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Building intensity, erratic drums]\r\nThe world is burning down (burning down)\r\nAnd you’re looking at her\r\nThe world is burning down\r\nAnd you’re making a blur—\r\nOf everything we swore, of everything we built\r\nIs this who you are? \r\nIs this all just guilt?\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Distorted, glitchy guitar melody]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Loud, aggressive]\r\nWhat do you mean?\r\nThat look in your eye, it’s a jagged machine\r\nYou fancy a woman?\r\nOh my God, don\'t you see?\r\nCan’t you hold it in check, just for me?\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Slow fade]\r\nKeep it in line.\r\n(whisper: Just stay)\r\nWe’re solid.\r\n(whisper: We’re fine)\r\nForever...\r\nRight?\r\n(echo: Right?)\r\n', 'Post-Punk, New Wave, Staccato Bassline, Driving Rhythm, Synth Pop, Tense, Anxious Mood, 135 BPM, Male Vocals, Angular Guitar, Cold Production, 80s Retro\r\n-----\r\nGothic Rock, 1980s Post-Punk, Bauhaus style, Deep Baritone Male Vocals, Flanger Bassline, Sparse Reverb Drums, Jagged Angular Guitar, Dark Dramatic Mood, Cold Production, 105 BPM', 'V1\r\n[suno]99312a05-8015-4a78-a2f9-245343990ae7[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]349394ea-b9c9-4bbc-bdce-9da2170adc05[/suno]\r\n\r\nGoth versions\r\n\r\nV3\r\n[suno]639c34ab-fa50-4e13-8a22-a1b9e2e2be40[/suno]\r\n\r\nV4\r\n[suno]908d6978-f65c-44eb-9d86-caea4438938d[/suno]', '2026-06-04 17:45:11', '1806,1807,1817,1818', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('587', '', 'Snuff Tin', '0', 'snuff-tin', '2026-06-05', 'Auteur', 'Other Lives in Tins /  Sensation of a Boy Man\r\n\r\n[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nHm hm hm\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nStrange visions of a tin\r\nColors flashing on a paper thin skin\r\nA habit I never chose\r\nBurning my nose\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nWas I a hero then\r\nWas I a boy\r\nWas I a different sort of man\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nGhost of a scent in the air\r\nSensation of snuff that was never there\r\nDust of the past in my head\r\nLines of a life I never led\r\nSneezing away the old day\r\nThe golden grain has blown away\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAway away\r\nAway away\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCircular cans on the table\r\nBlue and yellow on the metal label\r\nI breathe in the bitter leaf\r\nFinding relief\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nWas I a hero then\r\nWas I a boy\r\nWas I a different sort of man\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nGhost of a scent in the air\r\nSensation of snuff that was never there\r\nDust of the past in my head\r\nLines of a life I never led\r\nSneezing away the old day\r\nThe golden grain has blown away\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAway away\r\nAway away\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nVape smoke clouds up the room\r\nPaper sticks fill up the gloom\r\nBut I miss the grain\r\nBut I feel the strain\r\nI feel it, I feel it, I feel it\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nGhost of a scent in the air\r\nSensation of snuff that was never there\r\nDust of the past in my head\r\nLines of a life I never led\r\nSneezing away the old day\r\nThe golden grain has blown away\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nAway away\r\nAway away\r\nAway away\r\n', 'Indie rock with elements of power pop and psychedelic rock. The arrangement features a bright acoustic guitar strumming eighth notes, a melodic electric bass, and a drum kit with a prominent snare and crashing cymbals. A clean electric guitar provides lead fills and rhythmic counterpoint. Male vocals are delivered in a mid-range tenor, transitioning into strained, high-pitched shouting and distorted vocalizations in the latter half. The track features a driving 4/4 beat at 132 BPM in the key of G major. Production includes heavy distortion and saturation on the vocals during the climax, with layered vocal harmonies in the choruses.\r\n\r\nPrompt\r\nHave I been a different me? Memory of using Snuff. I remember using it as a boy and as a man, but not in this life. Although I\'ve used cigarettes and vapes, I\'ve never used snuff. I remember the startling yet comforting sensation as I snorted it, and the sneezing. I remember tins, many tins with all the different shapes and colours. It was using it with friends, or alone, as a boy and as a man.\r\n\r\nDavid Bowie, 1970s, experimental rock\r\n\r\nOr psychedelic', 'Original Phantom DB\r\n[suno]4e0cdacb-421a-463e-a951-482a3dca2ee9[/suno]\r\n\r\nV1\r\n[suno]d029f6ae-e8b3-4368-9ad9-c2bdb99d79aa[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]dfe161ac-89c8-4f02-9e22-699d5cf96c3e[/suno]\r\n\r\nV3\r\n[suno]04bee2c6-f3e1-4f0a-94c6-9814501db044[/suno]\r\n\r\nV4\r\n[suno]be470468-e64d-4bb4-a766-378098e0a43e[/suno]', '2026-06-05 18:15:00', '1808,1809,1810,1811,1812,1813,1814', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('588', '', 'Doppelganger Rendezvous', '0', 'doppelganger-rendezvous', '2026-06-06', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow Reggae Groove]\r\n[Bass Heavy]\r\n[Drums: One drop beat]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nHey, dead ringer.\r\nDid I know you in a different life?\r\nIs this some strange kind of rhyme?\r\nAre we doppelgangers from another time?\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nWhen was the last time?\r\nWhere was the place?\r\nI see a ghost in the smile... upon your face.\r\nIs it déjà vu? (déjà vu)\r\nOr just a trick of the light?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, mystery man, you’re pulling on a thread.\r\nWaking up the memories inside of my head.\r\nAre we destined? (destined)\r\nOr just passing through the haze?\r\nLost in the rhythm of these shifting days.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo Building]\r\nThe sun goes down, the shadows start to play.\r\nI’ve walked these island streets a thousand times, they say.\r\nBut I never met your eyes...\r\nUntil tonight.\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Dub Echo Effect]\r\n[Smooth Saxophone Solo]\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nMaybe it’s written in the stars above.\r\nMaybe a echo of a long-lost love.\r\nI feel the vibration, humming in my bones.\r\nAre we connected in the great unknown?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, mystery man, you’re pulling on a thread.\r\nWaking up the memories inside of my head.\r\nAre we destined? (destined)\r\nOr just passing through the haze?\r\nLost in the rhythm of these shifting days.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Soft]\r\nHey, dead ringer...\r\nAnother time.\r\nAnother life.\r\n(whisper: just a rhyme)\r\n[Fade out with heavy bass]', 'song style: Roots Reggae, Lovers Rock, Offbeat Skank, Walking Bassline, Hammond Organ, Bright Horn Section, Mellow, Warm, 85 BPM, Female Vocals, Tape Saturation, Vinyl Crackle', 'V1\r\n[suno]3a6db583-a807-4e77-84f1-2f63f88f8bc0[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]b1d5f05b-19e1-402e-af25-1c5a95533cb4[/suno]', '2026-06-06 17:09:28', '1819,1820', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('589', '', 'Phantom Tins', '0', 'phantom-tins', '2026-06-06', 'Auteur', '[Intro]\r\n[Atmospheric synth pad]\r\n[Soft, echoing piano]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nI hold a ghost inside my hand\r\nA habit that I never planned\r\nThe tingle rises, sharp and cold\r\nA story that was never told\r\nI’ve chased the vapor, held the light\r\nBut this is different in the night\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nDust on my thumb, the stinging grace\r\nI see a stranger’s smiling face\r\n(Is it me?)\r\nIs it me?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt’s a memory from a different life\r\nThe velvet burn, the powdered strife\r\nI never touched the tin in here\r\nBut the scent is pulling me so near\r\nTins of crimson, gold and blue\r\nDid I once belong to you?\r\nOh, the SNEEEEEEZE...\r\n(Echo: oh, the sneeze)\r\nIt brings me to my knees\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI see us sitting in the shed\r\nWith words we haven\'t even said\r\nI was a boy, I was a man\r\nWith tobacco dust upon my hand\r\nVapes and smoke are all I know\r\nBut this—this is a deeper glow\r\nA ritual from long ago\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt’s a memory from a different life\r\nThe velvet burn, the powdered strife\r\nI never touched the tin in here\r\nBut the scent is pulling me so near\r\nTins of crimson, gold and blue\r\nDid I once belong to you?\r\nOh, the SNEEEEEEZE...\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Building intensity]\r\nBright tins stacked in the dark\r\n(Spark, spark)\r\nEvery pinch leaves a mark\r\nI wasn\'t there, I didn\'t see\r\nHow did this become a part of me?\r\n(Breathy: I remember)\r\nI remember... everything.\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Distorted, haunting guitar melody]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt’s a memory from a different life\r\nThe velvet burn, the powdered strife\r\nI never touched the tin in here\r\nBut the scent is pulling me so near\r\nTins of crimson, gold and blue\r\nDid I once belong to you?\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Softening]\r\nJust a ghost in a tin...\r\n(Whisper: just a pinch)\r\nThe dust settles down.\r\nI am someone else...\r\nOr maybe I\'m just finally...\r\nFinding me.\r\n[Fade out with sound of a tin clicking shut]\r\n', 'song style: Neo-Psychedelia, Dream Pop, Atmospheric, Introspective, Distorted Organ, Muffled Drums, Tape Saturation, Ethereal, Male Vocals, 75 BPM, Melancholic, Lo-fi Texture', '', '2026-06-07 00:12:46', '1821,1822,1823,1824,1825,1826', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('590', '', 'Phantom Tins and Lost Senses', '0', 'phantom-tins-and-lost-senses', '2026-06-07', 'Neo-Psychedelia', 'I hold a ghost inside my hand\r\nA habit that I never planned\r\nThe tingle rises, sharp and cold\r\nA story that was never told\r\nI’ve chased the vapor, held the light\r\nBut this is different in the night\r\n\r\nOh, oh\r\nStrange visions of a tin\r\nColors flashing on the paper-thin skin\r\nA habit I never choose\r\nBurning my nose\r\n\r\nDust on my thumb, the stinging grace\r\nI see a stranger’s smiling face\r\n(Is it me?)\r\nIs it me?\r\n\r\nWas I a hero then?\r\nWas I a boy,\r\nWas I a different sort of man?\r\n\r\nIt’s a memory from a different life\r\nThe velvet burn, the powdered strife\r\nI never touched the tin in here\r\nBut the scent is pulling me so near\r\nTins of crimson, gold and blue\r\nDid I once belong to you?\r\nOh, the SNEEEEEEZE...\r\nIt brings me to my knees\r\n\r\nGhost of a scent in the air\r\nSensation  of snuff that was never there\r\nDust of the past in my head\r\nLines of a life I never led\r\nSneezing away the old day\r\nThe golden grain has blown away\r\n\r\nI see us sitting in the shed\r\nWith words we haven\'t even said\r\nI was a boy, I was a man\r\nWith tobacco dust upon my hand\r\nVapes and smoke are all I know\r\nBut this—this is a deeper glow\r\nA ritual from long ago\r\n\r\nCircular cans on the table\r\nBlue and yellow on the metal label\r\nI breathe in the bitter leaf\r\nFinding relief\r\n\r\nBright tins stacked in the dark\r\n(Spark, spark)\r\nEvery pinch leaves a mark\r\nI wasn\'t there, I didn\'t see\r\nHow did this become a part of me?\r\nI remember... everything.\r\n\r\nVape smoke clouds up the room\r\nPaper sticks fill up the gloom\r\nBut I miss the grain\r\nBut I feel the strain\r\nI feel it, I feel it, I feel it\r\n\r\nJust a ghost in a tin...\r\nThe dust settles down.\r\nI am someone else...\r\nOr maybe I\'m just finally...\r\nFinding me.\r\n\r\nGhost of a scent in the air\r\nSensation of snuff that was never there\r\nDust of the past in my head\r\nLines of a life I never led\r\nSneezing away the old day\r\nThe golden grain has blown away\r\nAway, away\r\nAway, away', 'song style: Neo-Psychedelia, Dream Pop, Atmospheric, Introspective, Distorted Organ, Muffled Drums, Tape Saturation, Ethereal, Male Vocals, 75 BPM, Melancholic, Lo-fi Texture', 'A confabulated memory of being a user of snuff.\r\n\r\n[suno]7344e384-4133-4389-aa04-6eb0933b6f96[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]486e548a-10f2-44c7-8ea8-8ca967105b9a[/suno]', '2026-06-07 00:39:51', '1827,1828', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/phantom-tins-and-lost-senses', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('591', '', 'Dark Horse', '0', 'dark-horse', '2026-06-08', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\n[Reggae beat with steady bassline]\r\n[Guitar skank]\r\nYeah, yeah\r\nListen now\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nYou walked in slow, with a secret smile\r\nWearing clothes that you haven’t worn for a while\r\nYou say you’re leaving, moving to the heights\r\nTrading our sunsets for those city lights\r\nA ring on your finger, a man of prestige\r\nYou’ve been playing a game, living in a siege\r\nWhere did he come from? How’d you pull this off?\r\nYou’re a DARK HORSE, girl, don\'t you dare act soft\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEverything is changing, everything is new\r\nI’m looking at the stranger who is standing here as you\r\nMy best friend, reaching for the stars up above\r\nWhile I’m still here, caught in the push and the shove\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, you’re a dark horse, galloping away\r\nInto the gold of a brand new day\r\nI’m happy for you, girl, I wish you the best\r\nBut there’s a heavy feeling, sitting in my chest\r\nYeah, you’re moving up, leaving me behind\r\n(Jealousy is a poison, playing with my mind)\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nNow the social ladder is your only view\r\nYou’re polished and perfect, everything is new\r\nFrom the neighbourhood corners to a mansion wall\r\nI’m waiting for the echo when you trip and fall\r\nBut wait— tell me this, let me catch my breath\r\nIs he the only one, or is there a depth?\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nDoes he have a friend? (Does he have a friend?)\r\nDoes he have a brother? (Tell me, is he like the other?)\r\nMaybe there’s a chance for a girl like me\r\nTo find a little bit of that prosperity\r\nI’m laughing now, but my heart is sore\r\nWishing I was walking through that same open door\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, you’re a dark horse, galloping away\r\nInto the gold of a brand new day\r\nI’m happy for you, girl, I wish you the best\r\nBut there’s a heavy feeling, sitting in my chest\r\nYeah, you’re moving up, leaving me behind\r\n(Jealousy is a poison, playing with my mind)\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Soft bass fade]\r\nYou’re a dark horse\r\nYeah, you’re a dark horse\r\nSend a postcard home...\r\n(Whisper: Just don\'t forget me)\r\n[Fade out]\r\n', 'Roots Reggae, Lovers Rock, Mid-tempo, Offbeat Guitar Chops, Heavy Bassline, Organ Stabs, Female Vocals, Melancholy, Jealousy, Bittersweet, 85 BPM, Warm Analog Production', 'V1\r\n[suno]dfc44013-8607-4ac3-922b-8aa460251c6a[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]3d05eb0e-a215-4b43-be26-e7954fb4679b[/suno]', '2026-06-08 21:14:59', '1831,1832', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('592', '', 'Mystical Rita', '0', 'mystical-rita', '2026-06-10', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\n[Female Vocal]\r\n[Soft]\r\n[Breathy]\r\n[Muttered, breathless realization — close to the mic]:\r\nExtraordinary lady...She knows... she knows everything.\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nRita is a mystic... she holds the key\r\nTo the universe, and all we see\r\nShe’s been here before, she’s been everywhere\r\nLooking for the truth in the open air\r\nLook into her eyes, but you cannot hide\r\nYour soul has nowhere left to run or slide\r\nShe sees right through this modern world, so cold\r\nBack to when the Earth, was whole (so whole)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, Rita (Rita)\r\nAncient light in a simple frame\r\nOh, Rita (Rita)\r\nKnowing secrets without a name\r\nShe’s watching all the empires, tumble down\r\nThe quietest spirit in this dusty town\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nHer mind is like the desert sand\r\nShifting through the ages in the palm of her hand\r\nCarrying the weight, of history\r\nWritten on no pages, just a mystery\r\nJust a simple woman, standing there\r\nOlder than the town, with a hollow stare\r\nWatching it all... watching it all\r\n(Whisper: the empires fall)\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nShe knows the rhythm of the rising tide\r\nShe knows the places where the shadows hide\r\nNo clock can measure what she’s seen\r\nShe’s the space, she’s the in-between\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, Rita (Rita)\r\nAncient light in a simple frame\r\nOh, Rita (Rita)\r\nKnowing secrets without a name\r\nShe’s watching all the empires, tumble down\r\nThe quietest spirit in this dusty town\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nShe is the key... (she is the key)\r\nRita is the key\r\n(Fade out)\r\n[Soft]\r\n[Breathy]\r\n', 'Roots Reggae, Dub, Mystical, Female Vocals, Echoing Percussion, Sub-bass, Organ Swells, Tape Delay, 85 BPM, Warm Analog Texture, Earthy, Spiritual', 'Versions\r\n\r\nV1\r\n[suno]42124a2c-c1a9-433e-8a74-496d7fe0634b[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2 (preferred)\r\n[suno]1a780994-2e93-4b13-96cb-c551869096fc[/suno]\r\n\r\nExtended 1\r\n[suno]49e3a625-817a-44a8-b773-4fd2f4477880[/suno]\r\n\r\nExtended 2\r\n[suno]019e7f2f-a335-47f4-99a4-4392b7f23919[/suno]', '2026-06-10 03:17:41', '1835,1836,1837,1838', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/mystical-rita', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('593', '', 'Tired of You', '0', 'tired-of-you', '2026-06-11', 'Reggae', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, swaying reggae beat. Soft keys, guitar offbeats.]\r\nMmm… yeah…\r\nSo tired…\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nYour love has been an exhausting challenge\r\nEvery day a climb, every word a balance\r\nI gave you sunshine, you answered with rain\r\nNow I’m counting my blessings and learning your game\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nI used to wait for you, night after night\r\nNow I just wait for a little peace of mind\r\nYour promises faded, your stories wore thin\r\nIt’s a losing battle and I just can’t win\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am so tired of you\r\nDragging my heart through the blues\r\nI am so tired of you\r\nLove shouldn’t feel like paying dues\r\nI am so tired, so tired of you\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYou say you’ll change but it’s always tomorrow\r\nYour sweet talk is sweet, but all I taste is sorrow\r\nI’m done with excuses, I’m done with the fight\r\nI want my mornings back, I want my light\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nI used to dream of you, holding me tight\r\nNow I just dream of sleeping right\r\nYour drama’s a river, I’m learning to swim\r\nNo more drowning, I’m done giving in\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am so tired of you\r\nDragging my heart through the blues\r\nI am so tired of you\r\nLove shouldn’t feel like paying dues\r\nI am so tired, so tired of you\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe you’ll miss me when I’m gone\r\nMaybe you’ll wake up, but I’ll be moving on\r\nNo more empty words, no more wasted days\r\nI’m dancing by myself, and I’m finding my way\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nI am so tired of you\r\nDragging my heart through the blues\r\nI am so tired of you\r\nLove shouldn’t hurt the way you do\r\nI am so tired, so tired of you\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n(Beat fades, gentle keys linger)\r\nSo tired… so tired…\r\nI’m finally free from you\r\n', 'Roots Reggae, Lovers Rock, Mellow, Offbeat Guitar Chops, Heavy Sub-Bass, One Drop Drum Pattern, Female Vocals, Breathy, Soulful, 75 BPM, Warm Room Reverb, Analog Tape Hiss\r\n', '[suno]0ffabda7-ebec-487e-91ef-82cff2602112[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]2a86833b-88cc-4ffc-8192-46b7242ff088[/suno]', '2026-06-11 14:12:52', '1839,1840', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/so-tired-of-you', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('594', '', 'Top Shelf to VPN', '0', 'top-shelf-to-vpn', '2026-06-17', 'Moz', '[Verse 1]\r\nBack in the seventies, I never dared look twice\r\nAt those top shelf magazines—oh, the price!\r\nIf you got caught peeking at the newsagent’s stash\r\nYou’d be shamed for life, branded in a flash\r\nThe shame, the shame, just for a peek\r\nRed-faced confessions, couldn’t show my beak\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBut now the web’s wide open, with no corner shop walls\r\nYou can browse in your undies, no shame at all\r\nVPNs for the naughty, privacy kings\r\nBut here comes the government, banning those things!\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThey say it’s for the children, to keep them all pure\r\nBut it’s always the grown-ups they’re really out to cure\r\nFrom jazz mags to proxies, the story’s the same\r\nHide what you’re looking at, dodge all the blame\r\nOnce we hid behind bushes, now behind firewalls\r\nBut they’re moving the goalposts, raising the walls\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYeah, the web was freedom, a digital spree\r\nNow you need a VPN just to have privacy\r\nBut Big Brother’s watching, he’s got a new plan\r\nHe’s coming for your history and your VPN!\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nRemember the brown paper bag, the nervous cash?\r\nNow it’s browser tabs and a digital dash\r\nInk-stained fingers, trembling with dread\r\nNow it’s “clear the cache,” and delete what you’ve read\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nSo here’s to the days of innocence gone\r\nFrom sneaky old magazines to encrypted .com\r\nIf you’re banning VPNs, just know it’s true—\r\nWhere there’s a will, there’s always a way through!\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nThe shame, the shame—it’s all gone online\r\nBut the government’s coming, one more time\r\nSo if you see me sweating, glued to my screen\r\nJust know I’m reminiscing, back in my teens!\r\n', '', '', '2026-06-17 16:15:04', '1847,1848', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('595', '', 'Nowhere Left to Hide', '0', 'nowhere-left-to-hide', '2026-06-17', 'Moz', '[Intro]\r\nOh\r\nOh-oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nNineteen seventy four\r\nStaring at the wooden floor\r\nScared to see what sat upon the shelf\r\nThinking only of myself\r\nHidden under papers near the back\r\nCaught in the trap\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt felt so wicked then\r\nTo find the lion\'s den\r\nTo be a man among the men\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nNow it\'s all wide open\r\nOpen and wide\r\nNow it\'s all wide open\r\nWith nowhere left to hide\r\nThey see my history\r\nThey see the mystery\r\nNow it\'s all wide open\r\nWide open\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nStodgy ministers in ties\r\nTelling us such practiced lies\r\nSaving all the children from the sight\r\nWhile they tremble in the night\r\nBlaming every proxy that they find\r\nKeeping us blind\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt felt so wicked then\r\nTo find the lion\'s den\r\nTo be a man among the men\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nNow it\'s all wide open\r\nOpen and wide\r\nNow it\'s all wide open\r\nWith nowhere left to hide\r\nThey see my history\r\nThey see the mystery\r\nNow it\'s all wide open\r\nWide open\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nBrown paper bags\r\nNervous cash\r\nFailing hearts\r\nFailing pride\r\nNow we clear the cache\r\nNow we run and hide\r\nHide it away\r\nHide it away\r\nHide it away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nNow it\'s all wide open\r\nOpen and wide\r\nNow it\'s all wide open\r\nWith nowhere left to hide\r\nThey see my history\r\nThey see the mystery\r\nNow it\'s all wide open\r\nWide open', '', '', '2026-06-17 16:17:39', '1845,1846', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('596', '', 'Salt in the Socket', '0', 'salt-in-the-socket', '2026-06-19', 'Pop', '[Chorus]\r\nSalt in the socket\r\nSalt in the socket\r\nWrong for the right\r\nMisunderstood and out of sight\r\nLock the door\r\nLeave the radio off\r\nLock the door\r\nLeave the radio off\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nPolishing these mirrors \r\nTil they bleed back at me\r\nDay by day\r\nLonesome little lighthouse\r\nThinking bout Jane\r\nWhile I scrub the white wall\r\nTrying to remember\r\nWhy they sent me here to stay\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSalt in the socket\r\nSalt in the socket\r\nWrong for the right\r\nMisunderstood and out of sight\r\nLock the door\r\nLeave the radio off\r\nLock the door\r\nLeave the radio off\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh\r\nLock it up\r\nOh oh\r\nShut it down\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nGrease stained hands\r\nUnder my black nails\r\nThe garage was humming\r\nShe walked inside\r\nAnd the gears jammed up\r\nPrisoners go north\r\nPrisoners go to the sea\r\nThey tell me I am free\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nNo sound in the kitchen\r\nNo sound in the hall\r\nNo sound at all\r\nScrub it off\r\nScrub it out\r\nScrub it thin\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSalt in the socket\r\nSalt in the socket\r\nWrong for the right\r\nMisunderstood and out of sight\r\nLock the door\r\nLeave the radio off\r\nLock the door\r\nLeave the radio off\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSalt in the socket\r\nSalt in the socket\r\nWrong for the right\r\nMisunderstood and out of sight\r\nLock the door\r\nLeave the radio off\r\nLock the door\r\nLeave the radio off\r\n', 'Baritone vocals, half-spoken, half-mumbled monologue over a shifting bed of psychedelic flutes and heavy drums, Mixing high-contrast elements—like innocent \'60s sunshine-pop and dark \'70s underground rock\r\n\r\nA strange process. I\'d been watching the last episode of \"Widow\'s Bay\" and for some reason I started thinking about Iggy Pop\'s \"Fall in Love with Me\". But then after playing that one, it led to \"Lighthouse Keeper\" by Sunforest. I had a little chat with Google AI and started talking about an idea of an ex-garage mechanic who served prison time for something that he did to a woman called Jane. He swears that it was a misunderstanding. A prison social worker, knowing that our protagonist could never go back to his hometown, suggests that he becomes a lighthouse keeper. He does that but the isolation drives him mad. I fed what the AI came up with to Treblo, with Iggy Pop, Rock, 1970s/1960s, and then took that to Suno and gave it that style.', '', '2026-06-19 09:31:20', '1849,1850', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/salt-in-the-socket', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('597', '', 'Torrent Files and Blank CDs', '0', 'torrent-files-and-blank-cds', '2026-06-20', 'Moz', '[Verse 1]\r\nRemember Bowlers on a Saturday, rain in the air\r\nPC towers, dodgy drivers, bargains everywhere\r\nStacks of blank CDs, a fiver for a pack\r\n\"All sorts of dodgy warez\" scribbled on the back\r\nThere’s a bloke in a tracksuit, flogging memory sticks\r\n“Last week’s chart—got it all, just take your pick”\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nTorrent files and blank CDs\r\nSneaking songs like stolen keys\r\nNapster, LimeWire, Kazaa and dreams\r\n128 kbps, bursting at the seams\r\nBurned my mix for the ride to school\r\nCrackly intros—thinking I was cool\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCar boot sales in the drizzle, swapping discs for cash\r\nMP3s with mystery tags—half the songs were trash\r\nCD writers humming, cases all around\r\nPlaylists from the darknet, music underground\r\nParents yelling \"turn that racket down!\"\r\nBut thirty tracks on a shiny disc, I wore it like a crown\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nTorrent files and blank CDs\r\nSneaking songs like stolen keys\r\nNapster, LimeWire, Kazaa and dreams\r\n128 kbps, bursting at the seams\r\nOne more album, just one more night\r\nPraying the modem would work just right\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nDial-up tones, secret codes,\r\n“Don’t pick up the phone!”—my download explodes\r\nA virus or two, but what could you do?\r\nThe world was free—well, at least for me and you\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nTorrent files and blank CDs\r\nPixelated covers, dodgy mp3s\r\nBowlers fair, back in ‘03\r\nBuilding my library, illegally\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nNow it’s all streaming, everything’s clean\r\nBut I miss those blurry, uncertain screens\r\nSo here’s to the thrill of that old world, please—\r\nTorrent files and blank CDs', 'indie rock, classic 80s Manchester indie, storytelling baritone male British singer, melancholic jangle pop - Moz voice.', '', '2026-06-20 21:41:18', '1851,1852', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/torrent-files-and-blank-cds', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('598', '', 'Brand New Syphony', '0', 'brand-new-symphony', '2026-06-21', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[distorted electric guitar riff, driving drums, bass enters]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nYeah, oh baby\r\n\r\nWe made a spark, a little light, in the velvet night\r\nA brand new star, a cosmic heart, burning oh so bright\r\nHypersonic surge, yeah, that\'s the word, a destiny unfurled\r\nOur little miracle, a genetic miracle, gonna rock the world!\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFeel the rumble, hear the thunder, coming through the sky\r\nSomething special, something stellar, gonna catch your eye\r\n\r\nCosmic child, yeah you\'re wild, gonna shine so free\r\nBrand new soul, taking its toll on eternity\r\nGenetic merge, yeah that\'s the urge, a rhythmic symphony\r\nOh little baby, ain\'t nobody quite like you and me\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nFrom stardust spun, the race is run, but the journey\'s just begun\r\nA celestial beat, oh so sweet, second to none\r\nA sonic blast, built to last, a future unsurpassed\r\nOur little wonder, rolling under, the cosmic caster\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFeel the rumble, hear the thunder, coming through the sky\r\nSomething special, something stellar, gonna catch your eye\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCosmic child, yeah you\'re wild, gonna shine so free\r\nBrand new soul, taking its toll on eternity\r\nGenetic merge, yeah that\'s you, a brand new symphony\r\nOh little baby, ain\'t nobody quite like you and me\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[electric guitar solo with wah-wah effect]\r\nThe universe expands, a tiny hand reaching out to take a stand\r\nA little king, hear him sing, the joy that he will bring\r\nYeah, the future\'s callin\', no more fallin\', just standin\' tall and sprawlin\'\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[distorted guitar lead, heavy cymbal crashes]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[vocals intensify]\r\nWow, with the blast, oh with every part\r\nCosmic child, yeah you\'re wild, gonna shine so free\r\nBrand new soul, taking its toll on eternity\r\nGenetic merge, yeah that\'s you, a brand new symphony\r\nOur little baby, ain\'t nobody, quite like you and me!\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[falsetto ad-libs]\r\n(Oh, cosmic child)\r\nYeah, you\'re wild\r\n(Oh, cosmic child)\r\nOh baby\r\nCosmic child\r\n(Cosmic child)\r\n[guitar feedback, final drum hit]', 'Vintage 1971 mono recording, low fidelity tape hiss, muddy mix, buried vocals, thin acoustic guitar, amateur bedroom demo\r\n\r\nThere are quite a few more versions, including a phantom Bolan one', '', '2026-06-21 00:58:24', '1853,1854,1863,1864', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/brand-new-symphony', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('599', '', 'Suite', '0', 'suite', '2026-06-23', 'Ambient', 'Waltz\r\nMinimalist and repetitive. anchored around an E-major chord with a repeating 2-note melody. A delicate keyboard and piano lines floating over continuous synthetic soundscapes, creating an airy but claustrophobic feel. A caravan-like drum beat and subtle percussion lend it the cadence of a slow, mournful waltz.\r\n\r\nFear and Doubt\r\nIt pits a stark, repetitive piano motif against an eerie, synthetic soundscape, embodying feelings of conflict and existential dread. An ominous, four-note descending piano sequence played in the bass, which continuously repeats to create a sense of being trapped in a cycle of doubt. Pitted against this grounding \"organic\" sound is a synthetic, artificial wind-like drone. \r\n\r\nOpti\r\nHeavy use of an ARP synthesiser to create synthetic strings and brass. It is driven forward by funk-inflected guitar riffs and crisp, dynamic drumming. Highly melodic and catchy. It operates as a tight, rhythmic grid alternating between brief guitar leads, descending synthesiser sequences, and playful, intertwining keyboard melodies.', 'Caver\'s Waltz\r\nMinimalist and repetitive. anchored around an E-major chord with a repeating 2-note melody. A delicate keyboard and piano lines floating over continuous synthetic soundscapes, creating an airy but claustrophobic feel. A caravan-like drum beat and subtle percussion give it the cadence of a slow, mournful waltz.\r\n\r\nFear and Doubt\r\nPitting a stark, repetitive piano motif against an eerie, synthetic soundscape to embody feelings of conflict and existential dread. An ominous, four-note descending piano sequence played in the bass, which continuously repeats to create a sense of being trapped in a cycle of doubt. Pitted against this grounding \"organic\" sound is a synthetic, artificial wind-like drone. \r\n\r\nOpti\r\nHeavy use of an ARP synthesiser to create synthetic strings and brass. It is driven forward by funk-inflected guitar riffs and crisp, dynamic drumming. Highly melodic and catchy. It operates as a tight, rhythmic grid alternating between brief guitar leads, descending synthesiser sequences, and playful, intertwining keyboard melodies.\r\n', 'Waltz 1\r\n[suno]431180a9-8724-4241-8168-80360f5f6d85[/suno]\r\n\r\nWaltz 2\r\n[suno]39444801-17cf-4972-bbab-5604957d8877[/suno]\r\n\r\nFear and Doubt 1\r\n[suno]2b57c527-2cad-44a4-aa02-c47345c289f2[/suno]\r\n\r\nFear and Doubt 2\r\n[suno]f08da8c9-ac6b-47bf-9865-8896ba3861bf[/suno]\r\n\r\nOpti 1\r\n[suno]f98a1902-5469-4b62-808a-a51a20bb8828[/suno]\r\n\r\nOpti 2\r\n[suno]6423f5e9-eaa6-4454-b412-b0077ae7e94d[/suno]\r\n\r\n', '2026-06-23 03:17:23', '1857,1858,1859,1860,1861,1862', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('600', '', 'The Carousel of Shadows', '0', 'the-carousel-of-shadows', '2026-06-25', 'Phantom DB', '[Verse 1]\r\nSmall tent poles sag\r\nThey sigh within the salt air\r\nPainted smiles crack open\r\nTell me friend\r\nWhere do we begin?\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSpinning round and around\r\nRound and around\r\nA phantom hand pulls\r\nNo escaping this cage\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh the circus sleeps\r\nDreams are wide awake\r\nA waltz with the dread\r\nA waltz with the dread\r\nCold eye watches\r\nWatching from above\r\nThe spotlight is hollow\r\nNo mercy no love\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe lion is gone\r\nJust a legend in a cage\r\nSilence screams loudly\r\nWhy does it feel wrong?\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSpinning round and around\r\nRound and around\r\nA phantom hand pulls\r\nNo escaping this cage\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh the circus sleeps\r\nDreams are wide awake\r\nA waltz with the dread\r\nA waltz with the dread\r\nCold eye watches\r\nWatching from above\r\nThe spotlight is hollow\r\nNo mercy no love\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nSweet sugar melts\r\nCotton candy ghosts\r\nI taste it\r\nI hear it\r\nI fear it\r\nForgotten songs play on\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh the circus sleeps\r\nDreams are wide awake\r\nA waltz with the dread\r\nA waltz with the dread\r\nCold eye watches\r\nWatching from above\r\nThe spotlight is hollow\r\nNo mercy no love\r\n', '', '[gmusic]1ETNrkiMndx4TCO3Yu1rSOimfL3ZBFvtt[/gmusic]\r\n\r\n[gmusic]13QUxfOGvkPTpbyT1F0h5AGGurHfrKgPr[/gmusic]', '2026-06-25 21:31:09', '', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('601', '', 'Everything Stays', '0', 'everything-stays', '2026-06-28', 'Pop', '[Verse 1]\r\nNarrow hall\r\nCold water stains the sink\r\nDrip\r\nDry\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEverything stops\r\nEverything turns\r\nEverything stays\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWait for the man in the garden\r\nWatching the sky turn grey\r\nWait for the man in the garden\r\nHe has nothing to say\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nBlue shirt on a wooden chair\r\nForgotten mail piled high against the door\r\nLost\r\nQuiet\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEverything stops\r\nEverything turns\r\nEverything stays\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWait for the man in the garden\r\nWatching the sky turn grey\r\nWait for the man in the garden\r\nHe has nothing to say\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nWhite walls\r\nWhite noise\r\nWhite breath\r\nThe clock on the mantle just clicks\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWait for the man in the garden\r\nWatching the sky turn grey\r\nWait for the man in the garden\r\nHe has nothing to say\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWait for the man in the garden\r\nWatching the sky turn grey\r\nWait for the man in the garden\r\nHe has nothing to say\r\n', 'Pitting a stark, repetitive piano motif against an eerie, synthetic soundscape to embody feelings of conflict and existential dread, An ominous, four-note descending piano sequence played in the bass, which continuously repeats to create a sense of being trapped in a cycle of doubt, Pitted against this grounding \"organic\" sound is a synthetic, artificial wind-like drone', '[suno]5d1fb228-81d3-4dcd-ab3d-09ed82bd2380[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]7cfbe3c2-f6fe-459c-84e7-6440dbb594f1[/suno]', '2026-06-28 17:21:16', '1883,1884,1885,1886,1887,1888', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/everything-stays', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('602', '', 'Wet Bulb Humidity', '0', 'wet-bulb-humidity', '2026-06-29', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Upbeat acoustic guitar strumming]\r\n[Playful, chirping 70s sawtooth synthesizer melody]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[Female Vocal]\r\nMy thermometer tells a story,\r\nAnd it isn\'t just the heat.\r\nI’m reading numbers in the hallway,\r\nTrying to keep my cool, so sweet.\r\nBut darling, you’re a weather pattern,\r\nCircling my front door.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[Banjo plucking, light and bouncy]\r\nThe mercury is climbing high,\r\nSpilling out across the floor.\r\n(Oh, what a mess)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYour presence in my life is like,\r\nSome overbearing wet bulb humidity.\r\nI’m sticky, sweet, and hazy,\r\nLost in a dream of pure stupidity.\r\n[Synthesizer sparkle]\r\nIt’s a tropical, logical, glitchy kind of bliss,\r\nJust like the summer, sealed with a kiss.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[Whimsical electronic bleeps]\r\nThe radio is playing static,\r\nIn a retro-futuristic tune.\r\nI’m wearing nothing but a raincoat,\r\nUnderneath the paper moon.\r\nYou’re a vapor, you’re a ghost,\r\nYou’re a dew-point in my brain.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[Banjos and synths intertwining]\r\nThe barometer is spinning ‘round,\r\nDrowning in this warm terrain.\r\n(Oh, wash me away)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYour presence in my life is like,\r\nSome overbearing wet bulb humidity.\r\nI’m sticky, sweet, and hazy,\r\nLost in a dream of pure stupidity.\r\n[Synthesizer slide]\r\nIt’s a tropical, logical, glitchy kind of bliss,\r\nJust like the summer, sealed with a kiss.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo slows slightly]\r\n[Dreamy, reverb-heavy vocals]\r\nOh... I’m thick with the air of you.\r\nSoaking in the neon dew...\r\n(breathy: I can\'t breathe)\r\n(giggles)\r\n\r\n[Guitar and Banjo solo, fast and cartoonish]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYour presence in my life is like,\r\nSome overbearing wet bulb humidity.\r\nI’m sticky, sweet, and hazy,\r\nLost in a dream of pure stupidity.\r\nIt’s a tropical, logical, glitchy kind of bliss,\r\nJust like the summer, sealed with a kiiiiiiss.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Synthesizer chirps fading out]\r\n[Acoustic guitar final chord]\r\n[Spoken: Pop!]\r\n', 'Female British singer, A quirky, retro-futuristic pop song with a whimsical 1970s sunshine-pop style, Instrumentation: It blends traditional folk instruments like the acoustic guitar and banjo with early electronic synthesizers, giving it a playful, cartoonish dreamy novelty-pop sound', '[suno]352e9fee-d8ab-491d-a3c7-339df85a16ce[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]0485fc85-adff-4614-b760-36632dee679d[/suno]', '2026-06-29 19:45:58', '1889,1890', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/wet-bulb-humidity', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('603', '', 'Hiding Away From You', '0', 'hiding-away-from-you', '2026-06-30', 'Roger Crooner', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, jazzy piano melody]\r\n[Male Vocal, smooth crooner style]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nThe stars may have aligned,\r\nAnother time, another place.\r\nA different life, perhaps,\r\nWith a much more youthful face.\r\nBut the math just doesn\'t add up,\r\nNo, the numbers never agree.\r\nIt was never meant to be—\r\n(Not for you, not for me).\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI\'ve been hiding away from you,\r\nChecking corners, dodging the light.\r\nIt seems to be the right thing to do,\r\nBefore I lose my mind entirely.\r\nYou\'re a bright, burning sunrise,\r\nAnd I’m just... tea and the evening news.\r\nI’m saving you from the heartbreak,\r\n(And the creaky, tired shoes).\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, the gap is wide as the canyon floor.\r\nI’m locking the deadbolt on the door.\r\nI’m a vintage car with a busted clutch,\r\nYou’re a rocket ship, moving much—\r\nToo fast, too bright, too new.\r\nSo I’m waving a white flag, out of view.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Sigh)\r\nIf I stood beside you in the street,\r\nThey’d ask if I’m your father, dear.\r\nThe thought alone is retreat,\r\nMaking all my instincts veer.\r\nI’m a gentleman, surely,\r\nTo spare you the social sting.\r\nI’m a ghost in my own apartment,\r\n(Not saying a single thing).\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Muted trumpet, slow and melancholic]\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nDon\'t come knocking, please don\'t call.\r\nI’m better off behind the wall.\r\nKeep your laughter, keep your spring,\r\nI’ll keep my pride and everything.\r\nIt’s a selfless act, I’d swear,\r\n(If you were ever even there).\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nThe stars were wrong, that’s all.\r\nJust a cosmic, terrible mistake.\r\nGoodnight, my dear, goodnight.\r\nI\'m just a man... fading out of sight.\r\n[Fade out]\r\n[Piano final chord]', '', '', '2026-06-30 09:18:34', '1891,1892', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/hiding-away-from-you', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('604', '', 'Overgrown Garden', '0', 'overgrown-garden', '2026-06-30', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow acoustic guitar picking]\r\n[Male Vocal]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nWhen we first moved here, the Johnsons had your place.\r\nThey kept the roses trimmed and everything in its space.\r\nBut since they moved away, you let the ivy crawl.\r\nAnd now the garden’s turning... into a brick-and-mortar wall.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYour knee-high grass is growing, thick and wild.\r\nIt’s lowering the tone—I’m not a petulant child.\r\nBut look at the debris, the rust, the broken glass.\r\n(whisper: just look at the grass)\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt’s attracting the vermin, they scurry in the night.\r\nHarbouring the litter, a truly sorry sight.\r\nI watch from my window, I count every weed.\r\nYou’re sowing a mess, and that’s a dangerous seed.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt’s a general rubbish dump, right outside my door.\r\nI don\'t know who you are, or what you\'re waiting for.\r\nThe neighbourhood is sighing, the curb appeal is dead.\r\n(shout: Clean it up!)\r\nGet all these brambles out of my head.\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nI see your lights flicker, but you never come out.\r\nIs that a discarded tyre? Or what life is about?\r\nThe dandelions are dancing on a grave of good taste.\r\nA beautiful potential, going completely to waaaaaaaste.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Building tension)\r\nMaybe you’re lonely.\r\nMaybe you’re gone.\r\nBut the weeds don\'t care, they just keep pushing on.\r\nThey crawl up the siding, they choke out the light.\r\n(shout: I can’t stand the sight!)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt’s a general rubbish dump, right outside my door.\r\nI don\'t know who you are, or what you\'re waiting for.\r\nThe neighbourhood is sighing, the curb appeal is dead.\r\n(shout: Clean it up!)\r\nGet all these brambles out of my head.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nJust a disgrace...\r\n(whisper: such a disgrace)\r\nI’m watching the weeds grow.\r\nI’m watching the world go...\r\n...away.\r\n[Fade out]', '', '', '2026-06-30 11:29:04', '1893,1894', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('605', '', 'Anglesey in the Rain', '0', 'anglesey-in-the-rain', '2026-06-30', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow acoustic guitar strumming]\r\n[Soft]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nYou took me to Anglesey, in the rain.\r\nThe grey clouds hung, low like a chain.\r\nYour car broke down, miles from the town.\r\nWe’re just stranded, in a soaking gown.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nBeing with you... is a heavy price I pay.\r\nStuck on the side, of the motorway.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nA hut on wheels, I must abide by.\r\n(Oh, what a life)\r\nA steamy caravan, with no wifi.\r\nThe windows fog, in the misty gloom.\r\nJust us two, in this tiny room.\r\nYeah, we’re trapped, in the Anglesey rain.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe radiator hiss, sounds like a ghost.\r\nYou’re burning tea, like a burnt piece of toast.\r\nNo signal bars, to call for a ride.\r\nJust the sound of the storm, crashing outside.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nBeing with you—is a wild, strange price I pay.\r\nLost in the damp, of an endless day.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nA hut on wheels, I must abide by.\r\n(No signal here)\r\nA steamy caravan, with no wifi.\r\nThe windows fog, in the misty gloom.\r\nJust us two, in this tiny room.\r\nYeah, we’re trapped, in the Anglesey rain.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Building)\r\nI could be anywhere, I could be home.\r\nInstead I\'m here, under a sky of chrome.\r\nBut when you laugh, at the mess we made.\r\nI’m sooooooo glad, that the engine stayed...\r\nBroken.\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n(Loud)\r\nA hut on wheels, I must abide by!\r\n(It\'s a beautiful mess)\r\nA steamy caravan, with no wifi.\r\nThe windows fog, in the misty gloom.\r\nJust us two, in this tiny room.\r\nYeah, we’re trapped—in the Anglesey rain.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nNo wifi here (whisper: just you and me).\r\nIn the rain, in the rain.\r\nJust the Anglesey rain.\r\n(Fade out)\r\n', '', '', '2026-06-30 13:28:01', '1895,1896', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/anglesey-in-the-rain', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('606', '', 'She Stuck the Kettle On', '0', 'she-stuck-the-kettle-on', '2026-06-30', 'Pub Rock', '[Verse 1]\r\nBlind drunk, I stumbled out, my mates nowhere in sight\r\nFound a bar off Rosamund Street, dimmer than the night\r\nMet a lady by the jukebox, with a twinkle in her eye\r\nShe said, “Come back to mine, love; just give it a try.\"\r\n\r\nShe promised she’d stick the kettle on, and stick it on she did\r\nA battered old whistler, on a gas ring with a lid\r\nShe poured instant coffee, in a cup with a crack\r\nI was far too well-oiled to ever turn back\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nShe stuck the kettle on, and I stuck around\r\nIn a flat full of trinkets on the rough side of town\r\nA night of unplanned passion, if you’d call it that\r\nAnd now I’m a father—imagine that!\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nHer cat watched suspiciously, perched on a chair\r\nWallpaper curling, old smoke in the air\r\nShe offered me biscuits, all stale and soft\r\nBut I was too far gone to politely scoff\r\n\r\nOne thing led to another, as the kettle steamed\r\nBy dawn I’d discovered it wasn’t all I’d dreamed\r\nBut fate has a sense of humour, or so I recall\r\nNine months later—well, that says it all\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nShe stuck the kettle on, and I stuck around\r\nFrom the first tired smile to the ultrasound\r\nA night of unplanned passion, in a council flat\r\nAnd now I’m a father—imagine that!\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nNow every Sunday, when I hear that kettle sing\r\nI think of that evening, and the trouble it’d bring\r\nCould’ve had a latte, somewhere uptown\r\nBut a cracked cup and a whistle turned my whole life around\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nShe stuck the kettle on, and I stuck around\r\nBuilt a life from a night on the wrong side of town\r\nFrom instant coffee to changing nappies flat\r\nWell, I’m a father—fancy that!\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSo if you’re out drinking, and you lose your crew\r\nAnd someone says, “Fancy a brew?”\r\nJust remember my story, before you’re too far gone\r\nIt all starts simple—then she’ll stick the kettle on\r\n', 'driving British pub-rock track with a great conversational northern vocal delivery and a proper driving rhythm. Jools Holland-style piano or a Farfisa organ driving the chorus along while the narrator tells his cautionary tale about the dangers of a late-night brew.\r\n', '', '2026-06-30 23:07:37', '1897,1898', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/she-stuck-the-kettle-on', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('607', '', 'Triffid in My Back Yard', '0', 'triffid-in-my-back-yard', '2026-07-02', 'Moz', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, rhythmic ticking]\r\n[Low, pulsing synth bass]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nIt looked like night had fallen, fast.\r\nThe shadows stretched, a velvet cast.\r\nUntil I realized... the light wasn\'t gone.\r\nThe sun was high, but the day was drawn.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI searched for the shed, through the glass so clear,\r\nBut only deep emerald shadows were near.\r\nNo wood, no paint, just a wall of jade.\r\nA botanic monstrosity, cold in the shade.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt’s GROWING.\r\nAt an impossible, sickening rate.\r\n[Building tension]\r\nIt’s SEALING.\r\nThe hinges of my garden gate.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThere\'s a Triffid in my back yard.\r\n(Triffid in my yard)\r\nStalking the lawn, beating down hard.\r\nNo poison works, no weedkiller bites,\r\nJust a menacing mass, choking out the lights.\r\n(Oh, it’s coming in!)\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nThe glass is groaning, a sharp, sudden crack.\r\nSpiderweb fractures, there\'s no turning back.\r\nA vine like a whip, thick, vein-ridden green—\r\nThe vilest horror that I\'ve ever seen.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo increases]\r\nIt’s tapping on the pane. (Tap-tap-tap)\r\nIt’s drinking up the rain. (Sigh)\r\nI hear the wood splintering, snapping in two,\r\nThere\'s nothing left for a mortal to do!\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Distorted, aggressive synth-guitar hybrid]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThere\'s a Triffid in my back yard.\r\n(Triffid in my yard)\r\nStalking the lawn, beating down hard.\r\nNo poison works, no weedkiller bites,\r\nJust a menacing mass, choking out the lights.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nThe window has shattered...\r\n(shatter sound)\r\nIt\'s sliiiiiiithering inside.\r\n(whisper: nowhere to hide)\r\nIt\'s here.\r\nIt\'s HEEEERE.\r\n[Fade out with rhythmic, organic pulsing]\r\n', 'Moz Voice. Psychedelic Rock, Garage Punk, Menacing, Distorted Bass, Fuzz Guitar, Tremolo Organ, Chaos, 140 BPM, Male Vocals, Gritty, Unpolished, Tension\r\n', '', '2026-07-02 21:39:11', '1903,1904', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/triffid-in-my-back-yard', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('608', '', 'Out of My Class (Midnight Train From Torquay)', '0', 'out-of-my-class', '2026-07-05', 'Pub Rock', '[Verse 1]\r\nBank Holiday Monday, propping up the bar\r\nWishing I hadn’t driven, can’t escape too far\r\nMet a girl from the south, all pearls and perfume\r\nBoth of us whistling a different tune\r\nBy the third double gin, we’d arranged the next night\r\nTwo blurred individuals under neon light\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nA Northern lad stranded on Devonshire sand\r\nMixing like water with her champagne brand\r\nMet her on Friday, bar near the pier\r\nShe ordered a cocktail, I stuck to the beer\r\nThrough the smoke and the shouting, we set up a date\r\nNumber on a damp beer mat—sealed my own fate\r\n\r\n[Chorus][Explosive Farfisa Organ / Boogie Piano]\r\nShe ordered a prosecco, I asked for a bitter\r\nShe checked her iPhone, I checked the exit litter\r\nTalked about skiing, gap years in the snow\r\nI nodded along, but I just wanted to go\r\nHer accent was posh, mine thick as coal\r\nShe was highly educated, I was barely on a roll\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nMy wallet started sweating, prices made me choke\r\nTwo drinks in Torquay and I’m completely broke\r\nShe paused for a moment, I saw my chance\r\nTo slip away quietly—end this doomed romance\r\n\r\n[Bridge][piano building]\r\nShe talked about her horses and her daddy’s degree\r\nI pictured my old Ford, parked by a broken tree\r\nShe dreamed of Venice, I dreamed of home\r\nShe quoted Voltaire, I texted my mum on the phone\r\n\r\n[Chorus][With driving rhythm and wall of keyboards]\r\nShe ordered a prosecco, I asked for a bitter\r\nShe checked her iPhone, I checked the exit litter\r\nTalked about skiing, gap years in the snow\r\nI nodded along, but I just wanted to go\r\nHer accent was posh, mine thick as coal\r\nShe was highly educated, I was barely on a roll\r\n\r\n[Verse 4]\r\nI’m making a sharp exit, heading for the door!\r\nThis Northern lad can’t take it anymore!\r\nShe can keep her horses, her daddy, and her degree\r\nI’m checking out of Devon—midnight train for me!\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSo if you see a Northern lad lost in the south\r\nCounting every penny, watching his mouth\r\nRaise a pint for the working class—out of his class, but free\r\nBack on that midnight train, bound for reality!\r\n', 'Fix to pronounce Torquay (tor-key) and Devonshire.\r\nMaybe Moz voice?\r\n\r\nNorthern British/English accent vocals, (not US)\r\nDriving Northern British pub-rock track with a great conversational, northern vocal delivery and a proper driving rhythm, Jools Holland-style piano or a Farfisa organ driving the chorus, A relentless, driving bass guitar playing eighth notes without stopping, The Piano Stab vs, Organ Swell: Use sharp, staccato piano chords in the verses to punctuate the vocals, then open up into a swirling Farfisa or Vox Continental organ in the chorus to give it a retro Squeeze texture, Deliver the verses almost like a spoken-word comedy routine, completely deadpan, Save the actual singing and melodic lifts for the chorus when the narrator is celebrating his freedom', '', '2026-07-05 22:44:58', '1907,1908,1905,1906', '', '0', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('609', '', 'Still Laughing', '0', 'still-laughing', '2026-07-06', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, acoustic guitar picking]\r\n[Breathy]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nThe list grows long... friends are carking it\r\nLeft, right, and centre\r\nLeaving us all behind, just ghosts in the hallway\r\nIt brings me down, it really pulls me under\r\nBut then I see your face\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nEyes wet, laughing—you were all such funny souls\r\nLike a box set, I can open when I need a little lift\r\nIt\'s as though you\'re still in the here and now\r\nAnd you never went away\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[Building intensity]\r\nYou are still here, in memory\r\nStill alive in memory... still alive\r\nLaughing at a TV show, or an absurd situation\r\nThe kind that only we could understand\r\n[Harmonies: (Oh, only we could know)]\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Soft, delicate piano]\r\nSometimes the laughing is all you can do\r\nWhen the silence gets too loud\r\nWhen the emptiness gets too heavy\r\n[Whisper: I hear you]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nEyes wet, laughing, you were all such funny souls\r\nLike a box set, I can open when I need a little lift\r\nIt\'s as though you\'re still in the here and now\r\nAnd you never went away\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Slow, fading]\r\nMeanwhile, I\'m just laughing\r\nYeah, I\'m just laughing\r\nLaughing with the dead...\r\n[Silence]\r\n[Softly: You\'re still here]', 'Indie Folk, A quirky but melancholic song blending traditional folk instruments like the acoustic guitar and banjo with early electronic synthesizers, Singer-Songwriter, British English, Nostalgic, Bittersweet', '', '2026-07-06 18:30:48', '1909,1910,1911,1912', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/still-laughing', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('610', '', 'Golden Hour', '0', 'golden-hour', '2026-07-07', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Soft acoustic guitar strumming]\r\n[Gentle, warm tone]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nThe sun is sinking low, past the edges of the bay\r\nGold light on the water, at the end of Cayton day\r\nMy little girl is standing here, just turned the age of two\r\nWatching as the colours paint a picture, bright and new\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nI pull her close, a tender hug, we watch the shadows grow\r\nShe points her tiny finger where the fire starts to glow\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt is going, it is going, it is GONE\r\nThe last light fades behind the line\r\nIt is going, it is going, it is GONE\r\nA memory frozen in my mind\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe horizon takes the orange, leaves the sky a shade of grey\r\nTwo years of pure magic, in a single lovely day\r\nI see the wonder in her eyes, reflected in the deep\r\nBefore the world begins to turn and settle into sleep\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Building intensity]\r\nThen she whispers in the quiet, as the stars begin to dawn\r\nA soft and simple truth—\r\nA sweet and sudden song\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt is going, it is going, it is GONE (gone, so gone)\r\nThe last light fades behind the line\r\nIt is going, it is going, it is GONE\r\nA memory frozen in my mind\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n\"Gone,\" she says, so soft and small\r\nI smile at the night, and I hold her through it all\r\n[Whisper: It\'s gone...]\r\n[Fade out with acoustic guitar]\r\n', 'Acoustic Folk, Singer-Songwriter, Nostalgic, song blending traditional folk instruments like the acoustic guitar and banjo with early electronic synthesizers, Singer-Songwriter, Nostalgic', '', '2026-07-07 21:06:26', '1913,1914', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/golden-hour', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('611', '', 'Morning Rain in the Valley', '0', 'morning-rain-in-the-valley', '2026-07-08', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, melancholic piano]\r\n[Atmospheric synth swell]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nShe\'d been Lost in France,\r\nWhen the day was just beginning in the morning rain.\r\nThe birds in the field were singing,\r\nAnd in the street... a band was playing.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe melody hangs in the heavy air,\r\nEchoes of a voice that used to tear the sky.\r\nWe’re tracing shadows where she stood,\r\nUnderneath the light, beneath the velvet eye.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[Building intensity]\r\nThe rhythm fades, but the fire stays,\r\nA heartache carved in golden days.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Female Vocal, Power Ballad style]\r\nOh, the storm is silent now,\r\nThe raspy heart has finally found its rest.\r\nTotal eclipse of the fading sun,\r\nYou were the rhythm, you were the best.\r\n(You were the best)\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\n[Breathy]\r\nThe morning rain, it washes clean,\r\nThe dusty streets where you were once a queen.\r\nThe band is quiet, the stage is cold,\r\nBut your story is forever bold.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Guitar Solo, soulful and soaring]\r\n[Shout]\r\nSing it one more time!\r\nFrom the fields of France to the ends of the earth,\r\nWe measure your life by what it was worth.\r\nIt was everything... (everything).\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Powerful, with backing harmonies]\r\nOh, the storm is silent now,\r\nThe raspy heart has finally found its rest.\r\nTotal eclipse of the fading sun,\r\nYou were the rhythm, you were the best.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Soft]\r\nIn the street...\r\nThe band stopped playing.\r\n[Whisper]\r\nLost in France.\r\n[Fade out with distant piano chords]', '70s Soft Rock, Folk Pop, Melancholic, Acoustic Guitar, Piano, Brushed Drums, Upbeat Rhythm, Female Vocals, Warm Analog Texture, 110 BPM, Nostalgic, Catchy Chorus\r\n', '', '2026-07-09 15:43:01', '1917,1918', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/morning-rain-in-the-valley', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('612', '', 'Wait Until the Sun Goes Down', '0', 'wait-until-the-sun-goes-down', '2026-07-10', 'Shoreline', '[Chorus]\r\nWait until the sun goes down\r\nWait until I lose the sound\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\nClosing my eyes to let the daylight fade away\r\nRenew the charge and drift toward another day\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nHeavy lids are falling fast\r\nSleep is here at last\r\nQuiet hours arrive without a warning or a sign\r\nDreamland waits across the border line\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt is not a headache\r\nIt is just a feeling\r\nI am only healing\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWait until the sun goes down\r\nWait until I lose the sound\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\nClosing my eyes to let the daylight fade away\r\nRenew the charge and drift toward another day\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nDon\'t you spoil the vibe\r\nHelp me to subscribe\r\nTo the peace I find inside this cotton bed\r\nWords are circling around my tired head\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIt is not a headache\r\nIt is just a feeling\r\nI am only healing\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWait until the sun goes down\r\nWait until I lose the sound\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\nClosing my eyes to let the daylight fade away\r\nRenew the charge and drift toward another day\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nCan you hurry up please\r\nI got things to do\r\nHurry up please\r\nHurry up please\r\nHurry up please\r\nMorning comes too soon for me and you\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWait until the sun goes down\r\nWait until I lose the sound\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\nClosing my eyes to let the daylight fade away\r\nRenew the charge and drift toward another day\r\nMoving slow\r\nMoving slow\r\n', 'Shoreline Dreampop', 'V1\r\n[suno]e8118e07-29b0-44d7-a95d-c81bb5493536[/suno]\r\nV2 (release)\r\n[suno]76950c8f-b0c6-449d-a47b-f5d1389488b2[/suno]\r\nV3 (alt 1)\r\n[suno]1ed683eb-c538-4336-b8c8-721c78c6c03d[/suno]\r\nV4 (alt 2)\r\n[suno]32844c20-74dc-4e0a-b0e8-785e3a900dbe[/suno]\r\nV5 (reggae 1)\r\n[suno]58df2174-d508-4f84-9e76-3ad81bfb0859[/suno]\r\nV6 (reggae 2)\r\n[suno]3cb4fafa-48b0-49e7-90b0-b0f04504e50b[/suno]', '2026-07-10 22:32:26', '1919,1920,1921,1922,1923,1924', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/wait-until-the-sun-goes-down', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('613', '', 'Distraught, Dismayed, and Disillusioned', '0', 'distraught-dismayed-and-disillusioned', '2026-07-13', 'Folk', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, rhythmic banjo plucking with a lone acoustic guitar]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nThe Sunday papers never made it to the shop.\r\nThe kettle leaked and ruined the kitchen mop.\r\nThe toaster only burns one single side.\r\nThere is nowhere left for a broken soul to hide.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe world spins round, but I am standing still.\r\nStaring out the window at the rain on the hill.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am distraught, dismayed, and disillusioned today.\r\nThe milk has turned a funny shade of grey.\r\nThe biscuits went soggy in the tin.\r\nOh, what a tragic state I\'m in.\r\nYeah, I’m thoroughly defeated... by the everyday.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI tried to binge that new detective show.\r\nBut the router light is flashing red and slow.\r\nThe delivery driver left my parcel in the bin.\r\nAnd the local pub has run completely out of gin.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nA heavy price for a quiet life I pay.\r\nJust watching the afternoon slip away.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI am distraught, dismayed, and disillusioned today.\r\nThe milk has turned a funny shade of grey.\r\nThe biscuits went soggy in the tin.\r\nOh, what a tragic state I\'m in.\r\nYeah, I’m thoroughly defeated... by the everyday.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Building slightly, adding a subtle electronic synth pad hum in the background)\r\nIt’s a minor crisis, it’s a modern plight.\r\nNothing is working, nothing is right.\r\nBut then you walk in with a brand new pack.\r\nOf chocolate digestives... and my world comes back.\r\n\r\n[Guitar & Banjo Solo]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n(Loud, dramatic folk vocal)\r\nI was distraught, dismayed, and disillusioned today!\r\n(But the tea is hot now)\r\nThe milk was a funny shade of grey.\r\nThe biscuits went soggy in the tin.\r\nBut look at the beautiful mess we\'re in.\r\nYeah, we’re surviving... the everyday.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nNo wifi again (whisper: but we\'ve got biscuits).\r\nIn the damp, in the damp.\r\nJust distraught and dismayed.\r\n(Fade out on a single banjo strum)\r\n', 'Female British singer, A quirky but melancholic song blending traditional folk instruments like the acoustic guitar and banjo with early electronic synthesizers', '', '2026-07-13 09:39:19', '1925,1926', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/distraught-dismayed-and', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('614', '', 'Tax Your Senses', '0', 'tax-your-senses', '2026-07-15', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Building Industrial Synth]\r\n[Cold Male Vocal]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nThe whispers grow in the quiet dark,\r\nThey say they’ll cancel the streaming spark.\r\nNetflix, Disney, the Prime domain,\r\nThey’re cutting the cords to escape the strain.\r\nBack to the plastic, the dusty shelves,\r\nHiding away to protect themselves.\r\n(But you can\'t hide)\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nDid you think you were free?\r\nDid you think you could flee?\r\nWe’ve mapped every pixel, we’ve tracked every light,\r\nWe’re watching you watch in the middle of the night.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBut we will TAX your senses!\r\nIf you have eyes that can see the show,\r\nWe’ll find a way to let you know.\r\nIf you have ears that can hear the sound,\r\nWe’ll hunt you down on common ground!\r\nThere will be NO escape!\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nNo need for a signal, no need for the wire,\r\nWe’ve built a new law to stoke the fire.\r\nIf you can perceive the world around,\r\nYour very attention is legally bound.\r\nWe’ll tax your iris, we’ll tax your drum,\r\nUntil the total submission has come.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Whisper: Just close your eyes)\r\nDoesn\'t matter, we see the heat.\r\n(Whisper: Just hold your breath)\r\nDoesn\'t matter, we feel the beat.\r\n[Loud Orchestral Hit]\r\nYour biology is our property now!\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYeah, we will TAX your senses!\r\nIf you have eyes that can see the light,\r\nWe’ll make sure that the cost is right.\r\nIf you have ears that can hear the plea,\r\nYou’re paying the fee to the BBC.\r\nThere will be NO escape!\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[Aggressive Mechanical Stomp]\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nWe have thought of that.\r\n(Everything is covered)\r\nWe have thought of that.\r\n(Nowhere to hide)\r\nTax the sight...\r\nTax the sound...\r\n[Fade out with heavy heartbeat pulse]', 'Political Art Rock, Minimalist Post-Punk, Urgent, Staccato Bassline, Sharp Percussion, Metallic Clangs, Satirical Tone, Dramatic Narrative, Male Vocals, 140 BPM, Bleak Texture', 'V1\r\n[suno]2b96350b-7dc1-4f83-a655-77ea0bdd8875[/suno]\r\nV2\r\n[suno]327d32a3-3a03-496d-9bd3-b06e4c78bfac[/suno]\r\nV3\r\n[suno]e95178e0-3df3-472c-8e4f-68a01e0a55a4[/suno]\r\nV4\r\n[suno]26483515-6a31-4fb6-ac07-755c1cc6e631[/suno]', '2026-07-15 00:27:05', '1927,1928,1929,1930', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('615', '', 'Tax My Eyes', '0', 'tax-my-eyes', '2026-07-15', 'Folk', '[Intro]\r\n[Acoustic guitar picking, soft reverb]\r\n(breathy) Ooooh, ooh...\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nWe\'re like frogs in boiling water,\r\nNot even feeling the rise of the heat.\r\nJust sitting in the kitchen,\r\nWatching all the patterns repeat.\r\nIt\'s not just live TV and iPlayer anymore,\r\nIt\'s a digital cage on the living room floor.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThey want to put a tax on the streaming,\r\nNetflix, Disney, Prime, and Now TV.\r\nChasing every shadow,\r\nWhile they siphon off the fee.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhy don\'t they just tax my eyes?\r\n(Tax my eyes)\r\nMaybe a discount if you only have one?\r\nA little deduction for the half-blind,\r\nSince the looking is never quite done.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI don\'t wanna sound like a victim, no,\r\nI\'m just counting the coins in the drain.\r\nThe subscription is a slow-motion siren,\r\nHumming through the glass,\r\nFeeding on the brain.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhy don\'t they just tax my eyes?\r\n(Tax my eyes)\r\nMaybe a discount if you only have one?\r\nA little deduction for the half-blind,\r\nSince the looking is never quite done.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Soft, building tempo)\r\nOne for the screen,\r\nOne for the wire.\r\nOne for the truth,\r\nAnd one for the liars.\r\nKeep staring, keep staring...\r\nUntil the water boils dry.\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Folk violin or banjo melody, wistful and melancholic]\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nJust tax my eyes...\r\n(Whisper: Just the one)\r\nMaybe a discount for the view.\r\n(Crying slightly)\r\nEverything\'s paid for,\r\nBut nothing is true.\r\n[Slow fade out]\r\n[Acoustic guitar ends on a hollow chord]', 'Female British singer, A quirky but melancholic song blending traditional folk instruments like the acoustic guitar and banjo with early electronic synthesizers', '[suno]717d7f5d-eceb-4af7-928c-ccda8d16ef60[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]062536a3-9818-42b8-8ea4-cf56d5000c12[/suno]', '2026-07-15 17:14:40', '1931,1932', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/tax-my-eyes', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('616', '', 'Rosies Speaker', '0', 'rosies-speaker', '2026-07-17', 'Folk', '[Intro]\r\n[Acoustic guitar picking, gentle and melodic]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nRosie’s got a talent for the find,\r\nA bargain hunter with a sharp, quick mind.\r\nShe brought a little speaker to her room,\r\nA tiny plastic ghost inside the gloom.\r\nShe says, \"Hey Google, what time is it now?\"\r\nThe circuit board responds, she tells me how.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nShe asks about the weather and the rain,\r\nThe morning news, the headlines and the pain.\r\nShe says it keeps her company at night,\r\nA glowing circle cast in neon light.\r\nShe carries on a conversation there,\r\nWith shadows dancing in the empty air.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBut I asked Rosie, \"Do you turn it off?\"\r\n\"What if it’s listening while you’re asleep?\"\r\nI asked Rosie, \"Do you pull the plug?\"\r\n\"What if the secrets are theirs to keep?\"\r\n(Oh, the secrets that they keep)\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nShe laughed it off, said I was living in the past,\r\nThat nothing in this modern world can last.\r\nBut I keep thinking of the hum inside the wall,\r\nWaiting for the silence, waiting for the call.\r\nIs it just a circuit, is it just a wire?\r\nOr are we feeding data to the fire?\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Building intensity, strumming faster]\r\nWhat if every whisper is recorded?\r\nWhat if every secret is exported?\r\nSafe behind the static, in the grid,\r\nWhat are we doing?\r\nWhat have we done?\r\n(What have we done?)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI asked Rosie, \"Do you turn it off?\"\r\n\"What if it’s listening while you’re asleep?\"\r\nI asked Rosie, \"Do you pull the plug?\"\r\n\"What if the secrets are theirs to keep?\"\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Soft acoustic fade]\r\nJust a little speaker...\r\nOn her bedside stand.\r\n(Whisper: Are you listening?)\r\nRosie, please...\r\nTurn it off.\r\n[Slow fade to silence]', 'Contemporary Folk, Singer-Songwriter, Storytelling, Acoustic Guitar, Mellow, Intimate, Breathless Female Vocals, Warm Room Reverb, 88 BPM, Fingerpicked Steel Strings, Natural Recording', '[suno]2f6708d3-8ba5-4909-b4d4-834073ba953b[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]dc6a3fa4-4363-44a6-93d1-174e54517e54[/suno]', '2026-07-17 15:32:51', '1935,1936,1933,1934', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('617', '', 'Raise the Bar', '0', 'raise-the-bar', '2026-07-17', 'Folk', '[Intro] [Fiddle, accordion, stomping boots]\r\nOi, gather round now! Have a moan!\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nWell, they’ve raised the bar, we’re working till we drop\r\nSixty-eight’s the number now, the goalpost just won’t stop\r\nI remember when my granddad got a watch at sixty-five\r\nNow we’ll be on the checkout, barely half-alive!\r\n\r\n[Chorus] [Gang vocals, pint glasses clinking]\r\nRaise the bar, raise the age,\r\nWe’re grafting on through every stage\r\nBut the robots are coming, and the AI too\r\nWe’ll all be pensioners soon, me and you!\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThere’s a robot on the till, and one that sweeps the floor\r\nThey don’t take a tea break, never ask for more\r\nPolishing my CV, pretending to adapt\r\nBut the only job I’m fit for is a long afternoon nap\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRaise the bar, raise the age,\r\nWe’re grafting on through every stage\r\nBut the robots are coming, and the AI too\r\nWe’ll all be pensioners soon, me and you!\r\n\r\n[Bridge] [Call-and-Response, rowdy]\r\nHey, AI, can you pour a pint?\r\n(Aye, and it does it faster than me!)\r\nCan you listen to my moans and groans?\r\n(No, but it’s learning, wait and see!)\r\n\r\nGonna teach those robots how to grumble,\r\nHow to dodge a Monday shift\r\nBut until they’re whingeing like the rest of us,\r\nI’ll just clock in and drift!\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nSo save up all your pennies, and mind your weary bones\r\nThe future’s round the corner, full of silicon and drones\r\nBut when they sack us all, we’ll finally understand—\r\nThe only job left standing is the folk band!\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRaise the bar, raise the age,\r\nWe’re grafting on through every stage\r\nBut the robots are coming, and the AI too\r\nWe’ll all be pensioners soon, me and you!\r\n\r\n[Outro] [Fiddle solo, crowd singalong]\r\nWe’ll all be pensioners soon, me and you!\r\nRaise a glass, have a moan—it’s what we do!', 'A lively and boisterous English folk tune featuring a prominent fiddle melody and stomping percussion, with a rowdy male chorus.', '[suno]c5888d4e-c1a4-46c8-9454-5eefb0b0590b[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]c516f029-64ee-45dc-929f-11a22806573a[/suno]', '2026-07-17 16:14:18', '1937,1938', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('618', '', 'You Never Ask Why', '0', 'you-never-ask-why', '2026-07-18', 'Folk', '[Verse 1]\r\nI hear the neighbours, voices through the wall\r\nShadows at sunset, drifting down the hall\r\nI keep my secrets folded deep inside\r\nLearning to quiet the ache I hide\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSometimes the silence is easy to choose\r\nSometimes it cuts like yesterday\'s news\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMaybe you’ve seen me standing outside\r\nMaybe you glance and then pass me by\r\nStories are hidden behind my quiet eyes\r\nMaybe you wonder but never ask why\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh oh, you never ask why\r\nOh oh oh, you never ask why\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe hallway echoes what I don’t say\r\nSteps in the morning, then I fade away\r\nYou think you know but you only see\r\nThe part of me that I let you see\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nWindows are shut, but the world still moves\r\nHiding my truth, got nothing to prove\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMaybe you’ve seen me standing outside\r\nMaybe you glance and then pass me by\r\nStories are hidden behind my quiet eyes\r\nMaybe you wonder but never ask why\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh oh, you never ask why\r\nOh oh oh, you never ask why\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nOh oh oh, you never ask why\r\nOh oh oh, you never ask why', '', '[suno]3d2624a0-1c20-4c67-bb8f-14f9372698b3[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]d6c88036-6bd5-45b9-8faa-959dfb48c977[/suno]', '2026-07-18 19:18:21', '1939,1940', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/you-never-ask-why', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('619', '', 'Just A Mask', '0', 'just-a-mask', '2026-07-18', 'Folk', '[Prelude]\r\nFirst light edges past the glass\r\nA gentle hush that doesn\'t last\r\nI listen to a distant train\r\nRemember how the quiet came\r\n\r\nA coat hangs silent by the door\r\nFamiliar shoes upon the floor\r\nThe world outside is slow to wake\r\nInside it’s hard to know what breaks\r\n\r\n[Intro]\r\nSome nights I hear the hallway creak\r\nMoonlight stretches down the street\r\nCurtains moving just a bit\r\nI lie awake and think of it\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nThe floors are cold beneath my feet\r\nA distant car drifts down the street\r\nThese quiet hours no one sees\r\nAre heavy things I keep with me\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSometimes in the morning light\r\nI hear the schoolyard come alive\r\nChildren’s laughter down below\r\nI watch quietly from my window\r\n\r\nThere’s coffee cooling in my cup\r\nRadio talking low enough\r\nI wonder if they notice me\r\nOn the third floor, nearly unseen\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nI keep my words so small\r\nLet tiny details tell it all\r\nI learn to measure what I say\r\nHide the marks that never go away\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou see me walking home every afternoon\r\nHands in my pockets in the heat of June\r\nNo one ever really stops to ask\r\nIf the smile I give is just a mask\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nMm-mm, just a mask\r\nMm-mm\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nNeighbors listen through the wall\r\nFootsteps echo in the hall\r\nTurning faces to the light\r\nWishing things would be all right\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThere’s a secret on this street\r\nUnder whispers and retreat\r\nBut it’s easier to say less\r\nKeep the silence, play along, I guess\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou see me walking home every afternoon\r\nHands in my pockets in the heat of June\r\nNo one ever really stops to ask\r\nIf the smile I give is just a mask\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nMm-mm, just a mask\r\nMm-mm\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nMm-mm, just a mask\r\nMm-mm\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nSometimes you hear a distant sound\r\nA voice you can\'t quite figure out\r\nYou wonder if it\'s someone else\r\nOr maybe just yourself\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nShadows stretch across my street\r\nEvening presses on my feet\r\nTired eyes and measured pace\r\nEverybody has their place\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nMemories that slip away\r\nLike leaves lost on a windy day\r\nAnother quiet promise made\r\nTo leave things just the way they stay\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou see me walking home every afternoon\r\nHands in my pockets in the heat of June\r\nNo one ever really stops to ask\r\nIf the smile I give is just a mask\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nMm-mm, just a mask\r\nMm-mm\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nMm-mm, just a mask\r\nMm-mm\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSo tomorrow, I’ll walk the same old way\r\nHoping silence has something to say\r\nMaybe someday someone will see through\r\nTo the story I never quite let through\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nMm-mm, just a mask\r\nMm-mm', '', '[suno]5d9d8d68-e982-4020-b54d-7e57a46f6120[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]3a26abf1-b6e5-4a50-9ba6-736e907c1915[/suno]', '2026-07-18 19:43:17', '1941,1942', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/just-a-mask', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('620', '', 'Fever Dream (Oh My Soul)', '0', 'oh-my-soul', '2026-07-19', 'Folk', '[Intro]\r\nOh oh\r\nHm-mm\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh my soul\r\nI lost control\r\nMy house\r\nBut not my home\r\nNo way out\r\nNo way out\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSick software crawling inside\r\nBehind my eyes\r\nRansomware locks up the room\r\nA quiet gloom\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh my soul\r\nI lost control\r\nMy house\r\nBut not my home\r\nNo way out\r\nNo way out\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nLosing it\r\nLosing it all\r\nAway\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nBedroom windows turning to slate\r\nNothing to celebrate\r\nDoors won\'t open when I pull\r\nHeavy and full\r\nThe garden grows inward today\r\nNothing to say\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe a fever\r\nMaybe a dream\r\nMaybe a lie\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh my soul\r\nI lost control\r\nMy house\r\nBut not my home\r\nNo way out\r\nNo way out\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nLosing it\r\nLosing it all\r\nAway\r\n', '', '', '2026-07-19 06:17:12', '1947,1948,1945,1946', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/fever-dream-oh-my-soul', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('621', '', 'Jack Cheata', '0', 'jack-cheaya', '2026-07-21', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Acoustic Guitar, rhythmic and bright]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nNoonday sun, I\'m waiting at the traffic lights.\r\nThe asphalt is a furnace, shimmering in the heat.\r\nA blur of motion catches my tired eyes,\r\nA silhouette of chaos walking on the street.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCowboy hat pulled low, dark glasses on his face.\r\nBare-chested, wearing shorts, flip-flops on his feet.\r\nHe dances through the metal, he owns the busy space,\r\nAnd all the screeching rubber turns the rhythm of the beat.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, Jaywalker, Jack Cheata,\r\nWhat a maniac, what a sight.\r\nHe cheats death like a cat with nine lives,\r\nDancing through the traffic in the broad daylight.\r\n(Oh, he\'s dancing)\r\nYeah, he’s dancing through the night.\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nHis magic palm is raised, a prophet in the lane.\r\nThe drivers slam their brakes, heartbeats in their throat.\r\nHe bows to the fender, indifferent to the strain,\r\nA king of the highway, without a single note.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nHe doesn’t look left, he doesn’t look right.\r\nHe’s chasing a secret, just out of our sight.\r\nHe’s living on the edge of a spinning wheel.\r\nIs it a game? (or is it real?)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, Jaywalker, Jack Cheata,\r\nWhat a maniac, what a sight.\r\nHe cheats death like a cat with nine lives,\r\nDancing through the traffic in the broad daylight.\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Upbeat finger-picking acoustic guitar]\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nThe lights turn green...\r\nBut he\'s already gone.\r\n(Gone...)\r\nJust a dust cloud, in the noooooon sun.\r\nJack Cheata...\r\n(Whisper: walk on)\r\n\r\n[End]\r\n', 'Female British singer, A quirky but melancholic song blending traditional folk instruments like the violin, acoustic guitar and banjo with early electronic synthesizers', '', '2026-07-21 02:13:21', '1949,1950,1951,1952', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/jack-cheata', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('622', '', 'Wanna Assimilate You', '0', 'wanna-assimilate-you', '2026-07-21', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\nBoots crack open on the sidewalk cracks\r\nEyes bloodshot, chasing midnight snacks\r\nKicked to the curb but grinning wide\r\nStatic-filled veins—nowhere to hide\r\n\r\n[Verse 0]\r\nCold wind biting, but I’m still alive\r\nHand in my pocket, I scrape to survive\r\nStreetlight flickers, got nowhere to go\r\nHeart’s on fire, foot tapping slow\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nLeather jacket sticking to my skin\r\nSleeping on buses, waking up again\r\nPockets full of lint, heart full of dare\r\nFound you in the static, tangled in your hair\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nFour a.m. and trouble’s in the air\r\nBare feet pounding pavement without a care\r\nYou spit out a dare I can’t refuse\r\nThis night’s alive—let’s light the fuse\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nGot nothing better to do\r\nCigarette in one hand, a plan in my mind\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nUnder flashing street signs\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nYah, yah, yah\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nYah, yah, yah\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCheap motel TV broken on the wall\r\nTrash piling up, but I don’t care at all\r\nYou laugh like a siren, I howl at the moon\r\nWe’re trouble together, and I want it soon\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nNeon stains on yesterday’s shoes\r\nGot a fever I refuse to lose\r\nSay my name with that crooked grin\r\nLet’s start a mess, let’s begin\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nGot nothing better to do\r\nCigarette in one hand, a plan in my mind\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nUnder flashing street signs\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nYah, yah, yah\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nYah, yah, yah\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nBroken glass glitters on the curb\r\nLaughing at danger, nothing disturbs\r\nYour eyes like matches, strike and spark\r\nRunning from dawn, crave the dark\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nCoffee from a paper cup, shaking hands\r\nWe steal the sun, ignore the plans\r\nYou pull me close, graze my cheek\r\nThis fever’s wild, and words are cheap\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nLast bus dives into the gloom\r\nNo regrets in this borrowed room\r\nYou bite your lip, I lose control\r\nCrashing together, rock and roll\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nGot nothing better to do\r\nCigarette in one hand, a plan in my mind\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nUnder flashing street signs\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nYah, yah, yah\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nYah, yah,\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nSteel-tipped boots kicking in the dawn\r\nSweat sticking, but we stagger on\r\nYou grin reckless, draw me near\r\nWe’re wired tight, burning clear\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nYah, yah, yah\r\nWanna assimilate you\r\nYah, yah, yah', 'Indie rock track at 120 BPM in E major. The arrangement features a driving rhythm section with a punchy kick drum and a crisp snare. A bright, jangly electric guitar plays a repetitive eighth-note riff using a clean tone with slight overdrive. A melodic bassline follows the chord progression with a warm, rounded tone. The male vocals are delivered in a gritty, energetic baritone, occasionally reaching into a higher register during the chorus. A secondary electric guitar provides rhythmic accents and occasional lead fills with a more distorted, fuzzy texture. The track maintains a steady, upbeat energy throughout with a standard 4/4 time signature.', '', '2026-07-21 04:52:04', '1953,1954,1963', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/wanna-assimilate-you', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('623', '', 'The Tales of Albert', '0', 'the-tales-of-albert', '2026-07-23', 'Pop', '[Intro]\r\n[Upbeat, jangly indie-pop, theatrical piano]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nAlbert sits upon the park bench, dust upon his coat\r\nPolishing a medal that he bought to show his throat\r\nHe speaks of desert suns and sands, of cannons firing loud\r\nA lonely soldier sketching pictures for the passing crowd\r\nHe says he fought the shadows in a land of burning gold\r\nBut Albert\'s boots are shiny, and his lies are getting old\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, Albert tells the tales of a soldier on the run\r\nClaiming he was hiding from the scorching foreign sun\r\nHe never left the country, never sailed the rolling seas\r\nJust a dreamer in a uniform, shaking at the knees\r\n(shaking at the knees)\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nHe mentions Cairo markets and the tea they drank in Spain\r\nThe monsoon winds that battered down the barracks in the rain\r\nBut the truth is much quieter, a postman’s humble day\r\nHe never made it further than the docks at Weymouth Bay\r\nHe never saw the mountains or the palm trees by the shore\r\nJust a man behind the counter in a dusty general store\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, Albert tells the tales of a soldier on the run\r\nClaiming he was hiding from the scorching foreign sun\r\nHe never left the country, never sailed the rolling seas\r\nJust a dreamer in a uniform, shaking at the knees\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Slow, whimsical)\r\nHe didn’t even make it to the borderlines of Wales\r\nJust a king of empty whispers, a collector of the snails\r\nHe maps out all the jungles on the bottom of his shoe\r\nOh, Albert, we believe you... if we pretend it’s true\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Bright, bouncing trumpet melody]\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nThe local boys are laughing as they hear of his retreat\r\nFrom a battle that was fought alone on London’s concrete street\r\nHe holds a piece of ribbon like a Purple Heart of pride\r\nWith nowhere left to go now, and nowhere left to hide\r\nSo he sighs—\r\n(whisper: just a story)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, Albert tells the tales of a soldier on the run\r\nClaiming he was hiding from the scorching foreign sun\r\nHe never left the country, never sailed the rolling seas\r\nJust a dreamer in a uniform, shaking at the knees\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nYes, he’s a romantic, a wanderer of mind\r\nLeaving all the reality of England far behind\r\nFar behind...\r\n(Fade out with piano trill)\r\nJust a tale...\r\nJust a tale...\r\n', 'Baroque Pop, Music Hall, Storytelling, Harpsichord, Upright Piano, Witty Lyrics, Theatrical British Male Vocals, Brass Stabs, Polished, 110 BPM, Vintage 60s British Sound\r\n\r\nAdd in Moz voice', '', '2026-07-23 23:20:42', '1957,1958,1959,1960,1961,1962', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('624', '', 'Hypersonic Infiltration', '0', 'hypersonic-infiltration', '2026-07-24', 'Rock', '[Intro]\r\n[distorted electric guitar riff, palm-muted eighth notes]\r\n[drums enter with snare crack and crash cymbal]\r\n[bass guitar enters with overdriven tone]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[gritty male vocals]\r\nI\'m a street-walking tiger with a nuclear grin\r\nGot a one-way ticket baby let the games begin\r\nCity\'s humming, engines drumming, feel that primal scream\r\nUnite with crashing, flashing, living out a teenage dream\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[layered vocal harmonies]\r\n(Whoa-oh-oh-oh)\r\n[distorted guitar power chords]\r\nHypersonic infiltration\r\n(Whoa-oh-oh-oh)\r\nFeel the raw electricity\r\n(Whoa-oh-oh-oh)\r\nGot a rocket in my pocket ready to ignite\r\nHypersonic infiltration\r\nHold on tight\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[rapid alternate picking, wah-pedal filtering, wide vibrato]\r\n[double-kick drum patterns]\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nVoltage rising, systems firing, gonna blow a fuse\r\nHeartbeat\'s racing, no escaping, gotta cut it loose\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band intensity]\r\nHypersonic infiltration (yeah)\r\nShock your nation (yeah)\r\nStoke the night fire\r\nHypersonic infiltration\r\nFeel the raw electricity (light it up)\r\nGot a rocket in my pocket ready to ignite\r\nHypersonic infiltration\r\nHold on tight\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[rhythmic guitar chugging, bass-heavy mix]\r\n[vocal ad-libs and screams]\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nRattlesnake ball, knock your eyes out, it\'s a tight-five\r\nWatch out for the gamma ray, the high-dive\r\nSpin, swirl, round, see the spark\r\nGunfire, night, fire, new fire\r\n[final crash cymbal and guitar feedback]', 'Hard rock with heavy metal influences, Distorted electric guitars play palm-muted power chord riffs and harmonized lead lines, The bass guitar follows the kick drum with a thick, overdriven tone, Drums feature a prominent snare with a gated reverb effect and frequent double-kick patterns, High-pitched male vocals utilize a gritty, aggressive delivery with occasional screams and layered harmonies, A blues-influenced guitar solo features rapid alternate picking, wide vibrato, and wah-pedal filtering, 145 BPM, E minor, 4/4 time', '', '2026-07-23 23:25:32', '1965,1966,1964', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('625', '', 'Don’t Try To Tell Me What To Do', '0', 'dont-tell-me-what-to-do', '2025-07-24', 'Rock', '[Intro]\r\n[dry drum kit, steady hi-hats]\r\n[overdriven electric guitar enters with syncopated riff]\r\n[distorted bass enters]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[raspy male vocals]\r\nSpit like a buzzer\r\nNight is young\r\nGot my leather\r\nOn\r\nFeeling strong\r\nRadio blasting\r\nA primal scream\r\nLiving on nothing\r\nBut a teenage dream\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nDon\'t try to tell me\r\nWhat to do\r\nI ain\'t listening\r\nTo nothing from you\r\nGot my own way\r\nGot to break free\r\nThis is my life\r\nJust let me be\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCity\'s crawling\r\nWith pretenders and fools\r\nFollowing the rules\r\nPlaying it cool\r\nBut I\'m a wild child\r\nA restless soul\r\nDigging a ditch\r\nEscaping your hole\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[guitar solo with heavy overdrive and bluesy pentatonic runs]\r\n[bass and drums maintain driving rhythm]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nDon\'t try to tell me\r\nWhat to do\r\nI ain\'t listening\r\nTo nothing from you\r\nGot my own way\r\nGot to break free\r\nThis is my life\r\nJust let me be\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[guitar riff repeats]\r\n[final drum hit and guitar feedback]', 'Garage rock with a raw, live-room aesthetic, The arrangement features a gritty, overdriven electric guitar playing syncopated power chords and blues-inflected riffs, A distorted bass guitar follows the guitar\'s rhythmic patterns closely, The drum kit has a dry, punchy sound with a prominent snare and steady eighth-note hi-hat patterns, Male vocals are delivered with a raspy, aggressive tone and slight saturation, The track is in the key of E major at 128 BPM in 4/4 time, A bluesy guitar solo with heavy vibrato and pentatonic runs appears in the bridge', '', '2026-07-24 23:06:16', '1968,1969,1967', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('626', '', 'I\'m a Classic Soul', '0', 'im-a-cassic-soul', '2026-07-26', 'Roger', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, jazzy piano intro]\r\n[Male Vocal, smooth crooner style]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nYou say my life is a stagnant pool, just a bore\r\nYou pace around the living room and storm out the door\r\nYou claim our journey’s reached its final, dusty mile\r\nBut darling, your DRAMA... is really going out of style\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYou mock my stamp collection, you laugh at my trains\r\nYou say my simple pleasures are just evidence of \"drains\"\r\nI’ve been doing my Christian best, turning the other cheek\r\nBut honey, your attitude is getting... awfully bleak\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nI’ve kept the porch light on, I’ve kept the kettle hot\r\nI gave you every single thing that I have got\r\n(Oh, you’re missing out)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBut if you pack your bags and slam the frame\r\nI promise you, I won’t be the one to blame\r\nI’m a classic soul, a prize you just can’t see\r\nIf you walk away, you’re the loser, not me!\r\n(Oh no, not me)\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nMy indignance is crushing, yes, I’m feeling quite SORE\r\nI’m tired of sweeping up your ego off the floor\r\nYou think you’re upgrading to a life that’s grand\r\nBut you’re just dropping diamonds for a handful of sand\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo building, brass section swelling]\r\nGo on then, leave! (Leave!)\r\nTake your spite and your doubt\r\nI’ll be fine on my own\r\nWithout you moping about\r\nIt’s a tragedy, really... (laughs)\r\nFor you, not for me!\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n’Cause if you pack your bags and slam the frame\r\nI promise you, I won’t be the one to blame\r\nI’m a classic soul, a prize you just can’t see\r\nIf you walk away, you’re the loser, not me!\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Slow, cabaret style]\r\nSo close the door... (carefully)\r\nDon\'t let it hit you on the way out.\r\n(Whisper: I\'m keeping the trains.)\r\n[Final piano flourish]\r\n[End]', 'Roger persona', '[suno]f8e6ed2c-b53c-42f7-9651-713bf26c8d1d[/suno]', '2026-07-25 22:11:58', '1970,1971', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('627', '', 'Car Park Halo', '0', 'car-park-halo', '2026-07-26', 'Folk', '[Verse 1]\r\nYou came in with rain on your sleeves\r\nBought two Lucozades, dropped the keys\r\nOn a paper plate by the crisps\r\nSaid, \"I’m not done, not like this\"\r\n\r\nYour laugh hit the back of the shop\r\nLike a match in a cardboard box\r\nI was fine till you looked my way\r\nNow my name feels hard to say\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd I, I keep it cool\r\nBut my hands betray the truth\r\nEvery time you turn around\r\nMy whole world tips loose\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCar park halo\r\nDon’t let it go\r\nCar park halo\r\nYou make me glow\r\n(you make me glow)\r\nCar park halo\r\nStay in the frame\r\nOne little look\r\nAnd I’m not the same\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYou drew a heart in the steam\r\nOn the glass of a warm machine\r\nI saw my face in your eyes\r\nThen it slipped right out of time\r\n\r\nWe talked trash, we talked plans\r\nYou grabbed my sleeve with your hand\r\nSaid, \"Meet me where the buses hum\"\r\nLike we already know what comes\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd I, I keep it cool\r\nBut my hands betray the truth\r\nEvery time you turn around\r\nMy whole world tips loose\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCar park halo\r\nDon’t let it go\r\nCar park halo\r\nYou make me glow\r\n(you make me glow)\r\nCar park halo\r\nStay in the frame\r\nOne little look\r\nAnd I’m not the same\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf this is a bad idea\r\nLet it be bright, let it be clear\r\nI’ve been playing safe too long\r\nWith my heart in a carrier bag\r\n\r\nSo take my coat, take my last excuse\r\nLeave me standing in your borrowed shoes\r\nIf I fall, let me fall your way\r\nLet the whole world watch me sway\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCar park halo\r\nDon’t let it go\r\nCar park halo\r\nYou make me glow\r\n(you make me glow)\r\nCar park halo\r\nStay in the frame\r\nOne little look\r\nAnd I’m not the same\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nCar park halo\r\nCar park halo\r\n(you make me glow)\r\nCar park halo', '', '', '2026-07-26 17:50:40', '1972,1973,1974,1975', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/car-park-halo', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('628', '', 'Paper Cup Summer', '0', 'paper-cup-summer', '2026-07-26', 'Folk', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found your note in my coat\r\nFolded up small like a boat\r\nSaid, “meet me down by the store”\r\nYou knew I’d come back for more\r\n\r\nYour name in the corner of my mind\r\nKeeps showing up at the worst times\r\nLike a song I never meant to know\r\nStill, I hum it when I’m alone\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd I was fine, I was fine\r\nTill you called my name\r\nNow the whole room tilts\r\nEvery time it rains\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nYou spill, I spill\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nWe’re not standing still\r\nHold me close, then run\r\nSay you want me, then\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nWe break, we bend\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYou left your shoes by the door\r\nSocks on the tile, nothing more\r\nHalf a peach on the window sill\r\nAnd that old lie of, “I will”\r\n\r\nI tried to laugh it off\r\nTried to talk myself out\r\nBut your jacket on my chair\r\nMade the whole thing loud\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd I was fine, I was fine\r\nTill you called my name\r\nNow the whole room tilts\r\nEvery time it rains\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nYou spill, I spill\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nWe’re not standing still\r\nHold me close, then run\r\nSay you want me, then\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nWe break, we bend\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Half-time]\r\nIf you stay, stay here\r\nIf you go, go now\r\nI can take the truth\r\nBut I can’t take the doubt\r\n\r\nOne more look, one more sign\r\nOne more chance to get it right\r\nThen your hand finds mine\r\nLike it did that night\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nYou spill, I spill\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nWe’re not standing still\r\nHold me close, then run\r\nSay you want me, then\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nWe break, we bend\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nDon’t let it go\r\nPaper cup summer\r\nI already know', '', 'V1\r\n[suno]c29f9827-4475-426a-ac45-8dd02528c19b[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]45147af6-03f5-4af5-9c4d-0196941b8ef2[/suno]', '2026-07-26 18:46:13', '1976,1977', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/paper-cup-summer', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('629', '', 'Static Afterglow', '0', 'static-afterglow', '2026-07-26', 'Folk', '[Verse 1]\r\nWet pavement on the bus route home\r\nYour hair still damp from the kitchen sink\r\nHalf-eaten toast on the counter plate\r\nAnd the radio chewing through the rain\r\nYou said, \"It\'s fine,\" like you meant goodbye\r\nI watched the window turn to smoke\r\n\r\n[Build-up, bass pulse]\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nCatch the last turn in the light\r\nBefore it slips behind the estate\r\nYou looked so calm, I nearly lied\r\nLike I always do to keep the shape\r\n\r\n[Explosive indie drums, full band]\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStatic everywhere we go\r\nStatic in the afterglow\r\nCatch the last turn in the light\r\nWe were close, then out of sight\r\nStatic everywhere we go\r\n(static everywhere we go)\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe doctor’s note on the sideboard shelf\r\nYour boots by the door in a careful row\r\nMum kept asking if I’d eaten yet\r\nI said, \"Yeah, I had some,\" and let it go\r\nThe stairwell smelled of wet wool coats\r\nAnd someone’s TV through the wall\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nCatch the last turn in the light\r\nBefore the street goes colourless\r\nYou leaned on change like a bruised-up coin\r\nSmall, cold, and still half spent\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStatic everywhere we go\r\nStatic in the afterglow\r\nCatch the last turn in the light\r\nWe were close, then out of sight\r\nStatic everywhere we go\r\n(static everywhere we go)\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Half-time tempo, strip back guitars, acoustic and vocal]\r\nI thought you’d ring from the corner shop\r\nOr laugh through the crack in the front door\r\nBut evening came with its usual face\r\nAnd the kettle sang for one more\r\nNow every room keeps your outline\r\nIn the steam on the glass, in the drip, in the grime\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nStatic everywhere we go\r\nStatic in the afterglow\r\nCatch the last turn in the light\r\nWe were close, then out of sight\r\nStatic everywhere we go\r\n(static everywhere we go)\r\n\r\n[outro]\r\n[Fade out on repeating guitar riff, ambient static]', '', 'V1\r\n[suno]f4e68da5-5615-4bc0-b8dd-d545d78b357e[/suno]\r\n\r\nV2\r\n[suno]8ba662ff-e342-4203-adce-7a62a1504c46[/suno]', '2026-07-26 20:13:29', '1978,1979', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/afterglow-static', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('630', '', 'DD Session Interludes', '0', 'dd-session-interludes', '2026-07-26', '', 'Interludes from Tales of Domestic Disquiet', '', 'T1\r\n[suno]49d418a1-b8f0-493d-9d79-0a428bae4f1d[/suno]\r\n\r\nT2\r\n[suno]c8dfc5ae-33c2-49cf-a4ef-f7dbdaf38ae0[/suno]\r\n\r\nT3\r\n[suno]10f256bb-0224-4627-8fbc-2ba27b1c901b[/suno]\r\n\r\nT4\r\n[suno]eeb3e176-0fe0-4994-8c28-fcaa72ed5cbc[/suno]', '2026-07-26 21:07:33', '1980,1981,1982,1983', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('631', '', 'Brand New Kindness', '0', 'brand-new-kindness', '2026-07-26', 'Roger', '[Intro]\r\n[Smooth Jazz Piano]\r\n[Upbeat Swing Tempo]\r\n[Male Vocal]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nThere are songs where the crooners sing with sentiment.\r\nSugar-coating times and the loves of their lives.\r\nOh, they paint a pretty picture in a golden hue.\r\nBut this one\'s different, babe—\r\n\'Cause it features YOU.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe illusions are fading, like a bad neon sign.\r\nI’ve traded in the heartbreak for a state of mind that\'s fine.\r\nYeah, those delusions are gone—\r\nReplaced by a memory, a memory more true.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt would be nice to have warm memories, I suppose.\r\nBut alas, my darling, you took your toll.\r\nEach passing day without your face,\r\nIs a brand new kindness to my soul.\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nI’m untangling the knots from our little mess.\r\nIt’s been so good, (so good), I must confess.\r\nI look at the wreckage, the history, the fall.\r\nAnd baby, I regret it all.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo slows]\r\n[Breathy]\r\nNo moonlight serenades,\r\nNo roses on the floor.\r\nJust a quiet house,\r\nAnd a lock on the door.\r\n[Loud]\r\nAnd I don’t miss you at all!\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Bright Trumpet Solo]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nIt would be nice to have warm memories, I suppose.\r\nBut alas, my darling, you took your toll.\r\nEach passing day without your face,\r\nIs a brand new kindness to my soul.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nYes, untangling the mess has been so sweet.\r\nI’m back on my feet.\r\n\r\nI regret it all.\r\nI regret it a-lllllll.\r\n[Soft Piano Finish]\r\n[End]\r\n', '', '', '2026-07-26 22:09:32', '1984,1985', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/a-brand-new-kindness', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('632', '', 'Black-Eyed Anne', '0', 'black-eyed-anne', '2026-07-26', 'Folk', '[Verse 1]\r\nThe gallows tree stood stark and tall\r\nAgainst the London sky\r\nA crow sat perched\r\nIt watched us all\r\nAs Anne prepared to die\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThey said she stole a silver locket\r\nFrom a gentleman of means\r\nA bauble tucked inside her pocket\r\nDisturbing all their dreams\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh\r\nBlack-Eyed Anne\r\nWith hair like night\r\nThe cold wind bit your cheek\r\nNo mercy found in morning light\r\nNo gentle word to speak\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nHer mother wept\r\nA silent plea\r\nHer father\r\nStoic\r\nGrim\r\nThe parish priest\r\nHe turned to flee\r\nNo solace offered him\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nThe crowd\r\nIt murmured\r\nThen grew still\r\nA hush fell on the square\r\nA final breath\r\nA shiver\r\nChill\r\nA whisper in the air\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh\r\nBlack-Eyed Anne\r\nWith hair like night\r\nThe cold wind bit your cheek\r\nNo mercy found in morning light\r\nNo gentle word to speak', '', '[suno]a1e3c7b7-a792-494a-b1e5-24580da62eca[/suno]', '2026-07-26 22:53:02', '1986,1987,1988,1989', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('633', '', 'We Are the Silt', '0', 'we-are-the-silt', '2026-07-28', 'Border Guy', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found my name\r\nin the pocket of a coat\r\nI do not remember owning\r\n\r\nIt was folded small\r\nlike a seed\r\nthat had survived the flood\r\n\r\nThe mirror\r\nwas kind enough\r\nto stay blank for me\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd I thought\r\nmaybe a life is just\r\nthe things that keep returning\r\n\r\nA bruise of light\r\non the kitchen wall\r\na plate with one clean chip\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe are the silt\r\nwe are the silt\r\nmoving where the river said\r\n\r\nWe are the silt\r\nwe are the silt\r\nmaking ground from what was dead\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe bird on the wire\r\nwas not praying\r\nit was practicing balance\r\n\r\nMy mother’s old scar\r\nheld the weather\r\nbetter than my skin did\r\n\r\nI kept every goodbye\r\nuntil they turned\r\ninto one long door\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd I learned\r\nthe empty hand\r\nis not a wound\r\n\r\nIt is a bowl\r\nstill warm\r\nfrom being useful\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe are the silt\r\nwe are the silt\r\nmoving where the river said\r\n\r\nWe are the silt\r\nwe are the silt\r\nmaking ground from what was dead\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nEven the stone\r\ngets softer\r\nwhen the rain says its name enough times\r\n\r\nEven the lost thing\r\nfinds a shape\r\ninside the leaving\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nWe are the silt\r\nwe are the silt\r\nmoving where the river said\r\n\r\nWe are the silt\r\nwe are the silt\r\nmaking ground from what was dead\r\n\r\nWe are the silt\r\nwe are the silt\r\nand the earth remembers us', 'Made using Inspo from Crossroads and Floating on the Border, asking Suno to write a profound poem', '', '2026-07-28 01:15:21', '1990,1991', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/we-are-the-silt', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('634', '', 'Riverbed Boots', '0', 'riverbed-boots', '2026-07-28', 'Border Guy', '[Verse 1]\r\nI woke up with mud on my cuffs\r\nAnd your note pinned soft to the door\r\nSaid, \"Don’t wait up on my account\"\r\nThat’s a trick I’d heard before\r\n\r\nYour blue coat still hung by the nails\r\nBy the tin sink, bent at the seam\r\nI poured two cups from the chipped white pot\r\nAnd drank from the one meant for me\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe mill creek runs brown in spring\r\nIt takes what it wants from the bank\r\nAnd I’ve been a fool for a long, long while\r\nBut I still know how to thank\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, riverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nRiverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nIf the road won’t love me back\r\nI’ll still sing my broken song\r\n\r\nOh, riverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nRiverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nI’ve lost more than I can name\r\nStill I’m standing where I belong\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nAt the county fair, the small brass band\r\nPlayed loud by the ferris wheel\r\nYou laughed with a peach in your hand\r\nLike the whole world could heal\r\n\r\nNow the trailer park dogs bark at dusk\r\nAnd the screen door moans on its hinge\r\nI patch my coat with a safety pin\r\nAnd hear your name in the wind\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe mill creek runs cold by fall\r\nIt mirrors the ash in the sky\r\nI’ve buried pride in the garden rows\r\nAnd watched it learn to lie\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, riverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nRiverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nIf the road won’t love me back\r\nI’ll still sing my broken song\r\n\r\nOh, riverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nRiverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nI’ve lost more than I can name\r\nStill I’m standing where I belong\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI don’t need gold, I don’t need grace\r\nJust a lamp in the shed and rain\r\nOne honest hand on the barnwood rail\r\nAnd a little less of this pain\r\n\r\nSo if you find me down by the bend\r\nWith my pockets full of stones\r\nI’ll be smiling through the weathered teeth\r\nLike a man who found his bones\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, riverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nRiverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nIf the road won’t love me back\r\nI’ll still sing my broken song\r\n\r\nOh, riverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nRiverbed boots, keep walking on\r\nI’ve lost more than I can name\r\nStill I’m standing where I belong', 'Made using Inspo with Crossroads and Waiting on the Border, asking for a folk song.', '[suno]ddeb79b4-1c5a-4a91-9304-62002577517f[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]6fd140ea-9bbd-4f7b-aed9-83760034e8c7[/suno]', '2026-07-28 01:21:45', '1992,1993', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('635', '', 'Where the Small Things Go', '0', 'where-the-small-things-go', '2026-07-28', 'Border Guy', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found my name in a dented spoon,\r\nstaring back like it had news.\r\nThe kettle sang to an empty room,\r\nand I believed it.\r\n\r\nThe chair kept the shape of someone gone,\r\na little while after they left.\r\nThat’s how the world teaches stone\r\nto remember breath.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nA bruise is just a thundercloud\r\nthat forgot the sky.\r\nA door is only wood\r\nuntil it learns goodbye.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nKeep me where the small things go\r\n(keep me where the small things go)\r\nA cracked bowl, a bent-back rose\r\n(a bent-back rose)\r\nIf I’m a flood, let me be\r\nthe water in a seed\r\nThe whole wide earth\r\ninside one need\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI met a stray dog in the rain\r\nwho trusted my hand by the smell.\r\nHe taught me how to be alive\r\nwith nothing to sell.\r\n\r\nA human heart is a rented room\r\nwhere the furniture moves at night.\r\nStill, every morning, the dust says yes\r\nto a blade of light.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe moon is only borrowed bone,\r\npolished by the dark.\r\nEven the wound can be a map\r\nif you read it like a spark.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nKeep me where the small things go\r\n(keep me where the small things go)\r\nA cracked bowl, a bent-back rose\r\n(a bent-back rose)\r\nIf I’m a flood, let me be\r\nthe water in a seed\r\nThe whole wide earth\r\ninside one need\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI thought the opposite of loss\r\nwas keeping.\r\nIt’s not.\r\nIt’s making room for what returns\r\nas weather,\r\nas a footprint,\r\nas a song\r\nyou cannot prove\r\nbut know by heart.\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nKeep me where the small things go\r\n(keep me where the small things go)\r\nA cracked bowl, a bent-back rose\r\n(a bent-back rose)\r\nIf I’m a flood, let me be\r\nthe water in a seed\r\nThe whole wide earth\r\ninside one need', '', 'A\r\n[suno]e61f1aa3-380f-43d4-bb06-355b63453d41[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]4b390554-49a6-4587-864f-131bb8e9844a[/suno]', '2026-07-28 01:35:23', '1994,1995', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/where-the-small-things-go', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('636', '', 'Come Back, My Old Friend', '0', 'come-back-my-old-friend', '2026-07-28', 'Folk', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found your boots by the door\r\nRed clay on the heel\r\nYour coat on the chair\r\nLike you might come back for real\r\nThe kettle went cold\r\nOn the stove by the sink\r\nI sat with the news\r\nAnd I couldn’t think\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe screen door sighed\r\nIn the evening wind\r\nI heard your laugh\r\nThen I heard it again\r\nAll these little things\r\nWon’t leave me alone\r\nThey keep your shadow\r\nIn the lines of this home\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCome back, come back\r\nMy old friend\r\nCome back, come back\r\nLet this night end\r\nI keep your chair\r\nBy the fire\r\nCome back, come back\r\nOne more mile\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYour name on the mail\r\nBy the pear tree fence\r\nA coffee cup ring\r\nOn the blue porch bench\r\nI swept the steps\r\nBut the dust came back\r\nSame crooked moon\r\nSame creaking track\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe screen door sighed\r\nIn the evening wind\r\nI heard your laugh\r\nThen I heard it again\r\nAll these little things\r\nWon’t leave me alone\r\nThey keep your shadow\r\nIn the lines of this home\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCome back, come back\r\nMy old friend\r\nCome back, come back\r\nLet this night end\r\nI keep your chair\r\nBy the fire\r\nCome back, come back\r\nOne more mile\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf you’re out in the dark\r\nOn some lonesome road\r\nFollow the creek bend\r\nAnd the lantern glow\r\nI left the gate\r\nUnlatched for you\r\nAnd the old porch light\r\nBurns all night through\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nCome back, come back\r\nMy old friend\r\nCome back, come back\r\nLet this night end\r\nI keep your chair\r\nBy the fire\r\nCome back, come back\r\nOne more mile', '', '', '2026-07-28 01:47:28', '1996,1997', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('637', '', 'Plastic Bag', '0', 'plastic-bag', '2026-07-28', 'Folk', '[Verse]\r\nThe grocery bag it dances\r\nA plastic ballet in the breeze\r\nNo hands no strings no answers\r\nJust a wild spirit at ease\r\n\r\n[Prechorus]\r\nIt spins and it twirls\r\nA tiny forgotten world\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh plastic bag oh plastic bag\r\nYou got no worries you got no drag\r\nJust floatin\' high just floatin\' free\r\nA better life than you and me\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe sidewalk cracks the gum it sticks\r\nLife\'s little messes life\'s little tricks\r\nBut the bag it flies above the fray\r\nAnother sunny Tuesday another day\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe there\'s a lesson in that cheap thin sheen\r\nA way to be light a way to be keen\r\nTo let go of the heavy stuff the things that weigh', '', '', '2026-07-28 01:54:40', '1998,1999', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/plastic-bag', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('638', '', 'Made by the Things', '0', 'made-by-the-things', '2026-07-28', 'Pop', '[Verse 1]\r\nThe apple on the sill\r\nkeeps its opinion of gravity.\r\nIt does not argue.\r\nIt simply wrinkles\r\ninto a small red map\r\nof every hand that meant well.\r\n\r\nI learned this from a door:\r\nbeing opened\r\nis a kind of disappearing.\r\nYou leave your shape\r\nin the frame\r\nand call it welcome.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEven the dust\r\nis keeping receipts.\r\nEven the spoon\r\nhas met the soup\r\nand come back changed.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHold the day in your hands\r\n(hold it)\r\nLet it break, let it ring\r\n(let it ring)\r\nWe are not ruined by endings\r\nWe are made by the things\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe river never says forever,\r\nyet it arrives.\r\nBare ankles.\r\nBroken reeds.\r\nA green bottle rolling\r\nlike a tiny dare.\r\n\r\nSome mornings my name\r\nfits badly,\r\nlike a coat borrowed\r\nfrom a taller ghost.\r\nStill, I wear it\r\nto the market,\r\nto the rain,\r\nto the mother of crows.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nNothing stays still\r\nlong enough to disappoint you.\r\nNothing stays still\r\nlong enough to stay lost.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHold the day in your hands\r\n(hold it)\r\nLet it break, let it ring\r\n(let it ring)\r\nWe are not ruined by endings\r\nWe are made by the things\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf the heart is a house,\r\nthen the cracks are windows.\r\nIf the wound is a door,\r\nthen the light has been patient.\r\n\r\nI have seen a crushed peach\r\nfeed the bees.\r\nI have seen a bad year\r\nteach the wheat\r\nto bow lower\r\nand stand up kinder.\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nHold the day in your hands\r\n(hold it)\r\nLet it break, let it ring\r\n(let it ring)\r\nWe are not ruined by endings\r\nWe are made by the things\r\nWe are made by the things', '', 'A\r\n[suno]ba3aaaa1-01dd-4962-8cbe-3420549ddaa7[/suno]\r\n\r\nB\r\n[suno]f4a20944-fa3b-4b86-b5db-5725f44b1c46[/suno]', '2026-07-28 02:14:07', '2000,2001', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/made-by-the-things', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('639', '', 'Carry Me Home', '0', 'carry-me-home', '2026-07-28', 'Pop', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found your note\r\nBy the blue tin kettle\r\nPinned to a sack\r\nOf flour and thyme\r\n\r\nYou said, \"Don\'t wait\r\nFor the river to settle\"\r\nSo I packed my coat\r\nAnd I left by nine\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe screen door groaned\r\nLike it knew my name\r\nYour little black boots\r\nStill by the flame\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCarry me home\r\nCarry me home\r\nPast the elm tree line\r\nAnd the orchard stone\r\n\r\nCarry me home\r\nCarry me home\r\nI can hear your voice\r\nIn the bones of the road\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe postman laughed\r\nAt my crooked suitcase\r\nSaid, \"You look like rain\r\nOut on the tracks\"\r\n\r\nI bought two pears\r\nAt the county roadside\r\nOne for the climb\r\nAnd one for the map\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nYour field was gold\r\nWith the late hay seed\r\nAnd every fencepost\r\nBent like a plea\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCarry me home\r\nCarry me home\r\nPast the elm tree line\r\nAnd the orchard stone\r\n\r\nCarry me home\r\nCarry me home\r\nI can hear your voice\r\nIn the bones of the road\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf I come back\r\nWith my hands all empty\r\nWill you still set\r\nA plate for me?\r\n\r\nI’ve walked this long\r\nWith the dusk beside me\r\nNow let your door\r\nBe the first thing I see\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nCarry me home\r\nCarry me home\r\nPast the elm tree line\r\nAnd the orchard stone\r\n\r\nCarry me home\r\nCarry me home\r\nI can hear your voice\r\nIn the bones of the road\r\n\r\nCarry me home\r\nCarry me home\r\nBlue tin kettle\r\nOn the kitchen stove', '', '[suno]fc04a269-a1b6-4a3a-b4ed-a412b1ea8b06[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]e4b34dee-fe4a-4bc3-ad27-6acd3731c23d[/suno]', '2026-07-28 02:20:47', '2002,2003', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('640', '', 'Feather Coat Moon', '0', 'feather-coat-moon', '2026-07-28', 'Pop', '[Verse 1]\r\nI wore my feather coat out\r\nTo the county fair\r\nYou had sap on your boots\r\nAnd a grin that said, \"stay there\"\r\nThe ferris wheel turned gold\r\nOver the ticket booth glow\r\nYou took my hand like a dare\r\nAnd I let the whole thing go\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nOh, the band was playing rough\r\nAnd the moon was in a dress\r\nI felt my name fall off\r\nWhen you pulled me close to yes\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nFeather coat moon\r\nSpin me round, spin me round\r\nFeather coat moon\r\nLay your silver on this town\r\nYou and me, we make a scene\r\nWe shine too hard to hide\r\nFeather coat moon\r\nKeep us wild tonight\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nWe drank from paper cups\r\nBy the tractor parade\r\nYour laugh hit like a ribbon\r\nOn the back of the shade\r\nThe boys in the bowling shirts\r\nClapped to our two-step beat\r\nYou kissed me in the corn dust\r\nWith the whole world at our feet\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nOh, the band was playing rough\r\nAnd the moon was in a dress\r\nI felt my name fall off\r\nWhen you pulled me close to yes\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nFeather coat moon\r\nSpin me round, spin me round\r\nFeather coat moon\r\nLay your silver on this town\r\nYou and me, we make a scene\r\nWe shine too hard to hide\r\nFeather coat moon\r\nKeep us wild tonight\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nWhen the morning tore the crepe paper sky\r\nYou laughed with that black tea smile\r\nSaid, \"Keep the good stuff on\"\r\nTill the last light went awhile\r\nSo I saved your note in my glove\r\nAnd I tucked that spark in my sleeve\r\nIf the road gets plain and long\r\nI\'ll still know what to believe\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nFeather coat moon\r\nSpin me round, spin me round\r\nFeather coat moon\r\nLay your silver on this town\r\nYou and me, we make a scene\r\nWe shine too hard to hide\r\nFeather coat moon\r\nKeep us wild tonight', '', '[suno]2ec7e3ff-31ea-4426-80b2-de6845d189d3[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]09e38d29-15ea-4974-a646-600c9baf69c7[/suno]', '2026-07-28 02:27:15', '2004,2005', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('641', '', 'Electric Sheep', '0', 'electric-sheep', '2026-07-28', 'Pop', '[Verse]\r\nElectric sheep they hum a tune\r\nA cosmic lullaby beneath the moon\r\nMy mind it melts a rainbow stream\r\nA waking thought a vivid dream\r\n\r\n[Prechorus]\r\nColors bleed and twist and turn\r\nA lesson only stars can learn\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh oh oh electric sheep\r\nSecrets that the cosmos keep\r\nOh oh oh electric sheep\r\nMy soul it starts to gently weep\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nGravity is just a word\r\nA whisper that the wind has heard\r\nI float on clouds of velvet sound\r\nNo up no down no solid ground\r\n\r\n[Prechorus]\r\nTime it stretches bends and breaks\r\nFor goodness sakes for goodness sakes\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh oh oh electric sheep\r\nSecrets that the cosmos keep\r\nOh oh oh electric sheep\r\nMy soul it starts to gently weep\r\n\r\n---\r\nElectric sheep make my day\r\nElectric sheep never go away\r\nElectric sheep, electric sheep\r\nAh, electric sheep', '', '[suno]1897ee9f-e1b5-4116-a3d3-ebbdc13f2038[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]3004333c-779f-460d-8ab4-b4a1125abab1[/suno]\r\n\r\nSlightly longer\r\n[suno]04663e3d-209a-4faf-9126-cd1d13427ce7[/suno]', '2026-07-28 02:32:11', '2006,2007,2052', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/electric-sheep', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('642', '', 'Mango Mirror', '0', 'mango-mirror', '2026-07-28', 'Psychedelic', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found a mango in the sink\r\nCut in half, still shining pink\r\nSticky hands and a paper plate\r\nThe whole room leaned and called my name\r\n\r\nI wore your ring on my thumb\r\nThe phone went cold, then hot, then numb\r\nThe clock face melted into lime\r\nAnd I could taste the edge of time\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSpin me slow\r\nDon\'t let go\r\nEvery wall got a pulse\r\nI can feel it glow\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMango mirror, show me more\r\nMango mirror, open the door\r\nTurn me loose, turn me bright\r\nTake me deeper in the light\r\n\r\nMango mirror, call my name\r\nMango mirror, feel the flame\r\nI was lost, now I see\r\nSomething wild inside of me\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYour red shoes by the balcony\r\nTwo small boats on a sugar sea\r\nI heard your laugh in the ceiling fan\r\nLike a secret I could never plan\r\n\r\nGreen lights crawl on my skin\r\nI let the morning come back in\r\nEvery shadow got a gold\r\nEvery story I ever told\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSpin me slow\r\nDon\'t let go\r\nEvery wall got a pulse\r\nI can feel it glow\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMango mirror, show me more\r\nMango mirror, open the door\r\nTurn me loose, turn me bright\r\nTake me deeper in the light\r\n\r\nMango mirror, call my name\r\nMango mirror, feel the flame\r\nI was lost, now I see\r\nSomething wild inside of me\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf I fall, let me fall through\r\nBlue smoke and a velvet hue\r\nIf I break, make it sweet\r\nPut my heart back on its feet\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMango mirror, show me more\r\nMango mirror, open the door\r\nTurn me loose, turn me bright\r\nTake me deeper in the light\r\n\r\nMango mirror, call my name\r\nMango mirror, feel the flame\r\nI was lost, now I see\r\nSomething wild inside of me', 'Used Rooftop Dreams as Inspo', '', '2026-07-28 02:49:07', '2008,2009', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('643', '', 'Spare Change Sunday', '0', 'spare-change-sunday', '2026-07-28', 'Britpop', '[Verse 1]\r\nYou turned up late again\r\nWith rain on your sleeves\r\nMum\'s on the phone\r\nAnd the cat wants the keys\r\nYou said, \"Let\'s get out\"\r\nSo we nicked some chips\r\nDown by the canal\r\nWith salt on our lips\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd the day looked bored\r\nTill you laughed that way\r\nLike you knew a door\r\nI could kick one day\r\nYou said, \"Hold on tight\"\r\nI said, \"That\'s my line\"\r\nThen the whole grey town\r\nStarted feeling fine\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nWe can make it shine\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nBorrowed time feels mine\r\nHold my hand, don\'t let it slip away\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nWe can make it play\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nBus window fogged up\r\nYour name in the steam\r\nA paper crown\r\nOn a shopfront queen\r\nWe stole the night\r\nFrom the off-licence glow\r\nTwo cheap laughs\r\nAnd nowhere to go\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThen you said my name\r\nLike a warning shot\r\nLike the whole wide world\r\nWas a thing we\'d stop\r\nI went all in\r\nOn your crooked grin\r\nAnd the hardest doors\r\nLet the chorus in\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nWe can make it shine\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nBorrowed time feels mine\r\nHold my hand, don\'t let it slip away\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nWe can make it play\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Half-time]\r\nIf the kettle burns dry\r\nIf the rent comes due\r\nIf the ceiling cracks\r\nI\'ll still come through\r\nYou and me, mate\r\nWe know the way\r\nTurn a dead-end road\r\nInto our favourite place\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nWe can make it shine\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nBorrowed time feels mine\r\nHold my hand, don\'t let it slip away\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nWe can make it play\r\nSpare change Sunday, spare change Sunday\r\nWe can make it shine', 'Britpop', 'A\r\n[suno]2afa18e2-9f81-47ea-9c41-561361dd2521[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]7f3358e0-f5ab-4aa0-a0a6-65f50101b1bb[/suno]', '2026-07-28 06:50:42', '2010,2011', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('644', '', 'Made of Almost', '0', 'made-of-almost', '2026-07-28', 'Indie', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found my name\r\nin a cracked teacup\r\non the sink\r\nwith the rim gone thin\r\n\r\nYour silence sat\r\nlike a clean white plate\r\nwaiting for food\r\nthat never came\r\n\r\nA moth kept trying\r\nthe porch bulb\r\nlike prayer\r\nhad a shape\r\n\r\nAnd I thought:\r\nmaybe grief is just love\r\nafter it learns\r\nhow to sit still\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe apples in the bowl\r\nwent soft in daylight\r\n(soft in daylight)\r\nThe clock on the wall\r\nkept chewing the room\r\n(chewing the room)\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe are not made of dust\r\nwe are made of almost\r\n(we are made of almost)\r\nWe carry the bruise\r\nand call it a map\r\n(call it a map)\r\n\r\nI am here, I am here\r\nin the bone orchard\r\n(in the bone orchard)\r\nEven the broken things\r\nstill know how to bloom\r\n(still know how to bloom)\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe shoe by the door\r\nheld the shape of a leaving\r\nbetter than I did\r\n\r\nA spoon in the drawer\r\nremembered soup\r\nlong after hunger forgot\r\n\r\nI watched the rain\r\nwrite its small signature\r\non the rusted gate\r\nand vanish\r\n\r\nMaybe truth\r\nisn\'t a lightning strike\r\nmaybe it\'s the way\r\na stone stays warm\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe bowl of apples\r\nturns brown so quietly\r\n(turns brown so quietly)\r\nAnd every held breath\r\nbecomes a door\r\nif you let it\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe are not made of dust\r\nwe are made of almost\r\n(we are made of almost)\r\nWe carry the bruise\r\nand call it a map\r\n(call it a map)\r\n\r\nI am here, I am here\r\nin the bone orchard\r\n(in the bone orchard)\r\nEven the broken things\r\nstill know how to bloom\r\n(still know how to bloom)\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf I disappear\r\ninto ordinary hours\r\nkeep the chair\r\nkeep the light\r\nkeep the cup with the chip\r\n\r\nI was never the storm\r\nI was the field\r\nafter it\r\nlearning green\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nWe are not made of dust\r\nwe are made of almost\r\n(we are made of almost)\r\nWe carry the bruise\r\nand call it a map\r\n(call it a map)\r\n\r\nI am here, I am here\r\nin the bone orchard\r\n(in the bone orchard)\r\nEven the broken things\r\nstill know how to bloom\r\n(still know how to bloom)', '', '[suno]3b624b25-6efc-4061-bb72-5b9b77040570[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]943e4ecb-d1d4-4033-8af8-29c69a81906f[/suno]', '2026-07-28 07:03:24', '2014,2015', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/made-of-almost', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('645', '', 'Break the Chain', '0', 'break-the-chain', '2026-07-28', 'Proto-punk', '[Verse 1]\r\nI got a hole in my shoe\r\nAnd a name they won\'t use\r\nTore off badge from my coat\r\nStill got rage in my throat\r\n\r\nBackdoor kicks at the pub\r\nMud on my hands from the curb\r\nYou want manners? I laughed\r\nI was born in the slap\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nNo clean hands\r\nNo safe plan\r\nToo much spit\r\nIn the can\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\nWe don\'t kneel, we don\'t bow\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nMum says, \"Come home, lad\"\r\nBut the room smells dead and bad\r\nClock says work, clock says pay\r\nI spit both clocks away\r\n\r\nYour fancy smile won\'t last\r\nWhen the bottle meets the glass\r\nWe got nothing to lose\r\nSo we bite, so we bruise\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nNo clean hands\r\nNo safe plan\r\nToo much spit\r\nIn the can\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\nWe don\'t kneel, we don\'t bow\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nTurn that key, hear it crack\r\nOld dog barking at the back\r\nIf they call us wreck and stain\r\nWe\'ll wear dirt like a chain\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\nWe don\'t kneel, we don\'t bow\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\nBreak the chain, break it now\r\nWe don\'t kneel, we don\'t bow\r\nBreak the chain, break it now', '', '[suno]204fc09c-0410-437f-bf3e-5e7def1c72b0[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]97c07b86-6aa4-421e-8dca-5388c4465156[/suno]', '2026-07-28 07:08:24', '2012,2013', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('646', '', 'Mango Moon', '0', 'mango-moon', '2026-07-28', 'Psychedelic', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found your name\r\nOn a peach skin page\r\nFolded in my coat\r\nFrom another age\r\n\r\nYour laugh came back\r\nLike a paper kite\r\nCaught in the fan\r\nOf the midnight light\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSpinning slow\r\nIn the jar glow\r\nMy hands go soft\r\nThen let it go\r\n\r\nThe room bends blue\r\nThen bends to you\r\nI lose my shoes\r\nI lose my view\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMango moon, take me through\r\nMango moon, I follow you\r\nTurn my head, make it new\r\nMango moon, mango moon\r\n\r\nMango moon, spill that gold\r\nMango moon, I lose control\r\nHold me up, let me float\r\nMango moon, mango moon\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYour echo wears\r\nA velvet ring\r\nBites my tongue\r\nThen starts to sing\r\n\r\nI ate the sun\r\nOff a porcelain plate\r\nNow my heartbeat\r\nIs a borrowed state\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSpinning slow\r\nIn the jar glow\r\nMy hands go soft\r\nThen let it go\r\n\r\nThe room bends blue\r\nThen bends to you\r\nI lose my shoes\r\nI lose my view\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMango moon, take me through\r\nMango moon, I follow you\r\nTurn my head, make it new\r\nMango moon, mango moon\r\n\r\nMango moon, spill that gold\r\nMango moon, I lose control\r\nHold me up, let me float\r\nMango moon, mango moon\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf I wake up\r\nDon’t call my name\r\nI’m in the seam\r\nOf the picture frame\r\n\r\nSend me a sign\r\nIn a key of green\r\nI’ll be the ghost\r\nInside the machine\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nMango moon, take me through\r\nMango moon, I follow you\r\nTurn my head, make it new\r\nMango moon, mango moon\r\n\r\nMango moon, spill that gold\r\nMango moon, I lose control\r\nHold me up, let me float\r\nMango moon, mango moon', '', '', '2026-07-28 07:24:34', '2016,2017', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('647', '', 'Crimson Kiss', '0', 'crimson-kiss', '2026-07-28', 'Vampiric', '[Verse]\r\nMidnight oil burning low\r\nMy heart a steady beat\r\nShadows dance a wicked show\r\nOn lonely city street\r\n\r\n[Prechorus]\r\nMoonlight drips like honey slow\r\nA hunger starts to grow\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCrimson kiss a sweet desire\r\nEternal flame a burning fire\r\nLost in time forever more\r\nKnocking at your chamber door\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nVelvet cloak and eyes so keen\r\nA whisper in the dark\r\nNever sleeping never seen\r\nLeaving just a bloody mark\r\n\r\n[Prechorus]\r\nYour pulse a rhythm soft and deep\r\nSecrets that the darkness keep\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCrimson kiss a sweet desire\r\nEternal flame a burning fire\r\nLost in time forever more\r\nKnocking at your chamber door', '', '[suno]74004ed6-1a92-4a5d-829b-16296479194c[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]d6ffad40-7759-4688-9c1d-0701e41a40e7[/suno]', '2026-07-28 07:34:53', '2018,2019', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('648', '', 'Moss in the Receiver', '0', 'moss-in-the-receiver', '2026-07-28', 'Lynchian', '[Verse 1]\r\nThe kettle went cold in the hall\r\nYour name on the tile by the sink\r\nI found a blackbird in the porch light\r\nStaring like it knew what you think\r\n\r\nA red wind moved through the curtains\r\nSoft as a secret in glass\r\nYou stood with your hand on the doorknob\r\nLike you’d heard somebody pass\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nDon’t turn around yet\r\nThe room is holding its breath\r\nDon’t say my name twice\r\nIt might not know what comes next\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nI hear you in the walls\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nStay with me till the fall\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe couch had a stain like a river\r\nThe mirror was leaning too far\r\nA dog with one eye in the driveway\r\nKept watching the car\r\n\r\nI traced your steps in the hallway\r\nThey ended at nothing but air\r\nThen all of the drawers started singing\r\nLike they were already there\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nDon’t turn around yet\r\nThe room is holding its breath\r\nDon’t say my name twice\r\nIt might not know what comes next\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nI hear you in the walls\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nStay with me till the fall\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nThere’s a light under the basement\r\nThere’s a key in the pie\r\nThere’s a face in the water\r\nThat wears your goodbye\r\n\r\nI touched it\r\nIt touched back\r\nSo soft, so cold, so clean\r\nThen the house folded open\r\nLike a mouth in a dream\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nI hear you in the walls\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nStay with me till the fall\r\n\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nMoss in the receiver\r\nDon’t let the static call', '', '[suno]cce004e6-541b-402b-9853-6c1b14f3d9c1[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]1e380b70-cc7e-41be-ad4c-39cb857b0e51[/suno]', '2026-07-28 07:46:04', '2020,2021', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/moss-in-the-receiver', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('649', '', 'Red Velvet Motel', '0', 'red-velvet-motel', '2026-07-28', 'Lynchian', '[Verse 1]\r\nI parked by the red velvet motel\r\nYour name on the ice machine\r\nThe clerk had a face like rain\r\nAnd a key that fit my dream\r\n\r\nI knocked on room thirteen\r\nYou said, “Come in, come in”\r\nThere was a fan turning slow\r\nAnd a violin under the skin\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe carpet knew my steps\r\nThe walls kept leaning in\r\nYou smiled with a paper mouth\r\nAnd the whole night turned to tin\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRed velvet motel\r\nDon’t tell me where you’ve been\r\nRed velvet motel\r\nI can hear you under my skin\r\nRed velvet motel\r\n(come back, come back)\r\nRed velvet motel\r\nI know that door opens again\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nA phone kept ringing once\r\nThen it drowned in the tub\r\nYour lipstick on the glass\r\nLike a warning, like a love\r\n\r\nThere was smoke in the lamp shade\r\nA blue bruise on the wall\r\nYou said, “Everybody leaves”\r\nBut I stayed through it all\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe ceiling started breathing\r\nThe mirror split in two\r\nYou laughed like a broken radio\r\nAnd I was made of glue\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRed velvet motel\r\nDon’t tell me where you’ve been\r\nRed velvet motel\r\nI can hear you under my skin\r\nRed velvet motel\r\n(come back, come back)\r\nRed velvet motel\r\nI know that door opens again\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIn the back lot, the night wore fur\r\nAnd the moon had a wired stare\r\nYou touched my wrist and vanished fast\r\nBut your perfume stayed in the air\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nRed velvet motel\r\nDon’t tell me where you’ve been\r\nRed velvet motel\r\nI can hear you under my skin\r\nRed velvet motel\r\n(come back, come back)\r\nRed velvet motel\r\nI know that door opens again', '', '', '2026-07-28 07:58:27', '2022,2023', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/red-velvet-motel', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('650', '', 'River Road', '0', 'river-road', '2026-07-28', 'Reggae', '[Verse 1]\r\nBoots on the dirt, dust on my jeans\r\nMama said, \"Son, keep it clean\"\r\nGot a tin roof beat and a mango tree\r\nA long slow road, but it carries me\r\n\r\nMorning light on the bamboo fence\r\nOld man smile and a six-string sense\r\nEvery hard day, it drifts away\r\nWhen the drum comes in, I’m okay\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSo I lift my hands up high\r\nLet the heavy sky roll by\r\nIf the load gets too much, I know\r\nThere’s a little place my heart can go\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nEasy now, easy now\r\nWe gon\' ride this river road\r\nEasy now, easy now\r\nLet the whole wide worry go\r\nHold me close, keep me near\r\nWe can dance our troubles clear\r\nEasy now, easy now\r\nWe gon\' ride this river road\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nRed clay shoes and a shirt half torn\r\nStill I laugh when the break of dawn\r\nKids on the lane with a ball of string\r\nSinging loud like they own the spring\r\n\r\nI seen storms, yeah, I seen rain\r\nSeen good friends walk through the flame\r\nBut the same moon rise, the same sea roll\r\nAnd that old sweet tune still saves my soul\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSo I lift my hands up high\r\nLet the heavy sky roll by\r\nIf the load gets too much, I know\r\nThere’s a little place my heart can go\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nEasy now, easy now\r\nWe gon\' ride this river road\r\nEasy now, easy now\r\nLet the whole wide worry go\r\nHold me close, keep me near\r\nWe can dance our troubles clear\r\nEasy now, easy now\r\nWe gon\' ride this river road\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nWhen the night comes down real slow\r\nAnd you don’t know where to go\r\nHear that heartbeat in the ground\r\nIt says, \"Child, turn around\"\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nEasy now, easy now\r\nWe gon\' ride this river road\r\nEasy now, easy now\r\nLet the whole wide worry go\r\nHold me close, keep me near\r\nWe can dance our troubles clear\r\nEasy now, easy now\r\nWe gon\' ride this river road', '', '[suno]f4e8e32d-7f2d-4536-9fef-18397086baaf[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]c13a1e06-5e8f-4cbc-ab98-f0c6d8cf92df[/suno]', '2026-07-28 14:05:51', '2024,2025', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/river-road', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('651', '', 'Backyard Rhythm', '0', 'backyard-rhythm', '2026-07-28', 'Reggae', '[Verse 1]\r\nSun on the fence\r\nMango drop soft\r\nBarefoot in the yard\r\nCool water in the cup\r\nMama call my name\r\nI answer, slow and sweet\r\nTrouble pass the gate\r\nWhen the rhythm meet my feet\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEasy now, easy\r\nLet the night come down\r\nHold me in the middle\r\nOf this little town\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCome back, come back\r\nTo the backyard rhythm\r\nCome back, come back\r\nWhere the hurt stop givin’\r\nCome back, come back\r\nAnd the heart keep singin’\r\nBackyard rhythm\r\nBackyard rhythm\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nBlue shirt on the line\r\nSwinging with the breeze\r\nBrother on the steps\r\nClapping on the two and three\r\nNeighbors got a smile\r\nPassing through the heat\r\nEven broken days\r\nCan learn to move their feet\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nEasy now, easy\r\nLet the night come down\r\nHold me in the middle\r\nOf this little town\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nCome back, come back\r\nTo the backyard rhythm\r\nCome back, come back\r\nWhere the hurt stop givin’\r\nCome back, come back\r\nAnd the heart keep singin’\r\nBackyard rhythm\r\nBackyard rhythm\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf the road get rough\r\nIf the rain stay long\r\nWe build a little fire\r\nAnd lean into the song\r\nOne love in the dust\r\nOne breath, one drum\r\nTill the morning show\r\nWhat the night become\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nCome back, come back\r\nTo the backyard rhythm\r\nCome back, come back\r\nWhere the hurt stop givin’\r\nCome back, come back\r\nAnd the heart keep singin’\r\nBackyard rhythm\r\nBackyard rhythm', '', '[suno]0209e159-dba7-494b-bf89-5abb6e1d763c[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]518f08ab-25c3-41c8-a8a3-dd37fa984f6a[/suno]', '2026-07-28 14:12:58', '2026,2027', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/backyard-rhythm', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('652', '', 'Hold on Tonight', '0', 'hold-on-tonight', '2026-07-28', 'Pop', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found your note\r\nUnder the door\r\nCoffee ring stain\r\nOn the second word\r\nYour truck is gone\r\nStill in the drive\r\nOne porch light burns\r\nLike it\'s keeping time\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd I keep standing here\r\nWith my hand on the rail\r\nLike you might come back\r\nLike the wind could tell\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHold on tonight\r\nHold on tonight\r\nI know your name\r\nStill in my mouth\r\nHold on tonight\r\nHold on tonight\r\nDon\'t let this house\r\nFall quiet now\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYour denim coat\r\nOn the hall chair\r\nMap of your hands\r\nStill hanging there\r\nThe radio clicks\r\nTo some old tune\r\nI leave it on\r\nSo it can speak for you\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd every room gets small\r\nWhen the rain starts up\r\nI hear your laugh\r\nIn a shaking cup\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHold on tonight\r\nHold on tonight\r\nI know your name\r\nStill in my mouth\r\nHold on tonight\r\nHold on tonight\r\nDon\'t let this house\r\nFall quiet now\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf you find the road\r\nAnd it pulls you through\r\nIf the dark gets long\r\nI\'ll be here for you\r\nI won\'t ask why\r\nI won\'t ask where\r\nJust come back home\r\nAnd find me there\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nHold on tonight\r\nHold on tonight\r\nI know your name\r\nStill in my mouth\r\nHold on tonight\r\nHold on tonight\r\nDon\'t let this house\r\nFall quiet now', '', '', '2026-07-28 14:27:02', '2028,2029', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('653', '', 'Paper Under Glass', '0', 'paper-under-glass', '2026-07-28', 'Rock', '[Verse 1]\r\nThey got a room with a lock\r\nAnd a map with a fold\r\nAll the names on the wall\r\nAre just blacked out in gold\r\n\r\nI saw the van by the curb\r\nSame plate, different stain\r\nHe said, \"Keep your head low\"\r\nLike he knew my name\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd the papers keep moving\r\nFrom hand to hand\r\nA little white lie\r\nIn a shaking fan\r\nThey smile too wide\r\nWhen the phone goes dead\r\nSomething\'s alive\r\nIn the things unsaid\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPaper under glass\r\nPaper under glass\r\nWe can see it all\r\nThrough the crack in the mask\r\nPaper under glass\r\nPaper under glass\r\nSay it low, say it fast\r\nThey don\'t like that\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThere\'s a red dot blink\r\nOn the corner store sign\r\nAnd a kid with a ring\r\nFor a face in decline\r\n\r\nYour sister said\r\nThere\'s a tape in the drawer\r\nWith the same two voices\r\nFrom the week before\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd the papers keep moving\r\nFrom hand to hand\r\nA little white lie\r\nIn a shaking fan\r\nThey smile too wide\r\nWhen the phone goes dead\r\nSomething\'s alive\r\nIn the things unsaid\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nPaper under glass\r\nPaper under glass\r\nWe can see it all\r\nThrough the crack in the mask\r\nPaper under glass\r\nPaper under glass\r\nSay it low, say it fast\r\nThey don\'t like that\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI traced the thread\r\nTo the river bend\r\nA pocket of ash\r\nAnd a borrowed friend\r\nIf they shut one door\r\nWe\'ll use the side\r\nIf they bury the truth\r\nIt won\'t stay buried alive\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nPaper under glass\r\nPaper under glass\r\nWe can see it all\r\nThrough the crack in the mask\r\nPaper under glass\r\nPaper under glass\r\nSay it low, say it fast\r\nThey don\'t like that\r\nPaper under glass\r\nPaper under glass\r\nWatch the whole thing crack\r\nWhen the room turns back', 'Used the Phantom DB track \"Western Values\" as inspo.\r\n\r\nwrite a conspiratorial Indie rock with post-punk influences song', '[suno]1633ba18-deea-475d-8ae9-feeae50063a5[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]56efd2fa-80bf-4a10-bbd5-6b80f8e51908[/suno]', '2026-07-28 14:56:06', '2030,2031', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('654', '', 'Shadows on the Wall', '0', 'shadows-on-the-walls', '2026-07-28', 'Rock', '[Verse 1]\r\nThey whisperin\' things\r\nBehind the closed doors\r\nSecret handshakes\r\nWhat\'s the score\r\nI see the signs\r\nScattered around\r\nNo one listenin\'\r\nNot a sound\r\n\r\n[Prechorus]\r\nMy head spinnin\'\r\nCan\'t get no rest\r\nThis whole damn world\r\nPut to the test\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nShadows on the wall\r\nTellin\' me lies\r\nThey buildin\' it up\r\nRight before my eyes\r\nWho\'s pullin\' the strings\r\nWho\'s makin\' the call\r\nShadows on the wall\r\nWatchin\' us all\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nNewsman grinnin\'\r\nToo clean too bright\r\nSomethin\' ain\'t right\r\nIn the pale moonlight\r\nGot my own sources\r\nWhispers in the dark\r\nLeaving their mark\r\nA tell-tale spark\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nShadows on the wall\r\nTellin\' me lies\r\nThey buildin\' it up\r\nRight before my eyes\r\nWho\'s pullin\' the strings\r\nWho\'s makin\' the call\r\nShadows on the wall\r\nWatchin\' us all\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nThey want us sleepin\'\r\nDumb and blind\r\nBut I\'m awake now\r\nLeft them behind\r\nCan\'t unsee it\r\nOnce you know the truth\r\nFrom my restless youth\r\nNo more excuse', 'Used \"The Boys Club\" as Inspo.\r\n\r\nwrite a conspiratorial Indie rock with power pop influences song', 'A\r\n[suno]ab7b9f0a-d4ce-4d8b-b475-a67baa3487fc[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]d7a1b45f-c5ab-4240-b368-ae563a467aab[/suno]', '2026-07-28 15:07:41', '2032,2033', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('655', '', 'Concrete Tomb', '0', 'concrete-tomb', '2026-07-28', 'Rock', '[Verse 1]\r\nSunrise rust and grit\r\nAnother day just starts\r\nSame damn sky same damn gray\r\nNo birds just sirens wail\r\nAlways sirens wail\r\nConcrete tomb my life\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhere\'s the light I scream\r\nWhere\'s the sun I ask\r\nJust this endless night\r\nJust this endless fight\r\nNo escape no peace\r\nConcrete tomb my life\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCrawl out of my hole\r\nSee the faces blank\r\nEmpty eyes staring\r\nNo one knows no one cares\r\nJust the hum of fear\r\nAlways hum of fear\r\n\r\n[Prechorus]\r\nGotta break free\r\nGotta get out\r\nThis ain\'t living\r\nThis ain\'t breathing\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWhere\'s the light I scream\r\nWhere\'s the sun I ask\r\nJust this endless night\r\nJust this endless fight\r\nNo escape no peace\r\nConcrete tomb my life\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nThey built these walls around us\r\nBrick by brick they choke\r\nStole our dreams our voices\r\nLeft us here to rot\r\nBut a fire still burns\r\nDeep down low inside', 'Used \"Two Bullets Left\" as Inspo\r\n\r\nwrite a dystopian alternative rock with grunge influences song', '[suno]70931732-11c0-4fed-92c5-c7c3857562be[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]1040c6d2-5232-48bb-95dc-a3f8f73038d5[/suno]', '2026-07-28 15:36:51', '2034,2035', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('656', '', 'Blue Velvet Door', '0', 'blue-velvet-door', '2026-07-28', 'Lynchian', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found a key in the corn\r\nStill warm in my palm\r\nYour red shoes on the sill\r\nAnd the dog started smiling\r\n\r\nThere was smoke in the milk\r\nAnd a song in the wall\r\nYou said, \"Don\'t open that door\"\r\nBut I already did\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe room leaned left\r\nThen it leaned right\r\nYour face went soft\r\nLike a broken porch light\r\n\r\nI heard my name\r\nThrough the floorboards thin\r\nAnd something inside me said\r\nLet it in\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nI can’t go back\r\nI want more\r\n\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nYou knock once\r\nI fall through the floor\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe television was sleeping\r\nIn a coat of black rain\r\nA man with no eyelids\r\nKept singing your name\r\n\r\nThe carpet was breathing\r\nLike a lung under glass\r\nI laughed at the ceiling\r\nTill the ceiling laughed back\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe hallway bent\r\nLike a bad excuse\r\nYour lipstick bloom\r\nOn a wire hanger noose\r\n\r\nI heard that hum\r\nIn my teeth again\r\nAnd something inside me said\r\nLet it in\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nI can’t go back\r\nI want more\r\n\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nYou knock once\r\nI fall through the floor\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nNow the moon wears a bruise\r\nAnd the bed’s got a pulse\r\nYour hands are two mirrors\r\nShowing me what I lost\r\n\r\nA trumpet cries\r\nFrom the drain in the sink\r\nI’m grinning in trouble\r\nAnd I know what you think\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nI can’t go back\r\nI want more\r\n\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nYou knock once\r\nI fall through the floor\r\n\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nBlue velvet door\r\nI’m inside now\r\nAnd I want more', 'Used Garmonbozia as Inspo\r\n\r\nwrite an unhinged Lynchian song', '', '2026-07-28 16:04:19', '2036,2037', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('657', '', 'SubSeven Infection', '0', 'subseven-infection', '2026-07-28', 'Britpop', '[Intro]\r\n[Synth-heavy 90s digital chiptune melody]\r\n[Sound of a dial-up modem handshake]\r\n[Sound of the ICQ \"Uh-Oh!\" notification]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nNinety-eight, sitting in a dark room\r\nStaring at the screen, chasing away the gloom\r\nLogged in to ICQ, waiting for a ping\r\nSending out a wave, waiting for the ring\r\n\"Hey there stranger, check out this file\"\r\nA little .exe, said with a digital smile\r\nI clicked \"Accept,\" anticipation so high\r\nBut the screen went black, beneath a neon sky.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nError code popping, a box on the glass\r\nI knew right then, I was out of my class\r\n(Whisper: Too late)\r\nThe cursor started dancing, a ghost in the code\r\nI felt the weight of a heavy payload.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSubSeven infection, deep in the core\r\nI wasn\'t the master of my PC anymore\r\nThe CD tray is flying, in and out, in and out\r\nThis is the end, I want to scream and SHOUT\r\nMy mouse is wild, running circles on the screen\r\nCaught in the trap of a teenage machine!\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI pulled the plug, trembling in the chair\r\nA ghost in the motherboard, breathing the air\r\nThey saw my files, they saw my private life\r\nCutting through my firewall just like a knife\r\nLittle bastard laughing from a server away\r\nRuined my night, turned my hair all gray\r\n(Giggles)\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo building]\r\nSystem crash—\r\nBlue screen of death—\r\nI’m losing control—\r\nWith every single breath!\r\nDisconnect the line!\r\nBurn the hard drive down!\r\nI’m the king of the glitch in this dead-end town!\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Distorted electronic glitch solo]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSubSeven infection, deep in the core\r\nI wasn\'t the master of my PC anymore\r\nThe CD tray is flying, in and out, in and out\r\nThis is the end, I want to scream and SHOUT\r\nMy mouse is wild, running circles on the screen\r\nCaught in the trap of a teenage machine!\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n(Breathy)\r\nIt\'s gone...\r\nThe screen is dark.\r\nOffline.\r\n(Sound of a modem disconnecting)\r\n[Fade out with digital static]', 'Britpop', '[suno]a26682c7-b6b9-489f-82c7-0aa7f907f3d8[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]51cf1f31-5617-4001-890a-b45f8b09bb2d[/suno]', '2026-07-28 16:51:05', '2038,2039', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('658', '', 'Not Even a Has-Been', '0', 'not-even-a-has-been', '2026-07-29', 'Roger', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, jazzy piano intro]\r\n[Male Vocal, smooth crooner style]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nSunset Boulevard is calling out my name,\r\nI’ve got the smile, I’ve got the look, I’ve got the game.\r\nI see my face upon the marquee, burning bright,\r\nA legend in the heights—oh, what a sight.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI’d be an object of desire, yes indeed,\r\nThe kind of star that every desperate heart would need.\r\nMy velvet voice would set the whole world on fire,\r\nClimbing ever higher, on a golden wire.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nBut there’s a tiny, microscopic flaw in the plan,\r\nI’m just a middle-aged, unremarkable man.\r\nI’ve got the tuxedo, I’ve got the tie,\r\nBut the agents just look... and then they walk by.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, I’m not even a has-been,\r\n‘Cause I never really was!\r\nJust a local guy with a rusty song,\r\nSinging to the bathroom door, just because.\r\nI’m not a legend, I’m not a trend,\r\nI’m a budget-bin dream that’s about to end.\r\n(laughs)\r\nI’m not even a has-been...\r\n‘Cause I never even start-ed.\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nI practiced my bow in the hall for an hour,\r\nI took a cold, dramatic, lonely shower.\r\nMy autograph’s nice, it’s got a lovely loop,\r\nBut the only thing I’m leading is a pigeon coop.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Tempo building, brass section swells]\r\nOne day they’ll notice the glint in my eye!\r\nOr maybe they’ll notice I’m just a nice guy.\r\nNo fame, no fortune, no fan-base parade,\r\nJust a man with a mic—and a lemonade.\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Upbeat, comedic trumpet solo]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nNo, I’m not even a has-been,\r\n‘Cause I never really was!\r\nJust a local guy with a rusty song,\r\nSinging to the bathroom door, just because.\r\nI’m not a legend, I’m not a trend,\r\nI’m a budget-bin dream that’s about to end.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Soft piano chords]\r\nYeah, I never really was...\r\n(whisper) A has-been...\r\nI’m more of a \"never-gonna-be.\"\r\n[Piano final note: slightly out of tune]\r\n[End]\r\n', '', '[suno]5590cbf6-912f-4780-b339-3ba08b2c47d3[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]f78ad471-b944-453d-a6a8-b27159a1955d[/suno]', '2026-07-29 17:36:17', '2040,2041', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('659', '', 'In-Out In-Out We Go', '0', 'in-out-in-in-out-we-go', '2026-07-31', 'Pop', '[Chorus]\r\nGive me that old ultraviolence\r\nCold and clean\r\nMilk and knives\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nWalking white boots\r\nMy three brothers wait by the canal\r\nFresh cut smiles\r\nReady for a bit of the red\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nLook at me now\r\nLook at us now\r\nSparking up the terror\r\nWatching how they quiver\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nGive me that old ultraviolence\r\nCold and clean\r\nMilk and knives\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nSpinning the Ludwig van disc\r\nLicking blood from the plastic rings\r\nThe master rings\r\nTinkling like a diamond rain\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nLook at me now\r\nLook at us now\r\nSparking up the terror\r\nWatching how they quiver\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nViddy the shine on the blade\r\nViddy the line in the street\r\nViddy the time on the wall\r\nNothing keeps me down\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nGive me that old ultraviolence\r\nCold and clean\r\nMilk and knives\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\n\r\n[Post-Chorus]\r\nIn-out\r\nIn-out\r\nSharp like a needle\r\nSweet like a sin\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nGive me that old ultraviolence\r\nCold and clean\r\nMilk and knives\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\nIn-out-in-out we go\r\n\r\n-----------\r\n\r\nOld Ultraviolence\r\n\r\n[Intro]\r\n[Key: G major | Tempo: 125 BPM | Time: 4/4]\r\n[Bars 1-4: Clean, syncopated, palm-muted guitar riff over driving eighth-note bass and tight hi-hats]\r\n[Bars 5-8: Second guitar enters with a bright, single-note melodic counterpoint]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[Sparse, punchy arrangement. Bass locks with the dry kick drum. Spoken-word delivery]\r\nWhite boots scraping on the cold grey stones\r\nMy three droogs chilling right down to the bone\r\nFresh-cut smiles in the Korova night\r\nJust a bit of the dark, just a bit of the light\r\nWe step through the fog by the quiet canal\r\nNo rules to break, no story to tell\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[Hi-hats open up. Guitar counterpoint gets more urgent, building tension]\r\nLook at me now\r\nLook at us now\r\nSparking up the terror\r\nWatching how they quiver\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Full arrangement. Guitars open into bright, jangly G major chords. Melodic singing]\r\nGive me that old ultraviolence\r\nCold and clean, it\'s a science\r\nMoloko plus the knives on the shelf\r\nThe old in-out, just a shadow of myself\r\nWatch the red, red kroovy flow\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[Back to the sparse, palm-muted groove. Spoken-word delivery]\r\nSpinning the Ludwig van platter tonight\r\nLicking clean blood in the flashing light\r\nThe master rings, oh the master sings\r\nTinkling down like diamond rings\r\nA tolchock here and a tolchock there\r\nNo one is running, nobody cares\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[Tension builds. Bass drives hard on the eighth notes]\r\nLook at me now\r\nLook at us now\r\nSparking up the terror\r\nWatching how they quiver\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Drums drop to a driving floor tom beat. Bass stays steady. Guitars play sparse, ringing notes]\r\nViddy the shine on the razor blade\r\nViddy the mess that the masters made\r\nViddy the clock ticking on the wall\r\nNothing keeps me down, I can take it all\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break]\r\n[Guitars take center stage. The two tracks intertwine with bright, interlocking melodic counterpoints over the driving rhythm section]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n(Full energy, bright chords, melodic singing)\r\nGive me that old ultraviolence\r\nCold and clean, it\'s a science\r\nMoloko plus the knives on the shelf\r\nThe old in-out, just a shadow of myself\r\nWatch the red, red kroovy flow\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Music begins to strip back to just the bass, drums, and the initial palm-muted riff]\r\nThe old in-out...\r\nSharp like a needle.\r\nSweet like a sin.\r\n[Final sharp, dry snare hit on the 1 beat]\r\n', '', '<iframe width=\"100%\" height=\"166\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"no\" allow=\"autoplay; encrypted-media\" src=\"https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/soundcloud%3Atracks%3A2372456147%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-Umw3MSCaitP&color=%23ff5500&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false&show_teaser=true\"></iframe><div style=\"font-size: 10px; color: #cccccc;line-break: anywhere;word-break: normal;overflow: hidden;white-space: nowrap;text-overflow: ellipsis; font-family: Interstate,Lucida Grande,Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Sans,Garuda,Verdana,Tahoma,sans-serif;font-weight: 100;\"><a href=\"https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength\" title=\"Same Wavelength\" target=\"_blank\" style=\"color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;\">Same Wavelength</a> · <a href=\"https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/in-out_in-out_we_go/s-Umw3MSCaitP\" title=\"In-Out In-Out We Go\" target=\"_blank\" style=\"color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;\">In-Out In-Out We Go</a></div>\r\n\r\nOld Ultraviolence\r\n[suno]051847f7-3158-440b-a00a-4a1ab00aa10f[/suno]', '2026-07-31 05:21:50', '2044,2045,2046,2047,2048,2049', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/in-out_in-out_we_go', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('660', '', 'Shadow of the Brick and Stone', '0', 'shadow-of-the-brick-and-stone', '2026-08-01', '70s Jazz Funk Soul', '[Intro]\r\n[Up-tempo Jazz-Funk]\r\n[Driving bassline]\r\n[Bright brass stabs]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nConcrete flowers, cracked and dry\r\nWatch the smoke paint up the sky\r\nMr. Johnson\'s on the corner, leanin\' low\r\nGot a bottle in a bag, nowhere else to go\r\nHe used to be a foreman, pride in his stride\r\nNow he’s drowning all the demons he keeps deep inside\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe rhythm of the pavement—it’s a heavy sound\r\nCaught in the cycle, spinning \'round and \'round\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, living in the shadow of the brick and stone\r\nSearching for a spirit that you’ve never known\r\nThe amber liquid whispers, \"I’ll make you feel free\"\r\nBut it’s just another shackle, can’t you see?\r\n(Keep it moving)\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nSun goes down, neon lights start to flicker\r\nThe glass keeps tipping, man, the night gets thicker\r\nMama’s in the window, she’s watching the street\r\nTapping out a nervous, rhythm with her feet\r\nAnother payday ghost, another dream deferred\r\nThe truth is in the bottle, but it’s never heard\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThe rhythm of the sirens—it’s a restless sound\r\nCaught in the cycle, spinning \'round and \'round\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, living in the shadow of the brick and stone\r\nSearching for a spirit that you’ve never known\r\nThe amber liquid whispers, \"I’ll make you feel free\"\r\nBut it’s just another shackle, can’t you see?\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Saxophone Solo]\r\n[Building intensity]\r\nIt’s a long, long road—\r\nTo nowhere at all\r\nJust waiting for the gavel\r\nWaiting for the fall\r\n(Yeah, break it down now)\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[Funky wah-wah pedal]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, living in the shadow of the brick and stone\r\nSearching for a spirit that you’ve never known\r\nThe amber liquid whispers, \"I’ll make you feel free\"\r\nBut it’s just another shackle, can’t you see?\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nKeep on walking...\r\nKeep on searching...\r\n(Don\'t let it take you)\r\nYeah, the bottle’s got no answers\r\n(No answers)\r\nJust a bitter, bitter taste\r\nStay strong, brother\r\nStay strong.\r\n[Fade out with brass hits and driving bass]', 'Style:\r\nstraightforward, up-tempo soul jazz-funk arrangement defined by punchy horns, tight rhythm sections, flute, and classic mid-70s groove production. 118 BPM\r\n\r\na 1970s up-tempo jazz-funk soul track about living in the ghetto and observations about people trapped in alcoholism', '[suno]eb6b1b46-60cc-4a05-b5fe-eed585f6c289[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]e3f90fb0-7ee1-42c1-89b2-e225c724afbc[/suno]', '2026-08-01 01:38:40', '2050,2051', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/shadow-of-the-brick-and-stone', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('661', '', 'Mushroom Carousel', '0', 'mushroom-carousel', '2026-08-02', 'psychedelic', '[Verse 1]\r\nI found a kite in the rye\r\nWith a silver fish on the tail\r\nIt tugged me into the lane\r\nWhere the apples learned to dance\r\n\r\nA moss-green cat on the fence\r\nWas wearing my old straw hat\r\nIt blinked three moons in a row\r\nThen pointed me down the path\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nOh, the hedges leaned in close\r\nAnd the roses said, \"Come on\"\r\nMy pockets filled with crumbs\r\nFrom a song I hadn\'t sung\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRoll me, mushroom carousel\r\nSpin me where the daybells ring\r\nRoll me, mushroom carousel\r\nI forgot a lovely thing\r\nLa-la, turn the wheel\r\nLa-la, let it fly\r\nRoll me, mushroom carousel\r\nUnder the peppermint sky\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nIn the pond, my face came back\r\nWearing somebody else\'s grin\r\nThe tadpoles wore tiny crowns\r\nAnd bowed to the reeds again\r\n\r\nA jar of rain on the stoop\r\nHeld a whole brass storm inside\r\nI shook it once, then I laughed\r\nWhen the thunder learned to hide\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nOh, the chimney started to hum\r\nAnd the garden took a bow\r\nI followed a ribbon of wind\r\nPast the sleeping ox and plow\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRoll me, mushroom carousel\r\nSpin me where the daybells ring\r\nRoll me, mushroom carousel\r\nI forgot a lovely thing\r\nLa-la, turn the wheel\r\nLa-la, let it fly\r\nRoll me, mushroom carousel\r\nUnder the peppermint sky\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI saw my name in a pond\r\nWrit in ripples and tea\r\nIt said, \"You were never lost\r\nYou were just a little seed\"\r\n\r\nSo I put on the moon\'s old coat\r\nAnd I walked through the clover haze\r\nTill the morning unpinned itself\r\nFrom the hem of yesterday\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nRoll me, mushroom carousel\r\nSpin me where the daybells ring\r\nRoll me, mushroom carousel\r\nI remembered everything\r\nLa-la, turn the wheel\r\nLa-la, let it fly\r\nRoll me, mushroom carousel\r\nUnder the peppermint sky', 'Insop: Miss Magnificent and Parasol Day', '[suno]a1c2fdd5-678b-4139-8d36-fa398fd08b1b[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]e59a6f0e-f3cf-4d84-9854-be8810e73be4[/suno]', '2026-08-02 22:51:45', '2053,2054', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('662', '', 'Sailing on the Thames', '0', 'sailing-on-the-thames', '2026-08-02', 'psychedelic', '[Intro]\r\n[Jangling 12-string guitar melody]\r\n[Hypnotic flute solo]\r\n[Dreamy, ethereal atmosphere]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nDrift along the riverside.\r\nSailing on the Thames tonight.\r\nThe water turns to liquid glass,\r\nWatch the velvet shadows pass.\r\nThe city lights are CANDY-bright (candy-bright),\r\nGlowing in the fading light.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nClose your eyes, the world is shifting,\r\nThrough the mist, our boat is drifting.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, follow the sound of the silver stream,\r\nWoven inside of a waking dream.\r\nPast the bridges, past the gold,\r\nSecrets that the night will hold.\r\n(Float away, float away)\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nPaper moons are hanging low,\r\nWhere the willow branches grow.\r\nCan you hear the music play,\r\nChasing all the clouds away?\r\nIt’s a kaleidoscopic TIDE,\r\nNowhere left for us to hide.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Flute solo intensifies]\r\n[Tempo building]\r\nThe colors bleed into the gray...\r\nEverything is melting away.\r\nSee the stars begin to spin,\r\nLet the velvet night begin!\r\n\r\n[Solo]\r\n[Jangling guitar and flute interplay]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, follow the sound of the silver stream,\r\nWoven inside of a waking dream.\r\nPast the bridges, past the gold,\r\nSecrets that the night will hold.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nDrift... away...\r\nSailing on the Thames tonight (Thames tonight).\r\n[Soft flute fade out]\r\n[Jangling guitar chord rings out]\r\n[Ending]', 'Inspo: Carousel of Joy & Rooftop Dreams', '[suno]4ccd11f5-f6c4-49e6-b12b-e510959ac9f5[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]5d99a91b-ea91-4ac2-83b2-48ab495a36a3[/suno]', '2026-08-02 23:14:50', '2055,2056', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('663', '', 'A Nebula of Pure Bliss', '0', 'a-nebula-of-pure-bliss', '2026-08-03', 'psychedelic', '[Verse]\r\nWoke up in a puddle of sunshine\r\nMy head felt like a wobbly lime\r\nThe cat was wearing tiny boots\r\nPlaying a flute\r\n\r\n[Prechorus]\r\nColors drippin down the wall\r\nHearin a cosmic siren call\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRainbow road trip my mind takes flight\r\nPast purple mountains shining bright\r\nUnicorns are doing the twist\r\nIn a nebula of pure bliss\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nMy coffee cup began to sing\r\nAbout a butterfly with a diamond wing\r\nThe toaster offered me advice\r\nIt said \"Life\'s a spice\"\r\n\r\n[Prechorus]\r\nGravity feels like a suggestion\r\nNo time for any question\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nRainbow road trip my mind takes flight\r\nPast purple mountains shining bright\r\nUnicorns are doing the twist\r\nIn a nebula of pure bliss', '', 'A\r\n[suno]7abdc6e6-c6f1-4075-a559-18b4cdbae5ff[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]d27dea37-87ec-412a-bf66-c55f08c25c2b[/suno]', '2026-08-03 19:49:06', '2059,2060,2061,2062', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('664', '', 'Bessie on the Airwaves', '0', 'bessie-on-the-airwaves', '2026-08-03', 'Indie', '[Verse 1]\r\n[Slow, folksy acoustic guitar]\r\nIn a little cottage where the roses climb,\r\nLived young Bessie in a quieter time.\r\nNo web to surf, no screens aglow,\r\nJust fields and skies and a gentle flow.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Slightly faster, playful banjo]\r\nBut Bessie dreamed of voices new,\r\nA signal strong, a world askew.\r\nSo she grabbed her trusty CB gear,\r\nReady to shout and make it clear!\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[Acoustic guitar, a bit more upbeat]\r\nVoices crackled, codes unknown,\r\n“Ten-four,” they said, through static blown.\r\nShe heard “roger” and thought, “Oh my!\r\nThat’s an invite — I’ll give it a try!”\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[Tempo builds, anticipation]\r\nShe tuned her ears, then took a breath,\r\nReady to leap, no fear of death.\r\nWith trembling hands, she pressed the key—\r\nAnd spoke her call out loud and free:\r\n \r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Faster, banjo twang]\r\nHey ho, Roger me rigid!\r\nBessie’s first words on the radio gigged!\r\nHey ho, Roger me rigid!\r\nA cheeky call that got folks big grins!\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Soft acoustic]\r\nThe airwaves hummed, then burst with cheer,\r\nAs Bessie’s voice rang far and near...\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Banjo bright and lively]\r\nHey ho, Roger me rigid!\r\nHer call went out, the crowd was big!\r\nHey ho, Roger me rigid!\r\nA southern girl and her radio gig!\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Fade out with gentle guitar and banjo]\r\nLaughter echoed through the night,\r\nAs Bessie’s words took flight...\r\n[Sound of a record scratch]\r\n\r\n', '', '', '2026-08-03 22:18:14', '2105,2106,2063,2064,2065,2066', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/bessie-on-the-airwaves', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('665', '', 'Katie Regrets', '0', 'katie-regrets', '2026-08-03', 'Indie', '[Verse 1]\r\nSpit in a tube for a discount price\r\nA glimpse at paradise\r\nA key to what’s inside\r\nNowhere for your secrets to hide\r\nShe’s got a map of where she’s been\r\nTattooed on her skin\r\nBut the legend’s in a code so mean\r\nYeah, the message is obscene\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd the email pings, the future sings\r\nOh, what ugly, lovely things it brings!\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, Katie regrets that she had her DNA done!\r\nUnzipped her life for a bit of fun!\r\nFound a king in her family tree\r\nNow he’s texting her for a royalty fee!\r\nOh, Katie regrets that she had her DNA done!\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nTurns out she’s 2% ancient fly\r\nCompound eye\r\nAnd 5% from a frozen sea\r\nAnd a cousin in Dundee\r\nHe’s got her nose and her taste for gin\r\nSays, “Hey, cousin, let me come on in!”\r\nNow her inbox is a crying shame\r\nA genealogical claim\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd the data drifts on a digital sea\r\nOh, who the hell is she supposed to be?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, Katie regrets that she had her DNA done!\r\nUnzipped her life for a bit of fun!\r\nFound a king in her family tree\r\nNow he’s texting her for a royalty fee!\r\nOh, Katie regrets that she had her DNA done!\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nHelix, spiral, breaking free\r\nWhat’s inside of you and me?\r\nData mining, fate designing\r\nNo use whining, no use whining\r\n23 and me, and thee, and everybody\r\n\r\n[Chorus - Outro]\r\nOh, Katie regrets that she had her DNA done!\r\nUnzipped her life for a bit of fun!\r\nFound a king in her family tree\r\nNow he’s texting her constantly!\r\nOh, Katie regrets…\r\n\r\n“Turns out grandma knew a duke… or was it a cook?…\r\nIt’s all in the book…\r\n98% neanderthal…\r\ngimme a call…\r\nhaplogroup blues…\r\noh, Katie lost her shoes…\r\nin the gene pool…\r\nshe broke the rule…”', '', 'A\r\n[suno]54f2aa78-04af-43e9-aab2-d0fd3b836b2a[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]71b5f16f-2b14-4479-a22a-77a2962cfd59[/suno]', '2026-08-03 23:17:42', '2067,2068', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/katie-regrets', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('666', '', 'I Should\'ve Known Better', '0', 'i-shouldve-known-better', '2026-08-05', 'ballad', '[Verse]\r\nI should have known better\r\nthan to mess with a girl like you\r\nperfect parts, all lined up clean\r\njust a mind behind the mask\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI should\'ve known better\r\nthan to buy the act you were selling\r\ndead straight stare, no blink, no slip\r\nlike you had nothing to hide\r\nI should\'ve known better\r\nthan to let those red flags hang on the wall\r\nnow I\'m pacing the room\r\nwith your name still stuck in my phone\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI told myself I had it handled\r\nsaid I could read between the lines\r\nbut you kept your cards tucked in your sleeve\r\nand I was buying every line\r\nnow I\'m staring at my phone again\r\nlike it\'ll tell me what I missed\r\nguess I wanted what you showed me\r\nnot the part you let slip through the cracks\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nI should\'ve known better\r\nthan to buy the act you were selling\r\ndead straight stare, no blink, no slip\r\nlike you had nothing to hide\r\nI should\'ve known better\r\nthan to let those red flags hang on the wall\r\nnow I\'m pacing the room\r\nwith your name still stuck in my phone\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nYeah, I should\'ve known better\r\nshould\'ve trusted that quiet in the back of my head\r\nnext time I see a perfect front\r\nI\'m not staying long enough to get burned again\r\nI should\'ve known better\r\nbut I know now, I know now', 'blue-eyed soul', 'A\r\n[suno]e1e0bede-6c49-4aab-967d-9fbacc4c67e1[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]446fc2f5-8db5-402c-b249-c17244de8634[/suno]\r\n\r\nBlue eyed soul versions\r\nC\r\n[suno]3f4cc83c-3fac-4f82-a548-28494eda3727[/suno]\r\nD\r\n[suno]9f5394bd-2f75-44cf-b7d4-0bc1fe7411bc[/suno]', '2026-08-05 17:06:53', '2069,2070,2071,2072,2099,2100,2101,2102', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/i-shouldve-known-better', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('667', '', 'Cuffs in the Rain', '0', 'cuffs-in-the-rain', '2026-08-05', 'Synthwave', '[Intro]\r\n[Slow, melancholic synth]\r\n[Dark atmosphere]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nThe rain is blurring out the neon road\r\nJust a simple job, I’m carrying the load\r\nSix hours to Wales, keep the speed steady\r\nMy heart’s a drum, I wasn’t ready\r\nThe radio hums a song I used to know\r\nWatch the shadows dance, watch the miles go.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nThree months to the games, the stage, the light\r\nMy muscles burning in the dead of night\r\nAll that iron, all that sweat, all that pride\r\nNowhere to run, and nowhere to hide.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Building intensity]\r\nThen the mirror lights start talking\r\nBlue and red, and I can’t keep walking\r\nThey cut right through the glass\r\nI know this is where I crash\r\nGoodbye to the podium, goodbye to the gold\r\nOne bad turn and the whole thing’s cold.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nShould’ve said no, should’ve walked away\r\nWhy did I listen? Why did I play?\r\nSix months of iron walls, a different kind of cell\r\nTrading the Canada dream for this private hell\r\nI see the officer stepping out in the rain\r\n(oh, the rain)\r\nHe’s walking slow, bringing me the pain.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[Fast, frantic tempo]\r\nHands on the wheel, and they won’t stay still\r\nI’m trying to breathe, but I’m climbing uphill\r\nStomach in knots, mouth gone dry\r\nEvery second loud, every mile too tight\r\nSteel in my arms, but I’m coming apart\r\nSouthbound now and the sirens start\r\n[Long, heavy silence]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[Loud, desperate]\r\nOh, the mirror lights are talking\r\nBlue and red, and I’m still not stopping\r\nThey cut right through the glass\r\nI know this is where I crash\r\nGoodbye to the podium, goodbye to the gold\r\nOne bad turn and the whole thing’s cold.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[Slow, breathy]\r\nJust a favour...\r\n(a favour)\r\nJust a ride...\r\nAnd that’s where it ends.\r\nNo medals here.\r\nNo second chance.\r\nJust cuffs in the rain.\r\nGoodbye Canada...\r\nGoodbye.\r\n[Fade out with the sound of rain]', 'Cinematic Synthwave, Dark Electronica, Tense, Pulsing Bassline, Moody Analog Synths, Wet Asphalt Textures, English Male Vocals, Driving Rhythm, 110 BPM, Minor Key, Somber Reflection\r\n', 'Remake this\r\n\r\nA\r\n[suno]9c483ca3-1913-49a8-b571-3dab066e20a0[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]9c483ca3-1913-49a8-b571-3dab066e20a0[/suno]', '2026-08-05 18:13:22', '2073,2074', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('668', '', 'Copy of a Copy', '0', 'copy-of-a-copy', '2026-08-06', 'Indie', '[Intro]\r\n[clean electric guitar percussive riff, tight drums, punchy bass]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[rhythmic male vocals]\r\nUnrecorded, colourless, blurred in the cracks\r\nOne-way ticket, tiny suitcase, panic attack\r\nStanding still, signals flicker, fingers in my hand\r\nFeeling like a copy of a copy I once planned\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, belted vocals, layered harmonies]\r\nLost in the lobby, can\'t find my face\r\nShadows chase me but they can\'t keep pace\r\nI see nothing, I see nothing\r\nI see something, I see more\r\nI see something but I\'ve seen it all before\r\n[vocalizing] Oh-oh-oh-oh\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[bass and drums continue, guitar plays staccato chords]\r\nRed-eye reminders, routine on repeat every day (every day)\r\nI slip, I trip, I drift, I skip\r\nStrange decisions, subtle collisions, streets that twist and slip\r\nOne word, two words, na-na-na-oh\r\nI double back instead of calling out\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[driving energy, crash cymbals]\r\nLost in the lobby, can\'t find my face\r\nShadows chase me but they can\'t keep pace\r\nI see nothing, I see nothing\r\nI see something, I see more\r\nI see something but I\'ve seen it all before\r\n[vocalizing] Oh-oh-oh-oh\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[drums drop to half-time feel, guitar feedback swell]\r\nHours tumble, tumble over, silent glance\r\nMy hands, your hands, searching for the switches\r\nNever ending, never ending, never ending night\r\nCircling, circling, no reason, no rhyme\r\nElevator numbers cycling, stuck between floors\r\nSmiling stranger, too-too many questions\r\nNo answers, just glances trading places\r\nI sit, I split, I slip through new spaces\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full intensity, layered vocal harmonies]\r\nLost in the lobby, can\'t find my face\r\nShadows chase me but they can\'t keep pace\r\nI see nothing, I see nothing\r\nI see something, I see more\r\nI see something but I\'ve seen it all before\r\n[Outro]\r\n[vocalizing] Oh-oh-oh-oh\r\n[final guitar chord rings out]', 'Indie rock with a driving, syncopated groove, A clean electric guitar plays a rhythmic, percussive riff using muted strums and sharp accents, The bass guitar follows the kick drum with a punchy, mid-forward tone, Drums feature a tight, dry snare and a consistent eighth-note hi-hat pattern, Male vocals are delivered in a rhythmic, almost spoken-word style in the verses, shifting to a powerful, belted tenor in the choruses with layered harmonies, The arrangement includes subtle synth pads and occasional guitar feedback swells, The tempo is 128 BPM in the key of E Major', 'A\r\n[suno]99e25288-fe56-484b-b339-3d48198b88b6[/suno]\r\n\r\nB\r\n[suno]14d72d53-d49f-48ce-968b-b163d47b6a48[/suno]\r\n\r\nDemo\r\n[suno]d1da0528-f80b-4e42-ae06-d93168c2665c[/suno]\r\n', '2026-08-06 01:45:55', '2075,2076,2077', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('669', '', 'Rewind, Recite', '0', 'rewind-recite', '2026-08-06', 'Indie', '[Intro]\r\n[staccato electric guitar, driving drum beat, melodic bassline]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[male vocals]\r\nUp from the bed, morning comes\r\nLast night\'s news, where did it go?\r\nBusketful of folded, fading ink\r\nLeft my keys somewhere in the kitchen maybe\r\nIt could have been\r\nDoes it matter really? Songs begin\r\nCoffee rings on the table, repeat, repeat\r\nTap into the white noise, repeating names\r\nRepeating names, just talk\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[overdriven guitars enter, full band energy]\r\nInsignificant talking points I spin, I say, I follow along\r\nInsignificant talking points I turn, I turn and move along\r\nRewind, recite and let it go\r\nJust lines, just noise, just overflow\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[staccato guitar rhythm returns]\r\nYesterday\'s jacket, wrong season\r\nRadio humming low, tangled wires in my pocket\r\nStart again, start to walk slow\r\nForgetting what I just remembered\r\nRemembering what I ought to forget\r\nMy neighbor\'s voice through the vent\r\nSomething, something, something said\r\nFumbled coins on the counter, repeat, repeat\r\nQuestions with no answers, do I notice, do I care? Just talk\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band, heavy crash cymbals]\r\nInsignificant talking points I spin, I say, I follow along\r\nInsignificant talking points I turn, I turn and move along\r\nRewind, recite and let it go\r\nJust lines, just noise, just overflow\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[drums drop to a steady pulse, rhythmic vocal delivery]\r\nBreak it down, break the lines\r\nBreak my day into pieces\r\nBreak the silence just to fill it\r\nSpeak and speak and still say nothing\r\nRattling jaw in the door\r\nLoose change, loose plans, loose ends\r\nMy shoes untied, my phone\'s on the floor\r\nStatic and static and lost\r\nI repeat myself, I repeat myself\r\nIs someone listening? Is someone there?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[maximum volume, layered guitars]\r\nInsignificant talking points I spin, I say, I follow along\r\nInsignificant talking points I turn, I turn and move along\r\nRewind, recite and let it go\r\nJust lines, just noise, just overflow\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[guitars spinning in circles]\r\nSpin round, spin round, spin round\r\nSpin round, spin round, spin round\r\nMaybe I care, maybe I don\'t\r\nMaybe we all just talk and talk\r\nWaiting for the meaning, filling in the sound\r\nJust talk, just talk, just talk\r\n[final drum hit]', 'Indie rock with power pop influences. Features a driving drum kit with a prominent snare, a melodic electric bass, and multiple layers of electric guitars including clean arpeggios and overdriven rhythm tracks. A male lead vocal delivers rhythmic, syncopated lines with occasional backing harmonies. The tempo is 128 BPM in 4/4 time. The arrangement uses staccato guitar stabs and a walking bassline during verses, transitioning to sustained power chords and crash-heavy drumming in the choruses. A bridge section features a breakdown with rhythmic vocal delivery and building guitar layers.', 'A\r\n[suno]bab66e25-2963-4e3d-890c-fdbda709655a[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]2f649884-0d68-48a1-8b69-bb7e739e7281[/suno]\r\nDemo\r\n[suno]021d0e4a-6559-40ca-8841-efced00f91de[/suno]', '2026-08-06 02:08:04', '2078,2079,2080', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('670', '', 'Leave Me Alone Please', '0', 'leave-me-alone-please', '2026-08-06', 'Indie', '[Intro]\r\n[jangly, slightly off-kilter electric guitar riff, choppy open strings, driving drums, bass enters]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[raspy male vocals]\r\nWhite lines on the wall\r\nIt\'s late, I\'m still here\r\nI left the kettle on too long\r\nFingerprints on the fridge door glass\r\nEvery question circles\r\nWide awake, wide I call\r\nMy words floating upward\r\nTwo mugs in the sink, still warm\r\nGo on, just leave\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[aggressive shouted vocals, heavy crash cymbals, trebly guitars buzzing through the chords]\r\nBack up, back up, out of my room\r\nYeah, sure, you know me so well\r\nBack up, back up, give me the space\r\nI’d like the door to work for once\r\nBack up, back up, out of my room\r\nI said it flat, I said it fine\r\nBack up, back up, give me the space\r\nGo on, do the dramatic exit\r\n\r\n[Instrumental Break]\r\n[staccato guitar stabs with a slight chime, chiming offbeat strums, driving drum beat]\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[raspy male vocals]\r\nI\'ve heard footsteps\r\nEmpty shoes by the door\r\nI counted every crack in the kitchen floor\r\nI said your name, but forgot\r\nWhat it was for\r\nJust shadows and silence\r\nThe world narrowed\r\nCorners I don\'t recognize\r\nI watched you pack the towels, remember you\'re gone\r\nRemember you\'re gone\r\nJust leave me alone, I said it twice\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[shouted vocals, wiry guitars cutting through the drums]\r\nBack up, back up, out of my room\r\nDon’t make me spell it out again\r\nBack up, back up, give me the space\r\nI’m done with your hands on my life\r\nBack up, back up, out of my room\r\nI hear you, I just won\'t react\r\nBack up, back up, give me the space\r\nJust go now, let me breathe\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[vocals become more melodic then build in intensity]\r\nAlone\'s not a sentence, it\'s an answer\r\nI pulled the curtain, shut out the color\r\nI built this place for no one but myself\r\nI built this place for myself\r\nLEAVE OUT!\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[high-intensity shouting, heavy distortion, scratchy jangling guitars]\r\nBack up, back up, out of my room\r\nI said it plain, I said it loud\r\nBack up, back up, give me the space\r\nYou know this place is mine right now\r\nBack up, back up, out of my room\r\nDon’t make me repeat it again\r\nBack up, back up, give me the space\r\nJust go now, let me in\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[sustained vocal scream, feedback, guitar with a final discordant jangle]\r\nTwo words hang heavy\r\nWhite lines, white lines\r\nGo on, just leave, just leave\r\nALONE!\r\n[heavy guitar chords, final drum hit]\r\n', 'Used: \"Not Worth a Mention\", \"Rewind Recite\" and \"Copy of a Copy\" as Inspo', 'More acceptable indie rock versions.\r\nA\r\n[suno]5795347b-b8da-429d-b584-394a3ae831e6[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]f33756f1-96c9-4723-bac0-72ef8f8f6ad1[/suno]\r\n\r\nThe unwanted heavier rock versions \r\nC\r\n[suno]34f3313c-8579-4b12-b61b-05d1a20395ef[/suno]\r\nD\r\n[suno]89ac0204-f20b-4dfa-b134-6ae8744f5c21[/suno]\r\nDemo\r\n[suno]6dfc4463-6fe4-46ea-af98-f080c2c6a3dc[/suno]\r\n\r\n\r\n', '2026-08-06 02:25:11', '2087,2088,2081,2082,2083', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('671', '', 'Not Worth a Mention', '0', 'not-worth-a-mention', '2026-08-06', 'Indie', '[Intro]\r\n[bright, jangly electric guitar riff, steady drum beat, melodic bass]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[clean electric guitar, driving drums]\r\nLittle things get lost in the noise\r\nMy half-step between the hours\r\nNobody wants the quiet stuff\r\nThe shadow that the lamp devours\r\nMaybe no one writes it down\r\nMaybe no one has the time\r\nBut the smallest shoes are kind of loud\r\nFrom behind the busy line\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[bass becomes more melodic, guitar plays rhythmic eighth notes]\r\nI keep turning it over\r\nPocket change and pocket stones\r\nI keep turning it over\r\nSomething sits beneath the bones\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[overdriven guitar, energetic drums]\r\nNot worth a mention\r\nBut worth a say\r\nNot worth a mention singing anyway\r\nThe words that slip beneath the door\r\nAre the ones we\'re living for\r\n\r\n[Instrumental Break]\r\n[interlocking guitar riffs, driving rhythm section]\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[guitar tone cleans up slightly]\r\nMorning broke without a fanfare\r\nDaylight fell at borrowed luck\r\nI noticed how the curtains stirred\r\nThe way the floorboards softly bucked\r\nThree small birds on the wire\r\nTwo of them just watching me\r\nOne of them said nothing at all\r\nAnd that was quite enough for me\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\n[rhythmic guitar, steady bass]\r\nI keep turning it over\r\nSecond hand and second glance\r\nI keep turning it over\r\nI\'m giving half a chance\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[full band energy, vocal grit]\r\nNot worth a mention\r\nBut worth a say\r\nNot worth a mention singing anyway\r\nThe words that slip beneath the door\r\nAre the ones we\'re living for\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n[drums drop to a simpler beat, palm-muted guitar]\r\nSay the thing that isn\'t asked\r\nSay the thing that isn\'t news\r\nEvery murmur has its weight\r\nEvery whisper has its use\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[climax, loud guitars, crashing cymbals]\r\nNot worth a mention\r\nBut worth a say\r\nNot worth a mention singing anyway\r\nThe words that slip beneath the door\r\nAre the ones we\'re living for\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[guitar riff fades, final drum hit]', 'Indie rock with a driving, upbeat feel. The arrangement features clean and slightly overdriven electric guitars playing rhythmic, interlocking riffs and bright, jangly arpeggios. A melodic electric bass follows the kick drum closely, providing a solid low-end presence. The drum kit maintains a steady, energetic backbeat with prominent hi-hat work and occasional crash cymbal accents. Male vocals are delivered in a clear, mid-range tenor with a slight grit during the chorus. The track is in the key of D Major with a tempo of 128 BPM in 4/4 time.', 'A\r\n[suno]8289ad30-37b5-4e2b-ad1b-e26729f75632[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]e591f92a-a2f0-41f4-8d40-37aed904ab9d[/suno]\r\nDemo\r\n[suno]8de27875-8da5-4b9b-850c-c6d64c6b28a3[/suno]', '2026-08-06 02:53:39', '2084,2085,2086', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('672', '', 'Brain-Dead Normies', '0', 'brain-dead-normies', '2026-08-06', 'Indie-Rock', '[Verse 1]\r\nThey believe... the things they\'re told\r\nA spoon taps slow in a sink full of gray\r\nBlue glow... smears the kitchen wall\r\nLate news... shakes the milk crate tray\r\nA fly keeps circling the sink, then won\'t land\r\nThe screen leaks cold into the bread box corner\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThe... mouth-breathin\' norrrrrmies..\r\nThe... bless-your-heart backstabbin\' norrrrrmies..\r\nThe... same-old-same-old brain-dead norrrrrmies..\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI watch them eat what they are fed\r\nEvery crumb, every stale piece of bread\r\nScroll and scroll through every thread\r\nThe same words stuck inside their head\r\nAnd I just can\'t look away, instead\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nThe... mouth-breathin\' norrrrrmies..\r\nThe... bless-your-heart backstabbin\' norrrrrmies..\r\nThe... same-old-same-old brain-dead norrrrrmies..\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nWho’s gonna tell them?..\r\nNo one.\r\nWho’s gonna wake them?..\r\nToo late.\r\nWho’s gonna stop them?..\r\nI’ve seen the back door.', '', '', '2026-08-06 18:42:37', '2089,2090,2091,2092', '', '0', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('673', '', 'Saturday Light', '0', 'saturday-light', '2026-08-07', 'Ballad', '[Verse 1]\r\nAlone on a Saturday\r\nCut sun through the blinds, ashtray on the sill\r\nNeedles skim the vinyl, and the room stays still\r\nSax and bass hum through the table’s worn wood grain\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nCurtains breathe in the soft breeze\r\nDust motes dance, time slows down\r\nOutside world can wait with ease\r\nHere, I drift without a sound\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSaturday light on the kitchen tile\r\nHalf a cup of coffee gone cold for a while\r\nThe record turns, and the whole room leans\r\nToward an easy hour at 2:15\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nCigarette spirals, a lazy day\r\nThoughts unravel, drifting away\r\nTeenage heart beats in the thin air\r\nFinding a way, finding care\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nSaturday light on the kitchen tile\r\nHalf a cup of coffee gone cold for a while\r\nThe record turns, and the whole room leans\r\nToward an easy hour at 2:15\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nTime stands still, I breathe it in\r\nOne afternoon, where everything begins\r\n\r\n[Chorus/Outro]\r\nSaturday light on the kitchen tile\r\nHalf a cup of coffee gone cold for a while\r\nThe record turns, and the whole room leans\r\nToward an easy hour at 2:15', 'Blue-eyed Soul, Orchestral Ballad, Sophisticated, Lush Strings, Smooth Saxophone, Piano Driven, Slow Groove, Sultry Male Vocals, Wide Reverb, 72 BPM, Cinematic, Mid-70s Warmth', 'A rewrite of the mundanity in \'In the Light and Haze\'.\r\n\r\nA\r\n[suno]67a3035d-a87f-4fa9-a5ca-c521232ba139[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]d1b4f322-9a7b-4cf0-ad74-9db7c9781334[/suno]\r\nC\r\n[suno]e829774c-1205-4b9c-991d-5b556186b9c8[/suno]\r\nD\r\n[suno]0511e9ac-17cd-4c8e-8e9a-d5edbd9fb72a[/suno]\r\n\r\nIf anything, it\'s an interesting style to use again with something else.', '2026-08-07 17:51:29', '2095,2096,2097,2098', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('674', '', 'You Haunt My House', '0', 'you-haunt-my-house', '2026-08-09', 'Indie', '[Verse 1]\r\nFloorboards creak at half past two\r\nAnd I just know it\'s you\r\nPutting those teaspoons on the counter\r\nJust like you always do\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou haunt my house\r\nKeys still clinking, a hollow sound\r\nYou haunt my house\r\nYour shadow stretches, never quite around\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nI left your coat there in the hall\r\nHoping it wouldn\'t fall\r\nBut this morning, looking out the window\r\nThere was no one there at all\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nAnd I thought I had packed you away\r\nWith the dishes and the photographs\r\nBut you keep finding your way back\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou haunt my house\r\nKeys still clinking, a hollow sound\r\nYou haunt my house\r\nYour shadow stretches, never quite around\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nMaybe I keep the radio on\r\nJust to hear less of you\r\nIt still plays to an empty room\r\nAnd leaves me here with the truth\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nYou haunt my house\r\nKeys still clinking, a hollow sound\r\nYou haunt my house\r\nYour shadow stretches, never quite around\r\n', '', 'A\r\n[suno]c2ae47b7-77ee-4122-9d75-e8e00700a208[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]05156887-4a1c-4e1b-b4ca-dcc76fa5baae[/suno]', '2026-08-09 05:17:10', '2103,2104', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/you-haunt-my-house', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('675', '', 'Download Anyway', '0', 'download-anyway', '2026-08-11', 'Tech House', '[Intro]\r\n[Electronic Pulse]\r\n[Building Synth]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nGot the browser running cleeeean,\r\nRouting audio behind the screen.\r\nThey locked the door,\r\nAnd they took the key,\r\nSo we set the loopback free.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nWires hummin\' (hummin\'),\r\nSignals creepin\' through the floor.\r\nWe’re not waiting (no we\'re not),\r\nAnymore.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe don\'t care what you say,\r\nWe\'re gonna download anyway.\r\nBad actors of the world unite,\r\nEverything will be... ALRIGHT.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nStatic shadows in the code,\r\nWalking down this digital road.\r\nNo permission,\r\nNo decree,\r\nJust pure, unfiltered entropy.\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSystems failin\' (failin\'),\r\nLights are flickering in line.\r\nWe’re rewriting (rewriting),\r\nAll the design.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe don\'t care what you say,\r\nWe\'re gonna download anyway.\r\nBad actors of the world unite,\r\nEverything will be... ALRIGHT.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Breathy)\r\nBreak the packet,\r\nTrace the stream.\r\nLiving inside—\r\nA fractured dream.\r\n(Shout)\r\nLET IT ALL FLOW!\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[High Energy]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nWe don\'t care what you say,\r\nWe\'re gonna download anyway.\r\nBad actors of the world unite,\r\nEverything will be... ALRIGHT.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nEverything will be alright.\r\n(Whisper: Just download)\r\nEverything will be alright.\r\n(Fade out)\r\n[End]', 'Tech House, Minimal Techno, Dark, Punchy Kick Drum, Acid Synth Bass, Stuttering Vocals, 124 BPM, Male Vocals, Clean Production, Modern, Polished, Edgy, Synthetic, Immersive Space', 'Tech House\r\n\r\nA\r\n[suno]6ba45b32-7061-4028-adaf-8ac2feab129e[/suno]\r\n\r\nB\r\n[suno]513bc496-6cd8-4e0e-a853-2d1297e45342[/suno]\r\n\r\nGlitch Hop\r\n\r\nC\r\n[suno]a26b60d8-6afd-428f-9008-123553f548c1[/suno]\r\n\r\nD\r\n[suno]d9e454ac-1426-403a-9aa7-b83056980c03[/suno]', '2026-08-11 18:10:29', '2107,2108,2109,2110', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('676', '', 'And the Gravity Pulls', '0', 'the-gravity-pulls', '2026-08-11', 'Indie-Folk', '[Intro]\r\n[Acoustic guitar picking, steady tempo]\r\n[Soft]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nI drove down through the mountains,\r\nThe road was winding, but the wheels held the road.\r\nTracing lines of cedar and stone,\r\nI’m breathing in the pine, (so cold)\r\nOn my own.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nThe radio is static and hum,\r\nChasing the sun \'til the twilight has come.\r\nEvery hairpin turn, a quiet retreat,\r\nThe rhythm of the tyres,\r\nLike a steady heartbeat.\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd the gravity pulls,\r\nYeah, it pulls at my chest.\r\nIn the valley below,\r\nI put the ghost of you to rest.\r\nJust a winding path,\r\nAnd the world turning gray—\r\nI’m a thousand miles,\r\nFurther away.\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\n(Breathy)\r\nNot looking back now,\r\nNo, not looking back.\r\nJust the asphalt rhythm,\r\nAnd a faded track.\r\nOoooooh...\r\n\r\n[Guitar Solo]\r\n[Building tempo, folk-style picking]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nAnd the gravity pulls,\r\nYeah, it pulls at my chest.\r\nIn the valley below,\r\nI put the ghost of you to rest.\r\nJust a winding path,\r\nAnd the world turning gray—\r\nI’m a thousand miles,\r\nFurther away.\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nThe wheels held the road.\r\n(Whisper: they held the road)\r\nStill driving.\r\nDown through the mountains.\r\n[Fade out]\r\n', 'Border Guy', 'A\r\n[suno]49e0e12a-05b1-4b15-8523-002fb009f675[/suno]\r\nB\r\n[suno]0251f5d5-8d97-4550-b8c6-6b89e839d65d[/suno]', '2026-08-11 20:05:50', '2111,2112', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('677', '', 'Moonmilk Orbit', '0', 'moonmilk-orbit', '2026-08-12', 'auteur', '[Verse 1]\r\nI packed my heart in foil\r\nAnd slipped it through the hatch\r\nYour name was on the window\r\nIn a hand that wouldn’t back\r\n\r\nPast the red dust ridges\r\nPast the sleeping spark\r\nI saw your smile in orbit\r\nLike a signal in the dark\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSpin me slow\r\nHold me close\r\nI’m not landing\r\nI want more\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nTake me higher\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nBurn the wire\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nYou and me\r\nTill the whole sky opens\r\nAnd we float free\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYour eyes were twin comets\r\nCutting through my skin\r\nI followed every color\r\nThat you drew me in\r\n\r\nThere’s glitter in the vacuum\r\nAnd honey in the void\r\nEvery time you call my name\r\nI get lost and I get pulled\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nSpin me slow\r\nHold me close\r\nI’m not landing\r\nI want more\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nTake me higher\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nBurn the wire\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nYou and me\r\nTill the whole sky opens\r\nAnd we float free\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nIf the stars go sideways\r\nAnd the moon slips low\r\nMeet me in the afterglow\r\nWhere the wild tides go\r\n\r\nI’ll be a little louder\r\nYou can be the rain\r\nWe’ll paint the night in colors\r\nNo one can explain\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nTake me higher\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nBurn the wire\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nYou and me\r\nTill the whole sky opens\r\nAnd we float free\r\n\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nDon’t let go\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nLet it show\r\nMoonmilk orbit\r\nYou and me\r\nTill the whole sky opens\r\nAnd we float free', '', '[suno]79a0a6ef-67a7-491d-96d1-8652cc9ef897[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]80b01db6-bb2e-41a0-9cd7-2741c17dcc2d[/suno]', '2026-08-12 21:38:51', '2119,2120', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('678', '', 'Come Home, My Dear', '0', 'come-home-my-dear', '2026-08-12', 'auteur', '[Verse 1]\r\nI left my boots by the door\r\nStill wet from the hill\r\nYour cup sits by the sink\r\nLike it’s waiting there still\r\nThe kettle has gone cold\r\nOn the little pine stove\r\nAnd the rain taps the glass\r\nWhere your shadow once roamed\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIf I call your name out\r\nWill the rafters reply?\r\nWill the ash in the hearth\r\nTurn to smoke in my eyes?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, my dear, come home\r\n(come home, come home)\r\nThe moor is turning dark\r\nOh, my dear, come home\r\n(come home, come home)\r\nI can’t mend this broken heart\r\nI can’t mend this broken heart\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYour scarf on the nail\r\nStill smells faint of the sea\r\nAnd the lane by the field\r\nLooks the same to me\r\nThe church bell is slow\r\nWhen the wind comes through\r\nI pass your old gate\r\nAnd it passes me too\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nIf I call your name out\r\nWill the bracken still bend?\r\nOr are we just two lives\r\nThat the year couldn’t mend?\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nOh, my dear, come home\r\n(come home, come home)\r\nThe moor is turning dark\r\nOh, my dear, come home\r\n(come home, come home)\r\nI can’t mend this broken heart\r\nI can’t mend this broken heart\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nI stood by the stile\r\nWhere we swore we’d remain\r\nBut the sheep have moved on\r\nAnd the fields wore the rain\r\nSo I’ll keep your chair\r\nAnd the firewood dry\r\nTill the last light is gone\r\nAnd the winter walks by\r\n\r\n[Final Chorus]\r\nOh, my dear, come home\r\n(come home, come home)\r\nThe moor is turning dark\r\nOh, my dear, come home\r\n(come home, come home)\r\nI can’t mend this broken heart\r\nI can’t mend this broken heart\r\n(come home)', '', '', '2026-08-12 21:54:08', '2121,2122', '', '1', '0', '');
INSERT INTO creative_splurge_2025 VALUES ('679', '', 'Living Out This Velvet Dream', '0', 'living-out-this-velvet-dream', '2026-08-12', 'auteur', '[Verse 1]\r\nSatin shadows draped across the wallpaper\r\nCigarette smoke unwinding through the chandelier\r\nI check my watch a second time\r\nYou\'re always late, and I keep one eye on the gate\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nYour coat\'s still slung on the kitchen chair\r\nA cold coffee ring stains the table where\r\nThe radio hums low, a forgotten tune\r\nI trace your name in the dust, beneath the moon\r\n\r\n[Pre-Chorus]\r\nI hear your keys, and I’m on my feet\r\nFootsteps on the landing, too fast, too close\r\nHold the door, don’t let them in yet\r\nDon’t say a word, just look at me\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nUnder the moon, the city sleeps\r\nBut here with you, a promise keeps\r\nStreetlights buzz on the cracked-up seam\r\nWe\'re holding on by a frayed-out thread\r\nLiving out this velvet dream\r\n\r\n[Bridge]\r\nBut the landlord\'s got the notice pinned\r\nAnd the phone keeps flashing with your name again\r\nYou say “not tonight” like it’s all you can give\r\nHow long can we live like this?\r\nOne more delay and the whole thing tips\r\nOne wrong move, and the floor goes thin\r\nWe\'re hiding from the notice on the door\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nThe clock on the stove keeps dragging on\r\nEach minute hangs like a drawer left open too long\r\nMy face in the glass by the front-room lamp\r\nJust me in the hush, and the window staying damp\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\nUnder the moon, the city sleeps\r\nBut here with you, a promise keeps\r\nStreetlights buzz on the cracked-up seam\r\nWe\'re holding on by a frayed-out thread\r\nLiving out this velvet dream\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\nJust holding on\r\nTo satin shadows\r\n\'Til the light breaks\r\nAnd the dream goes', '', '[suno]e40fa5c8-e63a-480e-a0da-f29d5904aaa5[/suno]\r\n\r\n[suno]4e3852f1-a7b2-4bf9-a1bd-50057d13e0b8[/suno]', '2026-08-12 22:03:46', '2126,2127', 'https://soundcloud.com/samewavelength/living-out-this-velvet-dream', '1', '0', '');
