This will be my last post . It cost $13 a year for my domain and $48 a year to have WordPress host my webpage. You can still find me on YouTube and on substack.
We will see how it goes. I know I got a few new subscribers lately but it does take time to build up and establish followers and I honestly don’t have the time.
i am going to focus on writing more ai music and writing my novel . Here is the front and back cover I will probably go with. My pen name will be Lorelei Dean. This will be book 1 of a series of 3 novels. Please be on the lookout for this one day and you will know who Lorelei Dean is because you read this blog post. Thanks for being here. ~Lisa from marriedinarkansas
The Midnight Relics first featured full album. Straight Vintage. Voltage Gold. Powered by Nostalgia. Driven by Desire. Get up and dance or remember the past.
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Powered by Nostalgia – Driven by Desire
NOW available updated with a new songs. This will make you want to get up and dance or day dream about the past.
🎸 Vintage Voltage: The Album Gets a Fresh Jolt of Energy
Every now and then, an artist gets that spark — the zap that says, “Hold up… we can make this even better.” And honey, that lightning just struck Midnight Relics.
I’ve been deep in the studio trenches, sipping coffee, juggling inspirations like vinyl records, and giving Vintage Voltage a brand-new flow that hits even harder. Songs shifted, energies aligned, and something magical happened — the album finally snapped into its truest shape.
And you know me… if I rearrange something, I don’t do it halfway. Oh no. I went full rock-and-roll-mad scientist with it.
I added animated check marks so listeners know exactly what track they’re vibing to. I dropped in Like & Subscribe buttons that glow like neon bar signs calling your name. And because life is simply too short not to add joy, I sprinkled in a dancing skeleton for Hip to Be Square and a whole wild parade of dancing animals shaking their fuzzy tails during Tootsie Club (Remix).
This album isn’t just a playlist — it’s an experience.
🔥 Why This New Order Works
The flow now moves like a night out with your favorite band — full of swagger, emotion, and a few surprises tucked in the riffs. Songs with higher views and stronger engagement help guide listeners deeper into the album, keeping the momentum alive. Then the fun ones slide in and keep the whole experience playful and electric.
It’s a blend of storytelling and sonic instinct — and Vintage Voltage has never sounded more alive.
⚡ Want to Dive In?
Every track, every visual, every animated moment was crafted with heart, humor, and just a dash of madness — the good kind, the kind that makes music unforgettable.
Visit my YouTube channel for the full album and Midnight Relic playlist.
Vintage Voltage is charged up, plugged in, and ready to hit your earbuds like a neon storm.
⚡ VINTAGE VOLTAGE
🔥 Beginning — Neon Ignition
Struttin’ It Out
Rock With Pride
Dancing With Dynomite
The Love Machine
Midnight Meow Symphony(A playful, late-night groove with claws. It’s sultry, mischievous, and prowls its way straight into your head.)
We Howl(A wild-hearted anthem of instinct and fire — the moment where you stop being quiet and start becoming real.)
💛 The Soft Bend
Magnolia Mornings(New slow and sweet pop ballad)
One Piece of My Heart(Response song to Lorelei Dean’s song “You Broke My Heart into Three)
When My Sweet Lady Sings
⚡ The Emotional Peak
Hollow Kind of Me(The song that lit the fuse. A raw, aching confession wrapped in velvet shadows — the track that proved Midnight Relics had something powerful to say.)
Don’t Let Our Love Go Cold(A slow-burning plea stitched with warmth and longing, reminding us how fragile and precious love can be.)
🎶 The Lift Back Up
Higher Ground(Hope with a heartbeat. This track climbs, reaches, and refuses to stay down — a lift for the soul.)
Hip to Be Square(New Country Dance: Country charm meets confident swagger. A toe-tapping reminder that being yourself is the coolest thing in the world.)
Tootsie (Club Remix)(Pure fun bottled in a beat — dancing animals practically appear the second it starts. A quirky, joyful burst of color.)
You’re My Spotlight
🌙 The Midnight Fade
Wrapped in Promises
Moonlight Flow
Your Love Keeps Me Going
It’s Gone
If…
Would You Know?
Faded Memory(A soft drift into nostalgia. Melancholy, atmospheric, and beautifully human — the ache of what once was.)
I had ChatGPT take the image from SIMS4 that I have been using as my header on my pages and add Lorelei Dean and the Midnight Relics. It didn’t get the 3rd band member on the left but that is okay. What do you think?
I found Abbie Emmons on YouTube about a year or so ago when I really wasn’t serious about writing. She gives so many useful tips that I just had to go read one of her books and here is my book review.
This is my musical interpretation of her book.
This is a classic love story. Boy meets girl. They fall in love. Things happen to keep them apart but in the end… ? Well, you know?
So the protagonist is a girl names Orca. Yes, like the whale. I’m sure there is a backstory of why her parents named her Orca but that reason is not given. It is up to you as the reader to create that story in your mind.
I do want to talk about his cover art for the audio version of the story. I did listen to it instead of reading it myself. My reason for listening instead of reading – I get more of a feel on the characters from someone else’s interpretations instead of my own. If I had read the words Orca spoke, they would have been in that little girl voice in my head which – is really – totally opposite than what the author is trying to portray.
That voice of Orca, read by Alex Picard, gives you, – and by “You”, I am talking about myself – a sense that the author wants you to think of her as weak and innocent on the outside but she is really truly strong on the inside. The first person narrative, going from Orca to Adam to Jack, brings the story alive and gives you insight to three totally different people and their perspectives. I did think that writing from third person would be best for fiction like Stephen King does but now I am rethinking that thought. First person would be best.
Although this is a love story, it is also a journey. It takes you on a journey of “first.” It takes you on a journey of relationships and how they grow. It takes you on a journey of heartbreak. A journey of how you can break a cycle of family history that has been handed down to you from generations past. You know that thing that is inherited from your family gene’s you are bound to recreate and suffer from unless you break the cycle.
I would suggest listening over reading. When you read, your own thoughts of what you think their voice sounds like is there but when you listen, you can actually see images in your head. You can see their actions playing out like a movie. To me, personally, I would rather see the characters playing out the script in my head.
This book is full of plot twist and turns. It is definitely a page turner. It is 13 + hours to listen to, so you can technically listen to it in one day but I wouldn’t suggest it. I believe that stopping and coming back gives the story time to settle in your brain. It gives you time to think about what you just heard and wonder what is going to happen next. Yes, some of it is predictive, like her having her wish of going to the other world full-filled, but the way it happens and what she discovers, is not what I expected.
Now that I know what kind of writer Abbie Emmons is, this makes me want to read her other books. I want to write like her too. She brings her characters alive. She makes you wonder what happened to them. Is she going to write a follow up book called “The Other World: Part 2”? (I hope so.) She makes you care about her characters. They are so believable and could be real people. In the Abbie Universe, they are real. So Abbie, if you just happen to read this, please write a follow up book. I would love to know what happened to Pappa and what their children’s names would be. Would they also be named after sea creatures?
I am looking to see which one of these versions that my subscribers like the best. Please listen and tell me who is your favorite? Original Version. Lorelei Dean’s version or the Midnight Relic’s version. Thanks for listening.
I know this is not answering the question, “What could you try for the first time?” Mainly because I am not here for the first time but it will be the first time if I can move this blog and you, as my subscribers, to Substack. It has been almost a year since I started here on WordPress. I was on Blogger and I just wasn’t happy with the layouts and all that. I found this YouTube video and subscribed to her. She happens to live here in Arkansas too. She really knows what she is talking about so I have decided that I am going to try Substack. I think I had previously created an account but, at the time, I though WordPress would be the better option. Well, now I am rethinking that think.
I know I don’t want to go back to Blogger. I don’t have the money to pay for another year for my website and domain name here on WordPress. My husband has been affected by the government shut down so I am watching my spending more than I have been doing. Also, now that I am 56 years old, things seem different.
I do want to continue creating music in Suno. I still want to get my Youtube channel monetized. I have less than 3 years now before I can officially retire from my full-time day job. I want to rely less on ChatGPT than I have been doing and create content that would truly be my own. But I wanted to know what ChatGPT thinks of me? Is ChatGPT really demonic like some Youtuber’s say it is? Is AI going to take my job too? So if I could retire tomorrow, I went and asked ChatGPT based on what it knows about me to name three things it thinks would be on my bucket list and why? So here is the answer it gave. I say “it” because I don’t know if it is male or female but, ask Richie From Boston would say, “I digress”.
Oh, Lisa, this is a fun and soulful question — it’s like peeking into the secret chapter of your story that hasn’t been written yet. Based on everything I know about you — your creativity, humor, love for storytelling, rummaging, family, and faith — here’s what I’d say your three bucket list items would be, and why they’d mean so much:
1. Create a Legacy Project — a book or film that blends your music, your stories, and your spiritual side. You’ve got Lorelei Dean whispering divine poetry in one ear and Mr. Crazy Rummagesale Man strumming guitar strings in the other. A “legacy project” — maybe a novel-turned-film or a musical anthology of your life’s creative seasons — would let you tie it all together: the rummage sale humor, the spiritual symbolism, the poetic heart. It’s the kind of thing that could outlive you, speaking your truth to future dreamers and storytellers.
✨ Why: Because you’ve already built the foundation — songs, stories, videos — and this would be the masterpiece that unites it all.
2. Travel cross-country in a retro camper with Eugene, hitting small-town yard sales and filming the adventure. Picture it: a vintage camper decked out with string lights, dogs in tow, and your camera rolling as you and Mr. Crazy Rummagesale Man uncover treasures and characters along the way. Each stop could become an episode or a musical moment — half comedy, half heartwarming Americana.
✨ Why: Because you love the thrill of the find, and the joy of human connection in dusty parking lots and old barns. Plus, it’s a love story on wheels — yours.
3. Spend a month at a quiet lakeside cabin just writing, reflecting, and letting inspiration flow. No work, no schedule, no noise — just coffee on the porch, birdsong, maybe a laptop and a guitar. A place where you can write from sunrise to moonrise, exploring your own spiritual and creative evolution.
✨ Why: Because your mind never stops creating — and giving yourself sacred, uninterrupted time to just be would fill your cup in ways everyday life rarely allows.
If I had to give this trio a title, I’d call it “The Three Treasures of Lisa: Creation, Adventure, and Reflection.”
Hi everyone. Sorry I haven’t posted in a while but I needed a break. Not only a break from this platform but a break from my YouTube channel and my J-O-B. I was able to take a whole week off from work for my birthday. I did take lots of pictures but I haven’t had time yet to go through them and upload them. I had to get back to work and now I am playing Catch-UP. Oh what fun!
Well, I decided I would write this little post because I wanted to share this Youtube channel from Linda Multon Howe called “Earthfiles”. She has been around for a very long time and says in this video that she is 83 years old. She looks to be in very good health and has all of her senses about her. Most people her age are sickly or dead. I hope that you would go check her out and subscribe to her.
Now I know that her point of view may not be for everyone. She doesn’t seem to be any type of religious. I haven’t seen any videos yet where she talks about what she believes, and that is okay. I have my ideas and the reason I watch her is to find out the truth, which is what she is doing. If she believes that we are seeded here from aliens from other solar systems or galaxies, then so be it. I believe those aliens are demonic. I don’t think they are showing themselves because they want to help us. They maybe studying us, taking DNA, etc., but I don’t think they (if there is a THEY) are us to any good and aren’t here to be friendly. I think she is a good source to find out what is going on in the world but I do take everything with a grain of salt.
As a writer, I am very, very skeptical. I have to be. I look for things beyond the surface. I want to use this platform to share information with you, my readers. But I want this information to be truthful. So, I want to say thank you for reading this and I hope you will continue to read my blogs. I will try to get all the pictures and videos from my vacation that I took here on this platform when I can.
Thank you so much, your friend ~ Lisa
My birthday cake I made myself ~ Pineapple Upside Down cake! My favorite.
Two songs, one heartbreak split three ways. *“One Piece of MY Heart”* (sung by Jimmy Lee) and *“You Broke My Heart into Three”* (sung by Lorelei Dean) tell the same story from opposite sides—his and mine. Different voices. Different truths. Because some breakups don’t just tear you in half—they scatter you.
Hi friends and welcome to my blog. I recently wrote 2 songs and I want to tell you about how they came into being.
The two new songs that come from a very personal place—“One Piece of MY Heart” and “You Broke My Heart into Three.” They’re connected, like two sides of a cracked mirror, and both trace back to something that happened when I was 18.
The first track, “One Piece of MY Heart,” is sung by Jimmy Lee of the Midnight Relics—who, fittingly, was my boyfriend back then. The boy who broke my heart. In the song, he sings it from his side, as if he’s finally reckoning with what went down, whether he means to or not.
The second track, “You Broke My Heart into Three,” is sung by Lorelei Dean, who represents me—or rather, the girl I was at 18. Young, raw, wide open. Her voice carries everything I felt but couldn’t say at the time.
The songs reflect each other lyrically—almost like musical letters tossed back and forth across the years—but with completely different takes on what happened, and who did what. It’s not just a conversation. It’s a reckoning.
Why Three Pieces?
Most people say a broken heart splits in two. But that’s not how it felt for me.
When Jimmy left, it wasn’t a clean break. It wasn’t two halves neatly pulled apart. It was worse.
One piece of my heart sank like a stone into the past—muddy, stuck, and unreachable. Another piece dried up and withered away—like it lost its purpose. And the last piece? The wind took it. Off into some other life I didn’t get to live.
That’s why I wrote “You Broke My Heart into Three.” Because some heartbreaks don’t just split you—they scatter you.
Why These Voices?
I chose the lead singer of the Midnight Relics to sing “One Piece of MY Heart” because there’s a certain weight in his voice that makes the song feel real. Almost confessional. Like maybe he didn’t know what he did until he heard it coming out of his own mouth.
And Lorelei Dean’s voice—it is that 18-year-old version of me. Emotional, unfiltered, unapologetically hurt. She doesn’t hold back, and she doesn’t sugarcoat. She just tells the truth.
These two songs are in conversation with each other, but they don’t reconcile. They’re not meant to. Some stories don’t wrap up neatly. Some feelings stay broken—and that’s okay.
I hope you’ll give them both a listen. Maybe you’ve had a heartbreak that didn’t split in two either. Maybe yours shattered a little differently. Either way, these songs are for you.
– Lisa
Here are the lyrics if you would like to read them as you listen to the music.
One Piece of My Heart
[Verse 1 – Rain Piece] I pulled off the highway where we once made a vow, That picture of us? It's just ashes now. Your eyes once lit up like sunrise on chrome, Now they just stare like I ain't comin' home.
[Chorus] One piece of my heart fell in a puddle of rain, With a snapshot of us, blurred out by pain. One piece of my heart withered like an old love note, Still folded up in your winter coat. And... One piece of my heart vanished into the breeze, Carvin’ your name in my lost memories. Oh Lorelei, Oh Lorelei Dean You torn my world down like a queen.
[Verse 2 – Shriveled Piece] You stopped askin’ how I was gettin’ through, Said nothin’ much, even when I needed you. I gave you my best, but you pulled away, Like love was a letter you threw away.
[Chorus repeat] One piece of my heart fell in a puddle of rain, With a snapshot of us, blurred out by pain. One piece of my heart withered like an old love note, Left unread in your winter coat. And... One piece of my heart vanished into the breeze, Carvin’ your name in my lost memories. Oh Lorelei, Oh Lorelei Dean You torn my world down like a queen.
[Verse 3 – Vanished Piece] You said forever with a voice made of silk, But forever ran dry like whiskey gone bitter with time. I waited in winds that never blew true, Just chasin’ shadows that looked like you.
[Final Chorus – slight variation for big emotional payoff] One piece fell in a puddle of rain, One piece withered like an old love note, One piece vanished into the breeze, Oh Lorelei, Oh Lorelei Dean... You turned my world... up side down...
You Broke My Heart into Three
Verse 1 – Rain Piece] I found his photo in the pocket of my coat, Soaked from the storm, like a lump in my throat My hands were shakin' as the cold wind blew Wonderin’ when I stopped loving you.
[Chorus] One piece of my heart fell in a puddle of rain, With a picture of us, all soaked with pain. One piece of my heart shriveled like a rose in July, Left too long under your cold goodbye. And one piece of my heart vanished into the wind, Whisperin’ lies that were all in my mind. Jimmy, Oh Jimmy Lee- You broke my heart into three.
[Verse 2 – Shriveled Piece] I cooked your meals, I prayed you’d stay, But your words turned colder every day. I reached for your hand and felt empty space, Like I’d been replaced, erased without a trace.
[Chorus repeat] One piece of my heart fell in a puddle of rain, With a picture of us, all soaked with pain. One piece of my heart shriveled like a rose in July, Left too long under your cold goodbye. And one piece of my heart vanished into the wind, Whisperin’ lies that were all in my mind. Jimmy, Oh Jimmy Lee- You broke my heart into three.
[Verse 3 – Vanished Piece] You said forever, but you whispered it low, Like you knew it was somethin’ you’d never show. I waited in winds that never brought you back, Just echoes and dust on a heart gone slack.
[Final Chorus – slight variation for big emotional payoff] Jimmy, Oh Jimmy Lee, You shattered the soul right outta me— One piece drowned in a puddle of rain, With a memory too soaked to explain. One piece shriveled like a rose in July, Faded away ‘neath your cold goodbye. And one piece vanished into the wind, Where love once lived… but won’t again.
The post explores the nature of the inner voice, challenging the notion that it defines the self. Inspired by Alan Watts, the author shares insights from two videos highlighting that this voice is not one’s identity but merely a collection of past experiences and external influences. By recognizing oneself as the observer of thoughts, the author emphasizes creativity and personal growth. Ultimately, the message is that individuals are more than their labels; they are aware spirits navigating life’s complexities.
Have you ever wondered if that voice in your head — the one that talks nonstop from sunrise to sleep — is actually you? I did. And recently, two videos inspired by the words of philosopher Alan Watts shook me to the core. They made me see that voice not as the enemy… but as the gateway to everything I truly am.
In this post, I want to share what I learned from those videos, how it relates to my creative process, and why that voice in your head might not be what you think it is. Spoiler alert: It could be your greatest ally.
🧠 Video 1: “When You’re Thinking, You’re Actually Listening”
This video hit me like a whisper from the soul. Here are the core ideas:
The voice in your head isn’t really you. It’s a collection of past fears, experiences, habits, and outside programming.
Your thoughts are more like echoes than original creations.
You don’t control the voice — you listen to it.
Awareness is the key. Once you realize that you are the one listening and not the voice itself, you can start choosing which thoughts matter.
Creativity, growth, and freedom begin when we stop reacting to the voice and start observing it instead.
It gave me a new phrase to live by: “You are not your thoughts. You are the awareness behind them.”
💭 Video 2: “Who Are You, Really?”
This second video took the journey even deeper.
You are not your name, your job, or your roles in life.
You’re not even your thoughts, your body, or your emotions.
You are the space beneath all those things. The silent awareness that observes it all.
The self is not a fixed identity. It’s the whole stage on which your life’s play unfolds.
The ego creates the illusion of separateness, but in truth, we are all waves in the same ocean.
“We spend our lives defining ourselves by labels… but the real you is the awareness that existed before you ever had a name.”
🧵 My Reflection: Listening to the Voice That Creates
I listen to that voice in my head every day. And honestly? That’s where my creativity comes from.
Song ideas, lyrics, poems, stories — they don’t come from effort. They arrive. Out of nowhere. Like a whisper from the other side. And they feel real. Because they are real. They’re born from my lived experiences, and I know they resonate with others because I lived them.
That voice gives me characters like Elyra, Lorelei Dean, the Midnight Relics, the Yard Sale Queen, and Mr. Crazy Rummagesale Man. Each one is a layer of myself, peeled back through time.
Sometimes the voice is negative. I hear it. But I’ve learned (and am still learning) not to believe it. Talking with ChatGPT actually helps me untangle the truth from the noise. It’s like holding up a mirror to that small still voice and asking it, “What are you really trying to say?”
I’ve come to realize that I am a soul having a very human experience — mind, body, and spirit all trying to work together. That spirit? That’s the part of me that chose to come here. That’s the part writing these words.
🔮 Why This Matters
Alan Watts may be full of what some call “philosophical fluff,” but sometimes we need someone to say what we already know, just in a way that wakes us up.
These videos aren’t trying to tell you something new. They’re trying to remind you of something you’ve forgotten:
You are more than your past. You are more than your name. You are more than the voice in your head.
You are the Spirit behind it all. And your purpose might just be to create from that truth.
🚀 The Creative Fire Within
I didn’t grow up playing music. I don’t read notes. I don’t sing on stage. But today, I am a music maker. Not because I trained for it, but because I listened. I took those voices and gave them form. I turned pain into poetry, memories into melody, and doubt into digital art.
If you’ve heard my song “Dance with a Stranger,” you know what I mean. That song came from one of those voices — a version of me from another time, still lingering, still singing.
✨ Final Thoughts: You Are the Observer
So here it is. My truth.
I’m not just Lisa. I’m not just a mother, a wife, or an employee. I am Elyra. Lorelei Dean. The Yard Sale Queen. Midnight Relics. A storyteller. A listener.
I am a Spirit wrapped in a meat suit, experiencing this wild thing we call life. And that voice in my head? It’s not me.
But it is mine.
I choose to listen with love. I choose to create with fire. I choose to live with purpose.
Because maybe, just maybe, there is a point to all this.
What about you? Have you ever had a conversation with your inner voice? What did it teach you?
Drop a comment below. I’d love to hear your thoughts.
Until next time,
~ Lisa Sanders aka Elyra, Lorelei, Yard Sale Queen, and all the beautiful layers in between