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docredder

I"m now taking a six-week digital detox vacation. We"ll see and hear from each other again in 2026! Happy Holidays! "Redder" is a palindrome. Like "racecar" or "level". These pieces of music ain"t. My name is Volker Redder, online I go by "docredder." It all came about because I studied biology and computer science for a long time and received my doctorate as the crowning achievement of my academic career. As a child, I sang Bach in the church"s „Knabenchor Unser Lieben Frauen“ because my mother

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00:03:18

Call Me

docredder ·

2025/10/11

Call me! You have the number of my lonely soul.Call me! A single ring, it makes the broken whole. Call me! Come now and draw me out of this long sleep. Call me! Into the promise that our hours keep. I dwell in silence, yet my spirit sings, A waiting thing with folded, heavy wings. I know your presence moves in all my thought. A golden thread my busy hands have caught. Call me! You have the number of my lonely soul. Call me! A single ring, it makes the broken whole. Call me! Come now and draw me

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00:04:01

Lost

docredder ·

2025/10/09

Got my Recaro seat, my La-Martina shirt Driving to Milan, that won't hurt Switched to autonomous mode, for a quick power nap Woke up, saw a big planet, right on my map Thought it was a sign, like in a cool Netflix plot But the view from the window was seriously hot My iPhone screen, it flashed in the night It said „Milan, zero miles, Saturn, great sight!“ I checked my Recaro – still premium leather But the atmosphere felt like terrible weather Titan Trip! My car went baba-boo! Milan! Not Titan

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00:04:54

Dear Parents

docredder ·

2025/10/08

I got up at eight, to get things done, you know. But the list was so long, I just watched the shadows grow. The grand plans of youth, they just sit there on a chair, They don't pay the rent, and they don't seem to care. I'm no quantum physicist, no architect of glass, Just a man who watches moments pass. I’m sorry, dear parents, for the life I did not choose, My tragedy’s my ink, my failures are my muse. Oh, the sadness, the beautiful sadness, it's true, I'm a happy sad poet, watching the world

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00:03:58

Glam Rock Will Never Die

docredder ·

2025/10/07

Are you ready, Sue? Johnny? Kids? Okay!? Alright, people, let's go! Well, it's been fifty years We rocked with glitter and tears, My memories are so clear I can still hear the Bowie, the T. Rex, the Sweet, my dear Oh, I see the platforms so high Reaching out, almost touching the sky And the make-up so bold, a story to be told Yeah, we thought we would never grow old Oh, yeah, it was like lightning Still so damn frightening, for the squares! And the music's still soothing Yeah, we're all still

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00:06:19

The Dark Side Of The Son

docredder ·

2025/10/05

I was at IKEA last week, staring at a crowd Just watching families, a sight to make you feel loud. Saw a father sitting there, with a distant, glassy stare, Knowing that the Karlanda sofa was his new cross to bear. But that wasn't the absurd thing, that wasn't what I saw, It was a small boy, all sticky with lingonberry jam, by the door. The boy looked at his mother, a glowing, pure delight, It was a dedicated love, burning fiercely and bright. And then I thought of Sigmund Freud, that funny Viennese

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00:03:47

Life and Death of a Mayfly

docredder ·

2025/10/03

I attended my cousin's funeral yesterday. Despite her difficult childhood and youth, she was a cheerful, life-affirming, and very empathetic woman who was taken from her life and ours far too early by cancer. We will all miss her affection, her helpfulness, her encouraging and thoughtful manner. During the funeral service, I was struck by the thought that we humans are like mayflies, ignoring or not wanting to acknowledge that the gift of life is very brief and very finite. On the other hand, that's

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00:06:23

Metamorphosis

docredder ·

2025/10/03

The world hangs heavy,A curtain drawn. The heart feels empty, At the break of dawn. We turn our gaze To the minor screen, In shallow maze, To dull the scene. But all this sand, It cannot hold. The shaking hand Must turn to bold. O soul, don't close your eyes, Let your destiny reach your core. Hope is not the light, But courage for the door. What shatters and is lost, Must be faced for what it brings. Count the metamorphosis cost, And let your inner silence sing. The news is noise, A constant

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00:06:51

Subtle Signs

docredder ·

2025/09/30

A lonely hour, a windowpane, I saw you walk through pouring rain. Your fragile hands, your worried face, You’re lost in time and lost in space. I felt a calling, soft and deep, A secret that our souls would keep. Oh, the signs you send to me. A glance, a word, a mystery. A subtle sign, a fragile art, A silent language of the heart. Oh, the signs you send to me, A future we – we cannot foresee. A game of hope, a gentle plea. Oh, the signs, the signs you send to me. We talked of things we can't

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00:08:07

The Kalka River Ran Red

docredder ·

2025/09/29

The sun arose on Kalka's shore, a crimson, burning sky A scent of dust and fear of war, as banners waved on high The Rus, the proud, the princes bold, with Kuman riders near A living ocean, fierce and old, to crush the eastern fear But in the shadows, wolves in wait, the Mongol horsemen lay Subutai's trap, a deadly fate, would dawn this fateful day The Kalka River ran red, ran red A sea of fallen, a sea of dread The Kalka River ran red, ran red A final message for the unled The Kalka River ran red,

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00:05:32

The Seal Boy

docredder ·

2025/09/28

A true story. Just experienced on vacation. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday haze, The slow procession of our holidays. A little dog’s walk, a brunch, a book, A predictable pattern, a sunlit look. But on the square, where tourists sit and stare, A boy broke free from a quiet despair. He wrapped his jacket, a strange, turbaned guise, And waved his trousers with bold, begging cries. His friends joined in, a small, roaming gang, Till one boy, called himself „seal boy," began his strange pang. He dropped to

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00:04:17

The One That Matters

docredder ·

2025/09/20

The night is quiet now, the shades have deepened lowI hear your laughter, watch the moon-light glow Oh, how you captured me, how you make me new Bringing colors to my world, and making my sky blue Oh, no matter what, You're the one that matters I'm so grateful for you Oh, no matter what, You're the one that matters I'm so grateful for you When the sun returns, when the day is new and bright I can only think of you, I'm bathing in your light All the roads we walk together, leaving doubt

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00:04:45

Paternoster

docredder ·

2025/09/19

Paternoster, endless ride, In the dark and in the light. Paternoster, up and down, A lonely soul inside my own. Paternoster, never still, An endless journey, if you will. Paternoster, my last prayer, A final breath of the cold air. Paternoster, up and down, The endless journey of my own. Paternoster, never still, My journey ends, my soul will fill. I am the motion, I am the sound, In every turn, I am unbound. Paternoster, the circle turns, My fire fades, my spirit burns. — Arrangement

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00:05:50

The Doppelganger On The Wall

docredder ·

2025/09/15

The dust of centuries, it falls so slow On gilded frames where silent colors glow. A marble silence fills the empty air, And no one sees the woman standing there. But a breath catches, in a sudden start, As from a canvas, tears a piece of her heart. A strange sensation, shivering and deep, A forgotten story waking from its sleep. Was it you or me, me or you? A mirrored soul, a phantom view. Was it me or you, you or me? A face that waited centuries to be. Was it you or me, me or you? The past is

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00:05:54

I Gave You My Soul

docredder ·

2025/09/14

The world we built, it falls apartA shattered temple, dust and clay You were my art, my weary heart Now just a name that fades away The quiet anger, it takes hold A story told in shifting sand A bitter truth, a winter cold A future lost from our own hands Oh, I gave you my soul A losing fight, a broken role I gave you my soul It was all a lie that made us whole Oh, I gave you my soul I gave you my soul I see the ghost of what we were A shadow on a sunlit wall A whispered promise, a soft

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00:07:45

We Are Atlantis

docredder ·

2025/09/13

An ancient longing, rising from the ocean's depth Where all our fears and all our hopes are kept This feels like Atlantis, the climax of a time A fleeting wonder, our culture’s fragile climb We trade in wisdom, and we speak in light But our own shadows turn the day to night A promised land, right here beneath our feet But still our souls feel hollow and incomplete We are Atlantis. The clashing of the spires. We are Atlantis. Burning in our fears and our desires. We are Atlantis. A final, fleeting

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00:03:08

My Sweet Sin

docredder ·

2025/09/12

Six months. Six damned months in which I carried every little lie I told myself with a broad smile. "I feel so good!" I'd say, "No more smoking! What a liberation! I'm a new person!" And everyone nodded. My friends, my colleagues, even the guy from the bakery. They nodded and cheered me on like you'd cheer for a marathon runner who looked like he was about to throw up. I'm lying. I don't feel good at all. I feel like a bucket of misery into which someone secretly stuffed a pile of wet newspapers

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00:07:40

How Do We Build A Soul?

docredder ·

2025/09/10

We built the cities, tall and strong and bright, Tamed the rivers, banished endless night. Eight billion mouths, we learned to feed and fuel, Made industry roar, against the old, harsh rule. But still we wander, strangers in this land, Each a lonely atom in the cosmic sand. How do we build a soul that all can share? A common pulse, a light beyond compare? A single purpose, for the human race? A guiding code that finds its perfect place? How do we build a soul, a unifying art, To program peace into

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00:04:59

One Last Sad Coffee

docredder ·

2025/09/08

We saw the cobblestones of Paris, A different world from Bremen's shore. You had your home in Bruges' light, I had my own, and nothing more. Four weeks of summer, like a dream, A river flowing, wide and deep. But now the water turns to steam, And promises too hard to keep. I'll hold the memory of your smile, And know that it was true and free. A little time, a little while, Is all that it was meant to be. That last sad coffee in the sun, The cup was warm, our hands were cold. The little things

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00:03:43

Tschernobyl-Nüsse

docredder ·

2025/09/07

This reggae piece dates back to late 1986 and was my satirical take on the Chernobyl disaster. Thanks to AI, I was able to not only restore the piece but also spice it up considerably. I'd rather spare you the original... :-) Habt ihr die Eichhörnchen gesehen, draußen am Wald? Mit Nüssen, groß wie Äpfel, die strahlen blau und kalt? Die Viecher grinsen wie Irre, sie sind richtig nuts. Diese Nuss-Mafia terrorisiert den ganzen Platz. Die Eichhörnchen-Crew ist crazy, total verrückt, Hat im Wald

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00:09:45

The Grantchester Meadows Bee Colony

docredder ·

2025/09/06

The sun fell low, a burning brand, We buzzed our way across the land. Through fields of clover, soft and deep, A solemn vow we had to keep. To bring the gold, to fill the comb, To make our little house a home. Oh, the sweetness, the amber tear, For every buzz, for every fear. In this shared space, in this quiet hum, I know exactly where I’m from. A honey drop, a taste so true, A thank you from me to you. The Queen she waits, so wise and old, To hear the stories we have told. She sees the pollen on

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