Inspirations

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This collection is comprised of songs I have put together in honor of people, organizations, and products that WATCH ]|[ appreciates and supports.

They are made in a heartfelt way to give honor and appreciation.gratitude.

wine and craft

ozv

A tribute to OZV zinfandel wine (Lodi, california)
O z v
O z v
O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Top me off
Cheers
Yeah

O
Z
V
O
Z
V

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Lift me
Cheers

Ozv
Free me
See me

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Ozv
Free me
See me

Cheers
That's my wine
Ozv
Ozv
Z
V

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Lift me
Cheers

Ozv
Free me
See me

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Ozv
Free me
See me

Cheers
That's my wine
Ozv
On some
O
Z
V

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Lift me
Cheers

Ozv
Free me
See me

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Ozv
Free me
See me

Cheers
That's my wine
Ozv
Ozv

Feeling kinda fine from this scarlet red wine
Sweet and sexy when the lips meet
I want it all the time
Pour another glass
Top me off
Don't be discreet
First sip
Ahhhh
Vibrating from my head down to my feet

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Mmm
Ooo
That's right
To share or not to share
That's the question that I face
You better not act a fool
Or I'ma regulate your glass

Don't touch that
Ha
Need another bottle
Heading to the store
Cost plus
Doors swing open
Wobbling through the door
Left side
No wait
Right side
There she be
Grab a shopping cart
Cause destiny
Is calling me
One
Two
Three
Special deal on four
Hope the credit card survives
Cause I'm coming back for more
O
Z
V

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Lift me
Cheers

Ozv
Free me
See me

Rolling to the house
Eyes locked on the prize
Thinking 'bout those sexy legs
That first sip
Oh my
Ozv
Ozv
Ozv
Oh my

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Ohhh
She fine
Cheers

Take me
Land of
Take me
Land of
Take me
Land of
Come see the wizard

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Take another sip
Take another sip
O
Z
V
Take me
Land of
Come see the wizard

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Take another sip
Take another sip
O
Z
V
O
Z
V

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Lift me

Her character's strong
Little mocha in the mix
She pairs with everything
Her quality is rich
That aroma gets you moving
That flavor's on fire
Straight outta lodi
Old vine zinfandel desire
O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Low-die
That's right
Never too acidic
Always balanced
Pure bliss
Warm embrace around your soul
Then she seals it with a kiss
*mwah*
Ozv

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
One more bottle
One more bottle

O
Z
*mwah*

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Muah
She bad
Always on the shelf
Ready whenever I'm back
Better show respect
Or she'll lay you on your back

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Respect
Ha

Who got that ozv

Who got that ozv

We got that ozv
Who got another bottle

Right here
Top me off
Right here
Top me off

Top it off
One more glass

One more
Cheers

Cheers
Everybody now
That's my wine
Ozv
Ozv
Ozv
Ozv

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
One more bottle
One more bottle

O
Z

Strong and bold zin
With a zip but never peppery
Compared to fancy bottles
Man
How can this even be
She ain't trying to rob you
She won't empty all your money
Just breathe
Relax
This here's liquid milk and honey

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Milk and honey
Mmm
Always on the shelf
Ready whenever I'm back
Better pay respect
Or she'll lay you on your back
Wine-o I'm becoming
Yeah
I'll admit that's me
Tonight I'm getting lifted
On some
O
Z
V

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Lift me
Cheers

Ozv
Free me
See me

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Ozv
Free me
See me

Cheers
That's my wine
Ozv
See me

Cheers
That's my wine
Ozv
Ozv
Ozv
Ozv

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
One more bottle
One more bottle

O
Z
V

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Smooth
Cheers
Watchillie
Ozv
Ozv
Ozv

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
One more bottle
One more bottle

O
Z
V

O-z-v
Sip sip
O-z-v
Smooth
Cheers
Watchillie

OZV is written in honor of my favorite wines from Lodi California. The wine is a rich bodied Zinfandel with a creamy chocolate base. It is strong but incredibly smooth.

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tobin james

a tribute to tobin james wines (lodi california)
Pour a glass
Drink it on down
Old vines aged with time
Zinfandel the wine
Paso Robles sunshine in every glass I raise
Pour a glass
Drink it on down
Sugar legs so sweet
Balanced clean and neat
Made to satisfy the craving every sip brings peace
Pour a glass
Drink it on down
Come and taste the sun
Come and taste the one
That you're saving when you're craving for those summer nights
Pour a glass
Drink it on down
Unique the taste
From a family place
Old fashioned with a passion making every vintage great

Tobin James
The winery refinery
Family hospitality
Come and join and celebrate
Every vintage speaks with quality
Tobin James
The winery refinery
The coast is where you gotta be
Come and join and celebrate
Where vino is the melody

Pour a glass
Drink it on down
Berry peach and rose
When it hits the nose
The aroma lets you know it's Tobin James you chose
Pour a glass
Drink it on down
If you got the time
Always got the wine
Got the nectar for the weather that'll blow your mind
Pour a glass
Drink it on down
Never chasing fame
Or awards and praise
With experience they're serious keeping quality the same
Pour a glass
Drink it on down
Whether chardonnay
Or Syrah for play
Sweet and sexy with the texture that'll make you say

Tobin James
The winery refinery
Family hospitality
Come and join and celebrate
Every vintage speaks with quality
Tobin James
The winery refinery
The coast is where you gotta be
Come and join and celebrate
Where vino is the melody


Tobin James
Pour a glass
Drink it on down
Tobin James
Watchillie
Savor every moment
Family hospitality
Tobin James

Tobin James is HANDS DOWN one of my absolute favorite wines.

It is absolutely incredible!

It is WORTH THE $$!!

EVERY SINGLE liquid gold!

There is:

ZERO bitterness
ZERO tanins
ZERO after-taste
ZERO musty aroma after sip
ZERO 'strong alcohol' taste

For anyone who does not even 'like wine' I would emphatically recommend a glass of Tobin...

If I could afford it more often...

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Masters of astoria

A tribute to Fort george brewery in astoria, oregon

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops

Hops


Hops

Is what we brew

Astoria beer pride

Is how we do

Craft beer

Is our mastery

Smooth

Clean

Taste

Is how it's gotta be

Flavors are forgiving

Creamy finish

Worth relivin'

Precision is our mission

We bring unity

Not division

Band stops

I

P

A

Full band slams back in

Our

Way

We'll own the battleground

Come sip

Experience

Astoria's where it's goin' down


Fort

George

Brewing proud

Astoria

Smooth

Taste-eee

Masters of astoria

Fort

George

Raise 'em high

Astoria

I

P

A

Is our trade

Our craft

Our lifeblood

Don't be afraid


Fort george

Fort george

Fort george


No

Skunk

No

Not ever in our formula

Citra

Mosaic

Amarillo

Simple

And enough

Keep it smooth

Keep it

Keep it tight

Abv

Balanced

Every drop

Always quantified

Artistry perfected

With patience

Chemistry

Our beer

Is a relationship

Pour a pint

You'll see


Fort

George

Brewing proud

Astoria

Smooth

Taste

Masters of astoria

Fort

George

Raise 'em high

Astoria

I

P

A

Is our trade

Our craft

Our lifeblood

Don't be afraid


Fort george

Fort george

Fort george


Come and taste hops

Hops

Hops

At the fg

Celebrate

Hops

Hops

At the fg

Appreciate hops

Hops

Hops

At the fg

Everyone that comes

Is family

Respect and passion

Love infused

Our beer is life

Our hops

The muse


Hops

Hops

Hops

Balanced

Smooth

Hops

Hops

Hops

The go-to

You're gonna choose

Hops

Hops

Hops

Oregon

Proud

Experience

The flavor

Raise

Your

Glass

Raaaaaaaise your glass up

Now

Full band explodes back in


Fort

George

Brewing proud

Astoria

Smooth

Taste-eee

Masters of astoria

Fort

George

Raise 'em high

Astoria

I

P

A

Is our trade

Our craft

Our lifeblood

Don't be afraid


Fort george

Fort george

Fort george


Vortex

Hops

City of dreams

Hops

Magnanimous

Hops

Field of greens

Hops

Suicide

Squeeze

Hops

Short sands lager

Hops

Cavatica stout

Hops

Three wayyyyy

Hops

Fort george

Fort george

Fort george

Raise your glass

We'll hold our ground

Fort george

Fort george

Fort george

Hops

Hops

Our weapon

The sword

Slice

Fort

Fort

Fort

Fort

Fort

George

Huge sustained guitar chord

Brewin' up perfection

And you don't know how we did it

Watchillie

Huge final guitar hit


Some songs are written to honor people. Others commemorate places or moments in history. Masters of Astoria was written to celebrate craftsmanship.


For years, Fort George Brewery in Astoria, Oregon has been my favorite brewery in the Pacific Northwest. Long before writing this song, I spent years reviewing craft beer and even hosted a YouTube channel dedicated to sharing my passion for great breweries. Out of all the breweries I visited and reviewed, Fort George consistently stood at the top.


This song is my way of saying thank you.


Rather than creating a commercial or a traditional jingle, I wanted to write something that could actually be played inside the brewery, during an event, or while people are sharing pints with friends. The goal was to capture the energy, pride, and culture that make craft beer special.


Musically, Masters of Astoria blends old-school hip hop with hard rock influences inspired by Rage Against the Machine and Audioslave. The song opens with whispered chants of "Hops..." that slowly build beneath a fingerpicked acoustic guitar before the band suddenly drops into silence. A single shouted "HOPS!" ignites the full band, creating the same anticipation and release as that first sip of an exceptional beer.


Lyrically, the song celebrates what makes great beer more than just a beverage. References to Citra, Mosaic, and Amarillo hops, balanced ABV, chemistry, artistry, and precision brewing acknowledge the science and craftsmanship behind every glass. Brewing is presented as both technical discipline and creative expression.


The title, Masters of Astoria, reflects more than a brewery's location. It is a statement of respect. To me, Fort George has earned a reputation for consistently producing some of the finest craft beer in the Pacific Northwest. The chorus transforms that admiration into an anthem, with "Fort George!" becoming the rallying cry celebrating the people behind the beer.


Throughout the song are nods that longtime Fort George fans will immediately recognize. Vortex, City of Dreams, Magnanimous, Field of Greens, Suicide Squeeze, Short Sands Lager, Cavatica Stout, and Three Way are more than beer names. They are milestones in the brewery's history and memories shared by countless beer lovers who have gathered around a pint.


One of my favorite lines is:


> "Chemistry... with artistry."


Those four words capture what great brewing has always represented to me. Brewing is equal parts science and creativity. Precision and passion working together to create something memorable.


The bridge reinforces another idea I have always associated with the craft beer community:


> "Everyone that comes is family."


Whether you're a first-time visitor or a longtime regular, the best breweries have a way of making people feel welcome. Great beer starts conversations, creates friendships, and builds community.


The ending of the song shifts into celebration, calling out some of Fort George's most iconic beers in rapid succession before finishing with one final declaration of the brewery's name. It is meant to feel like the closing moments of a live anthem, where everyone in the room is chanting together with a glass raised high.


Ultimately, Masters of Astoria is not about selling beer. It is about recognizing excellence. It is a tribute to the brewers, the staff, the loyal patrons, and the culture they have built over the years.


Sometimes the highest compliment you can give a company isn't a review.


Sometimes it's writing them an anthem.


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a part of me

A tribute to pfriem brewery in Hood river oregon

pFriem

Oooo

Home

Family

pFriem


It started with a dream

A passion for family

Pacific northwest

The gorge

Columbia river running free

They saw a need

A path to choose

A promise they would never lose

From the meeting of three

Came a vision to believe

Breaking molds

Changing minds

Creating something to stand through time

The family brewery

Called pFriem


Mmm

pFriem


They knew there had to be another way

To balance malt and hops each day

A taste that's never bitter

Delightful

Strong

And supreme

And that is why

They created

pFriem


pFriem

Home

Oooo


pFriem

Not just a brewery or a place


A place

A home

pFriem

A place

A home

A family that stays


Family

Always

On hearts


On hearts

On minds


On minds

With trust


Always

With love

She always gives enough

Because every sip of pFriem

Becomes

A part

Of me


Of me

pFriem


While others chase

Fame

And awards

Our roots remain

Deep in the gorge

Where mount hood waters

Feed the grains

Where every season

Brings a change

Every pint

A precious work of art

Because when pFriem hits the lips

That's where memories start


Memories

pFriem


They knew there had to be another way

To balance malt and hops each day

A taste that's never bitter

Delightful

Strong

And supreme

And that is why

They created

pFriem


pFriem

Home

Oooo


pFriem

Not just a brewery or a place


A place

A home

pFriem

A place

A home

A family that stays


Family

Always

On hearts

On hearts

On minds

On minds

With trust

With trust

She always gives enough

Because every sip of pFriem

Becomes

A part

Of me


Of me

pFriem


Every glass

A gift

A promise


A promise

Every guest

Is welcomed home


Home

Every brewer

Leaves a fingerprint

Every batch made

Has its own soul

Close your eyes

Take in what's new

Taste craft

It's made just for you


Just for you

pFriem


As we always knew there was a better way

To balance malt and hops

Be true

Sustain

A taste that's never bitter

Delightful

Strong

And supreme

Cause it's for love

That they created

pFriem


pFriem

Oooo


pFriem

Not just a brewery or a place


A place

A home

pFriem

A place

A home

A family

Always safe


Family

Safe

On hearts

On hearts

On minds

On minds

With trust

Always

We're always here

And you will see

Because with every sip of pFriem

Each taste

Is a part

Of me


Of me

Forever

pFriem


pFriem

Always a part of me


Always

pFriem

Special

Unique and clean


So clean

pFriem

Forever a part of me

pFriem

Always smooth

Always clean


Smooth

Clean

pFriem

We're here for you


For you

pFriem



At pFriem

We're thankful

Thankful

For you


Thank you

Thank you

We're thankful

For you

At pFriem

So thankful

For you


pFriem

We're thankful

For you

Oooo

Watchillie


"A Part of Me" was written as a tribute to pFriem Family Brewers, a brewery that has consistently impressed me with its craftsmanship, humility, and commitment to quality. While many breweries chase trends or produce endless varieties, pFriem has always stood out for taking the opposite approach: carefully crafting beers that are balanced, refined, and consistently exceptional.


Rather than writing a song about beer itself, I wanted to capture what keeps people coming back. For me, pFriem represents family, community, artistry, and the beauty of the Columbia River Gorge. The chorus, "Because every sip of Freem becomes a part of me," reflects how meaningful places and experiences become woven into our lives and memories.


This song is simply my way of saying thank you to a brewery that has become more than a place to enjoy a great beer. It has become a small but lasting part of my own story.


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products and Brands

stanK
A tribute to skouts honor skunk ordor eliminator

Stank


After work

Spend time fam

Nothin' glam

Seemed like

Another day

Three am

Dog came in

Smelled like sin

Looks like he caught a spray

Was a skunk

A slam dunk

What are we gonna do

Opened up

Pressed my luck

Began bathing again

Truth be told

Look, behold

That scout's honor had killed that


Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that


Disbelief

Cannot be

Something this simple could

Quench that rank

Stop that stank

I'm sayin'

No way

Diy

Home hacks tried

Products vied

Feelin' my life's a joke

Lost all hope

End of rope

Until scout's honor killed that


Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that


Not just the dog

Stanky fog

Consumed

Entire

House

Cannot breathe

No relief

The carpets

Rugs

And couch

Blow it up

Given up

I'm thinkin' time to move

Then that time

Dropped that dime

One last shot

And scout's honor had killed that


Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that


Stopped that skunk

Stopped that skunk

No more funk

No more funk

Our home

It's given back

No more smell

All is well

And we don't have to move

Thankful now

My new vow

On the offensive now

Should that skunk

Show its tail

I got scout's honor to stop that


Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Peeeeeeee

Youuuuuuu

Watchillie


The True Story Behind STANK!


STANK! was inspired by a very real 3 a.m. disaster. Our dog came inside after being sprayed by a skunk, and within minutes the smell had taken over the dog, the rugs, the carpets, and the house. I tried the usual DIY remedy with hydrogen peroxide, baking soda, and dish soap, along with multiple shampoos and home hacks, but days later the smell was still there.


With very low expectations, I tried Scout's Honor Skunk Odor Eliminator. To my complete surprise, it removed the odor from the rugs and carpet so thoroughly that I got down on my hands and knees to smell them myself. I then used it on the dog, and the skunk smell was gone there too. The result was so unexpected that a rhythm immediately started forming in my head, followed by the hook: "That Scout's Honor had killed that stank." The song is playful, but every part of the story behind it is true.


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people and legacies

Double Jeopardy

a tribute to the electronic store Circuit city

Alex Trebek
The standard

Knowledge

Respect


Generations raised by alex t the great

Made intelligence cool, never fueled the hate

Dignity and wisdom every episode displayed

Made the nerd the hero every time he hit the stage

Educated gentleman, an example every day

Never talked down, always showed another way

Respect was automatic, never made you prove your worth

Every wrong answer, just another chance to learn

Patient with the players, never rushed the conversation

Always kept his cool with remarkable navigation

Failure wasn't failure, it was simply how you grow

Teaching every lesson while he quietly ran the show

King of jeopardy

King of jeopardy

Always in his lane, true class personified

Suit, shirt and tie, always dignified

Commanding was the voice, sharp wit was the blade

Knowledge was the masterpiece that alex always made

Smile across the podium when you'd hit that daily double

You could see the pride, never hoping that you'd stumble

Money was the object but the title was the prize

Questions built the champion, jeopardy made you wise


Double jeopardy

Double jeopardy

Knowledge is the weapon

Better form the question

Double jeopardy

Double jeopardy

Earn it with your mind

That's the trebek lesson

Form the question

Form the question

Knowledge

Respect

Knowledge

Respect


Every night we'd gather round the television screen

Three generations watching every category seen

Grandma loved the questions, yeah she never missed a show

Trying to beat alex to the answer was the goal

Knights of trivia battled, smartest of the smart

Every game another canvas where trebek created art

Time to paint

Time to paint

Always found a way to quote the wise before the fame

Planting seeds of curiosity with every single game

History and oddities, science, books and art

You'd better know your classics if you wanted a strong start

If you came to fake the funk you wouldn't make round three

History would humble you respectfully and clean

Intelligence the weapon and the stone that shaped the blade

He showed us every person earned exactly equal praise

Whether actor, dignitary, teacher, kid or fan

Everybody mattered simply 'cause you were human

Jeopardy was more than just another game to play

That's why the name trebek will live forever every day


Knowledge never ages

Wisdom never dies

Some men chase the spotlight

Some illuminate our lives

Not because he shouted

Not because he flexed

History remembers

The man called alex

Alex

Alex

Alex


Double jeopardy

Double jeopardy

Knowledge is the weapon

Better form the question

Double jeopardy

Double jeopardy

Earn it with your mind

That's the trebek lesson

Who is

Alex

Trebek

Knowledge

Respect

Question

Answer


Respect

Knowledge

Wisdom

Respect

One answer

One question

One legend

Alex trebek

Who is

Alex

Trebek

Respect

Watchillie

Double Trebek is my tribute to Alex Trebek, a man whose voice, intelligence, humility, and quiet integrity became part of the daily lives of millions of people. Like so many others, I grew up watching Jeopardy! and came to appreciate not only the game itself, but the person who guided it with wit, grace, and genuine respect for knowledge.

I didn't write this song to imitate the television show or capitalize on its popularity. I wrote it out of gratitude. It is my way of saying thank you to someone whose work inspired curiosity, lifelong learning, and thoughtful conversation across generations.

The title is intentionally playful, echoing the familiar language of the game while pointing toward something deeper. The song celebrates more than trivia. It celebrates wisdom, perseverance, kindness, and the idea that intelligence and humility can exist together.

Alex Trebek faced his battle with pancreatic cancer with remarkable courage and dignity. Even while confronting one of life's greatest challenges, he continued doing what he loved, inspiring countless people through his resilience and optimism. That quiet strength became as much a part of his legacy as the game show itself.

Musically, Double Trebek is designed to capture the excitement, anticipation, and joy that surrounded Jeopardy! while remaining respectful of the man at its center. Rather than being a parody or novelty song, it is meant to feel like a genuine celebration of a remarkable life and career.

My hope is that listeners smile when they hear it, remember where they were when they watched Jeopardy!, and reflect on how one person can positively influence millions of lives simply by encouraging people to keep learning.

In the end, Double Trebek is less about a television program than it is about honoring a man whose curiosity, professionalism, and humanity left an enduring mark on our culture. If the song encourages even one listener to remember Alex Trebek with a smile, then it has accomplished exactly what I hoped it would.

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Hello - Chadwick Boseman

a tribute to actor chadwick boseman

Oooooohhh.

Hello. hello. hello. hello.

Oooooohhh.

We remember.


Shockwave when I enter, I speak grace over the land

Standing never demanding, still I offered out my hand

Kings and queens my kinfolk, elevation was the plan

I gave you truth

Wisdom

And stand


Styling never profiling, my presence would command

No posing, only purpose, sacred Ankh within my hand

Pressure made me diamond, I crushed stone back into sand

To fear I rebuke

To lies

I stand


Can you feel me?

Oooooohhh.

Hello. hello. hello. hello.

(Chadwick Boseman y'all)


Can you hear me?

Oooooohhh.

Hello. hello. hello. hello.


Exacting and precise, my blade was sharp, I never missed

Jealousy and envy, weak weapons trying to dismiss

Intensity meant nothing, even resting I resist

Disciplined

Brilliant

Never switched


With wisdom I was humble, still had fire behind my eyes

Every role I carried showed the sun was bound to rise

Transparent in my living, no disguise inside my stride

Your mind

I lift

I guide


Can you feel me?

Oooooohhh.

Hello. hello. hello. hello.


This day.

We pray.

Stay. with me.


This day.

We pray.

Stay. with me.


I came into this world to share a purpose that was deep

Benevolent and eloquent, gave people strength to keep

I carried pain in silence while the world was fast asleep

Still I rose

Still I taught

Still I reached


The price was never fame to me, the mission was the flame

To honor every ancestor and magnify the name

If one child walks with pride because they heard me, that's the gain

My life

My gift

My aim


Can you feel me?

Oooooohhh.

Hello. hello. hello. hello.

(Black Panther forever)


Don't be sad, don't be mad that I cannot hold your hand

I left you tools and blueprints if you follow through the plan

Let ancestors surround you and provide what you demand

Walk with pride

Soul steps

Stand


Time has never bound me, I breathe courage in your ear

So you live loud in your truth and never operate in fear

Eternal, immortal, in the shadows I am near

My gift to you

Was love

I'm here


Oooooohhh.

This day.

We pray.

Stay. with me.


Oooooohhh.

You will see.

It's me.

Still leading.


Soon you'll be.

High and free.

Still breathing.


Hello. hello. hello. hello.

Hello. hello. hello. hello.

Hello was inspired by the life and legacy of the late Chadwick Boseman.

Rather than focusing solely on his accomplishments, the song reflects on the strength, dignity, and grace he displayed while privately battling illness.


His ability to continue creating meaningful work while carrying unseen burdens became the foundation of this song.


The piece serves as a reminder that we rarely know what battles others are fighting beneath the surface.

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Elevate - Bessie Coleman

a tribute to female pilot bessie coleman

Watchillie


They told her stay low

Keep your feet on ground

Dreams like yours

Don't make a sound

Brown skin child

Cold hard land

But the stars kept calling

Take my hand

No runway waiting

No open gate

So she crossed that ocean

To challenge fate

France in sunrise

Hope in her chest

The sky saw Bessie

And gave her its best

No refuse

I fly

No chains

I rise

No ceiling

Above me now

Only endless skies


Fly Queen Bess fly

Lift every child denied

Rise Queen Bess rise

Write your name across the sky

She first

She flies

She first

She flies


Leather cap shining

Goggles in hand

Crowds stood frozen

Could not understand

Jenny roaring

Across the fairground air

Silver Nieuport dancing

Like freedom wasn't rare

Deep turns

Steep dives

Looping through pain

Every barrel roll

Broke another chain

No refuse

I fly

No hate

I rise

No limits

Hold me now

Only open skies


Fly Queen Bess fly

Lift every child denied

Rise Queen Bess rise

Write your name across the sky


If they close the gates

Build wings

If they hide the road

Sing

If they say not you

Climb

If they steal your light

Shine

Shine


Can I fly too?


Fly Queen Bess fly

Fly Queen Bess fly

Now the whole world knows your name

Rise Queen Bess rise

Nothing ever stays the same

She first

She flies

She first

She flies


Queen Bess

Queen Bess

Bessie Coleman


Watchillie

Elevate was written as a tribute to pioneering aviator Bessie Coleman, the first African American and Native American woman to earn an international pilot's license.

Her story embodies courage, determination, and the refusal to accept limitations imposed by society. Faced with barriers because of both race and gender, Coleman pursued her dream by traveling abroad when opportunities in the United States were denied to her.

Throughout the song there are references to her Nieuport bi-plane as well as many of the maneuvers she pioneered.

The song celebrates not only her accomplishments but also the mindset required to rise above adversity and pursue a vision others may not understand.

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media and community

back up wrap up
a theme song for the back up wrap up podcast

Workin' data systems

As it's yet another day

Gotta keep 'em up

Just enough

Cause I gotta

Get

Paid

Cause there's

Terabytes

And

Petabytes

Someone's gotta manage this

Must stay available

With zero down

No incidents

Always overwhelmed

And scramblin'

Education's what I need

Gotta learn

To back it up

Plug the holes

And stop the bleed


Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Learn to get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Gotta get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Learn to get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Gotta get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up


Years of education

Double digits

Certifications

With experience

And analysis

And recovery

From paralysis

Ransomware

And rogue attacks

Strategies

To counteract

Preparation

Recovery

Get

The

Data

Back

Unbiased

Objective

Three decades

The record

Established

And thorough

With methods

To protect

Mr backup's got your back

With knowledge

Respect


Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Learn to get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Gotta get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Learn to get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Gotta get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up


Data breach

Gotta have recovery

Data breach

Gotta have recovery

Data breach

Gotta have recovery

Immutable

Ready

Recover


Episodes I've learned

To keep data

Out-the-urn

Now I'm feeling

Strong and confident

Rpo

No incidents

Learned from the best

Methods to test

To plan

Backup

Recovery

Mr backup

Kept the box up

Now attempts to thwart

To me

Are funny

Wc

Is down with me

Now I'm makin'

Money money

Ransomware be hittin'

As all systems

Go to zero

Backup admin

Cyber

Recovery

Hero

Hero


Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Learn to get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Gotta get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Learn to get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

Gotta get the data back

Back it up

Back

Back it up

Wrap it up

Back it up

Back

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up


Podcast

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

Podcast

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

Podcast

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

My data now immutable

It's stable

Outlasts

Podcast

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

Podcast

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

Podcast

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

My only consultation

For my backup education

Gotta hear


The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

No fears

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

Gotta hear

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up

No fears

The

Back

Up

Wrap

Up



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nostalgia and culture

C. City

a tribute to the electronic store Circuit city

Back in the day when I was a teen-ager

Used to go shopping with my sky pager

Me and my homies clockin beats

Where it's always goin down

Try'na impress all the cuties with that boom bap sound


Rollin through the doors with a pad of cash

An aiwa or sony, denon beats that last

Hit hard

Hit smooth

Them beats be clean

Crank the equalizer till that punch be mean


This is what I want

That's the one right there

Gonna buy it

Gonna woo the dips with the curly hair



C city

Where the party at


C city

Where the speakers clap


C city

Where the bass go boom


C city

Bring the funky to the room


Get your funky beats at c city

Get your funky beats at c city



So much more than a store

Was the place that's lookin out

The spot for gettin speakers when ya wanna push clout


Make that 808 boom

Make those high notes sing

Betta test it out before ya buy it

Make sure sound clean


J-v-c r-c

M-90 was the top

M-70 was its cousin

And both rocked the block


Listen start to finish

Cassette real-to-reel

Put it on your shoulder

So you'd catch the feel


That bass boom

Highs hit

Kicks make chest bone thump

Makin honey dips with the curlies wanna shake they rump


At the corner

On the street

Where they heard the sounds

My jvc m-90 always brought the crowds



C city

Where the party at


C city

Where the speakers clap


C city

Where the bass go boom


C city

Bring the funky to the room


Get your funky beats at c city

Get your funky beats at c city



Headphones on and I'm pressin play

Tryna find the perfect tape to take away


Run dmc

Rakim

Ll too

If the beat hit hard then you know I had to move


Eric b was pumpin

Fresh prince got spins

Beastie boys kickin while I checked the bins


Standin there for hours

Tryna make my choice

Cause every tape was talkin with a different voice


One more sample

One more track

One more groove

Then I'd carry that cassette home and let the whole block move



Boom bap


Ta-boom bap


Boom bap


Ta-boom bap


Dual cassettes and dolby make your whole crew clap


Boom bap


Ta-boom bap


Clean tweeters that are neater so you hear me spit facts


Boom bap


Ta-boom bap


C city was the place where the fresh beats sat



Way back in the day I'm glad no memories fade

Of a time we kicked rhymes and the beats that we made


And listened to on jvc while we rocked the box

Chillin on the corner with the boys from the blocks


The 80s wasn't perfect but we paid the bills

Made bonds with bros for life as we rocked the beats and chilled


Cause the place we rose above

Was the place we thinkin of

Was the place that showed us love and proof to see


That the beats and rhymes were kickin

With more flavor than mama's chicken

When we chilled and hung out at c city



C city

Where the party at


C city

Where the speakers clap


C city

Where the bass go boom


C city

Bring the funky to the room


Get your funky beats at c city

Get your funky beats at c city


Fresh


Beats be kickin hard make ya check ya neck


Fresh


Boom

Loud


That jvc m-90 always brought the crowd


Fresh


Beats be kickin hard make ya check ya neck


Fresh


Boom

Loud


That jvc m-90 always brought the crowd


Always was funky



Watchillie


There was a time when visiting Circuit City wasn't just shopping. It was an event.


For many of us, it was where we first heard surround sound systems, played with new computers, watched giant televisions, or dreamed about the technology we'd someday own. Walking through those automatic doors felt like stepping into the future.


"Circuit City" was written as a tribute to that feeling.


The song isn't about corporate history or business success. It's about the excitement, curiosity, and optimism that technology inspired during an era when discovering something new often meant visiting a store and experiencing it for yourself.


As part of the WATCH ]|[ Tributes collection, this song celebrates a brand that helped shape the memories of an entire generation.


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products and brands

stanK
A tribute to skouts honor skunk ordor eliminator

Stank


After work

Spend time fam

Nothin' glam

Seemed like

Another day

Three am

Dog came in

Smelled like sin

Looks like he caught a spray

Was a skunk

A slam dunk

What are we gonna do

Opened up

Pressed my luck

Began bathing again

Truth be told

Look, behold

That scout's honor had killed that


Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that


Disbelief

Cannot be

Something this simple could

Quench that rank

Stop that stank

I'm sayin'

No way

Diy

Home hacks tried

Products vied

Feelin' my life's a joke

Lost all hope

End of rope

Until scout's honor killed that


Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that


Not just the dog

Stanky fog

Consumed

Entire

House

Cannot breathe

No relief

The carpets

Rugs

And couch

Blow it up

Given up

I'm thinkin' time to move

Then that time

Dropped that dime

One last shot

And scout's honor had killed that


Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that


Stopped that skunk

Stopped that skunk

No more funk

No more funk

Our home

It's given back

No more smell

All is well

And we don't have to move

Thankful now

My new vow

On the offensive now

Should that skunk

Show its tail

I got scout's honor to stop that


Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

Stank

That scout's honor had killed that

Stank

Peeeeeeee

Youuuuuuu

Watchillie


The True Story Behind STANK!


STANK! was inspired by a very real 3 a.m. disaster. Our dog came inside after being sprayed by a skunk, and within minutes the smell had taken over the dog, the rugs, the carpets, and the house. I tried the usual DIY remedy with hydrogen peroxide, baking soda, and dish soap, along with multiple shampoos and home hacks, but days later the smell was still there.


With very low expectations, I tried Scout's Honor Skunk Odor Eliminator. To my complete surprise, it removed the odor from the rugs and carpet so thoroughly that I got down on my hands and knees to smell them myself. I then used it on the dog, and the skunk smell was gone there too. The result was so unexpected that a rhythm immediately started forming in my head, followed by the hook: "That Scout's Honor had killed that stank." The song is playful, but every part of the story behind it is true.


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places and institutions

smithsonian

A tribute to the smithsonian air and space museum

All my life

I've wanted to fly

Float into the sunset

Taste sapphire skies

Feel the warmth

Of the sun on my face

Split clouds

Moving faster

Play catch the sunset

Race

My

Father told me

Boy you gotta learn

Ed-ucate yourself

Nothing's given

In life

It's all

Earned

These fond memories

Wrapped with love

Pride

And grace

The awe

The majesty

Of this

Life

Changing place


It's here I learn to see

Appreciate facts

And history

The wings

The honors earned

A thirst insatiable

Compulsion to learn


Smithsonian

Where I learned to

Touch the sky

Smithsonian

Where my mind learned to fly

Smithsonian

Where dreams are within

Arms

Reach

Smithsonian

Where those who learn

Grow to teach


Disbelief

The size

The scope,

All those who came before

No matter color

Race

Or gender

There's one

For all

Humbling experience

To read the struggles

The pride

The obstacles

They cleared

Justto fly


It's where I learn to see

Appreciate facts

And history

The wings

The honors earned

A thirst insatiable

Compulsion to learn


Smithsonian

Where I learned to

Touch the sky

Smithsonian

Where my mind

Learned to fly

Smithsonian

Where dreams

Are

Within

Arms

Reach

Smithsonian

Where those who learn

Grow

To teach


Here I fly

Touch the sky

I fly

Soar to space up high

Here I fly

Touch the sky

I fly

Soar to space up high


Smithsonian

Where I learned to

Touch the sky

Smithsonian

Where my mind

Learned to fly

Smithsonian

Where dreams

Are

Within

Arms

Reach

Smithsonian

Where those who learn

Grow

To teach


Inside

I can touch the stars

Inside

Every distance

Disappears

Spirit of st louis

Hanging in the air

Apollo

Carried courage

Beyond the atmosphere

Concorde

Broke the barrier

With speed

Blackbird

Born from lockheed

Queen bess

Broke through the fear

One

Nine

Two-one

Licensed pioneer

Explorer two

One

Nine

Three-five

Seventy-two thousand feet

Into the stratosphere

Sally ride

First american woman

In space

Aboard challenger

She took flight

Tuskegee

Red

Tails

Lindbergh's sirius sailed

Art scholl

Rolled through the blue

Flew everything

A human being could do


I fly

Touch the sky

I fly

Soar to space up high

Here I fly

Touch the sky

I fly

Soar to space up high

Watchillie


"Smithsonian” is a personal tribute to the National Air and Space Museum and to the lasting effect that aviation history can have on a young imagination.


The song begins with a childhood dream of flight and the memory of a father teaching his son that knowledge, discipline, and opportunity must be pursued. From there, it grows into a celebration of the museum as more than a collection of aircraft and artifacts. It becomes a place where history feels immediate, where achievement is understood through the struggles behind it, and where curiosity can become a lifelong calling.


The lyrics move through the museum as if walking from one story to the next. The Spirit of St. Louis, Apollo, Concorde, Blackbird, Explorer II, Sally Ride, the Tuskegee Airmen, Bessie Coleman, Charles Lindbergh’s Sirius, and Art Scholl each represent a different form of courage, ingenuity, persistence, and imagination. Together, they show that the history of flight is not one story, but many, shaped by people who challenged limits and expanded what others believed was possible.


At the center of the song is a simple idea:


Where those who learn

Grow to teach.


That line reflects what the museum has meant to me personally. It is a place where wonder becomes knowledge, where knowledge becomes respect, and where one generation can inspire the next.


Musically, “Smithsonian” was created as a warm, easy-moving neo-soul groove with a relaxed, head-nodding rhythm. The goal was not to make the song feel grand or ceremonial, but welcoming, joyful, and human. It was designed to feel natural in an exhibit, an educational program, a museum event, or simply in the headphones of someone discovering these stories for the first time.


“Smithsonian” is ultimately a thank-you.


A thank-you to the people who preserve these histories.


A thank-you to those who teach them.


And a thank-you to the place that helped a child believe that the sky was not the limit, but the beginning.


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Food

Little  little big

A tribute to portland oregon's little big burger

Hey

On a mission

Gotta chew

On a mission

Gotta eat

Craving

Gotta have it fresh

Pure

Organic or the best

Save

Me

Because I need

I want

A burger

And a bun

Fresh beef

Hand pressed

Each bite

Oooohh

You've been blessed


Compact

Exact

I don't need another giant

I don't need a copycat

What I want

To savor flavor

Compact

Exact

With the meanest of ingredients

Make ya go

Slap slap

Slap

Slap

Gonna get it

Gonna get it

Gonna get it

That's right

Come get a little little

Right now

It's time



Gotta get me

Little big


A little

Big


Burger

Tiny burger

Heavy hitter

Judge the bite

Not the size


Gotta get me

Little big


A little

Big

Bur

Ger

Right

And exact

Small stack

Big smack


Big smack

Gotta get me

Little big


A little

Big


Burger


Looks can be deceiving

Betta check

Check

Check

Check check

Show a little

Respect


Respect


Little big

Whether dining

Inside

Outside

Always on time

Errbody at the joint

They cool

They know me

And they always got my order

Whether single

Or a double

Or the one with only lettuce

Truffle fries

Or a shake

Yup

That's that

I'm always leaving satisfied

Straight facts


Compact

Exact

I don't need another giant

I don't need a copycat

What I want

To savor flavor

Compact

Exact

With the meanest of ingredients

Make ya go

Slap slap

Slap

Slap

Gonna get it

Gonna get it

Gonna get it

That's right

Come get a little little

Right now

It's time



Gotta get me

Little big


A little

Big


Burger

Tiny burger

Heavy hitter

Judge the bite

Not the size


Gotta get me

Little big


A little

Big

Bur

Ger

Right

And exact

Small stack

Big smack


Big smack

Gotta get me

Little big


A little

Big

Bur

Ger

Looks can be deceiving

Betta check

Check

Check

Check check

Show a little

Respect


Respect



How big


Little big


How good


Every bite


Who got flavor


Little big


Who got freshness


Hand pressed


Who we ridin' with


Little big burger



Little

Little

Big

Big

Big


Little

Little

Big

Big

Big


Respect

The burger


Respect

The bite


Little big

Comin' back for dinner

Maybe tomorrow too

Although it's

Little little

She powerful

Heavy hitter

The flavor that's to savor

But you don't have to trust me

Come inside

And have a taste

Experience

You'll see



Gotta get me

Little big


A little

Big

Bur

Ger

Tiny burger

Heavy hitter

Judge the bite

Not the size


Not the size

Gotta get me

Little big


A little

Big

Burger

Right

And exact

Small stack

Big smack


Big smack

Gotta get me

Little big


A little

Big


Burger


Looks can be deceiving

Betta check

Check

Check

Check check

Show a little

Respect


Respect


Little little

Little big

Little big

Hey

Burger

Little little

Little big

Little big

All day

Looks can be deceiving

That's right

Better check

Check check

Show respect

Respect

Watchillie


Some songs are written because they're requested. Others are written because you genuinely love something. Little Big Burger falls into the second category.


As a longtime customer, I've always appreciated that Little Big Burger doesn't try to impress with size. Their burgers look simple, almost like sliders, but one bite tells a completely different story. They're compact, hand-pressed, packed with flavor, and proof that quality beats quantity.


The entire song is built around that idea: don't judge the burger by its size, judge it by the bite. The lyrics celebrate the fresh ingredients, friendly atmosphere, truffle fries, and the experience of walking in knowing you're about to have a consistently great meal.


Musically, I wanted the song to feel like the restaurant itself: upbeat, fun, welcoming, and impossible not to move to. It's meant to sound like something you'd hear playing in the restaurant while people laugh, eat, and enjoy themselves.


Like my other tribute songs, this wasn't created as an advertisement. It was written as a genuine thank-you to a local business that has consistently delivered an experience worth celebrating.

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Thiese songs were created independently as tributes and are not affiliated with, endorsed by, or sponsored by the company or organization it celebrates.