Name: Goodbye My Angel by Astral Taxi in Shirlinda
Duration: 3 min 48 s
Description: "Goodbye My Angel" is about the breakdown of a relationship and the regret of not doing enough to try and mend that relationship

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Shirlinda

"Goodbye My Angel" is about the breakdown of a relationship and the regret of not doing enough to try and mend that relationship

Goodbye My Angel

Obamacare

Okuruto Lo-Fi Amazing Collab.
Japan Osaka + Italy Milan + France Paris NFT Collective.
人生は素晴らしい。- Jinsei wa subarashī
La vita è bella. Life is beautiful. La vie est belle.

The Scent Of Lost Love

Impossible Love

不可能な愛 (Impossible Love)

Ghost of My Hero by Shirlinda is a haunting blend of rock, goth rock, darkwave, and dungeon synth, weaving ethereal melodies with gritty, driving beats. The album’s atmosphere is thick with mystery, drawing from classic hard rock riffs and dark ambient soundscapes. Shirlinda’s vocals, layered with both whisper-soft harmonies and powerful belts, float like ghostly apparitions, conveying both melancholy and resilience. Synth-heavy tracks evoke a retro-futuristic vibe, reminiscent of old-world gothic aesthetics but tinged with modern synthwave and dark electronica influences.

Lyrically, Ghost of My Hero explores themes of loss, solitude, and memory. Each track feels like an exploration of an ancient, shadowed landscape where haunting echoes and distant thunder provide the sonic backdrop. Guitar riffs and bass lines are intense and hypnotic, grounding the ethereal synth melodies and drawing listeners into a labyrinth of sound. The title track, "Ghost of My Hero," is a powerful anthem that combines Shirlinda’s storytelling with her unique blend of post-punk and industrial rock influences.

The album appeals to fans of underground music scenes, with tracks that range from pulsating dungeon synth compositions to brooding gothic ballads. It’s an album that lingers, like the memory of a distant figure whose presence remains in both light and shadow, offering both a tribute to and a reimagining of the darker realms of music.

Ghost Of My Hero

Battle Hymn of Shadows

Heritage of the Sacred Trees


Nel mondo che avanza, siamo un po' smarriti,
mille preoccupazioni nei cuori già afflitti.
Ma con Samanda a fianco, la vita è una danza,
insieme affrontiamo ogni oscura incidenza.

Amore mio, teniamoci uniti,
in questa avventura, siamo infiniti.


Con Gabriel che ride e Ariel che canta,
ogni difficoltà, insieme, si affronta.

Amore mio, teniamoci uniti,
in questa avventura, siamo infiniti.

Isabel sorride, i sogni si tessono,
tra giochi e coccole, gli amori non cessano.
Le notti son lunghe, ma il tuo sguardo è un faro,
mi guida nel buio, con te non ho raro.

Amore mio, teniamoci uniti,
in questa avventura, siamo infiniti.


Con Gabriel che ride e Ariel che canta,
ogni difficoltà, insieme, si affronta.

Amore mio, teniamoci uniti,
in questa avventura, siamo infiniti.


Le sfide del tempo ci mettono alla prova,
ma il nostro legame mai si ritrova.
Samanda, mia dolce, nei giorni di tempesta,
tu sei la mia forza, la mia unica festa.

Amore mio, teniamoci uniti,
in questa avventura, siamo infiniti.


Con Gabriel che ride e Ariel che canta,
ogni difficoltà, insieme, si affronta.

Amore mio, teniamoci uniti,
in questa avventura, siamo infiniti.


In questo 2025, un viaggio di amore,
con ogni sorriso, ritrovo il calore.
Il nostro cammino, un sentiero di stelle,
insieme con Isabel, rendiamo le cose belle.


Five Love

Sing Our Souls

Kemba - Already (Dramantic Remix)

'banjovi'

something until the next thing

banjovi

In collaboration with Francess Harris. She played the piano composition and I did the composition of the orchestral arrangement. Thank you for listening and enjoy. Any comment is appreciated always.

The Poet (feat. Fr. Harris)

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...

Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER
🎸J I M🎙️: @user-759566380

Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks

Vocal/iIntro&Final text : DelhyA

J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...


La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui ronge

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide (help!)
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs là qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui

Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées

La tendresse des coups (quelle tendresse?)

Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage muet… où les vagues d'une mer intérieure contenue se brisent en silence...
———————————————————————————————————
I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...

Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away

And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death

lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly

And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death

the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one

who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death

kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions

The tenderness of blows

I can't let them reach that mute shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

La tendresse des coups (with 🎸JIM🎙️and Régis GAUBERT)

Everyone is a traveler... May good fortune be with the traveler!!
This was created with such feelings in mind.

thank you for listening！！

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Lonely traveler

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Original by JJ Cale 1986
Acoustik guitar & vocal: Docvet
Other instruments & mix : PJ Project

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This is what it feels like when the third eye bursts open. The textures, the pulse, the primal tension—absolutely captivating. A spiritual cyber-ritual in audio form.
(Still fine-tuning the tags for this track — apologies if it pops up in unexpected genres! 😅 Thanks for listening!)

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The 5th of 6 takes on my latest tune. Let me know which you like best. Thanks, WB

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