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Amazing Classic Rock Tracks

Aspê

Barn finds 7

Moneyboii Lazer Type Rock v.1

Re-Extended 17

Copy of Darkness Falls

A very raw, heavy track, I was experimenting with newer amps, to see what could come of it.

Past Due

Kill Them with Love – Project Isolar

“Kill Them with Love” was born out of real life — from the everyday moments where people sometimes face harsh words, judgment, or even outright attacks. The idea came from one of my colleagues who would always say, “Kill them with love”, whenever we were met with anger or hostility in our professional roles.

But this message goes far beyond work. It’s about how we choose to face the world, every single day. When someone is rude, lashes out, or spreads negativity — there’s another way to respond: with love. With empathy. With warmth.

This song is a kind of resistance. A peaceful revolution. A musical manifesto to transform darkness into light.
We don’t fight hate with more hate — we defeat it with love.

Thank you for listening.
/Project Isolar

Kill them with love

[Verse 1]  
Out on the lunar dust, beneath the starry dome,  
The first family to call the Moon their home.  
Tommy stands watch by the solar arrays,  
While Earthrise paints the sky in soft blue-gray.  
Dad’s in command, with a sharp, steady hand,  
Keeping us safe in this alien land.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
And though the world we left feels so far away,  
We’ve found a rhythm in this lunar ballet.  

[Chorus]  
We’re living life on a moonbeam dream,  
Under the glow of the Earth’s blue gleam.  
Every star whispers, “You’re not alone,”  
This Moonbase is more than a shelter—it’s home.  

[Verse 2]  
Mom’s in the kitchen, working her magic with care,  
Turning Moon rations into meals we all can share.  
Tommy checks the generators, keeps the power alive,  
While the youngest, Sarah, makes the garden thrive.  
Satellite TV streams shows from afar,  
A little slice of Earth under the Moon’s cold stars.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
We all have a role, we all do our part,  
Keeping the Moonbase beating with heart.  

[Chorus]  
We’re living life on a moonbeam dream,  
Under the glow of the Earth’s blue gleam.  
Every star whispers, “You’re not alone,”  
This Moonbase is more than a shelter—it’s home.  

[Bridge]  
Sometimes we wonder if they see us up here,  
Tiny lights on the surface of the sphere.  
But together we laugh, and together we play,  
Making memories on these lunar days.  
Tommy tells stories of battles and skies,  
While Sarah and Mom bake "Earthrise pies."  

[Chorus]  
We’re living life on a moonbeam dream,  
Under the glow of the Earth’s blue gleam.  
Every star whispers, “You’re not alone,”  
This Moonbase is more than a shelter—it’s home.  

[Outro]  
So here we stand, a family of four,  
Building a life on this cratered shore.  
The first of many to reach for the skies,  
Watching Earthrise with wonder in our eyes.

Moonbeam Dream

Debut EP for an upcoming album. Each song explores a different side of alternative rock, blending synth-driven soundscapes, cinematic strings, and guitar solos. All tracks were written, produced, mixed, and mastered by me in my room.

even after everything you've done for me im still gone

Prod. by V-E Beats

Ghost Vibe

“Guard up” ft KrixketLetta

it’s blood

this is a track that addresses feelings of perseverance, faith, and being really in-tune with oneself. listeners will experience tones of "reminiscence" and "a will to never quit" within the vocal performance. the song sound's sad on the surface, but this song is meant to inspire the best version of oneself. perfect for a workout gym playlist or even for alone time to gather ones thoughts. regardless of where this track is played, you can rest assure marino a.k.a. danny dino will again make you feel the raw emotions that he sings/raps into every song. marino wong is a new artist putting out a new song every week on soundcloud. with an asap rocky type beat produced by the one and only morles. & a vocal specialist such as marino; the song could easily soothe one while they take a break from studying school, going on a drive, or even getting themselves a morning coffee per normal routine. however far you've traveled looking for a real artist with substance, look no further... it is said in ancient scrolls that there is no limit for how far you travel– before realizing marino wong sounds like no other. if this song can help one person get through a tough time, then i've accomplished my life mission. peace and blessings, marino wong

Reach Your Peace (prod. morles.)

made this beat a couple years ago and lost it on an old computer. i ended up finding it in my email and decided to use it. hope yall fw it ily 

Darkness Falls

Vocals by Bobby John
https://soundcloud.com/BobbyJohnMusic

Music & Lyrics by Matan Hamish
Production by Matan Hamish & Chris Gill
Orchestrations by Matan Hamish

Available for publishing and recording.

Lyrics:
Broken up and beaten down
 And my hope, it lies beside me
 seeking comfort in the sound
 of your footsteps in the distance
 but you never came around.

Now a fire's born
 And the flames live on
 Lighting up my way to salvation.

I'm out for demolition
 and the stars are my destination
 I will rearrange all constellations
 and the stars are my destination

I was a drop in your sea of lies
 Among the wrecks you didn't care for
 But now I've opened up my eyes
 And I found my way to the shore
 You're gonna see just what I'm made of.

Now a fire's born
 And the flames live on
 Lighting up my way to salvation

I'm out for demolition
 and the stars are my destination
 I will rearrange all constellations
 and the stars are my destination

Archers, march, take good aim
 let it rain cause I won't break this time
 no, not this time
 load your guns, say your prayers
 if you want war, you just won't win this time,
 no not this time

I'm out for demolition
 and the stars are my destination
 I will rearrange all constellations
 and the stars are my destination



The Stars Are My Destination

Summer Set 2025 – HEAT SIGNAL

Pulse-pressure rhythms and radiant tones for high-summer systems.

An hour of groove-forward bass house and minimal tech — recorded live for Signal Drop 003.

Mixed by KIK SCIENCE

— We Are Pulse.
— We Are FM.

Summer Set 2025 – HEAT SIGNAL

Rock song written, arranged & produced by John Hardman
John Hardman - Vocals, guitars, keys
(c)(p) 2025 Swamp music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

Is It Alright? - Beats Working

At some point, it felt like the track would never let me go.
Every time I tried to finish it, something pulled me back in.

But the stars finally aligned! And now it’s heading into orbit.

You’re about to be pulled by powerful gravity, disguised as sound.
Let this track awaken the strength that lives deep inside,
waiting quietly... until you’re ready.

Some won’t hear it.
But for those who do - it won’t release you easily.

Buy Black Sun

Black Sun

Fever & Humidity (feat. Robert Grigg) (2025)

Ta 25ième heure, l'heure à laquelle tu décides de vivre ta passion.Lorsque l'on fait une activité qu'on aime le temps est toujours trop court et jamais assez long.

Your 25th hour, the time at which you decide to live your passion. When doing an activity that we like, the time is always too short and never long enough.

Ta 25e heure

Tu l'imagines
Mais tu plies l'échine… toujours!

Cet espoir de bonheur
Te reviens à chaque heure… à chaque heure.

(Mais tu te dis…)
Souvent trop longues
Jamais trop courtes
Peu importe elles s'écoulent

Tu rêves de cet instant
Pour traverser ces moments… plus librement.
Toutes ces journées à labourer
Pour construire ce paradis… tant souhaité.

(Mais tu te dis…)
Souvent trop longues
Jamais trop courtes
Peu importe elles s'écoulent s’écoulent s’écouleeeeent

Jamais trop longues
Souvent trop courtes
L'important c'est que tu t'écoutes
Voilà l'instant
Ici le moment
C’est l’heure
De ta 25e heure

Solo

Celle qui t'appartient
La réalisation de ton destin
L'instant de bonheur
Ta passion à toutes heures… à toutes heures

(Mais tu te dis…)
Jamais trop longues
Souvent trop courtes
L’important c’est que tu y touches
Le temps présent
Le temps constant
Voilà l'instant
Ici le moment
C’est l’heure
De ta 25e heure


Ta 25ième heure

A song about anxiety and depression that people around you don't notice

I DON'T FEEL RIGHT  (LYRICS BADTRIPP INC, MUSIC BY BADTRIPP INC/SUNO AI)
My mind is reaching out to people that I meet
Sounds disturb the night so tight and so sweet
My heart is searching for someone to know
But when the game is over I have to go

Take away all my pain
make me dry in the rain
Let me try all in vain
drive me holy insane

My thoughts go back to times that I've seen
Images fill me with things I could have been
My soul is running for safety and for cover
And the years go by as I look for a lover

Touch me deep inside
fill my mind so wide
Take me on a ride
I need a place to hide

I am all alone in this empty town
I'm always here, always on my own
Memories from the past flash through my mind
Pictures of you touch my aching heart

Here comes another night
filling me with fright
I don't feel alright
when I turn out the light

I don't feel right

Country Girls Crew

INVISIBLE

Listen on Spotify

BEATMARIO - digging paradise

Un viaggio strumentale tra rock e jazz, carico di groove, riff potenti e improvvisazione pura. Vibrazioni analogiche, energia viva.

O r g a n  D r i v e

"Fall to the Inferno" is a raw descent into the burning heart of inner collapse.
Produced by EileenNoise, this track blends grunge grit with haunting melody.
With Sophie Ellison on vocals and guitar, her voice bleeds emotion — fierce, broken, unforgettable.

Distorted guitars, infernal imagery, and lyrics like ash on skin:
for those who’ve touched the darkness… and stayed a while.

🎧 Turn it up. Feel the fall.

Produced by EileenNoise
Singer and guitar Sophie Ellison

You can hear other works with her here;)
soundcloud.com/zipboy83/sets/grunge-vocals-by-sophie

[Verse]
I climbed the ladder it burned my hands
Ashes rained like a blackened sand
The air was thick it cut my throat
Choking on the fire that hope once wrote

[Chorus]
Fall fall to the inferno
No escape no tomorrow
Fall fall to the inferno
Where the flames swallow sorrow

[Verse 2]
The ground it split a molten grin
Pulled me down to the depths within
Screams like echoes in a broken shell
Heaven slammed its door welcome to hell

[Prechorus]
The shadows laughed they know my name
No one left to share the blame

[Chorus]
Fall fall to the inferno
No escape no tomorrow
Fall fall to the inferno
Where the flames swallow sorrow

[Bridge]
Red rivers run where dreams decay
Time melts like wax drips away
The devil hums a lullaby
And I can't scream I can't cry

Fall to the inferno

I wasn't the storm
Wasn't the calm
Wasn't even the damn weather report
Just a line somebody skipped
while looking for the chorus

You kept a jar of sugar packets
from diners you don't remember
Me?
I was one of those
Sweet for a second
Then tossed in the glovebox
with expired maps and parking fines

I bought you soup when your sky cracked
You left me waiting on a Tuesday
A Tuesday, man?
The least poetic day of the week

You kept my jokes
but not my number
Told your friends
"she was... funny, I guess"
Hell of a eulogy

I was just a footnote for you
barely there, barely blue
Some flicker in the rearview
of a road you never meant to drive
Yeah...
I was just a footnote for you
But you?
You were a whole damn book for me

I made you pancakes once
You said you were allergic to mornings
And love
And me, apparently

You ever try deleting a voicemail
just so you don't memorize the silence at the end?
Yeah...
Me neither

I was just a footnote for you
just a scene that didn't test well
so they cut it in the final draft
But I kept your ghost in my guitar case
your laugh in the pocket of a coat I never wear
You were thunder
And I was...
a line break
Or less

You thought I was a footnote?
Baby, I'm the erratum
Printed loud
Page one
Right under your regrets

Just a Footnote

By pressing play
you agree to
1. Become a lifelong devotee of this artist
2. Stream everything, even the weird side projects
3. Comment: "Genius"
4. Buy vinyl
Even if you don't own a turntable
Especially if you don't own a turntable

You tapped the beat? That's binding
You laughed? That's proof of consent
By tapping your foot in a public place
you now owe me your attention
until my artistic phase ends
or I fake my death for press

No refunds
No complaints
No skipping the outro

Clause 7b: You will defend me in comment sections
Clause 9: You will quote me in arguments you barely understand
Clause 12: Your soul remains mine
in perpetuity
plus royalties

She ate the fries
He bought the fries
Boom - contract

Somewhere between ketchup
and that third laugh
she apparently co-signed
his entire fantasy

Her wrist brushed his wrist
now she's liable
for his unmet expectations
plus damages

Didn't read the menu?
Still binding
Smiled politely?
That's consent

These are the terms
These are the traps
You clicked "I agree"
without reading the map
No opt-out clause
No human review
By being polite
you said "I do"

Hired on a handshake
you just sold your Sundays
Your dreams?
They've been repurposed
for synergy

The job title said "Creative"
but it meant
"Copy, paste, obey"
You clock in?
You vanish
You breathe in cubicle gray

Your spine?
Company property
Your passion?
A performance metric

See Appendix D
for how to smile on Zoom
while crying on mute
See Section 19
on swallowing your rage
without leaving trace

These are the terms
These are the binds
You didn't negotiate
you were just being kind
Now your silence is debt
Your patience is proof
Your signature's inked
in the sweat of your youth

By hearing this
you acknowledge
All transactions are final
All expectations are assumed
All resistance
is a breach of contract

Thank you for your compliance!

Terms and Conditions

My first Christian Song.

This was a hard one to write — not because I don’t believe, but because I’ve never tried to express faith through music before. I’ve always lived between genres: cinematic, emotional, electronic. But with “Grace in the Silence,” I let go of the pressure to be perfect and just told the truth.
It’s a prayer disguised as a song. It’s about being broken, lost, and still being found. It’s about hearing God not in noise or thunder — but in the silence, when everything else falls away.
Yes, it’s EDM. Yes, it has drops, and cinematic synths. But it’s also soft, real, and deeply spiritual.
I hope this helps someone out there feel seen.

– Kitka 🕊️✨

✍️ Written & performed 432 Hz Frequency Meditation & Sound by Kitka
🎛️ Produced and arranged & mixed by Kitka
📍 Recorded in Germany & Thailand
📅 Released 2025
© All rights reserved under Kitka’s Copyright Profile
📢 For Licensing or Collaborations, contact via SoundCloud

#kitka #graceinthesilence #soundcloudartist #emotionaledm #dreampop
#432hzhealing #healingvibes #silentgrace #hearthealing #spiritualmusic
#edmlive #femalesinger #musicforthesoul #sadgirlvibes #peaceafterpain
#findyourself #innerpeace #faithandmusic #musictherapy #vibecheck
#moodymusic #relatablemusic #upliftingvibes #aestheticmusic #fyp
#musicreels #tiktokmusic #musiciansoftiktok #musicstory #feelingsongs
#viralhook #tiktoktrend #soundtracktofeels

Grace in the Silence

🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤
❤️I created a remix from the track 'Love in Space' by my pal 'Ride Ravers'.--🖤
🖤-------------------------172 Bpm-----------------------------------------❤️
🖤Big Ups to RR for creating the original. Check out his other tracks..-------❤️
🖤----------------------Original: https://soundcloud.com/rideravers/love-in-space
🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤🩶❤️🖤

Love in Space

Love in Space - Ride Ravers -Rokschoon Remix

For 20 million years or more 
this hill has stayed the same 'till here in 1899 
won't be the same again
One thousand men marched to the top 
to fight the will of one
Into a hail of molten rain 
they fell there everyone

Empire calls you 
Kitchener is asking after you

Barely 15 years has passed 
a new fixture and time
One million men on every side 
along the Western line
Haig's whistle burst upon his lips
Balloon is up let’s kill the Fritz
Over the top your bayonets fixed
fell like a pack of cards

Empire calls you
Kitchener is asking after you

And now they have found 
Empires fallen to the ground
And all your Mothers Sons have fell in vain
Whilst in a field somewhere in France
a sway of Poppies dance
And a sea of crosses stretch for evermore......

A replay’s called in 39
by 44 it's extra time
From East to West along the line
the Bosh is on the run
Now Monty calls to Eisenhower
Churchill to the Eastern power
Send Hitler to the Bloody Tower
The British Empires done

Empire calls you
Kitchener is asking after you
Empire calls you
Kitchener is asking after you!

Empire

Official Song Description: Adelheide's Wisdom – "I Was Just A Dreamer"
What remains when the spotlights fade and the myths begin to crack?

With "I Was Just A Dreamer," the virtual band Adelheide's Wisdom releases the first single and emotional centerpiece from their monumental concept album, "The Laughing Shadow: An Ozzy Requiem."

This epic power ballad is a profound and heartbreaking confession that looks behind the facade of the "Prince of Darkness." It tells a story of deep inner conflict – from the celebrated rock star on the world's biggest stage to the lonely "ghost at home," alienated from his own family and confronted with a lifetime of "scrambled eggs and mistakes."

Beginning with a fragile, intimate piano theme, the song unfolds into a massive, orchestral anthem. The haunting duet vocals of Adelheide and André guide the listener through a landscape of regret, pain, and the faint, almost lost hope for forgiveness.

"I Was Just A Dreamer" is more than just a song; it is the key to understanding the entire requiem. It is a meditation on the price of fame, the walls we build around ourselves, and the tragic search of a man trying to master the one role that always seemed out of reach: that of a father.

We all together worked day and night. As the Godfather of Metal was a musical role model and one of the first albums that our producer bought was 'Paranoid'.

Lyrics (by Frank Talmon l'Armée]

I Was Just a Dreamer

Spotlights burn my face, 
the crowds scream my name 
But it ain't my name, 
just a mask in the game. 
At home there are wrinkled hands and plates, 
Scrambled eggs and a life of mistakes.

Who's the mask, who's the face? 
Am I lost inside this place?

I'm a fading star with a burning heart, 
A joke to them, 
a ghost at home from the start. 
I'm screaming out but it falls apart...

All he ever wanted... was a father

Frozen clocks in an empty room, 
Maps lead nowhere, 
the compass a tomb.

But the wind still carries ancient tunes, 
Of brighter days and kinder moons.

And maybe tomorrow... 
The sun will break through... 

I was just a dreamer 
I dreamt my life anyway 
I was just a dreamer 
missing mostly better days

[Solo]

And the wind still carries ancient tunes, 
Of brighter days and kinder moons.

And maybe tomorrow... 
The sun will break through... 

I was just a dreamer 
I dreamt my life anyway 
I was just a dreamer 
missing mostly better days

They cheer for the beast... 
but my kids...

I Was Just a Dreamer

I wrote this song about my girlfriend and if you have someone in your life that you love and care about, then this song is for you. 

Last Song

"NeurosYs" is NASP's 4th single of 2025
Next weekend it will be available on all streaming platforms, stay tuned.
All your support and feedback is highly appreciated.
Thank you all SO much in advance for listening.

Also please take a little of your time to support my work! 👇

www.youtube.com/c/NASPNotaSideProject
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www.instagram.com/alex_not_a_side_project/
www.twitter.com/NASP_
www.facebook.com/naspx
www.soundcloud.com/naspxano
music.apple.com/us/artist/n-a-s-p/1428027628

NeurosYs

🎸 DEAD AIR — the NEW punk-rock nuclear detonation from Zakk Riffle x My Killbox.

An adrenaline-soaked, anti-authoritarian scream into the void of modern-day surveillance, silence, and state-sponsored coverups. This is not for the soft-spoken. This is the soundtrack of the ungovernable.

Built for rebels. Engineered by outlaws. Mixed to break the feed.

👁️‍🗨️ EPSTEIN DIDN’T KILL HIMSELF
Let’s be brutally honest: If you’re still clinging to the fairy tale, you’re the problem.
A billionaire child trafficker with decades of blackmail material, protected by elites, politicians, and the alphabet boys — just happened to off himself in a federal prison during a high-profile investigation… with no guards watching… cameras malfunctioning… cellmate removed… autopsy contradicting the official story… and no client list ever released?

Nah. Miss us with that.

“DEAD AIR” is not just a song — it’s feedback from the wiretap, buzz from the bug in your wall, the static you hear when truth gets jammed.
It’s what happens when you know too much, and still don’t shut up.

streaming everywhere: https://hypeddit.com/zakkrifflemykill...

🎤 CREDITS:

Vocals/Guitar/Engineer: Zakk Riffle
Drums/Destruction: My Killbox
Produced in secrecy. Mixed for war. Mastered for fallout.
Genre: Punk Rock / Alternative / Anti-Establishment Rock / Fuck-The-System Music

DEAD AIR

In Your Dreams By Aimée Britannia & Blue Scarr

Love the style & attitude to this track!

don't settle in life for any less than your dreams!

In Your Dreams (Prod. Blue Scarr)

Written about my children when they were young, over 20 years ago.
Lyrics by Roger Smith
Music and vocals provided by AI (Suno)
Mixing and Mastering by Roger Smith

When I Fall

(part one of two songs)

part II: https://soundcloud.com/temple-of-the-haunted-man/gazing-at-lost-pictures

Pictures And Memories

God damn, you're so cold / Everyone that you touch
Well they just freeze, freeze
A heart of stone / Molten by the devil 
Your hatred made them leave, leave
Rebel souls, come my way / Stranglehold
It the motion of the world falling down
Crumble to the ground again, to the ground it ends
Expectations of a life full of love
Everything has died inside / To the hell, divide
See your colors fade / Hazy like the gray in your eyes
Yeah, you have changed, changed
Never sane / The chemical imbalance in your mind
Made you hate, hate
Rebel souls, come my way / Stranglehold
It the motion of the world falling down
Crumble to the ground again, to the ground it ends
Expectations of a life full of love
Everything has died inside / To the hell, divide

Just a Footnote

Axioms of Mediocrity