loadstone

on the rock

Rock 2

Bangers Alt.rock and alt.pop

Re-Extended 20

Copie de Damien Ochlé

A blues based rock tune that encourages persistence, despite facing all the obstacles of life.

Press On

Music & Performance by Ron Snyder
Lyrics by Rob Cassano
Copyright 1980 
Remastered 2021
This song was recorded 9 hours on a 4-track recorder in December of 1984.

Snyder / Cassano - GENERAL BLIND (1984)

This song by Igden Daledrop is a cover from the DEFA film of the same name.
Artwork by Mireia Guzman.

#alternative #pop #electronic #jamesbond #vintage #indie #soundtrack #melancholic #cover

Solo Sunny

Solo Sunny (feat. Judith Mann)

pop punk/rock

co produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by @a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com



Stuck On Repeat

Put up with me

Put Up With Me

Melodic Solid Rock to give you something to think about.

Midnight Oil

Connery's Gizmo

A song I recorded back in late 2018/early 2019. Deleted for whatever reason. The section of intense vocals toward the end of this song I've used in another song called "Losing It" which I may re-record in the future. So be on the lookout for that familiar ending. Enjoy.

On the Raid

Original Mix: https://on.soundcloud.com/cyGJNT82qRdjiNAT7

The Art of Letting Go (BHM Remix)

Latest original psychedelic music. Take one away from challenges of this strange physical world. Seventeen gems.

Hope everyone enjoys the musical magical ride.

All instruments: Daniel Lars
Written, mixed, produced, mastered: Daniel Lars


℗ 2025 Daniel A. Larsen

Psychedelic Cats

7 Feb 2025

Icicle Stars


26 fingerprints is a band that was formed in the 2000s with the intention of mixing rock, grunge and nu metal, but in a different way. Until its disbandment in 2005, the band created several songs. Now we are back to re-release our work, and I hope you like Superhero, which was the first song we composed. We will release more soon!

Superhero

A spark in the chaos, a glance in the night
Two particles drifting, colliding in flight
A billion to one, we still found our way
Through the cosmic confusion, you asked me to stay

We defied the odds, we broke the rules
In this world of chance, we're nobody's fools
Even if it's fleeting, I'll take the fall
'Cause finding you feels like beating them all

Time's an equation that none can escape
The longer we hold, the more things break
But I'd take the risk, rewrite every line
Just to know that for now, you are mine

We defied the odds, we broke the rules
In this world of chance, we're nobody's fools
Even if it's fleeting, I'll take the fall
'Cause finding you feels like beating them all

Maybe it breaks
maybe it bends
like a flicker of wonder
that quietly mends

It echoes through silence
then rises, ascends
a moment unmeasured
that somehow transcends

You and I
against the pull of entropy
The odds were wrong
You’re my improbability

My Improbability

I’m Like You
I never know what to say around you. The words feel too big in my mouth or too small for what I’m feeling. Sometimes I think you already understand me without them — maybe that’s why I keep stalling, hanging onto silence like it’s safer.
When I’m near you, it’s like everything else gets quieter. I notice the weight of your hand in mine, the way you lean into me like you trust I’ll catch you. And I would — every time. I’d give you anything, not because I’m trying to prove something, but because you make me want to.
We’ve watched the stars before, but tonight felt different. Your head on my chest, my heartbeat a little too fast — I wanted to ask if you could hear it, if you knew it was for you. I wanted to tell you that you deserve everything. Every song I’ve written. Every wish I’ve made. Every dream I’ve chased just to bring it back to you.
I think I’m like you in ways I can’t explain. In the way I hold things back, in the way I give them away all at once. I’m like you — maybe that’s why this feels so impossible to describe, and why I hope I never have to.

I'M LIKE YOU

It Was

Rose Sea

Atmosphere

C'est une chanson que j'ai composé en 2009 et pour laquelle je me suis enfin décidé à la mettre en forme et à la publier.
Chanîne youtube : 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BeF8knbC_tA&ab_channel=DamienOchl%C3%A9

Tiktok : 
https://www.tiktok.com/@damien_ochle

Instagram :
https://www.instagram.com/damien_ochle/ 

La valse à trois coeurs

NickJC Silence Ft Junior Paes

Shadow Walke

This Is Love - PJ Harvey Cover

Watch the 📹Video: https://youtu.be/PhE7afina30👈
Lyrics interpretation, here: https://beatingedge.blogspot.com/2025/08/vacant-stares-interpretation-of-lyrics.html
Here we are with our last track of the month.
Lately, Carl @thebeautifuldark has been working on some important projects to raise awareness about the indiscriminate use of AI in the world of art. This track came from deep conversations between us, exploring themes of identity, authenticity, and the growing trend of music that’s “AI-made” but never truly felt or played.

Vacant Stares is a cryptic, cult-like vision of a digital future, where prompters replace creators, and artistic expression is reduced to hollow commands.
Blank stares. Selfish prayers. Fake songs for simulated feelings.
This track is a warning. A question. A reversed ritual.
It asks you: who are you, when you no longer use your own voice?

The song is divided into two parts:

Beating Edge's part:
It’s gothic, cinematic, full of ritualistic and unsettling imagery. The atmosphere evokes abandoned temples, secret cults, carved symbols… with that sense of existential disorientation like “they’re initiating me into something but I don’t know what.”
It feels like a lucid nightmare or a hallucination induced by an intelligence simulating spirituality.
Carl’s part:
More brutal, direct, anti-establishment. Almost a rap/spoken-word poem loaded with accusations towards those who use AI in a sterile, heartless way. “Selfish prayers / Fake / Unfair” hit like punches in the gut in just four words. It’s the awakening from hypnosis.

Let’s reflect! And use AI as a tool to amplify art, not to replace it!
Love you all!🫶

Lyrics:

(Tom)

Veil of whispers, carved in stone
Guiding hands, but I'm alone
Golden masks and hollow eyes
Chanting words that crystallize

Candles flicker, shadows climb
Marble echoes bend through time
Steps resound in hollow halls
Silent lips behind the walls

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

Smoke is rising, threads unwind
Painted symbols twist my mind
Fingers trace the silent vow
No way back, it's over now

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

A voice like thunder in my head
Tells me secrets left unsaid
A crimson door, a silver knife
A choice to stay or trade my life

Lights go dim, the world dissolves
A hollow chant, a fate evolves
In the mirror, I can't see
Is that me, or what's left of me?

(Carl - The Beautiful Dark)

Vacant stares
Selfish prayers
Fake
Unfair

Unnatural wear
Expressionless
Ghost digital smile
Simulated pain
You making fake dog pile

Guesses pluggs in
Self matrix is made
Showing young kids
Their artist mind grave

Not on our watch
Sing your own feeling
Talk your reflections
Save children's true meanings

Feeding them new
They'll amplify this
They'll stay plugged out
All now's reminisce

Prompters, have that reckoning
With fake thoughts you feeding

Respect the souls of past inspire
Their spirit will help you transcend the mire

Vacant Stares

Official Music Video

I am a wreck inside and I know you struggle too, if I can't help me how can I try saving you?

Saving You

A crushing wave of heavy riffs, dark atmospheres, and raw energy. Supersonic takes you straight into the heart of chaos — where skulls crack, amps scream, and shadows burn. Turn it up loud, lose yourself in the storm.

Supersonic

Supersonic -  KRT Production

SELFISH MAN

I drew a line to measure truth
It bent itself into a loop
I tried to name the shape of time
It laughed and told me, "Not this time"

I chased the proof, the numbers lied
They split in two, then multiplied
The closer that I came to fact
The further it dissolved to act

Meaning hides in coded schemes
In broken clocks and endless dreams
The world’s a riddle, sharp and sly
It grins and winks each time you try

You reach for logic, it slips away
A paradox dressed in broad daylight
The punchline waits at the end of the play
It only lands when the timing’s right

Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!

Bazinga

Pop Punk/ Rock
co-produced, mixed, mastered, and cover art by

@a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

When You're Gone

It's a work that combines the warmth of easy listening with a poetry rich in color and hope. In this work, I retain my trademark '70s sound and writing worthy of a song that's elegant and intense in its simplicity. The guitar, as always the protagonist of the musical spaces, perhaps speaks more than the singing and offers the possibility of dreamlike flights to faraway paradises. In conclusion, a ballad that's a pleasure to listen to, especially while traveling.

My Improbability

Axioms of Mediocrity