Rock 2

Re-Extase 45

Re-Extended 13

"Minuet" is a hard rock anthem that tells the story of a couple's journey through love, separation, and reunion as best friends. With its powerful lyrics and dynamic instrumentation, this song captures the highs and lows of relationships. The intense guitar riffs and emotive vocals create a compelling listening experience, making "Minuet" a standout track. Perfect for fans of hard rock and those who appreciate deep, emotional storytelling.

Minuet

Letras distantes y cercanas de vida, relatos, tiempo, distancia, duelo. Amor en tiempo de deuda mientras se sigue en la ruta del camino de existir. Ritmo de aliento y energía de sentir mientras se descubre estar en este mundo y esperar llegar más allá.

En Ese Tiempo

YOU CAN MAKE BUTTER OUT OF ANY NUT
YOU CAN MAKE BUTTER OUT OF ANY NUT
YOU CAN MAKE BUTTER OUT OF ANY NUT
YOU CAN MAKE BUTTER OUT OF ANY NUT
YOU CAN MAKE BUTTER OUT OF ANY NUT
YOU CAN MAKE BUTTER OUT OF ANY NUT
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The Butter of Any Other Nut

Welcome back!

We hope your break was refreshing.
Please, sit down.
Settle in.

And remember—
if the performance moves you,
clap.
Shout.
Lean forward.

Even if the performers can’t see you...
someone might.

In Act I, the band found flow.
They found an audience.
They found each other.

Now, in Act II—
they start to find something else.
Something echoing.
Something already written.

Let’s rewind a bit.
And a bit more.
And more, until the very beginning...

In the beginning... there were grooves.
People humming in fields.
Riffs passed hand to hand—
campfires, basements,
no owner, everyone's to claim.

Nobody wondered who played first...
They just played it better.

Then cold cables hummed.
Then red pens and lawsuits.
Then software, spitting out every note.

And still—
the melodies returned.

What we call “original”...
might just be what we’ve forgotten we borrowed.

Ava hums something old.
Something older than her.
Maybe it’s Lead Belly.
Maybe it’s Nirvana.
Maybe it’s both.

This is Test 9.

They chase their songs—
not forward,
but back.

And what they find is...
familiar.

Song: Roots and Branches

In dusty fields and backwoods bars
Songs traveled far, under moonlit stars
No name, no claim, just hands and strings
Roots whispered low where the river sings

Passed down lines, a little twist
Every voice left a subtle mist

Then came the amps and the copper wire
Old blues wrapped in electric fire
Six-string thunder, claims were staked
Roots wore new boots, but the ground still quaked

Was it theirs, or fleeting glances?
New riffs swinging on borrowed branches

How is this different? Tell me who decides
When echoes ride the winds of time
Call it yours, call it chances
We all stand on these roots and branches

Now modern minds, they mix and match
Splicing tunes with a nervous scratch
One note close, and the gavel drops
Branches snap and the music stops

When did we fence off the songbird's flight?
Ain't every melody born of night?

And then came the AI, spinning the thread
Patterns woven from the songs long dead
Just a mirror of the paths we've walked
Echoes talking where echoes talked

Wires and circuits reveal new dances
The same old tune on brand-new branches

How is this different? Tell me who decides
When echoes ride the winds of time
Call it yours, call it chances
We all stand on these roots and branches

Don't stop the beat, don't break the line
The rhythm flows through roots and time
From roots to branches, bold and free
Just how we like it-let it be

Test 9: Where Have You Heard This Before? (Roots and Branches)

Chance

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LoNe WolF - "Noztalgia"



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Noztalgia

2XP - Renegade

TattooedTears (Remix) (p.Frank Zozky)

Instrumental: Hard rock EDM fusion. Electronic drums with authentic electric guitars.

Adam Svenstring - The Great Awakening

I saw them argue over coffee
Steam forming secret shapes
She laughed at something small and lofty
He reached, then fixed his sleeve in haste

Rain dropped one perfect tear
I almost caught it in my case
Their shadows leaned until they neared
A crime they forgot to embrace

He looked right at her and said
"That's not really you"
And God help her
She hoped it was true

He'd chased the edge of every map
Collecting stamps, abandoned rooms
But she smiled
And just like that
The ground felt...
Nice
It bloomed

'Cause happiness isn't happiness
Without a violin-playing goat
Without something real and tender
No one can name or quote
It's a string fraying mid-song
A bow that forgets its place
A note that stays too long
And still finds its grace

The wind heckled
Coins chimed in the case
He looked ridiculous 
In the shivering rain
And she knew
She wanted ridiculous too

I kept the melody clean and slow
They kept their tempers, let them strain
They learned to bruise without retreating
I learned their silence had a grain

'Cause happiness isn't happiness
Without the risk of being wrong
Without someone who keeps your silence
Like it belongs in the song
It's a vow spoken sideways
A chord that won't resolve
A goat still bowing at midnight
While the rest of the world dissolves

I only play on Tuesdays
And sometimes Wednesdays too
Tonight, I played for them
Tonight... they nearly knew

The Goat Plays On

Midnight Sun Society – Original Guitar-Driven Music with a Live Studio Soul ⚡

Welcome to Midnight Sun Society — a private collection of original music blending raw electric guitar, bass, and live vocals with atmospheric synths, MIDI drums, and cinematic orchestration. Every track is crafted to feel like a live session, recorded with Cubase, UAD Apollo Solo, Focusrite, Arturia Analog Lab, and the BBC Symphony Orchestra.

From dark grooves to radiant instrumentals, this channel is a sonic journey through modern rock, ambient textures, and post-cinematic soundscapes.

Closer To Me

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

Suppressed historical facts about the Neckar region:
In addition to southern Hessen and the Franconian region, Baden and northern Württemberg are also among the regions in which there were documented attacks on humans by frogs, salamanders and toads between the end of the 15th century and the 1530s. In the villages of Neckarzimmern, Haßmersheim and Neckarmühlbach alone, there were 21 attacks in 1524, resulting in a total of thirteen deaths among the inhabitants, seven of whom were children of kindergarten or primary school age.
In 1531, the town chronicle of Eberbach reports of regular hunts by frogs and amphibians with sticks and stones on the inhabitants of Eberbach and Hirschhorn in meadows and marshes in “considerable” numbers, in which there were “again many victims to mourn”.

Remarkably, these facts remained completely unknown for a long time. The reason for this can be cited as the efforts of the local associations, which were tightly run by the National Socialists from 1933 to 1956, to falsify history through book burnings, denial campaigns and deliberate misdirection in order to establish, reinforce and nourish the legend of the Aryan and thus invincible superhuman.

Tadpoles To The Arms
(Derived and reinterpreted from an old forest-pond kindergarten song for tadpoles and little frog and toad children)

Born in a pond
near nowhere
The heir to the throne,
Can you feel his power?

Built up strong.
Just arms and legs must grow.
Crown and scepter will be mine
Gonna bring you harm and pain!

Grow you legs and throw your back
Out the swamp and kiss the sand
Go you pride and go attack
Conquer might and conquer land...

Tadpoles dive deep
Don’t try to compete!
Tadpoles rise steep
Expect no mercy to receive!

Out the swamp and kiss the sand
Grow your legs and throw your back
Conquer might and conquer land
Grow your pride and go attack

Neither as lamb nor wulf
As frog I’ll be your god
King of the puddle
Emperior of the pond

The lurch is at my feet
Even waterlillies pay homage
Crown and scepter are the tools
To rule the universe!

Grow you legs and throw your back
Out the swamp and kiss the sand
Grow you pride and go attack
Conquer might and conquer land...

Tadpoles achieve
tremendous force!
Tadpoles rise steep
Expect no mercy to receive!

Tadpoles, to the arms...

Test 9: Where Have You Heard This Before? (Roots and Branches)

Axioms of Mediocrity