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Ladat’s Support Jul’25 vol.1

Re-Ex Hit 23

Re-Extended 15

Upside Down (playlist)

Frank Sinatra released this tune in 1960. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. 

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: https://www.harveytwyman.com

Free Download

Name That Tune #453 by Frank Sinatra

Laissez-vous emporter par la douce tempête de Mahee, notre nouvelle composition au piano et aux violons.

Comme le disait si bien l'artiste et philosophe John Ruskin:

'Ceux qui font la route pensent à ceux qui l'emprunteront, ceux qui font la musique pensent à ceux qui l'écouteront.'

Nous avons donc essayé de capturer l'essence des tempêtes marines dans notre musique, tout en y ajoutant une touche de douceur grâce aux instruments classiques, pour vous offrir une expérience musicale mémorable.

Nous espérons que cette vidéo vous plaira et que vous prendrez plaisir à écouter notre musique. Si vous avez apprécié notre travail, n'hésitez pas à liker la vidéo, à vous abonner à notre chaîne et à laisser un commentaire. Vous pouvez également nous contacter pour toute collaboration ou autre raison à l'adresse suivante: Contact : mythmakerprod@gmail.com

Merci de votre soutien et de votre intérêt pour notre musique !

retrouvez mes musiques sur Youtube avec des clips en images

Mahee

You Should See Me in a Crown

Gallery Of Echoes From Past

Been selling the cd since I've made the track, shoutout everyone who has bought from me, made 2 years ago
3 track ep song #1

4444x7777777 SO SICKA PROD4444x7777777

The Key To Your Heart

Abstractional Changes

My third EP. I hope you like it. Next up is my album :)

Bits and Pieces

This is my latest pop song with male AI vocals. Lyrics are taken from a poem by William Shakespeare. Listen with headphones...

Out on all streaming platforms and distribution sites.

https://open.spotify.com/track/7ISqxVMOIbQRQGhdIroSeB?si=4uo3jwYJQUCglBD9bvJ9lQ

Follow me on spotify of you like.

open.spotify.com/intl-de/artist/7…9GWZyzUMtdcNPgym

"William Shakespeare - "Against that time, if ever that time come," (sonnet 49)

"Against that time, if ever that time come,
When I shall see thee frown on my defects,
When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum,
Call’d to that audit by advised respects;
Against that time when thou shalt strangely pass
And scarcely greet me with that sun, thine eye,
When love, converted from the thing it was,
Shall reasons find of settled gravity,—
Against that time do I ensconce me here
Within the knowledge of mine own desert,
And this my hand against myself uprear,
To guard the lawful reasons on thy part:
To leave poor me thou hast the strength of laws,
Since why to love I can allege no cause."


If you enjoy what you hear hit the like and repost button.

Follow me on Soundcloud and Facebook.

@constellation-lyra

www.facebook.com/pages/Constellat…/377825935649048

Constellation Lyra - The Strength Of Laws [out on Spotify now]

Bully

the eyes are so important when you look into anothers,you can be in love or dislike but the eyes tell a story Jigs Tripping Music and Gary Hayward lyrics and vocals are really working on originallity and different scapes,mixed vocals at ramrod studio in Sydney with Herman Covacs jigs tripping Art

Iris Eyes *collab Gary Hayward lyrics and vocals+Jigs Tripping music art

Spotify 

Takeover

Music, mix & lyrics Guiville
Vocals Yuliya Starova
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I wore my mirrorball smile,
Threaded in velvet static.
Feet kissed glass in a spiral,
While the DJ looped the dramatic.

Chandeliers blinked in Morse code,
Telling secrets to the sweat.
I was half a ghost, half glitter,
Haven’t found my other yet.

Every face a flicker show,
Every laugh a borrowed coat.
I swayed in place like the tide,
While your absence took the lead.

I danced through the ache in my arches,
Waltzed with the echo and steam.
No one here speaks the language
Of the love that I keep in a dream.
Midnight spins like a scratched confession,
But nobody’s looking for me.

There was a boy with constellation freckles,
And a girl made of eyeliner smoke.
I touched them in passing like pages,
But the chapter never spoke.

Confetti fell like false promises,
A ticker-tape goodbye.
I carved your name in condensation
On the walls of a disco sky.

Velvet ropes and paper crowns,
Plastic hearts in lost and found.
I burned my name into the beat,
Still nobody turned around.

I danced through the ache in my arches,
Twirled through the blur and the beam.
No one here knows the hunger
Of the love I keep quiet and clean.
This is no fairytale ending,
Just a strobe and a fever dream.

Maybe love’s a myth in sequins,
Maybe it left before the soundcheck.
Maybe I’m the last believer
In a world of silhouette suspects.

I’ll stay ‘til the floor goes silent,
When the last bass note slips away.
Still spinning in that soft denial,
Like love was only a song they played.

No One at the Disco

In this track in my series inspired by the journey of the Fool in the Tarot deck, The Emperor describes the profoundly deep and vital relationship between the ruler of day, the male principle,  and the ruler of night, the female principle, i.o.w. the harmony of the creator with the creatrix that the whole creation depends upon.

4. The Emperor

Genie

Вышел покурить

The first of this mix series featuring that House & Garage cross-over sound.

Sub-rekrs Mix Series #01 😼 - Walker

„Time doesn’t run — it just stands in the rain.“

Background: soft container crackle, steady rain on metal

"I am Cell B. Not an artist name. Not a metaphor. Just reality."

I live on a trailer site, deep in decay. Among rusted staircases, watering cans, and people who say they’re sick when they’re just tired. I’m sick. Really sick. I have B-cell lymphoma. And still — or maybe because of that — I’m here. Fully present. With Murschel, my cat. Coffee. Cigarette. And the rain, which hasn’t stopped for four days.

This isn’t a book about hope. It’s not a cancer guide. Not an emotional appeal. It’s a spoken memoir of reality, with music you can read to. 25 chapters. No storyline arc. No happy ending. But every line is lived.

Decay speaks to me. And I speak back. I found home in things no one wants to keep. And time doesn’t run — it just stands in the rain.

Schwellenwind. It begins now.

New episode every Sunday. You coming with me?

This is the full book — each chapter paired with one track of music. No publisher, just eyes and ears. No money, just time and sound.

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Intro-Folge: Schwellenwind – Kapitel 0

Hintergrund: leichtes Containerknistern, Dauerregen auf Metall

"Ich bin Zelle B. Kein Künstlername. Keine Metapher. Einfach nur die Realität.

Ich lebe auf einem Bauwagenplatz, mitten im Verfall. Zwischen rostigen Treppen, Gießkannen und Leuten, die krank sagen, wenn sie müde sind. Ich bin krank. Wirklich krank. Ich hab B-Zell-Lymphom. Und trotzdem – oder gerade deshalb – bin ich hier. Voll da. Mit Murschel, meinem Kater, Kaffee, Zigarette, und dem Regen, der seit vier Tagen nicht aufgehört hat.

Das hier ist kein Buch über Hoffnung. Kein Tumor-Ratgeber. Kein emotionaler Appell. Es ist ein Hörbuch über Wirklichkeit, mit Musik zum Lesen. 25 Kapitel. Kein Spannungsbogen. Kein Happy End. Aber jede Zeile ist gelebt.

Der Verfall spricht mit mir. Und ich mit ihm. Ich habe Heimat gefunden in Dingen, die keiner behalten will. Und die Zeit läuft nicht davon – sie steht einfach nur im Regen.

Schwellenwind. Jetzt beginnt’s."

Neue Folge jeweils Sonntags. Willst du mitkommen? Hier kommen Auszüge aus dem kompletten Buch mit allen Kapiteln und jeweils ein Track mit Musik dazu.
Kein Verlag nur Augen und Ohren - kein Geld nur Zeit und Ton.
Ich freue mich. Mein Geist freut sich über die Entkoppelung von Leistung und Geld und containert lieber. 
Fortsetzung folgt am nächsten Sonntag.

Kai-Uwe

kolkhorst 2025

Schwellenwind

"Without You" is a sonic blend of late-night nostalgia and raw emotional pulse.
Driven by a jazz-rock groove, RnB undertones, and '90s synth textures, this track speaks of loss, memory, and resilience.
A haunting female voice floats through the mix—sometimes whispering, sometimes crying out—in fragments like:
"Crazy... feel the life... make me feel the way..."

It's the echo of a love now gone, suspended in the silence that follows.

This is not just a song.
It's a bedroom at midnight.
It's a voice looking back.
It's the absence that shapes presence.

▶️ Listen. Feel. Remember.

Music composed & produced by Michel Allard

Without You

Without you - KRT Production

A 90s new man called Stan - South-Grove-Shuffle (Hot & Tasty mix)

Put it in babe?…💥🔫🍆💦

I love my actress off of the mattress, she’s a bad b*tch. I’ll put 50K on her wrist. It’s not about what you know and who you love? 😒smh 
(Kick, Push, Shove) 
“O.J never wore a glove” 🧤🙄🤦🏾
Heaven above kills demons       🩸🔪👿. 
Drugs? 
Put you in the cement. Pills increase the thrill, nova-cane to the brain. 🧠999 Yea, it kept me tame. (RIP)
My wife put me on a chain, she thinks I can change, modern day slave. Turn the page, to a different day. It feels the same, deranged to the ones who are tame. They can’t comprehend this sane. What a shame, the insane always saves the day. They love me so much, I can’t leave my state ):. They love me so much, they put in a chain, they love me so much they put me on a cage. 

Change, change, you love me but hate what I say. Change, change, change, take me off the chain. I can see the devil in your eyes. Bleed, bleed, bleed, bleed on me. I can see the devil in your eyes, bleed, bleed, bleed on me. 

Cigarettes and open caskets, tax brackets, why are you asking?
Roll the tree, autumn leaves 🍁 brown leafs.🍂 THC, roll it 🆙 we love the breeze 🌬️. Feel free, baby don’t leave. 
I can see the devil in your eyes, bleed, bleed on me. Cigarettes and open caskets. Jumping over my tax bracket. Baby, why are you asking? Bleed on me, I can see the devil in your eyes. Baby don’t ever leave🍁, roll up that brown leaf 🍂 . Autumn leaves👋🏽, THC. 
Yea, we love the breeze THC, LSD. Your loves inside of me, kick, push, shove. It’s not about what you know and who you love. Everybody wants a little bit more, I’ve been on my own. That’s a poor choice. Heaven above ⬆️ kills demons. ⬇️ 
Be my 😇 be my l😍ver like you really mean it. You know I’ll be your angel. Be my lover here forever, I can see the devil in your eyes. 
Bleed, bleed, bleed, on, me.

4 years 👮🏼⛓️🧔🏾‍♂️⛓️👮🏼
No tears 🚫😔😓
More beer 🍻 🥴😵‍💫
Real fear 😰 🫨
I lost myself somewhere in here? 
Trying to kill my love 😡 😞💔
Trying to kill my fear 🔪 
Why they wanna kill my kids? It’s getting dark in here. 
I guess the state did!? 
Did I not make myself clear?
4 years 👮🏼⛓️🧔🏾‍♂️⛓️👮🏼
No tears 🚫😔😓
More beer 🍻 🥴😵‍💫
Real fear 😰 🫨
I lost myself somewhere in here? 
Trying to kill my love 😡 😞💔
Why you trying to kill my kids? I guess her lawyer did. Hating on my skin, cause I win, then again they want my dividends. The root of all evil. I love my people, even when they’re deceitful. 
I guess it’s the season. 🙁
If they won’t leave? 
Then bleed em. 😞 
it’s not about what you know.
It’s about who you love! 😘 

🦵Kick🫸push🫷shove🕳️🪏

🦵Kick🫸push🫷shove🕳️🪏
It’s not about what you know, it’s about who you love. 💕 ❤️ 

🦵Kick🫸push🫷shove🕳️🪏

shove🕳️🪏 shove🕳️🪏⚰️🚬.

Open Caskets And Tax Brackets (Freestyle) Risen Seven

MVP:VIP (Very Important Person 🧍🏾‍♂️Strive and Prosper Freestyle)

My favorite off the EP
Lmk what u guys think!

Phoenix Down (Original Mix)

IT’S ALRIGHT… ft. Amelia Martin

The Epic Battle For Peace & Quiet That Saved The World From Trouble & Riot

(part one of two songs)

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

Genie

Benjamin Nix