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Ladat’s Support Aug’25 vol.2

Chilly SoundCloud Vybz 56

Re-Extase 56

Lively and energetic guitar rock about how it is when the love sailed into our lives.

Mixed and mastered by A7 Recording Studio (@a7-recording-studio, www.a7recordingstudio.com)
Produced by Blaž Pavšič

Is love a chance or a destiny? And how much do we choose the feelings we experiment? 
Some will say that romance feeds coincidences, and coincidences fuel romance, but this lively and energetic guitar based soft rock song takes the opposite view and explore the idea that love is mostly an accident - which by the way can hurt badly. 
One can not choose that event, but only his or her reaction to it. With a assumed amount of irony, those Czech lyrics invite us to consider that one cannot stop the waves, only learn to swim and go along, with more or less style: breaststroke, crawl, backstroke or butterfly… 
If you stop, you sink, so keep swimming! 
Or, maybe, by observing the waves rise and fail and never failing to rise again, you may lift yourself above them too, take place in a craft, pull out an umbrella to protect you from the splashes of two hearts which clash and wait… Wait for the ocean to stop being in love with the moon to finally rest. 

Original Lyrics: https://www.pismak.cz/index.php?data=read&id=528095
Lyrics translation:  https://www-pismak-cz.translate.goog/index.php?data=read&id=528095&_x_tr_sl=cs&_x_tr_tl=en&_x_tr_hl=en

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In the Box

Láska je náhoda

From deep down in the swamps a band arises.

Catfish Crawl

El Centinela Del Cerebro

Call In Sick / Reflection

Call in Sick / Reflection

Call in Sick

You Should See Me in a Crown

We stood at the edge, where the darkness fell
Counting the hours in the struggle's hell
But we broke through, we found the light
Our talents and efforts burning bright

We made it to the top, yes we nailed it
We're the best at what we do, no one can steal it
The walls of doubt, we broke them down
We wear the laurels, we own this crown

She was told she'd never stand her ground
But she climbed that mountain, never backed down
With every step, she proved them wrong
Now she stands here, proud and strong

He was lost, at war within
But he fought the battles, learned to win
He rose above, found his way
Now he shines bright, leading the way

We made it to the top, yes we nailed it
We're the best at what we do, no one can steal it
The walls of doubt, we broke them down
We wear the laurels, we own this crown

Every heart that's beaten, every hand held high
Every tear that fell, we learned to dry
For every struggle that tried to hold us back
This is our anthem, we stayed on track

We rise! (We rise!)
We fight! (We fight!)
We shine! (We shine!)
We own the night! (We own the night!)

We made it to the top, yes we nailed it
We're the best at what we do, no one can steal it
The walls of doubt, we broke them down
We wear the laurels, we own this crown, we rise!

Septenary Symphonies of Solitude

Nailed It

# 26 [Incubator]

“Holding Your Hand” opens on a chilled soft-pop summer mood as a live band lays down a smooth and slightly funky instrumental groove. Soon a female vocalist steps to the mic. Amid a breezy scene of vaporwave synths and yacht rock vibes, she delivers a cool and dreamy meditation on the simple things in life

Holding Your Hand

Nova

Original composition…..Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Troubled

This is a song about all we lose as time passes by and the only thing we can do is ...endless dreaming, lyrics written by Badtripp Inc, music worked out together with the Suno AI, and this is not to far away from the original song I recorded primitively and then the tape got lost. So this is a song with Lyrics from a very Human source and Music made by a Machine.

Time passes by

Je M'En Fous

Funerale

Metallica- The Unforgiven II 1/2 tone

Clock, uncoil your coil again
They enter with eyes lit blue and blank
Chairs creak like relics. Nothing begins

Each phrase a relic, polished thin
Where noise pretends that thought begins

Fimus Tauri - We nod. We stay. We pass
Fimus Tauri - The hour coils. The minutes mass
Fimus Tauri - We nod. We stay. We pass
Fimus Tauri - The sacred silence pressed in glass

"Sink the self beneath the brief"
"Balance faith against the frame"
"When all the suns are dead and done"
"Raise the banner none can name"

A clash of dates, a flicker lost
The scheduling stone is double-crossed
No duel, no flame-but still, collapse
We burn by spreadsheet's silent traps

I spoke. You spoke
He spoke. She spoke
He spoke again, we all agreed
Yet no one moved, and no one lead
The loop returned. The loop was fed
The document lives. The moment's dead

Each phrase a relic, polished thin
Where noise pretends that thought begins

Fimus Tauri - We nod. We stay. We pass
Fimus Tauri - The hour coils. The minutes mass
Fimus Tauri - We nod. We stay. We pass
Fimus Tauri - The sacred silence pressed in glass

If there was fire, it wasn't lit
If there was war, it wasn't bled
But silence... after silence...
Felt like death

Streaming services

Fimus Tauri

San Quentin EP

San Quentin (Radio Edit)

Funny Looking Flowers (Jack Miller) [06.02.25]
J Dulva and Counting Coup
(c) 2025 Cenote Music

Funny Looking Flowers

Funny Looking Flowers [06.02.25]

🔥 Ecstatic Dance Set – Lighthouse Festival
A journey through the full spectrum of embodied movement.
From grounding Downtempo grooves to ecstatic waves of bass – this set became a living ritual, pulsing between earth and sky.

🌕 Organic House, Chill Trap, Deep House, Tech House, Trap, Dubstep, Psytrance, and Drum & Bass – woven into one powerful flow that invited bodies to move and spirits to rise.
A space beyond words, where every frequency became a gateway, and every pause a prayer.

✨ Dance as medicine. Sound as guide.
Thank you to everyone who showed up raw, wild, open.
This moment lives on – in us. 🌀

Tracklist:
Darpan.- Metamorphosis
RAIO, Sophie Sôfrē - Adi Shakti (Temple Step Project remix
Elephant Revival	- Raven Song (Iyakuh & Pathwey Remix)
Tebra : Sundshine (Four Elements Bootleg) 
LADY (HEAR ME TONIGHT) - MODJO (ANDREW LUX REMIX)
Valeron	- Delos (Elfenberg Remix)
FOUR ELEMENTS feat Amayah - Green Tara  ZEITREICH Remix
SWAYLÓ - Burning Fire (Original Mix)
Four Elements - There is so much more (unreleased)
Red Axes - Relax Shiva
Stayin Alive Remix 
Sagi Abitbul, Guy Haliva - Stanga (Original Version)
Blow (ITA), Jezu (US)	- Remember Me (Extended Mix)
Wartro -  Be The One (Wartro Edit)
Omiki - Na Le (Original Mix)
Terra, Omiki - Safari (Original Mix)
Chase & Status x bou - baddadan (flozone flip)
Protoje [feat. Chronixx & Shy Fx] - Who Knows (Shy FX Remix)
Mentah	- London Sub Ting (VIP)
Camo & Krooked & Mefjus	- Pray For Me (feat. Joe Killington)
The Upbeats	- We Don't Lie
Luude - Pachamama (feat. Elliphant)
InsideInfo, MoniKali - Victory Over Death feat. MoniKali (Original Mix)
MONSS	- World Hold On (Bootleg)
The Prodigy, Camo & Krooked, Mefjus	- Breathe (Mefjus & Camo & Krooked Remix)
Inja	- Smile More (Original Mix)
BRING ME THE HORIZON	- CAN YOU FEEL MY HEART (MAZARE REMIX)
Jai Cuzco - Slow Down (Mose Remix)
Dar Pan - Blessing

Lighthouse Festival 2025 – Ecstatic Dance Set | Croatia


[Verse 1]
She got snakeskin boots and a black Cadillac
Red lips loaded like a heart attack
Hair teased high and her heels even higher
She burns through gas like a four-alarm fire

[Pre-Chorus]
Rollin’ dice with the devil’s grin
She don’t lose, she just begins

[Chorus]
She’s lowdown chrome, built to run
Like a midnight bullet in a smokin’ sun
No brakes, no prayer, no way home
If you ride with her, you're ridin’ alone
Yeah, she’s lowdown chrome
(Slick paint, bad to the bone)

[Verse 2]
Smoke in her laugh and sin in her smile
She'll take your soul, then drive a mile
Neon love in a ghost-town bar
You won't forget where the wild things are

[Pre-Chorus]
She don't ask, she takes the wheel
One touch burns, but damn it feels real

[Chorus – Repeat]
She’s lowdown chrome, built to run
Like a midnight bullet in a smokin’ sun
No brakes, no prayer, no way home
If you ride with her, you're ridin’ alone
Yeah, she’s lowdown chrome
(Slick paint, bad to the bone)

[Bridge – Guitar Solo Over Swampy Groove]
(Slide guitar screams like a warning)
(Drums stomp with boots on the floorboards)

[Breakdown – Spoken]
Ain’t no map, no rules, no time
Just that V8 purr and a bottle of shine
She’s the storm behind your calm—
A rock ‘n roll hymn in a lipstick bomb

[Final Chorus – Full Power]
She’s lowdown chrome, runnin’ red
Like a shot of fire straight to your head
No brakes, no chains, no safe zone
She don’t stop, she don’t moan
Yeah, she’s lowdown chrome—
And you’re already gone.

lowdown chrome

Lyrics:
(Wash nine Wash miles)
(Wash up on the riverbank)
(Hinges)

It washed up on the riverbank last night
A frail bodied, weean donny
Back scared on the shoulder blades
He couldn't speak a word of our tongue
So we took him in, gave him clothes
He hid whenever he saw the sun

The town called him a devil
A beast born in the words
They said he killed the first borns
With the famine a decade back
He used to have wings
And answered only to Samael

He seemed only nine years old
His face cracked like an abby arch
The fog cast a concrete spell
I new kind of transparent saint, he sat
With the face of a messianic, martyred star

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

But then he stood up, skin half dripping off
His frail body broke the rope
And dropped down from the bonfire
He crawled from the sun, the villagers fled
Half way through the woods
We found him with stubs on his back

He looked to the sky,
He aged a thousand years

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

His face contorted, he screamed out in pain
The nubs grew, the blood spewed
He raised in the air, the nubs grew feathers
His feet left the floor and he burst into ashes

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

ANTI MERIDIAN

🔥 Oblique Pressure isn’t a ballad — it’s a charge.
At 160 BPM, driven by raw stereo guitar riffs, heavy synth bass, and a tense rhythm, this track dives into pure energy — a collision of sharp rock and electrified pulse.

The lyrics echo a fractured world where memory fades, voices distort, and the line between human and machine starts to blur. It’s a spiral of noise, broken circuits, and relentless oblique pressure.

🎧 A track for those who crave intensity, chaos, and release.

Oblique Pressure

Oblique Pressure - KRT Production

Voice of Reason

A fun collab with Combstead. 
I was originally thinking of a talkbox like effect for the guitar on the title phrase. Turns out you can't emulate that inside a daw very well. So I was sticking to a vocoder in combination with a wah pedal, both driven by voice input which sounded pretty cool to my ear. 
Did you ever experiment with Talkbox/ vocoder fxs on guitar? Lmk, I'm interested!

Track construction - Combstead // @markcombs-928282858
Lead guitar - Chris
Mix - Combstead / Chris
Mastered - Chris
Artwork - Chris

Voice of Reason

Impressions... The Black Virgin is rooted in a personal poem written over two decades ago. Originally conceived as a tribute to the gothic metal pioneers Virgin Black — whose music explored the spiritual and the sublime — the piece gradually evolved into something more intimate: a meditation on suffering, endurance, and what it means to remain human beneath unbearable weight.

The lyrics reinterpret the Christian beatitudes through a darker lens, suggesting that perhaps blessed are those who broke beneath their loads. In this worldview, strength lies not in triumph, but in survival — in the quiet defiance of carrying on when all else seems lost. The haunting echo of Virgin Black’s iconic line, “All is lost but hope”, finds its reflection here: “All else is lost, save hope beyond all death.”

There’s no cathartic release in the end, no redemptive arc — only the stark confession of weariness: “For Lord, no more I am the dead or living – a symptom now, a shadow barely breathing.” And yet, beneath the grief, a subtle thread of comfort emerges: a melodic fragment borrowed from the Gregorian chant “Consolamini, popule meus” — “Be comforted, my people.” Even in desolation, a faint light endures.

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IMPRESSIONS... THE BLACK VIRGIN

I wept last night, a child in dream’s embrace,
I mourned where ancient halls had lost their grace.
Stone-bodied trees fought winds in solemn dance,
while you, wild dogs, just laughed and took your chance.

“Blest is the soul that breaks beneath the load,”
the Lord declared, and gently grace bestowed.
“Though pain may blaze with glory’s final breath,
all else is lost, save hope beyond all death.”

So, lift me from the winter drawing near,
shed just one tear before I disappear.
For Lord, no more I am the dead or living –
a symptom now, a shadow barely breathing.

Horror Sacri

Impressions... The Black Virgin

The alchemist spends his days in a sunlit workshop
He measures mercury and water until they stop arguing
He tickles sulfur until it bubbles at odd temperatures
He teaches apprentices to name flasks like rare books
He swears each tincture will sing
And this makes him happy

But when dusk arrives, he dons a different cap
He devours ancient books and mystical letters
He scribbles symbols on a board until they speak
And he makes weird music
Just like this

Transmutation

Album Title: After The Bat Was Freed ... But Before Metal Died 

An Ozzy Requiem

Description:

This is more than an album. This is a requiem. A two-part rock opera epic exploring the complete life, legacy, and psychological journey of a rock and roll icon. Performed by the virtual progressive metal band Adelheide's Wisdom.

LP 1: "After The Bat Was Freed ... But Before Metal Died"
A nine-act narrative that chronicles the rise and reflection of a legend. The journey begins in the industrial haze of 1960s Birmingham, capturing the spark of a Beatles-inspired dream ("The Day The Bat Was Freed"). It crashes through the chaotic birth of a new sound ("Sounds Like a Bunch of Cats Fightin'"), explores the creation of the demonic "Madman" persona ("They Call Me The Madman"), and descends into the self-destructive excesses of the 80s ("Wings of Sin"). The album finds its emotional core in the heartbreaking ballad "I Was Just A Dreamer," before culminating in a final, monumental tribute to the man behind the myth ("Prince of Eternal Fire").

6. Wings of Sin
The myth becomes reality: A dark, poetic gothic-metal hymn that interprets the infamous anecdotes of the "Madman" era not just as stories, but as acts of self-destruction. This is the moment the stage persona and the private man tragically merge.

Wings of Sin

A Small Rock Madly

Bandcamp: lightflavor.bandcamp.com
Visit my website: light-flavor.com

Will Schönen Rasen Sehen

I once overheard a conversation. A friend was saying "we're just women with too much rope".  I wasn't' entirely sure what she meant, but the phrase stuck with me.

Lyrics
Everything’s been easy at every turn
Too much freedom we never had to earn
Too much money, too much sex
Too many things going the way you’d expect

The light is bright, The day is long
We always had plenty of adequate dope
I never complained about what you did
When you gave us too much rope 

Too much coffee
Too much time
Too many options
To keep in line
Too much youth
In early days
Too much time and money
For the current craze

There were questions we didn’t need to answer
That was something that we never had to do
When things went wrong like they always tend to
There was always rope and it would pull us through

You must have made some choices in those empty days
Running up expenses that nobody pays
Did you think about it, was it something you planned
I'm not complaining I just don't understand

You gave us so much, thought we could do without hope
You kept us supplied with plenty of rope
Now it seems we're finding it harder to compe
With the bumpy ground and the slippery slope 

Too much nonsense
Too many rhymes
It's hard to hear
At the best of time
I never want to question
Who I'm talking to
Cuz the answers don't even sound
Half way true

There were questions we didn’t need to answer
That was something that we never had to do
When things went wrong like they always tend to
There was always rope and it would pull us through

All that rope seemed like a gift
I figured it would help me feel free
But I didn’t understand that rope weighs a lot
It’s weighing me down, it’s not letting me be

There came a time when it seemed to me
That this rope became a liability
Things that used to come so easily
Became tangled in their  complexity

For what you gave I felt gratitude
Now things have changed and now I have to conclude
Mabye we’d be better living day to day
If we didn't have this rope getting in our way

There were questions we didn’t need to answer
That was something that we never had to do
When things went wrong like they always tend to
There was always rope and it would pull us through

Too Much Rope

This is not just an EP. This is a requiem in four acts.

Performed by the virtual progressive metal band Adelheide's Wisdom, this concept EP takes the listener on the complete emotional journey of grieving a fallen rock hero.

The cycle begins with the quiet, personal shock of 'Act I: The Inner Void', explodes into the raw, punk-rock anger of 'Act II: The First Cry', transforms into a massive, collective celebration of legacy with the 9-minute live anthem of 'Act III', and finds a final, majestic peace in the solemn, orchestral finale of 'Act IV: The Anthem of the Fans'.

It is a testament to a legend and a defiant statement that true music never dies. Welcome to 'The Day When Metal Died (but this will never happen)'.

A Beyond & Before Music production.

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Das ist nicht nur eine EP. Das ist ein Requiem in vier Akten.

Performt von der virtuellen Progressive-Metal-Band Adelheide's Wisdom, nimmt diese Konzept-EP den Hörer mit auf die vollständige emotionale Reise der Trauer um einen gefallenen Rock-Helden.

Der Zyklus beginnt mit dem leisen, persönlichen Schock von 'Akt I: Die innere Leere', explodiert in der rohen Punk-Rock-Wut von 'Akt II: Der erste Schrei', verwandelt sich in eine gewaltige, kollektive Feier des Vermächtnisses mit der 9-minütigen Live-Hymne von 'Akt III' und findet einen letzten, majestätischen Frieden im feierlichen, orchestralen Finale von 'Akt IV: Die Hymne der Fans'.

Es ist ein Testament für eine Legende und ein trotziges Statement, dass wahre Musik niemals stirbt. Willkommen zu 'The Day When Metal Died (but this will never happen)'.

Eine "Beyond & Before Music"-Produktion.

The Day When Metal Died - Act I The Inner Void

Experimental Future Riddim. A certain hum can be heard when standing before Shasta 💎.

AirHum

Midnight Specter

The Cats Pajamas

Adam

This is HollywoodPkr VAMPits first cover song.  It is from KPop Demon Hunters movie called Golden. This is now a rock song. Hope everyone likes it!
www.tiktok.com/@hollywoodpkr
open.spotify.com/artist/7yM5jH3ytahItsh6eRieYP

Up Up Up Golden

Buy-Now Fan Picks Pric

HollywoodPkr-VAMPits - Up Up Up Golden

90's influenced hard rock produced and recorded in Metro Detroit.

I've become the slow momentum of common value in decline.
Hats of to those who made it. As for me, I'm getting back in line.

All the hopeless lining up with what they found.
Who decides who will fly, I'm running out of one more try.
And the hapless, cueing up for one more round.
Who decides when stars align, I'm running out of one more try.
As the hopeless pass me by.

All the good that I found, slowly leaks and slowly lets you down.
Now you have my soul to take. On the run and feeling less than great.

All the hopeless lining up with what they found.
Who decides who will fly, I'm running out of one more try.
And the hapless, cueing up for one more round.
Who decides when stars collide, I'm running out of one more try.
As the hapless walk on by.

Who decides when to try? I'm racing on the bottom.
Who decides when to lie?  I'm l lying on the bottom.

Back in Line

That Feeling

Haze of Time

Title track from our debut album out 4th October 2025!

Lyrics - 

Too broke, too broke

Wallet’s empty, tank on E
But who needs cash when we’re wild and free
Skip the rent, burn the mail
Turn this night into a fairy tale

We don’t need your validation
We’re the broke-ass generation

I’m too broke for money, but I’m rich in friends
Living off pizza crusts and weekend plans
Laugh at the bills we’ll never pay
Who cares anyway

Too broke but still alive
Rowdy as hell, we’ll survive

Too Broke For Money

Already lived story

Then There Was You - Arranged by HollywoodPkr VAMPits and written by Paula Jo Taylor featuring Artist Luther Lewis..

Then There Was You

Dark Horse

Shakin' Hands

metallica- ONE   real version

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

Stranglehold

An Epic Novel. A Sonic Universe. One True Story.

Welcome to the sonic universe of "Behind Us The Land" (Hinter uns das Land). What began as a soundtrack for an epic historical novel has evolved into a global, cross-genre music phenomenon, celebrated by millions of listeners and a worldwide community of artists.

Discover the different worlds within this project:

The official soundtrack to the 80-year true story of the Feyerabend family.

The epic progressive metal of the virtual band Adelheide's Wisdom.

The chart-topping indie pop of the virtual artist Ulla F.

Helmed by author, producer, and lifelong music curator Frank Talmon l'Armée, this project is the result of a deep-seated passion for music and storytelling. As the human visionary, he employs a hybrid method of traditional songwriting and the pioneering use of AI tools as his "orchestra" to bring this monumental saga to life.

This is a place for deep listeners, for fans of epic stories and genre-defying music. Dive in, explore the albums and playlists, and become part of a story that connects the past with the future.

At its heart, 'Behind Us The Land' is more than just the 80-year story of one German family. It's a universal parable about loss, resilience, and the unbreakable will to build a new home from the ruins – a story that repeats itself tens of thousands of times every single day, all over the world. Our music aims to give a voice to this universal experience and to inspire courage.

OUR VISION & MISSION

Our Vision: We believe that resilience can make even the deepest wounds bearable.

Our Mission: This project is dedicated to a profoundly human, true story to achieve two things:

To Bear Witness: To show what war does to ordinary people and how its scars echo for generations.

To Give Courage: To strengthen and inspire anyone who has suffered loss or lived through difficult times.

This is music as a testament. A story that repeats itself every day.

A Beyond & Before Music production.

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Ein Romanepos. Ein Klanguniversum. Eine wahre Geschichte.

Willkommen im Klang-Universum von "Hinter uns das Land". Was als Soundtrack zu einem epischen historischen Roman begann, hat sich zu einem globalen, genre-übergreifenden Musikphänomen entwickelt, das von Millionen von Hörern und einer weltweiten Community von Künstlern gefeiert wird.

Entdecken Sie die verschiedenen Welten innerhalb dieses Projekts:

Den offiziellen Soundtrack zur 80-jährigen, wahren Saga der Familie Feyerabend.

Den epischen Progressive Metal der virtuellen Band Adelheide's Wisdom.

Den chartstürmenden Indie-Pop der virtuellen Künstlerin Ulla F.

Geführt von Autor, Produzent und Musik-Kurator Frank Talmon l'Armée, ist dieses Projekt das Ergebnis einer lebenslangen Leidenschaft für Musik und das Erzählen von Geschichten. Als menschlicher Visionär nutzt er eine hybride Methode aus traditionellem Songwriting und dem wegweisenden Einsatz von KI-Werkzeugen als sein "Orchester", um diese monumentale Saga zum Leben zu erwecken.

Dies ist ein Ort für anspruchsvolle Hörer, für Fans von epischen Geschichten und genre-sprengender Musik. Tauchen Sie ein, erforschen Sie die Alben und Playlists und werden Sie Teil einer Geschichte, die die Vergangenheit mit der Zukunft verbindet.

Im Herzen ist 'Hinter uns das Land' mehr als nur die 80-jährige Geschichte einer deutschen Familie. Es ist eine universelle Parabel über Verlust, Widerstandsfähigkeit und den unzerbrechlichen Willen, aus den Trümmern eine neue Heimat zu schaffen – eine Geschichte, die sich täglich zigtausendfach auf der ganzen Welt wiederholt. Unsere Musik soll dieser universellen Erfahrung eine Stimme geben und Mut machen.

UNSERE VISION & MISSION

Unsere Vision: Wir glauben daran, dass Resilienz selbst die tiefsten Wunden erträglich machen kann.

Unsere Mission: Dieses Projekt widmet sich einer zutiefst menschlichen, wahren Geschichte, um zwei Dinge zu erreichen:

Zeugnis ablegen: Zu zeigen, was Krieg mit normalen Menschen macht und wie seine Narben über Generationen nachhallen.

Mut machen: Jeden zu stärken und zu inspirieren, der Verlust erlitten oder schwere Zeiten durchlebt hat.

Das ist Musik als Vermächtnis. Eine Geschichte, die sich täglich wiederholt.

Ein Projekt von Beyond & Before Music.

© 2006-2025 Beyond and Before Music

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